#ride 794

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 794: The culmination race

Pag 1

1: “There are people who you don't meet often, but when you do meet them you get along really well”

2: I heard that from a classmate a long time ago

And I thought “there's no way that there are people like that”

4: There's some strange people

5: It's funny, if they asked me now

Pag 2

1: I'd answer “of course there are”!!

Pag 3

1: “One of them lives in Chiba”, I'd say!!

2: One day, that guy was collapsed on Hakone and I helped him

3: Unexpectedly, he also rode a bike

4: We met again at CSP

5: Like me

6: he's a climber

Pag 4

1: We rarely meet

but when we do meet

2: We laugh

Pag 5

1: at the same silly things

2: Sakamichi-kun!! It's you!!

Pag 6

1: They passed the 1km left point!!

Manami and Mountain King!

Just a few minutes until they reach the mountain line!!

Soon!

Goo Hakogaku!!

Take it, Chiba!!

Pag 7

1: They're still neck and neck!!

Amazing, neither of them is yielding!!

It's a race of willpower!!

2: Until the mountain line

3: 800m left!!

4: My hands

5: are becoming numb

6: But I'll keep doing my best!!

Pag 8

2: Wh-wh-what do I do

My heart is pounding in my chest....

3: They're arriving!!

Huh!? They're arriving!? Wait, my heart isn't ready

Not yet

Not yet!? Not yet!!

4: Why am I so nervous....

Even though I'm not the one running

Pag 9

1: Even though the one who's running and having a hard time is Sangaku...

2: I'll drink this lemon tea the old lady at the ryokan gave me, and I'll calm down

3: Ohh, you're going to cheer at the Inter High?

Oh, and you come from Kanagawa!?

Yes, well

That's amazing

4: It's delicious

5: But

6: I'm stuck on one thing

7: Was it really a good thing that I came here to cheer?

Pag 10

1: One month ago

2: Kanagawa Prefecture, Hakone Academy

3: Ah

4: Class rep

5: Huh? From above!?

Huh, where is this voice coming from!?

The boys' toilets

Ah!?

Pag 11

1: Wait a moment, there's something I wanna ask you

Toi... ah!?

2: Huh!? Wait!? What!? Directly!?

Use the inside stairs... be caref....

2: Hop

Okay I get it, I get it, I'll come there

4: You know the other day... while I was running... a butterfly was flying,. And then I thought “oh, it's gone?”

And then when I went home and took off my jersey, it came out of it fluttering

What- you just came down the second floor so smoothly and started making conversation!!

Pag 12

1: Am I not amazing like a magician!?

Boys are strong...

Ah, yes yes, that's true

2: Is that all you wanted to tell me? I've been asked to go to the audiovisual room to bring these documents

3: Are you coming to the Inter High?

5: Huh

6: “Something he wanted to ask”

This year

Ah

7: “Inter High”

Pag 13

1: You came to the Inter High every year

I didn't know you liked road racing so much, Class rep

I...

2: I always thought

You even passed me a drink on the mountain last year

I thought

3: After last year's Inter High ended

4: I kept thinking about it even on the train home

5: that it was because I went to see him that Sangaku...

6: lost

Pag 14

1: I know it's unrelated... but, at the same place, screaming the same words

This year it'll be in Kyushu thought, so it's far...

2: It's small, it's a small thing, but if it gets in Sangaku's way

Hakogaku is going by plane, so it's easy

3: If he was even just a little distracted because of me and that made a small difference

(Win, Sangaku!!

Win, Sangaku!!)

4: Then I think it's better if I don't go this year

6: Because I want him to win

Pag 15

1: Ah, as expected Kyushu is too over-budget

That's not... ah... uhm

2: …. yeah, sorry

3: Well, I'll tell you the highlights

There'll be a camera, so you can watch videos

4: Watch it

The first day's mountain

“The first day's... mountain”

5: I think Sakamichi-kun will probably there too

“Sakamichi-kun”... the guy with the round glasses

6: We'll probably fight there

I think

Pag 16

1: It will be the culmination race of these three years

2: “Culmination”!!

3: “Of these three years”...!!

4: Such heavy words... this is Sangaku being serious

Culmination....!?

Pag 17

1: We have to fulfill our promise, so I'm sure Sakamichi-kun will come

2: “Sakamichi-kun”... they must be... close friends....

3: I think it'll probably end up being our best race

4: A... are you close friends!? You.. you and that Sakamichi-kun!?

5: Hahaha

Well, I guess

6: Even though we only contact each other two or three times a year

And that's being close friends!?

7: I lost against him during our first year... Hakogaku ended up losing, so I resented him

But I was blaming the wrong thing, because after all it was because of my lack of ability, wasn't it?

8: Now we often talk after races

Is... that so

9: But why don't you send more texts to each other? Is- is he really a close friend!?

Of course!!

Pag 18

1: After all we both “like hills”

Pag 19

2: Come see me if you can save money

Ye... yeah

3: Sangaku's smiling face that day was incredibly persuasive

I really wanted to see you race

4: So I came

to Kyushu!!

5: But

7: I really don't want to move forward, after all

It's enough if I can just see him a little... from behind here

Pag 20

1: What are you doing

2: Hyaa I'm sorry!!

I'm sorry for not paying attention to who was behind me! I'll just lean down a little!

Why don't you move forward?

3: Huh

4: Isn't he

5: a close friend of yours, and you used to always listen to his nonsense?

To... Toudou-san!!

