#look at him. look at him and his cute lil smile

[judesmoonbeauty]

Jude Jazza's "The Past Records:" The Tale of A Ruthless, Arrogant Man & A Woman Like the Moon

This is a fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translation elsewhere. Thank you for your support! ☾.

Warning: This story will be about their relationship after the main story. Caution while reading.

It’s not possible for humans to see the other side of the moon.

The moon has almost the same cycle of rotation and revolution,

It’s said, it’s because the same side is constantly facing the earth.

(But)

“Take me to the moon.”

Declared the moon-like woman named Kate, whom became my girlfriend.

She shows every side of herself so openly.

Yeah, all the time.

Kate: Attacking someone from behind on the street at night is despicable!

Kate: They’re the ones who breached the contract by devious means!

Jude: But ya were so pissed, ya pointed yer gun at ‘em ‘n beat over ‘n over.

Kate: W-well, I….felt like I needed to protect you, Jude.

Jude: Yeah, yeah, that’s great. I’ve gotta terrifyin’ girlfriend.

Kate: Did you just call me your girlfriend?

Jude: Huh, maybe yer hearin’ stuff?

Kate: You definitely said it! Say it again please!

— There are times when you get so angry that I want to laugh.

Kate: Hic…I showed an opening and almost got taken out….how pathetic

Jude: C’mon, ya gonna cry, eat or have a pity party?

Kate: …..I’ll eat.

Kate: [Sniffle]…it’s delicious….the food is delicious, Jude.

Kate: Hi-hic….I’m so glad to be alive….!

Jude: Pfft, whadda ugly lookin’ face.

— There are times when you cry so much that I want to smile.

Kate: Liam’s performance was so amazing! Everyone was glued to him.

Jude: Tell it to him, not me.

Jude: He’ll be jumpin’ with joy, but can’t say for sure.

Kate: Yeah! I’ll tell him as soon as I get back to Crown.

— There are times when you’re so happy I want to laugh.

Jude: Yer such a busy woman.

After finishing up work, I had a smoke in my room as I watched Kate.

Kate: I wonder which Mr. Company President, is keeping me so busy?

(That’s not what I’m talkin’ ‘bout. Well, it’s fine.)

Jude: Yer the masochist who wants to be with me even if it means workin’ for Crown ‘n Raven at the same time.

Kate: And once again you’re being blunt. Jude, do you know the phrase “exploitation motivation”?

Kate: Well…it’s true that I want to be with you, so it’s inevitable.

(Ha, ya didn’t even deny bein’ a masochist.)

Just as I stamped out my cigarette in the ashtray, Kate’s gaze met mine.

(What’s with those feverish eyes?)

Kate doesn’t even try to hide her love.

When she wants me, her entire body reveals her craving unconsciously.

Just as I thought, Kate is a woman who shows every side of herself openly.

That’s why —

(Oh, this’s the first I’ve seen this look.)

Her unknown expressions I’ve never seen appear one after the other.

Just as a moon that goes through phases.

Jude: Somethin’ on my face?

Kate frowned at me sharply.

Kate: ….You’re saying that, even though you know perfectly well.

Jude: Ya give me too much credit, how should I know what yer talkin’ ‘bout.

Kate: ……

(Awww, impatient, poor lil thin’)

(But poor lil you’s so cute.)

Kate: If you don’t know what I’m talking about

Kate sat down on the bed next to me,

Kate: Then I’ll tell you

She grabbed me by the collar, and pressed her lips against mine.

(…Yer desperately clingin’ to me, so I’m gonna mercilessly devour ya.)

I whisper as I bite Kate’s neck.

Jude: Hey, let’s play a game….

Kate: …Ngh, ah….a game?

Jude: The one who looks away first loses.

Kate’s eyes flicker and then she smiles.

Kate: That’s sounds interesting, alright. I don’t feel like I’ll lose.

Jude: So ya say. Then, no matter what, don’t look away, got it?

(Ya just hafta keep lookin’ at me.)

(It ain’t funny if there’s an expression of yers I dunno.)

Kate looked away, succumbing to the relentless, pleasurable torture,

And fell asleep most likely from being worn out.

Jude: ….How vulnerable.

As I played with Kate’s messy bangs, I suddenly remembered something.

Each person receives a fixed amount of happiness in their lifetime, it’s equal for everyone.

That’s right, it was written in a book somewhere.

It’s not all good, it’s not all bad, it’s all created equally.

(I won’t say somethin’ stupid like - since I met a woman named Kate, it’s equaled out.)

The past doesn’t disappear.

Grudges, feelings of resentment, this cycle of hatred will continue until I die.

I’m still a person who’s living in the depths of hell.

(But)

Kate squeezes my finger tightly as she sleeps.

Jude: …Pff-ha, whadda ya a baby?

Jude: Just how much does this woman love me?

Maybe now, I’ve finally learned the feeling of happiness.

I savored my first taste of happiness.

Next to a woman like the moon.

[Past Records Master List]

He FINALLY knows happiness!

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[amourtoken]

Lukey abc’s!! im genuinely obsessed

YESSS i love when I get Lukey asks he's so boyfriend 🥹

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He's a softie and just wants to cuddle rlly. Pls let him lay his head on your chest with his arms tight around your waist while he gathers himself enough to clean you both up. Reverse the roles too, if you're laying on top of him he'll brush your hair out of your face and kiss everywhere he can reach. He's so whipped for you he can barely really comprehend he has you right here in front of him and he feels so lucky to have you :(

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His arms on himself, which he didn't even consider until you gushed about them. They're strong and have pretty veins running up and down from his hands and you're constantly holding his arms or running your fingers over them how could he not be a lil confident by now? With you he can't tell if it's your tits or your mouth. Both have aspects he loves ofc but the way your lips feel when you're on top of him kissing down his neck and chest? Unmatched. The way your lips feel wrapped around his dick? Even better.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

