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dreamer-after-dark · 8 months

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I could see Wally Darling being the kind to sneak into your room/house when you're away and steal your panties/underwear. You figure that maybe the washing machine is eating them at first until a pair you were wearing yesterday disappeared from the top of the pile.

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Side note, I have had my panties stolen before! Anyway, here you go ٭(•﹏•)٭

Part Two

Word count: 1,945

Wally is shameless.

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[Y/N]

It happened again.

[Julie]

What??

[Sally]

Panty thief struck again?

[Julie]

Twice in one week???

[Y/N]

It's not a thief! I refuse to believe it!

[Sally]

How many pairs does that make now? 12?

[Julie]

Close! 15!

[Y/N]

[Sally]

I fail to understand why this can't be the doing of a petty thief?

[Julie]

Y/N!

[Julie]

Y/N are you there?

[Julie]

Where did they go? :/

[Sally]

Alas, my darling Juliet! Tis I alone that remains here

[Wally]

Hello

[Sally]

Hi, Wally.

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Seventeen pairs of your best fitting panties have been lost, lost forever. Never to be found with the same elasticity or fit. You stared out into the empty street where the sun parted between leaves. You were too broke to afford replacing them and so you wandered this world commando when the pants offered enough coverage and comfort. Or even if it didn't you still had no choice should you plan around an inviting evening out.

With a huff you adjusted your basket against your hip, your unfolded clothes flopping a bit. The sunshower surprised you as it pelted against the non opening glass doors of the building's laundromat. After double checking the seats and dryer you headed for the opened door just off to the side. You entered a gray stairwell. Beneath the staircases was a collection of cleaning supplies, a yellow mop bucket, and a locked cabinet.

Your slippers echoed through the stairwell as you jogged up. The door to your floor was propped open with a rock. You used your free hand to open the door fully and slide the rock inside. You pushed it to the side with your foot not wanting anyone to trip over on it like you had. Your phone smacked your face leaving a nasty bruise under your eye. It still hurts to remember.

The door shut behind you with a rusty squeak. Your slippers slid lightly against the tiled floors until you made it to your apartment door. The handle gave way and you were thrilled to find it still open. Music boomed from somewhere within one of the rooms. The smell of weed wafted around mixing with the chilled air feeding in from the windows.

You inhaled deeply, shaking loose your worries. As you walked down your hallway you passed the open bathroom where giggling and hushed whispers could be heard. Julie and Sally were doing their makeup together, facetiming you assumed. Further was the kitchen where you heard the clinking of silverware against wood. The voices from the bathroom quieted.

Wally was stirring a cup of coffee when he spotted your annoyed expression, "Hello, Y/N. Are you alright?"

"Another pair off and vanished," you roll your eyes with a glance at your basket, "It's getting annoying."

"I can see how annoying that could get. Do you think they've all been stolen?"

"No! No. I'm sure it'll sort itself out. Have you got anymore coffee, Wally?"

Wally hands you the mug he was holding, "This one's yours, honeycrisp."

You thanked him as he turned away to prepare his own. His hair cascaded like waves down his back. The vibrant blue shining below the lights. Wally was amazing at coloring his hair. You turn away and head down the hallway where two doors faced each other. You entered the left one silently praying thanks to the great nothingness beyond for leaving it unlocked for you.

You placed your laundry on your bed. You would fold the clothes, but your keys needed to be found. You looked around your slightly cluttered room. The tapestry on your window was tied up letting in the sun. The smell of wet earth rose up as the rain thundered down. By the window was a desk. It was stained with paint and ink. On top was a journal, several colors of paint, and a large bottle of water. A mug with several drying paint brushes propped up within say atop the bookshelf.

Small plushies were scattered among the shelves and on the floor. Your bed was next to the wall by the door. The blanket was a pile on the floor next to the end of the bed. Larger plushies were squished from your tossing and turning. Pillows were crammed between the bed frame and wall. Eyes landing on your newly added laundry basket made you realize cleaning your entire room would help you find your missing keys.

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Hi, Sally.

Hi, Julie.

[Sally]

Wally, you wouldn't happen to know about the Boudoir Bandit?

[Wally]

No.

[Julie]

Maybe it's one of the other tenants!

[Sally]

Nefarious tenant!