[byeuijoo]

jealousy, jealousy 𐀔 myung jaehyun

genre : fluff, a little bit of angst if you squint ⋆ warnings : jealousy, kissing? ⋆ word count : 794

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it was an afternoon like any other, hanging out with friends of yours, luring your boyfriend along for the ride. jaehyun's hand almost never left yours — but the drive home seemed much quieter than expected.

while trying to get some kind of reaction from him, you thought about everything you'd done today that could have lowered his mood. after joining the boys at the amusement park, you all spent the day having fun and running around to ride as many rides as possible. maybe it was because you hadn't shared your cotton candy with him? or because you didn't let him ride the ferris wheel at the end of the day? no, it all seemed far too trivial to make him sulk like that.

as you unlocked the door to your apartment, discarding your shoes and coat, you watched him out of the corner of your eye : he instantly moved to the sofa, scrolling through his cell phone without saying a word. a long sigh left your lips as you walked around the sofa to face him, and even if you wanted to slip into his arms, you felt it wasn't the right time for physical contact. turning on the television to take your mind off the whole thing, you let a sigh leave your lips, glancing repeatedly at your boyfriend.

his face, which was usually so luminous, seemed to be extinguished, as if a rain cloud were hovering over his head. where was his big smile hiding? biting your lip, thinking of some way to change his mood, you grabbed your phone,

then suddenly you realized.

was it because you'd done a whole attraction with dongmin instead of him, and because you'd been a tad clingy with each other? wasn't he just jealous?

it made sense, and would even be extremely likely. despite jaehyun's expressive face, you knew he didn't like to talk about this kind of topics because he found his reactions simply ridiculous. while you thought it was kind of cute.

so without thinking any further, you infiltrated his personal space, grabbing his phone ( which you lock and place further back on the sofa ) before coming to sit on jaehyun's laps, his questioning face raised towards yours. before he could object and stop you from doing anything, you leaned over to place a kiss on his cheek, before sliding your hands on his baby cheeks.

looking him straight in the eyes, you end up pulling up the corners of his mouth with your forefingers, drawing a slight smile on his face. « jealousy doesn’t suit you, » you say softly, causing a sigh to escape his lips, before you continue, « i like to see you smile more. »

with a keen eye, you could see the tips of his ears gently reddening. his hands finally moved and slid over your hips, putting pressure on your lower back to draw you against him. his face camouflaged itself in your neck, against which he placed a trail of kisses while murmuring a nonsensical apology. « don't apologize, you've done nothing wrong. » you reassured him, slipping your hand under his sweater to gently caress the skin of his hip in a comforting gesture.

a long sigh left jaehyun's mouth once more, and he nodded slightly, tightening his arms around you as if to prevent you from pulling away. « it's just.. you know.. » he began to explain, his voice settling on your skin in a muffled sigh, « seeing him so close to you made me jealous. »

« if it makes you feel any better, i too am sometimes jealous when i see someone a little too close to you, jaehyun. » you confessed, making him move slightly away from you, his eyes lost in yours for long seconds. then you placed a soft and warm kiss on the tip of his pretty nose, while slipping your arms around his neck, offering him the warmest of your smiles.

« i love only you, » you whispered between two stolen kisses, pecking at his lips under his watchful gaze, which seemed to see nothing but you, « myung jaehyun, i only love you. » you repeated, making the new kiss last a little longer.

his heart seemed soothed and reassured by your words — because he suddenly seemed so much more sure of himself than five seconds ago. closing his eyes to enjoy your exchange more fully, jaehyun's hand slipped into the back of your neck to hold your face in place, which drew a smile from you against his lips. but that didn't stop him from kissing you harder, more passionately, again and again, while murmuring some almost inaudible i love yous against your pretty mouth.

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[flw3rrr]

A little love on the side

Paring: Billy the kid x Fem!reader

18+ NSFW MDNI

warnings: alcohol usage, swearing, secret lovers, Talks about marriage and having a family (it doesn’t though) Smut, PnV (wrap it up guys) praise talking, Just full on soft smut. no description of reader

(this is my late valentines to y’all its a short one sorry😭💖)

word count: 794

Summary: Billy hasn't seen you in a while—almost a month—so he visits you to make up for it. having a nice drink on the side, leading him to show you how much he truly loves you.

The sun was slowly setting as you cleaned up your mess in the kitchen. having an hour of baking just for fun and for the kind old lady that lived nearby. Alice was her name; she was a widow after her husband died from tuberculosis. have given it to her; this gave you time to just relax and focus on yourself, perhaps getting a nice bath. As you finish cleaning up you look out the window and see a Silhouette of a man riding a horse towards your house.

walking out the front door to get a closer look, waiting for the person to get closer, you inspect it was Billy, your long lover, and in secret. stepping down from the wooden steps to walk to him as he got off his horse, embracing him in a deep, warm hug, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly as your arms wrapped around his neck, afraid to let go in case he faded away. You feel him place his face into the crook of your neck to take in your scent and feel your soft skin.

"Billy, is it really you?" You whispered still. not willing to let him go. getting the courage to look at his face. He was still was the most handsome man you've ever met. He just smiled softly before leaving a small peck on your forehead. "Don't worry, it's me. I'm here to make up for being gone for half of this month." He spoke softly. Smiling back up to him, you crash your lips onto his, placing your hand on his cheek before pulling back. "Good. We can have a drink.. to cool you down from your ride."

"I think I'd like to have another ride, if you know what I mean, but I'll take your offer." Gasping at his words, you playfully slapped his arm before taking his hand to lead him into the kitchen. handing him a bottle of beer; it was the only thing you had at the moment, needing to head to the stores. Taking a sip after him and catching up. "So, Billy, did you ever think about me?"