When he cums he literally nearly passes out almost every time. It just hits him like a fucking truck, he can barely hold himself up and that's why he rlly likes when you ride him cause he has to worry about it less.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He's a heavyyyy switch lol he doesn't make it insanely known but he would kill for you to domme him tbh. Maybe he'll bring it up one day maybe you already know? The sounds he makes when you're stroking his cock give it away though.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's got a little experience by now but he's not on the same level as Jack or Quinn. That being said he's by NO MEANS bad at what he's doing, you occasionally show him specific little things that make you feel good and he never forgets. Lukey has you fucked out in no time and knows every single inch of your body like the back of his hand.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl lol, reverse or not he just strikes me as the type to really love having you on top of him. He can still control the situation and fuck you right but if you wanna take the reins a little too you're fully able. Plus, the view of your ass or tits in either of those positions is heavenly so how could he ever ever ever complain? If you're facing him there's plenty of opportunity to kiss you too (his favorite thing to do)

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's serious but like in a soft way yk? He's not changing his personality by any means and he's still pretty chatty with you. You still get a view of that cute crooked smile pretty often even in the most intimate moments between you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Kinda like Quinn I feel like he didn't really give a shit until you came along now he tries to look decent for you at the very least. He's not shaving entirely but he'll definitely keep it maintained at the very least.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

If ur looking for romance you've FOUND IT with him. He can be rough on occasion for sure but his niche is in making you feel like a fucking princess. He makes you feel like you're the only two people on this earth in the moment no matter if you're being soft or if he's fucking you to tears. He makes sure you know you're loved and if he's a Lil too rough with you he'll apologize and shift however he needs to to make it better.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before you, he did it pretty frequently but now that you're around he lets you take over. Your hands feel so much nicer than his anyway, he wonders how he ever got off without you before now. On occasion if he's on a long roadie he's not against it but he's not doing it without calling you and stroking himself to your pretty voice. (He's the guy who'd send you nut videos w the sound on if you asked)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Branding. He loves knowing you're his and needs everyone else to know to. He'll buy you jewelry with his jersey number or initials, and gets off seeing you wearing his jerseys or posting pics of yourself in them. To really top it off he loves absolutely COVERING you in hickeys and any other form of visual marker to show you're taken. It bugs him when other people hit on you but he knows you're not going anywhere, you're covered in 43's head to toe.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Honestly he'd rather do it at home than anywhere else. He's okay with a little adventure but nothing is better than tossing his girl into his bed and being able to cuddle for the rest of the night after.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You, as a whole. Like I said a second ago he loves seeing you in his jerseys too but he also just kicks things off sometimes for the comfort of being that close to you. You can't get closer to someone than being inside them and after a hard day all he wants is to feel you pressed against him while he rocks his hips against yours.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he's not gonna hurt you, but he's also not really a big fan of bondage tbh. He needs your hands all over him and he can't really get that if you're tied down. At the very least he'd tie your hands together when you ride him so you can still throw your arms around his neck.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's a big fan of both. His brain short circuits entirely when he's down your throat but he's never gonna skip a chance to have you sitting on his face. That boy loves eating pussy more than he loves breathing and it shows cause he'll damn near drown in it before he stops to take a breath. I think he's definitely like Quinn in that aspect and he'd love a good 69 just so he's getting the best of both worlds. He took your advice cause you were the first person he ever ate out and now he's a fucking pro.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends. Typically he'll take his time and really savor the moment but sometimes he can't help himself and ruts into you like he's trying to split you in half. The closer he gets the faster and rougher he tends to get too, like he's losing control of his body (really he is.)

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his favorite but he's never gonna turn it down. He'd just automatically prefer undressing you and really drawing it out so he can take you apart how you really deserve.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's down, why not? You two tend to experiment with whos in control pretty often and it's definitely opened his eyes to some new levels of pleasure. He's used to being the more dominant figure but through some experimentation with you he learned he's perfectly fine with being out of control. He's also not as risky as Quinn but every so often some lightttt exhibitionism is fun. (Hotel balcony sex? Sure.)

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Similar to Jack and Quinn again, he's an athlete he's gonna automatically have great stamina. He'll go as long as you let him but tbh his orgasms take so much energy out of him it takes a bit to recover.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Not against using them at all, till he met you he didn't know they could be so great. Vibrators are fun to use on either of you but after a night where you had him leaning back against you so you could jack him off with a fleshlight he's definitely biased on his favorite toy you two have.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Hes big on teasing but sometimes he doesn't even mean to. He'll wear the sluttiest compression gear known to man and then wonder why you're salivating in front of him like a hungry dog. Once he's aware though he's going out of his way to wear it more often and tease you with showing some skin.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Oh fuck he's mouthy. He can't help himself, Lukey is noisy. He'll moan, whine, beg, growl, cry, all of it. The closer he gets the more whimpery and pathetic his voice sounds its fucking heavenly and there have definitely been times you've had to cover his mouth so the neighboring hotel rooms won't complain.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

It'll definitely be the same for all the Hughes but they're not against sharing you for a night.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Lukey is perfect tbh he's probably 7.5ish? Inches and has this nice curve that hits all the perfect spots inside you. Prettiest dick ever actually and you barely have to touch him before he's twitching.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Like I said, he'll never turn it down. He's so in love hes pretty much always down to go and every time you cross his mind he can't help but picture how nice you'd look pinned beneath him. The further away he is from you the more he wants you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Lukey would loveee to just cuddle you to sleep after you're finished but its hit or miss. He could happily pass out in your arms but if you're not feeling sleepy he'll get up with you too, he follows you around like a puppy most times.

[whitedovebby]

A/N: Okay, I haven't written for Leon in so long, so I hope this isn't ooc 😭 it's just a cute lil drabble I thought of when I woke up this morning, so I hope you all enjoy! <3 (ps, there's no title because I'm terrible at titles, hehe).

TW: Nothing, I think? Aside from kisses alluding to more.

WC: 668 (proofread a few times over, but I'm sorry if I missed any mistakes!)

Banner made by me, floral borders made by @/sweetmelodygraphics!