[Y/N]

It has to be the machine

Can't be anything else

[Sally]

Perish the thought! The Panty Snatcher must be caught and brought to justice!

[Julie]

Perish the thought!

[Wally]

Perish the thought!

[Y/N]

Who could it be?

[Sally]

I see you've come around.

[Julie]

It could be anyone!

Any of us!!

How scary!!!

[Wally]

It could be anyone?

[Sally]

List of suspects:

Sally

Julie

Y/N

Poppy

Wally

Howdy

Barnaby

Home

[Y/N]

Me??

Why me??

[Julie]

It's a crazy world, Y/N!

We cannot rule out anyone!

Not even you

[Sally]

Julie is exactly right, darling Y/N! We simply cannot rule you out!

[Wally]

I would hate to see you go without, neighbor.

[Y/N]

Ok :/

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You smirked at the messages filling up your screen. Julie's energetic texts became shorter and you could imagine her hot pink nails tapping against the screen of her phone. Sally's text became increasingly verbose in response. Wally was lurking as he always did, chiming in here and there.

The phone slipped into your pocket as music filled the already tidied room. Your keys had been found while sweeping underneath your desk. Along with a few scrunchies and a button, your heavily outfitted keys were dragged out. With such a clunky set up you wondered how you ever lose it to begin with. Work keys, house keys, anime characters, pepper spray, and a stuffed animal. All of it designed to be eye-catching and hard to lose.

You flopped onto your bed opting for rest. Your ultimate goal had been completed and you were horribly drained. Your mind drifted back to the mounting loss of your panty collection. Solid color boxers, high waisted panties, boy shorts, thongs, sick day panties. All of it is gone! Sally was right to call it nefarious, but believing that you were being specifically targeted was a level of fear you wanted to avoid. You turned off your notifications for the next hour and returned to cleaning up.

Soon your room was clean, your clothes put away, and the bathroom was finally open. The glow of the full moon was bright and brilliant tonight. Leaving your desk you grabbed a change of clothes, sans panties, and a towel. You stripped down leaving all of your clothes inside the now empty basket. Stepping out you noticed the room across from you was quiet. There was a note taped to the door reading:

Out for the next three days! Rent is on the table!

Sally and Julie were heading out to New York for a concert. All the more to enjoy a long, luxurious shower. Wally was in the room down the opposite hall. His room was the only one on that side. He had the biggest room in the apartment for all of his art equipment. Aside from his bed you couldn't tell it was his bedroom. The last you had been inside it was filled with disturbing personal works. Each one felt delicate and haunting. Completely unlike his pleasant and sweet demeanor.

The music was still going though not as loud. It was mellow and dragging. You could hear the bubbling of his bong. The sound made your heart race. You quickly stepped into the bathroom. The thick glass ceiling above always excites you. It was such a crummy apartment, but it had its ups with this being one of them.

Julie's stickers covered the thick sides of her movable mirror. Her makeup bag was left open covered in eye shadow dust and glitter. A pack of eyelashes were left open on the top of the bag.

A little smudged message was left on the mirror written in red lipstick, reading:

You're beautiful, starshine!

Julie was a sweetheart. The rain had stopped, leaving a silence in the tall bathroom. With a turn of the faucet cold water rushed out from the shower head. The patter of water against ceramic filled the room. You stepped under the stream shivering as the droplets thudded against your skin.

Stepping out from the shower you dried yourself off and slipped into your change of clothes. You felt rejuvenated! As you stepped out of the bathroom, a voice called for you.

"Hi, Y/N. Would you like a snack?" Wally was standing in the kitchen with reddened eyes.

"What are you having?" You couldn't help but smile at the sight.

"A cut up apple. I couldn't think of anything better," he giggled, "I have a few extra?"

You accept the offered apples, "Thanks. I'm sure I forgot to eat with all the other things I also forgot."

"I'm sorry that's happening, it must be tough. Julie did say you were left without much to wear."

You groaned imagining Julie explaining things in detail as she usually would, "I'd rather not make it into a thing. It's just so weird to even consider what they're saying."

"I have a pack of unopened boxers. They may not fit perfectly, but they should help?" He smiled completely at ease.

"That's.. Ok. I couldn't accept that." As weird as it was to have your underwear stolen, Wally offering you some was even weirder.

