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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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okay so i had a silly idea and i needed to talk it out… what about… some fun during sex like it’s not embarrassing but you’re there fucking and then start to joke around and laugh or argue for fun… while fucking at the same time…. with the monster trio + law…. please timi ily 💞💕💓💗💖💘💝💞💞💝💖

“𝔽𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕪 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝔻𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕩 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞”

its not a silly idea lowkey reminds me of them funny moments of sex i did w them but anyways i Immediately thought of the different possibilities with Luffy🌚

Black Fem Reader

Ft. Sanji, Luffy, Law, Zoro

CW: Sex, but clumsy sex, laughter, established relationships

Luffy

One of the best things about sex with Luffy is that there is never a dull moment.

He makes sex so intimate yet exciting and most of all funny and sweet

For example, Luffy noticed how sore your body was from a very intense battle days prior and he suggested in giving you a massage since you always begged him to give you one

“Let me give you a message!”

“….a what.”

“A message! that thing you been asking me to do where I put my hands on your back—“

“A MASSAGE?!”

“Yeah thats what I said!”

You got naked, and Luffy didnt understand so he got naked too. Not necessarily questioning him, he was sitting on top of you, dick on your ass as he casually rubs oil on your back while you lay on your tummy.

“Mmmm thank you, Lu. You’re really good at this.”

“Don’t sound so surprised! You always said I’m good with my hands, like when i finger yo—-“

“OKAY LUFFY!”

It was a surprisingly nice silence between you both just for a while , but of course, Luffy being a guy, and with the slight friction and sounds of your pretty moans he started to get hard.

Luffy can usually ignore his boners but in his mind he doesn’t see why to do so if you’re both naked and in bed.

“Hm…um…Y/N…?”

“Hm?”

It was silence for a moment, you didn’t bother to open your eyes, being patient to hear what he has to say, instead you feel something tap your buttcheek.

It was Luffy. Non verbally asking to fuck you by slapping his tip on you.

“Yes, Lu.” You sigh playfully to his request, he giggles, thanking you for letting him slide himself inside you, he hovers over your back a bit, both hands forming gripping your ass as his hips thrust up into you like a dog. You’d be a liar to say his whimpers and pants from behind wasn’t riling you up more.

“Right~ there ah!~” The sounded of skin slapping as his cock dragged in and out, slightly hitting that small sweet spot on the left really had you so close to cumming until—

“Dammit!”

Luffy’s hands slipped, the oil and precum that was mixed on your ass caused him to lose balance and fall atop of you, and to make matters worse he slid off your wet body to then fall off the bed, holding your waist to bring you down in the process.

“Wha—!?”

So here you were, now on top of Luffy, oily, naked and on the floor of the rug. You both stare in confusion for a moment not registering what happened after you both shrieked. The silence overtook the room until Luffy began to burst out laughing with you.

“Why did you fall?!”

“Ion know..” Luffy kept giggling looking down at your lower body, adjusting you to slide back down on his cock, because sure you both kinda ruined the sexual mood, but that doesn’t stop him. “Just ride me then like you did last week.”

You groan, he was so exhausting, and as much as you wanted to protest, he smiled at you, his hair reverting back to it’s fluffy curly state due to sweat. Luffy kisses your lower lip and lays his head down to thrust up into you.

You didn’t mind at that point to finish sex on the floor.

It was Luffy after all.

Zoro

You and Zoro always bicker when like this and something doesnt go either of your guys’ way.

You both could be doing doggy style and Zoro gets pissy because you’re not letting him “do all the work”

It still ends with you both fucking like rabbits, but it’s still such a funny sight to see

“Are you trying to suck the soul out of me?!” Zoro literally was pulling you off his overstimulated dick since you wanted to suck him through his next orgasm, his face was so red and hot you nearly felt bad for how much you gave him a blissful sting after just orgasming.

“Yes, actually…” You smirked, small string of your spit and his cum falling down the corner of your lip, Zoro rolls his eyes .His shakey hand touches your face to wipe the fluid off your face to then put his thumb in your mouth.

“Shut up.” He grumbled, you roll your eyes, arms crossed between his legs suckling his thumb, you whine feeling Zoro place you on your back, upset you no longer have his digit swirling around your slutty tongue. “No more of that shit with you.”

“What shit.” You pout.

“Being so fucking pissy when you don’t get your way.”

“I always get my way so of course I’m ganna be pissy when I—AH~!”

Zoro wraps your thighs around his waist, you don’t even know when he pushed his way in your pussy all you could do was quickly grab onto his shoulders.

“Y-you! Fuck— asshole!” Complaining yet non stop moans hit your green haired boyfriend’s ear, you could feel his sly smirk against your neck while you try to get him to slow down.

You hated how easily he can make you melt once he is on top of you, his weight against yours, grunting and breathing harshly, almost as if he was trying to prove a point he begins talking in between strokes.

“You’re always—-so fucking—-annoying when you don’t listen to me.”

“Fuck! You! I don’t have to listen to shit!”

“Oh yeah?”

In an instant Zoro presses his lips against yours, allowing one hand you move your head closer as he forces his tongue inside you mouth, and just like he predicted you couldn’t help yourself but to latch onto it moaning.

“You’re so full of shit—MMPH!”

You can keep talking your shit, it doesn’t matter to Zoro, he loves it actually, your words as naughty as your body begging for more and he does just that.

You both don’t know what it is about acting out this love/hate relationship during sex, but it fuels you both into some of the best moments in bed, with even sweeter moments afterwards, wtih Zoro holding you close against his tired worn body, and your limp one, kissing you lazily as he praises how well you took him.

That man really falls for you harder each time.

Sanji

It’s kinda common for you both to have a few hiccups when having sex, he still has his moments where the overwhelming pleasure of you naked and touching him gets the best of his actions.

You wanted to ride him, Sanji was always trying to be “against” it only because the mere thought of your breast jiggling in his face, your pussy around his dick and your ass slamming down on him gets him in a very shocked state where he can’t even produce coherent words

He’s afraid he wont be able to last long.

Not like you care, you loved seeing him crumble under you.

“Pleasseee, please please pleaseee.”

You never really have to beg much for Sanji to say yes, but for this case you do and finally after 45 whole minutes of naughty touching and kissing behind his ear as he was in the kitchen he agrees

So, you did the usual; sucked his dick, praised him, got him way more riled up than needs to be and you decide its time to finally sink down onto his dick.

Well you do and not even 2 bounces in he is whimpering like a slut, and cumming like a whore.

“Wait wait wait waitttttt—FUCK!” Sanji holds you down, the harsh grip on your waist as his own hips stutter slamming up into make you cry out he leans into your breast, breath barely escaping his mouth, “You’re too good at this…”

You roll your eyes, your blondie actually looked cute so worn in the face already , sucking your bottom lip as you feel him twitch inside you, his cum making a mess of your thighs.

“You came alot…” You kiss and rub his head, you can hear him pout, Sanji felt embarrassed, usually he is able to at least TRY to not cum before you, but it was all too overwhelming for him.

“It’s okay, Ji…” You laugh picking his head up to cup his blushed cheeks, “I’m glad I make you feel good.”

“You make me feel like I died and went to Heaven but….”

….

“Your pussy is a damn weapon of itself.” He mumbles, covering his attitude by smothering his face back into your breast, You let out a chuckle , his vulgar words during sex never cease to make you turned on and flustered, considering he tries not to speak such filthy words outside of the bedroom.

“Just relax we have all night——MMPHH!?”

Amazed by the swiftness of his speed, Sanji already had you on your back, small light kisses against your lips he looks down to realign himself.

You moan softly, feeling the way his tip was wiggling against your sensitive clit, your noises bring his eyes to snap at you, Sanji always had a tendency of seeing your face the moment he pushes himself inside.

“You don’t have to—ah!” Throwing your head back on the fluffy pillow, the shift in his hips bring you to nip at your lip,

“Dammit I wish you could see your face right now.” Sanji whispered against your lips, his damp hair tickling your cheek, “You’re so fucking hot.”

Your mixtures of moans and giggles were intoxicating to the man, wrapping your arms and legs around him you crack a smile, “You’re so —-cute…”

Sanji blushes, once again feeling himself get close, he buried his face in your neck, breathless laughs hit your skin as his thrust transition from fast and shallow to deeper and slower.

You hum in content, rubbing his nape, “You’re cuter….way cuter….” Sanji finally lets out holding your hips to rock against his. You both coming close to a blissful orgasm to share together, he finally collapsed atop of you, peppering your neck in kisses, praising you softly.

“Thank you for the meal…or whatever.”

You share another laugh with him under the covers.

He was so cute when he got like this. And it was all for you.

Law

You are just a little shit and he knows it.

You always have to make him more stressed than what he is

Law swears up and down you get off to annoying him more than actually fucking him

Like now.

Law agreed to let you sit on his face, it’s been a rough day for you both but as doing so you nearly kill him.

“Why are you trying to suffocate me.”

“Because…”

“Because why?!”

“….you made me upset.”

Law knows why you’re “upset”, so he groans,

“I told you Bepo needed me. I’m here now arent i?”

“You love Bepo more than me just say it.” You pouted, your thick thighs beside his face as you sit bare naked atop of him.

Law sighs, his hands creep to your hips and traces shapes on your fatty dark skin, “C’mon….sit again. But don’t fucking kill me this time.”

You turned your head, huffing, you weren’t actually upset but being a brat came second nature to you. And Law knew it which is why when you got like this, when you didn’t “get your way” he took matters into his own hands.

Or moreso tongue.

“L-Law?!”

Pushing your lower body back on his mouth he looks up at you, his eyes peering up to grab your arms and guide them against the headboard to hold yourself up.

“S-stop—ah! Stop it im mad at y-yyou.” You rocked your hips, trying to move away and yet the flat of his tongue gliding and sliding against your slippery slit just turned him on more, just enough to pull out his own dick to stroke it.

You turn to notice, “Pervert!”

Law winks at you, “Then do it yourself. I felt you clench anyways when you seen it. So who’s the real pervert?”

“You fucker—“

Pushing you lower against his mouth and holding down your thighs, you felt the vibrations of his groans, your pervy tatted boyfriend always gets so caught up in tasting you, that you nearly get lost in the pleasure yourself.

“L-Law!…~”

You reach with one hand to stroke his shaft, grinding against his nose, hearing the wet sounds below you.

“I’m still—hm! mad at you!”

That earned you a smack to the ass, “Yeah yeah be mad and cum on my tongue.” Law muffled on your clit, you wanted to curse him out so badly, and almost like he read your mind you could feel his 2 thicker fingers stretch your tiny hole, bringing you closer to,

“‘m close!” You moaned out picking up your pace with your hand so he can cum with you.

