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#like i don't wanna stay up to get clowned on again
revasserium · 6 months
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Can i request OPLA zoro where he doesn't get along with reader but calls her my girl in front of a baratie waiter who was flirting with her.
my girl
zoro; 2,438 words; fluff, kinda enemies to lovers, fem!reader, straw hat!reader, lots of banter, slow...burn?
summary: just cause you don't see eye to eye doesn't mean zoro's down to watch you get hit on while he's in the same bar, either.
a/n: again. i've got no excuse. pls continue to send more requests feed my opla!zoro obsession u__u
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it is perhaps what therapists and psychiatrists would call an incompatibility of character. or maybe something about you and him that simply acted like two jigsaw pieces from completely different puzzles. or maybe luffy had just jinxed it when he’d said the first time that he sensed some “tension amongst the crew”, but it’s no secret that you and zoro don’t exact see eye to eye.
in fact, sanji thinks, it might only be a matter of time before you each try to take the other’s eyes out permanently.
“you’re really not worried?” he asked luffy as they’d watched zoro and you bicker all the way down the wobbling boardwalk leading up to the baratie, you sniping at zoro for getting in your way and zoro biting back something equally acerbic and childish about you being too clumsy to be a good pirate.
“huh? why would i be worried? they get along just fine!” luffy had laughed, eyes bright and round as he’d readjusted his hat and bounded off towards the entrance, whooping about being hungry enough to take down an entire sea cow.
“wh —”
“bit rich, since you and zoro are always at each other’s throats, no?”
nami bumps sanji’s arm as she strolls by him with a stack of empty crates. sanji squawks, readjusting his own bags before jogging after her.
“c’mon, you know that’s different!”
nami smirks but doesn’t grace that with an answer, instead, she lets her eyes flicker back to where you and zoro are still snarking at each other even as the bewildered looking fishman at the front leads you all around back to the kitchen entrance.
“— wouldn’t have been in that situation if you’d just —”
“yeah? and if i’d just stayed put like you said, the entire going merry would’ve gone up in smoke cause last i checked, wood is very flammable!”
“the merry’s not that fragile.”
“you wanna bet?”
“yeah, maybe i do —”
“what’s goin’ on here? didn’t i tell you lot to get lost?” zeff’s gruff voice interrupts your bickering as the peg-legged chef looks from zoro to you and then the rest of the crew, “gotta new one, didya? don’t remember you from the last time these idiots were here.”
“she’s barely an upgrade from the clown head —”
you slam your heel into the toe of zoro’s boot and he hisses, nearly dropping his armful of crates.
“what he means is that i’m the brains of the operation —”
“we don’t need brains —”
“oh, so you’re admitting that you didn’t have any before i got here?”
zoro glares, dropping the crates as luffy pushes past you both to clap zeff on the shoulder and offer him a huge stack of berry.
“we came to pay you back for the meal last time! and to buy a new one! and… maybe some extra food stuff if you’ve got it.”
zeff opens his mouth to answer but it’s drowned out by the sound of your voice as you jab a finger into zoro’s chest.
“— just because you can’t hold more than one cohesive thought in your head at once doesn’t mean that —”
“— what’s that even supposed to mean? like you can think about two things at once?”
“enough! you two — outta the kitchen, now! i won’t have your lovesick teenage yappin’ distractin’ my line chefs!”
you both jump at zeff’s voice, and an unpleasant heat creeps into your cheeks as you realize that the entire kitchen had indeed gone very quiet, most of the white-clad workers staring at you and zoro.
“i need a drink,” zoro says, rolling his shoulders as he sidesteps you and pushes his way out of the kitchen.
“look, sir, i didn’t mean —” you take half a step forward but zeff jabs a finger at the doors still swinging in zoro’s wake.
“i said out!”
you glance between zeff and the rest of your crew for a split second before turning and scrambling from the kitchen, looking abashed.
“oh no, c’mon zeff, you didn’t need to yell at her like that —” sanji sighs as he tries to go after you, but nami nails him in the stomach with one of her arms.
“nope. this is something they need to work out on their own. and you’re on grocery shopping duty with me, remember?” she flashes him a smile even as he deflates slightly and turns back to the work of haggling rations out of the baratie’s storerooms.
you find zoro already posted up at the bar, even though the hour is still early enough that there’s only a few other patrons, mainly keeping to themselves. you fight the urge to march up to him and give him an earful about embarrassing you in front of sanji’s old master like that but zeff’s words about making a scene keeps your lips clamped shut.
instead, you seat yourself as far from zoro as humanly possible and wait for the bartender to sidle over. he flashes you a winning smile, making no attempt to conceal the way his eyes drag from your hair to your face and then down to your cleavage, where his gaze rests for a beat too long before he clears his throat.
“what can i get you, gorgeous? something sweet and bubbly, perhaps? or maybe something a bit more dark and… seductive? i can have a custom drink whipped up for you in a few if you’d like… on the house, of course.”
he shoots you a wink that has your eyebrows hiking up your forehead.
“laying it on thick, are we?”
the bartender shrugs, seemingly unbothered by your lack of enthusiasm.
“place like this doesn’t exactly breed subtlety.”
you make a noncommittal noise before sighing, “i’ll have a dirty martini, shaken not stirred, straight, with a twist, please.”
to his credit, the bartender doesn’t miss a single beat, “ah, a woman of taste, though i’ll admit that i prefer my martini’s naked instead of shaken, hm?”
he waggles his eyebrows and if it weren’t for the loud cough from down the bar drawing the bartender’s attention, you would’ve rolled your eyes.
at the opposite end of the bar, zoro taps his empty drink glass against the waxy hardwood, a vein ticking in his jaw. he’d listened to the entire exchange with a growing annoyance festering in the depths of his stomach. and here he was, hoping for a moment of quiet without the sound of your voice yammering in his ear. he shoots the bartender a glowering look as the man refills his drink and tries to make his way back down the bar to you.
zoro tosses the entire drink back in one and sets the empty glass down with a loud clack, clearing his throat as the bartender turns to stare at him. he holds the man’s gaze for a full three seconds before looking pointedly down at his glass and the bartender’s face visibly reddens.
“here you are, sir — the last three are on the house.”
the bartender lines up five identical drinks in front of zoro before marching away and zoro has to give it to the guy. he does make a good, stiff drink.
still, as he tries his hardest not to glance down towards where you’re sitting, sipping slowly at your martini, he can’t help overhearing the stilted stabs at conversation floating down the length of the empty bar. the bartender lavishes you with questions, asking about your travels, who you came with, where you’re from. you, for your part, never give him an answer more than three words long — travels were good, my crew, an autumn island.
zoro briefly wonders why you don’t tell the guy off like you so often did him. then, he briefly wonders if the fact that you’re always so easily set off by him means something. then, he not-so-briefly wonders why, if he’s always been so bothered by you, that he’s still thinking about you in the precious few hours he has to himself.
he clicks his tongue and downs another drink just as you finish your first.
“c’mon darlin’ — just a hint — what about the first letter? shall i try to guess?”
you sigh into your now empty glass as the bartender asks your name for the third time in a row, though to no avail. suddenly, a warm, solid presence appears next to you and the next thing you know, zoro’s arm is brushing up against yours as he leans over the bar to bear down at the bartender.
“right, now if you’re done trying t’pick up my girl, i think i’d like the check.”
the bartender blinks up at zoro, uncomprehending for a second before a blotchy redness seeps into his cheeks.
“y-your — you haven’t said a word to each other since either of you got here!”
you swallow passed a bewildered laugh as you glance up at zoro to find a challenge clear in his eyes. you slowly swivel back to the bartender with a light smile.
“ever heard of a lover’s quarrel?”
the bartender sputters as he stares between the pair of you for another long second before scurrying off to fetch the check. zoro chuckles under his breath, his earrings clinking softly in the dim light.
“damn — i really wanted another drink,” you say, staring at your empty glass.
wordlessly, zoro plops one of his in front of you. it’s the second to last.
you bring it up to your nose for a sniff before making a face.
“god that smells awful!”
“fine then, more for me.”
“i didn’t say i wouldn’t drink it!”
you bring the glass to your lips for a small sip. it’s tastier than you’d imagined but it still burns a line down your throat as you shiver.
“h-holy shit —” you cough, wiping at your mouth, “how many of these have you had?”
zoro shrugs, sipping on his own glass with a careless ease, “dunno. don’t really keep count.”
“ugh… this could knock out a war elephant…” you make another face before you take a second sip.
“figures you can’t hold your liquor, drinkin’ whatever girly shit you ordered.”
you round on him, “martinis are not girly!”
“tch. whatever.”
you settle into a huffy silence. zoro’s arm is still pressed against yours and neither of you makes to pull away. for a while, the only sounds in the bar are the soft clink of ice on glass and the light, liquid splashing of the ocean waves.
“why didn’t you tell him off?” zoro’s voice is quiet and when you turn to look at him, it’s to find him staring. you hold his gaze steady and don’t look away.
“why should i? he’s no one to me.”
“you don’t seem to have a problem yellin’ at me.”
you shrug, your eyes flickering back to the too-strong drink in your hand.
“i don’t tend to waste my breath on people i don’t really care about,” you say, your voice soft and careful and honest. zoro sucks in a slow breath, his mildly alcohol addled brain trying to process what you’d just said but his thoughts are interrupted by a peel of loud, raucous laughter echoing in from the dining room beyond.
“c’mon, sounds like dinner is served,” you say, grinning as you push off the bar, jerking your head towards the dining room door.
zoro lets out the breath before downing the rest of his drink and leaving the empty glass on the bar to follow you.
at dinner, you bicker less than usual and zoro is even more quiet than he normally is. though he wastes no time ordering another round for the table. no one really comments till zeff comes round at the end with the check.
“dinner’s already paid for but i was told that this is for the ‘lovebirds from the bar’,” he says, as he drops the drinks bill in front of zoro with a deadpan sort of look.
for a full ten seconds, no one moves. and then, usopp’s jaws hit the floor as sanji’s eyebrows jerk towards the ceiling. nami sits back with a satisfied smirk as luffy nods happily at the two of you before turning to grin at sanji.
“see? told you they get along fine!”
sanji has the decency to sputter just as usopp leans forward to point between you and zoro.
“wait… whaattt?”
you make to tug out your wallet but zoro slaps a stack of berry on top of the bill.
“give our compliments to the bartender,” he says with a slight smirk as zeff takes the money, glancing up at the two of you.
“yeah? what’d he make that’s got you so impressed?”
you purse your lips as you make a show of shrugging, waving a nonchalant hand through the air.
“oh, just a mean dirty martini.”
zeff lets out a loud bark of laughter as he takes the berry and clomps back towards the kitchens, shaking his head. zoro chuckles beside you as he stretches an arm over his head and lets it settle casually on the booth back behind you.
later, as everyone is making their way back towards the going merry, nami catches up to you on the docks, looping an arm through yours and pinning you with a meaningful look just as sanji sidles up to zoro and bumps him with a shoulder.
“so…” nami says, grinning as she tugs you forward a few steps.
“so.” sanji clears his throat, casting zoro a sidelong glance.
“wanna tell me what that was about?” nami asks.
“care to elaborate on that back there?” sanji questions.
you and zoro both take a deep, long breath. zoro glances up to see the way you toss a lock of hair over your shoulder, your bright laughter carrying back on the breeze. you allow yourself a smile, and you don’t have to turn to feel zoro’s eyes on you as both of you turn to your respective companions and say —
“i’ve got no idea what you’re talking about.”
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opla!zoro reqs are (as always) open!!
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leakyweep · 9 months
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Smoker x Reader x Law : Good Mouse
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A/N; I had so much fun writing this! @anon-germany enjoy :)
Warnings: Threesome, single hole double penetration , degrading, use of nicknames like slut and mouse, oral (m receiving), double creampie, Law is mean
Word count; 1.4k
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The sweat on all three of your foreheads was glistening in the dark light of the SAD room, and soft plaps of skin, gruff curses, and wanton moans could be heard from the corridor if one were to walk past. However; you, Smoker, and Law were carelessly getting your frustrations out in the dimly lit factory, uncaring if Caesar Clown himself were to witness what the three of you were up to.
Smoker was pistoning his thick, veiny cock in and out of your dripping pussy, your hips in his palms as you sat on all fours, gazing up at Law who was fucking his long dick into the back of your throat. All of the attention of both the men was on you, on your breasts bouncing with each rough thrust from the Vice Admiral, on your back and tricep muscles clenching as your body tried to stay upright, balancing yourself as if your legs would give out right under you.
Noticing the way you were swaying and your fingernails dug into the metal floor, Smoker wrapped a strong arm around your torso, his fingers dancing along your skin before playing with your hardened clit, making you moan around Law's length, in turn causing the tattooed doctor groan desperately.
"Is that damned pirate bullying your throat, baby?" Smoker asked, leaning down to rest his chest against your sinfully arched back. Your soft chokes and sputters were turning on the doctor, but pissing off the Marine. He could barely hear the sounds of your cunt over them. "Don't worry, your very own strong Marine is-fuck- here to take care of you-"
"Shut up, this fucking whore doesn't deserve that 'baby' shit. Look- can't even keep eye contact." Your eyelids were closed, trying to focus on breathing through your nose as your throat was currently occupied, but they snapped open as soon as you heard Law's words.
Your mouth was going dry at how horny and fucked out you were, Law grunting as he pulled out. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, brows knitted tightly as Law sent a glob of spit flying onto your tongue. He immediately placed his length back where it was before, sighing gently as his fingers gripped both sides of your head, fucking into it like his very own fleshlight.
Smoker pulled out, making you whine at the empty feeling in your core. The silver haired man connected his mouth with your pussy from the back, his tongue exploring your slit as Law pulled back from the wetness of your mouth.
Soft moans tumbled past your lips at the way Smoker's velvety muscle danced along your folds, making your legs press together. He forced your thighs back open forcefully, sniggering against your cunt as he pulled away. He pulled away to move up next to Law, sneering at him.
“I know this shitty pirate doesn’t agree,” Smoker started, placing his hands on your shoulders to position himself next to you, pulling your body on top of his, “but you deserve to be treated, baby.”
A strained moaned fell from your lips as Smoker invaded your gushing walls again, grinding his hips up into you as curses fell from your lips. Every inch was pure bliss; it made your walls flutter around the man as he whispered sweet praises in your ears.
Your back was flush against Smoker’s chest as you noticed Law standing above the two of you, jerking himself to the sight. There was a lustful glint in those dark eyes, and they were transfixed on your stretched out pussy on the older man's cock.