"Oh, Ok. I'll hold it until you're ready." Wally walked off into his room leaving you in the kitchen.

You heaved a sigh as you leaned against the counter. The apple slices crunched as you bit into it. Each one refreshing and cold. You rinsed the plate in the sink and switched off the lights. You returned to your room, but stopped just short of the door.

It was cracked open. You were sure the door shut behind you when you stepped out. With a gentle push you opened the door further. When seeing nothing out of place you stepped in and shut the door behind you listening for that click of metal against wood. When you heard it you let go of the doorknob and hung up your towel to dry.

You looked around your room again looking over every little detail. The still tidy room was just as you left it. Plushies put away, paints organized, bed made, and the floor clean. Your eyes glanced over the basket on the floor and your heart skipped. Your head swiveled back as your eyes scanned it once more. Leaning down you picked at the shirt and pants shaking them out. A pair of socks fell from the pant leg, but nothing else. With dread it dawned on you. The panties you had worn not even an hour ago were missing.

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[Y/N]

Wally

[Wally]

Yes?

[Y/N]

Where are they?

[Wally]

Where is what?

[Y/N]

My panties

[Wally]

Stolen, I presume?

[Y/N]

By you

Where are they?

[Wally]

You're welcome to check my room, Y/N

Do you want to come in?

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You heard the music dip low in the furthest room. You heard the door click as the knob turned. Your heart pounded in your chest as you heard him chuckle from deep within his room.

#playfellowxxx #wally darling #wally darling playfellowxxx #yandere wally darling #wally darling x reader #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x you #wally darling x self insert #wally darling x gn reader #x yn #x gender neutral reader #x reader #boudoir bandit #panty snatcher #creepy wally darling #cuddles and conversations #wetdreams #panty snatcher wally darling #panty snatcher au

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literallyalbertcamus · 2 months

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Angus Tully as a boyfriend headcanons:

(I did this at 4 a.m. instead of sleeping, so coment something or like it. I also did this all in my phone)

- Boyfriend!Angus who teases you about absolutely EVERYTHING, he isn’t even mean or anything, is just that the poor boy is incapable of flirting like a normal person, but he likes you and is confortable enough being his weird akward self around you.

- Boyfriend! Angus who as always an arm around your shoulders during your dates, kinda showing you off to his classmates, who actually where kinda shocked when they found out about your relationship.

- Boyfriend! Angus who calls you everyday from the school’s phone to your house because you are the only person he really cares about before the holidays, and just hear you makes his day better.

- Boyfriend! Angus who tell you all the drama and gossip from school, that is not a lot, and probably is just him bitching and whining about how everyone at Barton is dumb, but you just listen to him like 👁👁 and feeling like a peasant bc what did you just said babe? That you have classes of ancient history and you understand latin and french? Pfff yeah they TOTALLY teach that at public school (i actually don’t know that because im not from the US, but im basing in what i know about you guys and my experience in private school in my country).

- Conected to the previous one, boyfriend! Angus who listen to your gossip from town and school totally entretained like you where telling him the plot of a movie or a tv show, small town drama really does it for him, you two could be on your bed room while you where supoused to be doing homework with his help but now he won’t do nothing until you tell him all about why Tina S. and Mark H. broke up and what does it have something to do with Sarah F.

- Boyfriend! Angus who send you the most nasty letters but when he meet in the weekend will be all akward and stiff.

#angus tully #angus tully x reader #the holdovers #angus tully headcanons #dominic sessa #god i love him

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maxislvt · 10 months

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pls tell us more about omega!wanda x beta!nat x alpha!reader 👁👁

warnings: amab!reader (no gendered terms), smut, omegaverse, sub!reader, dom! WandaNat, pegging, voyeurism, collaring, mating claims, breeding kinks, spanking, threesomes

i said I was gonna sleep but that's nawt happening so uhhh here!

okay so similar dynamic to my usual omega!wanda fics. You're rather soft and sappy for an alpha. since you face a lot of bullying for it, you hide your identity at work and don't really pursue a relationship because you've always been told that no omega would want an alpha like you.

for this I'd like to think Wanda and Natasha are a match made in hell. they're not dating each other yet. they have feelings for each other but both of them are really dominant and lack interest in being submissive so they're hesitant to commit

They both have their eyes on you before they even figure out you're an alpha. at first it's like a game for them. the first one to take you out on a date gets to do all the nasty and inappropriate things they want to you and tease the other for not getting you first!!

however that goes out the window really fast because they realize you're really bashful and it's just too cute to keep from the other. also you tend to turn and run the second you think you'll be alone with one of them for even a second.

