#shoot ur shot king

[updatingranboo]

ranboo was spotted in alex hirsch’s chat eariler during his charity stream!

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Can't see the red flags if they're up in flames, check and mate.

[gothambelfry]

I’m speaking my truth. sunwelt is so real to me forever.

[pseudoirony]

rip to this guy who kept liking my instagram stories until he got to the one where i simp after my crush 🙏🏻

[sleepylinguistt]

OMG HE HAS A DATE!!!!!!

[landitolover]

𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒈𝒐, in which charles isn’t the best boyfriend.. ౨ৎ charles x famous!reader

warnings- toxic charles, cheating, reader is love-dumb… !

y/n 💋

charles what the fuck

tell me it isn’t true??

who is she

cha 🤍

baby it isn’t true

i swear, i love you

she came onto me

y/n 💋

are you sure

cha 🤍

yes, my love

i promise you

y/n 💋

come over?

cha 🤍

i’ll be there in ten

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yourusername 🤍.

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user oh this man has no shame at all 💀

user yn…. 🌝

user girl pls run as fast as u can

user no queen you’re too good for him 😭😭😭😭

user yncharles nation how do we feel

→ user uhm TERRIBLE

→ user poor girl ☹️

→ user nah she definitely knows.

charles_leclerc mon coeur 🩶.

→ user …..

→ user he gave me the eww…

alexademie gorgeous 🤍

→ alexademie he’s there too ig…

→ yourusername 🫶🏻 ily

landonorris 🤨🤨

→ user even lando confused 😭

→ user bro keep charles in line

→ alex_albon me too lando…

lilymhe my girl 🤍🤍

→ yourusername 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻

maxverstappen1 pretty :)

→ yourusername thank you

→ user SHOOT YO SHOT MAX!!

→ user mr steal your girl 🙏🏼 save her

lilyrose_depp 😍😍

landito

yn are you okay

y/n

uh, yeah? why

alexander albon.

be so fr

charles???

y/n

oh

it was nothing, she came onto him

he loves me guys

landito

whatever you say, yn..

alexander albon.

stay safe queen!

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user this is so sad seeing how much she loves him

→ user fr and he’s out there cheating ????

user babe he hasn’t posted u in months why are you still posting him!!! 😭😭

user u are better than this queen 😪

user OPEN UR EYES BITCH

user she’s so strong

→ user not strong enough to leave him :///

landonorris sooo cute 😃

→ user i can hear the sarcasm

→ user LMFAOO

alex_albon yeah stay away from paris…

→ user SPEAK UR TRUTH KING

charles_leclerc ❤️

y/n 💋

chaaa, do you wanna come over?

cha 🤍

I can’t

sorry, chérie.

i’m out with friends

y/n 💋

nono it’s fine

have fun!

i love you ❤️

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user break up with your bf now xx

user too pretty for him

user 🙏🏼 a weekend without ch*rles

landonorris glad to see it!

→ yourusername 😃

lilymhe IT WAS SO FUN HANGING WITH U ❤️

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alex_albon i look gross in that pic

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charles_leclerc so pretty mon amore

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yourprivate when he’s making out with yet another girl 😂! idk what happened because i tried giving him my all 😂😂

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lilymhe leave him please

→ yourprivate 😂😂 I can’t

lilymhe i don’t want u to be even more sad ☹️

alex_albon FUCK MEN!!!!

landonorris yn u are better than this

→ yourprivate am i though…

georgerussell63 he don’t know what to do with allat!!

→ lilymhe fr!! yn is too good for his ass

y/n 💋

what’s her name.

cha 🤍

what?

y/n 💋

her name

the girl you were kissing, charles

cha 🤍

baby

i was drunk

y/n 💋

don’t ‘baby’ me

and you WERENT drunk charles

what did i do wrong?

cha 🤍

nothing i swear

y/n 💋

I must’ve done something wrong

if you cheated on me TWICE

you probably cheated more than that.

cha 🤍

fine then, i just got bored of you

is that what you wanted to hear?

that i just stopped loving you?

because that’s what happened.

y/n 💋

fuck you charles

i knew I shouldn’t have dated you

I should’ve listened to everyone who told me to leave you.

cha 🤍

you should’ve 🤷

but you didn’t

You have blocked this contact

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maxverstappen1

hey, sorry about the break up

charles never deserved you though.

Seen just now

౨ৎ some crazy shit forreal 😭😭🙏🏼🙏🏼 now me personally i could never take charles back (why am i lying)… okay anyways i hope you enjoyed this 🐨🐌🤍

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[chocsra]

"Take the Gun and my Heart, okay?"

15! Chuuya x implied fem! reader

A/N: im back again 😜😜 please send more requests and ideas! i wanna try writing angst for my next fics

content: you're the port mafia's best markswoman/sniper & chuuya goes to you to learn ur ways, oneshot, fluff, pre-relationship, mafia work 😱, guns, coworkers? to lovers, rich chuuya era, could be gn! reader bc there are no descriptions but used she/her prns 😭

thank you sm @soleelia for the idea!

Sometimes, regular days of being in the mafia felt boring.

Most of your life was inhabited by the four same walls of the mafia's firing range, your body was free of bruises besides the callouses on your fingers from the amount of steel pressing against your palms; it almost felt like your hands grew with a silver pistol rested upon them as if royalty was granted with a crown.

When you were younger, a tall pale man with the name of Paul Verlaine taught you all the ways of a markswoman he could.

Your work consisted of staying in the firing range, assisting criminals in their weaponry choices, dealing guns; and the off chance you could go on missions.

But when you did, shit was amazing.

"Nice one, [Y/N]." A boyish voice rang through the single earpiece of your left ear, repositioning yourself planted on the ground of one of the Port Mafia's rooftops; your index finger positioned off the trigger, taking your face off of the scope. "The pleasure's all mine." You thank teasingly; even if your 'partner' was kilometers away from you, you could almost taste the cruel smirk on his face from the other side; plotting a decimation not even a mafioso with 30 years of experience could pull off.

Dazai Osamu, the youngest mafia executive in history.

