#zo sexy

[the-cursed-wife]

Michiel as Daario Naharis ⚔️ GOT

[lynxindisguise]

may I present the (in)official moodboard for lace him up december 🎀

CAT!!! CAT I’M SCREAMING!!! this is everything!! sirius would absolutely buy all of these corsets for his princess, and remus would feel so so pretty in them 🥰

[akirakirxaa]

𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑥ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝐼 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑦, 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 '𝐼𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦' 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.

[more shots under the break]

[nururu]

I always find it funny that zo/sans will be like: oh I hate these problematic ideas that come out of one piece fans :(

And then two seconds later: I want zoro and sanji to be in an abusive relationship where sanji fucks zoro dry and raw and calls him a faggot and theres no love and no affection and zoros just being used as a hole and an outlet and afterwards sanji is even more angry and abusive bc he has so much internalized homophobia it's hard for him. Idc how it effects zoro, but my poor baby sanji needs to figure himself out and zoro can take massive amounts of abuse so its okay :)

[enbyfication]

you're in Portugal, I'm in Spain rn, we should make out about it!

sorry i don't kiss people from spain u gotta be willing to cross the border and speak ugly throat spanish with the rest of us to make out sloppy style 🥰🥰

[vriendenboekjes]

KABINET NET GEVALLEN?!?! OP LIVE TV?!?

[zorosangell]

BANGING AT THE BARS OF MY HORNY JAIL PLS I NEED THAT PART TWO

⛥ﾟ・。 fantasy

synopsis: part two of theory

cw: nsfw, just pure nsfw.

a/n: i'm so fuckin lonely...

"You're a real freak, y'know that?" you moaned into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his neck as he roughly tackled you onto his bed, pinning you down with his body weight. "Didn't even ask me if I wanted to age..."

"Shut up," Zoro groaned, lips capturing yours in another hot, messy kiss, stealing your breath away.

Was what you said undoubtedly true? Sure.

But he'd acknowledge your gloating after he fulfilled his fantasy.

Gasping for air, the swordsman broke the kiss to pull his clothes off, stripping himself of his robe, his pants, and his shoes, leaving himself in his boxers.

Which looked way tighter than usual...

Eyes focusing for a moment, you realized that he was even bigger than you originally thought, the man practically towering over you in both width and height.

Along with a certain... asset of his, print clear as day despite the dim room.

'He's gonna kill me...'

Zoro smirked at your expression, the enamored look in your eyes stroking his ego more than he'd be willing to admit.

"What happened to all the back talk?" he purred, cockily, squeezing your face in his hand. "Cat got your tongue?"

You paused a moment, fighting off the moan that threatened to slip at the gruff of his voice.

God, he sounded sexy.

"It's just... You're so..." you shuddered in delight as he moved to your neck, sucking soft hickeys into your skin. "Big."

He chuckled, a small smirk stretching onto his lips.

"Well, you better get used to it," he grinned, cheekily, into your skin. "We might be goin' back to normal tomorrow, but this is the body you're gonna be lookin' at for the rest of your life."

Then, instantly, he snapped off your bra, flinging it away before his lips and hands attached to your nipples.

His lips licked and sucked at them like a starving man, his hands groping the sensitive flesh and pinching your buds with his thick, calloused fingers.

"Look at these beautiful fuckin' tits," he rasped, more to himself than you.

Your head dropped back and your mouth fell open, captured by the pleasure he was providing.

"Z-Zoro," you whimpered, every graze of his teeth and lick of his tongue having your pussy gushing.

It wasn't long before you found yourself rolling your hips against his knee, your hands grasping his broad shoulders for purchase.

Zoro hummed as you ground your wet, panty-covered core against his knee, smirking up at you playfully.

He gave your each of your breasts one last suck before he lowered himself to eye-level with your pussy.

Gently, he pried your thighs open, revealing your sobbing wet core.

And as soon as he got a look at your puffy, wet pussy, he groaned, his cock visibly twitching in his pants.

“Shit,” he hissed.

Like diving into an ocean, he dove into your waters, his hands sliding under your ass to give him a better angle, and a better way to plunge his tongue deeper inside you.

He lapped and sucked at your pussy and sensitive clit, his tongue flicking and swirling around your hole like he needed it.

Like he craved it.

You grabbed at his hair, pushing his head deeper into you as you wailed and moaned to the heavens.

“O-Oh, my Gods!” you cried out to the ceiling. “Zo', yes, more! Please give me more! Don’t stop!” 

Your voice bounced off of the bedroom walls, unbound and unashamed.

He was so eager.

You hadn't had this kind of pleasure—so intense and explosive—in so long.

His wet mouth and soft lips felt so good—his nose brushing against your clit as his tongue swirls inside your pussy nearly taking you to the edge.

You felt incredible… too incredible.

Zoro worked his mouth fast, pulling you quickly toward an orgasm that gathered in your core and threatened to tumble over you.

“Wait, Zoro!” you protested. “Slow down! ‘M gonna cum too fast!” 

Zoro's grey eyes peered up at you through hooded lids as he continued to lap at your cunt.

“Do it,” he demanded. “I’m gonna make you cum as many times as I want to. I’ll make you scream your pretty lungs out till dawn, baby. I’m not wastin' any time.” 

He ducked back down, going faster, and even adding his thick fingers inside the wet, tight depths of your pussy.

Your walls clenched around him instantly as he expertly found that spongy spot, already gliding his fingers up against it, encouraging you to cum with every stroke of his fingers and tongue.

“Do it,” he ordered. “Cum for me. Cum around my fingers, pretty. I’ve got you. I promise.” 

And you knew he did.

He gripped one of your hips with one hand as he finger fucked you with the other, humming “mm-hmm” and other encouraging words that are smothered by you as he dragged you closer to your orgasm.

When it finally broke, it crashed onto you like a wave, forcing your back to arch off of the bed like you were experiencing an exorcism.

“Fuck!” you sobbed as you felt your body shake and shudder through your earth-shattering orgasm. 

Moans of Zoro's name and curses to the stars left your lips as he carried you through your body-quaking orgasm… and even after, when your body ached and your heart was pounding, he continued to eat your pussy.

He continued to lap and suck at your lips, cleaning up the cum that dribbled out your hole and down your ass-crack.

