#rn i dont have the cash for that LMAO

[smiggles]

New lanyards in my shop!

[trujellyfish]

not to sound like a quitter, but.

[crypt1dcorv1dae]

istg i Will NOT give into the temptation to take a ballet class again. i do not have the time OR the money and also ballet teachers are scary and dlnt actually care about your longterm health tbh like... i do not want to be pushed past my limits again thank you!!!! i just wanna practice casually for exercise and fun!!!!!

now of there was chill, low stress ballet classes for tired adults who are NOT interested in doing it SERIOUSLY then id be into that

[angel-eyes05]

What's In A Name

pairing: roronoa zoro x fem!reader

summary: as a master thief, you pride yourself on never getting caught. that is until you're caught by the straw hats as you try stealing from their ship. unable to turn you in to the authorities just yet, they'll have to make due with storing you on the going merry in the meantime. but, your time in confinement has allowed you to get particularly close to a certain swordsman. how close the two of you get is to be decided though.

warnings/info: nsfw mdni, oral sex (fem receiving), alcohol consumption, drunk/tipsy sex, face riding, my own sex headcanons for zoro are VERY clear here lmao ,takes place in between jaya and skypiea (please pretend theres more time at sea in between those arcs cause this will not work otherwise OK THANKS), this is for the pre-time skip zoro girlies (he's 19 pre-time skip dont come for me), no use of y/n, the first half of this is just cute shenanigans between reader and the straw hats. its a lot of character building stuff but i like it.

word count: 6.3k

notes: HI GUYS IM BACK IVE MADE MY RETURN I FOUND SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT!!!! and its the longest fic ive ever written too god damn what a comeback lmao. ok so i started watching one piece and im head over heels in love with this man...but i'm only up to water 7 rn so i only know how to properly write for pre-time skip zoro so thats how this is gonna go. i was looking for zoro/one piece fics to read but theyre literally all established relationship ones which aren't my cup of tea so im doing it myself lmao. also i didnt proofread i got too lazy sorry if some stuff doesnt make sense sorry sorry sorry but im a simple lazy tired girlie lmao enjoy!!

dividers by: @cafekitsune

You didn’t know any of their names.

You had been aboard the Going Merry for about three weeks now, and you still hadn’t learned anyone’s names. Granted, your reason for being there wasn’t to make friends anyway. That wasn’t particularly easy to do, being tied up in some storage closet and all. 

Being one of the few residents who actually lived on Jaya had allowed you to pick up a skill or two when it came to stealing. Pirates with big bounties and even bigger treasures left their ships unattended at the docks, leaving you with some perfect quick heists from time to time. Some steals were easier than others. As much as you believed in your talents, most of the time your ability to get out unscathed was based purely on the luck of the draw. It wasn’t an easy life, many recent nights leaving you with more injuries than berries and gold pieces, but it was all you knew having lived here for so long. 

After having taken a break from heists for a bit, you finally laid your eyes on a ship worth stealing from. A pirate ship with a goat out in front and seemingly orange trees next to the helm. Most of the ships at the dock had been there for a while, leaving the pirates on board used to your tricks already. Being low on cash was another factor. So, after a bit of planning, you made your way onto the ship.

Earlier, you had found that one of the windows to a cabin had been left open, so you decided to make your entrance through there. You gathered your things and dove into the crystal blue water by the dock. Once you made it to the back of the ship, you took your rope, with your own handmade grappling hook at the end, and swung it to hook on the window sill. Luckily for you, it stuck the landing on the first try. You smirked to yourself and used the hook as leverage to climb up onto the ship. Unfortunately, this seemed to be the ship’s bathroom. Not super ideal. You’d have to venture more out into the ship. But with this came the risk of getting caught. Given your dire circumstances though, it was a risk you were willing to take.

With an attempt to make as little creak as possible, you slightly opened the door into the rest of the interior. Coast was clear so far. Suddenly, a shake rattled throughout the interior. You tumbled onto the floor, pushing open a door due to your unbalance. What the fuck was that, you thought to yourself. It quickly became no matter though, when you noticed the door had opened up to a room with a treasure chest tucked away in the back. Jackpot. You slyly made your way into the room and shut the door behind you. 

The room was neatly kept, with bookshelves, a couch, two sleeping hammocks, and a desk with navigation tools on it. There was even a bar. Though temptation pursued at you, you had to stay on task. While making your way over to the chest, you heard different creaks vibrating across the walls of the ship. You prayed to yourself that it was just the wood’s reaction to the waves. As you had predicted, the chest was locked, so you searched your bag for anything that could key the lock. 

Time became of the essence quickly as the thuds and creaks on the ship grew louder and louder. Finally, the lock to the chest made a perfect click, as the chest unlocked. You lifted the roof of the chest to find a sight for sore eyes: jewels and gold galore. This was it, you were set. You were so in awe with the vision before you, that you had failed to notice the woman standing behind you. The image you saw in one of the emeralds was a tall figure, with jet-black hair just below her shoulders, and dazzling blue eyes. “Looking for something?” the woman questioned, almost sarcastically. You seemed to have forgotten rule number one of thieving. Remember to lock the door behind you.

Quick on your feet, you whip around to throw a punch in her face, but her reflexes seem to be quicker than yours by the way she catches your fist. You then attempt to kick out her legs. The image you see next shakes you to your core. A hand, seeming to appear out of thin air, attaches itself to your calf. The hand then slowly raises your fear-frozen body into the air, dangling you upside down like a party toy. You attempt to throw more hits at her, all seeming to be in vain though. You kick and scream, like a child throwing a tantrum, in an attempt to get out. The woman looks out into the hallway and signals over another one of her companions. Fuck, this is turning sour fast. Before you can make out any other features of the man, besides his cartoonishly long nose, he uses his slingshot to pelt a rock towards your forehead. Your vision goes black as the rest of the pirates rush into the room.

The rough fibers of the rope tying your wrists together were the first thing you felt as you woke up. This was quickly followed by the underlying nausea from the waves rocking the boat, reminding you why you preferred to stay on land. You attempted to stand up, but your dizziness and the rope tying you to the floor weren’t letting you get very far. Suddenly, the door to whatever room you were in swung open, and the group of 7 pirates living on board entered the room. You slinked yourself along the back wall, attempting to disappear into your skin. You weren’t sure what felt worse: The fear of what they were going to do to you, or the embarrassment that you had been doing this for so long and still got caught.

Nope, definitely the embarrassment.

The man, no boy was a better word to describe him, standing in the middle of them attempted to speak to you before a woman with short orange hair cut him off. “If you think we’re gonna let you get off easily just because we’re also pirates, you’d be sorely mistaken!” she spoke, fiery anger lacing her words. The tall woman from earlier put her hand on her shoulder, calming her down, and walked out towards you. You tried to scoot away as much as you could as she crouched down to your level. 

“Listen, we want this to be over as much as you do. We would love nothing more than to get you off our ship and drop you off at the nearest island. But unfortunately for us, that would mean having to find a group of marines to hand you over to, who we aren’t the best of friends with right now. And we can’t drop you back off at Jaya since we’re too far by this point. So, for now, we’ll just have to keep you tied down here if that works out with you.” You began to speak before the woman cut you off. “You don’t have much of a choice in the matter by the way.”

