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In Living Color

Chapter 13 - Part Three

Summary: When Natalie Marton, lead character designer for Buzz Lightyear, meets the voice of Buzz, Chris Evans, the sparks are undeniable. But when their work pushes them away from each other, both physically and emotionally, will the sheer differences between their worlds be enough to force them apart?

Pairing: Chris Evans x Pixar Animator OFC Natalie Marton

Word Count: 5,128

By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour

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Warnings: None.

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October 30th, 2021

“Nat! Are you almost ready? We’re going to be late!” Chris yelled down the hall as he glanced at his phone, seeing the time passing with not much left before Tara’s party started.

“Yeah, be ready in a second!” Her voice echoed.

Satisfied with her answer, Chris plunked down at a kitchen chair and put his hand out for Dodger, letting the pooch sniff him before his tail began to wag when Chris scratched him. As Chris sat there at the kitchen table, he couldn’t help but feel excited at the night ahead. When he was back home in Boston, he loved being able to spend time with his lifelong friends, surrounded by the people who had known him since he was that dorky teenage theater kid. Some of these people had become like his family and it felt so good to be able to introduce Nat into this group, knowing that they’d all fall in love with her just as easily as he had.

Tara’s Halloween party had felt like the perfect place to bring her too, it being a more low pressure and fun environment but even now, only a half hour before the party began, Nat still wouldn’t tell him what her costume was. He had decided on Crocodile Dundee, one of his favorite movies from the 80’s and had even completed the look with a blow up alligator that Nat had gotten him. Although he’d been bugging her for over a week to try to find out what plans she had for her costume, she wouldn’t say a word.

Being the wildly creative artist that she was, he knew it’d probably be something a little more out of the box but when she finally rounded the corner into the kitchen, Chris couldn’t stop himself from flopping backward in his chair, a hand flying to smack his chest and a loud hysterical laugh pouring out of him as he pushed out through his rapid fire laugh, “What is that?”

“Hello, I am Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die,” Nat told him with an accent so bad that even a children’s theater production would have criticized it.

“I can’t believe that’s your costume,” his laughter was still bubbling out while he took in her entire look, asking, “What is that mustache put on with?”

“I drew it on with my eyebrow pencil,” Nat told him before a smirk appeared on her lips, noting that, “It looks better than the one you had earlier this year.”

At the comment, he rolled his eyes even though he was full of amusement and asked her, “Still never going to let me live that down?”

“Nope.”

Chris finally stood up, ready to get going but when he took another look at Nat in that costume, he burst into laughter yet again. She was about to be meeting almost all of his lifelong friends for the first time and yet she’d chosen to dress in a costume complete with a mustache. But that was just the epitome of Nat, completely unafraid to be herself, and that was one of the things he loved the most about her.

“I have to say,” Nat began, pulling his attention to her and letting him see the way her eyes were raking him up and down before her hands came out to rub his bare chest that was showing underneath the small vest he had on. “I really like this choice of costume for you.”

“You’ve got a thing for Croc Dundee, don’t you?” He smirked, arms coming to wrap around her waist.

“When he looks like you, yeah,” was her easy response.

Chris smiled as he leaned down to press their lips together, his eyes closing as he focused just on the feeling of her lips on his while her hands rubbed around his sides before he felt them rubbing along his back. He always loved feeling her touch, loving her hands on his skin and he shivered slightly from the way her fingers trailed down his back before coming down to squeeze at his firm ass, making him feel warm from the inside out. He started to not care about the fact they might be late to the party and instead began to wish they would be late, but when he pulled back momentarily to catch his breath and his blue eyes fluttered halfway open, his hands dropped from her as he burst into his loud laughter yet again.

“I’m sorry, I just cannot take you seriously with that mustache!”

“You didn’t seem to mind a minute ago,” Nat smiled as her arms wrapped around him again but even with that beautiful smile, he couldn’t help but keep snickering when he saw that fake mustache above her lip.

“Well I mind when I have to look at it!” he said through his loud laughter as he turned to grab his phone off of the counter and look over to check that Dodger had plenty of water.