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Leon sat slouched against your headboard, his hoodie slightly bunching around his shoulders when he shifted on his side to face you. The waning sunlight poured in through the windowpanes, drenching your room in a honeyed hue while Radiohead murmured from the stereo, each note blending with the fading warmth of the day.

Having finally graduated from the police academy, Leon had a little free time before his assignment to Raccoon City, and he was spending as much of that remaining time with you as possible. You were particularly upset that he hadn't been assigned to the local department, but certain mandates required newly graduated officers to do service in other designated areas for a specific period. So, you sucked it up, vowing to support him no matter what. He'd chosen Raccoon City because it was the closest alternative, after all, so you would still be able to visit him sometimes. It wouldn't be forever, either.

In the meantime, you were going to soak him up as much as you possibly could.

Your eyes trailed over his profile, his hoodie framing his neck, the edges curling at the seams like it had been washed one too many times. One of his hands fidgeted, playing with a crease in your bedsheets, but his boyish grin told you he was anything but uncomfortable with your undivided fixation.

“You're staring,” he stated, his voice light and warm as he teased you, though his cheeks pinked a little under your gaze.

“I'm allowed to stare,” you shot back, scooting closer until your knees bumped his. “You're cute like this– relaxed for once. No cop training, no pressure. Just you.”

Leon's smile faltered, but only because it softened into something more tender. “Yeah?” He mused, looking down at his fiddling hand. “Guess I'm not used to hearing that,” you scooched closer still. “Usually, it's more like ‘no slouching, Kennedy,’ or ‘fix your posture,' Kennedy.’” His laugh was airy, barely there, and his eyes crinkled at the corners, yet there was still a certain shyness about the way he reached up to rub the back of his neck.

You leaned in a little further, your fingers brushing the hem of his hoodie. “Well, I like you like this… slouched, soft... comfortable.”

Before he could respond, you tugged at the fabric, gently pulling him in until his nose brushed yours. He huffed softly, and for a second, he froze like he almost wasn't sure what to do next, despite the many months you two had already been together. Then, with a slow, tentative confidence, he tilted his head and closed the gap to kiss you.

His lips were warm and pillowy, a little uncoordinated, and the way his hand hovered uncertainly near your waist made you smile against him. He was so silly, still being so cautious every time the two of you got the slightest bit close. It was endearing, really.

Grabbing his wrist, you guided his touch to your hip, the small catch in his breath almost enough to make you laugh.

“Something funny?” He asked, speaking into your mouth. You felt the corner of his lips twitch, and yours did the same in response. Your breaths mingled momentarily, your finger twirling around one of his hoodie drawstrings.

“You,” your voice was melodic and playful. “After nearly a year, you still act like you're terrified to touch me.”

Leon pulled back a fraction, his pretty eyes searching yours, and that ridiculously gorgeous lopsided grin plastered itself across his face. With a gentle pull, he pressed his lips against yours with an assuredness that hadn’t been there before. Of course, you knew he had it in him. He had proven as much many times before.

With an almost soundless thud, you dropped back onto untidy sheets and brought Leon with you. Clothes came off and scattered on the floor like fallen confetti, and the worn plush of his hoodie turned into skin soft enough to catch a sigh–which it did.

Many, in fact.

[bun-nny-nny]

Okay, so I got a new lip tint, and I'm having some very nsfw thoughts

Kissing and giving Si a bj while wearing a glossy liptint, but his dick gets stained for a bit 🤭 even better if it's one of the plumping liptints >:3

~💋 [Can I be 💋 anon?]

YES HELLO SWEET ANON i apologize to all of you its taking me so long to respond so much going on this past week my first ever anon with a emoji YIPPIE! bUT THIS IS SO GOD DAMN GOOD i love a good liptint i personally use this one that looks like blood i bet you look to die for in that liptint ANYWAY a lil somethin for ya NSFW MDNI

Simon definitely has a thing for lips; maybe it's because his are dry and scar-covered, but he LOVES seeing your lips all nice and soft, even lovingly putting chapstick on you no matter where you are. His favorite pastime is holding your chin between his fingers. He uses his thumb and pointer finger to squish your cheeks lightly, making your pretty lips pout for him as he applies your favorite flavor. So when you come home one day from the mall with a small bag in hand with a name he recognizes, excitement courses through him immediately. He follows you like a guard dog throughout the house as you climb the stairs to your bedroom. He's right behind you, close enough that you can feel the heat of his body hovering behind you perfectly. "I got a new lip tint today," you chirp as his hands reach your hips. Without looking at him, you could tell he was grinning, knowing exactly where this was heading. It doesn't take much longer till you are sat between his massive thighs, his pants and boxer pulled down enough to let his cock free, leaking from its pretty reddish tip aching for your attention, but Simon ignored it for now, he was too busy looking at your sweet face as he slowly spread the wand of the lip tint applicator against your bottom lip letting out a pleased groan as he watched the shimmery light pink liquid coat your soft lips. "There we go...look a' that...so pretty... spread it around your lips for me, " says Simon in that deep, husky voice that makes your heart flutter. You obey immediately, letting him watch as you press your lips together, letting the glittery pink substance stain the rest of your lips, giving them a lovely crepe pink. His honey-brown eyes never left your lips, and a soft groan pulled from his as he watched you smile up at him. One of his hands went to your chin, making you sit up on your knees, nice and ready for him. he slaps his thick cock against your cheek a few times, watching as his precum sticks to your face letting the needy tip run from your cheek to your cute lips. his breath hitching as he rubbed his cock head against your bottom lip, watching as the glossy gel coated his member. "open that mouth for me, love." Immediately you obey, parting your lips, letting your tongue stick out just like he likes letting the tip of his cock rest gently against the flat of your tongue, adoring the way your drool pools in your mouth. Slowly, his fingers lace through the locks of your hair, nails lightly digging into your scalp, making you let out the soft, sweet moans he loves so much. Your soft gloss-covered lips slowly warp around his bulbous head, making a breathy groan rip out of him as his eyes shut, taking in the feeling of your wet, warm cavern suckling and licking at his tip, his grip on your head tightening. Slowly his hips start to move, rocking in and out in small short thrust, inching more and more of his enormous cock past your pink lips watching as the lip tint spread over his shaft, coating it in a sticky, glittery pink liquid. he let out moans through gritted teeth as his eyes opened, watching as his cock became covered, your plush lips swallowing his member, letting it slide down your throat with a cough and a gag. You eventually grew more used to it, letting yourself breathe through your nose. With a rough thrust, he finally buried himself deep down your throat, holding your head down so your face was buried in the thick hair that lay at the base of his member, taking in his musky scent. The sight of your lips wrapped fully around his cock as your eyes welled with tears and the makeup smeared and coated his hair. He was panting out of breath, taking in your disheveled form as you focused on not choking. "What a good fucking job you're doing, love. Your pretty mouth is always so good for me."