He was the craziest fuck you've ever met, but you did partake in his affairs with murder and crime; just from afar. Word says he got himself a new partner on the battlefield; a boy a year older than you, he was the supposed King of The Sheep, but his mentality and brutal force screamed nothing more than that of a wolf.

"Careful, pipsqueak - backup has already been granted." the lanky boy with bandages covered all around the midst of his tainted body said with boredom sinking in his voice; blood dribbled down his forehead, emerging in the facial bandages covering his right eye. Men with firearms and knives surrounded the two teenage boys; more than ready to shoot the children under the guise of their boss.

The ginger next to him barely turned his head in Dazai's direction, his tongue swiped behind his bottom teeth in irritation; though owning a petite stature, the King of The Sheep was more than confident that all these men, despite their bodies, would fall to their knees under the crushing pressure of gravity. "I don't give a damn about your shitty backup, I didn't join the Port Mafia to be protected." the redhead smiled cheekily, a red aura glowing from his body as his right leg lifted in the air - about to throw a powerful repeating hook kick.

Bang.

Several collisions shot through the air, Chuuya was sure it was the force of his ass-kicking skills; Dazai would have flipped a coin to see if it was you or the midget who landed a shot.

The redhead launched in the air, he twisted his leg just so that his shin hit the man's forehead. However, upon doing so - blood spluttered out of the man's head, falling harshly to the ground. The small boy landed successfully on the ground, shoving his hands in his pockets with a proud smirk. Until Dazai gently pressed on his earpiece to enable the microphone. "Again, thank you, [Y/N]," he says with a sigh, watching as Chuuya's face contorts in confusion. Spinning around on his heels, the man died not by his kick; but by a metal bullet pierced through the middle of his skull; along with all the other men perfectly striked in the forehead with the small bullets.

"What?" the ginger mafioso asked with surprise, "Who the hell did that?" he sharply turned to the bandaged brunette with annoyance laced in his voice. "[Y/N], you haven't heard of her?" Dazai asks boredly, striding over to the fallen man who was their leader. "No? Dude, where'd that even come from?" Chuuya spins his head in several directions, trying to find the source of the bullets. "Up your ass." the lanky boy teased, bending down to ransack the man's clothing.

"Shut up! Guns are a good for nothin' weapon anyway! Like hell we need them!!"

"Huh? I thought you didn't like guns."

You stood across from Chuuya in the stained room of the firing range, it's length was more than long, with rather narrow walls. Bales of hay were stacked at the end of the room, protecting the wall from bullets and missed shots. From the small distance of the door creaking open, laid the only walking point of the room; as the rest were hidden by pillars that seperated individual's gunfire; and nobody wished to get shot.

The teenager ruffles his hair, almost loathing in the awkward silence of the room; even with noice cancelling headphones on. He was wearing casual clothing, usual black sweatpants and some sort of red biker jacket; accompanied by a swift movement of his orange hair, tangling between his fingers.

"About that- 'kinda feel left out, ya mind teaching me?"

"You don't know how to use a gun?"

A more awkward silence entered the room as you stare at him in disbelief, the ginger's face remained somewhat sheepish; but by his piercing azure eyes, he was irritated by something, pretty obvious. "Nah," Chuuya replies, gently pushing his hands in his pockets, walking up to you. "was never a fan of guns - ain't bullets shoot better with your hands?" the boy smirked cheekily, causing you to scoff and take off your headphones. "You're talkin' like I can manipulate gravity." you reply dryly with a creeping smile, finishing to sweep the lose bullets on the floor.

"Exactly, that's why I'm apart of the mafia." the redhead boasted defensively, rolling his tongue across his inner cheek. "I think you're the only mafioso who doesn't know how to shoot." you reply with almost a whisper, his sharp glare at you made you question your lifespan. "I've dealt with swords thanks to Kouyou, I've gone to daggers and knives for the look and practicality - so lemme ask ya this, [Y/N], why would I ever turn to guns?" you heaved a sigh at his smartass answers, sometimes you hated his stupid delusions that he always had to be right.

"Well you're here now, so technically you are turning to guns." you swipe a sleek pistol off a metal table, discharging the magazine to see if any bullets were left. "Tsk," Chuuya crossed his arms in annoyance, "You're putting words and my mouth." he scoffed, causing little bits of laughter to escape your lips. "Just shut up and listen."

"Chuuya- you can't shoot a gun with one hand." you scold in annoyance, gently taking the same pistol out of the boy's gloved hands. "Why the hell not? I see it all the time." he brushes off some dirt off his jacket, blue eyes gazing at the addition of bullets in the chamber. "You watch too many movies," you mutter in concentration, redjusting the safety junctures. "a pistol's recoil wouldn't allow you to shoot it properly, and you'd miss like, 90% of the time as a beginner." you grin mockingly, causing Chuuya to smirk in irritation.

"But Dazai does it all the time."

"I don't know- Dazai's fuckin' crazy."

"You have a point."

You laugh as you placed the gun in his hands, "Always treat a gun like it's loaded, even if we're mafia." you said softly, the ginger nodded, readjusting his position into some kind of sharp-shooter. "Got it," he rasps, pointing the silver tip of the pistol towards the cardboard target. Your eyes scan his whole body and stance with predictability, he was standing like he was holding in a shit. "C'mere," you proceed with a click of the tongue, cupping Chuuya's hands over the pistol.

The fabric of his gloves saved you from some embarrassment, but you couldn't help but feel the way his soft hair poked your face leaning over his right shoulder. "Your hand that's going to pull the trigger should only use 30% of force, all the other should be with the other hand, using 70% to support it." you inform in almost a whisper, applying pressure atop his right hand for a more firm grip, Chuuya's eyes glanced to yours with a slight pink tint on his cheeks before nodding. "Alright,"

"So, why'd you come to learn from me anyway?"

"'Cause I wanna learn from the best, yea?"

...

"What?"

"What? You don't like being complimented?"