They headed out of the front door once Nat got a notification that their Uber was there, discreetly booked under her name. As they headed towards the driveway, they slipped face masks on, quiet once they got into the car. She made small talk with the driver for a few minutes as Chris stayed quiet, letting Tara know they were on their way and would be there soon.

The party was in full swing once they got there, with much of Chris’ longtime friend group in the open living space, laughing with drinks in hand while dressed in various full costumes. Once they stuck their masks in Nat’s bag, he started introducing Nat to everybody as Nick, one of his high school buddies, brought him a beer and offered Nat one as well. But it wasn’t long before Tara, the hostess and his longtime best friend, found them near the kitchen.

Nat was whispering something to Chris with a chuckle as Tara walked up to them, a large smile on her face as she said, “I finally get to meet the famous Nat.”

Nat glanced at Chris oddly, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks. “I’m not sure that I want to know what I’m famous for,” she laughed as she shook her head.

Tara didn’t hesitate to reassure Nat, “Mostly for Chris never shutting up about you.”

“I left out the fact she has that mustache though,” he smirked, looking down at Nat with a chuckle as she rolled her eyes. “She’s a little self conscious about it.”

“He’s just jealous that mine is better than his ever was.”

Tara’s eyes widened as she took a sip of her drink, smirking as she agreed, “That last one he had was hideous.”

“And Nattie started dating me with that mustache so the joke’s on her,” Chris chuckled, smirking once Nat rolled her eyes.

“Yeah and I told you it had to be shaved before you came back into the country,” she muttered, but a faint smile appeared on her lips as his arm wound around her waist. He remembered the threat well, one that he’d made sure to follow before he even began packing up for his flight back to Massachusetts in July to get Dodger.

“I’m just glad I never had to see it in person,” Tara laughed as Chris rolled his eyes. After pausing to sip her drink again, she gestured to Chris and told him, “I like the Croc Dundee costume though, that’s so good!”

But at Nat’s huff of laughter, he knew she couldn’t help but interject her usual sarcasm, not one to skip out on the chance to embarrass him a little. “He just is using Halloween as a chance to be half-naked,” she informed Tara, squirming with a laugh as Chris’ hand squeezed her rear. “He wants to remind everyone he’s still ripped even though he’s old.”

He took a long sip from the bottle in his hand, shaking his head as he murmured, “Careful there Nattie, I seem to recall someone has a birthday soon.”

“Yeah to turn thirty-four,” she laughed just before she indulged in some of her drink, then reached to tuck a strand of curls behind her ear. Her eyes were moving over the party throughout the home before they returned to Chris and Tara. She met Chris’ eyes with a genuinely happy smile and he returned it, knowing how happy he was that she was here with his friends.

He shook his head as the women laughed, telling them, “You know, I’m really regretting bringing you to this party already.”

“What because then you can’t have all the spotlight and show off your muscles?” Nat asked as she bumped his hip with hers playfully.

He ignored Nat, but tightened his arm and brought her closer to him as he turned his attention to Tara, informing her, “Tara, I think we need to change this party and only allow people over forty in.”

But Tara’s brows furrowed and she frowned almost instantaneously, protesting, “No way, I like her!”

“See? You’re not getting rid of me that easily,” Nat smirked, looking up at Chris with a mischievous expression. He rolled his eyes before he pressed a kiss to her forehead as she said, “Tara, can I ask where your bathroom is?”

Tara nodded, pointing to the hall near the back door, instructing Nat, “Yeah it’s right down the back hallway on the left.”

Nat leaned up to peck Chris’ lips and handed him her beer before she slipped out of his embrace and headed towards the bathroom. He watched her until she disappeared from sight, unaware of his grin until Tara laughed, shaking her head at the dopey look on his face.

“Okay I like her already,” Tara decided, taking a fresh drink from her husband, Will, as he passed by on his way to the living room.

The grin remained on Chris’ face as he nodded, telling her knowingly, “That’s pretty much a theme with Nat. Nobody can usually go more than five minutes without liking her.”

