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rurikooz · 12 days
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is it really me…?
fuck. I’m going crazy just thinking about baji. what if he gets out and he doesn’t remember me? or what if he hates me now? damn it, I’m getting so anxious about it all I don’t even know what I’m gonna say to him.
shit, oh god the gates are opening…straighten up already me…
- pilot.
(guys it’s almost summer so the queen is making a comeback 🤭🤭)
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rurikooz · 6 months
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‘ 𝐈-𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘! ’
tw: reader and zoro are strangers, pegging, slapping, blindfold, crying, screaming, begging, biting, thief zoro, pain kink, short, degrading, strap can be referred to as cock because readers gender and or genitals are not specified.
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“six beef and chicken skewer please.” the green haired man said, looking up at you strangely. you had always had your fair share of thieves, but this guy was so obvious that you couldn’t hide your smile. “coming right up, that’ll be 100 yen.” he was surprised that you asked for pay first. but he kept it cool. “I pay afterwards, so I know what I’m eating.” the man said with a hint of nervousness in his voice. you bit your lip, knowing he wouldn’t be able to pay. but he looked familiar, ah! that’s it! pirate hunter zoro was his name, and he was sure sexy. “mr. zoro, I’d advise you to come behind the counter if you don’t want me to tell everyone at these food stalls who you are.” he looked up at you quickly, sweat dripping down his face. “please, how can I pay? me and my crew have been starving for days…” he sounded genuine so you got excited. “come behind the counter, lock the door when you come in.”
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he walked inside, and the red lights blinded his eyes as certain ‘toys’ and things sweet scattered against the wall. “I- uhm, a-are we gonna do this?” zoro asked you shyly. you held up his chin, examining his face. “mhm. some people might let thieves like you off, but when a thief begs, I give them what they want with a price.” he let out a small whine because your fingernails dig into his chin. “please if your going to fuck me, be gentle…” he said lowly, but nervously. “you think whores like you deserve to be fucked softly? you’re already hard aren’t you?” he whimpered, a small tear falling down his face. you honestly felt bad for him, such a pretty face that needed to be ruined. “you want me to treat you like my little doll don’t you?” you asked in a whisper, your breath on his ear. he nodded quickly, a moan escaping his lip as you held held his ass, slapping it roughly.“m-mhm! hurts!” he shouted, and you slapped harder.
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“FUCK! A-aNgH…!” he screamed, and you struck his face, slapping him as his face hit the couch rim.
“this is what whores get…when they attempt to steal from my stall you understand bitch?”
his muffled yes’s made you pound into him harder, the wet blindfold shifting due to the tears.
you slapped the tip of his cock with rough intentions, and he screamed even louder.
“H-HHURTS! I’M SORRY~! WAN…C-cummm…~”
you laughed, whispering how stupid and slutty he was.
“you wanna cum..? beg for it and you can get those skewers.”
he gasped, he knew he had to feed his crew so he had no choice.
“p-please…let me cum, just let me f-fucking cum…!”
you held up his face and kissed him, biting down on his bottom lip harshly.
“cum you little slut. I know you wanted it anyway.”
“MmmMmmMM…m-mhm..!” his cum splashed all over the couch, and he fell onto it as he whimpered out in both pain and pleasure.
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rurikooz · 6 months
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I’m no longer satisfied | —
with appropriate connections.
かわいいヘビ. 예쁜 뱀.
漂亮的蛇.
pretty snake.
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you opened your eyes, and to your sight, nothing but a dark room is in your view. but a fire lantern is in front of your futon, you attempt to roll over but someone is beside you.
“w-who…” the man said quietly. the man rolled over into your arms, opening his eyes. “y/n…? why a-are you in my chambers!?” he asked with an alarmed tone. you grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to you, smiling softly. “iguro, don’t move…” you said softly, and he widened his eyes. “my face covering isn’t o-on..I’m afraid you’ll-” you shushed him, kissing his neck gently “your beautiful iguro.”
he whined at the praise, getting too weak to attempt to escape your arms. he let out a small moan as you began to suck on his neck, holding his hips tighter. “w-wait…! my neck is sensitive…~!” you growled in his ear, forcing him raise his head up. “tell me your pretty and I’ll stop.” he whimpered at the word, ‘pretty’.
“but I’m n-not, I’m horrid…” he said in the softest tone ever. your hand trailed down and into his shorts, slowly rubbing on his plump ass. “you’re asking to be punished at this rate aren’t you? your not horrid, your beautiful and alluring.” you slid a finger inside him, slowly curling it up and around. “I’ll be gentle, but as long as you don’t call yourself pretty, we’ll be doing this all morning.” he moaned rigidly, gripping softly onto the comforter.
“what if I —don’t want this to end…?”
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rurikooz · 6 months
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after he rejected you, you couldn’t bear to see him so you left the tokyo manji gang permanently.
now, you own a bakery but, you still loved him, truly.
the bell rang, and you greeted the customer while placing the display cakes in the display cabinet. “welcome! what would you-” you dropped the cake on the floor. it was…draken? but, there was rumors that he was in prison…how could be in front of you? you had to keep your composure. “what would you like?” you said shakily. “the chocolate mousse cake please, (n/n).” he said your nickname, which made you even more nervous. “please don’t call me that..” you whispered, and he smiled.