She stood back up and began to exit the room, the other pirates following her except for two. The boy with the straw hat and another man, with striking green hair and three swords lying in a holster on his belt. The boy looked somberly at you as if he was against this whole idea. But the green-haired one just stared at you. As uncomfortable as it made you feel, you couldn’t help staring back into his piercingly soft eyes. “Come on, let’s go,” the green-haired man said to the boy, finally breaking eye contact and turning his back to leave. The boy followed him shortly after. As he closed the door, you had nothing left to focus on except for the itchiness of the rope, the empty stuffiness surrounding the storage room, and your worsening seasickness.

The following weeks had the same routine. Each of the pirates on board took individual shifts watching you during the day when they were just out at sea. The strange reindeer creature would watch you when they were out on islands. The first shift was taken by the tall black-haired woman. She would come in at the break of dawn to make sure you didn’t find some way to escape at night. You two would sit in silence for a little more than two hours, asking and answering some questions before switching spots with the blonde one. His company was strange, with him hitting on you at random points in your conversations, but he always brought you breakfast in the morning. As much as he made you uncomfortable sometimes, you couldn’t deny that his cooking was the best you’d had in years. He’d even let you take a hit off his cigarettes if you ever asked, so his visits had its perks. 

The next shift was taken by the orange-haired one. The first thing she would always do when walking into the room was ask you how creepy the blonde one was. The answer varied on the day. Once she warmed up to you, she would bring you tangerines from the trees out on the deck. As the days passed, she eventually explained that the treasure you attempted to steal belonged to her, which you begrudgingly apologized for. On some level, you felt bad. These seemed to be small-time pirates, just trying to get by like you were. The more you learned about each of them, the worse you felt about your actions towards them. 

Around lunchtime, the long-nosed one would bring you your meal, cooked again by the blonde man. This member would go into detail about his next invention he was working on in his workshop. You admired his passion and energy towards his craft. His rants and rambles were normally interrupted by the reindeer creature coming in for his shift, causing intense, yet entertaining, arguments to break out between the two of them. The reindeer was the sweetest of all the crew members, always checking in on your health and helping you with your seasickness. He would talk about his home and his experiences there. You developed a pity for the creature. His presence was calming, and you felt as if you could let your guard down around him. That would change as soon as the straw hat boy would come bouncing into the room, scaring both you and the animal. You would soon come to learn the energetic boy was the captain of the ship, which shocked you. But you soon came to understand why. His crew had a massive respect for him, even if he was the root of half their problems.

Being on the ship, you got extremely close to all the pirates. Even the tall woman from before seemed to respect you in some way. You enjoyed all of their company. There was something strange about them though. One morning early in your stay on the ship, you could’ve sworn you’d heard the tall woman say something to the rest of the crew. 

“Whatever you do, don’t tell her your name. Your name is your biggest secret.”

You didn’t know any of their names. You had thought you heard some of them speak it to each other in passing conversations, but not enough to remember who was who. You had bonded with them, but if someone put a gun to your head and told you to name your prison guard pirates, you’d be dead in seconds.

Except for one.

Zoro seemed to be his name. He would come in for the last shift. His presence didn’t frighten you, but it slightly intimidated you. His habit of carrying his swords everywhere he went wasn’t helping. He was silent his entire shift, normally dosing off halfway through after spending around an hour sharpening his swords You didn’t even attempt to make conversation with him. You found out his name when the captain would yell for him to get back to his sleeping quarters. “Zoro! Your shift’s done, you can sleep for real now!” he shouted across the hall the first time it happened. Zoro almost bounced up from his sleep and gave you one look before bolting out of the room to catch up to the captain. You could hear the echoes of their bickering from down the hall as you giggled to yourself. At least he didn’t seem to always be that stern.

It seemed crazy to you. His name was the only one you knew, yet you knew the least about him. He had hardly said 5 sentences to you in the three weeks you had been on the boat. His stoicism was one of the things that drew you into him though. Something about his demeanor, how intensely he would sharpen his swords, how his worries seemed to melt away the minute he escaped into a slumber, and how alive he seemed when he was with his crew. It was enticing. You wanted to know more. You attempted asking him questions about himself, but the most you would get were one to two-word answers. The most you got from him was when your seasickness finally got to you, causing you to puke up the dinner the blonde one made for you. “Woah, are you okay?” he asked concernedly, shooting up from his seat. When your only response was a cough and more puke, he ran out of the room to go get the reindeer. One thing he failed to do was close the door behind him. 

You speculated your options. You had no idea where you were. You could be out in the middle of the ocean. Or you could be right about to dock at land. If you managed to scrape yourself about the ever-loosening rope and sneak out, you’d be free. You’d never have to worry about these pirates again. 

At this point though, did you want to?

You took too long to decide, the reindeer rushing into the room with his medical kit, the blonde one short behind him. As the reindeer gave you a dose of medicine and cleaned up your mess and the blonde one held your hand and consoled you, your attention stayed by the doorframe. Zoro leaned against the wood, watching the work from afar. What shocked you most of all was his face. For a man who seemed so disinterested in you and your existence, his brows were furrowed, his cheeks had a light pink stain on them, and a slight frown invaded his face. He was concerned. Maybe even a little nervous. But why? He’d never shown any sort of emotion towards you before other than sleepiness. Once the reindeer and the blonde one left, he continued with his shift. You noticed something though. He sat closer to you than he normally did. 

You couldn’t tell, but you were blushing the rest of his shift.

Once he left, you sat in silence, thoughts racing through your mind, until you finally fell asleep.

You noticed a change in his behavior in the next few days. When you would ask him a question, he would respond now. And with more than just a “yes” or “no” too. He had more energy around you and wouldn’t spend his whole shift asleep. He would even let out a chuckle now and then. You didn’t know what you had done differently to get him like this, but you liked him like this. He was sweeter than he let on. 

Something had changed in you too though. On the occasions, you would catch yourself looking over his appearance. The more you observed, the more you realized how handsome he was. His clear, warm skin, his hypnotic eyes, his striking hair. You caught his appearance giving you butterflies when he would walk into your storage room. Your heart skipping a beat when he would give you even the smallest smile. You would stare even more when he would nap during his shift. Noticing certain things. The way his breath would hitch sometimes. How he always slept with his mouth open and would wake himself up sometimes with his dry mouth coughs. How his chest rose and fell with his soft breaths. How fighting with a sword in his mouth probably made his tongue stronger than other men you’ve met. You felt weird about it sometimes. Almost like some freakish stalker. But you would feel better about yourself whenever you would catch him staring at you out of the corner of your eye. 

As time went on, the crew began to give you some more freedom. The tall woman began leaving some of her archeology books in the storage room to keep you entertained. The orange-haired one would show you all her marked-up maps. The long-nosed one would even let you out of the rope to test his inventions from time to time. With the door locked of course. And then, the big display came. One day, during everyone’s shift, they told you their names. The blonde one was Sanji. The orange-haired one was Nami. The reindeer was Chopper. The long-nosed one was Usopp. Their captain was Luffy. And the tall woman, who initiated your imprisonment, was Robin. It was a small gesture, but it meant the world to you. With each passing shift, you grew more excited for the next. To learn the next pirate’s name, and with that, their story. Until the last shift of the day came. And you realized.

You already knew his name.

“My name’s Zoro,” he said quietly. “I know,” you replied, bluntly. 