“I think she’s going to fit in with everyone really well. She certainly can hold her own and bust your chops,” Tara smiled, her voice dropping before she asked, “How did it go the other day with her meeting your family?”

“It went great, they all love her already,” Chris supplied. It truly had gone better than he’d imagined, with Nat fitting right into their chaos without missing a beat. He knew they’d grown up in both wildly similar and wildly different ways, with circumstances, locations, and styles, but it’d felt as if Nat had grown up alongside the family with how well she’d adjusted, in a matter of minutes, to their craziness. “Ma is crazy about her. I’ve never seen her like a girlfriend of mine this much before.”

“I think I can see why,” Tara assured him. She paused for a moment, her eyes studying Chris, before asking, “...You’re really happy, aren’t you?”

“God, I am Tara,” he confessed. He’d never gone much longer than a day without being so insanely happy it’d scared him since he and Nat had gotten together, minus the chaos of needing to clue Meghan into the PR storm. Nat made him happy. She made him feel safe, loved, and wanted, in a way he never had before. He missed her so much while he had been alone in Boston the last month that he’d come close to going back to Los Angeles several times. He never had that feeling before, the feeling that made him want to be somewhere he actively dreaded in any other circumstance. But Nat was there. Los Angeles was her base, and as long as she was anywhere, he’d follow her there.

“Nat seems like a special girl,” Tara mused, breaking him out of his thoughts.

“She’s more than that,” he admitted, shrugging as he pursed his lips. “She’s… my best friend.”

And those words that so easily came spilling out of his mouth almost surprised him. It was the first thing that had popped into his brain even though he’d never cognizantly thought about it, but hearing himself say it made him realize just how true it was. Nat had so effortlessly become his best friend in every sense of the word. Whether he was happy, tired, stressed out, or unsure about something, Nat was always the first one he turned to. She was his source of comfort, understanding, laughter, and wisdom and he knew that she was the only one he wanted to fill that spot in his life.

Those feelings were only solidified as the party was in full swing and Chris watched Nat easily fall in with his friends, most of whom he’d known almost his entire life. It wasn’t surprising to him to be able to see her so easily charm everyone, laughing and joking around with everyone as if they had known her just as long as him. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t already known just how hopelessly in love with Nat that he was, that was a fact that was painfully obvious to him almost constantly, but having her here with him in Boston was that last missing piece that sealed the deal for him. Seeing Nat finally meeting his family and friends and fitting in so easily only reminded him that she truly was the one for him. She was the girl he was starting to believe would only be true in his dreams, but here she was, and she was his.

October 31st, 2021

Chris glanced down at the display of the car as Nat changed the radio station, smiling faintly to himself at the happy look on her face. Getting to spend time with Nat in Boston had felt like heaven to him, but as her return flight to Los Angeles lingered over their heads, he knew their time together was coming to a close.

So far, her last full day with him in Massachusetts had been spent exploring his old stomping grounds, driving by the youth theater he so fondly remembered, his schools, and a few houses he grew up in before his mother moved into her current home. He showed her all over with a smile on his face as he recalled story after story full of laughter, Nat’s hand squeezing his thigh softly each time she fell into laughter as she got to hear each and every memory.

Once they’d returned to the house in the early afternoon, they had enjoyed the slow afternoon just eating lunch, walking Dodger and spent the rest of the time fully connected as they tangled in the sheets in his comfortable bed. It was growing darker as they laid together, Chris just loving the feeling of having Nat laying on top of him, his hands running up and down her bare back after they’d worn each other out for the second time, but their quiet moment was interrupted when he felt a rumble in her stomach.

Although they couldn’t seem to rouse themselves to life right away, eventually they made it into the shower so they could get ready for one meal together. Once they were both ready and Dodger was set to be alone for a few hours, they headed to the car and towards town, where Chris had booked a table at one of his favorite restaurants. They figured that given the discretion his hometown commonly gave him, along with the holiday tonight, they’d be able to fly relatively under the radar, and that was a risk he was willing to take at this point. He’d only been able to take Nattie out a couple times before, with them having spent most of their time in California in their own homes, and he wanted to go all out for her tonight.