Trying to readjust his grip on the firearm whilst his breath was fanning your face and neck was so damn distracting, you don't even think he knows how close or what he's doing; especially with his trademark smirk and alluring aura. Chuuya's always been a bastard, but he wasn't all bad when you had a civil conversation; actually, maybe you two had one too many civil conversations. "Okay, think I got it, ima shoot." he nods with confidence, you take a step back as the redhead takes a few moments to reposition his stance and well, learn how to shoot.

"There's two parts of a gun that allows you to shoot: 1. the front, 2. the rear, match those two up and it's like a puzzle." you inform, pointing to the junctures of the firearm before yet again taking a step back. "And don't forget double action, it holds more trigger pull than all other shots."

From all the talking you just did, there was only one thing on your mind; Chuuya. A conversation so little that felt so heavy, were you that touch starved? Nobody visited you in the range, only older men who were practicing their skills. Infact, Chuuya hates guns; he believes that it held no value over him in the mafia and a machine used by non-ability users and non-ability users only. And yet, he still learnt from you, he could've went to anyone else; he could've went to another person to watch him fail.

Too much of your previous conversations filled your head; wine, motorcycles, cigarettes, music.. maybe you did share one too many conversations, you hate the way someone so violent could you make you feel huma-

Bang.

For the first time in your life, with or without headphones; the sound of a bullet puncturing cardboard startled you, even just a little. Damn it, that ginger did a number on you. You tilt your head up to see if the bullet hit, indeed it did not. "Fuck," the redhead groans, causing you to snicker a little bit, attempting to stiffle it with your hand. "Man, shut up.." he scowls in irritation, a small smile creeping on his face. "C'mon, the chambers not finished, you can do it." you cheer the boy on, patting his back lightly, Chuuya only chuckles with a shake of the head before turning back to the target.

"You wanna know why I think you're the best?" the mafioso continues to shoot, gritting his teeth everytime the metal bullet pierced anything but cardboard. "Why?" you ask curiously, watching as he finishes the chamber, setting the firearm down at the decently shot target.

"Have dinner with me and find out."

He smirks confidently, watching as you stare at the ginger blankly. "You wanna shoot up a restaurant?" you cock a brow in confusion, taking off your headphones. "No- what?"

"What I mean is, let's go out and enjoy some good food tonight, 'kay?"

[puckpocketed]

So do you actually believe PLD is a good player or is that part of the bit?

The PLD Post

i spent a good 2 days giggling about this to friends. i cant tell if ur a curious caps fan, a person who knows me from my other teams, a disgruntled kings fan (i’ve mostly ruled this out because im pretty sure i know all of the active ones on here) or WHAT. but i’m laughing. the tone of this ask is hilarious and vaguely accusatory but i will take it in good faith and answer <3 tl;dr yes and no. he’s better than people think he is rn, but he’s likely never going to live up to the potential of his tools unless something . idk. recalibrates his entire being. who knows!

i was working on something longer and more complex but i thought about it for more than 5 seconds and i REFUSE to go hockey-bro mode and pull out the microstats and i don’t wanna make this into a full on PLD manifesto. so. caps girlies (gn) HERE are your adoption papers under the cut!

if you are looking at pierre luc dubois who is 6’4 + 220lb and thinking “Oh he’s a power forward” i have to inform you he is in fact THEEE smallest mouse to ever play hockey in the whole world and in all of history. he sips nectar out of a thimble and sleeps curled up in a match box and goes fishing in a boat made from nutshells and twigs . he’s big, but he sort of plays small.

this is not necessarily a bad thing — he relies on foot speed and skill over hitting.

he can throw hits but prefers to stick check. he leverages his big frame to guard the puck and to defend, and it makes him simultaneously VERY effective and very much what i like to call a Nexus Of Crime. he is either drawing ten thousand penalties because people have to do something to stop him from driving the net with speed OR he is taking ten thousand penalties because he gets eager in the corners.

PLUS he’s huge and refs do just assume he’s committing a crime when they can’t see what’s going on <3 hence, Nexus Of Crime! if there’s a penalty he’s probably involved LMAO

not a “dirty” player by any means. not physical unless he decides he wants to. and there is no violence inside of him unless he’s deeply horsebonded to his team <- IMPORTANT re; playoffs aspirations. you won’t see him put himself on the line simply for the love of the game, he HAS to be committed to the team.

to be committed to his team… i’m honestly not sure what that takes. i’d guess a combination of knowing his role on the ice and in the locker room (this was very unclear on lak) consistency of messaging from coaches (also seemed to be an issue on lak)

i know nothing about caps coaching or management or the team vibes but i’m sure you can fix him <3 i’m ready to fall in love and ride this team to the sunset

this failhorse will NOT shoot the puck and if he does it will be the saddest soggiest most pathetic shot you’ve ever seen. you will tear your hair out in chunks if you watch him expecting an elite goalscorer.

he’s a pass-first guy. likes to drop pass! likes to drive play from the middle but is also capable of getting pucks off the boards. he needs a finisher on his wing. i could pull up stats here, there are stats to be pulled up, but i know this in my HEART from watching dozens of kings games: he would have had 10-15 more points easily if he wasn’t stapled to the 3rd line and had better finishers. many times i watched him tee up a very good opportunity only for his guy to miss the net or fan or just get knocked off the puck

individually, he thrives in front of the net. his ass is fat and he’s about to use it to screen the goalie. hes good at catching loose pucks in the crease to send them home <3 see his performance at worlds. he scored basically all of his goals right up there!!

most media coverage/narratives will tell you his point production dropped off bc of effort (which is true) but even the MOST resentful kings watchers will say pld wasn’t given his best shot playing with inexperienced+fringe nhlers, being line shuffled the moment he got a bit comfortable, and also not getting ANY net front time on the lak pp. i factor this into all my judgements of his performance.

