#they knew what they were doing tying him to that chair 👀

[leopardmuffinxo]

Happy to see another Rugan fan! I thought there was only like 4 of us lol.

i am a simple woman. i see an attractive NPC with 4 lines, i fall in love.

fun fact: Rugan was the first NPC i fell for in EA and the first non-romanceable NPC i shipped with one of my Tavs, Ylva. also, my first “made up scene” gif set was of him and her.

beautiful bastard sparked my whole “if they won’t let me kiss them in game, i’ll do it myself” mind set. i would love for all his cut content to be added back in the definitive edition, but i won’t get my hopes up. i waited 3 years for that pint larian. how dare you!

[mugeesworld]

I saw that you're in need of requests 👀 May I request something for our sweet future pirate King luffy? Just pure sweet fluff!

Luffy is whining like always for food to be ready and their wonderful sweet and kind-hearted s/o feels so bad and deciaded to make some dessert for him and him only? Like he's so touched and when he tries it you can see the biggest shine over the whole sunny how good it is?! I bet he would fight anyone who dares to Touch or even try it

Making a Sweet Treat for Luffy!

Am I responding to this like a year later? Yes. Yes I am. Cause a promise is a promise and I'ma do every single one in my inbox RAHHHHHHHH. IK IT DOESN'T SAY CHUBBY READER BUT I'M A CHUBBY READER BLOG SO EVERYTHING HAS A PLUS SIZE READER I MIND!!!!!? I didnt mean to type that in caps oops! I'm gonna guess you want it gender neutral! Ty for the request ♥︎ it's low-key ended up crappy 🥲

Luffys waits not so patiently as sanji cooks lunch #3. Clenching his teeth and licking his lips. So desperately hungry. Y/n watches from their chair as he glares at the pan his soon to be lunch is in. They can't help but giggle seeing him so riled up.

Sanji finally serves Luffy his lunch but with in seconds the large meal is gone. "More please!" he says rubbing his belly. Sanji sighs and picks up the plates. "You're appetite is getting harder and harder to keep up with Luffy!" he chuckles.

Y/n stands up from their chair to help pick up the remaining plates. They watch as sanji clenches his teeth and rubs his head. "Are you alright Sanji? You look a little pale!" they say giving him a concerned look.

He sighs and puts the plates on the counter. "I'm not sure....My heads pounding!" he groans, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead once again. "Why don't you go see chopper? Luffy can wait for lunch #4!" y/n says putting the rest of the plates down.

They start to push him towards the kitchen door. "Alright alright. I'll be back in 30 at the most!" he grumbles walking out of the kitchen.

Within a few seconds Luffy starts to groan. "I'm hungryyyyyyy. How much longer till 30 minutes is overrrrr??"

Y/n shakes their head and chuckles. "Well seeing as he just walked out the door id say it's gonna be a while!" They make their way towards the kitchen. Thinking about washing the dishes to help sanji. "Meatttt. I need meat!..." Luffy groans slamming his face on the table.

Y/n sighs. "Give me a moment and I'll see what I can fix up for you alright?" she smiles, putting the plates in the sink. Luffy perks up immediately. "Really! Alright!"

Y/n thinks about what to make. It needs to be something quick and easy yet filling... They ponder for a moment before coming to a idea. Beignets!

They quickly get out the ingredients to make their dough before getting out a large pot and filling it with oil. While the oil heats up they start to make their dough.

After frying the dough they fill the inside with chocolate sauce and sprinkle powdered sugar over the top. They look proudly at their beautiful dish.

"Ok Luffy close your eyes!" they say excitedly. Luffy obeys and shuts his eyes. Holding his fork and knife in his hand with a huge smile on his face. Y/n places the plate in front of him. "Ok open!"

Luffy opens his eyes and looks down. His mouth drops open, eyes going wide. "You made this y/n!?" he says smiling. They nod and watch as he picks up one taking a big bite.

Luffy feels like his body is melting. He has never ate something so delishes in his life. As he eats his food he keeps trying to talk with his mouth full. Y/n laughs as they watch him get powdered sugar all over his face.

The door suddenly opens to reveal sanji. "Sanji! How's your head?" y/n asks relieved to see he's ok. "Chopper gave me some medicine and said it was allergies! I'm feeling way better- wait. Did you make beignets? I never knew you cooked!" he says surprised.

"Yeah I did! Luffy was hungry so I decided to make something while you were gone! I'll clean up the kitchen though don't worry!" they say putting another plate of food down for Luffy.

"No that's alright! They smell wonderful! You'll have to teach me the recipe sometime!" he exclaims reaching for one off luffys plate.

Luffy quickly moves the plate. "Y/n made them for me so they are mine!" he mumbles. His mouth still full of food. Sanji grumbles "With the amount I cook for you, you could at least let me have one you jerk!"

Sanji continues to try and grab the plate but no matter where he went Luffy stretches his arms away until he eats the last one. Y/n laughs. "I'll make some more later so you and the crew can try some! But right now we need to sweep the floor cause y'all got powdered sugar every where slinging the plate around!" they laugh looking at the two men now covered in sugar.