Wanda is subtle. the way she touches you seems so innocent and kind that you almost ignore how close she is to your crotch. You usually don't catch on to her innuendos until much later into the conversation. She never forces you to stay but something is always compelling you to stay put and listen

Natasha on the other hand is very bold and doesn't hold back. sometimes you're literally pinned down and forced to deal with all her perverted comments. you couldn't run away even if you wanted to. her intentions are very explicit and there's little room for what she wants to do with you

it only gets worse when they find out you are an alpha. mainly because their nasty little fantasies can get really explicit now but also because they know exactly how to tease you. they never push too hard, but just enough to get you worked up

you don't know that they know but after falling victim to their coordinated attempts at courting, you assumed that they guessed incorrectly about what rank you are. in an attempt to have some peace, you make this grand reveal to them and they're so unphased. in fact, they're more focused on how good your scent is more than anything.

one thing leads to another and suddenly you're sandwiched between the two of them and fucked out of your mind. they don't even let you put up another act about how alphas should behave and keep you spoiled in bed all day until you stop pouting and promise to give them a fair chance

they do make an effort to take you on nice dates and buy you actual courting gifts. they're really expensive and have a lot of thought put into them. some of them are literally just sex toys they wanna use on you at a later date. like the first thing they buy you is a vibrator and lube. the hope was that you'd be curious but too inexperienced to do it on your own and come running to them

they're very horny romantics. so their claim bites on are either layered on top of each other to make a heart or symmetrical somewhere on your body. the choice is yours but I think it'd be the same way on all three of you.

anyways, you guys are a very practical pack I feel. the three of you would love to have everything be matching and constantly do cuddle piles but it doesn't always get to happen. sometimes it's as simple as one of you is on a mission and can't do the cuddle pile. other times it's the simple fact that Wanda likes to wear pajama pants, you only sleep in shorts, and nat typically goes without pants when sleeping.

and I think that practically carries over into sex as well. in my mind Wanda and Nat are a complementary pair. Wanda is soft and Natasha is strict. That isn't to say they can't come together and spoil or tease you though.

if it's just you and nat or you and Wanda, the whole scene was likely recorded and there's a million photos of how you looked.

Wanda prefers to get you really deep into subspace and wait until you're practically leaking through your underwear before stripping you naked and filling your ass to the brim. she'll let you cum as much as you want so long as you're good and let her have fun too

Natasha likes to tease. She'll edge you for hours before she even thinks about pegging you. Nat is not above spanking you just for fun! After she's marked up your skin and left you a sticky mess, she'll spank your ass bright red until you have a hand print

80% of the time they top you together is to spoil you. it doesn't have to be a special event, but they like making you feel good together and watching you make a mess of yourself. they'll stretch your ass out with both of their straps and go for as long as they can.

The other 20% is always a punishment and not even Wanda's pampering nature can save you. If you break their rules, then you have to suffer the consequences. Since Natasha is a sadist and spanks you all the time, they get a little more creative. They fuck each other right in front of you and make you edge yourself with a simple fleshlight.

The only time they let your top is if you're in a rut and that doesn't mean you're not subbing. most of the time, you're breeding Wanda while Natasha is controlling your hips and keeping you in check via a collar.

Natasha likes to watch while you and Wanda fuck out your cycles. Maybe she'll ride you during rut if she's really horny and wants to be knotted but she prefers to watch you try and act all dominant and tough sometimes.

also their straps are enchanted and they love fucking your face. Natasha likes actually fucking your throat but Wanda just thinks you look absolutely adorable on your knees and desperate to please her.

the aftercare is always wonderful. they follow a similar routine even if they're not fucking you together because it's tailored to what they think you need most after sex. cuddles and a bath are mandatory, even if Wanda has to drag you to the bathroom with her magic. if they've tipped you together, they prefer you just go right into taking a nap but they will let you watch TV or play a videogame if they weren't too rough.

honestly they seem like the type to not even consider sex if they know you haven't eaten anything, but they still keep a few in the mini fridge just in case you need something.

