#mostly for the fem f/o exchange thing so

[frozenhi-chews]

Pancake compilation thing cuz i don't have a proper ref sheet for her.

[ackerlert]

Sneaky Link

Pairings: Porco x fem reader x sugar daddy!zeke

Summary: University reader becomes Zeke’s sugar baby after meeting each other at her work, which is a stripper, ofc. Eventually develops a relationship with Porco Galliard, of whom Zeke employs ;)

TW: alcohol usage, oral (m / f receiving), food (icing) play, mirror sex, phone sex

You needed some money during college, and tutoring stupid high schoolers wasn’t making the bills. Plus, you couldn’t put up with their slowness one second longer.

When Sasha took you out for a night at the strip club to relieve some stress, her joke that you could always make bank shaking your ass for old men actually sounded quite appealing. It was a lot more fun than tutoring, anyways. 

Out of curiosity, you found yourself browsing the internet for openings at nearby nightclubs. Soon you were watching YouTube videos of strippers going through their daily routine, counting their tips, and describing their success in the industry. You were hooked.

You ask Hitch to take pole dancing lessons with you, and she doesn't suspect any of your true intentions, since this was on your bucket list of things to do together.

Soon you secured yourself a job at a local strip club. The first person you confided in was, unsurprisingly, Hitch. She was surprised you actually pursued being a stripper, but the shock didn't really last for long considering her knowledge of your freaky tendencies.

Hitch advised you to be careful, and she was particularly worried about how you would manage to fit this new job into your tight school schedule.

It was simple: you would take your classes, do your assignments, and report to your job at night. You’d work through the closing shift and get back to your shared apartment with Mikasa, Sasha, and Hitch sometime past 2am.

Zeke is a regular.

He gives you larger tips than any of the other girls.

He even pays for private sessions, which consist of you dancing for him mostly an hour at a time.

Eventually you two fuck it out in a booth of the club.

He asks if you'd like to “do this again sometime”. Naturally, you agreed. He exchanges phone numbers with you and asks for your cashapp. 

Blushing because you didn't realize he intended on compensating you for your arrangement, you agree to give him your account number.

You and Zeke continue this for a couple months, growing more addicted to the orgasms he gives you every time.

You had two generous sources of income now.

You found out a lot about zeke: he owned a decently large company, fucked a lot of women before he met you, and he was even more freaky than yourself. 

One day after a session with Zeke, you're sprawled out on the side of his bed, toying with the golden hair that trailed down his torso, and staring up at the ceiling, mind completely fucked out.

“I have a business event coming up soon,” Zeke states.

You hum in approval, not expecting zeke to continue on.

“It’s plus one.” He pauses, “I was wondering if you would like to join me.”

You turn your head to look at Zeke, almost asking him to repeat himself. Was this like a date thing?

Zeke turned to look at you too. His eyes glossed over at the sight of your surprised face and post-sex hair floating around the crown of your head. He smirked, visualizing the way he had made that sex hair. Gripping your h/c locks and pulling your head back, pounding into you from behind.

Your lips were swollen from being stretched around his thick cock, making him cum round after round. Now they were parted, unsure as what to make of his question.

Zeke repeated himself, “Are you free next Saturday?”

“Y-yes. I’m free.” You said, “I would love to go to your work thing with you.” A smile graced your lips. He fucking loved that smile. Loved seeing it bloom on your face when your eyes rolled to the back of your head, begging to take more of his cock.

“Alright,” he grabbed for his phone, pulling up the information from his calendar. Your phone dinged, no doubt zeke sending you over the event details. “It’s formal attire. Do you need to buy something to wear?” He glanced up lovingly from the screen at you for a mere second. “Fuck it, never mind that.” His eyes reconcentrated back onto the phone. Your phone dinged again, the familiar melody of the cashapp notification filling your ears.

“Let’s take you shopping, princess.” His legs swung over the side of the bed. A back completely full of endless scratches faced you while he stretched those long arms of his. His back muscles rippled as he did so, the sight making your stomach flutter with butterflies. 

“Wait!” You say desperately and propping yourself up on the bed. You didn't intend on opening your mouth, but now you had to commit to it.

Zeke side glanced at you, acknowledging your pathetic request.

“Let me suck you off one more time,” you said. You added, “before we go.” A husky chuckle escaped from zeke’s throat. “Such a slut for me.” “What a good girl, knowing just the way to make me hard.”

Porco and you meet each other at the business event, it’s an instant click. He’s employed by Zeke. Soon you're exchanging numbers with him.

These business parties became more frequent with Zeke. And every time, Porco was there. You two would sneak off to help yourself to drinks while Zeke was bombarded with potential buyers inquiring about his product.

Porco makes you laugh so much. Honestly, it’s probably the alcohol, but every joke he cracked earned a cute giggle from you. It only made him harder for you than he already was.