this is all i could do!!!!! >.<

[chrissturnsfav]

Hiiiiii, your work is like insanely good. I am obsessed with singer!reader and rapper!chris!!Can I request one where they’re just like oh and someone asked for a picture with reader and Chris takes it?? It’s just really cute and fluffy!!!

⋆.˚✮ rapper!chris loves to watch singer!reader interact with her fans

the night air hums with energy as you step out of the sleek black escalade, chris closely at your side.

the flash of cameras hits immediately, paparazzi shouting questions you’ve learned to ignore. your bodyguards keep the growing crowd at bay, creating a bubble of calm amid the chaos.

chris keeps a hand at the small of your back as you walk toward the restaurant. his presence is grounding, his confident grin a constant reminder not to take any of this too seriously.

that’s when you hear it—a small, timid voice breaking through the noise.

“excuse me… um, can i get a picture?”

you turn to see a young girl, maybe ten or eleven, clutching a phone in her hands along with a vinyl of your newest album. her eyes are wide with hope, her cheeks flushed with nervous excitement. it’s clear she’s talking to you.

your heart melts instantly. you crouch a little to her level, offering her your warmest smile. “of course, pretty girl. what’s your name?”

the crowd of fans and paparazzi begin gushing at the adorable moment, some fans trying to push through the crowd in hopes to get a picture with you as well.

“ava,” she says shyly, glancing between you and chris as if she can’t believe this is happening.

chris steps in before you can even think about how to set this up. “here, i got it,” he says, holding his hand out for ava’s phone.

ava hesitates, starstruck. “oh my gosh, you’re chris!” she exclaims through an excited grin, her eyes twinkling with awe.

he chuckles, taking the phone with ease. “yeah, that's me kid.”

you laugh softly at him, stepping closer to ava as chris angles the phone. “aight, big smiles,” he says, crouching slightly for the perfect shot.

you wrap an arm around ava, who looks like she might float away from happiness. chris adjusts the phone, tapping to focus, his tongue poking out in focus to get the perfect picture as he watches you interact with the little fan.

“got it,” he announces after a few clicks. he kneels to show ava the pictures, and her face lights up.

“thank you so much!” she says, looking from him to you with pure gratitude.

“of course, ava,” you reply, ruffling her hair gently. “have the best day ever, okay?”

as the girl rushes back to her parents, you turn to find chris staring at you. not at the cameras, not at the crowd—but at you. he looks lost in thought, a smirk on his face, but it's not cocky as usual. he looks in awe of you.

“what?” you ask, raising an eyebrow, a snicker slipping past your lips.

he shakes his head, that lopsided grin of his spreading wider. “nah, nothin',” he says softly with a shake of his head. “you’re just so sweet.”

you roll your eyes, though you’re smiling. “chris, stop.”

“m'serious ma,” he says, slipping his arm back around your waist as you both continue toward the restaurant. “i love watchin' ya interact wit' your fans, 'specially the little ones, she was all smiles.”

the flashes of the paparazzi pop again, but they’re nothing compared to the warmth in his voice. you lean into him slightly, an appreciative smile on your lips as he grins down at you, his arm snaking around your waist as you enter the restaurant away from the chaos.

it always baffles chris how you're so patient and sweet with your fans, not that he's not appreciative and kind with his fans, but you...

the way your face lights up when you meet them, the kindness in your soft voice, the gestures you make to them.

it just makes him love you even more.

𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: the end is a lil cringe in my opinion, but i didn't know how else to end this so i hope it was okay lmao

thank you for reading! <3

@chrissturnsfav ™

[short-honey-badger]

Doll 7

Pairings: Shanks x Female Reader

Summary: Shanks and Doll have a bit of a heart to heart, and things get steamy and Shanks gets a lil possessive

Doll Masterlist

*note* I introduce some OC characters here that we might see later down the road. The wiki has shit about the Celestial Dragons, so I just made my own stuff up. Enjoy! I also just want to give a huge thank you to everyone who has come with me since I started this series! Lots of love to you guys! ❤️❤️❤️

As the days pass, you find yourself fitting right in with the rest of the Red-Haired Pirates. They are a rowdy bunch, and you wake up with a hangover more than one morning with how much they enjoy their drink, but you find yourself not minding it. Shanks had shown you where you could sleep, and you were relieved to find that the cabin was just down the hall from his own quarters. He’d offered to move you into his space, but you weren’t quite ready for that yet.

Shanks had only smiled and agreed with you, even though he felt a bit disappointed. He wanted you close, but the captain also understood that you needed your own space as well. That didn’t stop him from dragging you to his quarters every now and then for a quick lesson.

He found that you were a quick learner, and he would find himself with you planted in his lap each night before you went to bed. Your legs are on either side of his hips as you faniliarized yourself with his lips. Shanks let you go at your own pace, simply enjoying the weight of you on his lap. While he wanted more, the pirate didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable and had settled for occasionally sliding his hand under your shirt so that he could touch you.