The scowl on his face didn’t leave as he knelt down between your legs, positioning himself as if he were going to fuck you with Smoker’s already thick girth inside you.
You hurriedly glanced up at Law, a confused expression gracing your features as Smoker’s chuckle tickled your ear. “Like I said, little mouse… you deserve to be treated. You wanna get filled up, don’t you?”
You gasped, realizing what was happening. “B-but, it won’t fit- already so full~” the last part of your sentence was accompanied by a moan as Smoker snapped his hips up into yours harshly.
“That was a rhetorical question. You’re going to take both of our cocks, like the little slut you are.” Law’s voice was low as he dropped his chest to sandwich you between the two of them, your heart beating faster and faster at the overwhelming feeling of being filled by two thick, long dicks.
Law’s length poked at the microscopic space between your entrance and Smoker’s veiny hardness, and soon you felt the wind being knocked from you as Law forced his way inside your weeping cunt.
A loud cry echoed through the metal room, tears pricking your eyes as inch by inch, Law and Smoker filled your tight walls. The stretch burned your cunt, like you were being split open through the middle. It was the most full you had ever felt in your life; your fingers were digging into Law's back tattoo as a long, desperate whine left your mouth when he bottomed out in your expanded pussy.
There were strangled grunts coming from above and below, and the men enveloped you physically and mentally. The smell of their sweat mingled in your nostrils, and the way they were both spewing out words, very opposite phrases leaving both the men's lips like an angel and devil on your shoulders, it was overwhelming in all the best ways.
"Taking us so well," Smoker gasped, sweat beading on his forehead. His thumb was twirling your clit, mixing a slight feeling of pleasure into the burning feeling in the pit of your stomach. The praise made it a bit easier to take the cocks stuffed inside you as Law just chuffed, beginning to thrust.
"Of course this little slut can hold two dicks," Law spat, his hands bracing the floor as his thrusts became a bit more steady and controlled, Smoker's hips beginning to rock as well. You gently called out the doctor's and Marine's names through your moans as Law's palm connected with the sensitive skin of your ass, leaving a hand mark.
As the two men ravaged your spent pussy, you could no longer contain the loud groans from the back of your throat. An inked hand lifted to your mouth, the pace of the man's hips quickening as he pressed his palm into your lips. Your head was pushed back against Smoker's broad, hairy chest now, and you could no longer struggle against the rough thrusting jolting your body back and forth.
It was all too much; and as your pussy squeezed the two men's lengths tighter and tighter, almost as if gripping them into you deeper, you felt the pressure deep inside your core suddenly break, and your body writhed against the abdomens you were squished in between, a moan ripping from your mouth in a loud scream.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! R-right there!" Your words tore through Law's fingers, causing the men to angle their hips upwards. Your sweet spot was being bullied by the men's hardness, feeling their cocks rub and poke at all the best parts of your cunt. A white ring of your arousal was painted around the bases of their dicks, and your breaths were coming out hot and heavy against Law's ear as you heard him grunt.
"Pussy's s' tight, baby," Smoker moaned, and you felt him still his hips as his spend painted your cervix, his cock twitching at the tight pressure in your dripping cunt. Law followed soon after, his cum mixing with the Vice Admiral's deep inside your core. He was shuddering, his hips stuttering against your own. Law's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes glazing over your own fucked-out expression.
All of your breaths mingled into one as you all basked in the afterglow fo your climaxes. Yours and the men's cum was drizzling down between your thighs, pooling onto the floor along with a mix of sweat. Smoker gave the crown of your head a small kiss, praising you for being such a good mouse, taking two men's cocks at one time so well. Law was just running a hand through your hair, rolling his eyes at Smoker's adoring praises.
"Yeah, yeah, Smoker," Law sighed, slowly removing himself from you with a soft hiss at the sensitivity. "Let's go before we get caught." He began to get dressed, not even bothering to clean the juices from his dick before heading out without a word.
You smiled as Smoker stuck his tongue out at the grumpy doctor before pulling slowly out of you, taking care to make sure you were okay and dressed properly. On the way out, you smiled thinking about how you wouldn't mind making this a weekly occurrence.
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jeffersimp · 2 months
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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ♡
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Requested by @mugmaya19
Request: If you are taking in requests could you do one where we just randomly grab their face and kiss them around their face’s before we just walk away like nothing happened? Again if you aren’t doing that then feel free to use this as a way of creative thinking! Have a good day
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×A/N×
Omg I had so much fun the writing of this!! I love them so much! 😭❤
I think the chosed scenario was adorable and I absolutely loved it!
I hope you'll have the same fun with the reading of this!
Btw sorry for the picture of Sally :")
(You don't know how much I loved writing Poppy's part- 😭❤)
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×❢ About my work ❢×
no proofread, it can have spelling mistakes, look, idk if they can blush or even have a heart, but now they do, okay? lol, no smut, just sweet fluff, no pronouns used for the reader, petnames like darling, love, hon.
Fandom: Welcome Home horror project by Clown
Character(s): Wally Darling, Barnaby B. Beagle, Eddie Dear, Julie Joyful, Frank Frankly, Howdy Pillar, Sally Starlet, Poppy Partridge, The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour
Ship(s): The characters x The Reader|You| (Y/N) |Neighbour
Form: Headcanons
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Wally Darling
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"Wally, come here, I want to show you something!" 
• after you placed his face into your hands 
• You started kissing him around
• cheeks, lips, nose
• gosh he felt like heaven between your kisses
• he just sat there still as he accepted his fate
• not like he would want to disagree :D
• after some time, he even leaned forward a bit to have more
• he decided that it was his turn to give you kisses
• he was planning to give a "mwah" to you
• but you turned away and left him
• (a.n: *dramatic gasp* how dare you?! >:c) 
• he was just sitting there and confusedly watched as you left
• "Where are you going, neighbour?"
• dw, if you're not getting his smooch now, you'll get it later, I can promise that! 😌✨
Sally Starlet
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"Sally, can you come here for a minute?"
• she was practicing, so at first she wasn't too happy that you disturbed her
• "Yeah, yeah, I'm almost finished (Y/N)!" 
• after a few minutes she were already in front of you with a furious look
• (a.n: how dare you disturb her? >:( /jk) 
• "What do you want, (Y/N)?" she asked impatiently. 
• but you just stood up and gave a small kiss on her lips without an answer
• she was too surprised to react anything, so you continued
• her face was between your soft hands, while you gave an another kiss on her forehead
• she didn't fight too much about it
• she even leaned into your touch
• after you were done, you thought that you can just simply walk away
• well, *chuckle* no. 
• you DISTURBED her practice, then made her heart skip a beat and fall in love with you AGAIN, and after all this, you wanna just WALK AWAY like nothing happened?! 
• she quickly catched you by your wrist with a unsatisfied look and a smirk on her face
• "No, I think not, (Y/N). We need to talk."
Frank Frankly
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"Frank, can you come here?"
• first he just approached you innocently, but he could feel that you were planning something
• he didn't know what specifically, but the aura around you could tell that you're on something
• but he still walked up to you and asked 
• "What do you need, darling?"
• you gently put your hands on his face 
• and give one kiss to his forehead 
• an another to his lips
• and an another one to his right cheek
• "What are you doing, darling?" he asked as he softly pulled you closer to him by your hips. 
• you just kept kissing him, didn't bring yourself to answer
• you didn't let him to give back the kisses, but he could catch one and return it
• he even hummed from the enjoyment of your affection
• he could stay like this forever and ever
• but you let go from him
• the moment that he realised that you're planning to go away, he quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled you back to him
• "Where do you think you're going, love?" 
Barnaby B. Beagle
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"Come here, Barnaby!" 
• he feels like heaven between your hands
• he immediately leaned into the touch as you started kissing him around his face
• gosh your rubs feels so good! 
• I can imagine that he gently starts biting your hands in an affectionately way
• he even closed his eyes from your sweet kisses
• but as soon as he stopped feeling your touch, he quickly opened his eyes confusedly
• in the last minutes, he still hoped that you'll turn back
• but you didn't :(
• "Uhh... (Y/N)? Buddy? Where are you going?" 
Howdy Pillar
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"Howdy, can you help me, please?" 
• he came up to you obliviously
• "What is it, hon?" 
• he's always ready to help you, when you need him
• you asked him to come closer and he did as you requested from him
• you softly grabbed his face and started placing sweet kisses on his face
• he softly chuckled at the first ones
• he's more like a kiss giver than receiver, but although he enjoys it
• when you wanted to leave, he just simply whined
• "No, don't go, (Y/N)!" 
Poppy Partridge
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• Today Poppy seemed like she was pretty frustrated. Her wings were shaking, making the binding more difficult to her. You decided to check on her and give her a little comfort. 
"Wa- Wait, Poppy, let me help you!" 
• you made her to let go the sweater that she was working on and after her attention was on you, you've finally could help
• you gently started to caress her wings, attend to not to crease her feathers
• and gave soft kisses around her beak
• but she's just got more frustrated and flushed
• when you were about to leave, you actually changed your mind
• she didn't say anything 'cause she was too nervous and shy to say it out loud, but her eyes were literally begged for your affection
• please give her more, she deserves it! ♡
• (btw the sweater which was she working on, it's actually for)
Julie Joyful
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"Hey, Julie, come here!" 
• she approached you happily and smiley, like she always does
• what she didn't know that you were planning to make her heart jump out of her chest
• ( i mean, in a metaphoric way)
• "What is it, (Y/N)?" 
• you didn't pay attention to answer, instead you just grabbed her face and started kissing her around
• i can imagine that she giggles while you kissing her 
• she actually leans forward to make your work easier
• when you walked away, Julie just simply started to follow you with a disappointed look
• "Aww, where are you going, (Y/N)?" "Don't leave me here!" "But (Y/N)!" 
• she will keep ask more until you actually give the kisses to her
Eddie Dear
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"Eddie, can you come here for a second?"
• I can assure that you kept kissing him much longer than just a second lol
• he was there in seconds
• just like always, he's ready to help you in anything
• "Is there something wrong, hon?" 
• at first, he wanted to return the kisses when you started to give them to him
• but later he finally catch up that it was you what will give the kisses
• so he just leaned into your touch and enjoyed your soft kisses
• as he got more comfortable in your touch eventually he closed his eyes
• he was just about to get too comfy, when you stood up and walked away
• He calls after you worriedly. 
"(Y/N)? Did I do something wrong?"
• he's more worried than confused, 'cause he's afraid that he did something wrong to you
• please give him more kisses to make sure that he's loved and he did nothing wrong (and that he doesn't cry) 
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belladonazeppole · 24 days
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The Other Side
(This takes inspiration by @adyophene "The Greatest Showcat" art, part 2 is coming soon!! The Other Side and Rewrite the Stars are such royalflush songs.)
Let's begin, shall we?
'Right here, right now I put the offer out.' Maybe it was the booze, 'I don't wanna chase you down I know you see it, you run with me and I can cut you free.' But even if it was, what he was saying is true, Lucifer wanted to see Husk free and would help him.
'Out of the drudgery and walls you keep in so trade that typical for something colorful.' Even he could see that Husk grump and uncaring behaviour was a mask, well some of it, but that the demon cat was more than that.
And Lucifer wanted to help him to show it.
So he would take the leap.
'And if it's crazy, live a little crazy you can play it sensible, a king of conventional or you can risk it all and see.' Yes it was insane and a silly idea but for the stars he desire that everybody could see Husk as he does.
In a bold move Lucifer holds Husk hands, 'Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride.' He knew that Husk was more than just a drunk and Alastor companion maybe if people see him as he did Husk.
A true showman.
He let go of his hands in summons his cane. He would do this right, 'It'll take you to the other side! Cause you can do like you do or you can do like me stay in the cage, or you'll finally take the key.'
He make him free again.
He opens his wings and jumps, 'Oh, damn, suddenly you're free to fly! It'll take you to the other side." He offers his hand, waiting for Husk.
Lucifer smiles when Husk took it.
And then gets confused when he pulled him down.
'Okay, my friend, you want to cut me in well, I hate to tell you, but it just won't happen.' Husk say as kindly as he could. He can see what the king was trying to do and he apreciates he truly does but he can't let this go beyond an idea. He just can't, 'So thanks, but no I think I'm good to go cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in.'
He doesn't.
He hates his life.
The chains.
The fakes smiles.
All that fucking bullshit.
But Husk doesn't want to involve Lucifer in his mess.
'Now I admire you, and that whole show you do you're onto something, really it's something but I live among the wanes, and we don't pick up apples.' He sounded like an asshole and ungrateful for refusing such offer but if that could destroy that fantasy so beat.
Even if it make hating himself even more.
'I'll have to leave that up to you.' He has to break it. 'Don't you know that I'm okay with this downtown part I get to play, cause I got what I need and I don't want to take the ride." He would keep playing as Alastor pet since he belong to the radio demon.
But god, he can't see Lucifer, 'I don't need to see the other side so go and do like you do I'm good to do like me ain't in a cage, so I don't need to take the key.' He wasn't in a cage but chains were the key didn't exist.
Since he would never let him go.
'Oh, damn, can't you see I'm doing fine. I don't need to see the other side' Since the only side that existed for Husk was under him.
He needs to leave, he was ready to run away from the king.
But the king wouldn't let him go so easy.
Lucifer crossed his arms and looked at Husk, 'Now is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey and misery, and loneliness and gambles.' He knew that Husk was trying to get him to forget about the idea but the king won't let him.
He wouldn't give up without a fight.
Neither does Husk.
'If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the city. Disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns.' The sinner bitterly said at the king, he felt tired of refusing the possibility of happiness.
Even if he had to do low blows and hurt Lucifer in process.
It hurt that Husk said that. Lucifer knew how his inaction hurt the family reputation, 'But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little just let me give you the freedom to dream and it'll wake you up and cure your aching.' But he won't give up and let him pushing him away.
He watch it how Husk was started to leave, he needs to said something soon, 'Take your walls and start 'em breaking now that's a deal that seems worth taking but I guess I'll leave that up to you.' He make his offer hoping that Husk accept it.
Lucifer would make this gamble and make it highroller.
'Well, it's intriguing, but to go would cost me greatly.' Fine he would entertain him, 'So what percentage of the show would I be taking?'
At smirk forms in the king face, 'Well, fair enough, you'd want a piece of all the action I'd give you seven, we could shake and make it happen.' He was joking of course, Lucifer would give him everything to his friend but a little banter never hurt anyone.
