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padfootagain · 10 months

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How to Make Sport Fun

Hello! Here I come with a new request! This came from @thenerdysimp : “where reader and Ben is that cute gym-couple. Like they are working out for Shadow and bone or something and they are doing pull-ups together. (Like she has her legs around his waist while they are holding the bar together) When he is doing push-ups she is laying on the floor under him to give him a kiss every time he comes down and when she is doing sit-ups he is holding her feet to giver her a kiss every time she comes up. The cast is just teasing them about it all the time but they couldn’t care less😌

I just see Ben as a big simp😂”

I completely agree with you about Ben being a simp, he is an absolute softie like… zejzeijroiejrzijrezi!!!

(Also, know that I hate sport, and know nothing about working out, so sorry if some details don’t make sense, I had to google these things).

I hope you all like this fic! Please, tell me what you think about it.

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Pairing: Ben Barnes x reader

Warnings: Extreeeeeeme fluffiness!! Tooth-rotting fluff!! Just lots of disgustingly sweet cuteness!! It also got very very flirtatious for some reason, I don’t know why… *glances over at a picture of Ben working out* yeah, I know why…

Summary: You hate working out. Ben hates working out. Lucky for the two of you, like most things in life, it’s more fun when you do it with someone you love.

Word count: 3048

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Working out is (almost) never fun.

Muscles aching, sweat sticking to your skin, breathing hard like a bloody buffalo… All traces of sexiness gone for good. And the need to focus, the whole seriousness of it.

Many disadvantages in workouts, but then it keeps you healthy, so it’s not that bad. And it is needed for this role of yours you’re going to play in a couple of months in Shadow and Bone, so you don’t exactly have a choice.

And then… well, there’s the fact that your husband is training with you these days. And that brings a lot of fun to the whole exercise.

Goodbye to the stern sessions, the focused frowns. Instead, you’re getting a very goofy husband currently improvising a karaoke session in the empty training room rented by the studio for the cast and crew to use.

It’s early still, most people are still in bed, but that’s why you’ve come now. You and Ben have the room only for the two of you. You train with a coach as well, but only twice a week, the rest of your sessions are spent laughing at your husband’s silly choreographies more than actually working out.

Although… that’s not exactly true. After all, laughing does train your abs. That’s why your stomach is painful right now…

“IIIIII WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODY!” Ben is singing at the top of his lungs next to you while dancing, bringing out his most ridiculous moves on purpose just to make you laugh.

He sings along with the radio, turning fully to you for the next verse.

“IIIII WANNA FEEL THE HEAT FOR SOMEBODY!” he points at you as he sings, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively as he insists on the word ‘heat’, making you double with laughter.

He can’t go on as you lean on him for support, laughing too much to stay upright. His laughter soon joins yours.

“Are you laughing at my singing?” he asks, faking outrage, still struggling to speak.

You shake your head, unable to speak at all. You choke on your laughter, making his grin double in size and a wave of giggles bubble on his lips.

“I wouldn’t dare,” you finally answer.

You brush your tears away, and he does the same.

“I love you,” you sigh, holding your painful stomach. “You’re such an idiot.”

“And now you’re insulting the artist…”

He gives you a dramatic pout, puppy eyes and a theatrical sniffle for good measure. You giggle at him, but it works all the same, his evil plan. Because now you’re wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to kiss his lips, the radio still blurting the old hit song.

“Awwww, poor Benjamin…”

“Don’t call me that!” he protests, but he lets you kiss his cheek anyway, his beard tickling your skin. “I hate it!”

“What should I call you then? Thomas?”

He lets out a disgusted growl.

“Barnes?”

“Oh, stop it! Call me a real name?”

“A real name?”

“What you usually call me.”

“What do I call you again? I don’t remember…”

He rolls his eyes, pouting again.

“You’re so mean!” he complains.

You giggle into his beard, but give in anyway.

“Aww, my sweetheart!”

“Better…”

“My love.”

“Hmmm…”

“My darling.”

“Keep going…”

“Baby.”

“Yes?”

“My husband. My man. Handsome. Lovely. Honey…”

“Yeah, these are very good,” he nods in approval, before leaning in to kiss you, passionate and yet tender still.

When he moves his lips to your neck, you gently push him away, shaking your head.

“Oh, I see what you’re trying to do here, mister!” you warn him. “And you’re not getting away with it!”

“Getting away with what?” he asks back, faking innocence, but he’s got this mischievous glint in his eyes and smile, and you’re not fooled.

You wave a finger at him.

“Do not distract me with your charm and your kisses! You’re due for some pull-ups.”

“You think I’m charming?” he shoots you a flirtatious smile, and you roll your eyes despite the heat that spreads across your whole body because of how his voice is deeper than usual, sulkier, huskier…

“Why do you think I’ve married you?”

“My money?”

“I wish. It would have caused me less trouble. I wouldn’t be here sweating my ass off if I did. I’d be drinking cocktails by a disgustingly expensive pool then, like any real gold digger.”

“’Sweating your ass off?’ Can you be less romantic?”

“I can’t. But, my love…”

“Hmm?”

“Pull-ups!”

He groans, mumbling something about his tyrant of a wife, but walks over to the bars anyway.

“Come on, get to work,” you tease him some more, just for good measure, landing a playful slap on his butt that makes him chuckle. “These muscles of yours won’t grow by themselves.”

“Are you saying that that’s what you want? More muscles? I didn’t know you did. Want me to sign you up at the bodybuilder fan club?”

“Our director wants you to grow some muscles. Me? I mean… I don’t mind the muscles. But your pretty eyes are enough to woo me.”

He grins at that, bright and genuine, before dropping a sweet peck to your lips. Your cheeks hurt a little after smiling so much.

“Part of my charms, I’m sure,” he jokes, but you nod in all seriousness.

“Absolutely. You have very pretty eyes.”

“Well, thank you. But they aren’t as pretty as yours, my love.”

“Sweet-talking your way out of training, I see…”

“I’m not!” he defends himself, and as to prove a point, he stands under the bar, getting ready.

“Come on! You can do it!” you encourage him, and he winks at you before getting to work.

Yes, these sessions with your goofy husband are a laugh. But then again, you can’t deny that he’s redefining other disadvantages of these sessions too…

You mentioned the loss of sexiness? That doesn’t seem to apply to your husband. Not at all. Quite the opposite.

You struggle a little to swallow as you stare at Ben, pulling up his weight until his chin goes all the way above the steel bar. Muscles flexing, tensing, bulging under his black t-shirt. His face strained by the effort, and the veins on his forehead and his neck pulsing as he struggles. His cheeks have reddened, and he heaves a loud breath at the next climb. He’s sweaty, beads rolling down the side of his face, but you find that sexy. You’ve stopped encouraging him altogether, merely admiring your husband. You can’t find anything to say at all, anyway. Your brain has stopped functioning as soon as your eyes have landed on his tensed biceps, pale skin glimmering with the thin layer of sweat under the white neon lights…

Only when you hear him letting out a grunt, and that he remains suspended above the ground but not moving up anymore do you finally bring yourself back to earth.

“Come on! You can do one more!” you encourage him.

“How many did I do?”

“Huh…”

“You counted, right?”

“Yes…?”

“What were you doing, then?”

He’s still out of breath, voice a little strained because of the effort, and you decide to definitely scratch that argument against training.

It can definitely be hot…

“Come on, I lost count, but you can do one more!”

But Ben shakes his head.

“Too tired.”

He’s about to let go, but you press him on.

“Come on! One more! For me!”

He grunts.

“Why do you want to torture me so much anyway?” he asks, clearly annoyed.

“Honestly?”

“Yes…” he answers, raising up an eyebrow, surprised by your tone.

“Your biceps look amazing when you do pull-ups. It’s super hot.”

He explodes with laughter, and has to let go of the bar, laughing too hard.

“What?” you ask, amused and trying to shy away.

But Ben shakes his head.

“I’m sweaty and disgusting right now,” he argues, but you shake your head.

And there’s something terribly hungry in your eyes, even if you try to hide it. It makes him grow serious in the blink of an eye, while his heart misses a few beats.

Damn, you’re really something else…

“I think you look hot,” you answer earnestly.

He shakes his head, still amused, but grabs the bar again anyway.

“Yes! Go on! Go on!” you cheer on, your eyes glued to his arms as he pulls himself up above the bar.

He lets go, exhausted, as soon as he is done. He rubs the painful muscle of his right arm with a small wince.

“I hate you,” he claims as you approach.

“Awww, my poor baby.”

Your fingers replace his as you massage his weary arm, and he heaves a relieved sigh at the feeling. Soon, a playful smirk is back on his lips.

“So… sexy enough for you?” he asks with a wink.