But tonight, after having such a good day and with more than the usual alcohol in his system, Shanks wanted to see more of you. He had dragged you back to his room after the sun had set, plopping in his chair, and you had followed with a cute smile upon your lips. The two of you exchanged heated kisses, tongues sliding along the other in a sloppy embrace that made heat build in his gut. His hand gripped your waist, thumb digging into your flesh as he tugged you closer.

You break the kiss, lips pressing against his cheek as you grip his shoulders. You can feel the hardness between your legs, and it makes your cheeks flair. Your hands slide under his unbuttoned shirt and push the fabric down. Shanks groans when your lips find the side of his neck, and he tilts his head to the side to allow you more room.

Everything is fantastic until he slides his hand away, his fingers coming up to pluck at the buttons of your shirt. You freeze in his hold, body tensing like a live wire, and one of your hands abandons it’s place on his chest to snatch his hand. Shanks looks up at you with a tiny pout, and you feel bad for stopping him when you see the hurt in his eyes that are partially hidden behind his shaggy bangs.

“Baby,” he whines and gently tugs at his hand, flipping it so that he can thread his fingers through your own, “Let me see you.”

You gnaw on your bottom lip, nerves exploding in your stomach at the thought of Shanks seeing the brand. He’s seen it once on the day that the two of you met, but you’ve intentionally not shown it off again since. Not to mention that your scars could be seen on your sides. You didn’t want to disgust your lover.

Seeing that torn expression on your face makes Shanks’ heart ache for you. His darling has gone through so much pain and suffering at the hands of the Celestial Dragons. He can’t imagine what they’d said to you, much less done to you. Even thinking about it makes him want to sail to Sabaody, raze the entire place, and watch it sink into the sea. But he shoves down the rage once more and lifts his hand and yours to cup your face.

“I don’t know what they’ve done to you, and I hope you’ll share with me one day, but please believe me when I say that nothing you could show me will make me want you any less, _.”

Shanks would give you the world if that was what it took to get you to understand what you meant to him. He doesn’t care that it’s only been a few weeks, but he doesn’t recall anyone else in his life that made him burn like the way you do.

You stare at Shanks, eyes welling up, but you shove the want to cry down as far as you can. Your shoulders set, and he watches you take a deep breath. You haki flares up at your determination, and the pirate wishes you could see how beautiful you look in this moment.

“It’s not pretty,” you warn him, but Shanks shrugs, lips tugging into a gentle smile as he shrugs.

“They’re a part of you, doll, so they’ll be beautiful like the rest of you.”

You swallow down the lump in your throat and give Shanks a watery smile before untangling your hand from his. Before you can begin to unbutton your shirt, the redhead pushes your hand away and begins to do it himself, fingers flicking open the buttons with practiced ease. He feels that familiar flash of anger when he sees the brand on your left shoulder. It’s about the size of your fist, the top three triangles curling just over your collar bone and the bottom one ponting down toward your breast. He reaches out, tracing the mark with the tips of his fingers and your shudder above him, skin sensitive even after having it for so long.

“It’s ugly,” you hiss above him and look down at the way your skin has scared from the hot iron that had branded you. Your voice is full of wicked contempt, though it barely breaks above a whisper, “I hate it.”

Shanks can’t help but silently agree. The brand makes his own skin itch in discomfort. He can’t imagine how painful it had been when you received it. He licks his lips and feels a bit sick even before he voices his question, “How old were you?”

You watch his hand leave the mark, instead smoothing down your sides. You can’t help but tense when you see him feel the scars that wrap along your waist and ribs, but he doesn’t say a word, only patiently waits for you to answer him, “Seven, I think? My parents died in a shipwreak, and Disco found me, sold me to the first family that would take me. The La-Minnings.”

You shudder at the name. The head of the family was a harsh, no-nonsense man who demanded perfection from everyone that he owned. From his wife to the lowly slaves that carried them two and fro. It rankled you every time you would see one of the slaves that had known you the longest, a giant named Halbrand, bent in two, waiting for the family to sit upon his great back, carting them around like an animal.

Shanks commits that name to his memory for one day. Unfortunately, not anytime soon, he would ruin them. Would present you with their kneeled forms and let you choose what happens to them, let you rule over them like they once ruled you.

The image of you standing before your captures makes arousal flair hot in his chest, and Shanks grips you by the back of your neck, tugging you down for a harsh kiss that makes you whine and claw at his chest. He licks into your mouth, tongue, and teeth, claiming you as his own. Only he would ever be allowed to touch you again. Never would he let a hand be raised against you. Shanks will worship the very ground you walk upon.

You gasp under his assault, not having expected him to kiss you like this. It’s jarring to be kissed like this when he’s only been so soft and gentle with you so far, but you find yourself liking the rough treatment. Your nails dig into his tanned flesh, and Shanks hisses into your mouth when you scarpe across one of his nipples.

He trails hot kisses from your mouth to the corner of your jaw, nipping harshly only to ease the sting with the flat of his tongue. You taste devine under his attention, and Shanks can’t help it when his hips jump up, meeting that heat he can feel between your legs. He sneaks his hand up your back, fingertips feeling the raised edges of old lash marks, but refusing to focus on them for now. Instead, he finds the latch of your brah and flicks it open.

Your captain grins against your skin when you gasp, eyes going wide as he pulls away to look down at your exposed breasts. Shanks ventures forth, big hand cupping your left breast and smoothing the pad of his thumb over a hardened nipple and grinning ferally when you suck in a sharp breath. He hums when you whine his name, your tone breathless with want.

Feeling mischievous and wanting to hear what other sounds that he could pull from you, Shanks ducks his head and wraps his lips around the hardened nub. He suckles gently, tongue flicking out to stimulate the sensitive nerves. Your arms slide around his back, eyes clenched shut, one hand sliding into his hair to grip it for dear life.

After a moment, he shifts to your other nipple, breathing hot air against your prickled skin before he sucks it into his mouth to give it the same attention. His hand finds the one he left behind, and you squeal when he pinches it harshly.