Something felt different about this shift. You didn’t feel the same excitement you normally felt when seeing him. Without your connection to him before, his being the only name you knew, something about him just didn’t excite you as much. Now he noticed your behavior change. “You okay?” he inquired. “Mhm,” you responded in monotony. The rest of his time there was spent in silence. 

You felt bad about what you were doing. This wasn’t his fault. Yet you were acting like this. It was almost as if the two of you swapped places. He was now the one trying to dig information out of you. And you gave him nothing more than blank faces and empty words. You wished you could figure out why you were acting like this, but you had no clue.

Today though, the crew was going to take an extra step towards including you. Throughout your time on the Going Merry, you had only left your little storage room prison a few times. To go to the bathroom and visit the kitchen on special occasions. But you hadn’t seen the sun in weeks. After proving to the crew you had changed, they planned a little surprise for you.

Robin woke you up earlier than usual. “Is everything ok?” you asked, still half asleep. Robin just smiled at you. “Come on, get up.” You looked at her confused, as she walked over to your restraints, untying you from the hook keeping the rope down. She took you by your restraints and walked you out to the room. The mix of drowsiness and confusion left you slightly panicked as you realized she was walking you out to the deck. She opened the door to a still-dark morning. 

The rest of the Straw Hats were sitting out on the deck, just conversing and eating an extra early breakfast, courtesy of Sanji. They all turned to you once you and Robin walked out. “What’s going on,” you asked, still very confused. “On Thursdays, we all like to get up early and sit out and watch the sunrise. And we were talking about it, and we felt like you should join us this time,” Nami smiled. She stood up and pranced over to you, mouth slightly agape and speechless, and took you over to sit in between her and Zoro. You turned to Zoro, overwhelmed with emotions. 

It had been so long since you felt a part of a community of people. You never exactly fit in with the ruthless bands of pirates coming and going on Jaya. Finally feeling connected to people, especially after you wronged them so horribly, brought you happiness you hadn’t felt in ages. 

A singular “I-” was all you could manage to get out, a tear trickling down your cheek. “Just enjoy it. They’ll be at each other’s throats again in a minute,” he joked, getting a soft laugh out of you. He smiled gently, brushing the tear off your cheek. His finger lingered there longer than expected. You blushed. The butterflies were back and you caught yourself staring again.

“What’s that supposed to mean!” Nami interrupted. “Well, it’s true!” Zoro retorted, leaning over you to yell at Nami. The two began arguing as you noticed the sun starting to peak out over the horizon. “Shut up you two, you’re gonna make her miss it!” Usopp and Luffy yelled. They stopped bickering once they also noticed the sky begin to turn orange. 

The pinks and oranges mixed together in a beautiful watercolor painting as the sun reflected its image on the ocean. The soft waves bobbed the ship up and down in a calming hypnotic motion, almost putting you back to sleep. The beauty of it all was so serene. Against popular opinion, you always preferred sunrises to sunsets. The representation of a new day beginning. It gave you hope in your most dire situations. 

You lifted your head back to see the colors slowly spreading to the rest of the sky. Everyone to your right was in the same headspace you were like they were in some sort of trance. They were all cuddling against each other, Robin holding Chopper in her lap, Luffy and Usopp mimicking each other’s smiles, and Nami resting her head on Sanji’s shoulder. They all seemed so close to each other. Like a little family. Connected. You turned to Zoro to see if he was doing the same as the others, but all you found was his eyes softly gazing into yours, and his hand slowly inching towards yours. The minute he snapped out of it, he sharply turned his head and hand away and cleared his throat. You couldn't help but laugh at his schoolboy behavior. With your ego controlling your actions, you took his hand and slowly intertwined his fingers with yours. You could see a smile float onto his face out of the corner of your eye. You did the same.

The rest of the day was spent out on the deck. The feeling of the sun on your skin for the first time in weeks was euphoric. All you wanted to do was soak it all in. The Straw Hats must have been in a good mood today, because, with some extra convincing, you got them to finally take off your shackles. You spent most of the day sunbathing out on the deck with Nami. She had let you borrow one of your bikinis. You two were slightly different sizes though, so the suit was a little tight on you. You didn’t mind very much. You were just happy to be out of the same clothes you had worn for 3 weeks. Sanji didn’t mind either, ogling both you and Nami and basically worshipping the two of you. “It’s ok, he’ll get over it in a few hours,” Nami consoled. You circled the deck a few times to see if Zoro was anywhere in sight, but you couldn’t seem to find him. He probably went inside to nap away from the heat. Part of you wanted him to get the rest he deserved. The other really wanted him to see you in your outfit. 

The day really took a turn when Usopp brought out the liquor from the kitchen. “I was saving that asshole!” Sanji yelled. “Oh come on, this is a special occasion!” Usopp pleaded. With some more convincing, Sanji finally gave in. You and the crew got increasingly drunk throughout the evening, Zoro eventually coming out from wherever he was napping to join the party. You all had even decided to jump into the ocean and swim around for a little bit. All except for Chopper, very sober and very nervous for any incoming sea monsters. He had managed to get you all back onto the ship with some very convincing pleading.

You and Zoro caught each other catching glimpses of one another throughout the rest of the day. Zoro admiring your figure in the swimsuit, and you ogling at the way his damp shirt hugged at his muscles. One by one, as day grew into night, crew members began to pass out on the deck, deciding to sleep outside for the night. You and the other members who wanted to go back into the cabin, Zoro and Robin, made your way back down into the ship. “Make sure you tie her back up. No hard feelings but we can’t be too careful.” Even slightly tipsy, she was still her stern old self. “Yeah whatever whatever, goodnight to you too,” Zoro drunkenly pushed off. You giggled and blushed as he took your hand and led you down the stairs into the cabin. Robin sighed to herself as she watched the two of you scamper off.

You felt your heartbeat get increasingly faster as he led you to your room. For some reason, the air in the hallway got thicker as you got closer. You blamed it on your tipsiness. But your heart slowly sank as you got to the door, realizing you had to say goodbye to Zoro for the day. He opened the door and stumbled into your room, leading you in behind him. He closed the door behind him, hesitating for a moment before going to wrap the rope back around your wrists. 

He seems distressed for some reason, breathing heavily and avoiding eye contact. You look down at your hands, as he so gently maneuvers the rope around them. The butterflies begin to well up in your stomach again, the alcohol fueling their ferocity. His hands. So calloused yet so gentle. You can smell the remnants of sake exuding from Zoro’s heavy breaths. You looked back up at him. Were you two always standing this close together? You the butterflies keep rising and rising. You don’t know what to do with yourself. You’re not sure if you should run, kiss him, punch him, but you have to do something before you implode. Until. He stops.

The rope undoes itself in his hands as he freezes. His hands are shaking, his breath is heavy, and his eyes avoid yours like the plague. You were just getting antsy but Zoro seemed in distress. “Hey?” you ask, lowering your hands and dropping the rope to the floor. “Zoro?” You take your hand under his chin and lift his eyes to yours. You might throw up at any second. His eyes are so softly intense. 

He brushed his thumb against your cheek, sending chills down your spine. You both want the same thing. Both of you are just too scared to take the chance. “It’s ok. You’re okay,” you reassure him, placing your hand over his heart. His heart, which happens to be underneath his bare chest, him having taken off his wet shirt earlier. His breathing slows, and his eyes move down ever so smoothly from your eyes to your plump lips. You catch yourself doing the same to him, and you inching closer to him. “You’re fine.” Closer. “We’re gonna be…fine.” Your lips barely brush each other. The gentleness of the kiss is calming though, as you notice Zoro’s breath slowing. 