“Not bad,” you answer, but the grin on your lips betrays your thoughts.

“The other arm is very painful too, you know?”

“Fishing for attention, now?”

“Only massages for my sore muscles.”

“Oh… well, I wanted to give you a kiss, but as you just need some massage…”

“I won’t pass on a kiss, though.”

“Too late! Lost your chance.”

But the next second, he’s wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close as you rest your hands on his upper arms, still rubbing his skin.

“Never too late for a kiss,” he grins, leaning in and kissing you for a rather long while.

“You’re sweaty,” you point out after he finally frees you from his tight embrace.

“And? Disgusting?”

“Weirdly enough, not really.”

He raises an eyebrow.

“Sexy?”

“Rather, yes.”

“You have to stop all this… flirtation. Innuendo. Temptation… or we’ll never finish our training session.”

You laugh at that, replacing Ben under the bar to do pull-ups too. He helps you by holding your legs for the last couple of tractions, and rewards you with some water and a couple of pecks in your hair.

“You’re sweaty too,” it’s his turn to point it out.

“And? Disgusting?” you ask, playing a long.

“Not gonna lie… it’s kinda gross.”

You swat him playfully on the shoulder, both of you laughing at the teasing.

“I’m obviously kidding. You are always gorgeous,” he corrects himself, and you roll your eyes.

“Sweet-talking your way out of trouble, as always…”

“Absolutely not. Just stating facts. We should do sit-ups now, let our arms rest a bit before we do push-ups.”

You nod in agreement, putting your bottle away.

You hold Ben’s feet when he lies down, knees bent. When he sits up, his face coming to your level again, you lean to press a kiss to his lips, making him giggle in surprise.

You’re too adorable, he can’t help it. Because he can’t say he enjoys this kind of workout sessions, but you make them unbearably more fun…

“Nice reward,” he grins, stealing another kiss before lying back down.

“I think so too. You’ll have to give me those too…” you’re interrupted by his lips as he comes up again, “…when it’s my turn.”

“Deal,” he smiles, pecking your lips once more.

And he does. Once it’s your time to get to work, he gives you kisses every time. You do a few more just to steal kisses, and he notices, but he doesn’t complain.

You’re the one to start with the push-ups next, and Ben would be lying if he claimed to have kept a perfect count throughout the exercise. Because he didn’t think seeing you sweaty and huffing and exhausted could look sexy… outside of a bedroom, that is. But it is, one thousand percent. And he kind of gets why you wanted to see one more pull-up before. Because now your muscles are flexing, and your hair clings to your temples, and you have that determined look on your face he finds absolutely endearing…

“How many do I have left?” you ask, struggling to breathe, your forearms shaking slightly as you hold yourself up.

“Two,” he claims, giving a random number as his brain has stopped functioning long minutes ago.

“Right…”

He counts with you to cheer you up, and he can’t help but laugh when you let yourself crash on the mat when you’re done.

You let out a dramatic moan, making his laughter double.

“Poor baby!” he coos, kneeling next to you and running his fingers through your hair. “Come on, my turn, and then we’re done for today.”

You turn your head towards him, just enough to look at him.

“Can we get a coffee afterwards?” you ask in a shy tone.

“Sure, I’ll get you coffee,” Ben nods, smiling, voice tender.

“And my shoulders hurt a lot,” you complain in a baby voice.

“Awww…”

“Can I get a massage afterwards?”

“Yes, you can.”

“And a shower with you?”

“Yes, we can take a shower together.”

“And sex in the shower?”

He explods with laughter, while you chuckle, a mischievous smile on your lips.

“You’re unbelievable,” he answers with fondness, shaking his head.

“Is that a yes?”

“Undoubtedly. Have I ever said no to that kind of offer?”

“Don’t know… seeing me like this could kill my sex-appeal for good.”

“Actually, you doing these push-ups was rather hot.”

“Really?”

He nods, standing again.

“Come on! My turn! Hurry up, we have many things to do after this. And some I’m very excited about.”

There’s flirt in his crooked smile, it oozes charms and his voice grows huskier as he speaks. You can’t help the way your heart skips a beat.

But you don’t move just yet, groaning at your painful muscles.

Ben chuckles, standing over you, his arms crossed before his chest.

“I do have a very nice view of your ass from up here, so I can’t say that I’m willing to complain about you lying down like this a little longer… but you have to move if you want this session to end.”

You smile while Ben bends to pinch your thigh through your leggings, making you squeal and let out a bright wave of laughter.

“I knew you loved my arse,” you answer proudly, wriggling happily on the floor as you turn to lay on your back.

Ben rolls his eyes.

“I do tell you every single day how beautiful you are, my darling,” he reminds you, shaking his head with a tender smile.

“You do,” you nod, your smile matching his. “But it never gets old.”

“Why do you think I married you in the first place?”

“My money?”

“I wish. It would have gotten me in less trouble than your pretty arse.”

“When did I get you into trouble?”

“Every single day since we met.”

“Fair enough…”

You laugh, and finally sit up, until an idea crosses your mind, and you choose to lie back down.

You have a mischievous on your lips, and Ben looks at you warily.

“I’ve got an idea!”

“Hmm… and a terrible one, judging by that smirk on your face. What did I just say about trouble, again?”

“Come on! In position!” you order, ignoring him. “You’re gonna do your push-ups above me.”

His eyes grow round.

“What?”

“Come on! In position!”

He hesitates for a second, but he’s too used to your antics to argue. He knows you’ll end up convincing him anyway, so he rolls his eyes again, for good measure, but complies. He holds himself up above you.

“Like that?” he asks, frowning a little.

But you nod.

“Now, do a push-up!”

“I’m going to crush you, darling,” he argues, an amused smile on his lips.

“Of course not! Come on! Do a push-up!”

“It won’t work…”

“Stop arguing! And do it! Trust me!”

“You? You’re a mischief maker, I don’t trust you one bit.”

“Ouch, that hurts! To your own wife!”

“You heard me.”

But he bends down anyway, bringing his body against you, and as you kiss him when he gets down, right before he would pull himself up again. He chuckles, struggling to keep his balance as his body shakes with laughter, and you soon join him.

“So, that was your evil plan, huh?” he asks, still laughing.

“Devilish, right?”

“Outrageously so!”

“Good plan, huh?”

“Great plan. Might want to test it again.”

“Please, do.”

And he does, leaning down to reach your lips before pulling up. He has a precise number to follow for his routine, but he’s lost count, too busy staring at your beautiful eyes, and longing for your lips everytime he has to pull away, and his muscles are sore anyway, and he’s tired, and he just wants you close…

You let out a surprised huffing noise when he lets himself fall on top of you, before you both explode with laughter.

“Now, you’re crushing me, lovely!”

He lets out a dramatic grunt, shifting to get more comfortable, resting his cheek on your chest. You merely chuckle in response, holding him close.

“That was a good session.”

He hums in agreement, holding you tight.

“Yeah… I’m very sweaty and very sore. Apparently, it’s a good sign.”

“Undoubtedly.”

“It was fun though. You make these things fun.”

“Yeah, you do too.”

“What time is it? I could easily take a nap like this.”

“No idea. But you can’t fall asleep, you’ve promised me lots of things after the gym!”

“Really? I have no memory of that whatsoever.”

“You’ve promised some coffee…”

“Hmm…”

“Some massage…”

“Ha, did I?”

“You did. And also some sex.”

“Ha, yes,” he looks up at you at that, mischief back on his ridiculously handsome features. “In the shower, I think…”

“Yes, precisely.”

“Well, can’t keep my wife waiting for that.”

“You can’t indeed.”

You’re about to kiss when you hear the door of the gym open, and you turn to find Freddy, Calahan and Patrick staring at you with wide-eyes.

“We were doing push-ups,” you explain with a grin, but even Ben laughs at that.

Freddy puts down his bottle on a bench while you and Ben get back to your feet.

“I swear, if you’ve done anything sexual in this room, I will channel my inner Crow to kill you both.”

But as a response, you merely laugh, wishing for your three colleagues a good training session, while you gather your things and head for home.