He was navigating the car through the back roads as Nat’s phone buzzed in the cupholder. She hummed along to the song playing softly over the speakers, but soon she laughed loudly as she read the message.

“Alex just sent a text in the family group text announcing that she is still pregnant and not very happy about it,” she told Chris, unlocking her phone with a swipe of her thumb with a smirk on her face.

“I’m sure not,” Chris chuckled with a shake of his head, his eyebrows furrowing as he wondered, “Isn’t she a week overdue?”

“A week and a half,” Nat corrected as she finished typing on her phone and slid it into her bag. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her rest her head back against the headrest and look over at him as she said, “She’s so ready for that baby to come out.”

“Did they finally decide on a name?”

“They’re still deciding but I’m pretty sure it’s going to be Jack. That seems to be the one they keep coming back to,” she informed just as Chris pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. Their conversation halted for a long moment while they climbed out of the car, Chris locking it and sliding the key in his pocket before he tossed an arm around Nat’s shoulders as they walked toward the doors of the restaurant.

He couldn’t help but feel so happy as he felt Nat lean in against his frame while they walked, making him feel the need to press a soft kiss to the top of her head, just so content that he has his Nattie here with him. It felt so good to not be looking over his shoulder here, being able to just walk into one of his frequented restaurants with his arm around the girl that he loved and be tucked into a back corner table across from her. Chris knew he had an ear to ear smile on his face as he looked across the table at her, seeing those cute curls and sparkling eyes shining as she finished out her thought from the car and wistfully mused, “I can’t wait to get to hold that baby.”

“Do you think you’re going to fly up there once he’s born?” He asked as he took a sip from the water glass in front of her, eyes locked on Nat’s instead of the menu in front of him.

She frowned, glancing down at the menu resting in front of her before admitting, “I don’t think so. I really want to but with taking time off to come here and how much work we have, I just don’t think I can.”

“And you’re going to be back there in just a couple weeks for Thanksgiving,” Chris added with a nod. He felt bad that he indirectly made Nat unable to visit home, but he quickly pushed that guilt aside, knowing Nat would’ve spoken up – like she had in the beginning of the month – if she didn’t want to come in favor of seeing – what she had theorized – baby Jack in the next week.

“Exactly so it just makes sense to wait,” she agreed with a shrug, smiling as the waiter dropped off her glass of wine and his beer at the table. She took a sip of the glass of red before adding, “Besides, with Heather, my dad, and Alex’s in-law’s, there will be enough help the first few weeks without me.”

He smirked as he drank some of the beer, leaning back in his seat and telling her, “I have a feeling my phone is going to be blowing up that whole week you’re home with thousands of pictures of that baby.”

“Oh you know it will,” she assured him before she paused, shifting a bit in her seat. “But there was something I wanted to ask you about Thanksgiving…”

“What’s that, baby?” He asked, his brows raising as his eyes locked onto hers curiously.

“Well, I wanted to see if you might like to come home with me for Thanksgiving,” she offered, a hopeful look on her face. She looked more tentative than she had in a long time, almost nervous. But he was able to quell those fears with his answer.

“Nattie, I’d love to,” he immediately said, knowing that it was true. He had already tossed around the idea of inviting her to come back here and spend Thanksgiving with his own family but had decided on forgoing that with Alex having her baby. Chris knew that there would be no way Nat would want to miss out on being around her brand new nephew and he certainly didn’t blame her. As much as he was bubbling with excitement over being invited to a holiday with her, he wanted to ask, “Is your family alright with that?”

“They’re actually the ones who brought it up,” Nat laughed softly while leaning back in the booth, her hands motioning back and forth as she explained, “I had wanted to invite you and was going to ask them, but Heather is the one who asked if I’d bring you.”

A hand came to rest on his chest as he honestly told her, “I’d be honored to come.” Chris felt his brain churning as he thought through his schedule for the next month, knowing he really only had a few ASP things to do before some reshoots in December and thought out loud, “I was planning on coming back to California for your birthday so maybe I’ll just stay and then we could go to Seattle the week after.”