He’s def earned his diva rep LMAO!! this is personal opinion here but he seems like a sensitive and easily rattled little clam… like he will have a couple of bad shifts and if there’s nobody there to shake him out of it he’ll lose his grasp on the game and play like shit <3 a rolling joke on kingstwt was figuring out which PLD we were getting that game, and you could tell by his 5th if he was switched on or off!!

they hate him for this but EYE think this is nothing new for athletes and if he can consistently stay in the zone he’ll probably be pretty good. mental fortitude of a wet tissue my beloved….

moving onto the Vibes section!! he was always good humoured in media availability and didn’t shy away from scrums even when public opinion soured against him and critiques of both his hockey and his character had reached a fever pitch. i like this about him. he always gave authentic answers and tried his best to accomodate them, and never hid behind his captains.

he gets along quite well with teammates despite the narratives. no seriously!! some of the the kings had a hang out during off-season right before they went to worlds!! there’s bisexual lighting!!!!

there’s interviews from old jets teammates that are just like. “he used to turn up at my house with his dog and text IM HERE with no warning and that’s how we became friends” or “his obsession with euro soccer teams bewitched me”. he had control of the aux cord. he was a den mother and planned group gatherings. a genuine sweetheart to every teammate he’s ever had!!

I don’t think he’s some. idk. secret 100 point producing star 1C. but i truly believe with the right environment he’ll probably hit 60 points again.

thank you for your time if you made it this far and i hope to see you all in the trenches (caps lb) next season 👍

[deathbyclown]

Pushback Pairing: Buggy x Crocodile Rating: Explicit Words: 3000

Summary: The moment immediately after episode 1116, where Buggy announces he’ll pursue the One Piece! Buggy and Crocodile fight and…well…it turns into something else…

Warnings: spit as lube, extremely dubious consent, fighting, blood, body horror(small), name-calling (f**got drop by both of them, in case that's not ur thing)

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“I can’t believe you!” Crocodile yanked Buggy up by his hair, who winced but kept a defiant pout on his face. Crocodile bit down on his cigar in irritation and he brought Buggy’s head up nearly to eye level. Tears streamed down Buggy’s face, but he still maintained eye contact, his jaw clenched. 

“Well? Do you have anything to say for yourself?” He said with barely restrained anger in his voice, shaking Buggy’s head. 

“I’m going to obtain the One Piece and become King of the Pirates! And you can either kill me or join me!” Buggy spit the blood welling in his mouth at Crocodile. He turned his head at the last second, the glob of bloody spit landing on his cheek. 

“Motherfucker!” Crocodile wiped off his cheek and slammed the rounded part of his hook into Buggy’s jaw, glaring daggers at him, who did not wither under his gaze like he thought he would. Did this clown really think he could become the King of the Pirates? How delusional. 

“Think you can act tough and that’ll be enough? Fine, big shot! Go ahead, prove yourself to me!” He let go of Buggy’s head, expecting it to fall to the floor, but Buggy continued to float, staring at him with that determined look, his lip wobbling, his eyes wet and shiny. 

Oh, Crocodile was going to enjoy breaking him. He grabbed Buggy’s body and undid the restraints, letting him return to his head. 

“This is hardly wise.” Mihawk warned, watching them with his arms crossed. 

“If you don’t like it, you can leave.” Crocodile snapped, tossing his coat onto a chair. He approached Buggy, looming over him but Buggy stretched himself to be just above Crocodile’s eyeline, forcing him to look up. Bastard. 

“You’re just pissy because I’m gonna be king!” 

The vein in Crocodile’s forehead pulsed and he clenched his fist, wishing it was wrapped around Buggy’s neck. 

“Don’t egg him on, clown.” Mihawk drawled.

“Fight me like your life depends on it. Understand?” Crocodile gave Buggy a merciless grin. He shrunk slightly and swallowed hard, Crocodile unintentionally tracking the bobbing of his throat. 

“I don’t agree with this, Crocodile. It will make us look incompetent if we kill him.” Mihawk reasoned, stepping closer to the pair of them. 

“I said you could leave, Hawkeye.” Crocodile said coldly, eyes never leaving Buggy’s face. 

Mihawk took a few steps, then paused next to Crocodile. “If you kill him, consider my association with Cross Guild terminated.” He said firmly, a final warning before he left, closing the door behind him. 

“Hey! You don’t think I can take Crocodile?” Buggy shouted after Mihawk. 

Crocodile scoffed aloud. He wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t kill the clown. He just wanted to humiliate him, wanted to embarrass him so badly that he took back what he said about pursuing the One Piece. The best way to do that was to show him how weak and pathetic he really was. This idiot obviously forgot his place and he was in need of a reminder. 

“Well? What are you waiting for? If you want the One Piece so badly, attack me, show me how strong you are.” He taunted, inviting Buggy to attack him with a gesture from his hand. 

Buggy grit his teeth and launched his fists at Crocodile’s chest, both of them making wimpy contact. Crocodile’s sandy body absorbed such little impact from Buggy that he wondered if he even needed to bother turning into sand in the first place. Crocodile laughed, low and mocking. “What was that? Are you even trying?” 

“Fuck you!!” Buggy yelled, his hands shooting up to Crocodile’s face, his gloved fingers hooked into his mouth, yanking the skin, making him drop his cigar. Crocodile grabbed both hands from his face with a swipe of his large hand and tossed them away, growling in annoyance. 

“What are you? A child? Ooof!” Crocodile bent forward, surprised as Buggy headbutted his midsection. How the hell did he do that? He definitely didn’t use haki. Water? 

Crocodile looked down at Buggy but immediately got a face full of his hair. Buggy’s head shot up and Crocodile felt his nose crack and he hissed at the sudden pain. Buggy wasn’t powerful enough to cause him any real damage, but it was enough to piss him off further. Crocodile grabbed Buggy with his hook, impaling him through his face and slammed him down on the floor, dazing him, his body falling on its butt. 

“You think you’re real clever, huh?” Crocodile seethed, breathing heavily through his mouth, his nose gushing blood. He stood and snapped his nose back into place, wiping away the excess blood with his hand and smearing it on his pants.

“Clever enough to make you bleed, idiot!” Buggy spit, his head squirming on Crocodile’s hook, trying to free himself. 

This clown really knew how to get under his skin. That hot wash of anger put a fire in him; he wanted to hurt Buggy, to make him submit, to make him understand he could never measure up. 

“I’m not the one with their ass on the ground, dipshit.”  