Finally, when he was good and satisfied, he pulled away from you and sat back onto his knees, breathing heavily, his chin and lips shiny with your juices and his saliva. 

A weak moan left your lips as your pussy twitched in delight and exhaustion from being so stimulated.

You felt so, so good... so free.

You looked at your man adoringly, wanting him to know how much you loved him and how good he made you feel.

Meanwhile, Zoro was marveling at how utterly beautiful you were.

'Christ...'

Age be damned, sprawled out in front of him was a goddamn angel.

He looked at you like you were his only salvation, like you were the only thing in his whole universe.

Like you were his only reason for breathing.

“Zoro...” you sighed. “That was amazing. I—“ 

“I need to fuck you now,” he growled, shamelessly, desperation clear in his eyes. “And I can't promise I won't knock you up in the process...” 

You blinked at him, your sight slightly blurred from the orgasms and your throat raw from the screaming.

You found yourself burning for him like there was a wildfire lit inside you.

You leaned back against the pillows and opened your cum-soaked thighs for him, showing him your glistening pussy.

“I'll talk to Chopper tomorrow,” you replied. “I'm all yours.” 

Zoro stared at your pussy, spread open for him like it'd spun gold.

Suddenly, the awkward, quiet, easily-flustered man you'd grown to love disappeared, replaced with someone who was starved, rough, demanding, and merciless.

It both thrilled and frightened you.

“Oh, you’re gonna fuckin’ get it, woman,” he growled before grabbing you by your ankles, dragging you toward him as your let out a meek yelp.

He threw your legs over his shoulders with ease, and prepared to slide deep inside of you. 

Just off his tone, you knew he meant business.

And you were proven right when he proceeded to put you in nearly every position known to man.

He first started by fucking you in missionary, giving you a deep, deep dicking that nearly touched your soul, making you see stars.

One of his big, veiny hands pinned your thigh down as his cock plunged in and out of your wet, sobbing cunt. He pounded you into the mattress, his big body pressed against yours and his hips hammering your pelvis. 

Then, he fucked you on your back, hanging off the edge.

He fucked you on your stomach, your ass held up while his feet were firmly planted on the bed, slamming his dick deep inside of you.

He fucked you on your side, his hands cupping your jiggling breasts while his lips caressed your neck and shoulders.

And he made you cum... Every. Single. Time. 

By the time he had you on your knees with his cock buried deep in your pussy, your arms pulled behind your back, your body was aching for rest and your pussy was a gushy mess around his cock. 

But still, you persisted, moaning and screaming at the top of your lungs the harder he fucked you.

Your voice, along with his own, the creaking bed-springs, and the sound of skin slapping against skin, filled the air around you.

“Yes, yes, Zoro, yes!” you babbled, your words a jumbled mess.

Zoro groaned from behind you, the sound of your sexy voice sending a flutter to cut straight through his stomach.

“God, how'd you stay so damn sexy after so long? How is that even possible?” he panted, letting out the occasional grunt. "How's that possible, huh? Huh? Tell me, pretty.” 

You were too gone to answer.

He slammed his hips harder against your ass, making it bounce and jiggle.

The harder he went, the more intense your orgasm got, and you felt yourself about to have your sixth one of the day.

Or... night?

You couldn't tell.

The two of you had been at it for hours, fucking and cumming all over the bed.

You couldn't even remember what day it was anymore.

All you could think about was Zoro's dick and cumming on it.

“Shit, m'gunna...fuck! ...m'gunna cum!” you sobbed, wet tears staining your cheeks. 

“Cum for me, pretty,” he demanded. “Do it!”

And you do—like a puppet on a string, you writhed in the air and came all over his cock.

A weak, long moan left your lips as you came undone, all self-control leaving you.

Zoro pulled out of you with a hiss, muttering about how "fuckin' tight" you were.

When you released, your arms fell to your sides as you crumbled onto the mattress, falling face-first into the pillow.

Your body was hot and sweaty, your pussy twitching, your ass stinging.

You were completely spent. 

Zoro leaned down to kiss your forehead, smiling at your exhaustion.

“C'mon, you can't be tired already...” he panted, cheekily, pulling some of your hair out your face.

You weakly moaned in response, too tired to speak.

“Too bad... 'cause I got one more left...” 

Before you could even protest, he grabbed your weak body and forced you on your knees, hiking your ass up for him.

He sank into your overly sensitive, used pussy once more, drawing a moan out of both of you.

You let him do as he pleased, too exhausted to argue.

He took hold of your hips and rutted into you like his life depended on it, nailing that spot that made you see the entire universe behind your eyelids again and again.

It felt so damn good.

He fucked you at a breakneck pace, going faster with each second that passed.

“O-Oh, s-shit!” you screamed into the mattress. “F-Fuck, Zoro, f-f-u-uck!” 

Zoro was egged on by your moans, his pelvis slamming into your ass and taking your very breath away.

“Take all of me,” he groans. “Take all of this dick, baby. It’s yours. All of it is fuckin’ yours. Always was and always will be.”

He hiked up his leg and fucked you on one knee, forcing him to grow louder and his groans to become more desperate and needy. 

“God, you're so fuckin'—!” he rasped. “Too fuckin' good!”

As tears sprang from your eyes, you lifted yourself up onto weak arms to look back at him.

“Show me!” you goaded. “Show me...fuck! show me how good... Cum inside me, Zo'!” 

You began to toss your ass back into him, meeting his every thrust.

That must've pleased him too because he began to roll his hips harshly against your ass, rutting into you like he was hellbent on taking you out.

His handsome face was flushed and glittering with sweat, his moss-green hair plastered to his wet forehead.

“Gonna cum,” he warned. “Gonna cum deep inside you. You better cum with me, too, pretty.” 

You nodded and wailed into the pillow, gripping it for dear life as another blinding orgasm ripped through your body.

Zoro fucked you right through it until he felt his own nut coming and desperately picked up the pace chase his high.

“Shit!” he hissed. “‘M'cummin’...fuck! ... m'cummin'!”

And when he filled you up, it was explosive.

It was deep... it was intense... it filled every part of you, engulfing you with warmth and the feeling of being absolutely stuffed to the brim.