Giving you a bewitching smile, he takes your face into his hands. "Of course, I thought about you every day, even when I needed to feel you squeezing me." Feeling something awaken between you both, slowly inching toward one another, feeling his breath on your face. "Really?" you ask, teasing him with a playful voice. Billy hums before closing the gap between you, both his lips slamming against yours. Hands roaming around your body, seemingly trying to feel you anywhere.

Billy's lips move down, kissing your jaw line, then to your neck, letting out a sigh as he left marks. You feel yourself becoming damp as the seconds pass. "Billy please.." You let out a tiny huff. "It has been too long since I've had you. Do you know how hard it was for me when you weren't here to please me?" You whine Taking his hand and placing it on your clothed breast. "I guess I should fix that, huh?" lifting you up onto the table and bunching your skirt up before your legs wrap around his waist.

Wasting no time, he began to unbuckle his belt, throwing it onto the ground with a clunk. Seeing the tip of his throbbing dick with pre-cum, he moved closer to you before kissing you once more while slowly sliding into you. "Fuck.." You cried out, feeling him as he slowly began to thrust into you. "God, I love how you're always so tight for me." His hand moves onto your breast, squeezing it.

"I can't tell you how many times I've imagined making you my pretty wife and startin' a family." Thrusting into you more quickly, the buildup of your orgasm approaching more by the second. "Here as well. God, I want to have a family with you badly." You cry out, grinding your hips against his as he thrusts.

"We can say this is our practice, then, huh?" smirking as his thrusts began to grow sloppier by the second. Throwing your head back as you stutter your words as you cum. "Yeah. Just like that, you're doin' so good for me." Billy moans as he cumes, feeling the warm load fill you up slowly leaking out. Both out of breath and staying still, you start to giggle and look into his eyes. "If that's a practice, I say we should continue it in the bedroom... to be really proper." Biting your lip as you brush his hair out of his eyes. "Well, you don't have to be proper. I'll take you anywhere if I want... even if it means someone catches us." 

[lillian-gallows]

Kinktober Day 8: Breeding with Simon "Ghost" Riley

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x Fem!Reader Word Count: 794 Warnings: Breeding kink, P in V sex, Unprotected sex (Wrap it before you tap it, unless the goal is to get gregnent that is), Dirty talk, Lil bit of Cock Warming, Probably badly written British slang (is that a warning?). Kinktober Master(sub)list.

Minors DNI

Your whole body ached. It ached in the way that it does when you’ve gone for a really good hike, the kind that leaves muscles twitching from use, and your veins buzzing from the endorphins.

The main difference being it wasn’t a hike that left you like this.

No, it was the man currently behind you, pounding you face first into the mattress, gearing up to fill you with his third load of cum that day alone.

See, you and Simon had made the decision that you were ready to start trying for a baby. And then promptly decided that the best way to go about that, was to fuck as many times a day, in as many positions as possible, and in as many locations in your home as you can find.

It was currently 10 in the morning and you both had just finished breakfast, which was the followed by a good morning fuck on the counter, then some coffee on the couch had led to you riding him with the weather forecast playing in the background, and then when you both went to get dressed for the day, well, why not take yet another opportunity?

It’s been like this for two weeks now, and you both were far from bored of it. Spending whole days drunk on each other’s bodies, and still craving more, it was amazing.

It helped that Simon, being the wonderful man he is, always made sure you came.

Every. Single. Time.

That’s how you’ve found yourself here and now. Face down, ass up, with the thick cock of your British operator filling you over and over, tip kissing your cervix on every thrust, hands gripping your hips so tight you were sure it would leave a mark, not that you minded, you loved when he marked you up.

“Bloody hell…Still so wet from before…” He rasped as he gave particularly hard thrust, shoving you harder into the sheets and yanking a cry from your kiss swollen lips. “Such pretty noises…So loud for me…Think the neighbors can hear how good I’m fucking you? Hear how many times I’ve filled you up?”

His filthy words sent the most delicious buzzing through your body, he was only ever this talkative when he was fucking you, it’s like he’s always saving all his words for when he’s balls deep so he can say the dirtiest things he can think of.

“If-fuck…” You started but cut off with a gasp. “If they don’t know now…Ngh…They will soon…Shit, Simon…” You managed, knuckles white with how tightly you were gripping the sheets, hips shoving back against him to meet his with every movement.

The room was filled with wet noises, skin meeting skin, and ragged breathing, well, your ragged breathing that is. Simon has stamina for days; you don’t think you’ve ever heard him so much as pant.

“Hmm.” He purred as he leaned over you, pressing his chest to yours, and pressing his cock even deeper. “Love the way you say my name, but I’d rather hear you scream it.” He growled into your ear before his pace picked up, slamming home over and over.

And scream you did. His name, curses, incoherent babbling more than both of those.

You hadn’t even realized that your orgasm had been building till it came crashing over you. Every muscle buzzed and locked at the same time, your vision went white, and you could swear you passed out for a second, but through the whole thing Simon never stopped, not till you felt his cum flood into you, so hot it felt almost scalding with how sensitive your poor abused pussy was.

Rather than pull out right away, Simon turned you both on your sides and pulled you as close as possible. “You still with me, Love?” He rasped into your hair as gentle hands drifted up and down your side.

“Hmm?” You hummed as reality reached your brain once more. “Mmhmm.” You managed, wiggling back into him, and then promptly letting out a shocked gasp when you discovered he was still inside you. “Si, what the fuck…?” You grumbled quietly.