“I could go a lot longer than him, you know.” He whispers in your ear.

Sooner than later you’re texting Zeke that the alcohol was killing your stomach, and you just had to get out of there right away. 

Porco didn’t wait to stick his strong hands in your pants when you tumbled into the taxi.

“Gonna take you away from that old man’s dick, yeah baby? Give you this big cock like you deserve?”

You make it back to his large apartment, practically humping his clothed leg on the elevator ride.

By the time you’re inside his place, your panties are soaked and the black lace Zeke bought you is falling from your shoulders.

Porco throws you on the bed, not leaving you any time to remove your heels. 

He climbs over you and just starts completely obliterating you with open mouthed kisses across your collarbone.

You don't fail to notice the mirror above Porco’s large bed, seeing the way he straddles over your small body.

Porco sits up from his position on the end of the bed and grabs for your ankles, yanking you closer to him. Just as he hums into your folds, a buzzing emerges from your purse in the middle of the living room.

“Shit,” you say, recognizing the pattern as Zeke’s contact. “It’s Zeke,” you groan.

“Answer the phone, pretty girl.” Porco says with a devilish smirk.

“Wha-?!” Your face fills with terror.

“I said answer the phone.” Porco grows stricter in tone.

“O-ok” your hands shake as you make your way across the floor to where your purse was.” As you accept the call, Porco motions you back to the bed.

You nod, doing as he says.

“Hey princess,” Zeke says with a smile on the end of the phone.

“Hi,” you say shakily. Porco gives you a menacing look.

“Not feeling good?” Zeke refers to your text. 

You let out a shy “Nuh-uh” in response.

“I’m sorry baby,” Zeke says, “I can pick you up so you can spend the night with me in case you feel any worse.”

“No!-“ You say startled, “I mean, no, my girlfriends have me all bundled up back at my apartment.”

Silence from Zeke.

“Oh, well, that’s too bad.” He adds, “I wanted to make you feel a little better than they could tonight.”

You look at Porco, a little intimidated by his intense stare on you. He can hear Zeke’s toying with you from the other end of the phone. He nods, urging you to play along.

You giggle softly, a bad attempt at sounding sicker than usual.

“Really? How so?” Porco slides down the edge of the bed, focused on your legs.

Zeke clears his throat, obviously getting off at the anticipation of phone sex.

Some shuffling is heard on the other end of the phone before Zeke says, “You know, maybe cook you some food. That layered strawberry cake you like yeah?”

You hum in satisfaction, but quickly noticed how your approval angered Porco.

He aggressively pushes your legs apart, eyeing your wetness.

“Use that icing on you.” Zeke says, “Make you filthy when I run it over that pretty body of yours. I’d fucking lick it off you because you taste so good.”

Porco starts to kitten lick between your folds, earning a whimper from you.

You imagine Zeke piping the vanilla icing onto your torso as he pushes himself into you, smearing it across your breasts and stomach with his rough hands.

The pressure between your legs rises as the licks grow longer and rougher across your clit. Porco suckles on that bundle of nerves, and you can’t help but cry out a moan.

The sounds from Zeke’s side of the phone indicate he’s jerking off vigorously at this point. “Say my name, kitten.”

You look wildly down at Porco, who stops his motions to shake his head at you. No way he’d let you moan another man’s name on his own bed.

“Daddy,,” you drawl out. You earn approval from Porco, who resumes lapping at your pussy.

Porco taps your thigh, indicating to you that it was time to hang up on Zeke, who hadn’t cum yet. 

“Oh gosh, Zeke baby” you start, “One of the girls is coming in i have to go-“

“Wait, y/n-“ but you didn't let him finish. You sigh with relief knowing you can fully indulge in Porco now. He grips your thighs roughly, leaving bruises to be discovered tomorrow.

“What’s Zeke doing now, huh?” “Pumping his weak cock thinking about this tight little pussy of yours?” “I wonder what he’d think if he knew your pussy was taking my tongue so well right now. Acting like such a whore for somebody else.”

Porco pulls himself off of your sweaty body, panting and licking up your wetness. 

His eyes are dead set on you, and you felt small under his glare. His hands grab under your arms, quickly flipping your positions. “Bounce on me for it,” he growls.

You nod eagerly, situating yourself above him. Your face reddens as you align your entrance up to him, nervous about his judgement. 

Porco softens, noticing your hesitance, “It’s okay baby girl,” His warm hands caress the side of your cheek, thumb grazing your plump lips, “You’re doing really good,” Porco looks earnestly up at you, flashing you a soft grin. You press into his hold on you, strands of hair covering your forehead that tangled around Porco’s fingers.