“Shut up!! Asshole!!” Buggy shouted, slipping free from Crocodile’s hook,  floating away from him and then zooming toward Crocodile once again.  

He rolled his eyes. Pathetic. Crocodile easily avoided him, taking a step back, but there was something behind him and he stumbled, his arms circling comically in the air as he tried to catch himself, taking another step back to try and regain his balance, but his foot slipped against something and he fell. 

His back turned to sand before he hit the ground, but still felt the shock of the impact.  He grit his teeth and tried to regain his bearings. What the hell just happened? He glanced behind him and saw Buggy’s body on its hands and knees. Crocodile let out a frustrated growl. He’d tear Buggy apart for his stupid antics. 

Before Crocodile could move, Buggy sat down on his chest, his body fully back together. He wasted no time in attacking Crocodile, slamming his fists on his face, making contact from the residual blood wetting his skin. Buggy pummeled him relentlessly, lost in a sort of bloodlust, his punches not overly painful but still damaging him nonetheless. 

Crocodile shoved Buggy off of him and reversed their positions. He pushed Buggy’s back to the floor, pinning his hands above him with the sharp point of his hook. Buggy cursed and squirmed under him as Crocodile bent over him, pushing him into the ground. Buggy wrapped his legs around Crocodile’s hips, trying to squeeze him, to maneuver him off, as if that would work. 

Crocodile raised his fist, ready to return the beating Buggy tried to give him when he felt Buggy’s hard dick poking against his belly. He paused and glanced down, thrown by the sight of Buggy’s erection tenting his stupid red onesie. 

“Getting hard from making me bleed?” Crocodile sneered. 

Buggy’s face turned bright red and he squirmed under Crocodile, trying to drop his legs, but they stayed open and splayed out, his ass resting on Crocodile’s thighs. 

“Sh-shut up! It’s just from the heat of battle, dumbass!” He snapped, refusing to make eye contact with him. 

Crocodile scoffed. “Heat of battle? I’ve been in real battles before and I think you’re just a pervert, getting off on feeling like a tough guy.” He pushed Buggy harder into the floor with his body weight, his hand tracing over Buggy’s erection. 

He had no room to talk because he’d been hard this entire time. He couldn’t help it. Beating Buggy like this? It did something for him. But Buggy pushing back, making him work for a punishment? He was at full-mast from the moment Buggy snapped, but he hid it better than Buggy did. And if they were both hard? Crocodile couldn’t help but take advantage of the heat of the moment. 

He gripped Buggy’s dick, stroking him harder than necessary. Buggy groaned, his legs squeezing around his hips. 

“F-fuck you! You’re just a bully!” Buggy bit off a moan, panting as Crocodile stroked him faster. 

“Yeah? You look like you’re getting off to this, faggot.” Crocodile grinned tauntingly, pressing his own erection against Buggy’s ass. 

Buggy whimpered, his hips jumping, his ass grinding down on Crocodile’s cock. 

“You.” Buggy panted, “you’re the fag. I bet you want to fuck me, sick old man.” 

Crocodile grabbed Buggy’s hip with his free hand and thrust forward, humping Buggy’s ass. 

“It’s obvious you want it. No need to play games. Go ahead and beg me for it. Beg for my cock.”  

“Fucker.” Buggy hissed, biting his lip, stifling a moan as Crocodile picked up speed, dry humping him, simulating sex. 

Crocodile chuckled, bringing his hook to Buggy’s abdomen, using his hand to pull Buggy’s hands free and tossed them to the side. He tore open Buggy’s clothes, ripping and shredding until he was bare, scraps of fabric piled around him. 

Buggy’s hands shot forward to cover Crocodile’ eyes, his arms shoving at his shoulders. 

“Asshole! Those clothes are expensive! And who said you could look at me naked!?” Buggy growled, but Crocodile felt his feet rubbing his dick over his pants. Crocodile just smirked, reaching down to unbutton his pants, freeing his aching cock with a practiced hand. He heard Buggy gasp, his hands falling away from Crocodile’s eyes. 

Crocodile hungrily looked over Buggy’s naked body. He was bruised, some parts of him swollen, his body fuzzy and soft. His appetite swelled looking over Buggy, seeing how much of his mark he’s already left on him. He wanted to leave more, wanted to mark him with his hands and teeth and lips and tongue. He wanted Buggy to think only about him later when he looked in the mirror. 

He was pulled out of his lustful staring by Buggy ripping open his vest, every button popping off. Crocodile grabbed Buggy by the neck and pinned him down, getting in his face. 

“What do you think you’re doing?!” He snapped.

He gave Crocodile an impish smile, “You should be naked, too, coward.” Buggy whispered hoarsely, his face turning purple. Crocodile growled in frustration, slamming Buggy’s head down once on the floor. 

“You’re gonna regret that.” Crocodile promised, pulling off his useless vest and unbuttoning his shirt. Buggy’s hands grabbed his shirt and pulled it open too, all the buttons popping off, a shit-eating grin on his face. Fucking cunt . 

Crocodile grabbed one of Buggy’s hands and ripped off the glove, shoving his bare hand into Buggy’s mouth. He did the same with the other and held the hands there with his own. Buggy choked and gagged, eyes widening in fear, saliva dribbling and bubbling against Crocodile’s hand. Crocodile swallowed down a moan, his cock twitching, aching to be touched, as he watched Buggy struggle.

He let go.

“Get yourself ready or I’ll fuck you dry.” He threatened, pushing down his pants. 

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Buggy hissed, his spit slick fingers zooming between his legs, pressing into himself. 

Crocodile grabbed Buggy’s hair hard, pulling him up, making Buggy disconnect his head. How dare this little shit talk back to him. Crocodile smashed their lips together, licking and sucking at Buggy’s mouth. He could taste blood, his own, from Buggy’s lips. Metallic, the taste of it unmistakable.

Buggy bit him, as if looking for more blood, and Crocodile bit him back, harder, wishing he could make him bleed, but his teeth sank into flesh that parted easily. He spit out the part of lip he bit off Buggy’s face. 