“What? Gotta keep it in, so it takes.” He answered, sounding smug as his hand came to rest on your belly. “I think this was the one.” Now he just sounded soft, and you adored hearing your big tough scary man, sound so sweet.

You let out another happy hum. “I think so too…” You said before a slow smirk spread over your face. “Doesn’t mean we can’t be 100% totally sure though, right?” You said before taking his wrist and guiding his hand down between your thighs.

Time to add another new position to the list.

[in-kaeya-we-thrust]

Yowamushi Pedal Ride 794: The Culmination Race

Original translation by @ywpd-translations

[makouuki]

bro ohmygdo i LOCKED tf in as soon i saw the panel from ch 794

[mastermindmiko]

Drunk (Prologue)

Pairing: George Weasley + OC

Word count: 794

Warnings: Slapping, let me know if there's anything else

an: as promised, and as chosen by the poll, this is the George Weasley fic. this is just the prologue, so there's many more chapters to come.

My masterlist

Part two

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Requests are open

The Lore family was one of the most prejudiced pureblood families in the entire wizarding world. The entire family were Slytherins and Juliette Lore, the youngest of the family, was one as well.

She couldn’t help but notice how surprised her parents were when she told them the news, but she assumed that they were proud. Shocked of course, she could see the way her father’s eyes nearly went out of their sockets at the news, but pleased, or at least she hoped so.

The Lore family consisted of 4 people; the father, Henry Lore, the mother, Christina Lore and the eldest child, Tristan Lore and Juliette.

Henry Lore had dark black hair and looked nothing like his age, he was almost Fifty, but he didn’t look a day over thirty two. He worked at the ministry alongside Lucius Malfoy; and he forced his family to eat dinner with the Malfoys every Friday in the summer.

He expected only the best from everyone around him, he could not handle chaos or change, and he could sometimes be the cruellest person in the world, at least in Juliette’s opinion.

Christina Lore was a brunette with highlights. Highlights that she swore to everyone that they were real and with her since birth. Juliette knew that her mother was lying since every month she would hear her mother make appointments on the phone to touch them up.

Christina, unlike Henry, looked exactly her age and maybe even a little bit older. She is forty five years old and is best friends with Narcissa Malfoy, a forced relationship after multiple dinners. Some people (meaning Juliette) would say that she and Narcissa should switch names because as she always says ‘if anyone is the true narcissist it’s my mother.’

Tristan Lore was two years older than Juliette and a seventh year. He was the preferred child as he would say and as most people would say, and as his parents made it clear every night at dinner. He was one of the prefects, but had lost in gaining the title of head boy. He was charismatic and had dark hair and blue eyes that seemed to make every female fall to her knees at the sight of him.

Juliette Lore was born in 1980, and a fifth year prefect. She had brown hair, a shade that’s unlike any of her other family members and had hazel eyes. She was a snarky, quick witted teenager and was the complete opposite of her entire family.

She’s the disappointment.

Juliette Lore was adopted and even though she knew that fact her parents refused to tell her who her real parents were. She doubted that they even wanted to tell her that she was adopted, considering that she found out the news like this;

Juliette had sat on the train of her ride back home from third year with the Weasley twins and Lee Jordan. She wanted to talk about quidditch considering how obsessed she is with the sport but was not allowed to play. Her mother had told her that it was unlady-like, and even though she was not convinced; she wasn’t going to go against her mother’s wishes.

At first the Gryffindors were hesitant to talk with the girl considering her family and her house, but after a few mere moments spent with her, they realised that she was unlike anyone from her house, and to them, that was a good thing.

After the most fun train ride she ever had, her parents seeing who she was exiting the train with, they became furious. Her mother was far less composed than her father. While she could see her mother’s fist clenching and her nostrils flaring, the only hint of anger she could see off her father was from his eyes.

Fred and George had bid her farewell with a kiss from each of them on each of her cheeks and started calling her Snidget. As the snitch was invented from a reference of the Snidget bird.

When Juliette returned to the mansion she was immediately greeted with a slap on her right cheek from her mother, and several insults from her father. Her father kept muttering about how they never should’ve taken her in and then out of frustration they accidentally told her that she was adopted.

She had after a year questioned them about her parents and they refused to say a word and only told her their blood. Which was pure; that fact helped her with nothing as she already knew that Henry and Christina Lore would have never taken a non pure-blood. However, in some way, not being her parent’s child made her relieved.

[elliemarchetti]

Of Handmade Gifts, Soft Wishes and Prophetic Dreams

My entry for @wintercourtweek's day 5 prompt (gifts, wishes and winter dreams)

Part 1

Words: 794

Plot: For your second day of stay at the Ice Palace, we would like to invite all our guests to take part, after a hearty lunch and the custom exchange of gifts, in one of our most beloved traditions, the Lantern Festival on the shores of lake Ylìr. To fully enter into the spirit of the event, we recommend claiming one of our renowned steeds from the stables, where the ostlers will be happy to advise you on the best of your needs and skill level. For those who find riding beneath their rank, we will provide a carriage upon request.

The air was filled with the scent of spices and burning wood, a heady blend of oak, pine and cedar made to cloud their judgment and hide the metallic stench of blood coming from the uncooked game waiting to be roasted. Everyone was drinking, the practice mainly aimed to warm their bodies and souls, but some outsiders didn’t seem to need it, ready to jump at each other’s throats, or in each other’s pants, despite the apparently armless activity they just busied themselves with.