'I wasn't born this morning, eighteen would be just fine.' The sinner said with a smile, he was an gambler after all, and you can only win if the stakes gets higher.
'Why not just go ahead and ask for nickels on the dime?'
'Thirthy.' Husk wanted more, he started to walk closer to the king.
'I'd do twenty.' Please ask me for more the king mentally beg.
'Forty.' He was getting closer to what he desire.
'Maybe thirty.' I'll give you everything.
'Fifty.' His ultimate fantasy. An equal partnership. Husk waited for Lucifer finally laugh at his face.
But it never came.
He just smirks and Husk just knew that he accept his "offer."
In that moment something click in their minds and the both fly in joy, 'Don't you wanna get away to a whole new part you're gonna play.' In that moment Husk just let his body and mind going allow with the fallen angel, 'Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride to the other side.'
'So if you do like I do.' Lucifer said while making some ducks made of light appear, 'So if you do like me.' Husk in retaliation pulls his hat and a little Lucifer puppet comes out.
The king smiles at the trick which make Husk smile in return and If the king wanted to see his magic he would show him one hella of a show.
Just for him.
And maybe himself.
They were flying like idiots, making magic tricks and laughing of said tricks, 'Forget the cage, cause we know how to make the key.' But it didn't matter since in that single moment Husk was free again.
He wasn't chained to him.
Him won't run this fantasy.
This moment was his.
'Oh, damn, suddenly we're free to fly we're going to the other side.' For a moment they were free of everything, from expectetion and the chains it was just the two of them.
They felt peace.
'So if you do like I do'
In synch with eachother.
'So if you do like me.'
Their spark once again was ignate.
'Cause if we do we're going to the other side.'
They were unstopable in that moment.
They were the winners.
'We're going to the other side.'
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Playboyy EP3 - Sacrificing Yourself
okey had my girl dinner, I'm going in!
Just like I did last week, instead of a full commentary, we are going through some pointers, which are A LOT in this third episode.
So!
Ladies, gentlemen and nonbinary dieties, we can all take the clown makeup off, we can leave the river Denial, it was roleplay!
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I swear motherfuckers I spend the whole week in distressed thinking this was for real, you assholes! You are still the cutest tho
Let's start with them, shall we?
Soong & First
We dodge the bullet of Soong being an actual psyco and jump into "problems in paradise" which FAIR, cause we've barely seen any communication between this two for this first two episodes. Mind you, it could have being off screen, this roleplay adventures had to be talked about at some point... But I feel like that was the extent of their communication.
I want to remind y'all that the Baddie Bunch is a group of young rich kids (all of them are 21), so the Playboyys are bound to have much higher street smarts and wisdom when it comes to life that the twinks. Soong, in specific, is 3 years older than First.
Why am I remarking this? Because First is clearly drunk in love with Soong but his "love" for him is purely based on them being sexually compatible. Is there anything else that they enjoy apart from rough sex? We don't know, fuck I don't even think they know!
And that's were the whole "we can have normal sex for once?!" thing comes from. Soong seems to like First back, to the point of allowing this now broke kid to stay with him even tho he can barely provide for the two of them. That's also the reason why Soong probably is taking more clients than before, even if that means spendid less time with First and paying less attention to him. First calling him a leech when First is now the leech was so ironic...
But First is so drunk on love that he cannot compute Soong not being there with him physically and mentally 24/7. Again, this kid lived in a golden cage for 21 years of his life, he thinks he knows but doesn't know shit about how real life works, even less so when you are at the lower ranks.
If they want to work out, First needs to have a reality check and grow up, learn that a relationship like the one he wants cannot be based soly on roleplay. And learn that life outside his cage is tough and requires "sacrifices".
Staying with them for another second, we need to talk about this:
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Now, we are going wild. Rightfully so, this is the first hint we get that is not attached to Nont's investigation. So I wanna throw my two cents about it:
I don't think this is hinting that Soong was involved in whatever happend to Nant. You see, we have being especulating about Nant doing sex work, obviously, but I don't think he ever actually worked at Playboyy at any point. In any case, I don't think this scene hints at that.
My theory is that he probably was doing sex work in a room in the same apartment building where Soong lives. Could have being during one of the first sessions with Dog Man or maybe another client that went way too far. Either way, my two cents is that Soong probably met Nant after aiding him against a problematic client and that's why First crying in distress triggerd the memory: Nant seems like he's pleading, so maybe he thought Soong would rat him out, not knowing that Soong is also a sex worker.
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He could have also asked Soong to not tell anybody about what happend, scared that his "secret life" would come out. I'm staying in that theory for now.
We don't have much about this two afterwards: Soong missing First and First being angry and heartbroken about the whole ordeal. So yeah, moving on!
Now, to the Lovebirds™
Teena & Zouey
Oh lord this was hard to watch... But let's talk about it.
Everything starts good, everything gucci. Teena is acting like a "top-tier" boyfriend see what I did there to Zouey even in front of the Baddie Bunch.
And then we get them being cute in private. You know, cuddleling, kiking about Zouey's friends where did I hear the "do you care about my friends?" line before /s. You know, boyfie behaviour... although they are not dating. Nothing wrong about that. All good.
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Things start to fall apart as soon as this two sit up and Zouey goes "be my boyfriend! I'm ready to have sex now!". Oh lord.
Zouey clearly likes Teena and wants to be with him. And Teena also seems to like Zouey back. The thing is, due to the Baddie Bunch, Zouey has gotten this unspoken idea (to us) in his mind that to keep Teena, to be his boyfriend, they have to sleep together. But as much as he "thinks" he is ready, Teena and us clearly see that he is not. Teena tells him again that they don't need to have sex, that he doesn't need to "sacrifice himself" for them to be together.
But Zouey pushes through, saying that he "is in the mood", that Teena has "succeeded in making Zouey want him". Baby boy, you have been wanting this man since you first layed eyes on him, you are just cautious, which I applaud you for. But, with a second assertion from Zoueys part, we have Teena taking the lead and being sweet and slowly easing Zouey into what's about to happen:
picking him up to sit him on his lap while he kisses Zouey's temple
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observing how Zouey is still cautiolsy touching him
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the tiny kiss to the nose
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Teena spends the whole time reasuring Zouey that he would not mock him, he knows how inexperienced Zouey is. He's making sure Zouey feels save.
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Now, the downfall starts the moment Teena introduces a safe word. Which is always a good thing to have, but no to relay on solely with a first timer, buddy. also wanna point out how I kept singing red lights by skz everytime teena said red light because I'm that unserious
So, when we are "at the gates" of this taking further, hell breaks loose. Zouey asks Teena to go one step further but quickly regrets it. Now, I'm a girly that firmly believes that anything apart from a yes is a no, so Teena being a little pushy after Zouey shows discomfort already made me go nah uh buddy, but I can see where Teena is coming from...?
Zouey is freaking out, as he has done many times and is trying to make him relax again... but it doesn't work. And that's when the unfortunate phrase comes in:
" If we're going to be a couple, we'll have to do this someday. "
First of all, bullshit. You can have a serious relationship with somebody without the need of getting sexual. HOWEVER, and I can't believe I'm about to say this, I have to side with Teena here for a second.
HEAR ME OUT BEFORE THROWING STONES AT ME! Their relationship has being highly sexual from day one, period. Does that mean that the prospect of taking it all the way someday is there? It doesn't... But Zouey did start this encounter with "be my boyfriend! I'm ready to have sex now!". He's the one that put out there that if they date they will get intimate, not Teena.
Now, it wasn't fortunate from Teena's part to be "we should just do it" as if they were treating this like it was a fear to bungee jumping.
And Zouey, again, uses words that have never came from Teena's mouth (that we know of) to express his discomfort with the situation. Yes, Teena said that they didn't need to have sex if Zouey didn't want to. But Teena never said that they couldn't date because they didn't have sex. That last part, has only happend on Zoueys head. And why? Because that's what he has being hearing from the Baddie Bunch.
The scene ends with Zouey asking Teena to leave and Teena, not wanting to upset Zouey any further, going along with his request.
The last we see on the matter is Zouey and First day drinking at uni (god, I miss sneaking beers into art school lmao) while they compare their heartbreak and talk about abuse and consent. That's a whole post on its own and I still have another two couples to talk about to we closing here.
NEXT!
Keen & Captain
Lord baby jesus, we starting strong with this couple.
That "test" to join the rugby team: fuckin disgusting, I hate men. I don't care if it was for the hahas, nah uh. I'm leaving the gym. Fuck this team. But the team being homophobic... Are we surprised? Maybe is my own experience talking, but I didn't expect less from an sports team of a private university lmao
To light up this post a little, I gotta say: couples that share kinks stay together, so that in my eyes makes KeenCaptain endgame no matter the drama that the future holds for us. I'm going back to Delululand.
They are already giving me Brat Captain and I'm thriving, I signed up for this and I'm getting my moneys worth. Also this:
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*fourthreactingtotheearthmixearbiteinthemoonlightchickentrailer.gif*
This sneaky little bitch is recording it and, again, are we surprised, we already knew that was going to happen. WHAT I DIDN'T EXPECT was Captain already releasing the fuckin think and hilariously backfiring on him a comedy I tell you. I fear that tape might get out of the confitment of the rugby team and get Keen, whoms both the team captain AND coach, in deep shit. However, I cannot wait to see what Captain will do with the wig and makeup he requested from Nont.
ANOTHER THING before I get into the last couple:
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the gasp I gasped, y'all. Kaya, remind me this weekend to make the kiss/fuck count post, I feel like we are going to need another graphic by the end of this series.
ANYGAY, TO THE JUICE PART OF THIS MYSTERY:
Prom & Nont
Nont is slipping, bruh. To a degree and at a speed I'm starting to get stressed.
Almost getting caught by Captain when he's threatening Phop with penknife, asking for the wrong drink at the house, the accidental slap to Zouey and how not in control he is everytime he's with Prom when he clearly doesn't have ANY control on the situation. Honey, you pretty face and cunty ass is not going to work with Master, sorry to break this to you.
That being said, let's focus on the investigation:
Phop had Nant's laptop but is not truly clear to us where he got it since they got interrupted by Captain before Phop could spill the beans.
Nant was obviously doing webcam.
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Now, tell me why Nont is adamant that the person that threw the laptop away was Nant's boyfriend? When did we stablished that Nant had a boyfriend? Nont fits right in into this friend group, another clueless boy that lived in a golden cage and is now seeing the darker side of the world.
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the name here is Nant's btw
Here we are introduced with Nuth whom let me pull my guide real quick is described as:
Nuth dreams of becoming a sucessful film director one day, but with the lost of a family member, he has become introverted, depressed and unmotivated, making him currently unemployed. This has made him dive head first into the world of webcam. [...]
Nont, whom clearly has a modus operandi with his way of investigating, jumps right into creating his own account in the webcam site and getting in contact with Nuth after seeing that Nuth and Nant used to text throw the website.
Now, Nuth points out some of his fantasies to Nont:
" Meeting strangers, having sex with twins in a small room, the twins make out and lick all over my body, I wear a mask and I'll make them moan like a dog with the camera on. "
Sounds exactly like Dog Man, doesn't it? Way too soon to be suspicious of him tho, so I'm also putting this under the category of red herring. Nuth does panick the moment he sees Nont's face and blocks him, but I'm not speaking on that for now. Too many posibilities.
With Captain's help, Nont is able to recover the video of Nant with Dog Man and I guess he indeed gets stabbed in the video. I cannot imagine what that has to be like. Seeing something so horrible happen to someone that looks exactly like you... But I guess is not a deadly wound since Nont keeps assuming that Nant is not dead? He could be in denial, that too.
Nont, however, still in the mood to go see Master Prom and I cannot blame him and my brother keeps sliping in front of this man whom clearly knows that he's being lied too but clearly is having fun seeing Nont trip on his feet.
"You used to hate it here", "I had to convince you to come", "I thought you've changed enough to drink wine"... Prom is us, we are Prom. We sharing a braincell with this man, whom clearly is the only motherfucker holding a braincell.
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god, now I want wine but I don't have any... sad
The "I can have sex in real life, why do I need to join a call?" line? Sir, I'm free anytime you want me too. I don't have any other responsibility than to please you. What can I say, I'm a simple woman.
"I'll make you moan like a dog". Yeah, I would also get triggered after so many dog references pointing at your brother's disappearance, Nont. That being said, Prom catching that Nont has become terrified and keeps making him more scared... He's making his move in this 3D chess they are playing.
This is him pushing Nont to see for how much longer he can keep the façade. But this leads into a really important frame.
I don't know the rest of y'all, but from my friends that are into heavy bdsm stuff I have learned many things and one is that all the toys, props, accessories, ropes, EVERYTHING is stored in the same place. Is more convenient that way and easier to hide from the prying eye.
So unless it got blood on it and had to be thown away, no dog mask for Prom. Neither the harness for what I can see.
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we have a full face mask and I feel like that's the mask he was talking about here and in the foreplay video.
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PROM IS AS MUCH OF A RED HERRING AS THAT FUCKING CABINET, I'LL DIE ON THIS HILL.
And with that being said, seems like next week we have more heartbreak but also a lot of mix-and-match and I cannot wait. See y'all next week.
Luka out!
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Three Peas In A Pod III
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Summary: She gives Buggy a semblance of an explanation. Characters: Shanks x Buggy x F!Reading (she/her). OC Twins. (Rosa & Azul) Word Count: 1,590 Chapter Warnings:  Profanities. Slight Make Out Session. Mentions of Body Parts being cut off (Don't worry it's just Buggy). Mentions of mishandling of said body parts cut of (the twins are little shits for this lol).
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Chapter III: Betting On Losing Dogs
“We’re coming with you, Ma!”
“You two need to stay here, I need to deal with your father.” You had tried your best to reassure your twins, their swords still cautiously pointed at Buggy and the rest of his crew. “I need the both of you here with the crew where you two are safer.”
“You think I can’t keep my children safe?” Buggy questioned.
“Just a few minutes ago you were threatening them, so excuse me if I don’t feel safe having them anywhere near you or your crew of fucking freaks.” You glared right back on his crew that gave your leering looks.
“How would we know that he’s not going to hurt you in any way?” Azul questioned, one hand on his sword, the other on his pocket, you were all too certain that he was holding onto one of his smoke bomb, ready to use it with just a single signal from you.
“Fair trade would be good.” You shrugged in one fluid movement punched Buggy in the stomach, before pulling a dagger from your boots and slicing off both his ear and his dominant hand, much to the screams that escaped your children’s lips.