But, once all is said and done, and the two of you are all cleaned up, you both lay side by side in his bed, finally able to rest.

You curled into his chest, leaning your head against his heart and wrapping your arms around him.

He welcomed it, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“All of a sudden, twenty years from now doesn't seem so bad,” you quipped, letting out a faint laugh. "If anything, I'm looking forward to it."

“Who's says I'm waitin' twenty years for this?" he scoffed, simply, his arm pulling you closer as his face nuzzled into your neck.

Amused, you let out a small chuckle, giving Zoro a soft kiss on his collarbone, before allowing yourself to shut your eyes, slowly drifting to sleep

No matter the age, you loved your swordsman, and you knew he felt the same way about you.

Though...

If aging got you sex like this... you might have to try it again sometime...

[sleepymarimo]

𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕦𝕤.

summary: zoro loves when you're as crazy for him as he is for you pairing: zoro x gn!reader cw: some religious themes, overall pretty soft. no explicit nsfw, but the events occur after sexy time so y'all are nakey an: i think zoro is very neat.

zoro would give you anything if you asked for it. he'd tilt the whole world on its axis if you gave him the word. that’s why it drives him absolutely insane when he gazes into your eyes and knows that you’d do anything for him.

zoro is so, so greedy, his hands always finding purchase on your skin as if he were afraid that some divine force would realize its mistake and pry you away from him. your presence served as an anchor, the unwavering support and patience you gave him making the swordsman wonder why he deserved you. his pride and affection towards you swell as your hands do the same, wrapping around his shoulders while your fingers traced the delicate skin of his back, unmarred by scars and blemishes.

your legs are snuggly wrapped around his waist, his whole body atop of yours as the both of you revel in a post-coital embrace. you give him a lazy half-smile, your eyes half-lidded. the look you bestow upon him is clouded with adoration and lust, love and trust.

he’s a devil, a demon. he’s lost his chance at salvation a long time ago, but when you look at him with those eyes? it has him feeling like a fucking god.

there’s no reluctance, no hesitation, just loyalty and a devotion so overwhelming it makes his head spin. he knows you’d claw your way out of those heavenly golden gates and through purgatory just to be with him, even if it meant eternal damnation.

all or nothing.

and he loves it.

it drives him to edge of madness to think that someone, someone like you, would go through such lengths for him. he takes in every feature of your face, from the curve of your cheeks to the tip of your nose.

your lips quirk into a smile as you take note of how his mind wanders. his features are momentarily softened, his gaze intense. one of your hands trails along his back, towards his shoulder and up his neck until you rest your palm on his cheek. his earrings lightly chime together as your fingers brush against them. "what're you thinking about, zo'?"

he shakes himself out of his daze, the hypnotizing lull of your stare. there’s no point in thinking, not when you’re below him, looking so pretty and perfect.

“don’t worry about it.” he rasps, easily leaning all of his weight onto one arm as his free hand moved to possessively cup your chin.

his lips meet yours and he enjoys every second of it, an unspoken promise exchanged through gnashing teeth and soft tongues. when he pulls back, takes in the intensity of the emotion that swims behind your eyes, he can’t help but smirk.

because when the world crumbles, when the oceans dry and the stars themselves fall from the sky, he’ll only be sure of one thing…

“s’just you n’ me.”

[corvidae-00]

Love All Mine

A/N: ANOTHER ONE- This was requested! And I'm so excited to be writing it >:) I also got some friendly advice which I thank! i haven't written in a long time so my formats are kinda weird but I appreciate the Anon that reached out so here is some work on that!!!

THIS IS A SMUT- IF UR UNDER 18- DO NOT READ >:^

Joost x Virgin!Insecure!Goth!Plus sized! Reader :D

CW: Sexy time, insecurity while lovemaking, Joost being the man that he is and loving reader no matter what, Joost loves all body types- bro is not picky-, loves reader the most tho, Swearing, slight overstimulation- >:3

word count: 2,480

You and Joost have been together for longer than either one of you can remember. meeting during your teen years and kicking it off. He has watched you grow and develop and become the beautiful woman you are and you have done the same, Watching him grow his music career and become a person you have always found safety in. He had always protected you from the bullies who made you feel down about your weight and was always the person to lift you back up afterward and restore your self-esteem-

That being said- Joost and you have never had sex, you have made out, touched, and gotten so close but never continued. you never questioned that maybe he didn't love you- it seemed like his own worries or anxiety, but that would change.. Getting home you set your bag down and sigh the makeup you always articulately put on in the morning feeling heavy from your long shift at work and you are ready to just lay down with the love of your life, you kick the door shut with the bottom of your foot and set the keys on the counter only then noticing your Boyfriend still had not run up to greet you- which was weird for him and definitely out of character, maybe he was asleep?

"Joost?" you call out carefully if he is asleep and you don't want to wake him up or cause a disruption. kicking off your flats you walk deeper into your shared apartment, pictures of you and Joost hung up everywhere, conventions, concerts, dates- they all had fond memories. Getting closer to your room you quiet your footsteps knowing your boyfriend to snore no matter what position he is in but when you hear soft panting and grumbling. Blinking a few times you step closer unsure if you are hearing correctly "God, je bent zo mooi" a gruff Dutch accent breathes out and you can feel your face flush red realizing it is Joost. Touching himself. You peak into the room seeing your boyfriend's back as he sits on the edge of the bed with his head thrown back and hair messy and disheveled, eyes closed and mouth slightly hanging open. You can feel your eyes dilate and your mouth quickly watering- maybe this is wrong to watch-

Before you can turn around and act like you saw nothing Joost's eyes droopily open and quickly snap open upon seeing you- "schijten!" He yells surprised sitting up and you blink a few times his voice lower than you are used to "Babe- I- uh-" He sputters out "I wasn't expecting you home-" he explains watching you push into the room as Joost grabs the blanket to cover himself up trying to keep any ounce of dignity he may have left his face flushed red and sweat trailing down his brow. You both have a stare off and before you can think you mutter out "Do you want help..?" your mouth goes faster than your head can catch and understand what you just said clicking and you quickly blink "I mean- if you want" You mutter and before you can overthink it Joost nods eagerly "God I want you" he huffs out his grip on the blanket increasing. The goth look had always been a style Joost loved, especially on you- and he wasn't ever scared to think about you in that scene.