[sardonic-the-writer]

Idk if you write this or not (sorry if you don't and it makes you u comfortable) but, what do you think the bursonas are like in bed 👀? What are their kinks 🌝?

Jeezus anon are you trying to kill me? It's six in the morning, I'm not prepared for this shit [*sobs*]

LMAN!BUR

Standard Wilbur as we all know, around his presidency arc. Still reeling from wining against Dream. But when it comes to the bedroom and not the battlefield though, he's pretty basic. Just likes to see you happy, make you feel nice. One of the only versions of Wilbur that uses a condom and proper safe system (sadly). Then again though, this is about as sane as he gets. So enjoy it

Does love it when you call him sir though.

POGTOPIA!BUR

I don't even know if he'd want to have sex. I mean, with how much he's coped up in his musty hole of a room, sure the man gets horny pretty easily. But Wilbur has so much more to be doing than numbing the legs off of you. He did end up bringing you back to his bed once, and a gun may or may not have come out to play, but I guess we'll never know, now will we?

GHOSTBUR

This guy. This guy right here. Best man to have sex with if you're all for consent. Fucking hell, he even asks permission for hand holding. So you best bet that in bed he's going to be as curtious to you as he can.

Uses the green, yellow, red system and checks every three minutes to make sure you're doing alright. Ready to stop whenever you need (because as a ghost, I don't know why, but he has such high tolerance. Can litteraly fuck you forever)

He's a switch; likes to take care of you, but will cave if you pull the right strings. Ghostbur also has a sort of kink where he likes to give you blue as you reach your peak. Claims that it makes you enjoy it better, and strangly, it actually does.

REVIVEBUR

Switch. Switch all the way. Have you seen how he acts with Quackity? Man's talks a big game but is prepared to take what he dished out. But loves to take controll as much as he does loose it. Sometimes you'll even find him laying there with a smirk as you try to flustered him (but to no avail.)

Has a temperature kink. Sometimes we all forget that he spent a large portion of his life in Antarctica with Phil and Techno, so he's all for dropping an ice cube or two here and there.

I don't even think I have to explain the fire aspect.

Also, has a praise kink. More giving than receiving.

PHANTOM!BUR

A switch. Not much to elaborate on there, he just dosent mind being the one on the bottom sometimes. But when he does prevail and come out on top, he's a kinky bastard.

Loves to do a thing called spider walking. A not really well known kink, but it sure as fuck is an interesting one.

Spider walking is basically tying someone up to a chair, blind folded, noise canceling headphones on, room dark, ect ect. The seated person has no idea what's going on. They can't see, hear, feel, or smell. It's just darkness.

And then in comes Wilbur. With his night vision and dark navy wings that beostlewhen you run your fingers through them. He takes his time over stimulating you by just touches of his fingers. By just the feel of his breath on your back untill a puddle of your own want has formed on the seat

I guess being the predator comes with his animalistic side

SIMPBUR

Dear lord. How do I even explain this.

Man's has a secret fantasy of you stalking him.

He imagines more often than not how it would feel to come home and see that one of his boxers are missing. Or that his sheets looked slightly used. Or how his closet had been rummaged through and was looking more empty than usual.

Wilbur also would love to fuck you against a sliding door that looks out onto the streets below, just so that way everyone knew you were his. And that he was never letting you go

[ackermans-freedom-inc]

sMUT REQUESTS?? 👀 from YOU?? 👀👀👀 Umm Umm Umm let's see. How about Levi x Reader... maybe... (spins wheel) sub Levi?? Tying him up?? Slapping?? You definitely do not have to take this idea though if you're not feeling it. Literally any smut you write I will read a minimum of 100 times 💘💘💘

THIRSTY THURSDAY #3 IS GIVING ME HEART PALPITATIONS. THAT IS ALL. PLS ENJOY MY AMAZING FRIEND @anlian-aishang. NSFW BELOW THE CUT - 18+!!! 

It really had started out as a joke of sorts. You, offhandedly commenting how he was bad at following orders when Levi responded with a “Tch, annoying.” to Erwin’s orders regarding upcoming plans. You really were not sure why he fixated on a comment like that, deep in thought for the rest of the day.

You discovered what he had been thinking about that night when you retreated to your shared bedroom and found him sitting in his usual chair. And when your eyes flicked over to the mess of items on the table, you were shocked. Handcuffs, a riding crop, and some lengths of rope along with Levi’s requisite cup of tea were laying there, as Levi observed your facial reactions from his seat. “You said something about following orders? Care to test your theory?”

You were flabbergasted, not really sure what to do or say. You knew you enjoyed being in control, and your cheeks flushed thinking about the times you sat atop him, hands bracing against his chest while you rode. Or the times when you derived particular joy from holding him down on the bed while your eyes teared up from the feeling of his cock poking at the back of your throat. Or even the times when he pulled at your hair, trying to get you to let up on your sucking, only for you to go faster, head bobbing and tongue flicking

Your silence must have spooked him, because soon you felt gentle hands take yours, and when your eyes snapped back into focus, worry filled grey met e/c. “Hey, Y/N.” he breathed, “if you don’t want to, just say.”