“You’re so disgusting.” He huffed into Buggy’s mouth, his lip already reattaching to his face. Crocodile pushed in his tongue, licking and curling around Buggy’s. Buggy whined in the back of his throat, his tongue struggling against Crocodile’s overwhelming force. Feeling his tongue lick and push at him made him want it elsewhere. Crocodile pulled Buggy away and brought his head down to face his jutting cock.

He rubbed his dick over Buggy’s face, and Buggy groaned in pain and pleasure, his heavy dick bumping into his swollen bruises. 

“Open up.” Crocodile commanded, brushing his cock over Buggy’s partially parted lips. Buggy blew a raspberry instead. 

“I’ll bite you. I’ll chomp your dick off.” Buggy threatened, his pupils dilated, dark and shiny. 

“Oh? Will you? Should I break your teeth? I can pull them out one by one if you’d prefer.” Crocodile offered, looking down menacingly at Buggy, pressing the hard metal curve of his hook into his mouth. 

Buggy sucked in a breath and parted his lips, submitting to Crocodile. He licked the metal pushing into his mouth, sucking it with a moan. 

“I thought so.” Crocodile breathed, pulling away his hook and pushing his dick into Buggy’s open mouth. He groaned softly at the feeling of Buggy’s hot wet tongue licking over him, pulling him in. Buggy swallowed him deeper, his lips tight around him, struggling to accommodate Crocodile’s size. 

“That’s right. You like being my bitch, don’t you? Don’t forget who’s in charge.”  

Buggy grumbled around his dick and Crocodile shoved himself further into his mouth, making him choke.  

Crocodile’s eyes flitted over to Buggy’s body, his hand furiously stroking himself while his other was four fingers deep inside of his ass. Molten lust curled in his belly at the sight and he pulled Buggy from his dick, tossing his head over to his body.  

 “I’m the emperor here, y’know! So, you’re lucky I’m letting you fuck me!” Buggy yelled at him as his head settled back on his shoulders. 

Crocodile grabbed Buggy’s legs, ignoring his little tirade, and pulled the naked clown to him, bending him in half. He pulled away Buggy’s hands, gathered a glob of spit and let it drop into Buggy’s twitching hole. He pushed a finger inside him, hot and tight, but stretched enough that he’d be able to take his dick. He spit into Buggy’s hole once more and pressed the head of his dick to him, slowly pressing in, Buggy swallowing him easily. 

“You’re the one who’s lucky, clown.” Crocodile gruffed, his teeth clenched as he sunk deeper inside of him. Fucking hell, he was so tight. His blood burned, the feeling of Buggy twitching around him was driving him wild. He pulled out and thrust in sharply, making Buggy cry out, his hands shooting to Crocodile’s hips, clawing at the skin. 

He did it again, pushing in even deeper with every rough thrust until he bottomed out. 

“Oh god!” Buggy cried, tears falling down his cheeks, his muscles clenched tight. Crocodile groaned, bending forward to lick the tears from his face, his hips moving quickly. 

“Crying from pleasure? Just wait until I make you cum. You’ll be praising me more than god.” 

“Y-you wish! Flashy bastard!” Buggy tried to act tough but broke whatever flimsy façade he was putting on by moaning. “I don’t even think you’ll last long enough t-to make me cum, horny old man.” Buggy gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as Crocodile changed angles and wrapped a hand around his dick.

Stupid blustering clown. Crocodile leaned over him and bit his neck, sucking his pulse point, tasting his salty skin. His mouth trailed over his neck and chest, biting and sucking hickies over any unmarked skin, leaving little red welts that would purple soon, decorating Buggy’s body. 

Buggy whined the whole time, his hands clawing at Crocodile’s back, leaving hot red lines. “Croc! I hate you so much! Haven’t you left enough marks on me?” Buggy complained, his voice high and breathy. Crocodile smiled into his skin, sucking one more large hickie onto his neck, then pulled back, his lips pink and puffy. 

“I can’t let you forget who you belong to, can I?” Crocodile pushed into him as deep as he could go, pulling out and slamming back in, moving faster, making Buggy claw at his back. 

“Ah ah ah! Croc! Fuck!” Buggy cried, his body pulled taut. 

“That’s it! Tell me who owns you.” Crocodile growled, pounding into Buggy, jolting him with every thrust. 

“Y-you! Oh god! Crocodile!” His voice broke off into a whine, his eyes rolled back, and his nails dug into Crocodile’s skin hard enough to make him bleed. Buggy’s cock twitched, cumming hard enough to shoot semen across his chest and onto his chin and cheek. 

“Yes.” He breathed, his eyes sliding closed in pleasure, his hand gripping Buggy’s hip hard enough to bruise. Finally. Buggy’s breaking point. It was unbelievably satisfying to hear, to feel.

He slammed his hips into Buggy, filling him with his thick cum. Buggy whimpered as he felt the hot gush of semen, twitching around Crocodile’s dick. He thrust a few more times just to make sure Buggy really felt it all.

He slowly pulled out, ensuring that his cum would dribble out of Buggy, and wiped his dick against Buggy’s leg. Then he grabbed one of the scraps of Buggy’s clothes and cleaned it off properly, tossing the used fabric onto Buggy’s chest. 

“Asshole!” Buggy panted, his body pink, shiny with sweat, covered in bruises. Crocodile looked over him as he pulled up his underwear and pants. He looked good like this, fucked out, covered in cum, and laying at his feet. He put on the ripped shirt and vest, pulling his coat over top and buttoning it closed to hide his bare chest. He slicked back his hair, wiped his face with a handkerchief, and pulled out a cigar, lighting it, and took a pleasurable puff. He started to leave when he felt Buggy’s hand pull at his shoulder. 

“Hey! Wait a minute!! I don’t have any clothes! Gimme some of yours!” Buggy pleaded, attempting to stand, but chopped his legs at the ankles, his legs too wobbly to support his weight. 

Crocodile looked him up and down, blowing out a puff a smoke. 

 “No.” He said with a smile, leaving the meeting room with Buggy calling after him, cursing him as he closed the door behind him. Mihawk leaned against the wall next to the doorway. 