“You really have to traumatize my kids?” Buggy groaned.
Without hesitation, you had handed the ear and hand to your twins, both throwing the decapitated parts amongst themselves in utter fear and disgust for the entirety of it.
“Oh so now they’re your kids.” You snapped, slapping the two on the back of their heads to finally calm them down. “Don’t worry, when I get back, your father will re-attach those parts back to his stupid body.”
“You really never changed, Yellow.” He groaned.
With your second and third-in-command, Mako and Mori you had instructed them both to continue on with the journey as planned, but being as vague as possible in hopes not to arouse any more suspicion with the clown. Kissing your twin that were now surprisingly playing with the decapitated appendages, you hopped onto the Clown’s ship alongside him and waited for your own ship to set sail all over again. Glimpses of your twins’ worry was reassured with a smile from you.
“Wanna explain why you freely gave yourself up to me again?” Buggy questioned as soon as you have no longer seen sight of the ship.
“I didn’t give up anything.” You shrugged turning to face him, ignoring the other eyes still glued to you. “But I thought now would be a good time as any to give you answers.” You shrugged, trying your best to act unaffected by his earlier statement of not forgiving you for keeping his children away from him.
“Ya think?” He snorts walking towards what you believed was his private area, beckoning you to follow him.
You did without much of an ounce of hesitation, the crew of misfits dividing like the red sea as the both of you walked further into the ship. Your eyes peered around them, memorizing each faces and making sure you could see who would be the most likely to strike first if you do anything funny in the confinements of the ship.
But as soon as you had locked the doors, there wasn’t much of an explanation to be made as you were shoved onto the wall and all the air leaving your chest as you were consumed by the kiss of one of the two men that you would allow to see you at your most weakest.
“I fucking hate you for what you and Shanks did to me, but I still fucking miss you more than I should.” He spat, pulling you with his only hand closer to him, and you find yourself reciprocating his kiss with the same gusto.
But as you found yourself slowly loosing your resolve, Buggy finds himself yelping and holding to his head in pain.
“What’s wrong?” You questioned, dazed from the kiss.
“They’re screaming in my ear.” He complained.
You find yourself smiling at the fact. That was your babies and you thought them both well. Give anyone and everyone hell, even their own father too.
“Good on them.” You snort watching the man deep in thought. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking looking for some sort of paper or pen in your stinkin’ ship. That’s the only way I could keep their pipes closed for a while.”
You nodded, turning your attention away from him and towards his bedroom instead.  The room is a chaotic blend of mismatched furniture, colorful fabrics, and assorted trinkets, much like the man himself. As you look around, memories of your time together as part of Roger’s crew come flooding back like a tidal wave.
Your gaze falls on a weathered pirate flag hanging on one wall, faded but still proudly displaying the Jolly Roger. It’s the same flag you raised countless times as you sailed the Grand line with Buggy, Shanks, and the crew. You remember the exhilaration of those adventures, the battles, and the endless laughter shared.
On a rickety wooden shelf, you spot a collection of small figurines, each representing a different island you visited together. These miniature landmarks trigger vivid recollections of your travels, from the frozen tundras of Drum Island to the fiery depths of Alabasta. It's a testament to the countless escapades you've shared.
Beside the figurines, a framed photograph captures a moment from your past. In the picture, you, Shanks and Buggy are much younger, your faces lit up with unbridled joy. It was taken during a rare moment of calm when you were ashore in a peaceful village. You remember how his hand had found yours as you walked along the beach, fingers entwined, and a promise of a future you both yearned for together as an unofficial official throuple—as you playfully called yourselves back then.
The corner of the room is dominated by a massive treasure chest, its lid slightly ajar. The chest is filled with an eclectic mix of items: gold coins, gemstones, and various trinkets you've gathered over the years. These treasures are the fruits of your labor and adventures, each representing a shared victory, a hard-fought battle, or a daring heist. You can't help but smile at the thought of the crazy schemes you and Buggy hatched to acquire them and Shanks trying his best to make sure neither of you got into trouble because of it.
Amidst the plundered riches, you spot a small, ornate jewelry box. You remember the day Buggy gave it to you, a token of his affection during a brief moment of vulnerability. Inside, a delicate necklace with a single, heart-shaped pendant lies nestled. It's a symbol of the love you both kept hidden from the world, the love that only grew stronger as you faced the dangers of the Grand Line together.
As you take in the room filled with mementos, you realize that even though you and Buggy have gone your separate ways, the memories of your shared adventures and the love you once shared will forever be a part of you. It's a bittersweet feeling, knowing that the past is gone, but the trinkets and tokens in this room are a testament to the enduring bond you will always share, no matter where your pirate journeys take you. Flooded by the what ifs of you living in the sea with the twins so early on, how would your lives would have been vastly different from what it was now.
“Why did you keep this?” You asked him the moment he was no longer busy with using his decapitated hand aboard your own ship.
“Only piece of you I had.” It was the only explanation he could give, plopping down on the unmade bed of his. “I just love to hurt myself, you know. With the past, and everything it meant to me—only to find out you were capable of hurting me more than you or Shanks could ever do already.”
“I had to do if for the twins.” It was your only explanation. “What life could I give to them if we’re constantly running from the Marines? I needed to give them the stability that I know you and Shanks couldn’t really have back then.”
“You could have told me!” He spat standing up and rushing towards you. His anger raising tenfolds now as he looked down at you. “At least I should have been given the decency to know that I was a father.” He spoke, softer now as he turned his back to you. “I’m sure Shanks took the role of a father well without me to mess things up.”
“Shanks doesn’t know.” You admit. “Neither of you did.”
“So what’s your plan now? Now that you’ve just eaten your words and now throwing the twins right into the belly of this madness?”
“Give them what they always wanted.” You shrugged. “They want the One Piece, so I’ll give them the One Piece, with or without you or Shanks to help us get it.”
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“Swallow. All of it.”
“Do you need to use your safeword, darling?”
Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs
Pairing: Nikolai X Fem!Reader
Request: "aaaaa another event from my moots! congratulations!🎉 can i request Nikolai with 3 and 4? make him a bit of a sadist tho if that's okay with you👀" ◜@beandaifuku◞
Genre: Smut
Format: Fic
Warnings: Mild yandere themes, Explicit smut, Sub!Reader, Dom!Nikolai, Name calling(Babygirl, Slut, etc), Degrading, Praising, Dirty talk, Nikolai being a dick tease, Vaginal penetration, Use of handcuffs, Oral (Both giving and receiving), Cunnilingus, Face funking, Dacryphilia, Squirting, Edging, Orgasm Denial, MDNI
Word Count: 2.7K
A/n: Aww tysm Bean! T^T I had this thing on my mind with Kolya so I wrote it for you👀 Hope you like it! :D
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"I got Three! No fair!"
Nikolai smiled as he snatched the dice from your hand, pleased at your unluckiness. He pressed it in his fist, muttering something to himself before winking at you.
"Stay still Dove, My turn now"
His words only made you press your eyelids on each other hard, holding your breath in your lungs as the dice rolled on your bare stomach. This was his intelligent idea of a interesting game, and he got the perfect chance to suggest it when you told him how bored you were these days. You were always in for a quirky exciting challenge, and this was a good example of that, right?
So he had you stripped out of your clothes, lying down on your bed wearing nothing but your panties, with him sitting next to you, properly dressed. You took turns to roll the dice and who ever got more than Three was able to do whatever they desired with the other player, which was why you were in this position. Every time you rolled the dice, you always got less than three or worse, three itself; and he always got more than that. Of course the bastard had something to do with this; but you couldn't really protest because he knew his job well and left no evidence.
So for now, you could only compromise with how the cold object was roving around on your stomach, and try not to get all worked up when the clown "Accidentally" trailed his fingers on your body when he reached out for the dice.
His eyes were fixated on the dice, and his grin extended when he caught a glimpse of the number written on it. This had only one meaning;
You were fucked.
"Ah! Look Dove! It's six again!"
Of course it was, again.
"Good for you" You only rolled your eyes in response, avoiding his mischievous stare as you tilted your head to the other side. You looked cute like this, all exposed in front of him, ready to be served. He couldn't hold himself back from messing with you; because as much as he loved to see your pretty smile, you looked hotter when you were frowning, motivating him to go further.
"Don't be like that Dove! You'll win too! Eventually!" Feeling his cold fingers on your nipples, you shivered and looked back at him, to meet with his ardent gaze.
"Besides… I'm not the only one who's enjoying this, hm? Don't tell me you wanna pretend you're not having fun? I bet you're all wet for me already"
"…Actually, wanna find out?"
Before you could even say anything, he went down to your thighs, grabbing the lacy fabric. His face brightened when he saw a string of your juice attached to your panties, tracing forward as he pulled them down further.
"Look! I was right~"
Blood rushed to your cheeks when he looked up at you, and caught a few tinges of lust floating in your eyes. You already knew he was about to do something, it wasn't that hard to tell because of that playful smirk of his;
What you didn't know was how long you were able to last putting up with his filthy tricks.
"Now, what to do? What to do to you~?"
His eyes went down on your soaked cunt, and it was a matter of time before you felt his fingers trailing on your pussy lips.
"K-Kolya!" "Quiet baby girl. You remember the rules don't you? Who ever wins can do whatever he desires to the other one, and as you can see, I won~" He teased as he poked your clit repeatedly, smirking at the tiny shivers he earned from you by his movements. "Don't mind me Dove, I'm just trying to play with my reward a little bit"
Well, what could you do to him? You knew he would always get his way, no matter what.
Nikolai adjusted his lips over your clit, barely touching it; but enough for you to feel his warm breath tickling your sensitive bud. Your breath hitched at how close yet distant he was, and a small whine left your mouth when he pinned your thighs down, failing your attempt to buck them up.
"Needy now are we~? I thought you wanted me to stop?"
"I- I never said that…"
He simply giggled at your confession, pulling himself closer to stare at your throbbing cunt. You used to feel shy when he observed you like this, but after a few wild nights, you were quite used to it. Quite, not fully.
Buried in your thoughts, you suddenly chocked on your breath when you felt his mouth inhaling your clit.
"H-ha!"
Don't stop. Never stop.
Your clit was fully in his mouth, gently sucking on the soft meat as his tongue started going up and down on its surface. This time, he didn't stop you from bucking your hips up. Instead, he dragged them closer, eyes closed as he made out with your juicy pussy. You threw your head back, both hands reaching for his fluffy hair to press them harder against your crotch, but you gasped when you felt a cold metal trapping your wrists.
"Wha-…"
Looking down to see what occurred, your eyes widened when you saw Nikolai's hand disappearing in his cloak, and that bloody familiar smirk.
Nasty bitch.
"Untie me" "Not a chance princess. Just sit back and enjoy the show"
Now that you were in handcuffs, he got to do whatever he wished with you. How exciting was that now?
He ignored the rest of your complains and got down to "His business". He didn't need to do much to shut you up, just the feeling of his long digit on your hole was enough. To hear more of your pretty whimpers, Nikolai multitasked as he inserted three fingers inside you while moving his tongue in a rippling way on your pretty pussy. His mouth was so warm, so moist, so talented at eating you out. You found yourself lost in euphoria, desperately shaking to shove your cunt into his mouth even more, as if it wasn't deep inside already. He moaned with pleasure, licking his lips before blowing on your clit.
"A- Ah! Kolya!" "Sorry Dove, Got a bit carried away~ It's just that, you taste so good that I can't help but to wonder how unfair this is"
There was no teasing after that. Just him and his greedy mouth, starved for your wet pussy, eating you out like it was the last time he was ever tasting you. Your mind was blank, your vision was blurry, only waiting for your final hit to release; and you were getting closer every time his tongue flicked the tip of your rosy clit as his finger thrusted into you, tapping that sensitive spot inside.
So close, Even closer, Just a little more, And finally…
"Alrighty! Your turn to roll the dice again!"
When he beamed as he suddenly got up to hold the dice, leaving your orgasm undone, you broke down. Your vision got even more obscure, resulting of how your tears where clouding your eyes; And of course he noticed it, it was what he was waiting to see, after all.
"Me oh my~ You crying Dove? Is that how desperate you are for my touch?"
You only sobbed in response, trying to wipe your tears with your chained hands, avoiding his gaze as you started crying, too shattered to care about how pathetic you looked right now. The only thing you felt was pain, from your burning eyes and your aching cunt.
Of course that awakened his sympathy.
"Awww~ Don't be like this Dove! I'm just trying to keep up with the game! You're the one who said you wanted to do something fun, remember?"
No reply. Only endless weeps.
"Fine, if this is what you want" He shook his head with fake pity, hands reaching for his belt to unbuckle it, attracting your attention by making unnecessary sounds. "But if you want me to make you come, you gotta be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth. You in for it?"
Well, as long as you get to come in the end.
A satisfied smile spread across his face when he saw your small nod of acceptance. He then took off his clothes, making your mouth water from the sight of his fine built up body, and of course his erected dick.
"Like what you see~? You're staring a little too much, needy slut"
Another nod, only with more frustration.
"Well then, Open up"
He stood behind your head, caressing your lips before gently pulling your jaw up so his cock was in front of your mouth. He then slowly pushed his length inside, delighted by how he was able to see his dick entering your throat from your exposed neck. You gagged from his enormous size, only for him to shove his cock down your throat forward.
"I don't wanna feel any teeth, so be careful with your dirty mouth, whore"
And the fucking started. Nikolai was brutal, with how fast he was thrusting into your mouth, leaving you breathless. You gulped every time the tip of his girth hit the back of your throat, and it only made him more voracious. Your lips looked so pretty, swollen, covered with your spit and his precum; he just couldn't get enough of how breath taking you looked no matter what position you were in. He rushed his dick in your mouth harshly, grinning at how you closed your eyes and cried out for breath, but was met with his massive dick in return.
"Mh- Mhm- Am- "
Feeling his release getting close, his cock left your mouth with a small "Gulp", Giving you some space for air. He chuckled at how wretched you looked as you didn't even have control over your own hands, only inhaling air to prevent yourself from fainting.
"Was I too rough Dove? I'm sorry"
Like hell you would believe he was.
"Come baby, let me make it up to you. Come sit on my dick and I'll fuck that little cunt of yours"
You took a deep breath, standing up using the leftover strength in your body and went to sit on his lap. You nearly fell on the ground on the way but luckily, he was there to seize you with his muscular arms, pulling you to his side.