You could hear his whimpers and heavy breathing, making a mess of your palms and knuckles as he bucked into your touch, You knew he’d be super sensitive right after cumming, but you decided to turn yourself around and “clean him up”.

“WH-WAIT WAIT WAIT—FUCK Y/N!” Law’s voice broke trying to sit up, feeling your slutty lips sucking and licking his twitching tip, “N-NOT NOW!”

“Mmhmm” You hummed mockingly against his shaft, “I’m just ganna clean you up.”

He knew exactly what you were doing, and as painfully good as your mouth felt he couldn’t submit so easily to your demise, so he “returned the favor”, by moving you back on his face.

“St-stop it!”

“What?” Law teased, before giving your clit a kiss, “I’m just cLeAnInG yOu Up.”

The sheering competitiveness of you both lasted a while on who can make who cum first.

It was a tie.

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ghouljams · 1 month

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do i have a single clue about fallout? no. will i try googling it? i did briefly and did not get one syllable through my head. will i read the fallout au? yes, yes i will.

Here are my thoughts...

Price: Elder Maxson type, ideologically unbreakable leader of the Brotherhood of steel. Bordering on cult leader behavior for the good of the wasteland and the (human) residents there. @ceilidho mentioned the reader getting lowkey kidnapped for breeding stock and it did something to me... Elder Price finds a fresh vault dweller and coaxes them in with promises of protection from the feral ghouls, supermutants, and deathclaws roaming nearby. He rules through fear, not of him, but of what lurks outside.

Gaz: NCR Ranger!!!! NEED I SAY MORE??? I shall. Upstanding moral code, determined to help people and rebuild the world into something with more law than it has now. He's here to help, but that doesn't mean he'll do it for free. After all NCR money doesn't spend as far as caps do, he's sure you can work something out. He's well trained, and we love a man in uniform. I'm thinking if Gaz saving courier reader from a raider stupid enough to try and mess with the mail, telling you he'll tag along just to make sure you get where you're going(and maybe to collect on the life debt you owe him)

Soap: Mechanic. I can't believe that wouldn't be obvious. He's the most necessary part of any wasteland crew. The man will get your power armor working in an hour flat no matter the problem. You need a mini-nuke? He's got two or three he's been tinkering with. You need a new core? Your water purifier break down? Does your gun keep jamming? Go see Soap. Price has been trying to grab him for years, but the fucker is too slippery to pin down. You meet him doing minuteman work and get caught in a fire fight. He's nice enough to haul you to safety, and then keep hauling you. Are you being kidnapped? No. Can you leave? ...no...

Ghost: Former vault dweller turned ghoul. The man has a bad attitude and a dick ribbed for your pleasure... After crawling his way out of the grave- er, vault, and being forced to carve out a new life for himself he makes a tidy sum as a vault hunter/one man raider/mercenary. He picks up a rat trying to steal from him and decides if you're that desperate for money you can get it from him the same way everyone else does, on your knees. Put that gun down before it goes off and hurts someone. He's scruffing you or tossing you over his shoulder any time you start getting too rowdy(ignore how pleased it makes him to have human contact again)

#simon ghost riley #cod x reader #x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #captain john price #captain price x reader #kyle gaz garrick #gaz x reader #fallout au

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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CW: perv!virgin!eddie/camboy!steve, virginity kink, degradation/humiliation, eddie’s lowkey a creep (again), dirty talk, steve’s dick is tiny lol, religious imagery in a sexual context (brief)

thinking about virgin!loser!simp! eddie who gets zero action and has never been touched by anyone else’s hands but his own.

thinking about him rushing home from work each night to make it on time for steve’s camboy livestream.

he speeds, runs a red light or two. doesn’t pause to consider the consequences bc who the fuck cares? his cock strains against the zipper of his jeans bc he only has one thing on his mind and it’s certainly not avoiding run ins with the law.

“can’t wait to fuck you, pretty boy,” he whimpers as he turns left.

he doesn’t know the object of his affection’s real name, of course. only his username which is @prettyboy86. these days, eddie only ever cums with that name on his lips.

fuck, he’s sick in the head.

eddie’s getting more pathetic and whiny by the minute. he makes tiny little thrusts against the inner seam of his jeans to try to find some form of friction. though he has no intention of getting off before he watches steve’s show.

the zipper makes it painful and pinches the head of his weepy dick but it’s better than nothing. somehow he keeps his hands on the wheel and doesn’t get in a multi-car pile-up. somehow.

he’s so desperately in love with this boy he’s never even met, this boy who has no idea that eddie munson exists.

and to an extent, that’s part of the allure. pretty boy’s powerful. he commands an audience of thousands. people from all over the world pay $25/month just to eye a piece of him.

he never shows his face, but sometimes he’ll suck on a dildo and his lips will be visible in the shot. they’re usually slicked with sparkly lipgloss and look like they’d taste like candy.

eddie knows he must be beautiful though if the rest of his body is any indication. he’s an angel, he’s a saint. eddie worships him, prays to him with a level of devotion he’s never been able to find in organized religion.

once in the driveway of his uncle’s place, eddie throws his van in park, grabs the keys, and makes a mad dash for his bedroom. locks the door behind him as is tradition, cracks open a PBR, and logs onto his laptop.

pretty boy’s site is bookmarked, favorited, and left open in a tab from last night.

eddie navigates to the livestream waiting room and moments later, steve settles onto his haunches onscreen.

a flood of messages from similar admirers clogs up the chat quickly as eddie starts in on his own barrage of thirsty compliments:

@ethebanished: looking so cute tonight, pretty boy. i’d do anything to have your cock in my mouth.

there’s no response. steve’s not even looking at the camera or the screen. he’s adjusting something on his lower half that eddie can’t see.

maybe a cock ring or vibrating toy??

eddie’s bought him so many toys from his personalized wishlist and the one time steve took the clear glittery dildo on camera, he came in his pants instantly. didn’t even have time to stroke his cock once.

it felt intimate. it felt like steve was sending him a message, confessing his mutual love.

eddie sends a few more messages while steve holds up a finger to the audience to let them know he needs a second.

he types rapidly, without though, follows his depraved intentions and lets them run wild into the ether.

@ethebanished: i’ve been watching you since the beginning. i can’t cum to anyone else’s videos. did you know that?? you’re so special, pretty boy. no one else takes cock like you. i’d treat you so well. i’d never let you go, i swear. don’t waste time on the other boys.

@ethebanished: when i save up enough money, i’m gonna buy a custom video from you. i’m gonna make you say my name while you fuck yourself on the dildo i bought you. it’s the clear one with glitter. how does that sound?? would you like that baby?? like some dirty stranger making you cum for him?? i’m saving my virginity for you. waiting for you every day. one day we’ll fuck and you’ll thank me.

@ethebanished: i had to jack off in the storage room at work this morning. almost got caught by my manager but it was worth it. woke up so horny from a wet dream about you. you’re perfect. i have to fuck you. have to.

steve smiles. professionally whitened teeth blinding the camera. eddie convinces himself easily that it’s meant for him despite the thousands of other commenters.

he and steve have something special. sure, they’ve never directly interacted, but if they do—when they do—steve won’t be able to resist eddie’s charms.

“sorry for the delay, everyone. we had a few technical difficulties but thanks to my friend, tommy, we should be all set.”

tommy is the bane of eddie’s existence. public enemy #1. steve’s always running his mouth about “owing credit to tommy” and how “the show wouldn’t be half of what it is without tommy’s support.”

apparently, he’s steve’s camera man, editor, and resident tech guy. but eddie’s worst nightmare is steve ever including tommy in a video or stream.

eddie fantasizes—often—about replacing tommy, himself. he’s got a bunch of editing experience, owns all the fancy software, and knows how to operate a camera. plus, he’d do it for free. he’d do it just to be in the same atmosphere as steve for a fraction of a second.

fuck, his dick is leaking all over his black denim. just another pair of jeans to toss out bc pretty boy’s caused him to stain them.

if pretty boy were here, in person, eddie would have lick them clean to prove his devotion.

his attention snaps back to the screen as steve starts talking again.

“i’ve been wanting to challenge myself, lately to get a bit more up close and personal with my fans,” steve sticks his tongue out slowly and flicks it in the direction of the camera, “y’know to show my appreciation. so if it’s okay with you, i’m going to try something new today.”

eddie’s curiosity sparks. warmth spreads through his thighs, abdomen, and chest.

steve’s speaking directly to him (in his mind) and with all those pretty moles on display, eddie’s free hand wanders to tease his own pierced nipples.

he tugs at them and swirls the buds with gentle fingers. his hips buck in response. he’s always been sensitive. knows he’d cum so easily, so constantly, if pretty boy touched him.

“so one of you sweet angels sent me this adorable teddy bear,” steve nibbles on the ears of the pink plushie and eddie’s instantly jealous of whoever sent it to him, “i love how soft and cute he is, don’t you? his fur just feels perfect on my skin.”

steve lightly grazes the fluff of the bear over his inner thighs as he backs up on the mattress to display his full body for the camera. glossed lips in view. eddie gasps sharply and bites down on his knuckles to muffle the sound. he doesn’t need his uncle to know what a fucking freak he is.

“ohhh. see, that’s nice,” steve’s naked except for—and this absolutely annihilates eddie on the spot—a delicate pink ribbon that he’s tied around the base of his wet cock and a pair of thigh-high white socks.

flesh spills over the tight band of the fabric and eddie yearns to feel the squeeze of those perfect muscles around his head.

“here’s how this is going to work—i’m going to fuck my plushie like a pillow while reading comments aloud from you guys. whoever’s comment makes me cum will get a free five-minute video call with me tomorrow night before the regular livestream begins. there’s only going to be one lucky winner so do your worst, angels,” steve giggle to himself and tightens the bow on his dick, “let the games begin.”

“fuck,” eddie murmurs as he realizes how high the stakes are, “fuck. i have to win.”

the chat ramps up with lust and thrill as the audience observes steve taking the medium-sized plushie to the center of his bed. he fondles his balls, waves at the camera, and straddles the pink bear. his cock twitches in the confines of his ribbon and eddie wonders if it’s real silk. what it might feel like.