“Shanks,” you whine again when you feel the tent in his pants rub against you. You can’t help but grind your hips down, huffing at the friction that drags across your core. You want more, but the world feels like it’s spinning, and you grip his hair, tugging the pirate back from your breast. He looks at you in confusion, and you force yourself to explain.

“I've never had sex,” you blurt and shiver at the way you watch his eyes darken at the information, but you make yourself get back on track. You've had more than a few drinks, and Shanks has as well, “I don't want my first time to be after talking about Marie Geoise and with us both more than a little tipsy.”

Your admission makes your captain soften, and a gentle smile tugs at his mouth. He lifts his head and plants a soft kiss to your lips.

“You're right, doll. I'm sorry I got a bit carried away,” Shanks murmurs, but you shake your head, matching his smile as you lean forward to rest your brow against his.

“Don't apologize. I liked it, but I don't want to have anything muddle how you make me feel,” you say and cut your eyes away, ‘I don't think I'm quite ready for that either.”

Shanks cups your face, kissing you again, for he just can't help himself, “No rush, sweetheart. We've got all the time in the world.”

You nod, and the two of you bask in each other's presence, allowing the arousal to fade into soft affection. You eventually yawn, eye crinkling as you cover your mouth with your hand. Shanks snickers at you and helps button your shirt back up. You don't really want to leave, though.

“Can I stay with you tonight?” You ask, and your heart thuds in your chest at the way Shanks lights up. He nods, bangs flopping at the motion, then stands to pull back the sheets on his bed when you stand. He shimmies under the covers, and you follow after him, sighing in comfort when he hugs you close so you lay in his chest.

“Been wondering when you'd stay the night with me, doll. I have a big bed and got really lonely at night, ya know.”

You huff a laugh and kiss his chest, eyes already closed as sleep creeps up on you, “Guess I'll have to start staying in here then, huh?”

Shanks grins in the dark and clutches you that much closer before dropping a kiss to the top of your head, “Guess so.”

[ickytreats]

Lil sis who dommes her big bro please

One order of Dom lil sis right here!

Big Bro didn't think she had the balls to do it. She's so pink and naive-looking, but yet here they found themselves. She had pushed him against the wall and started making out with him. This was so wrong; their family was just outside the door. He tried to push her away, but one thing about little sister is that she always gets what she wants. Right now that's her big bro, as she pins his hands to either side of him. Giggles when she pulls away and sees how flushed he is. Such a cute Big Brother pushes him to the floor, making him lay down, and lifts up her skirt while pushing her panties to the side. You know what to do, Big Bro; please, your little sister.

Straddle his face and grab his hair as she makes him eat her out. A wicked smile on her face as she gets a little mean, putting more weight on him, pulling his hair, and grinding. She knows she needs to be quiet as she bites her lip that such a good big brother is going to make me cum. She says softly, grinding down on his face more until she does. Smiles as she gets off his face, seeing how messy her big bro is covered in her cum.

Looks at how hard he is in his pants and can't help but tease him. Awe, did eating your little sister out get you this hard? Pathetic. She lets out a laugh and starts to play with his bulge; once he moans, she shushes him We can't let anyone know we are doing this, big bro... Don't you want to be a good boy? As she starts to undo his belt and pull out his cock. Quick as day she had her older brother whimpering under her as she bounced on his cock. Cooing down at his fucked face, Is my cunnie too much for you, big brother? I know you can take it. Let little sister keep fucking you. With the cutest smile on her face, she scratched his chest with her nails.

Just then someone knocks on the door, asking who's in there and if everything is alright. She'd make Big Brother answer, push down his moans to respond, and just make it harder for him. She'd bounce on his cock more, scratch at him, and latch her lips to his neck. See if he could hold it in, The moment the person at the door walks away, Big Brother can't help but cum in her. Such an icky big bro cumming in his little sister, he couldn't even hold it to make her cum. Would keep bouncing on his cock, overstimulating him till she cums again. Gets up and makes him watch how his cum drips out of her. Places her pretty panties back into place and gives him that smile before walking out, leaving him a mess.

I hope this is good Anon! I recently discovered I have a little bit of a Dom side so I'm still experimenting with that.

[captainlexapro]

notes from watching/rewatching all of the (current) canucks' mic'd up videos

(this was more for me/just for fun but i thought i’d share here in case anyone wants to gush about them, too)

Tyler - Game against Winnipeg 2019

patented Tyler = cool, calm, and collected. steady and subtle leadership.

Lmao chaos giraffe flopping onto the ice

not a ton of notes - mostly game play and him being a supportive teammate!

Brock - Training Camp 2020

happy smiley brock!! laughing brock!! peace and love in the world 🫶 😌

Trade ‘jokes’ — (idc if this was years ago now) STOP 😡

sweetheartedness on full display!! "i wish i could chirp you! but i'm not going to." warning everyone that he's mic'd up "in case they say something dumb"

playfully slapping teammates with his stick

teammates ribbing him - especially petey. 😊 i loveeee boesersson teasing!!😊

patented Brock = killer shots on display

brock likes to lovingly push and shove on people, particularly when he's joking around. Very cute.

Personal note- strange seeing so many faces that are now retired or on other teams. That’s how it goes / ship of theseus etc etc

JT - Training Camp 2020

skating by all his teammates saying "i'm mic'd up don't say anything dumb" good looking out 🫡

giving praise to huggy. obviously.

such a supportive coach / dad!!! always teaching and suggesting and complimenting!! with some chirping for good measure 😝

"boeser you finally have a good shot! that wasn't even a chirp - like, seriously"

Even in practice taking responsibility for mistakes: "that's my fault"

Making funny comments that get quinn to laugh 💙

Y’all i just love jt so damn much

Elias - Training Camp 2021

he's always cracking sly lil jokes and half the time nobody even notices 💀 - I NOTICE!! I would laugh, petey!!