"My Dove, you're so delicate…" He planted a small kiss on your neck as he wrapped his arms around your trembling body, nuzzling his head against the crook of your neck. Your back was now facing him, all fitted in his embrace. He unpinned the handcuffs with one hand, throwing it to the other side of the room while pressing you in his arms harder.
"So sensitive, so tiny, so precious for me sweetheart. I love you so much Dove, so much that it sometimes gets out of hand"
So much that I want to ruin you, leaving no traces behind.
"Look at you love, shivering in my arms like a homeless little puppy. C'mon baby. Let me give you one orgasm and then we'll go to bed ok? Lift your legs a bit… Yes! Just like that"
His hands went under your thighs to raise you up a bit, as you were too tired to move by yourself. Your juices made it easy for his cock to slip inside your core, yet it was too deep for you to prevent yourself from moaning when it hit your cervix, and he hadn't started moving yet.
He wore a smug smile, tightening his grip on your thighs before moving you up and down on his length with the tiniest effort. You could only whine. At how unfairly strong he was? Or how unbelievably huge he was? Or how he had control over you like you were his personal puppet? You didn't know; but one thing was for sure,
You were his little toy, he treated you the way he wanted to, and you still loved him, despite all of that. Honestly; who was the more toxic one? Him or you? Was he really unable to see how dark your eyes gotten when he was talking to some woman other than you? Or how you pressed yourself against him when you were out in public? He though he was more possessive than you?
No, that's just how men are; They like to think they're the one with authority;
Little did he know you had him wrapped around your finger, capturing him in your love while letting him believe he was free. He was never going to be free, not ever from you, and not ever from his obsession with you. Even if he got rid of you at some point, he was still trapped in the pain of your loss, of how much he craved you, how much he missed you.
With the thought of that, your hands fell back to his cheek, pressing him against your naked sweaty skin as you moaned his name. Your voice got louder when his teeth sank in your neck, satisfied with how he was unable to witness your devilish smile.
"Kolya I'm so close… A-ah…" "Come for me baby. Show me how much you love this cock"
His pace suddenly got faster, making you gasp at how deep he was hitting you. Your G-spot was constantly struck with his fat cock, making you mewl louder than before. Nikolai knew you were close from how your legs were wobbly in his hands, so he made his final move to drive you insane.
His right hand came to your clit from below, and started rubbing it furiously.
"K-K-Kolya! I'm- Ah- "
"What is it Dove? Perhaps you're too fed up with me already? Do you want me to stop? Do you need to use your safeword, Darling?"
No. You never wanted him to stop. Not ever.
His dick thrusted savagely in your cunt, and every time it went inside, your eyes rolled back at the sudden arrival of pleasure. His hand was not falling behind either, rubbing you like his life depended on it.
You could feel your body firing up, you were so close, screaming his name with every shove of his girth.
"Kolya!"
Flames started filling you up, rapidly moving up through your body.
"K-Kolya!"
Your lungs burned, your legs shivered, you screamed his name, begging him to keep going.
"Kolya! Oh my g-god!"
A massive pile of pleasure filled your body up to your mouth, you suddenly felt thirst blooming in your throat, and then, the fire was shot out of your body, dispresively.
"Kolyaaaaa- A-A-A-hhhh -A -Ah Ah-"
You threw your head back on his shoulder, cried as your arousal made a mess out of the bed, the carpet, his lap, him. The sound of your wet bodies slamming onto each other was suddenly replaced with the mixture of your scream, his hysterical laughter, and the sound of your cum splashing out. His hand didn't stop moving, his dick didn't stop thrusting, and your moans didn't stop coming out of your mouth either. He waited until you were out of energy, and slowly placed you on the bed, smirking at how sore your body was.
"You're done already and I haven't even reached my climax? How cruel"
He knew you weren't even able to spell your own name, let alone be in for another round, so he simply started stroking himself, moaning as he felt his orgasm drawing closer.
"Open your mouth for me baby~"
You did as you were told; And suddenly, his seed scattered on your tongue, some even dripped down your throat already, saving you from the bother to swallow.
"Now, swallow. all of it"
You nodded as you gulped his cream down without breaking eye contact, attempting to look seductive with the last of your strength. Nikolai sighed, lying next to you as his arms caged you in his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss on your temple, smiling as you leaned against his chest to press yourself to him harder.
"Tired my Dove?" "Hm Kolya, very tired" "Relax then. Take a little nap to recover a bit baby. We might have another round if you're feeling better when you wake up, hm? What do you say?"
Well, you had all night, so…
Bruh this turned out so dark in the middle what the fuck? The reader was supposed to be submissive IDK what happened to me in the middle of writing this lmao I'm so sorry anyway GOODBYE-
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crookedteethed · 2 months
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RADIO appearance (1) | e.m & s.h
Pairing: Rockstar!EddieMunson x Radiohost Fem Reader x BandManager!SteveHarrington
Summary: You're seemingly going nowhere at your job at Studio 66. You finally get your big break when your boss meets a terrible fate. Given the opportunity to become Mental in the Morning's newest radio host, you embark on a never before experience when you fall into a love triangle between Corroded Coffins, Eddie Munson, and his manager, Steve Harrington, all while trying not to lose yourself to your sudden fame. What will you choose? 
Warnings: Cursing, Misogyny, Love Triangle, Sexual harassment in the workplace, eventual smut, Drug and alcohol use, slowburn, mentions of blood, Character death
Authors note: Wanted to give writing on Tumblr a try. Let me know how you like the story and thanks for reading.💗💗 Word count: 2,463
RADIO appearance ⭑ materiel list
Divider credits- @cafekitsune
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Circa’ 1991 
Spike Van Dyke was an idiot. 
He was the type to ask you for the time, even though he had a shiny metal Rolex banded around his wrist, just to purely get on your nerves. Spike was the type of person to play obnoxious clown honks and buzzers on his morning radio show as hungover parents rushed their children off to school in their minivans or Subarus. Spike also was the person to ask you if you were "Mental in the Morning?!" And if you weren't, you would get sprayed with silly string and get kicked in the tush. 
Spike didn't like me; well, he acted like he didn't like me. Said I had the type of looks that made a freight train take a dirt road, per se, compared to Candace "Candi" Jones. 
Here comes the sad part. My family says it's sad, but I like to think otherwise: After being told I wasn't good enough, I didn't quit. Anyone with an ounce of self-respect in their bones and dignity in their gut would quit after being told they weren't good enough, but I stayed. I've been Spike's humbled assistant for four years now—not like he needed one, though. 
Despite being obnoxious and sometimes rude, Spike was a low-maintenance guy. A day's work for me is grabbing him bottled water after he's choking on a fly, getting into his mouth from gawking at Candace. 
"Metal fucking sucks." The sound of a crowd booing and then a loud tuba-sounding "Womp womp womp" plays in the background—radio imaging. 
Now where was I? Spike Van Dyke was—is—an idiot.
The big and bright “ON AIR” sign lit up my face as I watched from outside Studio 66. 
“Now Spike, you aren’t saying that because Corroded Coffin is coming to studio 66 tomorrow, right?” Candice said, a shit-eating grin plastered on her lips. He only kept Candice as the co-host of Mental in the Morning because she once flashed him her big silicon Double D tits at a wet tank top contest he was hosting. 
“Oh, that’s a load of bullshit, Candi. And you wanna know why?” “Why?” “You wanna know why that’s bullshit, Candi? Because I hadn’t even heard of crowded coffee—” “Corroded Coffin.” “Until you just brought them up seconds ago.” Spike shrugs, leaning his back in his seat and swinging his feet in his chair because they barely touch the ground. 
“I don’t know, Spike, you have a reputation for making your guests mad. Remember when you called Madonna a sellout?”
“She never denied it.” 
“And when you called Steven Tyler a creep?”
"That one's true and we all know it." 
"Ok, so let me get this straight: are YOU, Spike Van Dyke, going to play nice tomorrow for the Corroded Coffin boys?"
Spike shrugs again. "Depends, Candi, why don't you play one of crowded coffee—" "Corroded Coffin." "Eh.. yeah, why don't you play one of their songs? I'll have my conclusion at the end of the break." 
"Welp, you heard it folks, whatever Spike wants, he gets. Here's "Hellmouth" from Corroded Coffin's sophomore album "Mutilation, Sickness, and a Little Death." Make sure you all stay tuned after the break, and also don't forget to stay—"Candice points to Spike, and in his dreadful, languid voice, he says: "Mental in the Morning." 
At a click of a button, the dark and muddy strings of Corroded Coffin's "Hellmouth" ring through the speakers of studio 66; by the time the long interlude is over, I only hear a snippet of Munson's throaty singing before Candice and Spike come out of the studio. 
The "ON AIR" sign is now turned off, but it's only until the break is over. "That was a good take, guys." I softly say as Candice and Spike leave the studio.
Y'know, when I was five, I dressed up as a brick wall for Halloween--I'd thought it'd be funny. Who knew I'd still be in the same costume fifteen years later? Spike walks straight past me, like the wall I am.
Candice does pay mind to me, leaning beside the same wall as I, looking at the short and stout Spike Van Dyke going straight to his favorite intern--Bonnie, I think her name is--just to mess with her for his shits and giggles.
"Should I start making apology gift baskets now?" I ask her.
She asks. "Maybe he'll have a change of heart this time? You know, I've noticed he hasn't been staring at my breast as much lately. I think that's a sign for something."
"A sign for what?" Now it was my turn to tsk. "That he's finally gone through the lobotomy he so desperately needs?" 
I look up at her, and she's laughing. Candice wasn't that much taller than me, but her hot pink stilettos made me look like Stuart Little standing beside her. I join in on the laughter, too. But the joyous moment is cut short when we hear an "eek!" from the intern and see Spike pinching up the ends of her frilly white skirt. 
"Poor girl." Candice says. "One day he's going to mess with the wrong person." Candice mutters.
Black and green sludge starts swishing in my body, and I think I will be sick. I watched the intern's skin become extremely pallid, and her eyes turned a shade of fear. Any other time, her skin would be pretty porcelain, like an antique doll you'll find in an upscale market, and her eyes would shine the brightest green. 
"I hate to say it, but it's kind of like a rite of passage for the girls of Studio 66 to get hounded by Spike, right?" I hear Candice say from afar; she sees I'm gone when she looks over. 
And out of the emergency exit and down three flights of stairs I go, I find myself in front of studio 66, looking out at the crowded streets of New York City, and thinking of Bonnie, the girl with porcelain skin, and Candice, the 5'8 glamazon.
A "Rite of Passage" it was. It wasn't a shocker when Spike liked you; he shows it. He's done it to many women prior before he's done it to Candice, and now he's doing it to Bonnie. Bonnie was just an intern today, but she'll be Spike's new assistant tomorrow. Why hadn't Spike taken a liking to me? Well, according to him, I'm "too boring." I’m simply plain and simple—old, boring Y/N. 
I know it's wrong, but how else should I feel? It's not like I wanted to get filled up by Spike; that's disgusting, but if that meant I get to do something at my job or move up a position, then so be it. 
Fuck. How would I do that when Spike doesn't even look at me?
Bonnie was about to be promoted while I was off somewhere, filling out yet another job application. Maybe I'll apply to Coney Island. At least then, I'll have the joyous laughter of children or exciting screams from amusement parkgoers to drown my sorrows. 
"You have an expressive face." A voice says beside me. I look up at the stranger; his fluffy-looking hair draws my attention away from his face. The warm stink of nicotine fills my nostrils, and I feel the hairs on my body prick the fabric of my clothes. When I relaxed my face, I realized how scrunched tight I had it. 
"Jesus, what kind of deep shit are you in, kid?" He asks. He says "kid" as if he and I didn't look remotely close in age. 
"You got another one of those?" I say, pointing to the cigarette hanging out the corner of his mouth. Without hesitation, he goes into his left boot, pulling out a pack of Camels. I pull out a cigarette--his last one. When I have the cigarette in my mouth, he whips a white lighter with its blazing flames. 
"Thanks." I say, my voice almost muffled. I nearly gag from the nicotine as I smoke it. 
Cigarettes sucked. They only looked cool as an accessory--accompanied by a cup of coffee and some old French novel. Other times, cigarettes look fantastic when they're used by guys who stare at you so intensely, waiting to hear what you have to say. 
"Um--" I freeze; his eyes roll down my body before meeting my eyes again. "It's rude to stare," I say, nerves starting to leave my body as the nicotine seeps in. 
"It's rude to leave people hanging." He snaps back. "What's gotten you so pressed?"
I huff, "Spike Van Dyke, that's what." 
He hums. "With a name like that, how couldn't he? Did his mother even love him?" I let out a nervous chuckle, somewhat wary about talking to the stranger, but he gave me his last cigarette, which meant he was ok?
"We're in the same boat, y'know?" he says, playing with the cigarette between his fingers. 
"He'd hit on your girlfriend or something?" I cock my eyebrow, and I feel a smile form on my lips. "Say he did hit on your girlfriend, and you're here to kick his ass; you wouldn't say anything if I let you in without a badge?" 
"No, I'm not here to kick his ass." He breathily laughs. "Your funny." He says. I wasn't joking. I deadpan.
"I'm Steve. Steve Harrington." He introduces.
Why does the name seem so familiar? I squint my eyes at him. 
"Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n." 
"So, I take it you work here." he points his thump to the building. "At Studio 66?"
"Not for long; I'll be working at Coney Island soon. I could get you tickets, perhaps?
He laughs again, and for the second time, I wasn't joking. 
"Yeah, my band--the band I'm managing--you've might've heard of them? Corroded Coffin? I'm here for them." 
Something in my brain snaps. 
"You're Corroded Coffin's manager." I state that's why his name was so familiar. "You're the one we talked to about the interview." 
He nods. "Yep." he drags. "That's me." 
"I didn't expect you to be so..."
Good-looking? The good-looking that would make you instantly popular--taking it back to my high school days. Most of the managers I've met in the past have been the Spike Van Dyke type, y'know, bald and plump with deceitful eyes and a deceitful chin and wandering hands. 
"Preppy? Not the type to manage a band who sings about war, destruction, doom and misery?" 
"Took the words right out of my mouth." 
"I'm reminded of it every day." He says, now leaning on the cold brick wall, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his dark blue bomber jacket. 
"Your interview isn't until tomorrow." I say. 
"Yeah, but I'm here to talk to Spike, that guys an idiot." 
As if that still needed to be established.
"I bet you won't say that to his face." I dare. 
With a smirk on his lips and a sparkle in his eyes, he took me up on the challenge.