“bet you can’t wait to see my little cunt squirt on live, can you? poor teddy isn’t going to knows what’s hit him,” steve strokes the cheek of the bear apologetically and begins slowly rutting, “let’s see if he can handle me.”

it’s important to mention that pretty boy’s cock is small and that this appeals to eddie like nothing else.

eddie’s not huge, himself, but in terms of girth and length—he’s slightly above average. on the other hand, pretty boy’s dick is about three and a half inches hard. his balls are tucked right up against his body and he’s always well groomed. he’s muscular. clearly works out. has toned abs, large biceps (much larger than eddie’s), toned thighs and calves, and his ass is round like a summer peach.

eddie thinks it would taste even better on his tongue.

steve’s a seasoned professional which means he knows damn well how to put on a show. he arches his back expertly, tugs at the long brown tendrils of hair that dip towards his collarbones, and moans wantonly.

“okay—@yourgayestfantasy765 says, ‘pretty boy, you’re so fucking hot,’” steve smirks, fucks his teddy slow and precise, takes his time, “that’s so sweet. thank you!”

his words are kind, but his tone is bored and bone dry. the fact is he reads hundreds of comments like this all the time. it’s nothing new, doesn’t catch him off guard. his hips roll into the plushie’s tummy without stuttering.

it’s hard to concentrate, but eddie’s determined to stand out. racks his brain for something interesting to comment. something that will catch pretty boy’s attention.

he has to be the one to make steve cum. he has to win that five-minute video call. it would change his life to have that chance conversation with the love of his life. the only person he’s ever really wanted.

maybe he’d finally get out of bumfuck, indiana. maybe he’d finally lose his virginity and film videos with pretty boy all the time once he got some tangible experience under his—currently—un-notched belt.

eddie spies the signature tramp stamp—a row of three butterflies—between the dimples above the swell of his ass. he’s spent many long showers with his cock in his hands as he imagines sinking his teeth into that exact spot.

steve rambles off a few more copycat, lack luster comments as eddie types. he theatrically yawns midway through one to show his disinterest. the bear looks equally unimpressed below him.

“aw. you think i have a pretty cock? thank you so much, @daddydicklvr!” he blows a kiss, “but i think you can do better than that.”

eddie’s nervous. he wants this so badly. his palms are clammy. there’s chip crumbs littering the keys of his computer and it occurs to him that he should probably clean up the place when pretty boy inevitably comes over for a date.

he presses send.

“hmm—oh i recognize this username! you’ve been a longtime subscriber, haven’t you ethebanished? let’s read your comment,” pretty boy smiles genuinely and slows his movements to read, licking over his lips carefully, “‘this is going to sound crazy but sometimes i think i’m actually falling in love with you even though i’ve never met you. you’re amazing.’”

the rest of the audience immediatley thumbs down eddie’s message. the replies are even worse:

@kissmyaxx7: fuck off the stream, perv!

@nottaken_: guy thinks he really has a chance lmfao. pretty boy doesn’t date fans. you must be new here.

@titsandtats: smells desperate af in here…

@yoyostar6000: are u even trying to make him cum?

he cringes inwardly, worries he’s royally fucked up his chances, and hovers over the ‘x’ on the tab to click off.

but as he moves the mouse, pretty boy moans high in his throat and eddie finds him shivering with pleasure. his own cock jumps at the sight and suddenly he’s back in action, stroking himself from root to tip as he waits.

“in love with me, huh? i can work with that. tell me more, @ethebanished, i’m listening.”

steve’s a fucking temptress, sucks on his fingers as his thighs start to shake from effort. he’s sloppy with it—shows off his missing gag reflex and doesn’t clean up the spit the dribbles down his chest.

eddie can’t look away. doesn’t want to. his body is on fire with want and he types furiously one-handed:

@ethebanished: idk…it’s everything about u. ur smile, ur voice, ur cute little cock, ur attitude. i just feel like we’d get along great.

other audience members try to compete for steve’s attention, but he ignores them. lets their comments disappear into the chat as he reads eddie’s aloud.

“oh i’m sure you say that to all the girls and boys, cutie. there’s probably a line at your door right now,” steve’s dick is milky at the tip and he’s pressing it between his tummy and the bear. ends of the ribbon peeking out.

eddie sucks in a breath. pulls hard on each nipple for….confidence?? he can’t believe he’s about to admit this to the hottest guy he’s ever seen.

send.

@ethebanished: not quite. i’m a virgin. never had sex before let alone a boyfriend :/

pretty boy’s face—or, what eddie can see of it—lights up at that. his grin widens, reaching around to toy with his rim while he thrusts faster.

“holy shit. i gotta admit that’s hot—ah.”

eddie responds quickly:

@ethebanished: thx. no one else seems to think so. i’m kinda a loser but i promise i’d be so good to you. i’d do whatever you asked of me. idc. only have eyes for you.

steve’s little cock rabbits forwards. he pins the teddy with one hand and edges one finger into his ass with the other.

“fuck. i wish this was your cock, @ethebanished. my fingers just won’t do. i bet you’d be all messy your first time. probably cum inside me before you’d even gotten two inches in,” he whines—going deeper into the fantasy, “i’m mean, though, baby. i’d trap you inside me. i’d ride you until you begged me to stop, honey and then i’d suck you dry. how’s that sound, perv? you wanna stretch my cute cunt on your cock? i’ll teach you how to be a good boy with my pussy.”

pretty boy sticks a second finger in his ass and his balls smush against the fuzzy leg of the teddy as he grinds. his hips move in tight clockwise circles. humping the plushie with primal desire.

what eddie would do to have him rut on his face in the exact same way—

eddie’s getting close. he’s thumbing his cockhead roughly and biting down hard on the hem of his shirt. it’s almost painful to be this turned on. if he doesn’t cum soon he might just pass out or implode.

he sends one final message before he spills onto his hand and keyboard:

@ethebanished: so you gonna make me your bitch or what??

“@ethebanished says—oh fuck my pussy’s so wet, i’m not gonna last—he says—ah—oh my god,” steve shakes, groans like he’s been mortally wounded, and shoots cum all over the body of the pink plushie, “fuck yes—yes—be my bitch. gonna fucking ruin you, sweetie.”

steve humps himself through the rest of his orgasm and slowly withdraws his fingers. the little silk ribbon is somehow still attached at the base of his cock but it’s drenched. he unties it and licks his own release from the soft pink fabric.

eddie’s brain is fried. he’s still horny. he’ll likely jack of at least twice more before bed to prerecorded videos of pretty boy but he’s content.

he won.

he has a chance.

pretty boy smiles into the camera, kisses the lens with pink gloss as is his trademarked move, and squeezes the soggy teddy to his chest.

“alright that’s all i’ve got in me for tonight. but congrats to my horny little virgin @ethebanished. teddy and i look forward to meeting you on our call tomorrow! i’ll dm you the link. everyone else, good luck next time and have a slutty saturday! mwah.”

the livestream ends, eddie can hardly breathe, and his uncle knocks on the door.

“eddie, dinner’s ready! i made lasagna!”

instinctively he covers up his body.

“be out in a second! i’m—i’m working on a song!” he yells back and then pulls up a pre-downloaded video of pretty boy to prepare for his big day tomorrow.

THE END.

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valve3nthusiast · 5 months

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the vet!Ratchet and mer!Drift ask made me think of "walnut the crane". She's a whote naped crane that basically mated with one of the zookeepers.

I can imagine Ratchet learning the ways of the mer to artificially inseminate drift. Or Maybe even naturally inseminate him

I was lowkey thinking of Walnut when I wrote that one actually... It's such a good dynamic for monsterfucking

Drift as an endangered mer species, absolutely refusing any other mers they try to bring in to mate with him...

He was rescued from a fishing operation heavily injured, and at first he was extremely distrustful of all the workers. But when vet Ratchet spent every day at his side until he recovered, of course Drift slowly fell in love

Which is now. a problem. *vague worldbuilding time* Mer protection laws are relatively new and still super fucked, and so there needs to be proof they maintain living populations in nature for mers that won't survive in the wild anymore (like Drift) to be able to stay at mer sanctuaries

Tldr it's very important that that certain species of mer are having merpups. Drift is one of them. Drift only wants Ratchet's pups, which no one is even sure is possible, because usually people sticking their dicks in mermaids do not live through the experience. So they would go the artificial insemination route first...

Drift trying to grind against Ratchet's array as soon as he steps into the shallow treatment tank... his spike is extended, and his puffy slit is burning for Ratchet. His long, powerful tail makes him over twice as tall as Ratchet from head to fintip. He tries so hard to be aware of his strength as he thrashes and whines when Ratchet starts fingering his swollen hole

Once Drift has been properly fucked stupid on his hand, Ratchet inserts a blunt syringe and fills Drift with transfluid, donated from another facility (that's having almost the exact same problem as them). It's not the most efficient method, but it is the least distressing... that just means they'll have to repeat it a few times, until Drift starts growing heavy with pups :)

#valveplug #mine #merformers #mechpreg #dratchet #drift #ratchet #3nthusiasts inbox

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angy-mouse · 2 years

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A Day in The Life of A Live-In Whore Vol. 2

second verse, same as the first-

lowkey building 'screenshots' of readers twitter to post

<Pev

Baby Reveal

Realistically, it was only a matter of time before one of the boys let something slip on camera. And, realistically, it was definitely going to be George.

He instinctively turned towards the movement in the corner of his eye, lighting up when he saw you peeking through the doorway. “Hey, luv,” he purred without a thought.

“You’re not streaming?”

Your words hit like a sack of bricks as he slowly turned back towards his monitor. A couple of hundred thousand people were typing at light speed. “... Fuck.”

With the cat out of the bag, you reached your arm into the frame to smack him upside the head. “Fucking dumbass.”

It’s a Muscle

You stared at him, jaw dropped. “What?”

Dream laughed at your expression. “It’s a muscle, just like all the others I work out to make bigger.”

“...What?”

Your eyes snapped instinctively to the movement in the corner of your vision, missing Dream’s cocky smirk as he made his dick jump in his sweats again.

“...WHAT?!"

Butts

"You got a cute butt, y'know that?"

You glanced back over your shoulder, seeing Sapnap watching you dig through the cupboard- correction, he was watching your ass- with a dreamy expression.

"Thanks?"

He hummed appreciatively, giving an innocent smile that made you trust him enough to turn back to your search for the Tupperware.

Crrrrack!

"I knew it!" You shot up, clutching your ass as he ran away giggling. "You get back here so I can kill you right now!"

"I couldn't resist, sugar! You can't stay mad at me forever, 'cause I put the Tupperware on the top shelf!"

"Damn you tall bastards!"

Twitter Trouble

“They’ve seen her arm during my stream, you both have mentioned her- I don’t think it’d be a big deal to say, ‘by the way, same girlfriend.’”

“No way, dude, Dream’s fans are fucking psycho, I’m not putting our girl through that.”

“Hey, they’re not all psycho.”

“Great argument, you’re really selling me on this.”