More boesersson teasing!! "that's what i'm worried about. you playing center 😏 hehehe" *brock rolls eyes and elbows petey* AUGH my heart

peteyquinn competitiveness!! E:"i'm stronger than quinn"x2. also see Q: "i'm gonna dominate you this period" E: "you?" Q: "i'm going to track you" E:"fine" universe, i humbly ask for more of this dynamic.

holy fuck that puck coming flying at petey and brock, barely missing their faces?!?! 😨 then petey's all whatever. "i've got the reflexes of a goalie.” and cracks another joke about how it would have hit his beard but he shaved two days earlier. Silly boy. 😌

he's so casually affectionate in a very gentle way (pushing brock forward after he said he was tired) and it makes me afkjskjdsd

i really love watching him skate. he's a lovely combo of speed and power and grace and heart.

Brock - Training Camp 2021

Teammate hugs just because ☺️

cute little sing-song moments - just saying random words or teammates' names

teasing baby höglander - again, my heart!!!

just being his usual charming self. Doesn’t even have to try. HE’S SO NICE 😭

Conor - Game against Bruins 2021

about being mic'd up: "it's my worst dream! i never talk!" sir that is a bald-faced LIE

neckguard-less garly is strange to see now 😮

"i'll go loo-ooohww"

complimenting quinn (as one should)

getting fucking DECKED but popping right back up (what’s new?). Honestly never gets old seeing his nonstop grit.

complimenting his opponent when he's been outdone: "ahh good play charlie, fuck"

to brock after a goal: "bumperrrrr!" and "you're the best bumper i've ever seen. you and bergeron"

saying hello constantly. Polite little winger. "What's up Sways?" "Heads up Berg. How're we doin?" "How you doin'?"

we see a fun dipsy-doodle millsy shootout goal!

garly's the first one on the ice once they win and goes to LEAP into demmer's arms 🥹

JT - Game against Blue Jackets 2021

ONCE AGAIN, I LOVE JT SM 💗

our vocal emotional heart!

jawing with mysey 5 seconds after getting onto the ice for warmies. like we’re surprised.

gets his blades checked and is told they look fine. "i got issues then. issue you can't help me with" 😆(and he’s smiling as he says this)

commentary on petey one-timer practice shots. "yyyyup" "probably a goal" "that's not it" "that's a goal". (Me then thinking about how petey says millsy will have a good job after hockey as a coach 🥺)

"FUCK!" "FUCK ME" "LET'S FUCKING GO" "got lucky motherfucker!" "FUCKING RIGHTS, BABY!!" millsy i love you and your foul mouth please never stop 🫶

patented JT = compliments. "you're HAWWTTT"

goofy jt/brock convos. JT: "i wanted the puck from you until i got it.” See also - brock: "i'm only seven blocks behind you"

Sooo many faceoff things. (WE NEED YOU BACK ON THE DOT, MILLSY)

faceoff jawing. "is he down or no?" "yeah i'm down" "alright" *STICKS HITTING THE ICE*

checking with teammates before a faceoff: "good?"

annoyed with the refs. (calmly) "are we not calling penalties today?" and *jumps up from bench in disbelief* "am i missing this or what?"and "prison rules today"

*on the bench after blocking a shot* "ow!"

moved too early on a faceoff and immediately knew he fucked up: "ohhh baby! yup!"

"i tried to tip that with my body! tried to tip that with my fucking body! hey, that's a body tip. OH MY GOD how did that not go in the net?"

(calmly) "you got a band-aid? one band-aid?" 🤏

millsy singing the goal song!!! "HEY HEY HEY HEY"

about to do a faceoff: "fuckin' guy is owning me. i can't beat this guy!"

side note: sometimes "coaching" is so funny to me because lots of times it's just stating the obvious. "when you get a chance you gotta shoot on this powerplay." well yeah. 😐

millsy says "way to fucking go" to every single player after winning

Tyler - Game against Red Wings 2022

St. Patrick's day silly warmies jerseys: "O'MYERS"

gives a birthday shoutout to his stepmom 💚

grades his own practice shot: "C-" lmao 😆

*hears a fan say "let's go mysey"* "i like how the fans are using nicknames"

Canuckleheads

again, he has such a chill demeanor throughout the entire game process

Tyler - Training Camp 2022

more tyler being a coach moments - are we surprised?

bainsy appearance! arty appearance!

giving compliments to höglander (aughhh höggy i hope you work through your struggles and can come out the other side even better)

Brock - Game against Golden Knights 2022

describes his game day routine, which is the same every time. Ohhh nhler has a specific order of operations on game days? fork found in kitchen. I tease i tease. It’s just funny 😅

says he wears a helmet in case he ever heel picks/doesn't want to fall back and hit his head. We love a safety-conscious gorgeous man! (Also makes me re-pissed off about him getting likely concussed)

"WOOOHOOHOOO!!" after tipping in a goal at netfront (likely place for him to be). then said it was lucky because he just stuck his stick out after visually losing the puck once it was shot

apologizing to marty "i'm sorry we didn't get you a shutout" 😫🥺

Dakota - Game against Kraken 2023

also very vocal the whole time!!

starting off strong with praise for huggy

interacting with kiddos at the glass 💚

"here we go here we go here we go" + random sounds + giggles

lol he repeats EVERYTHING he says two or three times

"We're due we're due we're due. We're OVERdue"

patented Dak = "Yessir! yessir!"

Carson - Game against Predators 2023

first of all he's just very pretty and kind and i love him and hope he improves as this season goes on bc he really can be so good

*on why he's mic'd up* "i just got a lot of really, really good stuff to say"

tells fil he should get a chest tattoo and i have to agree. very on brand and i’m kind of surprised he doesn’t have one

"save what teeth you got left.” He’s a comedian, your honor.

loves his d-man bestie tyler very much 😌

very supportive!! telling everybody good job! keeps morale up!