You step over cautiously watching Joost as he watches you like fresh meat. Reaching out Joost takes you by the wrist and pulls you towards him sitting up slightly to catch your lips in a heated kiss, quickly using his other hand to cup your cheek and groaning into your mouth. Feeling your whole body heat up you can't help but lean into it, enjoying the quick adrenaline seemingly causing both of you to work faster. Joost drops your wrist and gently grabs your waist pulling you onto his lap surprised when you break the kiss "Wait- I don't want to hurt you-" You mutter trying to stand up only to get tugged down again and forced to look at a genuine and vulnerable Joost "You couldn't hurt me, you are perfect.." He whispers moving your hair and leaning in to kiss you again "So...perfect" He says between kisses trailing down your jawline and neck stopping to suck and nibble at your soft skin "A goddess who graces my life every single day" He hums scooting back onto the bed and flipping you both over so he is on top- "Please let me worship you" He mutters his blue eyes blown wide and his face a bright red "Let me show you how much I love you" he begs kissing on your neck listening to your sweet gasps and murmurs tilting your head to the side to let him kiss on you more. "Please Joost" you hum your eyes closed in bliss "Please" You repeat your brain turning into mush as he trails his hands under your dark blouse and gently pulls it over your head kissing down your neck and peppering your collarbones in hickeys

"So beautiful" He mutters his accent getting thicker and thicker with every passing minute. he kisses down your cleavage and down your stomach his hands rubbing up and down your sides enjoying the soft flesh under them. getting lower until he is between your legs he works at your pants careful when removing them and allowing you to help him he kisses your thighs feverishly enjoying the closeness between you two "God I'm an idiot for not doing this sooner my Mooie meid" he growls getting closer to the area you want him most sending you into a whiny mess "God Joost please" You moan throwing your head back into your comfortable comforter "Please what?" Joost purrs hooking his fingers around your underwear and tugging slightly looking up at you from between your legs "Use your words pretty girl~" He practically growls "Please Joost- please eat me out please take my virginity-" You moan looking down at him in a dazed state "There we go~ Your voice is like heaven~" Joost sighs pulling your underwear down and off your ankles leaning in and pressing his lips to your core his mustache ticking you slightly but the feeling of him actually touching you could be enough to throw you over the edge.

"God!" You moan letting your head fall back onto the bed as Joost lets his tongue press flat against your folds dragging a slow line up and kissing the bud of nerves between your legs causing your legs to instinctively close only for Joost to hold them apart "No, No Princess, how can I take care of you? Keep them open for me, hmm?" He purrs massaging the soft flesh in his hands "God it feels so good" You huff out only for Joost to chuckle "Oh Yeah?" he leans down taking the bundle of nerves carefully into his mouth sucking and using his tongue to tease you further. Fighting to keep your legs open you reach down to thread your fingers through his hair and Joost could swear this is the closest to heaven he may ever come. "Holy shit you taste amazing~" Joost groans leaning farther down and presses his tongue against your entrance testing the waters his eyes shining when your eyes roll back into your head. bringing a hand up he uses a finger to gently take his tounges place teasing your entrance before gently pushing inside of you carefully watching your reactions, extra careful not to hurt you "Joost!" you moan out your eyes screwing shut "Oh, I know baby, I know" He purrs pushing a little bit further into you "Just tell me if it gets too much-" He mumbles leaning down and licking your clit kissing and teasing it while he slowly enters his finger into you

once his knuckles meet your heat he glances up at you, meeting your eyes which are watching him intensely, your mouth hung open in pleasure. "Please move-" You mutter watching Joost slowly pull his finger out and enter you again carefully pumping his finger into your heat not wanting to push you too much but eventually speeding up. "Feel good..?" Joost huffs out nibbling on your thigh closest to his face leaving a few more hickeys "Oh god please don't stop" You whimper one of your hands covering your mouth slightly, your makeup running but neither of you care. Joost pulls out and adds another finger slowly pushing inside you. You gasp and arch your back "O-OH-" You yelp and Joost kisses your stomach "I'll be slow, are you okay?" Joost looks over your face in worry and you nod "Please- continue- it feels so good-" You whimper and he nods eventually meeting a pace that he had with his single digit. you are a mess of moaning and whimpering "I'm so close Joost please" You whine out your hands tightly wrapped in his soft hair and Joost smirks connecting his mouth with your clit sucking and licking away at it increasing the speed with his fingers until you feel the knot in your stomach snap and you cum all over his mouth and fingers which causes Joost to let out a loud moan of his own carefully and quickly licking your cum off his lips, slowly pulling his fingers out and licking them clean. You whine at the empty feeling and Joost chuckles leaning up and kissing you softly

You moan the tase of yourself on your own lips and Joost pulls away slightly "Think you can take the real thing?" Joost purrs looking you in your beautiful eyes "Please, Please-" You murmur against his lips and Joost chuckles "You sure beautiful?" he near growls and you nod feverishly "Okay- ill be careful" He mutters kissing you again and reaching down to take hold of his cock in his hands, pumping it a few times before leaning forward and aligning the tip with your core "Just say stop if it gets too much? I don't want to hurt you.." Joost mutters looking down at you with gentle eyes and you nod "Please take me-" You mutter running your fingers over his chest, Joost nods pushing his tip into you slowly and you can't help but quickly cover your mouth to muffle your moans. Joost pulls your hand off your mouth and shakes his head "Let me hear you mooi" he moans pushing in some more almost drooling at the sounds that leave you "Oh my god Joost please" You whine arching your back and pressing your chest against his, quickly Joost reaches under you and unstraps your bra discarding it somewhere in the room and his eyes dilated on the nipple piercings looking back at him "When did you get these done?" he questions through hard panting looking at you and you sheepishly look away "Maybe a few months ago~" You purr and Joost growls under his breath "you sneaky Minx you~" He hmms pushing in further and bottoming out against you causing you both to let out loud moans, Joost hissing at how tight you are "tell me when to move baby" He moans

Joost leans down taking one of your pierced nipples into his mouth. You can't help but buck your hips causing you both to gasp and Joost to groan in pleasure making your nipples more sensitive you huff and puff trying to catch your breath from how overstimulated you are "Please move" You nod and Joost looks up at you from his attack on your breasts " you sure?" Joost looks over your face and the sheer determination behind your eyes is all he needs before he pulls his hips back and thrusts into you slowly and intently.