You were getting tired of the debating extremely quickly. George was sick of having to walk on eggshells, Dream was used to hiding everything about himself from the internet, and Sapnap was stuck between ‘protect baby’ and ‘I wanna post my damn girlfriend.’ So, you raised your hand from where you were laying on the couch, waving it until you got their attention.

“Maybe this is a good time to mention half my twitter is vague-posting about our relationship and the dumb shit we do. I can just start using names. If it goes over well, you confirm it. If it doesn’t, you get to make a video reading hater messages and shitting on them- I know you love that, Dream.”

“... It’s true, I do love shitting on haters.”

The Horror

"Oh my god!"

"It's disgusting,"

"There oughta be a law."

You huffed, glaring at all three of your boys as they crowded around your laptop. "If I knew you were going to judge me this much, I would have just paid someone to fix it."

"How many fucking tabs-"

"What's with the 'ninety-nine plus' in your inbox?!"

"No wonder it's so slow, you haven't updated the system in years!"

You rolled your eyes with a groan just as George raised his hands. "Boys, let's not go crazy here. I think I have a solution." You'd hardly opened your mouth to thank him before he flipped the computer over and popped out the battery. "This can be saved. Sapnap, trash the rest. Dream, buy baby a new one."

"You guys are dicks."

Football Season

You looked between the TikTok open on your phone and Dream, who was standing to get a better view of the game (and they call you the weird one?). You waited until it seemed like nothing important was happening to lay the bait.

"I'm taking the chargers money line and under at fifty-four points, what do you think?"

"I think I'm taking my ass to jail after killing whoever the fuck taught you that."

Your poker face broke the second he whipped around, cackling as he marched past you to get his coat. "Dream, no- babe, it's a TikTok!"

"I know damn well you don't watch football, let alone football TikTok. Sapnap, let's go! We're killing baby's other man!"

"Oh my god, I don't have-" Sapnap cut you off as he came bounding down the stairs.

"About time! George has had it too good for too long!"

"How did things go so wrong so fast?!"

Towel Trouble

"Whatcha got there, baby?"

You remained oblivious to the poison in Dream's voice as you spun around, modeling the thick material obscuring your figure. "It's called a bath sheet! Isn't it great? Now my ass isn't hanging out after my shower. George got it for me!"

All three boys mumbled out compliments as you found what you'd come in the room for, but the second you were out of earshot, the massacre began.

"What the fuck did you do that for?"

"Nice going, jackass."

"I'm about to go 1776 on your ass."

"Next thing you know, he's going to get her full-length skirts, too."

"You enjoy covering her up, you sick pervert?"

George stared blankly as the two took turns throwing insults, taking a long sip of his drink. "You two done yet?"

"Suck me off."

"If it'll get you to listen for a second." He gave them a sick smile, exactly like a villain cornering the hero. "Baby now feels comfortable wearing nothing but a towel. Baby does not feel comfortable in a bra. Which means she has a reason to delay getting dressed. Which means I just made our girl happy and gave her an excuse to lounge around practically naked."

"... I never doubted you for a second, Gogy."

"You know, I think we should've never left England in the first place."

"You're both cocksuckers."

TwitchCon

“I’d like to introduce our special guest,” Dream announced as their eighteen-plus panel began. He stood from his chair, dramatically waving to the side of the stage that disappeared into the performer’s area. “You know her! You love her! Half of you wanna fuck her, don’t think we don’t see the comments! It’s Babyyyyy!”

The crowd roared as you came out, dodging all three boys’ attempts to steal a kiss as you found your seat, picking up your microphone.

“I left the food court for this, so make it good.”

#angymouse #minors dni #squeakin #mcyt smut #sapsqueaks #dresqueaks #gogysqueaks #liveinwhore

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twicesserafim · 5 months

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Forbiddingly Yours

CHARACTERS.

Lu Y/n:

Young:

Old:

Born in:

Hanoi, Vietnam.

Raised in:

Tainan, Taiwan.

Ethnicity:

Vietnamese/Taiwanese

Mbti:

Entp

Born on:

December 18th 1999

Height:

1.71m, 5'8

Fun facts:

- Did mma (hapkido, taekwon and vovinam) since age 4.

- Strawberry and vanilla, as a scent, and as a taste. (Taste like, smells like and genuinely just likes the smell/taste of those things)

- Shoe head

-Elite style

- A classy, humble yet a very down to earth and funny person.

- Lowkey really smart, both street and and book smart.

- Replica and Dior perfume >>

- Plays basketball, volleyball and badminton.

- Jersey number for badminton and basketball: #19, Volleyball and rugby: #25

...

Chou tzuyu:

Young:

Old:

Born in:

Tainan, Taiwan.

Raised in:

Tainan, Taiwan.

Ethnicity:

Taiwanese

Mbti:

Isfp

Born on:

June 14th 1999

Height:

1.7m, 5'7

Fun facts:

- Favourite pokémon is eevee.

- Favourite number is 25, but also really likes the number 19.

- Chinese Zodiac is a rabbit.

- Really likes tonkatsu and dumplings.

- Hates the cold, so spring is her favourite because it's calm and floral.

- Doesn't know how to swim

- Genuinely well behaved and a really good kid.

- Once had a dream with noise, but that was the one and only time.

- "Hard work never betrays, don't be selfish and work hard. You can achieve anything."

- Ideal type: "Someone who understands the importance of filial piety (caring for one's family) Someone who loves me more, Someone who likes dogs or any animals, A person who eats well, Someone who can approach me first"

- G!p (but won't be using her dick all the time)

...

The world where you can only marry someone that has the same last name as you, if you chose not to. You with both end up without a last name, or if one partner takes the others last name. The partner who betrayed their family, will no longer be seen as one.

For example, if a tran were to marry a lee, the tran would no longer be seen as apart of the tran family and all ties will be cut with the family member who had left. But again, will never be seen as apart of the lee family either.

You were taught this at a young age, And if by the age of 27, if you were not engaged or married, you were seen as an outcast or be set on an arranged marriage.

Any love between two members of different last names is forbidden. And will be dealt with serious punishments from both side of the family. Some even faced death, for loving one of another surname.

With this, they had put a new rule, a new law. That you couldn't even be friends with people that had different surnames, due to the amount of rule breaks there had been.

That love was forbidden.

Any type of love, even if it was only lust. Was still, forbidden.

...

Ps.

Girls can get each other pregnant.

You guys have the same emoji's, slangs and phones as the 2020's.

First few chapters start in 2016.

Twice debuted in 2017 and there's no training process bc it's fictional and i can do what i want 😼‼️

G!p tzuyu

...

A/n:

NEW STORY GUYSSSSS

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sdaomine · 3 years

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NXX Boys in Bed (NSFW)

Artem Wing

is a thirty-year-old inexperienced virgin.

will probably be dominant and submissive at the same time, but like, a very, very shy dom...

oh god artem you’re so cute fuck

was extremely shy when you two first did the deed; there was a fiery blush all over his face and neck the moment he saw you in just your underwear

passionate, passionate sex

hands interlaced while he thrusts into you

stares in awe at your face while you’re at it, istg he is an absolute simp

strong arms wrapped around you as you fuck

really deep moans and hot heavy breathing

moaning suwabe? yes, i’ll take that

he wants round two but does not proceed to it unless you tell him you want his cock buried deep inside you

but that’s during your first few attempts at sex, of course he’s still shy!

he’ll do you hard soon don’t worry

okay but he’ll probably go with round two without permission when you’re being really sexy and he couldn’t handle it anymore

take note that he will go straight to making out with you whenever he sees you wearing only his button-down shirt with your panties on

he’s really, really gentle with you

always the first one to say i love you

his sapphire eyes will always be fixated on your face when you’re reaching your climax because goddamn he thinks you really look hot

your moans make him lose his head and still makes him a blushing mess

when you are asleep he would quietly study your face, basking in the way you slept so peacefully; would run his delicate fingers across your skin then smile like an idiot because finally, finally, you are his

he still couldn’t move on from it

secretly loves it when you’re on top

guilty fantasy is fucking you in the office on his desk, against the bookshelf, on the couch

okay but he really wants to bang you on his desk

loves the taste of your cunt

lowkey wants to gag you or restrain you with his tie

*screeches*

oh and by the way you give him blowjobs under his table

and you let him suck your nipples in his personal office every once in a while

welp, that’s daddy artem wing for you

Luke Pearce

do you see those muscles? he’s a softie but he will definitely manhandle you

dom and sub, flexible. a switch.

luke is a really, really good kisser

phone sex phone sex

will record an asmr for you to listen to when he’s not around

he is worried that he’ll hurt you but hurts you with his big dick anyway

“t-that’s right... ahhh—moan for me, watson.”

he loves fucking you against the wall fully-clothed

luke is your personal hand holder and waist holder! expect his hands on your waist gripping tight as he thrusts into you

you’ve done it many times now, but he still blushes hard when you striptease him

hates it when you try to seduce him in public because he knows he’ll want to take you on that nearby bench for everyone to see

of course he doesn’t, so he’ll just do you the moment you enter the doors of his apartment

“watson—ah, please, i want you on top of me.”

hooks your legs over his broad shoulders

because he’s gonna be taking his time eating the hell out of you

he is gentle, but can be rough asf too

has adorable sex hair

a minimum of three rounds for luke. the stamina of this guy...

plus he’s been waiting for eight years, so... expect some suppressed passion

i know you want it, i know you do.

Marius von Hagen

this guy’s gonna do you anytime, anywhere, literally

he fucks you in his office, in your room, in his room, in the car, you name them

loves it when you give him a blowjob

“jiejie—ahh, m-more...”

loves sucking and licking your nipples

he’d park in front of themis law firm and you hop in his car to give him a kiss; a few seconds later he’s unbuttoning your blouse because he wants to suck

doing it while you are fully-dressed turns him on

he wants it rough, he bangs you hard

leaves hickeys on your neck to annoy you

you try to seduce him in public, but you are the one ends up flustered because

“hm? jiejie, we’re in public...” he says, “but if you ask me to fuck you behind those stalls, i’d gladly accept...”

ranks second when it comes to being shameless

is a fucking switch. he’s on top, a few minutes later he’s writhing underneath you

oh, the power you hold

him calling you ‘jiejie’ or ‘one-san’ while you’re at it just makes you feel things

and so you’ll never hear jiejie or one-san the same way ever again

will gladly striptease for you

this man is big

he’s so tall, you’re small... or smaller, and that’s the perfect match

girl, tie him up

video call sex with marius

loves recording your fuck sessions. with consent, of course

Vyn Richter

aight here we go *cracks knuckles*

ah, yes. the vilhelm richard albert de haspran.