You brush again. And again. And again. Lips touching a little more with each meet. Until they fully interlock. The two of you melt into each other as Zoro wanders your back into a wall for support. Your kisses are structured, made to get the most out of each meeting. You’re both ravenous for each other, but you know if you go at each other like mad dogs, you won’t get what you want. So you both take your time getting to know the feeling of the other person’s mouth. You slip a moan out as Zoro’s tongue seeps between your lips. His kisses get slightly more sloppy as he runs his hands down your body. He feels the underneath of your breasts, the curves of your waist and hips, and finds a nice resting place under your ass. Your hands roam his cheeks and jaw, making their way to tug slightly on his moss-colored hair. 

“Needed this,” Zoro whispers in between kisses. “Needed you so badly. But I didn’t know how.” He separates his lips from yours and plants kisses and hickeys along your jaw and neck. “I was always just too nervous for some reason. You make me so nervous.” His hands find their way into your bikini bottom and fondle your asscheeks, getting a low moan out of you. The alcohol must’ve given him a confidence boost. “Good to see you found your footing now,” you whisper in his ear. He chuckles, the butterflies speeding up in your stomach. 

The two of you stay here for a little bit. Hell, you could stay like this for hours. Just soaking each other in. Feeling his warmth brought a fire into your soul. You could tell Zoro was getting a little antsy though, one of his hands moving from your back to your front, beginning to slowly circle your clit. The other hand went to your bikini, untying the back and letting it fall to the floor as his mouth moved to your breast. Waves of pleasure crashed through your body as you let him do his work. “God, you sure this is your first time?” you moaned out. He removed his mouth from your nipple to talk. “Never said it was, sweetheart. You just assumed it.” “Well from the loner vibe you got going on mixed with being on this ship 24/7, you can’t blame me for thinking that.” “Well the loner vibe worked on you, so who’s to say it hasn’t worked on others?” he smirked. You laughed to yourself as he got down on his knees.

Zoro slipped off your bikini bottom, completing the set on the floor. He kissed your v-line with the same softness he treated your lips to. He sat back on his knees for a moment to catch his breath, looking up at you, as if to ask for permission. You held your hand out to his cheek and rubbed it with your thumb. His eyes closed as he placed his hand over yours, as if you would ever take it away from him. God now this was a sight you could get used to. He was so infatuated with you it made your heart ache. He was right here at your disposal, yet you wanted more of him. So you bent down and gave him a sloppy forehead kiss. Once you were back up, he decided to go in. 

Like most things he does, he started slow and controlled. He kissed and sucked on your inner thighs. Once his hand finally left your clit, you knew he was ready. He kissed your cunt, using his tongue to lick up your wetness. You could pass out right now if you had less self-control. Whimpers and moans left your lips, your hips naturally starting to grind against his nose, relieving the ache in your clit. You let him know what felt good by the tugs and yanks you put in his hair. He was a natural. Your guess about his tongue earlier was right too. “You taste so good, just as I imagined,” Zoro breathed onto your lips. You could tell he was starting to lose his composure with the way he continued to bury his face into your pussy. Your cunt naturally tightened around his tongue as he tasted you. Your hips began to buck into his face as your grinding pace increased, the butterflies turning into a white heat you felt getting stronger and stronger. Your bud was becoming more swollen by the second. Your grip on his hair tightened to make up for your failing knees. 

You wouldn’t be able to take much more. Zoro wouldn’t either, his hand making its way into his pants to relieve his own bulge. His pace got faster to match your grinds. The smack of your lips against his tongue, mixed with both of your moans, was pornographically loud. Suddenly, the situation of Robin or another crew member hearing became an apparent one to you. That worry quickly left your mind once one of Zoro’s hands made its way to fondle your nipple. If he asked you to follow him anywhere right now, you might just do it if it meant this every other night. You felt he knew your body better than you did. “So pretty. So good for me. You make this so easy,” Zoro groaned between licks. “Zoro god fuck me please!” Your final whimper sent you over the edge as you wailed and came all over his perfect face. He licked up your juices as he finished his own job as well. Your knees finally gave out as you fell on top of him, into his arms.

He brought you down gently, straddling you on his lap as you wrapped your arms around him. He traced his cum soaked hand across your back and kissed your nape. You were more exhausted than expected, almost passing out in the crook of his neck. Even now, he was so gentle with you. “You did so good, darling,” he praised, kissing your earlobe. “Want…more…want you…inside me,” you managed to get out. He just laughed and pushed you up to look at you. “If you took me right now, I don’t think you’d wake up tomorrow morning. Look at you, you can barely keep your eyes open, sweetheart,” he teased. You pouted. “Oh, you feel that proud of yourself?” your drunkenness fueling your frustration. “No no no, sweetheart,” he chuckled. Once your frown didn’t change, he stopped laughing and pressed a kiss deep into your forehead. “I’m sorry. What I meant was, if I fucked you with everything I have left right now, which is the only way I would want to do it, this floor would leave us with sore backs for weeks.” You stayed frowning. “I want to fuck you right, the way you deserve. And I can’t do it for you right now.” You pouted more at him. He smiled up at you and leaned in closer to your ear. “If you trust me, I promise I’ll make it worth your while. You’ll be walking funny for weeks.” God, you almost came again just now. You didn’t notice how much your jaw dropped until Zoro laughed at you. You couldn’t help but laugh back in tune with his infectious laughter. 

He kissed you with a fever behind his lips, then scanned the room around the two of you. “What’s wrong?” you drowsily asked. The exhaustion from you coming, the sleepiness brought by the alcohol, and how late it was getting was starting to overpower you. Zoro didn’t respond. He just grabbed your swimsuit and helped you put it back on, tightened your legs around his hips, and hoisted you up as he stood. You decided to ask questions once you had a clearer idea of what was happening. He opened the door and walked with you down the hallway, passing the girl’s quarters and into the men’s room. He checked inside quickly before bringing you in and signaling you to bring your legs down. You confusedly followed him to his bed as he groaned, rubbed his back, and sat down on the edge of the bunk. “Wanna explain to me what you’re doing?” you asked, slightly more awake. “If you think I’m just gonna leave you to sleep alone, tied up, on that dirty floor after what we just did, then you must think I’m a really shitty guy,” Zoro quipped before getting under the covers and trying to pull you down. You put some resistance towards him though. 

“B-but Zoro, I’m not supposed to be in here.”

“I know.”

“If someone catches me in here we’re both fucked.”

“They won’t catch you.”

“How do you know that?”

“I’ll wake up before Robin starts her shift.”

“Are you sure, I mean I just don’t kn-.”

“Hey.”

You stop your nervous rabbling and look at him as he sits back up. “Do you want to go back and sleep on the cold, dirty, hard floor?” You really didn’t. “No.” “Then stay here with me.” “But what if-.” “Do you trust me?”

You sure hope you did after all of that. His kind eyes reassured you in the darkness surrounding the two of you. You took a deep breath and nodded. “Do you trust me?” he asked again. “I trust you, Zoro,” you confirmed. He smiled kindly at you. “You’re fine. We’re gonna be fine.” He steadied you by placing his hands on your hips, running his hands along your waist, and pressing his lips into your tummy. You loved the way he looked at you. Like you were his whole world. It was comforting.