Busy schedule ahead, after all…

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#ben barnes #ben barnes x reader #ben barnes x y/n #ben barnes x you #ben barnes fanfiction #ben barnes fanfic #ben barnes oneshot #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #one shot

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neth-cactus · 3 months

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iiiii ummm uhhh little drawings from the fic cus i fixated on my own writting jabsjwhdhe i have a looot to talk about so i will do it under the cut, the fic link will also be here

my girly pop, its weird posting stuff on ao3 but like shes there, the whole fic is me posting random little stuff i wrote on a whim so it will be noticeable dhbfjsjd also warning I might have made everyone a biiit out of character so im kinda sorry lols

now for fun notes and stuff about the chapters i did not add to the end notes

"The sun shines bright" not much to not other than after this clover's hand hurt for like a day and flowey bullied the peck out of them,,, also this is the only time flowey calls clover an idiot on this fic

"The flower pot incident" after the end clover spends like 10 minutes explaining everything about flowey, but he explains it like a little kid would, making it confusing as hell, so ceroba gives up and just like pats him and tells them to be good or smth, it was the same with everyone else

also bad quality comic of how the pot came to be

"What kind of milk were you?" the song came in as i was finishing the chapter and it fitted so well i named the chapter after it, as i mentioned it was me like poking gently to clover's life before the underground, his thought process was mostly thinking marlet was angry at them over doing the dishes in "secret" idk how to explain it but yeah :( poor little fella, also as noted at the end, flowey observed all happening and just like kept in mind

"Sewing back the pieces" I loved imagining how clover's room looked, and i had to include it, more joking around from the best friends, id like to think clover knows how to sew but they are just a bit clumsy with the needle, also those things are slippery...

"The calm before the mall" I feel proud about the title pun(? but this is also what i kind of meant with flowey keeping things on mind, by the time of this chapter a bit of time has passed of them living with humans, and flowey knows how stuff can be and how clover is a biiit shy so thats why the warning was persistent, it didnt work but meh

"Fertilizer is a fun word" IT IS A FUN WORD i love writing it lol, but seriously, i tried exemplifying more the thing of clover not speaking a lot so flowey does most of the talking for them, they do speak a bit but its short sentences and very quietly,

"You are just a boy, you are no man" this one will be long again the song fitted and it came on while writing the middle lol, clover does not know very well about the whole story with chara, but they do know that buttercups are meaningful in some sort of way for flowey so thats why they picked them, now is fun to note that the comments about their friends being monsters did bother clover but the one comment that like spilled the cup was the age one, that one hit deep and thats why they reacted that way, also the amount of people did not bother clover that much when they arrived but like the panic and stuff made them very aware of everyone around and med everything worse so ye, lastly, another time flowey calls someone idiot, this time dalv (sorry king)

i think thats all, if there's a specific choice yall are curios about feel free to tell me :3 i will probably have an answer for it

#neth draws #neth rambles #this post deserves it loll #undertale yellow #undertale yellow clover #undertale yellow flowey #undertale yellow dalv #undertale yellow starlo

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bruciemilf · 2 years

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You're take on Jason being an ultimate daddy's boy and Tim being the estranged son of the family gives me so much serotonin!!!!

Especially Tim being estranged from Bruce. There's just so many vibes it could have like: is Tim aware he's estranged from his family? Does he care? Or b like is he hiding from them because he loves them but his parents died and he isn't ready to have another dad yet?

I also see Tim as doing a lot of the emotional labor in the family, so he's just... Vibing on the other side of the country and trying to help his siblings figure out what's going on with Bruce but they really don't understand the difference between "hn" and "hnn" and they have wildly different meanings. So more often then not he's just vetaing back to Gotham to help with that. Its how you get him to come home.

IIIII LOVE THATTT so much! I especially love Tim interpreting things differently, because his formative? He's self-raised and ' low maintenance ' and got along with loneliness just fine.

So he'd understand if he was left alone. It's hard to feel lonely when you've never known anything different. Bruce isn't and wasn't like that. He was given attention, and love, and effort before Thomas and Martha couldn't give it to him anymore.

So he can't understand why Tim would think he'd be a low effort parent; He doesn't know how to be anything else. What Tim considers to be over-kill (Bruce remembering his interests, key details, likes, dislikes, valuing his opinions, etc) Bruce considers the bare minimum.

Jason, too; Jason isn't like Tim. He doesn't take Bruce's parenting as too much. He takes it as never enough, actually.

Not in a negative way (not fully) but all the affection and the mother henning and the babying Bruce does - That's his, and he can't take enough of it.

Even if he acts like he hates it, he never wants it to stop. Tim is a kid who grew up too soon, and Jason is a kid who died too early, and that reflects in their behaviours, to me.

Jason never cared that Tim took his place as Robin. He resented him for taking his place as Bruce's son.

Even if Bruce always says none of them are expandable, it felt that way, and Tim can't really understand because what's so precious about parents? What's so desirable, what's so enticing about a loving father?

" Everything is." Jason tells him once. " Be apart of this family, or don't. You can't have it both ways. Not with Bruce, and not with me."

And Tim... could learn to adapt to that.

#I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR #i raise you: tim slowly becoming just as possessive and clingy as jason is once he realizes how much bruce loves him #bruce wayne #tim drake #jason todd #batfamily #batdad #asks #bruce wayne is a good dad

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emomanswhore · 2 years

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as soon as you said "soft dom" my body tingled....... now I'm bout to deep dive into connor........ sorry for the mini drabble, my mind just went haywire

YES I THINK CONNOR IS A SOFT FUCKING DOM, but I also think he's a pleasure dom, he's just really gentle and sweet yk :') with every and anything. but he's really adamant when you two have sex.

he'd be all sweet, just so sweet. kissing on your neck, cupping your tits in his hand while he's fucking you. just so slow and gentle. you have tears splashing on your cheeks cause you want him to be rougher with you, but he thinks he's gonna hurt you. nine times out ten he'll just eat you out to make up for it :( he doesn't think he can do it right, he thinks he'll dig too deep, or fill you up too much cause your moans of pleasure make him spill buckets.

"you sure, baby? i-i don't want to hurt you." you'd wrap your legs around his torso just so he'd be trapped. so you could feel him, all of him. nice and deep, it makes your body twitch. and it makes him flustered, his whole face and the tip of his nose grow red, and you just giggle cause you love seeing him like this. "you won't hurt me, promise." his dick's getting squeezed so tightly, so he knows you must like it. he takes note. they like it, they squeeze me tighter when I'm deeper.

his LED turns red. he's going against what he does, like every time he's doing more damning things with you. he doesn't want to hurt you. it's against his character. but when you moan like that. when you grind your hips like that. nibble on your lip, play with your tits. "just like that." you moan as he thrust. "fuck me... nghh!- just like that.

you thought you'd have to press him for it. but after begging him so much just to do with you as he pleases he's finally getting it. but he always makes sure your feeling good. you look at him with such glossy eyes. they sparkle, even while they fall shut. you can feel him just moving in you.

even while he's pounding in you it feels like he's taking care of you. your fingers are intertwined with his own, and with the other, he's playing with your clit. rubbing the perky bud as you twitch all around him. "fucking you like this," he takes a deep breath and kisses your lips before he continues, "makes you wanna cum already?"

this android knows when you're gonna cum before you do. he can feel how wet you get around his cock. how you start to grow really wet and warm in the back. that spongy spot that he reaches with ease twitches against the tip of his dick. "mhmm, knew y' could." you slur like a drunk. when he slams his hips little spurts of liquid rush out of your pussy.

"I'll keep doing it like this okay? just make sure you cum a lot for me. can you do that for me, baby, if I do it like this?

and all of a sudden i'm horny, wow👩🏽‍🦯 HAVE I NO SHAME!?

sin sin sin sin sin Sin SIn SIN SIN SINNNNNN IIIII JUST I I JUST I I

I LITERALLY FELT A GUSH OF SOMETHING COME POURING OUT ME- LIKE YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I HAD TO KEEP PAUSING AND LOOK AWAY FROM MY SCREEN ?????? TOO MANY 🧎🏽‍♀️my pussy is weeping and crying for this android to get inside of me. i want him NOW.

FIRST OF ALL THE FACT THAT YOU CAME UP WITH THIS IS IN LIKE 10 MINUTES, YOUR BRAIN IS SO POWERFUL LIKE HOOWWW ????? SECOND OF ALL, the red led lights ?? good fuckin god, i felt a wave of heat come from my body and im 1000% sure you put me in heat. and the whole time i’ve just been thinking abt the audio of him…. just imagine how sweet he sounds with that, “can you do that for me baby ? if i do it like this ?” LOORRRDDDD I WANNA FUCK THE NUTS N BOLTS OUT THIS ROBOT SO BAD MAN 💢⭕️💢⭕️

#gaming%!🎮#library.📚#detroit become human.📁/DBH #dbh connor #connor smut #soft dom n pleasure dom connor agenda #i almost didn’t wanna answer this and wanted to keep this to myself in my inbox #this was so good sin you literally made my entire night with service dom connor #thank you for blessing me i will never stop thinking about this for the rest of the day #i hope you know you ain’t going NOWHERE and every thing abt connor i find will be in your inbox #IM LITERALLY THROBBING AND GUSHING RNNNN SINNNN

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owlwithanapple · 2 months

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Fate Chapter 04. — Law

Roronoa Zoro X OC X Trafalgar Law

The story tells about the encounter between Yuki and the Straw Hat Pirates from different worlds and different eras.