*sips tea* aka our sexy, elegant king

a hundred percent dominant, but he wouldn’t mind you being on top; he loves that too, loves it when you ride him to oblivion

foreplay king

will lick your cunt with abandon, will eat you out until you beg him to just take you

will still devour you even if you do

your moans > haydn string quartet no 62 in c major, emperor

your whines and whimpers > every other live orchestra

is an a+ piece of shit and eats you out when you’re on a call with your client

is an a++ piece of shit and fucks you while you are on a call with your boss, artem

vilhelm bangs you rough, he bangs you hard

harder, and harder until you cry out because of too much pleasure

makes certain you climax at least twice before he does

loves food play; will slather cream all over your exposed skin and lick them clean, banging you right after

is the most shameless out of the four

he wakes up late but if it’s you, well, you are an exception

so... morning sex

the bed is his favorite spot

loves blindfolding you, gagging you, tying you up

this man is possessive

when you get to bed with him, you’ll be in bed with him for at least six hours

“i—ahh, i am yours,” he moans into your ear, “and you, hahh—mine.”

gives you hickeys so artem would see them

you find it hot when he takes off his glasses

he has the sexiest sex hair

he has a card named gentleman’s game but he isn’t a gentleman in bed

you wake up to the faint sound of a grand piano; vyn is wearing his immaculate robe, playing your favorite tune.

you watch him as his fingers skillfully play among several keys, and it all feels like a lullaby; you feel your cheeks heat up when he flits his golden eyes on you and gives you the warmest smile...

it feels like sunlight on skin.

“good morning, my darling rose.”

you hide a smirk when you sit on his lap, his hard cock now poking at your ass.

“mm,” you hum, “good morning, indeed.”

#vyn richter #tears of themis #marius von hagen #artem wing #luke pearce #nxx boys #tears of themis headcanons #tears of themis x reader

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eustasshoney · 3 years

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Ace | Sabo | Law: How they behave when they're horny ✨

I've got brainrot so now it's everybody else's problem you're welcome.

CW: Sex mentions/sexual themes ofc.

-*-

| Ace |

Ace's love language is physical touch. He cannot get enough of putting his hands on his partner, whether it be linking pinkies when walking with them, or just lying in the absolute tangle of body parts when taking a nap, he just loves to touch. So, obviously, he's just gonna get even more handsy when he's horny.

He'll be constantly hovering around you, grabbing at your waist and tucking his head into your shoulder from behind if you're busy. Leaving little kisses everywhere he knows you're sensitive (if accessible in a none private setting.) Will plant a flurry of those quick pecks on your lips which is ultimately gonna lead to deeper kisses and him steering you somewhere where things can progress.

He also gets quite quiet in the moments leading up to foreplay and the sex itself. He always finds his voice again during, but when he's trying to coax you into the mood as well, he let's his body do the talking, or speaks in low and hushed tones if he has to.

He will stare a lot when he's horny, whether he realises it or not, if he can't put his hands on you, he's eating you alive with his eyes.

He also has an extremely vivid and active imagination, and has thought himself into being painfully aroused on multiple occasions. Seriously, if he's not preoccupied and the kiss you gave him before he had to attend to duties that day comes into mind, I'd give it fifteen minutes before he's thought of several different ways the kiss could have gone had he not had to leave, and he's ready to go.

In my mind, I have this little scenario of him standing behind his partner after being given no relief all day, hands on their hips, chest against their back, planting needy little kisses up the side of their neck before mumbling, "please, baby?" In their ear.

😩

| Sabo |

Sabo absolutely loves the chase when he's horny. The longer the build up, the better the payoff in his mind and absolutely adores it if there's mutual teasing going on when nothing can be done about it.

He's definitely the type to go about his day, doing his duties as the Chief of Staff, never intentionally seeking you out, but should your paths cross he'll mutter a bombshell while walking by like,

"I can't wait until I have you to myself."

"You've done good today. I'll reward you for that later."

"You seem a little distracted, love, I hope it's not reflected in your work. I'd hate to have to punish you."

The list goes on.

Basically, if Sabo is horny, then you will be too and he's going to make you both suffer with it.

Unlike Ace, intimacy is a private thing to him, so he's not gonna make a display of being clingy and in your personal space. Nor is he gonna let on to anyone else that there's anything going on, however, if the chance of being caught is low-risk, he'll absolutely try and get a reaction out of you with people around.

Likes making you flustered, making you fumble your words and then watching as you scramble for the pieces of your scattered mind before anyone notices it wasn't just a brain-fart moment.

You probably end up with a reputation for being one of those people who talk too fast for their mouth and stutter a lot amongst the rest of the Revolutionaries, even though unbeknownst to them, it's almost always Sabo being a dick. No one has caught on yet.

| Law |

Okay. Of all three of these men, Law is the hardest to gauge when he's in the mood, because he's the master of the poker face and a God at acting like he has no feelings or urges whatsoever.

That being said, I feel like he's also actually a mix of both Ace and Sabo but... more subtle.

For instance, he won't go clinging to your person every chance he gets, but he will rest a hand on your lower back as he walks by, maybe leave a kiss on the top of your head.

He might, if he's really, really feeling it shoot some innuendos your way like Sabo will, but he's more likely praise you more than anything if he's in the mood. Little complements like,

"You've done all of this already? You're amazing, sweetheart."

"You're so good for me."

"Have I ever told you how gorgeous you look wearing my jolly-roger?"

Unrelated but Law would go absolutely nuts if you also got a tattoo of his roger, or wore the clothes he has with it on. He lowkey loves feeling like he owns you.

He generally likes working on his own without distraction, so a good indicator that he's wanting your attention is if he invites your company while he's doing paperwork, or even seeks you out and asks if he can join you while he does whatever he needs to do.

Will do things like work with a hand on your thigh, or with you in his lap.

If he gets the feeling you're on the same page, then he'll be more forward about his desires and take it from there, but as I said, as someone whose pretty discrete with his emotions, expect subtlety until he catches you're on the same vibe.

#one piece #op #trafalgar d. water law #op sabo #sabo #portgas d. ace

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dick-nightwing-grayson · 2 years

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whatre ur headcanons for dick in law school? lowkey considering writing a fic about it (w/ credit! :) )

I don't live fully in this world so a few lesser informed hc's are:

Dick doing a clinic for low income families

Dick helping a family stay together in immigration

Dick looking at business/copyright law and reluctantly talking to Bruce to figure out how the JLA has trademarked their logos and merchandise

Finding Lex Luthor's off shore accounts through legal means and many many subpeonas

Dick getting absolutely obsessed with a case amd the defendants innocwnce and then stays up for days proving it as Nightwing and delivering the info to the person's lawyer and acting shocked as civilian dick shows up that this happened

Dick seeing a man get off for a crime he is guilty of and taking him down as Nightwing after the guy thinks he beat the legal system and then dick poasibly delivering the cheesiest line of all time "no one escapes justice"

Him always running late for class, but everyone can see he is clearly trying and then they learn (not from dick though) that his dad just died and he is actually taking care of his younger siblings and is now the head of his household

#dick as a lawyer #new personal headcanon #dick grayson #anon asks #if you write a fic PLEASE send it my way

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gummygowon · 3 years

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the law of attraction - teaser | choi san

word count: 861 atm but projected to be more than 1k

genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, bad boy!san x fem.tutor!y/n, high school au!

enemies to lovers au!

warnings: mentions of sex (in this teaser), underage drinking, and implied smut

a/n: I HAVE HAD THIS IDEA FOR SO LONG BUT I’VE NEVER WRITTEN IT OUT SO HOPEFULLY THIS CAN GET OUT SOON

“choi san? you get to tutor choi san?” your best friend, giselle practically screams at you.

you shove your hand into her face in an attempt to shut her up. “shush, people are staring.”

“i’m sorry but you get to tutor the choi san.” she defends herself as her voice gets quieter.

“ok and? i’m tutoring the local fuck boy, what’s so special about him.” you ask, as you roll your eyes.

“it’s choi san, come on.” she argues, using her hands to emphasize her point.

you look at your friend as if she’s crazy. you knew of the latter but you didn’t bother googling his ass during your free time. you also knew some of the gossip that circled around him. dumb, high school rumors like how his friends throw the most wildest parties almost every weekend and that he’s supposed to be really good in bed. like really good.

and then it hit you, maybe that’s why your friend was excited for you to tutor him. “if you think that i’m going to get dicked down during a physics lesson with him then you’re wrong.”

“i mean-” the brunette shoots you a look.

“oh my god.” you say as you bury your hands into your face.

“what?” she exclaims. “it’ll be a step up from that one loser. actually a few.”

giselle was referring to your sad excuse of an ex. terrible boyfriend and an even worse person in bed. you guys stopped dating almost a year ago and it’s been awhile since you’ve been laid. it’s not like you were on the hunt for sex or something but damn, does it get lonely sometimes.

“giselle, i’m not gonna fuck him for the last time.” you sigh.

“that’s if you don’t catch feelings first.” she smirks before continuing to eat her lunch.

you scoff, almost offended that your best friend assumed that you would fall for the residential bad boy. “as if.”

“ok, y/n.” giselle shrugs her shoulders at you as the bell rings. “if you come to me, telling me about your future raging crush on him then you owe me ramen.”

you shake your head, before waving her off and making it to the library for your first tutoring lesson. silently, praying to whatever’s out there for luck that everything goes smoothly. however, you couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. it was your first time teaching someone your age about anything plus you’re tutoring the ‘local sex god’ as some girls called him. usually, you never cared about your appearance but now you felt yourself trying to fix your hair and cleaning up the smudged mascara around your eyes.

once deeming yourself approachable, you head into the school library occupying a table towards the back near the rows of bookcases. checking the time, five minutes to go, you pull your physics textbook along with your notebook to get ready. you look over the notes your teacher handed you that covered topics where san was lacking and decided to form some sort of last-minute lesson plan.

actually, everything about this was last minute. from your teacher practically begging you to tutor san since he really needed to pass this class in order to graduate to scheduling this godamn meet-up the day of.

“y/n?, can you stay for a minute after class?”

you nod your head slowly, lowkey freaking out because you thought your teacher was somehow mad at you and that’s not what you need right now. she was the one teacher that you desperately needed to be on her good side so you could get a great letter of recommendation for college applications.

attentively, you approach her desk waiting for her to chew you out even though you haven’t done anything bad in class.

“y/n, what’s your schedule like after school.” mrs. lee asks as she motions for another student to come in her classroom.

you peek at the student, only to see the one and only choi san. you bit your lip to stop yourself from frowning, “uh, it’s usually free apart from doing homework.”

she claps her hand in excitement, “ah perfect!”