Taking even himself by surprise, once the mass of most eager and hopeful participants had dispersed, Eris had scribbled something on the piece of parchment tied to one of the colourful lanterns, and holding his mother’s arm, who had approached him silently but with a smile speaking volume on her face, he had watched it disappear, headed towards a place where humidity would’ve smeared the ink and erased all traces of his weak heart.

When he had peeled his gaze off the brightly lit firmament, ready to wish his mother goodnight before she could return to her chambers with his father and brothers, Eris had encountered an a pair of intrigued yet icy eyes, whose owner had now joined the other females in their dance under the crackling lanterns in a rare burst of carefreeness, the nine-foot-tall statue of the Mother watching over her with a good-natured gaze, as if enjoying the delight the celebrations brought to her favourite daughter. For the occasion, Nesta had ditched her usual crown braid in favour of an evergreen wreath, an entwine of yew, holly, and mistletoe a noble youngling she had entertained the previous night with tales of glorious battles and moonlit masquerades had gifted her. Despite the festive atmosphere, there were quite a few people peeking furtively, some in apprehension, some in disdain or even fear, at her hair of burnished gold, loose on her naked shoulders and adorned with dozen bells jingling with her every movement. She seemed unbothered, the sound of her laughter lost among the lively rhythm of the percussion and the exuberant notes of the accordion, the prove of its existence painted on her plump lips stained of berry juice. Her velvet dress, whose design belonged to no Court in particular, twirled around her slim ankles every time she was dragged into a pirouette by one of her companions, the young warriors all so different from each other and yet united in reclaiming the space they deserved in a world that didn’t seem to want them on its soil. The youngest, a typical Autumn beauty, moved with a grace unnatural even among that group of excellences, the river nymph blood soaring in her veins in tune with the music as she lifted her freckles arms. Bejewelled golden ivy climbed her fair skin, leaving her barely visible curves intact, lean body hidden beneath a tunic made of a yarn at the same time warm and almost impalpable. She was the portrait of innocence, worthy of a painting posterity would look at with admiration and a hint of envy, a thought even the Shadowsinger, who observed the scene keeping a safe distance from the rest of the guests, seemed to share.

“Curious ensemble, don’t you think?” commented a silken voice on his right, so different from how he remembered it and yet not so dissimilar to his own. Eris didn’t need to turn to know it was precisely him that Lucien was addressing, nor to guess what his goals were, although it wasn’t exactly wise to showcase their rekindled brotherly bond in front of so many people after his abrupt departure from the only Court who agreed to be his ally in Beron’s deposition.

“Not as much as the one you arrived with,” Eris replied, never taking his gaze off the eldest Archeron, whom was about to be approached by a not so determined, yet drunk on the words of encouragement Tamlin had whispered in her ear for the good part of an hour, Elain. His brother’s mate had put on a little weight since the last time he had seen her in Hewn City, and where once he had glimpsed hollow cheeks there was now firm and rosy skin, and her hazel eyes didn’t scan the crowd with fear and a vague disgust oozing on her soft features, but with eagerness to partake in the celebrations. He could only hope that one day it would happen to Nesta too, once her sister's prophetic vision had come true.

“Not the strangest one I’ve been associated with,” retorted Lucien, who in turn was studying the reconciliation taking place in the heart of the party, ready to intervene if things went awry. Judging by the hugs exchanged, it didn’t seem the case.

[nehswritesstuffs]

HEART PIRATES WEEK 2024 - Part 9 of 9

I told myself last year that I was going to participate in Heart Pirates Week this year, and by thunder I'm going to participate in Heart Pirates Week!

Day Nine: Law - Tattoos and/or Fantasy AU

794 words; this also might become something else later; I wonder how many of us Same Brained this prompt bc it’s, like, perfect (I did not look at what others did to spoil myself); warnings for this one is basically just mild language

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“Room.”

Law closed his eyes as he felt magic course through him, making his hair stand on-end. Once opened, he saw that his opponents were pissing their breeches, knowing that they messed up. So much for what looked like an easy target—a lone man on a deserted forest road—if only they noticed the magic sigils inked onto his body earlier…

“This is your last chance,” he smirked. “Now what’s it gonna be?”

“Tch; I can’t have some prissy pretty-boy get the better of me,” the bandit leader growled. He was trying to keep a brave face, even though none of his men were even close to bothering. From the looks of their own bags, whomever were their first targets of the day were too soft and useless and rich for him to be no less than the month’s biggest regret. “Any last words before we kill you?”

Ha; wasn’t even convincing.

“Shambles.”

Law’s tattoos glowed blue and chaos broke free. A twitch of his fingers and his opponents were tossed about in wee bits, screaming obscenities as they realized they were all still alive.

“Now!” Penguin shouted, just out of sight. The Heart Bandits all popped into view, grabbing the others’ things and running off before anyone could realize what was going on. Law stuck the leader’s arms on either side of his head and let the abomination drop to the ground.

“Good luck getting back together,” he chuckled. The bandit only was able to open his mouth before he vanished, having used his ability to pop himself down the road.

“It looks like a good haul today!” Shachi grinned. “They go down okay?”

“Like always,” Law replied. The Hearts all ran back to where the rest of their half of the crew was waiting with the horses, Law putting everyone in the saddles instantly and the ten-strong group all galloped off.

It was a couple hours’ ride, but eventually they made it to their current hideout. The group was greeted by the rest of the Hearts, with everyone but Bepo grabbing the haul and beginning to go through it.

“You didn’t go in by yourself again, did you?” Bepo asked as he led Penguin and Shachi’s horses into the paddock. Law disengaged from his mount and tied the horse up next to its trough, not answering. “You did! Law! You shouldn’t do that so often! You’re going to overdo it one day!”