After disembarking, you looked around to see the island was filled with a carnival atmosphere. The cities on the island were decorated with colorful themes and there were super-large street markets.

The city looks very lively and bustling with crowds of people. Various large-scale activities are held in the town. Many stalls have games to play, just like a cultural festival held by your school.

Nami said that this island holds a large-scale carnival once a year to commemorate a special festival. Of course, it is also a famous attraction, so it attracts a lot of people.

After hearing this, you followed them closely, fearing that you would get lost in this situation. This place is not like your world where you can report on missing children in the city center. If you get lost here, the consequences will be disastrous.

There are several fishing boats near the pier where fishermen gather. A little further walk is the location of Thousand Sunny. You can rely on the key points of those fishing boats to remember how to get back.

Nami put her hands on waist, "Okay! Now go have fun. Remember not to get into trouble!" She pointed at Luffy fiercely.

Luffy looked away and pouted, "IIIII know..."

"Yohohoho...Then I'll hang out with Luffy, Ussop and Franky." Brook followed the other three.

"Chopper and I are responsible for buying supplies." Sanji lit a cigarette.

"Then...Zoro, come with us. We need to buy some clothes for Yuki, also need help with getting things and escorts." Nami named Zoro to go with her.

Zoro crossed his hands and sighed impatiently, "I won't accompany you."

Robin said in a calm tone, "Zoro, I think it would be better to come with us."

"Yuki-chwan~Nami-swan~Robin-chwan~, I am willing to be your escort!" Sanji's eyes were full of love and he raised his hand to volunteer and recommend himself.

Chopper pulled Sanji and jumped around, "Hey! Sanji! We agreed to buy supplies together!"

Zoro's expression is impatient now, but Robin said that he is no sense of direction, so you should keep an eye on him, especially in crowded places.

There are many people here, and the place is large and crowded. It would be very troublesome if really lost. There seems to be no lost children center in the world to report. You also agree with Robin's suggestion it would be more peaceful for Zoro to follow.

You pulled Zoro's sleeve slightly, "Aren't you coming?"

You actually just asked him with a normal expression. But he turned his head, he saw you looking so cute for some reason. Could it be that he was influenced by Sanji to beautify women? He shook his head to dispel this fantasy.

Robin approached the two of you "Zoro, are you feeling unwell?"

He stretched out his hand said, "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy from the heat."

"Ha! Marimo who drinks too much will have brain problems." Sanji laughed at him by spitting out cigarette smoke.

Zoro looked down upon him unconvinced and said, "Say it once."

The two of them started to quarrel as soon as they disagreed. Although they didn't fight, they expressed their dissatisfaction in words. Nami couldn't bear it and punched them both on the back of the head.

"What are you two idiots doing!" Nami was numb to their incompatibility, and punched them without hesitation.

Nami is sweet on the outside but terrifying on the inside. Her position in the Straw Hat Pirates is a navigator. Her strength cannot be underestimated. Look at the areas where they were beaten were all swollen into lumps.

Chopper was biting on Sanji's feet because he was going to be your escort and abandoned Chopper. Robin bought a marshmallow and handed it to Chopper to please him.

"Robin~You're the best~" Chopper ate the marshmallow.

Robin touched Chopper's head and said, "Hehehe, it's best if you are happy."

On the side, Nami is giving a harsh lecture to the two people. You know that the enemies they are fighting are very powerful, but you feel that Nami is particularly difficult to deal with in the Straw Hat Pirates.

"Nami, calm down." You stood in front of Nami tried to calm her down.

Nami suddenly regained her fighting spirit said, "Yuki, don't pamper them."

You put your hands in front because you were scared,"I didn't..."

The job was a simple job for Zoro, because he had nothing to do. Seeing you being nagged by Nami, he was a little impatient, but still compromised for your sake.

"Let's go." Suddenly Zoro walked towards you ignoring Sanji.

"Really?!" Your eyes lit up.

After he finished speaking, he just smiled at you. Although his expression didn't look very happy, since he was willing to come, you were very happy.

"Let's go Sanji." Chopper grew bigger and pulled Sanji away.

Sanji's expression was full of despair, "I want to be~" He wailed but still pulled away.

It became a little quieter after Sanji and Chopper walked away without hearing his screams. You know Sanji volunteered to be a guard, but as a chef, he still prioritized replenishing supplies.

You and Zoro looked at each other, he just glance at you and avoid your eyes. You didn't pay much attention to it, but you pulled Zoro's sleeves and followed behind Nami and Robin.

He was walking behind while you holding his sleeves. From the back, your petite figure and short height were very different from his. There was simply a height difference between the two of you, as if you were as cute as a little girl.

"Cute." He just thinking but accidentally let it slip.

"Huh? What did you say?" You turned to look at his face.

Nami stood at the clothes stall shouted and waved to you two, "What are you doing? Come here!"

"Okay!" You run away quickly.

He crossed his arms and followed slowly. He breathed a sigh of relief was glad that he no longer has any undue thoughts about you. He knew that you were a brave and lovely girl, and it was normal to have wrong intentions when looking at your face.

He didn't get close to you, he just found a cool place to stand aside and wait, his eyes never leaving you. After all, there could be danger at any time due to the crowd, so he was alert to the people around.

But don’t understand what’s going on in his heart. He is obviously used to all kinds of women, but you are like a rare girl. He just has an inexplicable feeling affecting him.

You are special, people from different worlds, it is good to be different and fit in with them. But when he thought you might go back any time, his heart ached and sad, he didn't know what was wrong with him.

If you really choose to go back, it is your decision and destiny. He has no right to keep you. He can only live with you now and cherish every moment.

"Zoro! Look! This one looks good!" You showed him a light blue dress.

Zoro just smiled softly "Yeah, it looks good."

Your smiling expression felt so sweet to him. Everyone has a smile, but only your smile makes him happy. Maybe this is your charm that can lift his mood.

"Take it." Nami handed a pile of purchased clothes to Zoro.

Zoro was dumbfounded "Buy so much?!"

"Hehehe, it's cheap and affordable." Robin chuckled.

He really admired that girls could buy so many clothes. It was only one or two sets of clothes a day, the purchases were piled up. In desperation, he still obediently helped you carry a bunch of bags full of clothes.

Robin gave you a straw hat with a bow. You were very happy and put it on. In such a hot weather, it would be extremely cool to wear a hat with an electric fan. The temperature here is still hot compared to the summer in your world.

At this time, the crowd was surging, like something was about to happen. Some people wearing colorful costumes pass by you and heard people saying there will be a wonderful performance later.

"The performance is about to begin, please take your seats quickly!" Someone wearing a colorful performance costume shouted loudly.

As soon as the crowd heard this announcement, they suddenly started to make a noise and ran towards the stage with great interest. Before you knew it, you were already overwhelmed by the crowd and could not control it.

"Yuki!" Zoro yelled at you.

You heard Zoro kept calling you, when you turned in his direction, you were already separated by a distance. You were squeezed into the crowd couldn't get out.

In the chaotic situation, you have no choice follow the direction of the crowd for the time being and wait for a while before finding a way. This performance is really attractive and can make everyone run to watch it with excitement.

After a while, the crowd was no longer so crowded, you took the opportunity to sneak out and breathed a sigh of relief. Although you didn't know what the performance was, it should be very exciting and attract everyone's attention.

When you reached out to fix your hair, you found that the hat was missing. Robin had just given it to you and you lost it by accident. You began to look around nervously for the hat, which was probably lost in the chaos.

"My hat..." You reflected on yourself in frustration, how could you be so stupid that you could even lose a hat.

When you were still depressed and lost, someone approached you, you didn’t notice that someone was standing next to you, only focused on your own unhappiness. The person approaching you called you several times but you didn’t give any response.

He poked your shoulder with his scabbard "Oi..."

"Ah! Sorry! I didn't notice!" You were startled.

A man wearing a white hat with black spots, black coat, backpack, a long katana on his shoulder, unique style tattoos on his hands and chest stands next to you .

"Take it..." He handed a straw hat to you.

It was a bit scary to face a stranger alone in this strange place without their company, but when you saw the straw hat in his hand, you swallowed hard and took it, "Thank you."

You accidentally saw that even his fingers were tattooed with the word "DEATH". Why do you feel that this guy is so sinister, and whole body exudes a punk and gothic charm.

Is he a swordsman? As far as you know, the swordsmen of the Straw Hat Pirates include Zoro and Brook. Even if they are the same swordsmen, their temperaments will be completely different. You know that Zoro is a strong and muscular type, and he feels like exudes a strange aura.

He noticed you were staring at him "What are you looking at?"