“makes sense.” san mutters under his breath earning a glare from the both of you, his body language screaming ‘get me the fuck out of here’.

“anyways,” mrs. lee’s glare towards san softens as she turns to you, “i was hoping you could tutor mr. choi over here since he’s...struggling a bit in this class and i know you’re one of my top students so, i think this would be the perfect opportunity for the both of you.”

“both of us?” you accidentally ask out loud. what the hell does she mean by that? you silently think to yourself. extra credit maybe?

“well, if you agree to tutor mr. choi, i can write you a letter of rec for your college apps.” the teacher answers as she looks at you, her eyes begging you to say yes.

fuck whatever.

“sure, mrs. lee! i’m free this afternoon.” you smile at her. this better not be a disaster, you thought while glancing back to san who looked upset that you agreed.

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mrskisaki · 3 years

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Well hello again! Hehe. Can I request nsfw head canons of Kid, Law (seperately) x S/O? Like they're pounding S/O roughly and make the bed creaks and suddenly the bed collapsed. (And they have to buy a new bed.) That's it. Take your time. 😊 Also curious how will they react.

I wasn't sure if you were asking for the actual fucking or just asking for their reaction LMFKSSJJS

Kid & Law bed breaking durning sex

Kid

Okay so, Kid is a cocky bastard who barks a lot but just with slightly less bite, at least when it comes to you so when he says he's gonna fuck you so hard that the bed breaks you didn't expect for it to actually break and collapse and by the look of his face, he didn't either. After the shock wears off, Kid won't shut up about how good his dick. If you don't shut him up quickly then the entire crew will hear because he starts to laugh about it. It's pointless though because he will tell them at dinner, much to your embarrassment. At least kid will repair the bed but if not, he’ll just make another one. He tries to break the bed everytime you fuck now

Law

Law do be beatin that thangy thang in so when you told him to go harder and faster, he did. I mean yeah y'all heard the bed squeak but it always squeaks but she you heard the crack, it was already too late. You both know that the entire sub heard that but the shock of what just happened makes that the last thing on your mind. He’s a bit embarrassed because he knows you and the crew will give him shit for it but he also lowkey feels a bit of pride knowning that he was fucking you so good to the point where the bed broke. But the smirk goes away when he realizes that he has to buy a new bed.

#one piece imagine #one piece reader insert #one piece scenario #one piece x reader #one piece #one piece oneshot #one piece scenarios #kid #kid x reader #eustass kid #ns.fw #one piece ns.fw #law #law x reader #trafalgar law #kid headcanons #one piece kid #law headcanons

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spideymarvelws · 3 years

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It’s The Law (1/2)

Prince!Alpha!Peter Parker x Fem!Omega!Reader

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A/n at the end!

Summary : Being an omega was hard enough in the kingdom but being an omega maid was even worse. You were constantly told that you were nothing by everyone around you, constantly put down because of your status and class. But you never let them deter you, working even harder at your job despite every jab and sly comment thrown your way. Days became harder with time, the slander against your name growing harsher by age. Your dream of finding love in such a harsh environment becoming dust swept under the rug.

That was until the prince took interest in your scent.

Warnings : Smut? (nothing graphic just some background cockwarming and a few suggestive themes), unplanned pregnancy, violence, some fluff but we go angsty real quick, choking, mention of death, threats, Tony is lowkey as asshole (pls message me if i missed anything)

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It was a warm night in the castle. You and Peter didn't care for the sheets that had been discarded to the side of the bed hours ago, opting to lay on the mattress with your bodies exposed to the heat. The fire probably didn't help either, he could remember the small whines you let out when he snuck you into his room, complaining about the flames that erupted from the fireplace. But as you moved to put out the fire, he pulled you into his body, kissing you senseless until you forgot all about it, falling into bed with him.

He didn't want you to take out the light, he didn't want to lose sight of you. Sure he could have used the small candles his mother kept by his bedside at night, but that would only keep parts of your body visible to him when he wanted to experience the whole thing.

Sure it was selfish, but in the end it didn't matter. He was going to have you sweating by the end of the night either way, so what was the harm in a little heat to add on to that.

You both haven't had a night together, alone, in so long. He missed his omega, like any alpha would but more importantly, he missed his mate. He would go through any amount of heat to make sure the night stayed engraved in his head like every moment he ever had with you.

Especially tonight, where you laid naked spread out on top of him, making sure every part of your skin touched his. You were much more cuddly tonight, needier for his touch. You always had to be looking at him, keeping eye contact when he had his way with you. Even when you presented to him, ass high in the air, he had to pull your back against his chest, calming the loud whines escaping your throat.

But he wasn't complaining, in fact it only went to his alpha brain causing him to increase his past, to keep you close as he showed you how much he missed you. How much he loved. Now you were both spent, your body draped on him like his own personal blanket, clinging to him like a koala.

He didn't know when the next time might be where he could be with you like this after recent events he refused to tell you about, but he tried his best not to think about it. Even if it was taking up his mind when he should be focusing on you.

“What’s wrong, alpha,” You whispered into Peter’s ear, placing a lazy kiss to the side of his neck.

Peter looked down at you, raising his hand to rest in on your cheek, swiping a strand of hair that stuck to the side of your face. He smiled softly as you snuggled your face into his palm. Despite the layer of sweat covering your skin you still craved his warmth.

“Nothing is wrong omega,” he whispered, kissing your nose lightly, “I have everything i need right here,”

You giggled at his words, shaking your head, “Never knew the prince would be such a softy,”

Peter chuckled along with you, bringing you closer with his arms, “Only for you,” he sighed, “Only for my mate,”

“See, there’s the tone again,” you pouted, nuzzling your nose with his shoulder in an attempt to get him to speak up. You huffed when he stayed silent, rolling your eyes as you took things into your own hands, moving your legs to straddle his waist.

You pressed your hands against his chest to lean over him, his fingers moving to your waist, keeping you locked in your position. You began littering kisses on his face, starting with his forehead, then his pink cheeks and nose finally stopping at his chin.

“What. Is. Wrong. Peter.” you said in between kisses, pulling away when you felt the creases in the corner of his mouth deepen, “I’m going to get it out of you,”

“Sure you are omega,” he said, sliding his hands down your waist to the top of your thighs. You purred at his touch, nudging your nose against his as he continued, “So persistent,”

“And your so stubborn,” you sat back, crossing your arms over your chest when a idea popped in your head, “Come on Alpha,” you bit your lip, slowly grinding on his crotch, “Talk to me,”

Peter let out a warning growl, sitting up and pulling your chest against his, “You,” he grabbed your jaw, directing your gaze on to his, “Are on thin ice,” he paused, leaning up with his mouth by your ear, “Omega,”

You shivered, a small whimper escaping your mouth when he used his alpha voice. It was instinct for an omega to submit when an alpha used a specific tone. While Peter promised to never use it on you, it didn't mean he never did it playfully knowing how much it annoyed you.Your head fell on his shoulder, groaning into his skin as his laughs filled the room at your reaction.

“You’re mean, you know that?” you took a deep breath of his calming scent, “But you do know that changing the subject won’t work on me,”

“Yeah I figured,” he sighed, pulling back to look you in the eyes, “I just-,” he moved his hand back to your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb, “I’m just really happy, that’s all,”

“That’s all?”, you said, tilting your head to the side, “Peter, come on, somethings wrong,” you brought your hand to his cheek, “Tell me Alpha,”

Peter sighed into your hand, awkwardly moving up against the headboard to his back could have some support with you on top of him. You readjusting yourself in his lap, his hand tightening on your skin when your thigh brushed his bare cock.

“Y/n...”

“Okay, that wasn't on purpose!”

“You know what?” he groaned, pulling you up slightly and lining up his member with your pussy, rubbing the tip along your lips. You bit your lip as he tapped your hip, signalling for you to lower yourself down, “There,” he bottomed out, “Now we may continue,”

You whined but stayed still placing your hands on his shoulders speaking out of your mind without thinking, “So the thing keeping you from talking in not having your dick in me,”

His mouth flew open, taken back by your words, “You, are, lucky you’re mine,” he grunted, the small smile on his face showed that he was far from annoyed.

You giggled, trying your best to focus back on the reason you were interrogating him, “Now, Peter,” you grabbed his face once more, “Speak,”

Peter sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that night, pulling you closer to rest his head on your shoulder, inhaling your scent. You responded by running your hand through his damp hair.

“Sabina is getting suspicious about me, about us,” he kissed the side of your neck, his lips lingering for a few seconds, “I guess i didn’t mask your scent to well after last time,” You could feel his weak smirk against your skin, “I could feel her eyes every time I walk away from her, especially when I refuse to mate with her,”

“Peter,” you pulled back, looking him in the eyes, “You said you father didn’t want you two to mate yet, you said you’d tell her about us before this got to far,”

“I know, I know,” he said desperately, trying his best to keep your mind from wandering too far before he got out the entire story, “But I was planning on telling her tonight, but then the emergency happened and I-,” he pauses, “They left on the carriage earlier than expected,”

“Peter! Tomorrow is inspection, how am I supposed to hide my mark and my-,” you caught yourself, looking down to avoid his curious stare.

“And your?”

You sniffed wrapping your arms around yourself for some form of protection. You took a deep breath before responding, “My stomach Peter,” you hesitantly looked up into his soft brown eyes, “All the symptoms were there, what settled it was the small bump,” you laughed wearily, “And we both know I don't get enough food for that to happen,”

His mouth feel slightly open, his eyes filling with water as he put his hand on your stomach, “So you’re saying-,”

“I won't be able to go to a doctor but from what my mother told me...” you put your hands on his and just nodded, not sure if you could go on without bursting into tears.

“Oh my god,” his breath became heavy, “Oh my god,” he pulled you into a hug, tightening his hold as much as he could.

Peter didn't know how to feel, how to think. On one hand, his instincts told him to protect, to love, to cherish, to be grateful that out of all the women in the kingdom he met his mate and was lucky enough to have a child with them. It was the dream for all alpha’s, to see their mate, their omega swollen with their child, with their pup.

He’s had dreams of having a family ever since he presented as an alpha. He always watched in envy at his aunt and uncle, the rare case of royals being mates. He knew the chances were slim, but he never lost hope that one day, the intoxicating scent of an omega, of his omega would fill his senses.

Would make his alpha heart complete.

But would also shatter it whole.

He was a prince, set from birth to marry one of his kind. An omega was seen as not fit to rule, when one was born into the family, they were always seen as a disgrace, most likely to be married off to a knight or one of the royal advisers, disregarded from the blood line.