After a while of going slow you beg him to speed up the pleasure of his dick melting your brain "Oh my god Joost please-" You whimper the snap of his hips echoing off the walls the room filled with lewd sounds and neither of you could care even if you wanted too "You like that baby?" Joost moans out his hair in every direction and your hands latched onto his arms like it might be a life support. speeding up Joost hangs his head low giving more attention to your nipples. You wrap your legs around his waist wanting nothing more but to be even closer to him. "im- I'm gonna-" You whimper and cry out "Cum for me schat" Joost growls covering your breasts in hickeys. You close your eyes tightly feeling Joost speed up making sure you memorize every ridge of his cock "Taking me so well" He moans "Such a beautiful girl on my dick" he growls "How lucky of a man for me to have a woman as beautiful as you" He laughs. Still, it comes out more like an airy breath "Joost I'm cumming!" You moan throwing your head back and Joost closes his eyes letting out his own moans "Cum on this dick baby girl" He snaps and you can feel your second orgasm hitting you like a bus.

Joost pulls out and cums all over your stomach and pelvic bone letting out his own sounds of pleasure including a string of Dutch moans. "You were amazing baby" Joost pants out leaning forward and kissing you softly pulling away and kissing you again, covering your face in love "So perfect for me" He hmms standing up a bit wobbly on his feet, his orgasm knocking the wind of out of. "Stay here baby.." he mumbles and enters your shared bathroom bringing back a warm wash rag and the bag of your makeup removers and skin care products "Here let me help," Joost says softly cleaning his cum off your body and kissing your stomach every chance he gets "Have I told you how wonderful you are?" He mutters with hooded lids. You smile and nod "But I don't think I could ever get enough" You hum sitting up the best you can only to be gently laid back down by Joost "Nope! I'm taking care of my princess" He demands and you just smile letting him clean your face off and your skin. Once done Joost crawls into bed with you making sure you both are comfy and pulls you into his chest

"I love you sweetheart" He mumbles kissing your face and You can't help but wrap your arms around him wanting to be as close as possible letting Joost pull the blankets over the two of you. "I love you too Joost, I love you so much" You mutter hiding your face in his chest and letting Joost play with your hair and mutter praises and sweet things in your ear rubbing your back with his free hand

Dutch translation: God, You are so beautiful-God, je bent zo mooi

Beautiful- Mooi Sweetheart- Schat Beautiful girl-Mooie meid

A/N: THANK YOU FOR READING >:3 First time writing smut in a HOT MINUTE HOLY CRAP- Thank you for ALL THE LOVE?!?!?! Keep the requests coming >:))) I love you all!!!

[milkzoro]

roronoa zoro being pussy drunk is a thought that nvr leaves my mind <3

-> contents: coochie eating! overstimulation! piss!! (squirting)

♥️♥️♥️ MDNI

zoro loved coming home to you after a long day. full day battles left him drained but the dopamine he received from you was his greatest pleasure. his pretty girl, how he dreamed he would come across his other half.

he saw you relaxed in your shared bed watching some boring documentary, he’s gonna take care of you. ‘my heart, my meal,’ was all he thought. he was ready to devour.

immediately he’s at your side, kissing and smiling against your warm skin. you knew what was coming, it was practically part of his routine at this point.

“zoro~” you mumble, tired eyes looking down at him.

he quickly got to work with your nightwear, helping you remove your sweats.

“needa taste my girl~ ‘m so starved.” he nips and kisses at your hips and lower stomach. he’s getting sloppier and needier with each wet kiss.

he loved to tease you, play with you just a little bit.

as he’s laid between your legs he plays with the elastic of your panties, pulling with his teeth and allowing them to snap against your skin.

one your panties were fully removed, he kissed even more, getting a taste of every available square inch. he loved traveling down from your belly to your thighs, purposefully avoiding your achy cunt.

his strong hands met with yours, holding them tightly before diving in. his tongue swiping between your slick folds, slurping up your sweet juices. you felt his mouth vibrate as he hummed against you, making you arch your back and grind up against his glistening face.

“oh god please-” he begged, he wants you to cum so bad. you moving your hips up and squeezing around his face, soo sexy, he needs your juices drowning him.

he’s so intoxicated from your taste, much more than he has even been with any type of booze.

his hands leave yours for a moment to tie down your trembling legs. he pushes his face down more, devoting all of his attention to your sensitive bud. each of his suckles and kisses were matched with sporadic moans and whispers escaping your lips.

you felt the waves coming, euphoric pounding building in your lower abdomen, you couldn’t help but cry. “zo- t-too much!! haah- fuck baby mm so close!”

zoro’s pace never faltered as he heard your pathetic whines to stop him, he was on a mission.

his tongue drew swift circles around your pretty clit, his spit mixed with your slick made his muscle feel heavenly.

“fuck, hold still y/n, gonna make you squirt. please-” he needed it so bad, the look on your face whenever you pissed on him was like no other. your pretty face whining in pleasure, he needed to drink you up.

“squirt on my face, baby.” he begged again, this time putting two fingers at the entrance of your weeping hole.

the light touch of his digits made you clench at nothing. fuck, you missed his mouth so much. “p-promise i’ll squirt zo~♡ please, p-put em in- ahh!”

zoro did just that, his thick ring and index fingers curled beautifully in you. gifting you a few pumps then carefully pressing against the spongey pad at the hight of your cervix.

he noticed your muffled moans as you held your hands to cover your mouth, but he needed to hear you. as he felt your flood coming, his lovely treat, he pinched the inside of your leg to hear those sweet sounds from you. the pain mixed with the pleasure was too much, you couldn’t hold it back anymore.

“zoro!!” you cried out, feeling your walls being broken down at the touch of his skilled fingers. he was satisfied, he removed his digits and quickly latched back onto you with his mouth, milking you of you cum.

your ears rang as pleasure consumed your body, hips and legs quivering as you released everything within you onto his eager face.

open mouth kisses on your pretty cunt as he drank all that he could. peering up at you devilishly as he continued his soft licks.

he kept going.. “zoro!! please!! gonna f-fuck gonna cum again~”

he hummed against your achy clit as he milked you one more time.

he met his eyes back with yours once he finished his meal.