“Well. You didn’t kill him, but I can’t say I feel much better about what you two did in there.” 

Crocodile huffed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just reminded him who’s boss.” He strode away, leaving Mihawk to deal with the naked Buggy who nervously peeked his head out from the door. 

[petrigrof-doomed-yuri]

HELP MEEEEeee!!!!2!2!3!

ok uhm. so i have way too many ideas about petrigrof that i cannot decide what to post first. so like if u wanna ask me a question in my asky question thingy and ill answer it with as much detail as i possibly can! /nf obviously this is just so i make sure A, i cover everything and B, i dont get overwhelmed by the amount of shit i wanna talk about

you dont have to obviously, but if u wanna hear someone talk abt ur crazy ideas or answer a question you don’t know (if i dont know either ill do my best to look into it!) im your gal :3 everything petrigrof related is more than welcome! simon, ice king, betty, golb, magic man, normal man, the whole mars planet in general, id be more than happy to answer!

and even if u have questions about adventure time in general ill answer! i cant promise itll be very detailed because im not as interested in it, but shoot your shot dude!

ok love u guys mwa mwa mwa <3

[luminouslywriting]

The pacific boys with ho ur stuck in a closet with and things get hot

WHOO!! A Pacific request? I know this has been sitting in my inbox for a HOT minute, so I apologize for the delay :) Enjoy though!

Cut for length, spicy content obviously included, paragraph format:

Robert Leckie: This man is delightfully pleased to be stuck in a closet with you. He's been waiting for this moment for a minute—and though he's certainly respectful about the entire thing, he's shooting his shot and going for it. Please just kiss him. You won't be able to stop and the two of you are going to get into some interesting positions while in that closet.

Snafu Shelton: Wickedly grinning about the entire thing and waiting for you to fall at his feet essentially?? Like—listen, he's great at flirting and if you reciprocate any of those feelings at all, be prepared to not be able to walk straight for at least a day. He's going to get into it and things definitely get a little kinky.

Eugene Sledge: Initially shy about the entire thing. He's mumbling about how he doesn't want to be in there. If you kiss him—or even ask if he WANTS to kiss you though—confidence restored and this man is pulling you into the sweetest makeout session you'll ever have.

John Basilone: He's laying down all of his moves and flirting. This is not a closet makeout session, this is a full-on hook-up session where this man likes to be on his knees and drawing the most obscene sounds from you that he possibly can. The thrill of being caught? Also especially enticing to him.

Runner Conley: It's a handsy makeout session for sure. He's happy to have a minute alone with you, happy to talk about whatever you want to talk about, and even happier when he gets to touch you and feel you. He's very sweet about the entire thing though and very respectful.

Hoosier Smith: Smug KING—he's all too pleased to be locked in a closet with you (and he's certain that his friends are behind the entire thing). He'll get right down to business with kissing you and telling you how he feels. Surprise him by being handsy right back and you'll be in the best relationship of your life.

Lew Chuckler: Surprised when you very boldly kiss him?? He just wasn't gonna say anything at first and was just hoping that someone would get you both out of there. But he's a kid in a candy store when you kiss him and instances like these become just a regular thing for you two.

Sid Phillips: Oddly has rizz? I can't explain it. He's reassuring that someone will get the both of you out of there soon. But he's also not missing an opportunity. This turns into a very sporadic and fun makeout session that leaves him asking if you'll be his for sure.

[pumpkinsy0]

before they got together sometimes when curlys talking w pony, the shepard gang would yell very loudly “SHOOT UR SHOT KING🗣️🗣️🗣️” and he’d slowly turn around and look like this

[yakuzacanons]

You know how the Yakuza guys all got a decent amount of rizz? I wanna see them react to a flirty af reader. I'm talking about mad rizz, where the reader's throwing their goddamn best pick up lines trynna shoot their shot.

SKSKSKSK this is so cute to me idk why, thanks a million for ur patience btw my inbox has like 30+ requests rn I'm tryin my bestest guys. Headcanons below that cut, as per usual. Have fun be safe out there my loves.

Kazuma Kiryu

Doesn't think he has rizz so he's always shocked whenever people think he's hot or try to hit on him. Kiryu isn't a flirt by nature, it kind of just happens on accident for him, so meeting someone like you is absolutely a natural flirt and knows how to use it, he just kind of gets confused. Initially, his reaction is just being totally stunned and totally blushing but trying to hide it. Eventually, he gets used to it. If he's feeling particularly brave he may try to banter back at you, but typically he's just like "Ah... thank you for saying that."

Majima Goro

Probably will fight you for the title of best flirt in Kamurocho. Secretly though, his heart is going bananas in his chest. Definitely not the type to be phased by your flirtatious nature and is pretty good at throwing one liners right back at you. Meanwhile, what he's actually thinking is "They're so freakin' cute?! How the heck are they so darn cute?!". Winks at you a lot and says things like "Right back atcha."

Saejima Taiga

Flirting bounces off of his head like a rubber ball on a gym floor. Eventually someone probably kind of smacks him on the head and is like "Dude. They're flirting with you." He'll have his surprise Pikachu face moment and then he'll just get used to it. Not naturally fliratious in the typical way and won't throw it back at you like Majima does but he has his own way of doing it, typically responding to you hitting him by smirking and saying "Ah, that's what you think of me? Really, tell me more." He gets pretty smug over time.

Akiyama Shun

Good luck at out-flirting this man. He recognizes the behavior instantly and the worst part is he's totally good at doing the exact same thing. The two of you could go back and forth for hours until Hana probably just yells at you two to get a room or something. Akiyama isn't aggressive though, he only flirts back so you flirt with him more because he's totally into it and loves the affection. Secretly he's thinking "Ah, they think THAT about me? Say it again, say it again, please!"

Tanimura Masayoshi

Pretty cute and coy when he wants to be. The first time you say something fliratious though, he'll think you're joking. It's only when it keeps happening that he realizes that is just how you operate and he will adjust his responses to match. When you hit on him, he'll start saying things like "Ah, really? What else do you like about me, what else?" while smiling or laughing. He's pretty casual about it.