“You worry too much,” Law insisted. Bepo simply frowned, the pair in uncomfortable silence until Ikkaku came over and took charge of the paddock.

“Hey, there’s something interesting you need to see in the loot,” she said, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. Law took that as an opportunity to escape, but Bepo did not let him off easy, following him back into the main of the encampment.

“I keep on warning you!” the bear pouted. “You keep going into these raids by yourself and you’re going to bite off more than you can chew!”

“Relax,” Law shrugged. “The rest of the crew wasn’t far behind. Besides, if it was that much, then we’d be screwed no matter what.”

“Captain…!”

“Come with us next time if you’re so scared.”

“Then who will guard camp?”

“They’re not useless.”

“Yeah, I know that…” Bepo trailed off as they approached Uni and Clione as they were going through the loot they’d gotten from the other bandits. There was something about it that felt… off. “What’cha got there?”

“Solid gold from the looks of it,” Clione claimed. He held out what looked like a weight measurement—a shiny golden bell. “I can’t make some of it out; must be from a place outside of the North.”

“I can see exactly where the rest came from,” Law said gravely. He took a coin Uni was holding out and looked at it in the late afternoon sunlight. “Dressrosa.”

“The one and the same,” Uni confirmed. He then presented what looked like a gem-encrusted bracelet. “This has a mark from a smith in Spider Miles; definitely all related somehow.”

“Maybe it means we beat up some of his lackeys?” Bepo wondered. “Joker’s network is spread far as well as deep.”

“It’s possible,” Law agreed. “Where’s Jean Bart? Does he have the new spellbook deciphered?”

“He’s working on it,” Clione shrugged. “We only got that thing two days ago—you want him to translate it, not work a miracle.”

“If Joker’s men are here, then that means that we need something a lot more spectacular than a miracle,” Law stated. He felt as though he would jump out of his skin; Doflamingo was close and he had the means. This could be it…

…only for a familiar cackle to cut through the air.

Oh, shit.

Straw Hat.

[jaesqueso]

member: mark

▶︎ “Yours truly” by Ariana Grande

genre: fluff

3.5k follower celebration ❤︎

word count: 794

warnings: slightly angst in the beggining

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

This weekend was supposed to be perfect but everything that could possibly go wrong did. For your two year anniversary, you and Mark decided to go out of town to a fancy resort and just enjoy some alone time together.

Firstly, the hotel messed up your reservation and you two had to wait in the lobby for over an hour after a 3 hour car ride, tired and full of bags, desperate for a nap. Secondly, there were no towels and you called the front desk 4 times until they finally delivered some. Thirdly, you tried this supposedly amazing restaurant that made you both be sick the whole night. And to top it all of, you ran into your ex-boyfriend that decided it would be the perfect time to catch up, considering you haven’t talked since your break up right before you started talking to Mark.

The mood inside the car is tense as you drive back home on this rainy Sunday night. None of you is saying anything, just watching the road in front of you as the whippers move left and right on the windshield.

“Are you sure it’s this way?” Your voice breaks the silence, not to loud, afraid to cause an explosion. ”Shouldn’t you have turned right back there?”

“Baby,” he sighs, “don’t worry.”

The pet name should smooth things down but it comes off cold and distant. Not another word comes out as he keeps driving in the dark road. Finally, after a long detour, you see your apartment complex and let out a long breath. After he parks the car, you two grab your luggage and go up, still in silence. But as you close the apartment door behind you, you just can’t take it anymore.

“Are we going to talk about it?” You try to be stern but not too much, you’re not mad, you’re just tired.

“About what?” Mark enters the kitchen without even looking at you.

“I know you’re upset,” you follow him, “and I know it’s not because of the hotel or the restaurant.”

“I’m not upset.” With a bottle of water in his hand, he moves past you to the living room.

“Oh c’mon Mark, try to deny it as much as you want but in time your feelings will show.” Again you follow right behind and watch him sit on the couch.

“Fine, maybe I am a little upset! I just-” Groaning, he shakes his head. “Somethings are better left unsaid.”

“Well,” slowly you take a seat next to him, “I’d rather have you tell me how you’re feeling, no matter what it is.”

“I-” He sighs. “I didn’t like sitting there while he was talking to you with that stupid smile on his face, ok?”

“Were you jealous?” You almost regret asking with the way his face quickly turns to you.

“I don’t know, is there a reason to?” He doesn’t wait for your answer to get up and walk to the window, talking a gulp of his water.

“Absolutely not!” You get up and take a deep breath. “Me and him are done. You’re the one that has my heart now.”

“I always thought I was just a rebound.” He admits, leaving you confused as you never thought he felt this way. “That one day you’d be done and just leave to go back to him.”

“Mark, you were never a rebound to me.” Carefully you walk towards him and wrap your arms around his waist from behind. “And I’m not going anywhere, cause you’re a keeper. All I need is your loving to get he blood running through my veins.”

“You mean it?” He turns around in your embrace, eyes glistening under the dim light of the room.

“I do.” Smiling, you pull him closer. “I love the way you make me feel, I know I was made for you. Wait.”

He watches as you fetch your phone out your pocket and, after a few clicks and swipes, throw it on the couch. Suddenly a smooth R&B song starts playing making the corners of his lips curl up when you start swaying both your bodies at the rhythm.

“I really love you and I’ll never let you go.” You tell him as you slow dance around the living room.