You finally push yourself down on Porco’s length, his large girth stretching you full. Porco moans at the new feeling, and you can’t help but whimper at the burning pleasure. Your hands roam around Porco’s strong torso, feeling down his thick abs and rubbing circles into his sides. A low groan emits from his chest, and you admire his expressions from above.

You begin moving along his hard length, his tip hitting just the right spot each time. Keeping a slow pace, you tease Porco a little longer, but he’s quick to bark at you to go faster. You let out a playful giggle, “Okay, you’re the boss.” “Doing so good putting Zeke in his place, hm?”

Porco groans at your words, and you swore he was growing larger inside of you at the thought of demoting his Zeke.

Your movements quicken and Porco continues to let out strings of curses.

“Yeah ride my cock baby, just like that. Just like you do for Zeke.”

The thought of another man puts butterflies in your stomach, and you feel yourself falter. 

Porco doesn’t miss a beat, however. He quickly thrusts up into you, earning a gasp from your mouth. His hands fly to your sides, balancing you while he does all the work. You whimper at his rapid pace, nearing your climax.

“Porco,” you moan, “I-ah, g’nna cum.”

“Ok, baby,” he says in between thrusts, “Cum then.” 

That was all you needed to hear before spilling your release over Porco.

He continued to milk you out, eventually finishing not too long after. He lets you fall on top of his frame, palms rubbing circles into your and easing you from your high.

“Good job, y/n.” You lift your head up to look at Porco’s face. He smiles back at you tenderly. “Alright let’s clean you up.” 

He settles you on the bed next to his side and slides off the bed to grab a clean towel from the linen closet and discard the condom in the trash. You watch his muscle-y body move across the apartment floors, his clear focus on grabbing the right things for you. 

He comes back with an iced water and starts cleaning up your thighs. 

“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” you smile, “I can do it myself.”

He looks up at you, eyebrows screwed up in confusion, “What? No, I’m doing it.” He continues his work at cleaning you off. 

“..oh, ok.” You say shyly, butterflies in your stomach from his actions. 

“Does he not do this for you?” Porco asks, not looking up from fixing up the sheets below you.

You replied slowly, “No, not really.”

Porco sighed, “He’s such a selfish dick.”

You laugh at Porco’s attitude. But now that you think about it, Zeke was always thinking about himself. The thought passed as soon as it came, and you did consider the fact that he was paying you.

Porco nestled himself on the side of you after he was done, grunting a little from his tired state. His big arms hugged around your smaller body as he pulled you in close.

“Porco?” You called.

“Hm?”

“Thank you,” you muffled into his chest.

Porco blushed at your comment, but simply toughed it over and patted your ruffled hair, “Mhm”.

A few pings were heard from your cell phone as you drifted into sleep, no doubt from Zeke, and each time Porco pulled you in tighter. A smile curled crept onto your lips, “It’s not like I’m gonna leave, Pokko,” you giggled.

“Good,” he said, “I wasn’t planning on letting you anyways.”

[trashytoastboi]

Heyooo!!! May I request headcanons of kid, Zoro, Law and Sabo with a fem! S/O that has cursed flower in her right eye? When she was a teenager, a flower grows out her eye in middle in midnight. Of course she wakes up of that and it hurts. Now she's adult sometimes still hurts. While past years of searching she only found out it was cursed. She has tried out to pull it out, even if in a very painfully way. She can sword fight. What couple years ago... Before she met the boys (seperately) she was killed in Battlefield and lose her arm... But before she dies suddenly the flower grows bigger and BIGGER and turns black and for her it really hurts. Then her body goes suddenly through the flower. Her arm is regenerate (in other words, her arm is grown back.) She's all under blood. Yeah it's kinda dark. (It's from a game but with few changes in my request.) But sometimes she feel like that the flower won't allow her to die. Like the flower live. And for some reason the feeling she feels is bad. And the flower gives her superhuman skills and expert swordman ship. So yeah. That was my request.

Heyya!🍀 Hope you are doing well and I'm terribly sorry for the long wait on this, I hope I did your request justice and hope you enjoy~

(Female pronouns)

Headcanons: Kid, Zoro, Law, Sabo x F! S/O who has a cursed flower in her right eye

Eustass Kid

🛠Kid never understood the idea of {Name's] curse, but could understand for her own reasons she had a desire to keep her eye hidden. When asked if whether by injury, or fashion choice, {Name} had simply replied with the answer “Its cursed”

🛠{Name} has tried to explain it in a very simple way, so that Kid could follow and understand the meaning, describing the events that happened when she was a child to be inexplicable. One minute she was asleep, the next she was writhing in an unbearable pain with something sprouting out of her eye.

🛠Kid never really believed in curses and the like so when he first heard it, he was a bit sceptical. Finding it something along the lines of unbelievable, until he witnessed first hand the results of that cursed flower.