He took your hand and helped you into bed. You bundled yourself under the covers and wrapped yourself around his frame. He kissed your temples one more time before slipping into sleep, his light snores hypnotizing you into a slumber of your own.

The last thing you remember before dozing off was the feeling of his hands on your waist.

Everything you wanted was right here. In front of you. Straight out of a dream. Your only fear was that it would be gone once you woke up.

a/n: THIS TOOK FOREVER GOOD LORD. anyways thanks for being here for my comeback era lol. my upload schedule is NOT going to be consistent this is just a little splurge i wanted to write lol. thank you for reading i really appreciate it (i also really appreciate engagement lol please like repost comment etc im greedy). i love one piece and i love zoro. once i meet law expect all hell to break loose im gonna write so much fanfiction about him its concerning hes so fine im so excited. anyways lol thanks love you bye.

[twagoes]

my boyfriend rating hugs other men could give me | richie jerimovich x reader

-> want to note that this was written with a male reader in mind and there are words used to describe a man used when describing reader. if you don’t like that…obviously dont read it lmao

cws: age gap relationship (richie is likee 45 and readers age wasnt stated, but i imagine mid 20s), cursing, unserious jealousy and more unseriousness aggressive protectiveness. and yeah, that’s all i can think of rn….

“what are you filming me for?” richie’s gruff voice is loud and booming and he just sounds immediately fed up with whatever you have planned. but he only sounds like that. you know him well enough to know he doesn’t actually care that much about your phone being in his face. he’s gotten a lil used to you always coming up to him for new content for your tiktok account.

“can we film a tiktok?”

“another fucking tiktac, i don’t know what it up with your obsession with that app, but no-“

“i promise it’ll be really funny,” you pout, hugging his arm and he’s already sighing knowing he’s lost the debate. not that he even minds filming one, it’s just, he really doesn’t get it. is he entertaining or something? why are you coming up to him every other week with new content? do you have a lot of followers or something? regardless, then he’d be lying if he didn’t feel a sense of pride whenever you’d ask him to be in one of your videos — as if it’s the highest honor.

he, obviously, doesn’t know you two had recently gone viral and you were making some good cash off of that video.

so to milk the content as well as just wanting to see his genuine reaction, you drag him to the couch and force him to lay down. he gets cozy quickly, sighing and holding his arms open for you to lay in. you take your place by his side and show him your phone screen. it’s already recording.

“alright, say who you are-“

“why do i gotta do that? is this going to people we know? do your followers not already know me?” he asks, looking at you incredulously, “i’m your boyfriend slash fiance slash love of your life slash only man that you know, there’s an introduction. richie, by the way,”

you laugh at his tone and antics, knowing that this video was already going to be good.

“okay, so basically, we are gonna be rating different types of hugs,” he nods in understanding, leaning his head over yours as he stares at the phone that’s filming everything, “so it’s 10 is the worst hug, 1 is the best,”

“okay, sounds simple enough, let’s get it going,” he says, rolling his wrist, as if saying to speed up the process.

“the thing is: you’re rating hugs that other girls or guys would give me,”

that has him lifting his head off of yours and looking down at you, not watching your phone screen anymore.

“babe, what the fuck? no? what the fuck does that even mean?” his chicago accent is thick as he lays on all these questions for you, “why would you even be going around hugging other guys? this sounds stupid,”

“if it’s stupid, let’s just do it quickly then,” you persist, rubbing his scruff with your hand and forcing his face to look back at the camera, “richie, swear it’s only gonna take a couple seconds,”

“nah, you just wanna see me pissed off cause you like that shit,” he smirks, but he’s still seemingly not willing, “why do i have to do this again?”

“because you love me, c’mon, please,” you beg and he’s staring at you unimpressed for a couple of seconds before groaning, rolling his eyes, and making a whole dramatic show of how he doesn’t want to do this. all before cozying back up next to you and letting you put the filter on.

“i swear to god if there’s some dumb ass shit on here, i’m leaving,” he warns, but you don’t take it too seriously as you grin and reposition the camera to have the filter on him. “okay, fine, so one is the worst and ten is the best?”

“no, no, babe, it’s the other way around,” you correct him softly, watching the filter go through all the options above his head.

“wait, that doesn’t make fucking sense?” he says, face screwing up, “wouldn’t it make sense that one is the worst because, it being at the top is, like, top tier worst hug ever, like i’m killing a guy because of it,”

“richie, richie, look it’s already going,”

he grumbles before looking at the screen and squinting when he sees what it’s landed on, reading it slowly, “the fuck is a catcher hug?” he looks at you repeatedly, up and down as if he’s accusing you of something, “you let other guys catch you and hug you? this is what you let happen when i’m not around?”

you break out into laughter at how serious he’s taking it, shaking your head no and urging him to answer, but he’s still interrogating you, “no, no, like actually what the fuck is this? obviously that’s the worst,” you laugh again, knowing that there is arguably worse than that in the filter, “that shit is easily a ten, i don’t care. who the fuck else is gonna catch you besides me? oh right, no one!”

you nod along with him, tapping the slot of ten and waiting for the next one. he leans his head against yours, lips in a tight line as he waits.

“okay, this one is…self hug! okay, this one is good,”

“yeah, i like that one, don’t go hugging other people - you got yourself. put it at one, babe,” he says, kissing the top of your head with a smile. it was funny how quickly his mood changed, “okay, maybe this shit isn’t that bad.”

the filter goes again and you’re surprised to see the more tame options.

“classic hug is a classic hug, nothing’s wrong with it,” he muses, looking at the empty list and easily placing it at 2, “better if there’s no hugging like that self hugging shit, but whatever.”

he taps the slot and waits the next one.

“oh, shit, i like this game, side hug is a solid 3,” he laughs, very happy with how this is going, “but if they’re taller than me, they can suck my balls. no guy taller than me can be side hugging you, it’s basically cheating,”

“baby, no one else is taller than you,” you softly whisper earning a hum of approval from him.

“strangle hug? i like this one too, but it should be you strangling them so they, y’know-” he cuts his hand over his neck in a motion that makes you smack him for being so explicit, but he sees nothing wrong with it, “uh, yeah, that’s the best case scenario. that or i’m doing it for ‘em. i’m gonna put it at 4, just cause it’ll mean they di-“

“alright! richie, relax, next one, oh my god,”

“one armed hug? uhm, huh…i don’t like this one, it’s too comfortable, y’know? i always have my arm around you, it’s kinda like that. it’s weird if someone else does it to you,” he cringes at the idea of it and then taps his finger to seven, “yeah, no that shit is weird and i’m killing whoever does that shit to you,”

“richie, please, you’re not killing anyone,”

“uh, yeah, i’m killing the motherfucker that gives you a one arm hug. the fuck?”

you laugh and hug his waist, eagerly waiting for the next one. and finally, an interesting one came up.

“uh, what the fuck am i looking at, [name]?” his voice raises ever so slightly and he’s looking back and forth between you and the screen, “you hugging other guys — at the waist? what the actual fuck is this?” you laugh at his dramatic question, “no, nothing is funny, what the fuck? ew, why are they posed like that — making all that eye contact and shit. fuck, no, [name], that shit should be a twenty.”