"Eh? I'm sorry!" You bowed to him to apologize. Although Robin told you there was no need to do this here, you still did it naturally as an instinctive reaction.

Although he is stern, his appearance is a little scary, which is his unique side. You feel a little scared and quickly apologize then leave immediately. Without paying attention, you are suddenly hit by a passerby running over and fall to the ground.

"Sorry." The person who bumped into you apologized casually and ran away.

"Oi..." Someone reaches out to you.

You looked up and saw the man who had just helped you pick up your hat was reaching out to you. You were a little shocked, but still held his hand and stood up slowly, brushing off the stain on your pants and sighing.

"Thank you." You bow politely to express your gratitude.

"No need." He looked aside and said coldly.

You looked around still didn't see anyone else, hoping that Zoro hadn't gotten separated from the others. You were really worried when Robin said he was a super roadie.

"You are not a local." Suddenly he spoke.

Did he see through you? After all you're acting strangely "What do you mean?"

"Nothing..." He lowered his hat to cover his eyes.

You have no choice but try to ask him for directions, "How do I get to the pier?"

He sighed and pointed in one direction, "Go to the road sign ahead. Turn left there and you can see the sea. That's the pier."

So glad he’s willing to show you the way “Thank you so much!”

After you finished speaking, you immediately turned around and left. There was a man moving boxes at the same time and heading in the same direction as you. When you almost bumped into him, a pair of hands pulled you back.

"Oi...be careful when you walk."

The tattoo with the word DEATH on the hand resting on your shoulder came from the man just now. You was very embarrassed when he saw you confused and twice , you wanted to drill a hole to hide.

"Erm... I'm causing you trouble." You clenched your hands in embarrassment.

He let go of his hand and said expressionlessly, "Watch the road when you walk."

"Okay..." You are still in an awkward situation.

He sighed put his hand on the back of his neck "Are you alone?"

"I got separated from my friend..." You looked at his expression as if he was thinking about something.

He stamped his feet, crossed his arms and frowned,"You don't look like a local. It's your first time here?"

You blinked and thought about how to answer him so as not to sound suspicious, "Yes..."

This man feels so cold but very considerate. You are just strangers but he is willing to help you. You are so lucky to meet him with kindness. You really don't know how to thank him.

If in the previous world, you were alone in a strange place, you would encounter people with evil intentions at any time. In a world with poor public security, there were some thoughtful people, so you should really pay attention to your own safety when you go out.

He rubbed his chin tilted his head, curious that you had no reaction to him. "Do you know me?"

You also tilted your head said, "Which celebrity are you?"

"Celebrity? What is that?" His expression showed that never heard this word.

You were so panicked and waved your hands to change the topic, "It's okay! I'm leaving first!"

This time you carefully turned your head to make sure no one was passing by before leaving. The tattooed man seemed to notice something strange in the way he looked at you. He did not expose you directly but observed in a low-key manner.

With an uneasy mentality, you followed the route he told you, hoping to reach the pier without any problems. As you walked, you looked around see everyone enjoying themselves.

You want to enjoy seasonal activities but afraid if get into trouble or forgotten by them, it will really be over. You looked around and there was no sign of them. Now all you can do is wait at the pier.

"Miss, are you alone? Do you want to play with us~" Suddenly someone grabbed your shoulder.

Several men surrounded you. You had an ominous feeling and tried to break free. "I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do and I have to find my friend."

"Just for a moment~" He grabbed you harder.

"You're so popular." The tattooed man approached you.

"Want to join us?" The person who captured you showed a sinister and cunning expression to the tattooed man.

You gritted your teeth and panicked, looking at their conniving looks, "Are you on the same side as them?"

"How is that possible?" The tattooed man raised his hand made a movement to create a hemispherical space to surround you and those people.

Suddenly your shoulders felt a lot lighter. In the blink of an eye, those few people and the hemispherical space also disappeared. Could it be that he has the same special abilities as Luffy.

Thanks to his rescue, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous. But when you look around, those people are no longer in your sight. What on earth did this tattooed man do? Where did those people go?

"I can't repay you now, I only can say thank you." You said simply with a smile on your face.

He scratched his head, "You're welcome. I'm just curious something."

You listen carefully "What?"

"Where are you from..." He looked directly with a serious expression.

His expression has already revealed his doubts. If you want to change the subject, it might be difficult. There is no other way. You can simply tell him something first and ask him how he noticed something strange about you.

"Let's sit down and chat somewhere." You looked at the street stall not far away.

After you and the tattooed man walked to find a seat and sat down, you did not put your hands on the table but clasped them together under the table. You were not a sharp person, unlike him who could immediately detect something strange even though his eyes were fierce.

He took off his backpack and placed it next to the chair, placed his sword on the table. The scabbard was engraved with a small "cross" pattern from top to bottom, tied with a red drawstring, and had furry protectors on its handguards. .

Without hesitation, you spoke first, hoping that he could answer your doubtful question clearly, "Did I do something that makes you weird?"

He crossed his legs and hands, "A little."

His reply left you speechless, "I understand..."

"You don't know me?" He asked calmly.

You shook your head, "I really don't know you. Did you recognize with the wrong person?"

He tilted his head and stared at you "Have you ever seen Bounty?"

"Is there a bounty in this world? Where can I see it?" You were excited and curious to hear because there was no such thing as a bounty in the previous world.

His brows raised slightly, "This world? You don't understand bounties?"

Realizing that something was wrong, you clenched your hands and put away excitement and curiosity. You already made him find something suspicious, "I..."

The tattooed man showed a sinister expression, "Who are you?"

"Would you believe if I were from a different world and era?" You asked him vaguely, showing a serious attitude.

"Interesting." He said with an evil smile on his face.

You have aroused his interest and attention, so you take advantage of this and say, "If you want to know who I am, basically have to introduce yourself first."

"My name is Law..." He still kept his evil smile.

His name is Law? Doesn’t Law mean law? His image doesn't fit well with the law, but you are somewhat interested in him. "My name is Yuki."

You looked around saw Sanji's back in the crowd. You were so lucky to meet him in the huge crowd. You could finally return to everyone. You stood up and said goodbye to Law without hesitation.

"Law, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I found my friend. Let's talk next time if we have the chance." You winked at him left your seat and ran into the crowd.

"Oi!" He stood up looked at you running into the crowd and shook his head, "When is the next time?" He secretly rejoiced that he was interested in you. He was a well-known figure in the pirate world, regardless of the bounty or reputation.

When you met him, you didn't run away, but looked confused and clueless. He was very sure that you were definitely different. What do you mean when you say you are not from the same world? He once heard an ancient legend that can bring people from another world.

He felt a little regretful before he could stop you from continuing to investigate the truth. If that ancient legend was true, it would be worth researching. But now that you have run away, he is very upset that there is no opportunity for research.

“Minamina shima wa atakai～Paina-puru puru～”

"Mugiwara-ya..." Law happened to pass by Luffy humming a strange song and Usopp nibbling food.

Usopp immediately pulled Luffy when he heard it, "Oh, what a coincidence."

"Torao!" Luffy jumped up excitedly.

Usopp was curious that there were no other crew members around Law, "Are you alone?"

"I and the other crew members are temporarily separated to deal with matters. I would temporarily join your ship." Law put on his backpack, picked up the scabbard and left his seat.

"Okay! Welcome!" Luffy jumped onto Law's shoulder and smiled.

"Come down! Mugiwara-ya!" Law was trying to get rid of Luffy.

Usopp didn't stop them but just stood by and watched "Hahaha!"

At this time, you finally saw Sanji and Chopper who have bought supplies in the huge crowd. You hurried to follow because you were afraid of getting lost again, and you didn't want Nami and the others to worry.

"Sanji! Wait for me!" you yelled.

He turned around saw you squatting on the ground panting, "Yuki-chwan?! Aren't you with Nami-swan and the others?"

You hugged your feet shook your head, "I got lost just now. Are you going back?"

Sanji knelt down in front and caressed your head, "Yes, let's go back together."

Chopper took a bite of marshmallow and gave you a little bit. "Would you like a bite?"

"Thank you, Chopper." You cried while hugging Chopper.

"Yuki?! Why are you crying!" Chopper panicked and struggled to comfort you.

You finally got rid of the uneasiness in your heart. The image of you being alone has been circulating in your mind. You are really afraid of being overwhelmed by loneliness, tears are filling your eyes and flowing down unconsciously.

Sanji panicked and caressed your back, "Did someone bully you? Or are you feeling uncomfortable?"

You buried your face in Chopper's furry back. "It's okay. I just feel relieved that I found you."

"It's okay. Let's go back together." Sanji stood up and stretched out his hand to give you a hand.

You held his hand and stood up slowly, holding Chopper in your hands. "Yeah!" You smiled brightly.