That’s where his Prince side came in.

Your love was forbidden, therefore your mating was as well. This child would mean hell, not for him but for you if anyone were to find out outside of the people he trusted. And with his future queen already on his tail, he didn't know if a child would be the best option for the both of you.

Even if he wanted it so bad.

“I’m not going to let them take you away from me,” he mumbled into your shoulder, his protective instincts kicking in, ��If they ever lay a hand on you i swear I’ll-,”

“Peter,” your broken voice brought him out of his alpha frenzy, “There going to find out tomorrow either way, my scents slowly changing and the guards are going to sense two heartbeats and i-,” you breath hitched, “There’s no way out of this Peter,”

He forgot about the inspection his uncle’s adviser pushed every month. To check up on everyone who worked with the crown, making sure they were suitable and still held the rules set for their line of work. For you, being a maid meant, from what he remembered no mating and no possible mate.

Well you broke the rules within two weeks of meeting him and it was only three weeks ago he finally decided to claim you as his.

Meaning he was the one who got you into this mess.

And he was the one who was going to get you out of it

“What if we run away?”

You looked down at him shocked, “Run away, Peter! Are you insane?”

“I’m serious, my aunt, mother and Sabina are away on a trip, my uncle never really asks for my whereabouts, neither does my father,” He could feel the gears turning in his head, pulling at all the details and creating plan, “It’s the perfect opportunity,”

“What happened to just telling them about us?”

“Y/n, you and I both know they won’t allow it, even if I ask politely,”

You sat speechless, your mouth opening and closing, words failing to escape your mouth. He looked between your eyes, hoping to find something that would calm his racing heart. You gulped, finally processing his words as you said slowly, “But Peter, you’re the prince,’

He sighed, “That doesn’t matter,”

“Yes it does,” you shook your head, “Peter, if we leave, there is no way your uncle wouldn't send a search party out for you!”

“Not if we leave the land, set up somewhere else,” he reasoned, “Once we cross the seas, they wouldn't be able to find us,”

“That would mean we have to prepare in advance,”

“I’m the prince, I’m sure i could get a boat out of here at any convenience,”

“Then they’ll know where we’re going, track your recent purchases”

“I’ll just pass it through Harley, he knows about you-,”

“Harley knows about me!”

“He helped me hide us don't worry,” he moved on quickly, cursing at what he let slip, “Look the point is, we need to get you out of here,” he pulled you impossibly closer, “And you’re not leaving without me okay?” He let his forehead fall against yours, “I’m not leaving my omega,” his voice cracked, “Or my possible child,”

“Peter-,” you breathed, biting your lip as you felt tears begin to form in your eyes.

“This is our only chance Y/n,” he whispered, “This was long overdue, us finally going off, living life together,” he laughed softly, “Maybe this is just the final push we needed,”

You stayed silent for quite some time, trying to process his words. If you leave tonight, there was a chance that it would reach the king before you and Peter could step out the castle walls. If you both made it out, it would take days for you both to reach the port, during that time there wasn't a chance that nobody would notice his absence and send a group out to look for him. Leaving meant the possibility of getting caught risking both your life and your child for the chance at freedom.

But if you stayed, the inspection would happen, outing you as mated and pregnant with another alpha’s child, punishable by death. You couldn't imagine leaving peter like that, losing a mate was like losing a part of yourself, it completely shatters the person, leaving them a shell of who they once were.

But in Peter’s case, he couldn't show that he was mated, because he was already promised to another, someone that wasn't you. You could already feel your heart plummet at the thought of him without you, of your alpha stuck with another.

You couldn't even think of the possibility.

But in the end, only one option had the chance of escape, the chance of a life outside the castle.

And that was to run away.

“Okay Parker,” you mumbled, finally looking him in his shiny brown eyes, “Let’s do it,”

“Are- are you serious?” Peter grinned.

You nodded, giggling when he pulled you into a sloppy kiss. Your teeth clashed while your lips move out of sync but either of you could have cared less, thoughts of a life together plaguing your minds.

Thoughts of starting a family of your own coming right after.

Peter giggled, pulling away breathless, “I’ll try my best to have the inspection pushed back to the next day so we have time to prepare,” he looked up at you with a sly smirk, “Now that’s out of the way,”

He quickly picked you up slightly to lay you down on the bed, slamming his cock back into you when it slipped out. Your legs immediately wrapped around his waist, your arms thrown around his shoulder as he slowly grinded into you.

“I believe we have some unfinished business,”

…

Peter waited by the stables the next night, leaning against the wall of the enclosure of the horse he planned for the both of you to ride. The plan was simple, Harley would fake an emergency distracting most of the guards so the both of you could leave without being detected. His aunt or mother wouldn't be back until the next day which would most likely be the moment they figure out about his absence.

But by then you would be halfway across the lands, close to the docs to board a small boat, ready to take you wherever you wanted. To finally start a new life together.

Of course, he would have to make a few stops along the way to buy materials and food which might slow you both down a bit, but the initial head start would give you enough time. Well, he hoped would give you enough time.

All he needed now was for you to come and as time passed by, he grew more worried when you never cdid. It wasn't hard to sneak out of the maids quarters, especially with the majority of the guards on the other side of the castle, he expected you to hear your small footsteps running down the creaky wood stairs, your scent invading his senses.

But it never happened, he waited until dawn and nothing.

That was until a stinging scent filled his nostrils.

“Didn’t expect you to stay for so long Peter,” she sounded from behind him, making him whip his head around. He didn't care to hide his distaste at her presence, his nostrils flaring as a low growl escaped his mouth.

“What did you do,” he said, clenching his fists by his side. Peter wasn't dumb, he knew that with her sudden presence she had to do something with your absence, “Aren’t you suppose to be on a trip,”

“Got cut short, much to your dismay,” the beta began walking closer to the alpha, sizing him up with her steady strides, “Word of a mated Omega,” she tilted her head to the side, “I’m sure you’ve heard of her,”

“What the fuck did you do Sabina,” he spat, matching her steps as he backed her up against the wall right at the bottom of the stairway.

“Oh I didn’t do anything,” usually the slight waver in her voice would give Peter a burst of pride, but now it just made him feel shameful, “I’m sure she was aware of the rules,”

“DON’T FUCK WITH ME!” he shouted, slamming his hands on the walls, “What. The fuck. Did you do?”

“The right thing for this kingdom Peter,” she sneered, “Doing something that you are to stupid to do,”

“And what’s that?”

“Getting rid of your mate,” she grinned sickly, “You didn’t actually think we left for so long did you? A week before our wedding?” she chuckled, “Well your a lot more dumb that I thought,”

In a fit of rage Peter found himself wrapping his hand around her neck, slamming her further against the wall. The small whimpers failed to register in his mind as his grip became tighter and tighter, his anger increased with every passing moment.

“Ah, ah, ah, Peter,” he tisked, barely able to speak, “I’m not the one you should be worrying about right now,” she giggled frailly, “Not when your little omega is in trouble,”

He felt his heart drop when Sabina mentioned your title, his hand loosening immediately, dropping her to the floor. He didn't waste anymore time listening to her coughs as he sped up the stairs and into the castle, searching for your scent.

But he couldn't find it, his heart breaking more and more with every room he entered. He could feel his chest begin to tighten, his senses going into overdrive as his mind wandered to the horrible things that might have happened. That he wasn't there to stop.

He should have picked you up from the quarters, he should've made sure you were out there with him or had Harley escort you. To make sure you arrived safely. It was stupid of him to let you leave alone, to trust that no one caught on to his plans.

He couldn't give up now, his feet taking up across the castle once again, growling at anyone who tried to stop him. He was going feral, his palms sweating as his breath became heavy almost growling with every breath.

That was until he caught another scent, one that smelt like burnt wood and dry blood, seeping from the doors of the throne room.

Tony sat on the throne, leg crossed over the other as he sipped on some wine from his favourite gold chalice. He was making casual conversation with his guards as Peter burst into the room rage and guilt radiating off of him as he stomped up to the middle of the room.

He looked awful, his hair ruffled like he had been tugging and pulling at the strands constantly. His shirt was ruffled up, the button up raffled along with his trousers.

“Where is she,” he growled, his voice croaky and low.

Tony only sighed at his son’s exaggerated tone, placing his chalice in the hands of another before standing up, fixing his tunic in the process. He walked down the few steps that lead to his throne, approaching his son with crossed arms.

“I don’t know who you’re-,”

“Don’t try that shit with me, alright,” Peter said, exasperated as he threw his arms in the air, “Where the fuck did you put her,”

Tony lost all playfulness in his voice, rolling his eyes at the boy's words, “I thought you were her mate? Why are you asking me,”

“How did you figure it out,”

Tony only laughed, “A little birdie told me, but even then it was quite obvious. I just thought I raised you well enough to resist,”

“Resist my mate?” It was Peter’s turn to laugh, “You’re growing more and more into a salty old man everyone pins you to be,”

“Everyone pins me to be?” Tony walked around Peter, pointing his finger in the air, “I’m a man of law Peter, that’s what makes me king,”

“Ever think that the law is fucking stupid?” Peter scoffed.

“Do not talk to your father like that,”

“Or what?” Peter sized him up, despite him being slightly shorter that the king, he still stood tall over him, “Your going to throw me in the-,” his breath hitched, “Dungeons...you put her in the dungeons,”

Tony laughed once more, “You’re not as dumb as I thought,”

“If you hurt her-”

“Oh calm your little alpha brain,” tony snickered, “I won’t hurt her yet, she’s holding my grandchild! I’m not that much of a monster,”

“So you admit that you are one,”

“Of sorts yes,” tony looked at him expectantly, “Well you put two and two together, why aren't you going after her,”

Peter scoffed, “As you said before, I’m not dumb,”

Tony only smiled, turning to sit back on his throne. He knew he already won when he watched his guards take you down to your cell, he always does. Sure, it was sick how much joy it brought him to see his own son in distress, but it wasn't his fault. His job was to see that the laws of the crown were always followed. He was only doing his job.

At least that’s what he told himself.

Regardless, it was over. In the next two days we would discuss an execution for the poor omega (he didn't take the time to learn your name) with his council for such crimes and everything would be back to normal, back to the way it’s supposed to be.

“What ever happened to your mate, Tony,” Peter suddenly said from behind him, making him stop in his tracks, “I’m sure you’ve had one in the past,”

“I don’t know what your talking about,”

Peter looked at him in disbelief, turning the tables as he found a way to get under his father’s skin, “So the scar on your neck is just a fashion statement?”

“If you know what’s good for you then you’d shut the hell up,” Tony turned around, pointing a finger in the boy's direction.