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merakiui · 1 month

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*whispers in your ear* Sk! Azul who moonlights as Idol darling’s manager and the scary stalker that keeps sending her love interest /costars death threats.

👁 👁 looking directly at this!!!!!!

Your always organized, so helpful, very diligent manager who only wants what’s best for you. Who makes sure you have the best of the best: the best venue, the best security, the best brand deals, the best collabs, etc. He employs Jade and Floyd as your bodyguards and you’re none the wiser. In your eyes, your manager is just always on top of everything. You’re so happy and lucky to have such a caring manager! He handles nearly everything for you. Any fans who might’ve become too invasive or troublesome are swiftly dealt with and you’ll never have to feel anxious again.

Sometimes you don’t even feel his eyes on you. Azul has done well to keep these sides perfectly separated like oil and water. It was easy enough to worm his way into your company and snatch up the position of manager before anyone else could. Before he was your manager, he was (and still is) your most devout fan. He’s so obsessed with you. Keeping photos pasted to his wall, some more secretive and candid than the usual photo cards they sell… he keeps things you’ve thrown away: a pen, a napkin, a candy wrapper. These things are all so important and sacred because they were touched by you. He collects all of your merch and albums. He listens to your songs during his commute. Sometimes he drives past your residence when he’s not working in hopes of catching sight of you in the window.

As your manager, Azul has access to you at all times, at every hour, whenever he wishes. You’re practically in the palm of his hand. It’s any stalker’s dream—to be so close to their idol, to know the inner workings of their life, to know them on a professional and personal level… he’s quite lucky.

Azul hates to see you so fearful. He understands it’s difficult. Stalkers are nasty business. Those love letters and threats that were sent to you and others associated with you are terrifying. You have every right to be scared. He offers his shoulder for you to weep upon. He comforts you. He tells you it’ll be okay and he knows it will be because that’s the truth. With him around, he’ll keep you safe. You have nothing to fear. He’s here. :) he’s such a good actor, feigning innocence even though he’s the one behind those letters. It warms his heart to know you read them, but then it hurts him that you didn’t like the poetry he’s penned or the promises he’s made—things regarding how he intends to marry you, to sweep you off your feet and out of the spotlight once and for all, to love you so much that one day you’ll come to love him the same.

Azul watches you slowly crumble. Letters are piling up; threats are relentless. There’s only so much you can take before you inevitably break. When that happens, Azul will be there to hold you close and soothe you. And you trust him because he’s your manager, because he’s so sweet and helpful, because he would never hurt you.

#twisted chit chat #yandere twst

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frownyalfred · 6 months

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(About the kryptonian headcanons)

I think they should work like crows and everything that entails: mate for life, nests on places hard to find (the batcave cough), they stay family and help with the babies, visit family (mr and ms. Kent), they alert eo in case of the nasty (lex, kryptonite, red sun, etc)...courtship rituals 👁👁

Very colorful crows

The idea that all Kryptonians are somewhat birdlike at times and that the only ones who really get it are the various Bats……mhmm symmetry.

#bats and birds #they’re all weird #the rituals are intricate #bruce wayne #batman #dc #clark kent #batfamily #superbat #superman #sorry I keep making these superbat

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ohimsummer · 8 days

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pheww let me tell u right now that suguru gets off on you and satoru bickering over him !!

im talking you and satoru between sugurus legs, pouting and insulting each other while mouthing over sugu’s cock, Satoru whining because you won’t stop hogging the tip, moving up to try and suck on it too but it just makes your tongues touch each other.

“toruuu stop being greedy, it’s my turn!”

“Mmn, no, it’s my turn, you’re not even taking him all the way down your throat. tell her, sugu!”

suguru can’t even respond, genuinely in awe that his two precious darlings are messily slobbering all over his, fighting over his cock…it makes his head tip back with a shaky groan, hips canting up a little bit into your warm mouth to satoru’s disappointment.

“you’re cheating by making him speechless!”