“what are you here for, draken?” you asked in a clearer tone than before. “I can’t come in your shop for a cake?” he asked with a little giggle. you swallowed your nervousness. “wait in the lounge, and your cake will be out in a second, may I get your name?” he raised an eyebrow, confused as to why you asked for his name. “ken ryuguji, but you already knew that.”
he waited in the lounge until you walked out with his cake, and placed it on the table in front of him. “have a nice day sir, come again!” you smiled, but he knew it was fake. “I’m not leaving until you say it, and I have all night.” you didn’t really have anything to say to him. “then stay here all night, I’m not coming back and I’m not listening to what you have to say.”
“me and emma broke up after you left, she cheated.” he stood up, and you looked away. “you don’t have to hide your emotions anymore, you’ve looked so empty these past years.” he said looking into your eyes, biting his lip. “can we go and talk outside? I need to have a smoke.” you nodded slowly, taking off your apron and walking outside with him. “you want a cigarette?” you shake your head no. “I…I don’t smoke anymore.” he made a surprised noise as he lit the cigarette. “how have things been with the gang?” he looks over at you, and back at the cigarette. “this isn’t about them, it’s about us.”
you hated when he said that, and he used to always say it. but it was true, you had always tried to change the subject. “is it because you thought me and emma would get married or shit knows whatever that you left?” you shook your head no. “I just couldn’t…face you after I got my heart broken.” you smiled with a sad laugh. he stared at you and all he could think was ‘i did fuck up bad, didn’t I?’ he dropped the cigarette, stepped on it and held your hand. “can I tell you something?” you nodded, your hand shaking in his. “I wanna kiss you so bad right now.”
you smiled but small, and replied. “kiss me then.”
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don’t ask what happened to the cake that fell.
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rurikooz · 6 months
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you never thought that there’d come a time where your heart was really broken. especially not by someone you’ve known for 12 years.
“ah, so you and emma…date?” you stood still, looking down at the ground. draken nodded, and you stopped yourself from crying. “yeah, why?” he raised an eyebrow. “it’s n-nothing, I’ll see you tomorrow at the meeting okay?” you turned around to walk away, but he grabbed your hand and turned you around. “what’s wrong. you can tell me anything.” you looked away from him, forcing him to let go of your hand. “please, d-don’t do this…” tears streamed down your face.
he’d never seen you cry before, and his eyes widened slowly. “are you crying..?” he asked softly. you walked away from him, speeding up from jogging to running. you couldn’t face him anymore. the next day, when you went to the meeting, he was sitting with emma and hugging on her. “mikey, can I head on home, I-I’m not feeling well..”
draken could tell you lied, he was your best friend after all. “hey, can we talk?” he followed you out the door, but you kept walking and trying to avoid him at all costs. “I said let’s talk.” he grabbed your shoulder, and pinned you to the wall. “is it because me and emma are dating?” he asked softly. you couldn’t even cry anymore. you just nodded, looking at him with a soft expression. “y’know ken, I was ready to give my everything to you, like I have been for 12 years but…you’d rather choose emma so there’s nothing I can say to you.”
he was speechless, eyes shaking while thinking of what to say. “I…i don’t, I didn’t…”
“what didn’t you? I gave my fucking heart to you, and you do this to me?”
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part 2 soon whores 😻.
edit: pt 2 is out!
https://www.tumblr.com/merakicard/733739854775582720/after-he-rejected-you-you-couldnt-bear-to-see?source=share
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rurikooz · 7 months
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pretty boy.
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you had gone to see your best friend, mitsuya at his shop to bring in some food because he’d been working on a dress for a costumer all morning, but you didn’t know it would turn into him confessing his love for you. did you?
“mitsuya! I got you your favorite!” he walked to the front of the shop, looking sort of frustrated with himself. you raised a brow, putting down the food and walking closer to him. “have you…been crying?” he quickly looks away, sniffling softly. “n-no. thanks for th-” you held his chin up, watching the tears roll down his face as he couldn’t keep composure. “I just don’t know what to do…” he whimpered out. you could tell he was in stressed mode today.
you pulled him closer, hugging him tightly. “tell me what’s wrong.” you whispered, your hands trailing down from his arms to his waist. “I’ve been so stressed but, I don’t want to disappoint my customers because the dress is due today…” more tears streamed down his face as he buried his face in your neck. “hey, it’s okay to cry. I understand you.” you held onto his waist tighter, feeling like you could do something to help him feel a little better.
he looked up at you, a blush painting his pretty face. he’s always loved your eyes, how mesmerizing they were. “are you okay mitsuya?” your eyes full of worry. he nodded before closing in on your face, his lips connecting with yours. your eyes widen and he moaned into the kiss, slowly closing his eyes. he’s always wanted to do this, and finally after 12 years, he’s found the time to do it. your grip on his waist tightened because his tongue slid in your mouth, and it made you even more nervous.
when he let go, his pants were soft but heavy. “mitsuya, do you…like me?” he giggled softly, shaking his head no. “I love you, so fucking much.” you were speechless, but glad he finally said it. in fact, you’d already known he liked you. “so, did I make your day better already?” you teased. his hands wrapped around your neck, and you smiled really big. “let’s finish this dress eh baby?”
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why’d I kinda eat this up 🤪
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