“that’s my girl.”

~

this was based off real life events, zoro just ate me out.

[j00stkl31n]

making joost fail no nut november during your first november together!!!!

Yesssssss!!!!!

He’d jokingly say he’s partaking in nnn so you decide to make this fucker fail haaaaaard X3

Just failing November 1st lmaooooooooo

It’d be like a week before November so you order some really fucking cute lingerie.

Having Joost leave your air bnb to go get some groceries or something.

Taking that time to get all dressed up for him, then covering your sexy lingerie with a boring ass robe so Joost doesn’t suspect anything when he gets back.

Him coming back with a few bags of things and you just greet him by opening your robe the second the doors shut.

Him dropping the bags to just run up and grab you bridal style and run with you to the bedroom.

Tossing you on the bed no fucks given, then quickly taking off all his clothes.

Immediately teasing him about failing no nut November on the first day of the month.

He shuts you up with a hard kiss and growls into your mouth as he kisses you.

He’d go to try and rip your panties off, you hear the elastic begin to rip a bit.

“DO NOT! These were expensive! Unless you’re planning on buying the whole outfit for me don’t fucking ruin it!

J-“Good thing I have the funds to buy you this set and more for you then huh?”

You let out a huff as he tears through the panties and throws them to the floor.

He laughs and crawls on top of you, grabbing your wrists on his way up, then pinning them above your head with a single hand.

He takes his other hand and caresses one of your tits over the lingerie. Trailing kisses from your neck down to your other breast.

Biting and marking any clear skin he can, making your tits look even hotter in this new bralette.

As he’s marking your chest he takes the hand that was palming your tit and trails it gently down your stomach, making you twitch from it tickling as he does so.

His hand reaches hips, then lower, then he takes his middle finger and places it at the wettest deepest part of your cunt and raised his finger up towards your clit. Just feeling how wet you’ve made yourself waiting to show your outfit off.

J-“Je hebt al een behoorlijke puinhoop van jezelf gemaakt, nietwaar liefje? Wachten tot ik je zie in dit sexy outfitje” //You’ve made quite a mess of yourself already haven’t you love? Waiting for me to see you in this sexy little outfit//

You’ve become quite familiar with the dirty words he likes to say to you in Dutch, so you understand him almost perfectly. You’ve also picked up on some words for yourself.

“Zo nat, alleen voor jou mijn liefde” //So wet, just for you my love//

He raises his eyebrows in surprise.

He was going to fuck you with his hand to make sure you were fully ready for his cock but, he can’t wait after that comment.

He takes his now mildly wet hand and jacks his dick off a bit as he lines himself up with your cunt.

He then pushes himself into you as quickly as your body will allow him to. Making you both moan so fucking loudly. His grip on your wrists tightening making you moan louder.

He’s making sure to keep himself up above you enough so he can see your pretty lingerie.

He’s fucking you as hard and as fast as he physically can. He’s moaning like a whore but so are you.

You’ve been begging to have your hands freed but with every beg he just laughs harder and harder and somehow fucking you harder with each laugh.

When his thrusting becomes off rhythm he finally breaks his hold on your wrists. He’s got to put his body as close to yours as he can. Doing fast and sporadic thrusts into you.

You wrap your hands around his shoulders and sink your nails in hard earning a small whine out of Joost.

You buck your hips into his thrusts desperately as you both cum.

He praises you so fucking much as he cums inside of you. Thanking you so much for wearing this, buying it, and wanting to show it off to him. Then just almost sobbing “I love you” over and over into your neck as he finishes.

You’re nodding and responding with “I love you too” as you also finish.

Joost takes a second to breathe, then pulls himself out of you, and gets off the bed to find his phone.

He takes so many photos of you from so many angles as quick as he can so he can return to being with you.

Once he’s done he lays down next to you with a wide ass grin so happy with himself.

You turn onto your side and lay your head on his chest. Laughing once you’ve rested your head.

“You faaaaaaaaaiiiiled so fucking badly dude holy shit!”

He just takes his hand and covers your mouth to silence you. Chuckling as he does so.

J-“I’m starting the challenge tomorrow instead.”

You roll your eyes and lick his palm hoping he’ll take his hand away.

He doesn’t.

You give him a glare and he removes his hand and laughs at you.

//please tell me if my translations are off 🙏🙏//

[the-cursed-wife]

I do believe those dimples could talk me into anything ✨ Michiel as Liam in Nashville S2xE3 (2013)

[zolawffy]

What you call them Vs what they call you.

Zoro

⚔️Zoro calls you: Y/N, Woman, mama, sexy, boss (when you’re being bossy) and thats it really.

🌸You call Zoro: Zoro. zozo, zo, moss head, swordsman, grumpy, papa bear, Marimo

Law

🗡️Law calls you: pretty girl, Mamas, my girl, baby, babe, darlin’,

🌸You call Law: big hat, knuckles, room boy, law, traf, Mr Law, Big head, papa bear.

Luffy

🏴‍☠️Luffy calls you: babe, cutie, strawhat princess

🌸You call Luffy, idiot, strawhat, luf luf, lu, rubber man, condom (jk), balloon, stretchy,

Sanji

👩🏼‍🍳Sanji calls you: Darlin’, my lady, my love,

Y/N-Swan, Little dove, princess, lovely, dear, cutie, sweetheart, precious, Chefs kiss.

🌸You call Sanji: Sanji, ji, Chef, Cook, Babe, vinsmoke,

Crocodile

🐊Crocodile calls you: sweet girl, princess, dear, lovely, beautiful,

🌸You call crocodile : papa, papa bear, croc, sir,

Doflamingo

🦩Doflamingo calls you: sweetheart, darling, love, precious, little girl,

🌸You call Doflamingo: doffy, pink rag, pinkie, sir, daddy, don,

[nururu]

don't zo/san in front of my salad (on my posts) thanks.. I believe in a thing called love (zo/lu)

[kingofthe-egirls]

Hear me out, y/n and Zoro are working out, and they like train fight together and y/n wins somehow, Zoro gets all grumpy and pouts and y/n says that they will make it up to him, and Zoro being Zoro, gets an idea, and then rest is up to you my dear writer!!

ooooooooooo ok

SPARRING ROOM: ZORO x Y/N

(cw: sword fighting, sweet self indulgent combat descriptions, minor stab wound, etc., sword language, kissing)

(a/n: so i tried to focus less on just the stage directions this time, since i've been wanting to delve more into the narration and what's going on inside reader's head. snakelike imagery as well as a lot of "S" words. sometimes it felt a lil clunky but we made it through lol)

Songs: "Ain't It Fun" by Paramore, "Sexy Villain" by Remi Wolf

words: 1.9k

"That's my girl," Zoro says, strong hand on your back as you finish up your set of push-ups (thirty second reps with fifteen second breaks between). He lets you sit up, stretching out your back.