“so, nine?”

“yeah, cause i got no other fucking choice,” he says, in a matter a fact voice.

the next one makes you burst out in laughter, “pick pocket hug? a pick pocket hug?!” he anunciates each word as if its his last, blinking repeatedly at you, “what the fuck, babe? no, that’s an eight! the drawings have their hands inside of each other’s assholes! look!”

“no, they don’t! it’s just, like, on the butt…?”

“oh, so you’re defending this?”

“shut up, i’m just saying, what you said is a little of an exaggeration,”

“no, it’s not, that’s basically butt sex — and you can’t have butt sex with anyone but me!”

”obviously, richie, but it’s just like hypothetically!”

“even hypothetically!” he stubbornly calls out, eyebrows raised in disbelief. ”let’s just get all this shit over and done with, please, i‘m growing gray hairs over this,”

“next is…cuddle…”

“you’re literally just cheating on me, you’re cheating on me,” he accuses you and you know he’s (half) joking and teasing, but with the look in his eyes and tone of his voice, anyone would think he was serious. which is why you’re laughing so hard, “you are fucking cuddling with another man, how the fuck do i make this a ten? this shit is terrible, that’s the worst ever, babe!” you’re still laughing and he’s shaking you back and forth, “where the fuck am i supposed to put that?”

with 5 and 6 being the only ones left, he has to settle for tapping 6 and cursing under his breath the entire time.

“no fucking way you’re ever cuddling with someone else, that’s a sacred thing, y’know? meant for people that are dating — wouldn’t even let you cuddle with cousin, shit is nasty.”

“i know, baby, i wouldn’t cuddle with anyone else but you anyway,” you kiss his cheek before looking back at your screen and waiting to see the last one.

“man, i fucking hate this game,” he groans, seeing he has to now put an eye to eye hug at number 5. “first of all, who the fuck is hugging eye to eye anyway?! second of all, why are you even doing all that?” he’s asking as if you’re actually doing this other people, “looking into their eyes and shit, fucking a little creepy, hello!”

“so you don’t mind it being a five?”

“fuck that shit, that shit is definitely a ten, but well, there’s nothing i can do about it now!” he looks flabbergasted at the whole “dilemma”, running a hand over his short hair, “fucking, what the hell, why are you hugging other guys like that, baby? really? why you gotta have-“

“i’m not actually doing any of this, richie,” you defend yourself, but your boyfriend just mocks your reply with ease, making you smack his chest.

“no, my man isn’t allowed to hug other people, so all of that shit is a hard ten. i’ve changed my mind,” he finalizes, now speaking to the camera. you’re satisfied with that ending, hitting the button to stop the recording and bringing your phone down to your eye level.

“thank you for entertaining me, richie,” you murmur against his skin, now watching over the video and smiling to yourself at the result, “you’re adorable,” you kiss his chest through his hoodie and he just squeezes you tighter.

“most annoying one you’ve asked me to film yet, can’t believe that’s even a thing,” he leans his cheek onto the top of your head and rests there comfortably while you both watch over the video, “hey, you’d never let another guy catch you in a hug, right?”

you laugh, looking up at him and playing with his short stubble, “never, baby, that’s why i got you,”

“damn straight,” he murmurs, leaning down and kissing you softly, “tell all your silly followers that we’re married while you’re at it,”

“they’re not the ones hugging me like that, richie,” you chuckle, but don’t miss a beat in making the caption something adjacent to what he had told you.

“so there’s other people hugging you like that, though?”

“no? oh my god, you’re giving me a headache,”

“and you’ve just broken my heart, so well, fuck both of us then.”

that night your tiktok blew up and a lot of people were commenting over how cute your guys’ relationship is and how entertaining richie is, as well as cutely, aggressively protective. you made it up to him by buying him dinner with the money you had made off of the video, to which he half-heartedly said, “if that shit gets us to eat dinner like this every week, doll, i’ll film all the tiktacs you want,” and he’s sealing that promise with a kiss.

-

“awww, old man richie still gets a lil jealous <333”

“literally the cutest couple ever, i was waiting for you to get him to hop on this trend!!”

“not the death threat over the one arm hug LMAOAO”

“richie does nooott play, swear to god i’ve heard rumors he always stay strapped im ltr deeaaadddd”

[phoenixfangs]

WEEEE running around in circles skittering across the hardwood, thank u for the tag @fightbee !! <333

reading: uhhhh i guess tsukihime counts? its a visual Novel that i have to read to play so. yeah. fjkldsjf. (arcueid is wiwi, btw, she has absolutely been added to my growing pile of fictional blonde women to chew on) actual 'real' literature ive been Meaning to read though would be dracula and the sherlock holmes stories, i have both of those books on my ottoman rn just Sitting There untouched lmao

currently watching: no active tv shows at the moment, though i finished arcane recently!! sorry arcaneheads i dont understand the hype <3 except over jinx. i understand everyone thats jinxpilled. and also mel. i am melpilled. shes sooooo 😍 i hate jayce i want to kill jayce that should be ME. and also since i finished arcane i need to start berserk, kim convinced meeeee with casca propaganda its about time i cash that in

currently craving: sonic large cherry dr pepper, which i have BOUGHT and am sipping on. my large american beverage of choice

coffee or tea: coffee, i dont even drink coffee that often but i Do Not like tea im sorry i have never found a tea that i like. im still looking though!! maybe id appreciate a citrus tea or something, who has good citrus tea recommendations? also living in texas and having sweet tea constantly shoved on me (ESPECIALLY when a fast food place fucks up my dr pepper and gives me sweet tea instead)?? awful. i hate sweet tea. fucking NASTY drink i dont care what anyone says. if u like sweet tea and u disagree with my hatred of it, take me to court

taggingggg @rizaposting @rizatheestallion @ftmrizahawkeye @littlewitchbee @applescabs and of course, u, dear reader ^_^

[thoughfalse]

money manifestation success story <3 (with proof)

hey guys (๑•͈ᴗ•͈) i just wanna share a quick money success story that happened just a few hours ago!

so long story short, i got like a buttload of stuff during the 11.11 sale a few days ago because lets be honest, the offers and discounts that day were absolutely insane -- and with online shopping comes with the ridiculous amount of shipping fee, especially when you live on the other side of the world.

lets just say that i may or may not have underestimated the amount needed for shipping and the shipping itself may or may not have costed more than the amount of things i bought altogether.

so best believe when it was time to pay for shipping, i sat there and was like 😀 i do not have the money for that !!! 😄 but i was like okay jade its fine lets just manifest some quick cash because i want my stuff to arrive asap and i sure as hell aint waiting for a whole month for my allowance just to pay for shipping.

my goal:

to have more than enough money to pay for shipping

how i did it:

i just affirmed "i have more than enough money to pay for shipping" and kinda lived in the end / thinking thoughts i would have as if my desire were true. i just affirmed whenever i felt like it, i just affirmed whenever i thought about it. i affirmed feelingly and also vainly (?) like i would affirm as if it was a fact and i'd feel this relief that it is done, i dont have anything else to do other than to wait for my parcel to arrive, as well as just vainly affirming throughout the day whenever i thought about it. every time my mind goes hey you still need to pay for shipping i'd be like yeah ik im just busy atm i'll do it later and kinda just went on with my day.

did i have intrusive thoughts? yes.