“I love you more than the word ‘love’ can say.” Looking deeply in your eyes, he caresses your cheek. “I’m sorry for being such a fool.”

“You’re lucky you’re still cute when you’re upset.” You both chuckle. “They say only fools fall in love. Well, they must’ve been talking about us.”

“They sure were, baby.”

This time the pet name comes warm and full of love, followed by a passionate kiss that confirms he’s yours and you’re his, forever.

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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[lorcaswhisky]

Tag Game: First 10 Lines Challenge

Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns!

(Thanks for tagging me, @curator-on-ao3 !)

From newest publication to oldest:

1. Long Shot

(Discovery, 123,907 words)

He ran the data a second time, even though he already knew there was no mistake. He had made quite certain of that.

There it was again. Proof. Incontrovertible proof.

2. Probably

(SNW, 732 words)

"Next week?"

"I'm in the Antares Sector next week. Next month?"

3. We are here, and this is now

(SNW, 794 words)

“Are you alone? Or are there others like you?”

Brown curls bobbed as Khan nodded towards a photograph tacked to the cold grey wall, barely illuminated by the flickering light overhead. 

4. tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

(Discovery, 1,490 words)

"This is a terrible idea."

Katrina opened her eyes.

5. Tactical Briefings

(Discovery, 1,378 words)

Commander Angharad Jones halted outside the Captain's quarters and took a deep, calming breath. She had carefully rehearsed what she would say on the turbolift ride to deck five. Rule one of crisis management: don’t make an even bigger crisis by saying something stupid.

6. Nutritional Values

(Prodigy, 385 words)

Janeway folded her arms. 

“None of the items on this menu provide an appropriate balance of nutrients for - any known species.” 

7. Drawn that way

(Lower Decks, 847 words)

"Did you see how her hair moved? All - swooshy? And she had, like, in-di-vidual eyelashes." Eyes boggling, Mariner wiggled her fingers. "So gross."

8. Tap

(Discovery, 1,436 words)

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It’s been more than an hour now. Waiting in front of a screen for a call from - someone.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

9. Lost Cause

(Discovery, 55,980 words)

This one is a little different, and I couldn't work out what counted as the first line, so have the whole chunk...

Personnel File - Lorca, Gabriel

Status: Retired

Current location: [REDACTED]

Service record: [...] 2246.3 Awarded Medal of Commendation for action taken on Tarsus IV. 2246.7 Promoted to Commander, assigned to USS Hawking [...] 2251.2 Assumed command of USS Buran [...] 2256.4 [REDACTED] 2261.7 Retired

-Starfleet Personnel Logs, accessed 2270.3 by <UNKNOWN USER>

*

>>MESSAGE RECEIVED 2261.7.10.22:34<<

TO: Pike, Captain C.

FROM: Lorca, G.

SECURITY: HIGH

Chris,

I don't know if my last few messages reached you. I guess not. I'm hoping this one works.

You'll have heard the rumors by now. They're true. I'm home. Back, anyway. I can't say any more than that here. I need to speak to you, in person. I have so many questions. I'm sure you do, too.

Let me know.

Gabriel

>>MESSAGE DELETED<<

10. Settle

(Picard, 1,819 words)

"We’re safe here."

Laris snorts.

"All of the Romulans on this vineyard are ex-Tal Shiar. Of course we aren't safe."

Pattern analysis:

Hmm. My shorter fics tend to start mid-conversation. My longer fics, though ... they start however they want. I think all of them ask some kind of question, either big - what data? Why has all this information been redacted? - or small - who are they talking to? Who's waiting for what? I don't seem to go for many action starts, though, so maybe that's something I could try in a future fic. Opening lines are definitely something I'd like to strengthen in future projects.

Tagging: @lizardperson, @liz-squids, @ussjellyfish and anyone else who'd like a go!

[sprite-writes-fanfic]

Well- i wonder who asked that last one? Must got good tastes. Maybe a spicy moment? Maybe a ride? 🫣 Maybe a greedy demon being greedy 🫣

Hehe, I gotchu, no worries. :3

Riding Mammon’s Cock

This is an OC x Reader fanfic! Please keep in mind! Also, minors and ageless blogs DNI.

Mammon banner art by me. MDNI Banner by @cafekitsune :)

Word count: 794 words

CW: Not proof-read, OC is used in this, porn without plot, riding, breeding, marking, biting, mentions of blood, rough sex, teasing, creampie-ing, dirty talk, degrading, scratching, Mammon being a bit of a brat, Mammon speaks Spanish but it might be poorly translated, I’m sorry if it is! Smut under the banner, translations at the end, enjoy. <3

Soft grunts filled the air as Mammon’s claws would dig into the soft flesh of your thighs, his chest heaving as he’d force his hips upwards into your rolling ones, your hole squeezing at his length, causing him to roll his head back and groan.

“Shit.” He curses between his grit teeth as he opens his eyes, looking over your naked body. Your body is covered in bitemarks and hickies that he so graciously gave, claiming you as his mate. He loved the sight, he loved everything about it. You were his, all his.

He groaned, his cock twitching inside you at the thought of it alone, feeling your hips roll over his and your whimpers of pleasure filled him with pride. Riding him like a cock-drunken slut was a sight he never thought he’d see but here you were, bouncing on him right now, making you both feel so good.

He bit his bottom lip, a small groan leaving him, "Eres tan bueno… No te detengas~” as he’d lean up and catch the nipple of your chest between his lips, licking over the sensitive nub, earning him a shaky moan.