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Spike took Steve's comment well, I think. 
"Ok, so what do you want me to do?" Spike shrugged. 
"All I'm saying is, Corroded Coffin won't do the interview if you're going to be a..." 
Steve's eyes met mine. I look at him wide-eyed and boggled, sitting on the edge of my seat beside Spike's desk. Steve jitters a bit, switching all his weight from one foot to another. 
"An asshole." 
I would've preferred the word "dickhead" instead, but "asshole" is close enough.
"But "asshole" is my brand. If you or Corroded Coffin don't like it, I'm glad to not have you all on my show." 
"Should I remind you that we were the ones to get a voicemail from you guys? You're the one that wants us here. My group will be damned if you think we're going to let you disrespect us." To convey his authority, Steve places both hands on his hips. A smirk creeps onto my lips.
Spike squints his eyes, gnawing his teeth. "Who sent you here?" He asks. "Was it that hotshot—what's his name? I forget." Spike snaps his fingers. "Munson." 
Steve scoffs. "I'm here on the behalf of all of Corroded Coffin." 
Spike rolls his eyes and says: "Y'know Munson has a "bad" reputation himself. I'd seen his little stunt he pulled with Rush the Radio a few weeks back." 
As if it were him involved in the horrendous event, Steve mutters a "Jesus Christ" and runs his fingers through his bouncy hair. 
"I mean, who gets mad like that over one little question? My poor guy Rush is still paying for the damages that little shithead caused." 
It was Steve's turn to squint his eyes and gnaw at his teeth. 
"You all should be grateful that another radio host wants to have the spawns of Satan on their show." Spike continues. 
With a few nibbles of his fingertips and a long, harsh stare, Steve concluded: 
"Let's agree to disagree. If you don't act like such an asshole, my guys won't either." Steve says. 
"Harrington, I think we have a deal." I had a crawling suspicion that Spike had his fingers crossed behind his back. 
Steve and Spike shook on it, thus the ending of their little spat. It was not climactic enough, but indeed, it was entertaining. Spike gets my name wrong when telling me to walk Steve out. 
"Problem solved?" Steve says, seemingly trying to convince himself and me that "the problem" was resolved. When really, that was only the tip of the iceberg. 
Steve gives me a piece of paper with his personal number on it; his fingertips touch mine in a subtle exchange. I feel a sting of heat that twinges my body; I blame the August searing heat. Steve says to call him if anything significant happens between now and tomorrow, though I highly doubt it. 
I watched Steve walk down the pavement and turn the corner to 13th Street. I feel a small smile creep onto my lips, holding the piece of paper with his number on it close to my chest. 
When I return to Studio 66, my smile fades when I watch everyone scatter around in a frenzy. My eyes follow the pattern of warm blood that puddles to my ankles. The trail of blood seems never-ending, but that myth is busted when my eyes land on a good as dead(?) Spike Van Dyke. 
His eyes were stapled shut, followed by a few staples around his dome and neck. My eyes followed the body that hovered over him. Bonnie—the porcelain skin—intern, hovers over Spike's unconscious body, a stapler in her hand.   
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The Best Gotham Has To Offer
Contents: Flirting, pining, fluff, gender neutral reader, reader is from this world, reader knows Bruce Wayne is Batman
Words: 650
Bruce cautiously follows the sound of thumping coming from down the hall. He's unsure if Alfred is the one making that noise or if someone was actually dumb enough to break into Wayne Manor first thing in the morning to loot the place.
Drawing closer to the stairs he realizes the sound is coming from the first floor. He proceeds down the stairs and steps into the Grand Hall. The sound seems to be coming from his right, from the bathroom. He quietly approaches the door and knocks.
"Huh?"
The tension leaves his body as he hears your voice, "You alright in there?"
"Oh! Yeah! Sorry for the noise. The sink had a small leak so I'm fixing it."
He turns the knob and walks into the bathroom to see you with a screwdriver in hand twisting a screw back into place on the cold water knob. He leans beside you against the sink cabinet, "You know I can just have Alfred call a plumber for that, right?"
"I know." You pop the little cap with a capital C back into place on the knob, "But I don't wanna just sit here and do nothing after all you've offered to do for me. I want to be useful around here." You respond, turning to face him. He gets a stunned look. You've noticed he's more expressive with the cowl off but you're still not used to it.
"Usefulness isn't necessary."
"It is to me." You say with a serious expression.
He studies your expression for a moment before smiling and standing straight up, "Where is Alfred anyway?" He asks, trying to change the subject.
"He said he was gonna dust the parlor then make breakfast." You drop the screwdriver back into the toolbox and close it, "I was gonna help him with that too once I got done here." You mention while turning the water on to wash your hands.
He lets out a small chuckle, "Aiming to put him out of the job, huh?" He jokes. Something else you're not used to yet.
"Of course not, I just want to help. You're helping me after all, so I want to return the favor."
He smiles again. He steps aside to let you out of the bathroom and follows behind you, "We could go out for breakfast instead." He suggests, "My treat." 
"You don't have to do that Bruce," You stop and turn to him and he stops too, "You're already doing enough for me by letting me stay here while we try to figure out how to get me back to my own universe."
"It's fine really. I'd like you to experience everything Gotham has to offer while you're here."
"I think I already experienced that last night with the whole clown abduction thing."
His smile quickly deflates, "Don't let Joker define how you look at this city. It's got a problem, but there's still good people here."
"I know. I'm looking at one of them." You smile at him this time. You could swear there's a hint of a pink to his cheeks. His smile returns.
"Gotham is a little calmer in the daytime. I know a good restaurant that's in the heart of the city. We could explore downtown too."
"I… guess that doesn't sound so bad. I probably should leave the manor every now and then or I'll go stir-crazy."
"I'll let Alfred know to only make breakfast for him and Dick." He says walking past you.
"He isn't driving us there?" You follow along behind him this time.
"I can drive too."
"I know, but-"
"I think he'll be fine letting me out of his sight for a day." He jokes. You smile and hold in a laugh this time.
"You sure about that? Batman might not need supervision but Bruce Wayne might." You tease.
"Maybe a little." He looks back at you with a grin.
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phantomskeep · 1 year
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Another hot take because I can't get the idea of queer moms ivy and harley out if my head;
So dannys on the run from the GIW (shocker) and ends up in Gotham because of Reasons™ (aka plot). He's tired, exhausted, and overall not having A Good Time. So he does what any half-dead teenager with combined mommy and daddy issues does - he finds an alley, sits down and cries a little.
Totally normal teenage super hero stuff.
When suddenly there's like a loud cackling near the entrance of the alley as well as some sus grunting noises. Danny, being a curious cat with a half life left, investigates (read: he sticks his head through a dumpster). What he sees shocks him a little bit. There's a wanna-be clown holding a green lady against a wall! Oh no! Shocker! This must be that joker guy everyones worried about, right? Because as a teenage superhero from the Midwest danny toooootally keeps up with all the other hero drama. Like an adult. He totally does, he swears it.
(or maybe alternative dimension? Or timeline?)
But so this joker lady is holding green lady hostage, right? So he steps out heroically (again, read: he falls through the dumpster and awkwardly stands there) and tells the joker lady to stop joking around and to let the hostage go!
Totally heroic.
But then joker lady and green lady look at him and kind of laugh, like "haha kid, that's funny" but dannys dead serious. Man goes "like no but seriously stop harming an innocent woman" which causes ivy to laugh and tell him he's cute. Ivy and Harley lead him on a bit to see if he's really just THAT clueless before realizing that, oh wait yeah, this kid has no idea who we are. They think it's very adorable that this child is trying to stand up to protect Harleys girlfriend/wife/lover? (idk I don't really keep up with the DC stuff) but so they kind of off hand ask Danny if he's new in town. Ofc being a (lovable) idiot he says yes. They ask if he has a place to stay. He says no.
So they abscond away to the dead mall with Danny in tow! Because if all else fails hed make a good goon.
Bonus of king shark and Danny legit getting on like a house on fire. Like he already knows a lot about plants because of Sam, but the ocean? And a talking shark? That isnt dead and wanting to fight him? The coolest thing since the Apollo 13.
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sunnydayroleplay · 1 year
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You meet Jack just like how the game starts. Ian's a bitch..Jack comes out and commits a breaking and entering crime. All that fun. But instead of having sex, something else happens. You push on Jack cause you wanna know more. Surely he wasn't born a clown, right? So you start asking where he's from, who who he was before, and all that jazz. He doesn't tell you much, yet he talked a lot. But what he does tell you is that his "original name" started with a 'J' You go on a name-hunt, trying to figure out any J name that you can think off, and you stumble upon 'Joseph'. He stops smiling. His face not as cheerful as it usually is. He just stares ahead, as if he's thinking about who Joseph was. Or on who he is. And with that comes realization.
"I'm not Joseph. Not anymore. Joseph is no-where in this conversation or in our lives, sunshine! He's...he's..a bad person! No one I would ever want being near you. Joseph is not..."
He pauses for a short moment.
"You've changed. Remember that. You're..different now." He talks to himself, again similarly how he did in the bad ending. After he puts himself down, he finally chats with you.
"None of that matters now. As long as I'm Jack, and you're you, I promise you won't be hurt ever again."
He holds your face and kisses the tip of your nose. Which is when you realize something. He's...disappearing? His hands turn into ash and dirt, crumbling down your face and into your shirt. The crumbles falling onto the bed. You look at the dirt then frantically look up at him.
"Jack..? JACK NO PLEASE!!" Tears start streaming down your face as you now begin to hold his. Since the "secret" has been uncovered, he can no longer stay in this world perhaps. One will never know. As he disappears, and as you cry for him to stay and never leave, he gives you one last kiss on the lips. Smiling sentimentally, he says:
"You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. And I promise I'll come back on the next rainy day, to fill your sky with rainbows." And just like that, he leaves.
His clown clothes lay empty in your bed. The weight of your mattress shifts as there's no one there to hold it's place. You cry into his clothing, wrapping yourself into it. You cry until the morning light comes. It's not the same. He's not there to tell you to seize the day. He's not there to make you breakfast, or give you morning loves. You ignore every call, every text due to your devastation. After a few hours pass, you feel sleepy. You close your eyes and soon enough you're in your bed. Are you..awake? Seems more like a lucid dream.
Still you lay there in utter despair, wondering what you're going to do now that your love is gone. A slight frown appears on your face, your arms crossed.
"Sunshine! Why the long face?" With no hesitation you turn your body around towards the familiar voice.
"Jack?! Jack I missed you so much!" You lunge your body at the blue haired man, wrapping your arms around him as your nuzzle your head into his neck and give him all your loves and hugs. You practically squeeze him to death. For a third time. He replies back to your affection by showering your face in kisses. No part of your face left un-kissed or unloved.
"I missed you too."
As you guys lay together, the two of you talk about anything that comes to mind along with any story that you get reminded of from the topic at hand. You never left his side, his grasp. The farthest away you were from him was a mere 4 inches. You didn't want to leave his reach, and he didn't want you too either. The mood was all cheery and dandy. You had completely forgotten that he even disappeared just yesterday night. That was until.
"You should be getting up soon. It's almost 8! Get ready for work! Make yourself some breakfast! You gotta get those nutrients!"
"Wh-What..? No it's still dark out." You look outside your bedroom window. It's pitch black. No remote sign of the sun about to even begin rising. Your voice cracks as you look back at him.
"Jack, please don't tell me to wake up. I don't want to wake up, I want to say here with you longer."
"Sunspot..I'll be right here next to you when you wake up. I'll be here. I pinky promise." Chuckling softly, he lifts up his hand, his pinky finger extended. You lifted yours, interlocking your pinky fingers together. He gives you one last soft and delicate kiss on the mouth. Whispering his good-nights. Pulling you in, you cuddled up into his arms. You fell asleep to the sounds of him humming a familiar tune, but you couldn't quite grasp what it was. Your eyes soon close, and just minutes later, they open. You turned around beside you for anyone, but alas..there was no one. Just remnants and the primary themed attire. He tricked you, didn't he?
Soon enough a week went by like this. During the day you followed your usual routine. Whether it was work, or chores. It didn't matter. You just wanted the time to pass by faster. You were so eager to go to bed. Hell, you started going to bed earlier rather than staying up and you started taking naps more frequently to see if you could see your lover more than once.
And just like all those other days, you went to work, you came home and cleaned up your house if there was any mess or any dishes in the sink. You took a shower, maybe watched an episode of a show. You took a look at your phone, the time reading 9:00pm. It's time to go to bed. Your new favorite thing to do. Crawling into bed, you closed your eyes, soon falling into a more relaxed state, and waking up into your dreamland.
However, instead of waking up to a blue-haired clown man, you woke up to someone..different. It was definitely not Jack, but he looked just like him. He had the same beautiful face, those same dark and mesmerizing eyes, same build, and that same giddy smile.
"..Joseph?"
"At the ready." He said playfully. Looking at you, he lifted an arm as if it were an invitation to come over and hug him. You RSVP'd yes. You crawled into the bed, and gave him a big hug just like every other night. You get to chatting about your day, and his own day, and again basically anything you could say to keep the conversation going. You didn't want to stop hearing his soft voice. Just the usual.
"Please don't tell me to wake up."
"But you have too. Listen baby, sunshine-"
"Please...I don't want to wake up."
"I promise you, I'll be here right when you wake up."
"No you won't! Don't say that you are when I know you're not!"
"I will this time, okay?"
"Stop saying that!"
"Saying what? That'll always be here for you? Forever and always?"
"Stop saying you'll be here in the morning to make me feel better and to get me to wake up, when I know damn well it's just going to make me feel worse!"
"Honey, I promise."
"How do I know that?"
He pulls you in by your waist, his arms relaxed as they lay by your side. He gently kisses your forehead, that kiss following up with his head resting on top of yours. Tears began to form in your eyes, and you tried as hard as you could not to cry, but to no avail.
"Shh..baby..it's okay. I'm here." You don't even try to fight his warm embrace. You kiss his arm and snuggle up into him, sobbing softly into his chest. Wrapping your own arms around his waist. You feel your eyes grow heavy, you can barely keep them open.
As you fall asleep in his arms while he caresses your back, you once again wake up. Again to no-one. You let out a disappointed sigh. You didn't know what you were excepting. You turned around to flop on your back. Staring at your ceiling you hesitantly get off from your bed, and you walk out of your room.
You didn't have work today, so you didn't do much. You made breakfast, ate it, cleaned up after making breakfast, aannnd that was pretty much it. Apart from texting a few of your friends about your disappearance this past week.