Smiling, you let go with one hand and reached for the riding crop. Giving it an experimental flick, you licked your lips before speaking. “Strip.”

~

You swallowed thickly, admiring the view. For once, you were in complete control. Levi was on the bed, his arms tied with rope attached to each end of the bedpost, his gorgeous cock laying against his stomach, the tip glistening as you licked your lips. His eyes were covered with fabric, and you felt yourself get wet at the prospect of dominating the man you so admired. You had told him in two words what you wanted. “Don’t move.” You were going to have your fun.

You strode over to the bed, quiet as a mouse. The only warning sign was the woosh of air, but half a second later, your riding crop made contact with Levi’s thigh. He grunted, twitching for a second, straining against the ropes that bound him before laying back down, still as he was before. You could feel your arousal dripping down your thighs, and you knew you had to hurry up. You couldn’t hold out for as long as Levi could, and all you could think about was sinking yourself onto him. Gliding the tip of the riding crop, you traced up his legs. Around the inside of his thighs, ghosting around his cock before trailing down the other thigh. With every twitch, every movement the man made, you punished him with a smack, barely holding back your own moan whenever he would grunt or swear under his breath.

You could barely contain yourself. The rope around his wrists made your throat run dry. The way his fingers wrapped around the rope as it extended to the bedposts, the way his muscles were covered with a light sheen of sweat, and the way your light touches made his veins stand out against pale flesh made you hum, committing the sight before you to memory.

Deciding you had enough of teasing, you crawled onto the bed, sitting between his parted legs, not a single part of your body making contact with his. When your tongue ran up the length of his cock, the strangled moan that made its way out of Levi’s mouth had you dripping onto the bedsheets. As quick as you started, you stopped. Switching gears, you ran your nails along his inner thighs, relishing in the way his muscles tensed under your touch. Bending down, you gave the soft skin a gentle lick, a soft sigh escaping both your mouths. Your lick quickly turned into a suck, and before long, a gorgeous mottled mark appeared where your lips were.

“Fuck…Y/N…fuck” the man beneath you squirmed, and you realized that was as close to him begging as you were going to get. Smiling to yourself, you decided to give him what he wanted.

Once again, you leaned over him, the flat of your tongue licking him from root to tip, the sounds coming from him feeding your confidence. Flicking over the tip of his cock, you purred at the taste of him mixed with the scent of his body wash. You felt hips buck under you and you finally obliged, taking him into your mouth. The both of you groaned again, and you set a punishing pace, remembering all the times he held your writhing hips down. The usually quiet man was uncharacteristically vocal today, the blindfold, ropes, and your behaviour forming a dangerous blend.

You watched through half lidded eyes as the man beneath you tried to form words between gasps of your name. Any other day and he would’ve pushed you off him and flipped you over to have his way with you, but not today. Today you were in control. His hands were gripped so tightly around the rope that you swore there would be marks on the bedpost, and his legs were shaking. You knew he was close. Removing your lips from him with a pop, he barely caught a breath to mutter a shaky “fuck” before you were lowering yourself onto him. He couldn’t help himself once he felt the tip of his cock meet your unbearable heat, your arousal dripping down onto him. He bucked his hips again, seeking your soft heat at the same time you lowered yourself down, and ended up thrusting deep within you.

You willed yourself to stay still, your core throbbing around him as you adjusted, your controlling demeanour fading as he gave a couple experimental shifts of his hips. But you had to see it through. A slap to his thighs and a soft bark of “don’t move” stopped his movement as you got on your feet, bracing against his chest as you lifted yourself off him, feeling a little cold and empty, teasing him, barely an inch inside you.

And there you stayed for a solid minute, not letting him go any deeper. When you finally sunk down, taking him fully, you were on a mission to chase down your release. And by the Walls did you ride him, the bed creaking as the sound of rope straining against wood accompanied your whimpers and his soft grunts. As impressive as your performance had been, Levi was still the victor, your release crashing down before his. But just barely. Your thighs were slick with sweat and arousal, sliding against his. And if you have him some more time to think about it, he would think it disgusting. But in the moment, he just wanted to empty himself inside you. And he did just that, your clenching walls and twitching release sending him over the edge. You collapsed onto him, and reached for his blindfold first, revealing soft grey eyes that twinkled in amusement as they met yours. You then reached out and untied him, grimacing slightly as your felt liquid dribble down your thighs. In silence, Levi regarded you, fingers rubbing over slightly red skin that made a ring around his wrist. You met his silence, sitting on your knees, a small shy smile on your face.

You really should have known better, because the next moment, he had pushed you forward, your hands reaching out to catch your fall, resulting in you on all fours in front of him. You felt the soft fabric of the blindfold come down over your eyes, a knot tying at the back of your head. His hands then reached out and grabbed a handful of your hair, tearing your head back making you moan. A sharp slap came down over your ass as he leaned in, breath ghosting over the shell of your ear, “You had your fun. Don’t think I’ll let all that teasing go unpunished. Be a good girl and hold on tight for me…”