“fine, I’ll share with you.”

poor suguru nearly cums right then and there with you grab satoru’s hair and pull him into a nasty kiss, rubbing your tongue on his so he could get a taste of sugu’s cock

idk idk I just love me some poly satosugu ☺️

….oh wow…….lasering this into the walls of my brain rn👁👁

suguru’s an instigator so ik after one of u insults the other (after being insulted first) he’d be like “___ behave” just to see one of you pouting <3 or to bait you into arguing with him so he can really have a reason to punish you (suguru the notorious facefucker because his dacryphilia kink goes crazy and he likes to see u and satoru cry😩)

“Ur not even taking him all the way down ur throat” and if I grabbed a fistful of satoru’s hair and started makin him deepthroat that mf THEN WHAT‼️ mocking and degrading him and everything like “okay throat goat ! YEW take it all.” suguru gripping the sheets for dear life, sweating and all like really will have him going through it <3 thrusting up into satoru’s mouth to meet him halfway everytime u push his head down :3

alternatively…..satoru “”helping”” you by pushing UR head down and if u couldnt take all of suguru b4, bby u definitely can now ! gagging and choking on his cock while satoru is half praising/half degrading you: “good slut, just like that!” And bc he’s an asshole: “hear that?” (you gagging) “that means you’re doing a great job!”

extra nasty and perverted…….making out with suguru’s cum in your mouths….disgusting 😩🫶🏾 (suguru has the video in his phone)

#ooohh wee ! hawt #u were insane for this KEEP TALKING LET BRO COOK‼️‼️#⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ summy is thinking . . . ｡⋆

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crookedkryptonitebeliever · 2 months

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Can we get smth w cyprus and period secks 👁

Tw afab reader, Cyprus is a fuckin nasty man, with period blood and stuff, dub con,

Cyprus doesn't mind getting messy. The laundry services downstairs are free, after all. He only needs to buy his own washing detergent, which doesn't cost too much as the cheap ones does the job.

You would think that your period would put him off, but he's more of a dog than ever before. He would get excited, your blood would be a natural lube to prepare you with, the air would reek even more of sex and menstrual fluids. Cyprus would go down on you the same, having blood dribble down his chin and all over his chest. He would still fuck you with the same intensity despite having crimson painting all over his body, his bed, your body and even the fucking walls.

He will make you forget about your period migraines and cramps, making you cum over and over again; your body and brain will be molded to the shape of his cock and any pain will be either translated to the pleasure of orgasming or become strongly associated with it. Your uterus would contract tremendously during climaxes and empty its contents quicker. Instead of the usual 5-day shedding, your period will now last on an average of two days. Sometimes even one, because Cyprus literally fucks the uterine lining out of you.

He has an animalistic appetite for your blood clots sliding out of your pussy, you try not to gag when you realized that he would swallow them whole. It's not like you were given a chance to think anyways, he will have you cumming almost every few seconds while slurping up whatever you give him down there.

When he's finally done with you for the day, the room would look like a brutal murder scene. The slaps between his hips and yours were so vigorous that there were splatters of blood that reached the blades of his ceiling fan. Scarlet would paint your body and his as if someone poured a gallon of viscera on the two of you. The sheet that was once dry and off-white is now completely soaked and gored. Blood would crust his fingers and hair.

A triumphant grin would make its way to his handsome face, his teeth were heavily stained red, and his jawline tightened with dried and fresh blood. It's almost like you're looking at a cannibal who has just finished his dinner, he doesn't come close to looking this sanguinary after his most brutal fights.

You would push him away in the end, because his aftercare involves him kissing you on the lips and cuddling. It's gross and nauseating to be covered in rouge like this, but Cyprus doesn't mind. He loves it.

You and he would need to spend the next few hours cleaning up, though. You would be grumpily grumbling as you scrubbed the walls with a wet cloth, trying to get rid of your viscera. Whereas your boyfriend would be whistling to himself, enjoying his day while he balances himself on a step ladder; trying to clean the soiled blades of his ceiling fan.

You're grateful that he would be the one who brings down the bloodied sheets and fabrics because your nervousness and anxiety would make it look like you're trying to cover up a reckless homicide poorly. You couldn't believe that your body expelled that much redness without you dying from blood loss. But then again, it is to be expected. You're squeezing out around 5 days' worth of menstrual blood in a few hours.

It usually takes a few cycles to even get most of it out, his neighbors know that if he's hogging the machines for an unusually long time, that means he managed to fuck his girl during her period. Hence, they would cheer loudly, sometimes the noise even reaching upstairs. Where you would be mortified while mopping up the messy floor.