But Peter stayed persistent, knowing that the only way to get to his father was threw words, “You know the pain of losing a mate Tony, don’t make me go threw the same thing because of fucking laws,”

“I’m the not the one who put you in that position Peter,” Tony said, walking back up to the boy, “I wasn't the one who broke the law for fucking love,” he laughed, his eyes blowed as he shook his head, “What’s happening to her is your fault-,”

“Just like what happened to Pepper, it happened because of you,”

“Keep her name out of your mouth!” Tony snapped, striding up to Peter and grabbing him by the collar as he shouted in his face, “Don’t you ever mention her again,”

“Then let Y/n go,” Peter whispered, carefully choosing his next few words, “Let my omega go,”

“You know I can’t do that,”

“Yes you can,”

“But I won’t, and you know god damn well why,”

Peter didn’t push further, with the close proximity of his father, he could see the corners of his eyes start to shine, his lip trembling slightly. It was a low blow to bring up a past mate, one he only learned about while eavesdropping a conversation with him and his grandfather. But he knew it was the only way to get to him, and in his defence it seemed to be working.

“I’m going to get her out of here,” Peter calmly, “I’m going to get her and my child out of here, away from you and I don't care if the kingdom burns when I leave,”

“Over my. Dead. Body,” Tony sneered, finally letting go of his shirt, watching as his nephew stumbled a little to regain his balance.

“Then so be it,” Peter said lowly as he walked out of the room, the guards immediately following his fast stride.

He didn't know where he was going, what he was going to do. He couldn't trust anyone, not when your life and child was on the line. The conversation he just had seemed all over the place as he tried to process every words spoken. But as he entered his chambers, slamming the door almost off its hinges one thing became clear to him.

That he needed to get you out of here, he needed to get you both out of this kingdom.

With or without his father on his side.

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A/n : I’ve been wanted to do alpha!peter for so long and finally got the inspo to do one. I have an idea for part two, so stay tune for that!

also shameless self promo if you like nail art please consider following my nail blog @nails-golden it’d be pretty cool okay bye bye-

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kuroos-moon · 4 years

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Meeting Their Parents

Request by: @lalisbitch ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Pairing: Oikawa x reader, Kuroo x reader, Noya x reader

Warning/s: swearing and suggestive themes for Kuroo because he’s a little shit sometimes but we love him of course

Oikawa Toru

➪ he doesn’t show it but he’s really lowkey panicking inside yknow

➪ not once in his life had he brought a girl home for his parents to meet, so he’s going to be nervous about it despite knowing it’d turn out fine

➪ it’s the realest thing he’s done for his partner, it was like sealing an invisible seal that he’d cling to you for as long as time would allow just because you’ve gone to this stage

➪ “Toru, what if they don’t like me?” You say, staring up at him as the both of you stood outside his house

➪ “They will, they loved you ever since you started having me listen about overworking and all that,” he smiles reassuringly

➪ right, his parents love you, what was he so anxious about again?

➪ THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THIS HAPPENED. YOU SET THE FUCKBOY STRAIGHT AND HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT.

➪ SHALL HE START THINKING ABOUT MARRIAGE? WAS THIS TOO SOON?

➪ “You’re not very convincing you know,” you give him a pointed look as you squeeze his hand in yours, referring to his sweaty palms

➪ but it actually turns out alright for both of you, his parents adored you and you easily made conversation especially with his mom

➪ also, he forgot all worries in the first place ever since you set foot inside, seeing his mom hug you like you’d be the perfect daughter-in-law

➪ “Itadakimasu!” the four of you say in unison as you all dig in your dinner, which was quite extravagant at that

➪ “This is really a lot, but thanks” you politely say as literally all of the Oikawas put as much food as they can on your plate

➪ “You guys are overdoing it a little,” he frowns at his parents and they give him a chuckle

➪ cue your eye roll as your boyfriend puts another spring roll on your plate as if he wasn’t feeding you enough

➪ "This kid is just so hard-headed sometimes that I randomly smack his head when I recall all the headaches he gave me,” his father tuts

➪ you’re now in their living room, all of you casually sitting on the floor as you ate ice cream

➪ “I KNOOWW,” you totally vibe with his dad and Toru doesn’t even know if he loves it or not, the both of you going against him. “He’s very childish too! I just cover my ears sometimes when he’s whining!”

➪ His parents burst out laughing but your said boyfriend whom you just stated to be childish wasn’t pleased okay maybe a bit, he just really loves the mood you brought in his home

➪ He gives you a scowl, taking a spoon from your ice cream and sticking out his tongue at you when you glare at him

➪ “See? Childish,” you sigh, and his parents were more than happy to agree with you on that one

➪ The night wrapped up by about ten pm and his parents apologized profusely for keeping you so late but you assured them you had so much fun

➪ “So? How was it y/n-chan?” He smiles down warmly at you as he walked you home

➪ “They’re really lovely,” you grin up at him, “I can see why you were raised quite well, minus the... you know, Toruness,” you shrug

➪ “You mean you could see why you fell for me?” He jokes, his hand leaving yours so that he could wrap his arm around your shoulders

➪ he may or may not have grabbed your chin, tilting your face upwards to kiss you because he’s been keeping all his emotions at bay for hours

Kuroo Tetsuro

➪ confident as HELL

➪ so SO confident that he didn’t warn you beforehand

➪ no, no, he didn’t feel the need to do so even though you were wearing his shirt from the night before and your lazy pajamas

➪ not to mention your disheveled hair?!!!

➪ “Ohayo,” he breathes out, pressing a kiss on your forehead as you started waking up from your sleep

➪ With a yawn, you ask, “what time is it?”

➪ “It’s time to have breakfast, c’mon, get up,” he grins, planting a kiss at the base of your neck when you groan

➪ “I’ll wait outside, you better not take long,” he says with a knowing look, it wasn’t a threat but you knew it wasn’t empty either

➪ your boyfriend and his infinite sex drive, you thought as you shake your head

➪ you lazily get up and follow him outside, rubbing your eyes, you say, “Tetsu, we didn’t get to study last night because of your antics so let’s sta-” utter silence.

➪ are you dreaming or are you dreaming

➪ you might just die on the spot, with no mistake, his parents were on the dining table with Kuroo

➪ THE SAID KUROO, was only grinning on his seat as he looked at you

➪ Face flustered and red, you immediately bow to them and apologize

➪ WHAT THE FUCK YOU’RE WEARING HIS SHIRT

➪ “Oh, don’t be so polite, c’mon dear sit beside Tetsuro,” his mom waves you off with a smile as his father chuckles at you

➪ “I’m really sorry,” you say again as you took your seat beside your boyfriend lmao you’re about to dump his ass while stepping on his foot

➪ it didn’t faze him one bit, his smug grin only grew wider as he enjoyed every second of your flustered state

➪ but you easily forget how tense you were at first, his parents are really outgoing and his dad was especially funny

➪ he knew all along how it was going to pan out thus his confidence and dick move of not telling you ahead

➪ “I’m really sorry again for intruding, Tetsu told me we’d be the only ones here,” you say again, subtly elbowing him from beside you

➪ “You didn’t tell her?” His mom hisses but his dad merely looked at his son proudly

➪ “It will save me from all her panicking anyway,” he shrugs before looking down to meet your death glare with surprisingly loving eyes

➪ “Plus, did you see the look on her face?” HE WHEEZES, the audacity of this man, you were so sure he was going to say something nice

➪ shortly after breakfast though his parents left for work, and you were both alone in the house again

➪ sulking the entire time, shrugging off his hugs and pushing him away every time he leans in for a kiss

➪ “Kitten, I said I was sorry,” he apologizes again, a small smile on his lips which only made you scoff

➪ “Then act like it you asshole,” you bite back, turning away from him on his bed and stealing the covers all for yourself

➪ “Asshole?” He mocks your words tauntingly

➪ “you’re getting too bratty don’t you think little girl?” he says, and you could only imagine the sadistic grin he had on as his breath fanned right against the back of your neck

➪ Let’s just say you both relived the night before, if not longer

Nishinoya Yu

➪ one word, three syllables

➪ BAR!!BE!!CUE!!

➪ he had just picked you up from your house, dropping in for a few minutes to chat with your parents about how he’s been because they’re all over him tbh

➪ the two of you were just so opposite, you being so shy and quiet and Noya being so loud and bold, they could only want him for a son

➪ so here you both are, on your way to his place because you were gonna have a barbecue out his lawn

➪ you’re clearly nervous and you’re about to cancel the whole thing, you’re just really shy and all that

➪ your boyfriend on the other hand was the most energetic kid you’ve seen him been, grinning at you when you get close to his house

➪ “Yu, take me home,” you gulp, stopping on your tracks

➪ he stops to look at you before literally jumping towards you to give you a hug, basically almost tackling you to the floor

➪ “Yuuu,” you whine, but hold him in your arms too nonetheless

➪ he laughs at you, knowing you weren’t at all annoyed by him, he just wishes he’d rub off on you with his carefree personality

➪ “Y/n darling what’s there to worry about?” He playfully says, pulling away

➪ Noya’s not one for pet names so that ultimately made you blush

➪ “I know you feel nervouse y/n, just squeeze my hand tighter if it’s too much and I’ll get them to talk to me instead,” he gives you a warm smile

➪ but not once did you do as he said, because you loved it, you actually enjoyed his parents’ company and had completely let go of your shyness

➪ they were really kind, and like Noya, they were people who liked to laugh out loud and had the warmest eyes that made you feel at home too

➪ “It’s not so bad, is it?” he says low enough so that only you two could hear, and you nod back at him with a smile

➪ he looks proudly at you, though you don’t notice since you were eating

➪ but it was all too clear to his parents, their son was so whipped and beyond saving with you

➪ “Do you want more soda?” He asks, about to grab your empty glass before his parents beat him to it

➪ “I’ll get it for you dear,” his mom says at you and you say a quick thank you

➪ “We’re about to slice some watermelons so we’ll be back with some good stuff,” his father calls, patting both of your heads in adoration before walking away too

➪ “Yu,” you say, looking at him as he chomped on his meat

➪ He looks back at you, grease tactlessly around the corners of his mouth and meat sticking out from his lips

➪ “Thanks for today,” you smile, bringing the hand that was holding yours the whole time up your lips

➪ he awaits your actions with wide eyes and anticipation

➪ AND YOU KISS HIS HAND, YOUR LIPS ARE TOO SOFT

➪ he completely melts, error 404, noya not found

➪ HE JUST KNOWS YOU WERE GOING TO KISS HIS LIPS IF IT WEREN’T FOR THE FOOD IN HIS MOUTH

➪ sad noya noises

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