did i believe it was gonna happen? not really, but in a way, yes, because i do get monthly allowance so i could still pay it off sooner or later but like i said im not waiting that long just to pay for shipping, i want it like rn bro

fast forward today, i just had this random urge to just pay for it. did i think i was gonna get money? no lol, but i decided to check my bank balance anyway, and guess what, my sister sent me some money she owed me a while back, as well as an unknown transaction for a 'refund' that i never even knew about lmao, and guess what, that was literally more than enough for me to pay for my shipping LOL

this honestly really boosted my belief in the law and the power of my mind and i hope it gave you some sort of relief like it did to me that the law is actually always working, you just have to make it work in your favour!

if you have any questions, feel free to leave them in the comments! i'd be more than happy to help :)

[starsnores]

i deeply love sollux being tortured by his feelings for karkat it makes me go Hhhhnnnnnggggg

you know that one scene in mlp where raritys like You dont know what its like to be completely obsessed with someone just to find out theyre obsessed with someone else!! and spike just stares at the camera like ‘this bitch can not be srs rn’ yeah its like that.

i read something where dave was like NOOO SOLLUX sollux this is the worst thing ever i cant believe i have a crush on karkat this is so upsetting and sols immediate response was “HAHAHAHHAAHH join me in the miserable pit of karkat feelings” Yeah its like that.

karkat feels everything at like 200% and more often than not hes too absorbed in all of his bullshit to notice a lot of the stuff happening around him and it is my very favorite thing to abuse for comedy and/or misery

^ also i really like karkat being instinctively kind of Really Fucking Scared all the time. like yeah hes abrasive as hell but the second he gets even a little startled hes instantly hiding behind someone else. his instincts see Massive Purpleblood Everyone Is Terrified Of Who Also Likes You and latches onto that SO fucking hard. clinging to/hiding behind big scary people… eridan is Big and Cold and Sharp and likes him and the second karkats even a little unsettled his instincts are screaming at him to go snuggle with the big safe seadweller wholl protect him

lmao yeah i love that too, that's my favorite part of like. non gamkar crushes i guess. that karkat is so caught up in 10 layers of his own bs and everyone around him is like "i am actually in love with you" but he's too busy with gamzee to notice the Suffering this causes lmao. and that second part is cute too. karkat isn't incapable of handling himself! he's just cautious lmao. with a habit of his mouth writing checks he can't cash.

[milesworld96]

Pt 2 of me freaking the fuck out

OMG SHINSUKE HAIIII❤️❤️❤️

Oh my Shinsuke😳

I desperately need him to murder a mf rn

OMG CANDICE PROMO

HAIHAIHAIHAIHAIAHIAHIAHIAHAIHAI GRILIE😍😍😍😍😍😍

OMG INDI SPOTTING WSG GIRLIEE💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

Wsg Xia☺️☺️

XIA WTTFFFFF NOOOOOOOOOO

CANDICE NOOOOOOOOOO☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

XIA WHAT THE FUCK😭😭😭😭

Canidice girl NOO💔💔 I hope that this is a fake out and she didn’t actually get hurt

SAMIJEY SIGHTING

JEY NO DO NOT FUCKING TAGTEAM W CODY, STAY SINGLES RIGHT THE FUCK NOW I SWEAR

STOP MENTIONING RHEA

RHEA & JEY ISNNOT FUCKING HAPPENING

YALLS WILL NOT GET IT OVER

DREWWWWWWW

Bisexual lighting

Oh god I got chills, literal chills

THIS SHIT GOT MY SO HYPED

DREW

Fuck that pandemic dawg

THE KEEP MAKING THESE DOPE ASS PROMOS FOR SETHS OPPONENTS AND THEN THEY ALWAYS LOSE

PLEASE SETH TAKE THIS FUCKING L AND LET DREW WIN

I NEED IT PLEASE

OMG ZOEY PROMO, I AM SO EXCITED TO SEE HER FIGHT

IM ONLY LOOKING FLRWARD TO THE MATCH 4 RHEA ZOEY AND RAQUEL💪💪💪

LIKE THEY MY BADASS MFS

BASZLER IS OKAY BUT SHE AINT MY FAV

AND HONESTLY FUCK NIA

BROOOOO I HAVE SETHS GLASSES SAVED TO MY AMAZIN WISHLIST LMFAOO💀💀💀

Can’t wait to see Seth serve cunt on crown jewel again

Nah but Seth right tho, sorry Drew☹️💔

OMG JD HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI

DAM HE RAG DOLLING HIS ASS AROUND😭😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

This match is SERVING

GOD DAMN JD FUCKING LAUNCHED OVER😭😭😭 bros head bounced like a basketball

GIRL SETH RELLLAAAAXXXXXX😭😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

LMFAAAOOO THE JD SIGN, DONT DONHIM LIK E THAT HE JUST GOT A SQUARE HEAD😭😭🙏🙏‼️‼️‼️

DAMIEN

DAMIEN

DAMIEN

HAIHIAHIUIAHIAHAIAHAIHIAHIAHIAHAI

Damn why he get on JD like that when pinning😧😧

Nah but he fucking killed bro fr😭😭😭😢😢😢

Drew wins against Seth, and Damien fakes out on it and cashes in on Roman + Drew joins jd🥺🥺 (/j)

LMFAAAOOOOOOOO CHELSEA AND PIPER😭😭😭😭 NOT THE HART FOUNDATION

girl Natalya how r you gonna do the most bland ass costume yet? DO BETTER😤😤

OMG BECKY HAAI (I like her now again now that she lost☺️)

If Chelsea doesn’t win imma be pissed

LMAO THE PIE IMMEDIATELY💀💀💀💀

NAH SHE TRYNA DROWN CHELSEA😨😨

Seeing the camera crew on tv is so funny to me, because they just sitting against the Barricade

GIRL NIKKI 😭😭

THE CANDY CORN🤯🤯🤯 this is so hardcore, you’re so right Michael

WHOPPERS😍😍😍😍 (sorry I love them don’t judge me)

AAAAAA I WAS RIGHT CHELSEA WONNNNNNNNNNN

THEY ARE THE MOMENT

The punisher…Damien Priest….Frank Castle….I need someone to do Damien as Frank Castle or reverse bc WHAT why did I never think of this

HIIII SAMI😊😊😊😊🫶🫶🫶

Nah Damien fucking DIPPED

He ain’t want none of Sami’s bs😭😭

LMFAAOOO DAMIEN💀

Hire El Generico

YEAH THATS RIGHT ITS DAMIENS OLD MOVE

OMG JEYYYYYYY HII GIRL

Old man yaoi vs Sad cat eyes yaoi

NOOOOO WHY YOU GOTTA STOP THE MATCH JEY IT WAS SO GOOD

Yo wsg Cody

Cody should cut the hoodie holes lower yknow like like like appeal to your audience bro

And Jey WHAT HAPPENED TO UR CROPTOPS💔💔💔

THANK YOU 4 SAVING HIM JD

HELLUVA KICK OMFG

JD IS FUCKING DEAD

uh uh don’t like that

DIDNT EVEN BREAK THE TABLE

table strong asf

Sami hugging Cody to get him to brutalize Jd again

GIRL WHY ISNT THE TABLE BREAKING😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Cody fucking going crazy dawg