Cyprus would prepare dishes that mostly consist of lean meat, as he knows you need iron and protein to replace the blood that you lost. He would be happy, praising you as you were such a good girl to him. Cyprus would run you a hot shower, prepare cups of chamomile tea, and massage your back after the sex. Which may or may not lead to him eating you out again, ruining all his hard work to clean the sheets.

Well. At least you get to save money on painkillers and sanitary products.

You sighed, good thing he already told Jane that you're not coming in tomorrow. You don't know if you have the energy to work after that... blood fest. Especially when you're still sitting on your depraved boyfriend's face, his tongue still drilling into your exhausted cunt.

You shuddered every time he licked those sensitive bundles of nerves, frowning at how blood started pooling around his ears and soaking the blanket. You couldn't hop off him, his fingers are digging into the flesh of your thighs, forcing you to use him as a chair.

You hope that no one needs to use the washing machines later tonight.

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Hiii

May I have a scenario for my lovely Sir crocodile🔥? x fem!reader , in which she's the complete opposite of him, so shy and petit , and he lowkey finds her cute and tries to hide it, however his possessive side shows up when some one else is showing interest to his lover (idk I have mihawk in my mind lol) and smoothly shows them who she belongs to , ~The Kisses~ you see 👀 omg the size difference (sorry I'm literally a simp for this man) and I just know he is a hopless romantic 👁

I hope ur ok w such request🧎🏻‍♀️ it's my first time asking, sorry if I did it wrong, u can ignore it. and tnx!

Okay! I love this!

and as a fellow Crocodile simp, I hear you >:)

Tw! Crocodile is toxic, possessive behaviors

-Sir Crocodile x fem!reader who’s the exact opposite of him-

You were shy and quiet and petite and sweet…in such strong contrast to your bold, villainous, violent husband.

He thinks your cute, though, he’d never admit that. Especially to you.

The size difference between you two…

His kisses are rough and passionate, and he has a nasty tendency of grabbing your face while you’re kissing.

Sir Crocodile is his own version of a hopeless romantic, doing romantic things for you on his own schedule. Fancy dates, flashy gifts…the whole works. It really is…romantic.

He couldn’t BELIEVE that Mihawk had the AUDACITY to show a SMIDGEN of interest in HIS s/o.

You’re in Rain Dinners casino, chatting with the handsome man over a drink, not thinking anything of it until Sir Crocodile comes stomping over.

“MIHAWK. What do you think you’re doing?” Crocodile demands.

Mihawk looks up at him disinterestedly, his hand lingering dangerously close to yours as he sips at his wine with his free hand.

“Oh, do you know this woman?” Mihawk asks casually, tracing his finger along your hand. You notice the gesture and pull away a bit, murmuring a warning, “Mihawk…he’s my-“

“I’m her HUSBAND, of course I know this woman!!” Sir Crocodile bellows, and you wince a bit, but Mihawk seems unbothered.

“Ah, I see…” he says, his hand not leaving yours. You’re feeling a bit uncomfortable.

At this rate Sir Crocodile was probably jealous. And when Sir Crocodile got jealous he tended to-

“Y/n. Here. Now,” he demands.

You get a nasty feeling in your stomach.

“Croc, really? Are we really going to-?”

“NOW,” he demands again.

You get up from the table, pulling yourself free from Mihawk…and begin the walk of shame to where your husband is standing.

People are starting to stare. And whisper. Sir Crocodile was going to make another example of you.

He grabs your face, roughly. And then kisses you. The kiss tastes like sand and smoke, and it’s rough and gritty and passionate.

Mihawk, and the rest of the crowd, watch in surprise for a moment, before turning back to their drinks.

Finally, finally, after what feels like an eternity, he breaks the kiss, then addresses the audience he’s made.

“Anyone ELSE want to flirt with MY wife?” he asks dangerously, still gripping your face tightly.

Everyone stares into their drinks.

He regains his composure, huffs. “Good. That’s what I thought.”

You can’t believe your husband just did that. But oh, in a way you could believe it.

That was so like Crocodile to do…

And in a way…maybe you liked that about him. His unpredictability. His dangerousness.

It was romantic, in a way…

#One piece #one piece x reader #crocodile x reader #sir crocodile x reader #one piece sir crocodile x reader #One piece crocodile x reader

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