He wanted to take it at your pace, he really did. He wanted to let you take control so you could pleasure you both, but your slow and steady movements, it was driving him crazy. “Cariño, ve más rápido…” he’d mumble against your chest in a low growl, his hips jolting upward to hit the most sensitive deeper parts of you, causing you to yelp out from the sudden jolt.

“Mammon… Be patient~” you’d pant out, your hole squeezing his member, feeling it throb against your walls. He groaned against your skin, his tongue clicking, “You’re so slow.” He’d complain, glaring up at you slightly, making you giggle at his complaints.

“Don’t worry… I’ll speed up~” you tease as you’d lift your hips and slam down on him, causing him to hiss out, squeezing his eyes shut. His clawed fingernails dug more into your skin, “Don’t tease me, damn it, or I’ll just have to take what’s mine.” He growled again. And you knew he would, he was a greedy and impatient demon after all, the sin of greed. If he didn’t get what he wanted he would most certainly take control. But god was teasing him entertaining you.

You’d smirk down at him, continuing your slower pace, making him glare up at you, “Y/N…” he warned, moving his hands up now to your hips. “What?” You chuckled, pressing a kiss to his lips, quieting him down for now. Little did you know, him grabbing your hips would lead to you being pushed down onto the bed, causing you to yelp out.

“Has puesto a prueba mi paciencia, mi tesoro…” he growled into your ear, making you gulp. “Voy a destrozar tu pequeño agujero de zorra~” he chuckles as he’d readjust your positions and would push your knees up to your head, forcing your body into the mating press, leaving him with more room to fill.

He’d slide in fully, a shaky breath leaving him as he was able to bury himself at the hilt of your warmth, “Fuck~” he cursed as he’d begin to thrust roughly into you, his hips slamming into yours as he leaned over and bit into your shoulder, his fangs sinking into skin, causing you to cry out in both pain and pleasure.

He would release your shoulder, licking the blood off his teeth. He would lean into your ear and mutter dirtily into your ear, “I’m gonna fill you so fucking good~” making your face burn redder, your hole squeezing him again, making him groan loudly in your ear. “Gonna fucking cum~” he breathed raggedly, “Gonna fill your slutty little hole with my seed and you’re gonna fucking take it~” he pants.

“Mammon~!” You cry out, feeling overwhelmed by it all, feeling yourself be pushed over the edge, cumming hard. He’d choke out a moan and press into you, pumping you full of his cum.

After you both caught your breath, he looked at you, his eyes softening as he would press kisses to your face, “You did so good, mi tesoro~” he’d speak softly, making your heart flutter from how soft he became. He’d eventually pull out and flop right next to you on the bed, his arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you in close to his warm body. “I love you.” he mumbled into your shoulder, silently waiting for you to say it back.

You smiled at him and moved some hair out of his face, “I love you too, Mammon.” You press a sweet kiss to his lips before cuddling into him, you two eventually passing out, completely exhausted from tonight’s events.

……….

Translations:

“Eres tan bueno… No te detengas~” = “You’re so good… Don’t stop~”

“Cariño, ve más rápido…” = “Baby, go faster…”

“Has puesto a prueba mi paciencia, mi tesoro…” = “You’ve tested my patience, my treasure…”

“Voy a destrozar tu pequeño agujero de zorra~” = “I’m going to wreck your slutty little hole~”

Hope you enjoyed! Cya next time. 👈👈

[quinttee]

Quinton's Animation Extravaganza 794

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American Revolution, Part III

I was enjoying my day with Miyako, Fluttershy and Quinton Jr. George Washington’s birthday had finally arrived, which meant that it was time for my friends and me to present our live reenactment of the American Revolution. I immediately rounded up my fellow Powerpuffs and the Mane Six and we scattered all over the Kanto Country. The first thing that happened was Shigeru, Takashi and Koji riding on fake horses through Saffron City shouting, “The British are coming! The British are coming!” Everyone then saw some of my friends dressed as British soldiers marching from Lavender Town, as well as the rest of us dressed as the Continental Army marching from Celadon City. We all fired our laser tag rifles and handguns at each other as everyone watched wondering what was going on. Both sides fought their very hardest, but in the end, the Continental Army gained the upper hand. My friends and I then reunited together and I gave a speech about how this was a reenactment of a real series of events and honored George Washington for helping birth the United States of America. We all took a bow as everyone applauded. We had a lot of fun doing our reenactment and we were glad to be done. For the rest of the day, we all kept an eye our for whenever the Jashinka Empire attacked.

[updownlately]

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dvd's energy is unmatched crackhead fr

they're all children lol...amazed by puzzle mats and vr

they're so adorable! love the roord + jackie combo

vic laughing through her photos/videos lol

not them struggling with the elevator

the sibling typa relationship between a few of them is so nice to watch!

some of them look lost af during the kahoot lol and 'daan can't reach the pedals with her feet' 😭

the teams energy is so lovely, the camaraderie is clear between a lot of them, i love it

vic is so happy its cute

viv's appalled expression lol not her doing the basic poses and dvd directing everyone

jackie's so cute in this i canttttttt...the 'im on camera and i can't get this off' - adorable

so much hugging lol and ofc they've got another puzzle

not lynn singing into the boom mic

them doing the risky riding techniques on a deflated tyre

ah yes, the puzzles lol. when i think of nedwnt im now immediately going to think of puzzles

i love that she went through all that to learn how to say thank you only to get no reaction 🤣 oml that was something

love the energy and readiness of chaos

the story and merel pretending to be potm 😂

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7/19 おはようございます。Chick Corea / Return to Forever ecm1022st 等更新しました。

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