Time flew by surprisingly fast. Slouching in your red couch, watching a random movie, you got a knock on your door. Fixing your posture, you check the time on your phone. It was 6:30pm. You get up, you weren't excepting anyone to come over. Shaun..? No. Well...maybe? You went up to the door, curious on who could be on the other side and why.
Before you even got the chance to see the person on the other side, they lunged at you, holding you into a bear hug. You couldn't see anything due to the position you were being accounted too and in general, you were just too distracted because of said amount of shear force. The person finally backed away after a minute or two, placing their hands on your shoulders.
"[...], I told you I'd be back."
"J-Joey?" You didn't even bother hiding any of your emotions. You were sad cause you started crying, you were pissed because he broke so many promises of coming back sooner, but you were happy because he came back. You gifted him with a bear hug of your own, crying and sniffling up your nose into his white tank-top.
"I missed you so much, you big fucking jerk! I-I thought you were really gone."
"And I thought I told you that I would come back on a rainy day and fill your skies with rainbows, did I not?"
You hit him across the face playfully before pulling his shirt down to your level and kissing him. His hands went and traveled behind your head, pushing you in closer. You wrapped your legs and arms around him like a spider capturing it's prey in those shiny white silk webs.
"What do you mean by 'filling my skies with rainbows?"
"C'mon, I ain't your rainbow?"
"Huh?"
"I said I'd be filling your~ skies."
He sure as hell ain't a ghost no-more. He's human, somehow, someway. And he hasn't changed a bit. You're glad. Sure it's a bit different from what you've been living with for the past few months, but all the feelings have stayed the same. They'll continue to stay the same forever more.
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fullstcp · 1 month
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'The Good Witch' by Maisie Peters Sentence Starters
THE GOOD WITCH
"Did you think I forgot about you?"
"Let's call this the calm before the storm comes rushing through."
"It's Armageddon."
"Still argue like my mother and suppress stuff like my dad."
"Still miss you, but I know now it'll pass."
"I will try forgiveness, but I will not forget."
"Am I better yet?"
COMING OF AGE
"Was it a love affair or just a lot of late nights?"
"If it was a first kiss, how come it felt like a snake bite?"
"I wish I would've seen it sooner."
"I wasn't your cliché."
"This is my coming of age."
"Baby, I am the Iliad, of course you couldn't read me."
"I'll leave you behind, but that don't mean it's easy."
"You stole my love and I paid."
"But you couldn't keep what you couldn't tame."
"I let you butcher my big heart."
"It's my song and my stage."
WATCH
"Nobody actually happy and healthy has ever felt so desperate to prove it."
"It looked like a film Michael Cera would act in."
"It felt like a face slap."
"I fought it but I saw it and it sawed me right in half."
"You still get to me, but I still let you."
"You got every single thing you want. And I just watch."
"I know that I should know better."
"I just keep looking back at you."
"I saw you and your girlfriend."
"Sure, I don't know she's your girlfriend."
"Well, fucking sue me cause at least then we could talk."
"Now you're living the goddamn dream."
"You broke my heart and my self esteem for a girl/guy who's a remix of me."
BODY BETTER
"I was good to you."
"Did I just not do it for you, superficially?"
"You were it for me."
"It was nothing I did and nothing I said."
"And I know I gave you all of myself, one hundred percent."
"Loving you was easy, that's why it hurts now."
"The worst way to love somebody is to watch them love somebody else and it work out."
"Do you love her/him/them?"
"If you love her/him/them, was I just an idea you liked?"
"I don't know how I still can't make it make any sense."
"I thought it would be us for life."
"Will you tell me just one more lie?"
WANT YOU BACK
"I was the DJ and the darling of your passenger side."
"I know it didn't last."
"What was cheap to you, to me, was all I had."
"The issue is, I know all of this and I still want you back."
"If you told me what would happen, I think I would've begged."
"So you got to be a coward and I salvaged a little self-respect."
"I'd be yours again tomorrow if you wanna."
"I still want you back."
THE BAND AND I
"He said he'd make a move and then he went with 'Excuse me?'."
"It was letting go of everything but you."
"If we're living the dream, I hope we never wake up."
"It was breaking down, it was falling in love."
"It was magic, babe, pure and strong."
"It was a far-flung wish when we were young."
YOU'RE JUST A BOY (AND I'M KINDA THE MAN)
"I take in clowns like a one-woman circus."
"You're kinda awful, but you're not awful on purpose."
"Don't you know that you're losing this?"
"I'm on a one-way trip to take over the world."
"What's a girl/boy gonna do when she's/he's in love with you?"
"It's sad and it's true and I'm in love with you."
"You were my best friend."
"I'm not gonna wait, now I know better than that."
"Goodbye from your biggest fan."
"Goodbye from the bigger man."
LOST THE BREAKUP
"I know you remember."
"I'm the best thing that almost happened to you."
"I'm the greatest love that you wasted."
"You got two types: country and western."
"Wow, hey, it's been forever."
"Do you wanna get a drink, like together?"
"I'm kinda busy but, like, stay in touch."
"Oh, shit I won the breakup."
"You lost the breakup."
WENDY
"You're laughin' like a kid."
"You're calling like the future then you're closed up like a fist."
"Lost my page when you kissed me."
"She/he almost loses her/his way cause she/he follows him/her after one look."
"I know the girl/guy that you want and it scares me."
"Behind every lost boy/girl, there's always a Wendy."
"You're evasive on the phone until you're sorry on the floor."
"I'm throwing you a bone because you want me and you're sure."
"If I'm not careful, I'll wake up and we'll be married."
RUN
"I've heard some things that I will leave unrepeated."
"If a man says that he wants you in his life forever, run."
"He/she likes a promise if he/she don't have to keep it."
"He/she hates a sentence when he/she has to mean it."
TWO WEEKS AGO
"I wish it was two weeks ago."
"I wish we kissed when we first wanted."
"When we said goodbye, wish I hadn't let go."
"I loved you, babe, but I bet you knew that."
"Knew you loved me, babe, when you told me that."
"I was happier than I'd ever known."
"That last kiss, couldn't look at you. But I wish I did."
"I was yours so fast."
"God, I loved you, babe, did I tell you that?"
BSC
"We don't speak cause it's too tricky."
"But if I'm tricky, why'd you kiss me?"
"It's funny and I'm laughing, baby."
"You think I'm alright. But I'm actually bloody motherfucking batshit crazy."
"It kept it in, but it wrecked my organs."
"I'm gonna throw you down the river."
"You made me Little Miss Unstable."
"I can write you out the way I wrote you in."
THERAPY
"When we met, I told you I've been treated carelessly."
"You couldn't have loved a girl/guy any harder than you loved me."
"I'm just talking to your memory."
"I was abandoned, but you swore that you'd be there for me."
"Your touch will last for centuries."
"You gave me the world and you gave me your word."
"It built me like a promise until it broke me like a curse."
"I knew loving you was letting you leave."
THERE IT GOES
"I'm dating, but just dating for sport."
"I'm doing better, I made it to September."
"I can finally breathe."
"I had to let it go."
"The love we had was eating me whole."
"He/she kissed me right in front of my friends."
"I don't need your light to be lit."
"The way I loved you, I will not be embarrassed of that."
"I just should've known when to quit."
"The loss is yours."
"The universe is shifting and it's all for me."
HISTORY OF MAN
"I couldn't believe it. How you could just stop wanting me."
"She begs him, he says he doesn't understand."
"She loves him more than anyone ever has."
"You didn't even falter."
"You didn't look back once, did you?"
"Given half the chance, I would've made him weaker too."
"You walked out without sweating."
"He stole her youth and promised heaven."
"Women's hearts are lethal weapons."
"You are still my great obsession."
"I beg you and you don't understand."
"I hold on, I try to hold your hand."
"I save you a seat and then you say you wanna stand."
"So you'll lose me, the best you'll ever have."
HOLY REVIVAL
"I swore that I'd be a non-bullshit tolerating kind of girl/guy."
"No getting attached to men you can't have."
"Last year, I had to focus on survival."
"My ex was a bitter man, middle child."
"Now I'm in my holy revival."
"I have two friends. I listen to them like the bible."
"That is really not important."
"It's about what he represents."
"Which is me getting obsessed by someone fundamentally wrong for me."
"I'm not doing it again."
"It's just me and myself."
"You're just kinda dumb."
"I'm just kinda done."
"No telling the truth."
YOKO
"Funny, you know, you were the whole wide world."
"You fell for the moment so you lied to the girl/guy."
"I gave you option, and you chose wrong."
"I meant, "Don't go." It came out as "Goodbye"."
"You said, "Fine." When you should've said, "We could try"."
"Now we're seeing other people."
"Thought you knew how I felt, now I doubt it."
"We should've talked it out when it happened."
"I couldn't talk to you."
"You misunderstood the secret."
"The universe doesn't always come through."
"Sometimes you can't be the hero and tell the truth."
"And you misunderstood me leaving as something I wanted. I didn't want it at all."
"You should've put me above those people you didn't even know."
"You have a phone, you should've called."
"You misunderstood a lot of things."
"You misunderstood me too."
THE SONG
"I'm older now but I still don't really know things."
"I thought that we were forever and ever, I guess I was wrong."
"You were the one and now you're not."
"I'm gonna fall out of love by the end of the song."
"I could reach out but it's your turn and it's your shit."
"I've been trying peace and love and telling the truth."
"I got drunk, told everyone that I broke up with you."
"I was obsessed but I was young."
"You were my whole life once."
GUY ON A HORSE
"I hear you talking over me, like, is that smart?"
"You'll be lonely in your fifties."
"I tried to be nice but I can't keep it in anymore."
"I think you wanna start a war."
TRUTH IS
"He's/she's just something you regret."
"He's/she's not a savior or the best you'll ever get."
"Time will heal, but I'll always be a little bit broke."
"You weren't love but I think I confused it."
"All I ever did was care."
"I'll never get back months of my life."
"Did I give you any reason?"
"Did I love you?"
"Did you think that I deserved it?"
THE LAST ONE
"I'll always see great heights in you."
"I'll be the last one in your corner when the count's done."
"I'm still your number one fan."
"After the crowd's gone, I'll be the last one."
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pinkapet-rates-anime · 6 months
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I'm talking about One Piece again, not sorry. I'm never sorry for gushing about the best pirate show EVER!
How Luffy recruited his crew- abridged edition
The simplest but also the funniest way I can describe the way the crew got together.
Koby- The notorious sword fighter Roronoa Zoro is on this island! He hunted pirates, you should leave immediately!
Luffy- Hell nah, I want that guy on my crew! He sounds cool!
Zoro- Go away, I can handle this on my own!
Helmeppo- *Plans to break the deal he made with Zoro.*
Luffy- Hell no! *Saves Zoro.*
Zoro- If I had died I would never be able to be the world greatest swordsman, thanks I guess. I suppose your my captain now.
Luffy- This clown guy is annoying. *Beats up Buggy and helps Nami.*
Luffy- You should join my crew!
Nami- Ok! *Already planning to rob them blind.*
Luffy- *Meets a weird dude with a long nose, a slingshot, and a compulsive lying issue.*
Luffy- I like this dude.
Usopp- My island is being attacked by pirates!
Luffy- *Helps with the pirate problem.*
Merry & Kaya- *Gives them the Going Merry as a thank you gift.*
Luffy- Come on Usopp, I know you wanna join!
Usopp- Fine! I'll become a warrior of the sea, like my deadbeat dad!
The Crew- *Hops on a restaurant boat for food, and meets a weird chef with swirl eyebrows.*
Luffy- Hey, join us!
Sanji- Dude, no. I'm not leaving this restaurant.
Don Krieg- *Attacks the restaurant.*
Luffy- *Deals with it, as per usual*
Zoro- Fight me! *Says Zoro, to the greatest swordsman he could never hope to beat, because he has the crazy goal of being the greatest swordsman.*
Mihawk- *Severely wounds Zoro.*
Sanji- You guys all have dreams just as crazy as mine, might as well join you.
Nami- *Steals everything from the Strawhats to make money.*
Luffy- Nah, not gunna bug her.
Arlong- *Has somebody steal the funds to by her home island from Nami, to force her to basically continue being his slave.*
Nami- Luffy... help.
Luffy- *Zero questions asked takes off to go beat that dude Arlong just because she asked for his help.*
Luffy- *Almost dies doing this, but nevertheless the mad lad does it.*
Nami- I'll actually join this time, no more robbing you guys.
Nami- *Gets really sick and almost dies.*
Luffy- A musician can wait for now, let's get her help. *Almost dies getting her help*
Chopper- *Accidentally gets spotted by Luffy, who immediately sees a reindeer and thinks "Dinner!"*
Chopper- *Transforms to get away.*
Luffy- Holy shit, a monster! Join my crew!
Chopper- *Offended by being called a monster, runs away.*
Sanji- Luffy is a monster too. Dude is literally made outta rubber.
Chopper- *Sense of camaraderie, but not enough yet.*
Luffy- *Helps him see his adoptive fathers dream through.*
Kureha- Go on kiddo, join em.
Chopper- Fine! Also I'm a doctor!
Luffy- Sweet, we needed one of those!
Robin- Theres no point in living, my research is going nowhere. Let me die.
Luffy- Absolutely not! *Saves her by force.*
Robin- You forced me to stay alive, guess I'm your problem now.
Franky- *Steals all the money from the Strawhats so they can't afford to fix the Going Merry, or buy a new ship.*
Luffy- Dude wtf. *Wrecks his base, but the money is already spent and gone.*
Usopp- I see your willingness to move on from the Merry as a personal attack, but I won't tell you that. Byeeee.
Robin- *Lets herself get arrested and sentenced to death to protect the crew.*
The Crew- Oh helllll nah! Get back here!
Franky- *Kidnaps Usopp as retribution, not knowing the situation of him leaving.*
Franky- Dude your ship is about to fall apart, let her rest.
Usopp- I know that! But the Merry is important, and also I saw a ghost fix her once.
Franky- Dude that ghost WAS the Merry. She talked to you because she loves you guys.
Government- *Kidnaps Franky and Usopp too.*
Franky- You have good friends Robin, maybe you should just let them save you.
Robin- No, I'm doing this for them.
The Crew- We literally don't want you to do that.
The Crew- *Literally wages war on the government to get their friend back.*
The Going Merry- *Saves the crew before having a tragic funeral as sea.*
Franky- You guys need a boat. It just so happens I used the money I stole from you to buy this epic wood to make a boat out of. You guys practically payed, so you can have it.