You carry a bag of supplies and Chopper follow Sanji to the pier to gather. The three of you were talking and laughing along the way, but Sanji couldn't bear to see you holding heavy objects, so he took what was in your hand.

"Yuki-chwan...I want to say something." Sanji said with a serious expression.

You took a bite of Chopper's marshmallow "What's wrong?"

He blushed a little and looked at your face, "We seem to be a family of three..."

"Hahaha, it looks true from the outside." You laughed.

"If Sanji is the father, then I want unlimited marshmallows." Chopper waved the marshmallows in his hand.

You rub your cheek against Chopper's back, "Be careful of cavities~"

"Hahahaha! Don't rub against me! Stop! It's so ticklish!" Chopper laughed and struggled as his back was tickled by you.

Sanji looked at the two of you playing gently, "Hehehe, I'm so happy at this moment."

"Huh?" Sanji said something make you care.

He shook his head looked ahead, "We're almost there~" and smiled.

In the situation just now, you cared about what Sanji said, but his expression was particularly gentle. It must be something good happened to him. You didn't mind and didn't pursue it, you just happily followed Sanji to the pier.

After arriving, everyone except Luffy and Usopp sat together and waited. Zoro stood up immediately when he saw you, his expression seemed tense and worried.

"Yuki! Are you okay? Did you get hurt by the crowd just now?" Nami ran towards you to check if there any injuries.

Robin came over and said, "It's great you're back safely. We couldn't find you just now."

"Yohoho, Yuki-san is fine." Brook patted your head.

"Su~per~" Franky drank a soda.

The sudden concern made you hard to get used to, but you were happy in your heart. The corners of your mouth raised slightly to show a smile, "I'm back, everyone."

"Then let's move the things onto the shit first." Nami raised her hand and suggested.

Brook suggested, "Zoro and Yuki-san, please wait us here for a moment."

Except for you and Zoro, everyone else has loaded the supplies onto the ship. While waiting, you sit down to rest and fan yourself with your hands. The combination of the hot weather and carnival is really exciting.

You fanned yourself with your hands, "Luffy and Usopp don't know what's going on..."

"It should be fine." Zoro's expression was calm but slowly approached you.

A bit inexplicable "Zoro...do you have something to tell me?"

He stamped his feet and hands on the back of his head, as if he was worried about something. "As long as you...are safe..." His cheeks were slightly red.

He was always silent but always cared about people in his heart. Your heartbeat suddenly accelerated for a moment. Maybe it was because the weather was too hot and emotions were a little confusing so you didn't care so much.

"Hehehe, thank you for your concern." You swayed your legs.

"Yeah." Zoro raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

During the waiting period, the two of you fell into a state of silence and no communication. Zoro's expression could not reveal his inner thoughts at all. You started to be in a daze when nothing to do. Zoro suddenly stood in front of you and looked down at you.

You looked up at him "What's wrong?"

"This is for you." He handed you a blue hairband with a flower pattern.

You stood up and faced him. "Really? It's so beautiful! Thank you Zoro!" You took care of it carefully.

"Do you like it?" Zoro was a little nervous because you were face to face with him, and despite the height difference, you were so close.

"I love it so much!" You tied on your hair.

Zoro's hand unconsciously caressed your cheek "It looks great with you."

For some reason your heart skipped a beat again. "You're so sweet."

The two of you are in a subtle relationship and not very familiar friends. It happens that you are together because of Nakama. It is a bit strange not to hate the current atmosphere.

"Zo~rooo~" Luffy's voice came.

"Yahoo~" Usopp also greeted.

"Luffy! Usopp! You guys bought so much!" You ran towards them excitedly.

Zoro was a little embarrassed by the sudden interruption, but he felt relieved when saw you were genuinely happy. His heart was healed when your reaction receiving the hairband was so cute.

"I'll buy you two some local delicacies." Usopp handed the food to you and Zoro.

"Thanks." Zoro started eating.

"Hehehehe! The roast chicken here is delicious!" Luffy took a big bite of the meat.

You mustered up the courage to try the food Usopp bought, which looked like a sandwich. There is a layer of bread filled with vegetables, a few slices of unknown meat and a secret sauce. You take a bite and slowly chew it in your mouth before swallowing. The appearance of this meal is somewhat similar to the cuisine in your world.

"How does it taste?" Usopp was a little nervous, worried that it wouldn't be to your liking.

"Usopp, what kind of meat is this?" You pointed at the bread curiously.

The bread has a rich buttery aroma, the grilled meat tastes delicious with the secret sauce, but the bite of the meat is a bit rough. What kind of creature has such a texture?

"The crocodile meat at this stall is so delicious! You can smell the meat when you walk by!" Luffy said loudly.

"Crocodile meat!?" You looked at Luffy then the sandwich in hand.

"Have you never eaten?" Zoro came over.

You gulped when heard the ingredients, "I don't eat or see crocodile meat in my world."

"Your world?" Suddenly a familiar voice.

A man came up behind Luffy, it was the tattooed man Law! Could it be that he followed you all the way, but it should be difficult for him to find you in the crowd, but now he is standing in front of you.

"Hey, Torao..." Zoro greeted.

"Roronoa-ya..." Law nodded and greeted back casually.

"Do you know each other?" You felt uncomfortable and curious.

Usopp explained awkwardly, "Luffy's friend is also a member of our alliance."

Law sighed expressionlessly, "Is this the new Nakama you're talking about?"

A loud laugh came from Luffy's mouth and he pointed at you "That's right Torao! That's her! Yuki from a different world!"

This guy really didn't expect that he was actually Luffy's friend. Since he is his friend, Law should know about you if Luffy explains in detail.

"Hey, we meet again." Law walked towards you step by step.

Subconsciously, you stepped back step by step. Although you knew who he was, he exuded a fierce aura. "I... I really didn't expect it."

As he got closer to you, Zoro stood in front of you, "Hey, what do you want from her?"

Fortunately, Zoro is in front of you, so you don't have to look at Law, otherwise you should talk. You grab Zoro's clothes from behind and poke your head out. Law has stopped and tilts his head to look at you.

"Are you traveling here?" Zoro asked directly.

Law raised his hat and revealed his eyes, "I and the other crew members were temporarily separated for some reasons. I just mentioned to them that I would temporarily join your ship."

"I see." Zoro crossed his hands.

"What's wrong?" Luffy ran to your side.

The sharp Usopp used his special insight: "There is a possibility that Yuki was frightened by Law's face when they first met."

"The second time we meet." Law pouted and retorted coldly.

"Huh? Have you seen her!? I still want to show off!" Luffy pouted curiously.

Law didn't answer Luffy's question because he just stared at you and ignored the existence of other people around. Sure enough, he was a smart character and he could tell you were different from them.

Zoro in front of you glanced at you and Law without realizing it. Although he didn't understand why Law kept staring at you, his intuition told him that Law was interested in you. After all, he was interested in researching everything.

You avoided Law's gaze and hid behind Zoro to continue eating. Since he was Luffy's friend, he was not an enemy, but his image really didn't match his name. He looked like a villain.

"Where are the others?" Usopp interrupted the strange atmosphere.

Zoro pointed back with a thumbs up "They are sorting supplies."

"Zoro! Let's sneak away!" Luffy was so excited pulled Zoro away.

"Hey! Idiot!" Zoro yelled.

Ussop ran to keep up "Yahooo!"

You are still hungry so you continue to finish the food and then throw it away. The three left you and Law alone, you looked at each other in an awkward state. You are a little troubled and hesitant whether you should follow them because their pace is too fast.

You glanced at Law waved to him, "Hi..."

He came and stood in front of you and smiled evilly "Yo, Yuki-ya."

To Be Continued—

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Not me looking at your Polycrossguild convenience marriage au thinking about the wedding vows and how fun it would be if trough the entire “convenience to lovers” pipeline, that’s the thing they just can’t seem to get right while they all sit together and practice them like one would do trying to remember lines for a nativity play. None of them are into it, it all looks incredibly forced no matter what they do. No matter what they change or how much they practice it’s just…. Awful. Stiff. So obviously a marriage of convenience thing it hurts.

But after a whole lot of confusing feelings and low key romcom shenanigans the wedding happens and they are all so done they go off script… and it works… kinda. Because if you read their vows on paper they would read like the most horrid vows you ever seen. Mihawk only speaks a few words, Buggy’s stutters out his and it seems like a weird tangent and Crocodile…. Basically straight up passive aggressively insults his husband’s through the entire thing…. But it’s by far the most genuine “performance” of their vows these three have given.