Sorry Cody I love your ass buut…. Gotta stick w my favorite old goth man

[merwynsartblog]

since im angry and sore rn im writing random shit in one post 1) noise even though he is friends with margarita he loves to fuck around with him. he understands Italian so he gives margarita the wrong things on purpose so he can just see peppino spit out a drink or just be surprised in general lmao 2) i found a good translator so i will be using that for peppino sometimes bc sometimes i feel like peppino would just speak full on italian when he is upset or some shit lmao 3) margarita doesnt actually have two kids he just took in a fake peshino (toy) and a strange ass toppin that can turn into human that margarita loves very much 4)lovesick margarita has the lovesick thing buttttttt!! he can think pretty well so he just like "oh uh..no i dont need affection.." even though he reallllly wants it he will deny any type of affection so he doesnt hurt anyone. thats also why he quit working for peppino so he doesnt hurt anyone close to him lmao.. (lovesick au belongs to @/fluffygiraffe) 5) idk if i said this but he can break his halo and make it into a bow. since he cannot fight that well he sorta needs it..But its sorta rare he uses it (like how peppino gets his gun from the bosses) 6) Margarita doesnt hate poppe (@/maskedinfinate oc) he actually sorta cares for her he just cant stand the bullshit she does sometimes. if poppe was in danger he will try his best to protect her..even tho sometimes he will go like "why the hell did i save you." he really cares for her even if she doesnt care for him. (poppe you bitch we know you slightly care for margarita.) 7) OK so yk the fake peppino fight. in my silly lil head margarita fought fake peppino while peppino fought fake margarita... since i think it would be funny that margarita would be following fake peppino instead of peppino and like..when he finally catches up to fake peppino he is like "...wait a fucking sec-" 8)basically how margarita got with anton was anton visits the pizzeria time to time to hang with peppino and he notices margarita working the register and they just got close after awhile lmao 9)peppino and margarita has harmful ways of coping with shit- like how peppino will bite himself (i think almost everyone has this hc lmao) (also his hand/arms are badly scarred bc of it) margarita claws his arms. its hard to see due to the hair on his arms but he does claw the fuck outta his arms. thats why when he sorta getting overwhelmed gustavo walks over and takes the cash register and margarita other jobs before margarita starts clawing himself and margarita hides in the break room for a lil bit 10) GUSTAVO IS EVERYONE SUPPORT IN THE PIZZERIA. LIKE FR HE SO GOD DAMN SWEET GOD DAMN IT HE A JOLLY GNOME. (also yes fuck yall he is a gnome in my head.)

[dziedietmeitas]

hey hey hey! its been a while

so, here's a mini psa since i've been on and off here

tbh, writing--or specifically RPing, hasn't been on my mind lately. i have been job-hunting and making cash from my own art commissions. i'm at the point where i'm doing a huge change in my life. i aim to earn more money, learn web-codes, keep freelancing, and hopefully come back to uni.

when i brought back this acct two years ago, i did say i might eventually become a busy bee. well, i have to say, a lot of things have changed in two years for me... i genuinely am getting character arcs in short amount of time at this point lmao. so yeah, theres a lot of things i wanna do in my life, and i genuinely don't have time for roleplay.

no no, this isn't me saying i'll give up on my muses. i still love milda alot. shes my bestie. it's just that... my life circumstances are extremely demanding rn. i have to say, i am not at the best spot at life. well, certainly not the worst--sure, good things have happened, but i am still far from where i wanna be. very far.

i am still up for plotting and shipping, you just have to be very patient with me. you can still hmu about potential ships/friendships or whatsoever! we can still do our rps, it'll just be slow.

honestly i dont regret bringing milda back in 2020. she brought me back to my roots (having interests in europe and most of all latvia). like srsly i have thoughtts about moving to europe lately 😤

we can still talk in discord. you can pm if you dont have my @! it can be about muse stuff or whatever, but you can also come and drop hi 🌸 just a lil warning cause i also forget to send back mssgs.

[arinmoss]

finished one of my commissions that i owed but couldnt work on since i had to wait for my laptop to dry off but aaaaaa im so happy right now. like despite every other awful thing happening to me rn lmao im glad this is one worry i dont have rn.

still have to finish the other commission and then hopefully accept a few more since i could use the cash, plus aaaaaaa i can draw things for meeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[latestagebaby]

why are rich ppl so terrible lmao a lack of basic human decency lol how do u not aknowledge me/introduce urself but then ask me to do somethingggg i think i am over my head w this family….SO glad i stuck to my GUTS this morning and decided not to stay an hour later. the way the mom and daughters are in the living room getting pedis and i am sitting here w nothing to do lol she asked me to do one thing (lol find the child’s missing egg for no reason) and i had already done it….why am i here why am i alive the girl hates me already bc i started enforcing some DISCIPLINE i dont want to be rich lol and the baby really does have seperation anxiety lol but saying ur baby has anxiety?? i wouldnt do it. but the mom literally is always holding the baby not even putting it down so yea. but i think they dont like my personality. the mom was making very strange poop and pee jokes. likeeee i know i am a prude but like the childs toy moon fell down and the child said it fell bc it had to poop. and the mom was very into riffing on that. she was like oh he pooped and now he needs to fart his way back up maybe if he farts enough itll get back up. and mom also made a joke about the toy dinosaur drinking the pee out of the childs pull up? 🤮 its giving i never hang out around other adults….but rly i have never felt more like the help than today! this is probably the wealthiest family ive worked for but ya. like when u go to the local credit union on a school field trip and they let u hold the stack of like $20,000 for 5 seconds. i know there is 20k cash sitting in one of these nightstand drawers. they are from texas. its giving oil money. the baby tbh i could work with her if given the opportunity but i dont think they will like my style. u have to be ok with letting baby cry sometimes. i dont think they will call me again but i still have to be here for 4 more hours…..😂😂😂 its not sustainable…..her usual nanny must let her do whatever she wants. i think i am ugly to them but let me get on my yt feminist shit and say my ugliness is a statement. i was trying so hard to get the car washed before coming here but it was taking too long so i pulled up with it quite muddy 😝 idk what to suggest we do like do they let the child play outside? go for a walk? it seems like they just moved here recently…..i dont like being in this situation. i can hear the little girl talking to her mom this whole time and mom literally will not let go of the baby so i rly dont see what i could be doing rn….i wasnt given anything to do or training…imagine elon musk or grimes nanny. lets be real elon musk hasnt seen his kids in at least 6 months. they are doing a family photo shoot today. the baby onsie has its name embroidered on it. the mom introduced herself online by one common white name and then when i arrived she told me i should call her a different common asian name…..🫡 whatever u say boss. i need to get gas when i get off and reward myself with food. let me go grab my granola bar and see if they ask me to do anything….

[localrobosexual]

ehehe my girl's since been approved so now I can finally post her!! :’3c aaaaaaa!!! say hi to my new CCCat, Shiawase!!! CCCats are one of my absolute favorite species out there, I'm so thrilled I was able to snag a MYO slot during the Halloween event! ;w;

her design and personality was inspired by one of my all time favorite Monstercat releases, Shiawase by Dion Timmer!!

more info on her toyhouse!!

CCCats are a closed species by Wellhidden on DA, please don’t make your own!! | CCCat info

[authorityissues]

please venmo me 15.24 so i can get a hamburger or you’re a hater

[vaulttecvevo]

apparently halo infinite is w10 exclusive 🙄