Luffy- Awesome! Now join us!
Franky- No.
Literally like a fifth of the population of Waters 7- *Steals his speedo in an elaborate game of keep away to get him to go to the Strawhats.
Luffy- Join or you can't have these back.
Robin- *Twists his balls to force him to join.*
Franky- Christ, fine.
Luffy- Holy crap guys it's a talking skeleton! Let's go talk to him!
Half the Crew- Absolutely not.
Luffy- We are doing this y'all.
Brook- Hello! Miss may I see your panties? *Asks the 90 year old skeleton dude*
Nami- Wtf? Absolutely not.
Luffy- Join us!
Brook- Yes!
Half the Crew- Luffy no...
Brook- I can sing and play instruments!
Luffy- Fuck yes a musician, finally!
Brook- My shadow was stolen so I'd die in the sun. Can't join, gotta get it back, don't follow me, BYEEEE! *Runs on the water and leaves.*
The Crew- *Accidentally ends up in the same place Brook went.*
The Crew- Oh shit zombies!
Luffy- Awesome! I wish all these monsters would join the crew!
The Crew- Dude... why.
Half the Crew- *Gets their shadows stolen by the same dude who stole Brooks.*
Brook- Use salt, it works.
Luffy- *Beats up a giant zombie with his shadow in it, and then beats up the warlord who steals the shadows.*
Luffy- Brook, join us.
Brook- No, sadly I cannot. As the last living member of my crew, I have a duty to our friend the whale, Laboon.
Luffy- Oh that whale? We know him! I drew our Jolly Roger on his face, he's a buddy of mine.
Brook- Guess I'm joining!
Jinbe- Luffy, buddy, come to the fish man island and say hi!
The Crew- *Immediately causes chaos.*
Jinbe- Dude please stop.
Luffy- Haha, no. So who do I needa punch to get you to join us?
Jinbe- I can't dude. Love you man, but I have prior arrangements.
Luffy- *Fixes the problem on the island*
Luffy- Ok now join us.
Jinbe- Busy.
Luffy- *More chaos.*
Jinbe- Fiiiiine. *Severs Ties with the Big Mom crew and joins them.*
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ki-raii · 8 months
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Geto Suguru
ONE SHOT : NEEDED YOU
W: Kidnapping, kissing, slight stockholm, LIL yandere-ish, manipulation, crying, angst, fluff, slight ooc
Geto Suguru, one of your highschool best friend in jj tech. He was kind, soft hearted, quite the clown, and he's easily carried away by his own emotions ─ well that's what you observed.. your highschool days with him was fun until it was all torn apart. You cherished those days.
You and your classmates was caught up in a mission that heavily affected you and your friends, to the point the small group of four you guys have was torned. That mission was sickening, it was traumatic.
But despite that, you still tried to keep yourself together for them and for him. You knew Geto Suguro was the one who was more affected than you three. Gojo Satoru, one of your best friends, was also heavily affected of that mission, that's why you want to be sane for them. You don't wanna loose yourself since you're afraid they're gonna loose you too. (guess what song)
Years past after that you were still connected with your friends.. but was hold captive by one.
You didn't know how it happened, all you remembered was you were forced here by him. You were shocked with Suguru's behavior, but you let him. You couldn't say no to him, and he knew that and used that against you. You think he was overwhelmed with the trauma, maybe he was still hurting ─ and he needed you the most.
"I'm sorry, y/n. I'm sorry, i need you.. i need you to stay with me please."
That's what he said and the way he said it made you wanted to stay with him, even if it's wrong. You wonder how long did he hide this pain from you, maybe that last mission was his last straw.
"Sugu.." you whispered as you watched him break down infront of you, his head on you lap, he cried silently. You hate seeing him like this. You softly caress his long hair, trying you best to calm him down.
Oh, if only you could grab all of his pain then you would, it doesn't matter if you would be the one in pain.. as long as you see him happy you're okay with that.
"Y/n.." he grabbed your other hand placing it on his cheeks, you hummed in response. You caress his cheek as he leaned in your palm.
"Be with me, please." You stayed quiet and let him finish his sentence, he looked up to you, looking you in the eye. "You don't have to receprocate my pathetic feelings. Just stay here with me. Even if i may go crazy, i beg you."
You sigh, caressing his face wiping the tears away. "Sugu, I'm here right?" You said with a hushed tone.
"I'm here."
You lean down to his face pressing your forehead against his, "I'm here by your side right now, sugu.."
That's all he wanted to hear, he closed his eyes closing the gap between you two. The day he supposedly forced you to stay with him, you obliged to him with no difficulties maybe from the start you did resist although when you saw how empty he was you obliged right away. All he wanted to hear was the words that slipped past you lips, you were his everything, he couldn't bare to loose you now, even if he have left you years ago, he went back just to get you. It doesn't matter if it needed force to be with you, if you didn't comply to his request he would still hold you captive.
He leaned in deeper making you want to breath for air, noticing your hitch of breath he parted away from you, staring at you adoringly.
"I'm a bad guy, y/n.. but i wouldn't hurt you." He breath out, before pecking the side of your lips. "When i was away from you for years, i felt like i was suffocating.."
He was on the verge of crying again, it wasn't like him to be like this. "I feel like i couldn't breath when you're not by my side, i feel so empty. You always feel that gap between my heart, y/n."
You caress his cheeks placing a kiss on his eyelids to his cheeks, "I waited for you, sugu. Those years i have wondered whether you were doing good."
You peck his lips before pulling him into a hug, "I'm so glad you're here with me. Sugu, don't loose yourself please.. i would loose you too." You said with a shaky breath. Suguru was caught of gaurd by what you said but he complied.
"I'll try, but my goals wouldn't change y/n. I'll be better for you and achieve my goal."
You bit your lips, you knew you couldn't stop him from his bad doings although the response he gave you was enough. As long as he wouldn't loose himself, it's okay right?
You nodded at his answer, before pulling away from the hug. You looked at him leaning on the palm of your hand, you moved some hair that covered his face. You're currently contented with this. It felt so wrong yet it felt like it's meant to be like this.
But things like this comes to an end and you both know that, you gave him a soft smile before continuing caressing his head. You knew a day would come that might make you loose him, he knew that day would come... That day might come sooner than expected you'll be insane without him but for now ─ You'll stay with him until that day comes, you would be right by his side. You'll support him. You need him as much as he needs you.
“ I would love you forever, Y/n.
Let's be together even if it's a short time. ”
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cowboylikesubai · 9 months
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bsd characters as taylor swift lyrics pt.1
lemme know if they were accurate 😚
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atushi:
i've been the archer / i've been the prey... / who could ever leave me darling? / but who could stay-?
akutagawa:
and now that i'm grown, i'm scared of ghosts/ memories feel like weapons / and now that i know, i wish you left me wondering
i can't let this go/ i fight with you in my sleep the wound won't close/ stained glass windows in my mind/ i regret you all the time...
chuuya:
and I can go anywhere I want / anywhere I want, just not home / and you can aim for my heart, go for blood / but you would still miss me in your bones
dazai:
i wake up screaming from dreaming one day i'll watch as you're leaving/ cause you got tired of my scheming/ it's me, hi, i'm the problems it's me
kunikida:
you're not my homeland anymore / so what am I defending now? / you were my town / now I'm in exile, seein' you out / i think I've seen this film before
kyoka:
from sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes / i gave my blood sweat and tears for this
i looked around in a blood-soaked gown and i saw something they can't take away / cause there were pages turned when the bridges burned
kenji:
cause he was sunshine i was midnight rain / he wanted it comfortable i wanted that pain / he wanted a bride i was making my own name, chasing that fame / he stayed the same, all of me changed like midnight rain
^^^the manga readers know what i'm on about lol
yosano:
dear john, i see it all now that you're gone.../ don't you think ninenteen's (eleven) too young to be played by your dark twisted games / when i loved you so?
ranpo:
power went to my head and I couldn't stop / ones I loved tried to help, so I ran them off / and here I sit alone behind walls of regret / falling down like promises that I never kept
and I feel like my castle's crumbling down / and I watch all my bridges burn to the ground / and you don't want to know me, I will just let you down / you don't wanna know me now
tanazaki:
they told me all of my cages were mental / so I got wasted like all my potential / and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad / i have a lot of regrets about that
koyo:
ladies always rise above / ladies know what people want / someone sweet and kind and fun / the lady simply had enough..../ while he was doing lines, and crossing all of mine / someone told his white collar crimes...to the FBI
higuchi:
and they called off the circus, burned the disco down / when they sent home the horses and the rodeo clowns / I'm still on that tightrope / I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me
gin:
now you hang from my lips like the gardens of babylon / with your boots beneath my bed / forever is the sweetest con.
tachihara:
i never trust a narcissist / but they love me / so I play 'em like a violin and I make it look oh so easy / 'cause for every lie I tell them / they tell me three
^^ again, iykyk
fukuzawa:
cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped-up jeans got to rule the world / long live all the walls we crashed through / i had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / and bring on all the pretenders / one day, we will be remembered.
should i do a part 2???
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yanderelovlies · 8 months
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Jokes on all of you, I'm doing little head canons for all versions because 🤷‍♀️
Also and I can not stress enough that these take place in Breath of the Wild. I don't think there will be spoilers, but just in case if you haven't played it or plan on playing it, I would advise turning away now.
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Hylian!Jack, who lives in Hateno Village, and runs a little school house teaching all the local children.
Hylian!Jack, who tries to keep things positive and happy for not only the kids but also the whole village. He isn't sure what's going to happen to hyrule with the calamity, but he can't see his home so sad.
Hylian!Jack, who immediately greets you and Link when you enter the village. He points link up to the lab at the top before helping you find your way to the armor shop.
Hylian!Jack, who stays with you until Link comes back. When Link comes back, he signs to you the next assignment before waving goodbye to Jack and walking past the two of you.
Hylian!Jack who panics slightly. He was really starting to like you. He wants to spend more time with me, but if you're traveling, who knows when or if he will ever see you again.
"Wait! It's getting pretty late. Maybe you guys should stay at the Inn and leave in the morning?"
Hylian!Jack, who watches as you and Link talk about it before coming to an agreement to stay.
Hylian!Jack, who gets excited that he gets to spend more time with you. Maybe he can convince you to settle down here? No? okay, well, how about settling for sending mail to each other?
"Oh! Jack said you two will be staying. Don't worry, he already paid for the two of you he even got you our best beds! He is such a nice guy. He seems to be really good friends, Sayge. Always helping dye things thought he always seems to get hit by the color blue. Always on his head too its so odd. Oh! dont mind me just talking to myself. Enjoy your stay!"
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Before we get into headcanons, I wanna talk about the way Jack looks as Rito, in my opinion, Tho I would love to hear other people's thoughts!
Body wise, he is similar to Kass Top heavy with a smaller bottom. His main feather color is the same blue as his hair. The fathers on his chest and layered under the blue on his wings is Yellow like on his belt, and under the yellow layer is red like on his belt. Though if you were ever to find or pluck one of his fathers, the end that one wouldn't see otherwise is brown. He has the red eye markings like his clown makeup, just not the chin part. for now he has traditional Rito clothes cause I can't think of anything good rn tho this is subject to change.
He is a big, colorful Rito who seems to struggle to fly sometimes. Like he wasn't born to do it like the others.
Rito!Jack Who three years ago flew into the village from a VERY far away place. He took time getting to know everyone and finding his place, but when he did, he requested to have a space to teach the kids. He thinks it would be very beneficial, and after making his case,the Elder agrees.
Rito!Jack Who eventually has to teach the kids closer to the entrance of the village due to Vah Medoh taking residence close to the top.
Rito!Jack Who greets you and Link with the children. They also lead the two of you to the Elder. While Link and the Elder talk, the child asks you questions. It was rare for hylians to come to a Rito village. Especially since Vah Medoh started acting up.
Rito!Jack, who offers you to stay with him while Link finds Teba to further discuss things. Since you guys could only afford one snowquill set, and it was too cold for a little hylian like you, it made sense. So you did.
Rito!Jack, who is seducing you even giving you one of his pretty feathers to out in your hair while Link and Teba risk their lives for the village. "It would be harder to take the two of you. it's for the best sunshine."
Rito! Jack, who is hesitant to let you go when Link comes back successful and alive. This means you're gonna leave, right? what if you never return? What if you die?! Oh goddess....
Rito! Jack, who, with the help of the elder and Teba, gets the two of you to stay at the Inn. While everyone is asleep, he WILL get you to stay. He HAS to.
"Oh, hey, link! what can I help you with? Your friend? Sorry I haven't seen them since yesterday when they were with Jack. Have you asked him? He said the same thing? ....odd. Maybe they went home or to the stable?"
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As before, I would like to talk about Jack's Zora appearance before the headcanons so you have a visual.
Zora Jack is roughly half the height of Sidon. The color of his scales are the same blue as his hair. His fins are red and yellow.
Zora isn't known to wear clothes, so he doesn't wear any, but he does wear a metal belt that kind resembles his clown belt. Speaking of clown, he doesn't have his clown markings, but his eyes are an odd brown that isn't common in Zoras.
Jack is large Zora that is close to Sidon in both personality and color scheme. It's a good thing his main color isn't red or he would be mistaken for the price! If it wasn't for the fact that it's well known, he isn't from Zora's domain he would have been mistaken a child of the king with his color and attitude.
Zora! Jack, who loved royalty and commoners folk alike. Always kind and always willing to help. He even volunteers to educate the kids.
Zora! Jack, who helps, however, he can when Vah Ruta begins acting up. Though it wasn't much, he stilled heal warriors who tried to go after the lynel and kept the little one occupied with happy thoughts.
Zora! Jack, who heard about yours and Link's arrival before the two of you even got the to domain. He just had to meet the potential saviors of the domain.
Zora! Jack, who is immediately infatuated by you. So, while the Prince and Link talk about strategies and putting them into action, he pulls you aside, teaching you new healing tonics and playing with the children.
Zora! Jack, who takes up all your time while your companion risks his life in Vah Ruta. "I know, sunshine, but I'm sure he will be okay! he is the legendary hero, after all."
Zora! Jack, who doesn't have to worry about you leaving after tamping he mechanical beast since Sidon already convinced Link to stay longer. So he Jack takes you for a swim that night
"It's okay, Sunshine. It's just the two of us, so there is nothing to worry about. Just look at me....and only me."
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