"Thanks, Zo," you say, pushing up to standing. You take a long drink of water, drips tickling down your chin and onto your sports bra. Zoro clears his throat, and looks away. You smile.

Swordsmen are so noble.

"Wanna fight?"

Zoro scruffs his hand through his hair, pushing up to standing himself. He towers over you, a good several inches. Maybe a full foot. You knock your forehead into his chest. Headbutting is your way of showing affection, kinda like a cat.

He scruffs your hair, too, from where it's pulled back into a messy ponytail. "Sure," he says, and moves over to the side of the crow's nest where his three swords sit against the wall. You watch the ocean way below, swishing and sparkling as it laps against the Sunny.

You bend to pick up your own rapier, the silver filigree wrapping around your hand comfortably in a decorated knuckle guard. The dancing tiger that stalks its way across the sweepings guides you to victory, all the way down to the rapier's gleaming point.

You swipe it through the air, relishing the swiftness and flexibility of your sacred blade. Nightingale. She is a snakelike, hissing thing that speaks to you in whispers as she flies. You pair her with a short blade, held in your other hand with no less care.

Meadowlark.

Swordsmen are always worried about the length of their swords: the bigger the better. Typical. What they don't account for, however, is the deadliness of a shorter blade. The duck and strike, the rattlesnake bite, the venom of your speed strikes straight through their lowered guard. They always overestimate themselves, since your opponents usually have a longer reach than you. But your rapier is not alone.

She bites.

And so do you.

Swordswomen do not play fair.

You grin over at Zoro, who's checking the edges of his blades so as not to cut you. Speaking to them softly, caressing their sides and gripping their handles like a lover. His voice rumbles lowly across the glossy wooden floor, sweetly beckoning the swords to follow him, obey him, let him rule over them as he spars with his friend.

You almost hear them rattling in his hands.

Purring to your own blade, you remind her sharp edges not to bite so dangerously, but not to go too easy on him either. It's a delicate balance, talking to your swords. She whispers back seductively not to worry, that she'll swing with accuracy but not deadly force. She sighs in your hand, shivering as she readies for battle.

"Easy," you murmur to her, and she sings. Meadowlark buzzes in your hand, adding the bass to her soprano. "Ready?" You ask Zoro, swiping your sword through the air. You stalk towards him, stepping carefully across slats of glossy Adam tree.

Zoro smiles wickedly, placing his white blade between his teeth. He cherishes the handle of Wado Ichimonji as if she were sweetness itself. His sister's spirit lives inside this sword. You respect his three-sword style, and have yet to beat him in a sparring match.

Swiftly, you bow.

Zoro returns the gesture, and brandishes his two swords aloft. Wado Ichimonji gleams in the sharp florescent lighting of the crow's nest. Swiping the air, you stalk around your opponent, noting his strong biceps and flexing center. He lowers his center of gravity, bending swiftly before leaping forward to strike against your guard.

You swipe away the sharp edge of Wado Ichimonji, ducking aside as Zoro lunges forward, sword tilted in his teeth. He steps away from you, just barely, so that your swift disarming counter strikes harmlessly against Sandai Kitetsu's guard. Sparks glint off where the strong metals meet. You swipe Nightingale across his side, but he dodges. You stumble forward, slightly off balance.

"Shit."

Zoro laughs, growling around the white-wrapped handle of Wado Ichimonji. "Start again," he says, standing wide with a lowered stance. Enma gleams sharply in his strong fist. You turn, stepping around in a circle as he counters your movement across the floor.

"Stumbling is never a good sign," Zoro says, swords snickering in their triangle shape. She is making fun of you in particular: the sword singing softly in his right fist. Smirking, even. Zoro matches her sneer as he closes the distance between you in swift, even strides.

"Stop it," you whisper, tightening your grip around Nightingale's sweetly wrapped handle. She has a soft, white leather made from a doe's hide. She is a flourishing, sacred blade.

"Stop what?" Zoro asks, clashing his two swords against your rapier overhead. Sparks fly down between you, and you just barely dodge out of the way of Wado Ichimonji's strike. His three-sword style is a bitch, sometimes. Stepping back, you catch your breath.

He swings, again.

Sweet Meadowlark counters the sharp edge of Enma, screaming across the sharpened steel. You grit your teeth, bringing your dagger all the way down to the hilt of Zoro's katana.

"Not you," you hiss out through a clenched jaw. Staring at Sandai Kitetsu, you push forward even more, enough to get Zoro to stumble backward. He counters, quickly. He faints with Sandai Kitetsu, before slashing sideways at your open side. You yelp, a sharp, high-pitched noise at the back of your throat. Zoro smirks.

"Swords are makin' fun of ya?"

Snickering, the three katanas all bear down on you from overhead. He's so fast. You grunt, blocking them with rapier and dagger crossed above you. He knees you in the stomach.

"Ouch!" You scream, winded. You stumble backward, clutching at your abdomen. You spit saliva onto the floor. Zoro chuckles.

He plants both feet on the floor, standing shirtless in front of you, with nothing but his leather pants and green bellyband. You're only in a sports bra and shorts, yourself. Swiping Nightingale through the air, you sprint toward him at full speed.

Fainting with Nightingale, you strike at Zoro's blind side, before ducking quickly and jabbing Meadowlark straight into his chest.

"Shit!" You squeak, ripping your steel dagger out of Zoro's bloodied chest. You hit right between the ribs, on the side with his good eye. Blood trickles down his abs in a scarlet ribbon. You smile.