Ryuji Goda

Kind of like Saejima except he's just like that right out of the gate. Ryuji can be a really heavy flirt when he wants to be, it's just a matter of right place, time, and person. Being flirted with that openly is kind of a turn on for him, so he will most likely engage pretty early on. Smirks a lot and maintains hard eye contact.

Nishikiyama Akira

A fluffy little mess on the inside but trying to be a flirty little king on the outside. A pretty decent flirt and isn't very phased by your fliratious behavior. Usually responds with something dumb like "My, my, are you trying to hit on me?". Pretty mischevious with his responses in general. Deep down though, he just LOVES getting hit on. Loves the whole thing, one-liners, silly nicknames, the whole deal.

Daigo Dojima

Similar boat with Kiryu and Saejima in that initially he's just confused a little. However, Daigo can absolutely turn the tables on you if he REALLY feels like it. He tends to save that for emergencies though, like if you've really been hitting on him particularly hard. Normally, he just lets you have your fun, partially because he secretly just likes hearing you say those things and finds his lack of engagement makes you do that more. If he does engage though, he says things like "It's cute when you say things like that. Do it again." Secretly kind of playful once you get to know him.

Mine Yoshitaka

Best flirt out of all of the boys. He saves his fliratious energy so you wouldn't think at first that he's a natural flirt. Truthfully, Mine just knows when to bring it out and is great at gauging the situation. Lets you think you have the flirtatious upper hand only to turn the whole situation around. Type of guy to lean in close after you say something particularly fliratious and say "What was that? I didn't quite hear you, do you want to say that again?" Extremely skilled at using his voice.

Tatsuo Shinada

Actually a decent flirt despite his goofy personality. Totally blushes openly when hit on, saying things like "Ah, you really think so? Thanks!". Loves getting hit on by people, honestly. The best at giving you compliments in return though, type of guy to be like "No, YOU'RE cute" and he could do that for hours, so watch out.

[bagelo0]

Since you asked me some imma ask some too :D 🎼 💣 ?

HAMILTON ASK GAME YAYYY FROM SAVVY 💥‼️

🎼 - if u got to play one character, who would it be?

really basic, but i want to play burr, not bc i can, believe me when i say i’m worse than lin at singing, but man i just love burr so much, and i would say he has the coolest moments in the whole show and arguably the coolest lines too, “im the damn fool that shot him”, “im a trust fund baby u can trust me 😏”, the entirety of the room where it happens, wait for it, ur obedient servant, too many to mention honestly point is burr is my fav and i wanna to play him LMAO—also i get to shoot hamilton, thats a fun bonus

💣 - what’s your fav scene in hamilton?

this one is actually so hard 😔, but based on the vibe and proshot version, one of my favs is the reynold’s pamphlet, im sorry, but that overhead shot with them throwing the papers while they parade around hamilton is just *chef’s kiss*, and like the whole choreography of that song itself is just so inspired like who the hell thought of making king george there too and him also dancing around bc that is so fun and genius, loved when he joined the rest in taunting hamilton, they also get george washington to look dissapointed at hamilton like everyone is against him and thats perfect 🙂↕️

but if i can pick more (ill explain if someone asks me), the second verse of hurricane, satisfied rewind sequence, right hand man after washington hires hamilton, the entirety of dear theodosia, the first part of non stop, hamilton’s part in your obedient servant, the ten duel commandments sequence, and prob more that i can’t think of rn bc i love every second of this show its so peak 💥

the ask game

[officrnolen]

MEET THE MUN

tagged by: @gntlets thats so gae of u.... tagging: my demons.... if u consider yourself my demon do it

name ? mak. kai. makai. and if ur mad at me, makenzie.

pronouns ? she / they uwu

preferred comms ? discord by a long shot. its just less stressful for me and easier to keep track / respond. also if ur reading this add me makenzaaay.

name of muse ? madelyn madison hampter submissive and breedable maddie nolen.

experience in rp ? on tumblr ... since like 2016 but in general like....2011???

best experience ? meeting u guys awwwww (steals king's joke but louder)

pet peeves / dealbreakers ? uhhhhh shipping in*est / p*do stuff etc etc. taking away canon lgbt sexualities. just. literal illegal stuff. all that.

fluff, angst, or smut ? AN GST. i like putting my muses into the grinder and watching them fall apart :)) fluff is good once in a while and smut is fun and i think both are good for character development and thoughts but i like angst the most.

plot or memes ? i lean towards memes more but plotting is fun too!! its just trouble sometimes cuz i take a long time to form thoughts and i dont want people to think im purposefully not responding.

long or short replies ? depends because short is good for crack and texts and what not but whether i like to or not all my stuff ends up a few paragraphs. I JUST NEED TO LET THE THOUGHTS OUT.

best time to write ? ohhhh evening/night. esp the middle of the nigth where all is silent and i dont feel like im missing anything jhgfgh

are you like your muse ? i too would shoot my shot. i too want to be picked up and manhandled by the women.

[noisymutantherelol]

Mk crew x toothless!reader

°Mk tells you everything even about the lady bone demon

°Mk and you fly around the city often

°You are the most loved one in the group,and feared(For reasons)

°Tang finds you rather adorable,so dose Mei

°You and Mei are a Power Duo,and siblings

°You are pigsy's and tangs kid,Tang checks your mechanical (?) Fin thing

°Sandy gives you the best scratches

°When Monkey King first meet you,he found you sweet but when you got angry......He has a new stage of PTSD-

-S3 timeline now-

°When the lady bone demon appeared,Mei's first instinct was to check on you

°You were pissed when you saw Mk hurt you tried to Use ur powers and then went ✨invisible✨ before shooting her again

°You Definitely did not like Macaque when he showed up *angry cat dragon mode*

°you almost fried his ass bro

°You were just • ^• while the ship was going ✨Undah tha SeA✨

°You were just looking at Ao guang like "bro,are you fr?", you had to help sandy clean

°You shot down the wall of the prison with Mei saying,"Dragon Bazooka, DEPLOY " BANG

°Mk betted you first cuz your you and your a powerful being

Pt.2 is still in the makes........