Hawkeye doesn’t say much, he rarely does, but when he squeezes his soon to be husbands hands it’s clear to say anything more would be unnecessary . Buggy is flustered and in love and is trying his damndest to get over himself trying to express that, using a metaphor only the three of them would get because Mihawk used it as a snippy commentary about this shit show when they first started practicing together. And nobody has ever seen Sir Crocodile smile so fondly at anything that wasn’t a Bananawani, even as he expresses annoyance at the men in front of him.

Iiiii dunno if I’m even making sense here, just got struck with the mental image of Crocodile smiling at Buggy and calling him “My beloved little pest of a clown.” And Buggy looking up at him, smiling just as happily while trying to blink away the tears from his eyes.

OKAY LITERALLY THIS

Like. They're Idiots, Your Honor. They absolutely try EVRYTHING to make it seem "authentic", and so Mihawk's papers are written in calligraphy, with verbose prose that boios down to some Gonez Adams Level of simpage but lowkey because he has a reputation.

Crocodile's is written like a damn business agreement, with clauses and edited areas to update and revamp it. He cannot for the life of him find that middle ground of Decently Organized and Genuine.

Buggy's filled no less than three full journals in WIPs of it, and almost all are scribbled on, torn out and crumpled up, or nearly burned bc he raged and threw it into a bon fire.

Finally, day of, they're scrambling and losing their MINDS and suddenly Nobody Can Find The Vows. Everyone is panicking. Something may be on fire.

Ritchie is found with glitter gel pen on his muzzle.

They're gonna have to wind it.

They're all McLosing It.

At least, they were.

Then they catch sight of one another, and suddenly.... the world has stopped.

None of them are exactly traditional, but they make it work. Mihawk is in ruffles and frills, accenting the sleek lines of his body in black and ruby, with slim cut pants and high boots which only serve to make his figure that much more imposingly ethereal. Crocodile opts for suits on a normal day, but this one is different in the cut and style, muted but bold, glimmering but softer, a much more subtle display of wealth and poise which makes him ooze charisma like snake oil. And Buggy has forgone a suit all together, opting instead for a gown, a mermaid cut dress which hugged his curves perfectly, fabric shimmering between violet and red depending on the light with a silvery blazer openly draped and held across his shoulders via a rainbow of beads which matched the colorful hair pins holding his curls from his face and neck.

All three are breathless when they see one another, and suddenly the words are there - odd to an outsider, certainly, but true to the heart in a way visible to all.

Mihawk's short vow is met with a bark of laughter from Crocodile, a silvery giggle from Buggy.

Buggy's rambling stuttered mess becomes teary and he's suddenly bitching about his eyeliner running. Mihawk and Crocodile both crack smiles, even as Mihawk wordlessly passes over a handkerchief and Crocodile makes a comment on looking into waterproof liner later on together - mascara too, he mentions casually, because the brand Buggy likes released a new line a exile back, they'll look into it.

Crocodile's is bemoaning his taste in men, but it's oozing warmth, and when he catches himself getting a little too mushy in public, he actually blushes and scoffs. Mihawk and Buggy look delightfully on with impish smiles.

It's weird and off and anything but typical, but it feels so incredibly real to those involved.

Maybe a little too real to some...

Of course the shenanigans that ensue during their "honeymoon" are another thing entirely.... 👀

#buggy the clown #sir crocodile #dracule mihawk #cross guild polycule #marriage of convenience #enemies to friends to fake married to lovers #shanks is watching this go down btw with a wine glass of rum like #“these bitches gay! good for them!”#gender nonconforming buggy

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Hiiii for the celebration (congrats again!!!🥰) can iiiii request Steve being super busy and little reader feeling kind of ignored and needy and he gives her a lot of reassurance that he still loves her 🥺(I hope that makes sense hehe) 💖💖💖

-timidpumpkin💖

🤍 drabble steve's little feeling neglected and needy after he's been busy with work

a/n: thanks bubba🥰🥰 this is a bit long for a drabble LOL but here's a sweet drabble filled with fluff (and a bit of angst but mostly fluff)🤍 guys send in as many asks as you want for the celebration i can't wait to write them all <33

𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐲’𝐬 𝟏𝐤 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Ever since Steve started working more than usual, you were convinced he was merely using work as an excuse to get some time away from you.

Of course that wasn't true, however, you couldn't help but let your insecurities get the best of you.

Before getting together with Steve, you'd been told you have a slight tendency to get clingy and needy at times. Steve never seemed to mind it though. In fact it was one of the things he loved most about you. The way you'd curl into his arms after a long day at work and melt into his touch. He loved it.

But lately, work has been keeping him busier than usual, and you were worried that maybe he was only using work as an excuse. Maybe he didn't like the clinginess anymore. Maybe he was sick of it, or maybe he was sick of you.

And that's why when Steve was about to leave for work this morning, you wouldn't let him.

You begged him to take the day off, but he only frowned and told you that he couldn't do that.

You couldn't help but cry as he headed for the front door after breakfast.

"Please just stay today, I haven't seen you all week." You mumbled, fidgeting the hem of your dress nervously. You were trying your best not to cry, and Steve could tell.

"I don’t have a choice, I have to go…I’m sorry, love." He sighed, kissing the side of your head before heading out the door.

When he got home that evening, he was a little concerned at how quiet the house was. Usually when he got home from work, you were either playing in the room or watching TV while you waited for him to come home. Today it was so quiet, he wasn't even sure if you were home.

He felt awful for leaving you all alone this morning, especially while you were upset. He knew he'd been working a lot lately, and he hated it as much as you did. All he wanted to do was come home and spend some time with his baby.

“Sweets where are you?” He started looking around the house, checking to see if maybe you'd fallen asleep in the den. He got a bit worried when he realized you weren't downstairs at all.

He started walking upstairs to your room, hoping you were just taking a nap in there. When he entered the room, it was empty. Thankfully he could hear your sniffling coming from the closet due to his enhanced hearing.

He opened the closet door slowly, and noticed you crying on the floor with your knees up against your chest.

He quickly crouched down, and started checking you for any injuries, worried that you might be crying because you're hurt “What’s wrong, love? Why are hiding out in there? Are you okay?”

You finally looked up, stopping your crying for a second when you noticed Steve was home. You couldn't help but start crying even louder when he started asking you if you're okay.

He gently picked you up from the floor and brought you over to the bed, letting you sit on his lap. Gently rubbing your back and shushing your cries. He kept asking what was wrong but you only continued to cry your heart out in response.

Eventually, your cries died down and you finally got the courage to tell him what was wrong, “I-I was gonna p-pack up ‘m stuff and l-leave. But t-then I was ‘scared about being on ‘m own”

Steve couldn't even hide the shocked expression on his face. You were gonna leave? Was he really that bad to you?

“Sweetheart, what do you mean? Where are you going?” He continued rubbing your back, when he noticed you were about to start crying again.

“Was gonna leave and go ‘way” You mumbled, trying not to cry again. You wanted to leave when Steve left for work this morning. He would be so much happier without having to take care of me all the time, you thought, maybe he'll want to come home instead of working so much just to avoid me.

“Now why would you do that, bubba?” Steve tried not to show you how hurt he was by your confession. You were started to bite your finger nails, grazing your thumb every now and then against your lip. He knew that was a sign you were starting to regress even more.

“Wanted to leave, ‘cause y-you don’t wan me anymore.” You mumbled quietly, hating how needy you sounded when you said that. The look on his face made you feel even worse. You immediately climbed off of his lap, sitting next to him in bed instead.

“Oh sweetheart, that’s not true.” Steve sighed, realizing how much he'd been neglecting you lately. He knew you were upset with how much he'd been working lately but he didn't realize just how upset you were. He picked you back up to put you in his lap again, Come here, come to daddy.”

You instantly melted into his touch, having missed it all week. He wrapped his arms around you, and you did the sam. You sat there like that for a while, without saying a word. It was clear that you both missed each other all week. You could tell he needed this just as much as he did.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm so sorry for hurting my baby." He mumbled against your skin, "I'm never letting you go, love. You're mine. I'll take some time off of work, hell I'll quit tomorrow."

You almost giggled at that, and it was enough to make Steve smile. He meant every word he said. There wasn't a thing in this world he wouldn't do to make you stay. Not after he almost lost you just now.

"I mean it, sweets, say the word and I'll quit. I'll do anything you want."

"Will you stay and cuddle with me tonight?" You whispered, hoping he wouldn't say no.

He didn't even answer you. Instead he just picked you up and brought you over to the closet, picking out a pair of your favourite comfort pyjamas. He helped you change before picking you up back up to bring you back to bed again. You laid there, waiting for him to change and climb into bed as well. He picked up your favourite stuffed bunny from where you left him on the closet floor and placed him in your arms. He climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around you, leaving a trail of kisses all over you. Mumbling sweet nothings and apologies over and over until you fell asleep.