Strike One: Y/n.

But the victory tastes sweet for only so long, as Zoro bears down on you with a counterattack. You dodge out of the way, but only slightly, as Sandai Kitetsu shears off a lock of your hair.

"Fuck!" You scurry backward, a rogue at heart, meant to strike and retreat as quickly as possible. Zoro stalks forward again.

This time, he twirls Enma in one hand before striking down viciously at you with a barrage of attacks. Slashes, stabs, lunges. Swipes at your side, especially the side where you hold shorter Meadowlark.

"Shut up," you tell his sassy sword, who's been snickering at you this whole time. She chides your balance, your sword play, the way you're standing with too much weight on your left side.

She glides snakelike against your dagger, bouncing off the side. Your arm stings with the recoil. Shit. You barely keep your stance in place as you're forced to shuffle backward. Sandai Kitetsu bites your upper arm, and you hiss.

"Stop dodging," Zoro commands you, striking the wall behind you, right next to your head. "You have to fight back, or else you'll be dead." Sandai Kitetsu giggles in his hand.

You're panting, sweating with exertion. Zoro's strikes are so strong. He's stepping away from you now, giving you room to breathe. You hate when he goes easy on you. Snarling, you charge forward again.

Zoro meets you halfway, growling in his throat.

Your swords clang together harshly, metallic singing reverberating throughout the room. You both back up, stepping in tune with the other's movements. He stalks around you like a tiger, and strikes at your backside. He hits you with the flat of Sandai Kitetsu's blade.

"You're weak."

He challenges you, and you see red.

It's a spin, a stab, and a dance backwards, before your vision clears. Zoro is grimacing, another bright red stripe decorating his bare chest. It's right above his sternum, and a little to the left.

He grunts, and charges after you.

Swinging at your weak spot, Zoro brings Enma down toward your side. You block the strong, sweeping arch with the silver side of Nightingale's cross guard. She resonates with the sound of the blow.

You both hold for a second, struggling to push the other's weight off.

Eventually, you let go with a huff.

"That's enough," you decide, whipping your sword through the air with a signature flourish. Zoro nods, sheathing his own blades.

"Good job," he nods, heading back over to the side to wipe his face with a towel. He throws it into the dirty clothes hamper that one of you will eventually take down to the laundry room when it gets too full.

"Yeah, right," you seethe, jaw clenched. "I wish I was anywhere near as strong as you. I can be fast, and invasive, but...," you raise your shoulders, and let them fall with a defeated sigh. "Sheer strength-wise, you've got me beat."

Zoro shakes his head, "You're not that far behind me, actually." He sits down on the bench, elbows on his knees with a canteen in his hands. He chugs a lungful of water, adam's apple bobbing as he swallows.

"Yeah?"

You sheath your swords, and start a cool-down stretch routine. You lean over to one side, and then the other. You shake your legs in their sockets, trying to loosen up your hip flexors.

Zoro nods. "Not everyone can fend off Enma." He regards you steadily, his green eye flicking you up and down. You stretch your arms over your head. "Especially with a blade that flimsy." He smirks at your rapier, and you huff.

"She is not flimsy." You cross your arms, nose in the air. Nightingale hums in agreement at your side. Zoro sneers a laugh.

"Plus, you can understand sword language better than any other swordsman I've met. Not even Mihawk can hear his sword so well."

At that, you pause.

Your fingers flutter around Nightengale's hilt, and you grin. "Thanks, Zoro. That means a lot."

His face flushes, and he looks away.

"Well, yeah...," he says, gruff, before pushing off the bench to make his way over to you. He skims his knuckles over the outside of your arm. His fingertips dance along the diamond pommel of your sacred blade, and you gasp. He arches an eyebrow. "Feel that?"

You nod, stunned.

"That's the bond between a swordsman and his blade."

"Her blade," you correct, and he snorts.

"Rematch after dinner?" He pulls away, and leaves you aching. You stumble after him, a step or two. He turns, pausing, with his lips parted. Your swords are clattering at your side. He looks you up and down, a question paused in his mouth that you can't quite read.

"Kiss me?"

Zoro blanches, and for a moment you're stuttering, shocked at your own bravery, boldness, yours and his swords are all clamoring to be heard above the din of blood rushing in your ears, and--

Zoro cocks his head, smirking, and closes the distance between you.

He takes both your arms in his hands, holding you by the shoulders, and leans forward to place a kiss on your waiting lips.

"How's that?"

You smile like a little kid. "Perfect," you say, before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in to deepen the kiss.

You can't wait for the rematch.

[zorosnavigator]

for the new zonami (and old) shippers because you've seen the live action and zonami still havent a lot of fics (compared to other pairing in the fandom)

Live action Zonami has me in a chokehold again. so here a few fic/writers rec i found when i was literally on the hunt for some Zona goodness.youre welcome. (also my reads are not centered anymore on the number of kudos or favorite so it may not be the most 'popular fic' based on the filter on the site but for me, it's still the most enjoyable to read and re-read in term of writing, characterization, dscription, prose...and so on)

all of their Zona fic is good. more than good, gone re-read this masterpiece of The Bounty cause now i have real sexy people to better imagine in the fic --> by dreamsinwords001

a part of their works is in italian (but almost all of their fic is translated by the author themselves) very good and smutty one shot (very well written, in a way that it doesnt focus on the act himself - and you dont feel like a voyeur- but you still feels the sensuality of the scene ). also dont care if its in italian, there're two long fic that hadnt been traanslated - yet - and i use google translate to read it.yep.

every one-shots again by Itsthemooface- (they also have nice sanami fic if youre into that) and shoot-out to Delayed (modern au where luffy is the matchmaker, kind of, in his own silly way) and Patience is a virtue, the mechanic AU you didnt know you wanted.

Zonami filthy smut by a Zo*an author, quite good. (not a one shot where you have any build-up before emotional angst or sentimental grumpy people who dont know how to communicate their feelings, so yeah, a PWP, be warned)

i'd do another post maybe tomorrow

i have to scroll and click through 6000 downloaded fics on my drive to find all the Zonami works i've downloaded since 2019 so its a slow process because i dont remember when i did it each time, it goes like, 13/08/ 2022??! or 18/02/ 2021 ??!! ....damn.