"i'd rather huggy get an apple than my first of the year" 😆

Brock - Game against Devils 2023

"WOOOOOOO!!" for a höggy goal

"come onnn. go in the net"

i feel like he's always been looking out for höglander over the years. giving tips and helping and hyping him up.

millsy and boeser swapping compliments after a goal. I miss them. 😪

Quinn - Game against Devils 2024

i assume most of us have watched this but whateverrr

"oh lukey! oh lukey!"

genuine laughter!! "that was an unreal pass!"

doing captain things and supporting his teammates. for example - complimenting fil: "i fucking loved that. keep wheeling"

yelling "Yeahyeahyeah!!”

to garly: "i just wanted you to know i was there, right away. like i'm there. for you. that's why i'm yelling" 😆😌

hyping up luke like the proud brother he is

garly: "hey! give me a hug! i love you. congrats"

bonus: a screenshot from travis (KING) dermott's mic'd up when bo horvat was on hatty watch. millsy (kind of aggressively, tbh) had to like physically brace himself on petey??? His hand is ON petey’s neck. 💀 Idk man it was kinda bizarre kinda hilarious. Petey’s face 😲 😂 Hockey players are an interesting bunch.

in conclusion: i love this team and i want more mic'd ups 😌

[ssentimentals]

hi queen👑, I'm back to request another drabble to fill the loneliness in my heart LOL and still ready to be a lil suga momma if you ever decide to take commissions or just gifts 🎁 💗 one day I'll be brave enough to request without being anonymous, maybe then we can be friends 🥹👉👈

can I pleaseee request suggestive #39 with my ult dino?

have a great day 🥰

ahhh hi my angel! this is so cute and tbh the best proposal anyone has ever done to me (sugar momma wise) lol. and oh!! pls i would love for us to be friends!!! 💜 no pressure though, feel free to come off anon whenever you want. and of course you can request, hopefully you will like it!

suggestive prompt: 'you think you can run that pretty little mouth of yours whenever you want?'

being a brat is a full time job and dino is extremely thankful that you don't really take it seriously. you can act bratty occassionally, but most of the time he is not dealing with any kind of tantrums from your side. which is why he's a bit surprised and caught off guard with what's happening right now.

'throw that attitude out the window.' dino keeps his voice at level, even when his left eye is twitching from what he just heard. he watches as your eyes widen at his words and before you can go off, he adds: 'talk like a normal person, please.'

'what did you just say to me?' you ask, baffled. 'do you even hear yourself?'

'do you?' dino counters. with the corner of his eyes he can see that small crowd from a shop nearby is watching you two closely, very invested in the scene you are creating. 'just- let's finish this at home. let's just go home, get in the car.'

'like hell i will.'

dino can physically feel how his patience is wearing thin. your defiant pose with arms crossed over your chest and one hip cocked to the side is killing him and he wish it was in an angry way. you have no business in looking this hot, when you are being this annoying. god, some things are just really not fair. dino steps closer to you and pulls you into a crashing hug despite your protests: 'you think you can run that pretty little mouth of yours whenever you want? on the street? making a scene?' he whispers, smirking at the way you freeze and shiver in his arms. 'get in the car, honey.'

'i will not-'

'i will have my way with you in front of those stupid women, who are eyeing us since the moment you decided to go crazy.' he interrupts and loosens his hold just enough for you to turn your head and see who he's talking about. 'i swear i will.'

'you are crazy.' you whisper in disbelief, not fighting him anymore.

'yeah,' dino readily agrees, barely holding himself from kissing you senseless. 'totally insane about you.'

it's cheesy and doesn't fit at all in this conversation, but he's glad he said it because he can tell you're smiling in the crook of his neck now. good, he loves making you smile. he loves making you all breathy and moaning underneath him more though, so you two really need to get back home.

'get in the car,' dino says and thank god you listen.

a/n: request your own here! <3 - nini

[montimer]

Deadpool x reader in an apron

Gn!reader

Warning: bit suggestive but very soft

+ Lazy art to it XP

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Out in the kitchen making food for the both of you

Having an apron around you to not get dirty, plus it looked cute

It seem to have taken up the form of your body tho. Your curves and chest.

Wade walked in, surprised to see you in something so new. He slowly walked up behind you. Then jumped to hug you.

"What'cha doin sweets?" He snuggled up to you

"Making food for us" you pointed down to the plate.

He leaned in close, looking over your shoulder. "Mmm, can i have the dessert first?" He pushed himself to you even further, your stomach bumped into the table.

"Dessert?" You played dumb. His hands roamed up and down on your body, making you feel all dizzy.

"Yes, i just can't resist such sweet looking pie~" he whispered into your ears.

Giving in you turned around and let his eyes linger on you. "Fuck you're so hot baby" he caressed your chest then begin to draw circles on it. "Soo, can i take a bite?"

"Hm? Sure go ahead" he didn't even hesitated and immediately went in. He softly bit your neck which made you give out an "ee" sound. He giggled and begin to softly bite into yer neck while saying "nom nom"

It made you giggle too. You tried to push him away cuz it tickled but he was way too strong.

"Mmm don't even try to escape, this sweet pie is all mine" he mumbled into yer neck.

He slowly let go and looked up to your face. He smiled at the cute expression you were making, you really make his heart go boom.

He attacked yer face w a bunch of kisses. "Mwah mwah, ur so sweet and delicious"

Hearing you giggle, seeing you smile. It was all so worth it.

He had a big stupid smile on his face. He didn't even realize that he was staring. He came back to reality as you gave a lil kiss to his nose.

"Ahah but really, meet me in the bedroom right away im too turned on"

Step on his toe please

[psychictimestone]

Mario and Sonic at the olympic games (especially 2014 onwards) sure does give us some peak smiley Silver content.

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

cute tiny gifs of a cute tiny boy

[thetorturedlovergirl]

Your honor he’s just a little guy 🙏

A murder you’re saying ?? what murdaaaa look he’s so silly

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD

at 'Variety' dinner at the Toronto International Film Festival 2024

[steakout-05]

i love how i'll get fixated on a character and then start saying shit like "awww he's such a lil guy! a lil fella!!" when the "lil guy" in question is a grown 30-40 year old man with visible facial hair and wrinkles and pores

for example: peppino spaghetti

[theplantbish]

Who allowed him to be this cute 😭

Cropped screenshots from Mikke's ig story