#haley 1k celebration #1k celebration #steve x reader #steve fic #steve fluff #steve x little!reader #daddy!steve #daddy!steve x little!reader #🤍 drabble

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mommyashtoreth · 23 days

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opinion on crowleys fall, and the difference between the book fall and the show fall (said by the narrators that he "didnt so much as fall as sauntered vaguely downwards" vs crowley being the one narrating the fall) IMO crowley himself in the show saying he sauntered vaguely downwards doesnt really fit ?? but id love to know what you think

IIIII agree that it doesn't really fit! The first season does a Lot to directly adapt the book, which is why it has a narrator, and I do think "didn't so much Fall as saunter vaguely downwards" is an iconic line and creates a good image of Crowley, especially so early on in the book, BUT it doesn't make sense as something HE would say. It's an outsider's view of who Crowley is, the narrator's view, not a way he himself would frame it, especially not when alone (to other people, sure. To himself? Probably not). Idk showcrowley to me reads as a little more of a tormented guy than bookcrowley (although they're the same guy to me! The same guy!), someone who's had all the same experiences but tries to present outward in a bit of a different way. Honestly even bookcrowley suggests a lot of that, yknow, "loneliness" that kinda adds another dimension to his character. I think "I didn't ask to fall" is a fine, even Good thing for him to say in that moment, but I agree that it feels odd to have HIM say the line about HIMSELF "sauntering vaguely downwards." Hastur and Ligur think Crowley sauntered vaguely downwards. Gabriel and Michael think Crowley sauntered vaguely downwards. Even Aziraphale, at times, may believe that Crowley sauntered vaguely downwards. That's his IMAGE, most certainly. It's like, the shadow that Crowley casts on the cave wall, to mince my allegories a bit. But it's not totally true to who he is. I guess an excuse you can make for him being the one to speak that line is that he's lying to himself, but idk he doesn't seem the type. If another character were in that scene with him, even Aziraphale, it might track (it'd be more akin to "lonely? I'm not lonely" / "I'm a demon. I lied."), but to just have it be him brooding in his goth brutalist apartment all alone does strike me as odd. Just reads to me as a choice primarily made to make fans of the book point at the TV excitedly because Oh That's The Line From My Book! more than anything else

#ask #anon #good omens #gomens #crowley #good omens meta #i fucking guess

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Many Roads Diverge in the Woods - Second Run - Part Four

The Beginning | Previous

The results are in.

Your path has been altered. Strange how such a small choice can change so much. I love how this is the first 100% vote in either of the two runs dfhjskah Everyone really was like "don't you f*cking dare go by yourself, JJ! Chase, go with him!" I mean, it's understandable, really. When you know the cabin is dangerous, you're going to stick together.

The poll at the bottom to decide what happens next is only open for one day, expiring on April 16th at 12:00pm PST. Part Four will be up the next day, April 17th, at the same time.

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“Alright, JJ.” Chase sets the controller down and stands up. “I’ll go check on Marvin with you.”

JJ slumps, visibly relieved. Thank you, he says. I know I’m probably being silly, but I can’t shake this feeling that something’s happened.

“No, it’s okay, really,” Chase assures him.

Jackie picks up the controller. “Well while you guys are gone, do you mind if IIIII...?”

“Don’t you touch a button on that,” Chase threatens.

Schneep laughs. “You heard him, Jackie. Put it down.”

“Aw.” Jackie sets the controller down again. “Fine, fine. You guys be back quick with Marvin, okay?”

We will, hopefully, JJ says. Chase, come on.

The two of them walk over to the open basement door and descend the eleven steps of the staircase.They end up in a long hallway. It extends forward for a little while before opening up into a wide open space. On the left side of the hallway are two doors. On the right side are three. The nearest door on the right is slightly ajar, and Chase glances into it, seeing a room full of cardboard boxes with a metal cabinet mounted on the wall. “Oh hey, there’s the fuse box,” he says. “Now where’s Marvin?”

Probably down the hall, JJ says. He starts walking forward. Chase follows.

The wide open space at the end of the hallway is a wide room, lit up by six yellow lights mounted into the ceiling. The middle is clear, but there’s a bunch of old-looking junk around the edges. More boxes, a wooden table with deep scratches in its surface, and above all, bookcases full of dusty books. Marvin sits in a wooden chair that looks like it matches up with the table. (There are four other identical chairs dotted around the room—a dining room set, perhaps?) He’s hunched over a thick book, scanning the first pages so intently he doesn’t realize JJ and Chase have walked into the room.

“Uh... Marvin?” Chase calls.

Marvin looks up. He smiles. “Oh hey! You came down to look for me?”

Of course we did, JJ says. We were worried. We’ve been texting you.

“Really? I didn’t notice.” Marvin shuts the book closed and stands up, leaving the book on the chair. “Two of you? Are Jackie and Schneep coming downstairs too?”

“Nah, they stayed upstairs,” Chase says. “Uh... what were you reading?”

“One of the books down here. They’re so fascinating. I got curious and decided to look around, and I’m so glad I did!” Marvin’s eyes are alight. He hurries over to the others, so quickly that Chase actually takes a step back in surprise. “Here.” Marvin grabs JJ by the hand and pulls him into the wide room. “I can show you.”

“Uh, bro, we were kind of in the middle of something upstairs,” Chase says, stepping forward and grabbing JJ’s other arm to stop Marvin from dragging him off. “If you want to stay down here and read, that’s fine, but we’re kind of busy.”

Marvin’s head snaps over to Chase. For a moment, he looks angry. But the expression only lasts a split second. Chase must have imagined it. “True.” Marvin lets go of JJ’s hand. “You guys were doing something. You can go back to that, don’t worry about me. I’d much rather keep reading. But I probably won’t notice any texts so you might have to come downstairs again if you want to get me.”

JJ shakes his hand, wincing a little. Tight grip, he signs.

“Oh.” Marvin starts a little, looking guilty. “Sorry, I-I didn’t realize.”

It’s okay. What are these books about anyway? Why are you so interested in them?

“Oh, it’s fascinating.” Marvin laughs. “I just said that, didn’t I? Well, it is. What I’ve found has been, uh, very relevant to my interests. I didn’t know Jack’s family was into magic. Or, was, at one point. Clearly they’re not any more.”

Chase blinks. “Huh. Yeah, that’s a bit weird.”

Marvin takes a step closer to him. “Want to see some?”

“No, no, I’m good. We’re good.” Chase has goosebumps on his arms. He’s not sure why, but he doesn’t want to be here anymore. “Come on, JJ. We’ll tell Jackie and Schneep what happened.”

JJ nods slowly, then follows Chase out of the room.

“Come back if you want!” Marvin calls. “I’d love to show you!”

Chase and JJ head straight back to the staircase, not diverting to look at the other rooms. They’re quiet until they start up the steps, at which point JJ stops and looks at Chase. Did that seem... odd, to you? he asks.

“Yeah,” Chase agrees. “I know Marv can be a bit weird sometimes, but that... that wasn’t his normal weird. I think? I don’t know. I-I don’t want to be rude or anything.”

JJ shakes his head. That wasn’t normal. Something about it was just... off.

“Well, what do we do then?”

Let’s talk about it with Jackie and Henrik.

The two of them start walking up the stairs again. When they reach the top and return to the living room, Chase instinctively closes the basement door behind them. Schneep and Jackie are still on the sofa. They look over towards them in unison. “Oh, no Marvin? After all that?” Jackie asks. “What happened?”

“He, uh... found something,” Chase says. He quickly explains the whole encounter they had.

“Hmm.” Schneep frowns. “You are right. Marvin can be intense about his interests, but he does not usually get so intense that he would pull Jamie into the room. Especially by the hand.”

JJ nods. That’s what really bothered me. He knows I don’t like people grabbing my hands, and yet he did it. He sighs. At least he had the presence to apologize for it.

“Okay, so Marvin’s being a bit more intense than usual,” Jackie sums up. “What do we do about that? It’s not like we can drag him upstairs.”

I mean... we COULD, JJ considers.

“He’ll probably be upstairs eventually,” Chase says. “He has to go to sleep after a while, and we all know he’s not the type to fall asleep wherever. We could just wait for him to come up and ask him what the hell was going on when he does.”

“I do not think we should drag him upstairs,” Schneep says. “That seems a bit... intense, ha.”

“Yeah, but Marv was being weird and intense, maybe if we go get him he’ll realize that,” Jackie says.

“So we’re at a tie,” Chase says. “Unless someone changes their mind.”

They all go quiet, each one looking at the others.

#jacksepticeye #jacksepticeye fanfiction #jacksepticegos #septic egos #septic egos au #jacksepticeye au #chase brody #jameson jackson #marvin the magnificent #jackieboy man #dr schneeplestein #brigid writes fanfiction #manyroadsdivergejse

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