🛠Though sometimes his words might be translated as abrasive, he feels extreme concern especially when {Name} complains about feeling pain in her eye, knowing the result may not always be positive.

🛠In quite a few ways Kid still has some confusion as to how exactly her cursed flower is actually bad, considering that it has given her immense, superhuman strength, healing capabilities and even amazing swordsmanship that could even rival Mihawk's.

🛠Kid's confusion is answered when he watches {Name} surviving the most trying of situations, almost as if she were immortal which only serves to drive more fear into her heart. Out of the belief that the flower will not let her die.

🛠One of the most frightening things that has truly shaken Kid was the time he had witnessed his partner attempting to pull the cursed flower from her eye, out of fear and worry. Just wanting to be rid of the curse when it only sought to cause more damage than good.

Roronoa Zoro

⚔ Zoro was instantly captured by the sight of {Name}, but mostly by her swordsmanship which presented quite an interesting challenge. Which Zoro was looking forward to testing.

⚔When Zoro first found out about {Name's} cursed flower he was surprised, but not shocked considering all the things he had already seen and experienced in the Grandline thus far. A cursed flower sprouting from someone's eye was not as surprising to him as it would have been to a regular individual.

⚔Although Zoro always drops everything whenever he sees {Name} in pain. Mostly coming from the source of all of her troubles. Zoro sometimes grows frustrated since he does not know how to help.

⚔It was always difficult for Zoro to truly see it as a curse when he saw everything that came with it, honestly just believing that it might have been the fair exchange for strength. Which was often annoying for {Name} when Zoro tried to convince her otherwise (Please don't hate the poor Marimo he is just trying to make the best of a bad situation)

⚔When {Name} finally explained the source of her concerns in the form of an old story, explaining to Zoro when she had nearly died, and even had lost her arm...the flower sprouted bigger and bigger until it had bloomed. Her body regrew it's missing limbs and repaired the damage... not for the sake of her life, but for the preservation of the flower. It was then she had realized, it refused to let her die.

⚔When {Name} had finally had enough she asked Zoro to help her pull it out, which he refused. Noting back to a time he had seen her try before and the damage it had done. Zoro reassured {Name} that he would try find an alternative way to get rid of the flower.

Trafalgar Law

🍄Always starts with fascination and a touch of curiosity, which was the impression {Name} had left on Law, it kept him guessing and wanting to know more. With the sneaking suspicion that {Name} was hiding something of great interest.

🍄When Law found out about the cursed flower he took a very scholarly interest in it, almost as if it was something he could discover and learn about as a doctor. Law spent hours, maybe even days looking at it, studying the so called cursed flower for any hint of what exactly it was and where it came from.

🍄Both as a doctor and as her partner, Law always tried his hardest to comfort her when [Name] would feel that horrible pain grow in her eye, caused by the flower. Especially when he noticed how anxious she would be thinking the pain might cause something.

🍄Despite it being a curse, Law still found the aspect such as the healing to be absolutely fascinating and proposed the idea of attempting to kill the flower while keeping those healing properties for his partner, as well as the considerably good things that came from the curse.

🍄Law saw it first hand, the reasoning behind {Name's} worry, especially when she stated the flower would never let her die, no matter the price or the toll it imposes on her body.

🍄Law constantly tries to find ways to help {Name} and attempting to find the safest way to remove the flower, since he had attempted to use his Room abilities, only for the flower to grow back no matter how many times he had cut it off.

Sabo

🎩Sabo always attempts to lighten the mood with a little light hearted banter, maybe a kiss or two, and other sweet gestures. Although a gesture he has never even attempted was giving {Name} a flower, thinking that it might do a tad more harm than good.

🎩Was a bit hesitant to ask {Name} about the reason why she keeps her right eye hidden, considering the possibility that like him, she was hiding a scar that came with an unpleasant memory she didn't want to resurface. Upon the discovery that it was not a scar, but she had in fact hidden what {Name} described as a cursed flower. Sabo was completely surprised.

🎩{Name} was often caught off guard by a sudden and sharp pain that would originate from her right eye sometimes rendering her a little bit incapacitated from the sheer amount of pain. Whenever Sabo saw it he could only comfort her, seeing as the doctors and medication could never offer any help or relief from the pain.

🎩One of the most notable traits about {Name} was her amazing talent for swordsmanship and her strength surpassing that of most normal people, which did give {Name} a bit of confidence but also some worry because she said when it came to the curse, there was a price to everything.

🎩Sabo agreed with {Name's} conclusion of the flower, it did appear to be parasitic and protective of her as a 'host' which could explain why she was given the swordsmanship and strength as well as the impossible healing. All but a means to an end, to protect the host for the parasite.

🎩Sabo still finds his partner constantly trying to find creative and new ways to get rid of the flower. Trying everything from medicine to weed killers, to trying to pull it out herself.