“You won’t find me complaining about getting to have you longer,” Nat’s smile was shining as she gazed across the table at him, but their moment was briefly interrupted when a waiter came over. Both of them shared a soft laugh, realizing they had barely looked at the menu but each made a quick decision and put their order in, soon being alone once again.

Chris’ eyes flickered down when he saw Nat’s hand reaching across the table, opening up her palm and silently asking for his touch which he gladly gave as he put his hand in hers and held it gently as she looked at him with nothing but happiness on her face as she told him, “I’m so excited that you’re going to come.”

“I am too,” he honestly spoke before his mind started to drift at the one plan coming up that he hated she wasn’t part of, muttering, “I still wish you could come with me and my family to Disney World after Thanksgiving.”

He still hated looking at his calendar and seeing the trip that he looked forward to every single year with the people he loved most and knowing that she wasn’t going to be there. Chris wanted to have her there with him, sharing in that special memory but when they had talked it through a few weeks ago, both of them had admitted what they didn’t want to and that was the fact that it would be better if she didn’t go. Between having not met his entire family at that point, and knowing they’d have at least one person taking photos of them, it seemed like an illogical choice to have her come, but it didn’t mean that he wasn’t still disappointed.

“I do too, but I think we made the right choice,” Nat nodded while tucking some of her curls behind her ear with her free hand as she went on, “Having that picture leak this past summer was stressful enough but at Disney World, we’re assured of having someone take our picture.”

“Yeah…” he trailed off with a sigh, just staring down at their intertwined hands as he shook his head. “I’m really sorry, Nat. I’m sorry that it is this way.”

Chris couldn’t help but feel guilty about it all. He loved being able to act, having a creative profession be his life, but sometimes he hated what came along with it and that it affected the people that he loved most. Sometimes he still found himself wishing that he could go on vacation, head to a baseball game, or out to a movie and have his arms around Nat without having to worry about someone sneaking a picture of them and the inevitable storm that would follow on the internet.

“It’s okay, Chris. It’s not your fault,” Nat’s hand squeezed his as she looked at him with resolve in her eyes, going on to reassure him, “And I want you to know that when it comes time that we need to be public, I’ll be okay.”

He knew it was true. He knew that Nat would be alright and that she could handle it, but he hated that she had to. Chris hated so much of what came with fame for himself, let alone what it brought to the people that he loved. Normally nearly six months into a relationship he wasn’t that worried about it yet, but with Nat it was different. He knew that this was going somewhere. This wasn’t some fling or passionate romance that would burn out. This was something special, but with that came the knowledge that this was going to affect her even more than it already had and he hung his head while acknowledging, “I just know that this isn’t what you want and I’m just sorry you have to deal with all of it just because you’re with me.”

“I guess you’re worth it,” Nat playfully joked with a soft squeeze to his hand, getting his attention and waiting for his eyes to meet hers before she continued, “But I mean it Chris, I will be okay when the time comes.”

“I promise I’ll handle it better than I did before.”

“We’ll handle it together,” she stated firmly before her tone softened, “For now I’m pretty content having it be just us, though.”

“Me too, Nattie,” his low voice rumbled before he gently lifted her hand to place a sweet kiss in the palm of her hand.

“I’m really going to miss you when I go back tonight,” she whispered, a sad smile on her face as she looked across the table at him. “This weekend has been so perfect.”

His shoulders slouched a bit in relief as he laughed to himself, shaking his head as he confessed, “I was really hoping that you’d like it here in Massachusetts.”

“I do like it here,” she assured him, then paused and surprised him as she admitted, “But I mostly like it because I love seeing you here.”

Chris’ brows furrowed in confusion, unsure what she was saying. He knew he lived almost two separate lives for the last two decades of his life – there was the Chris who spent most of the years working on sets and walking red carpets, then there was the Chris who grew up in Sudbury and loved being back home with his family, childhood friends, and his dog…. And now Nat. But still, he felt as though the lines had become blurred in the last few years, with work dropping steadily post-Marvel when he intended to take some time to relax after a busy few years, but then with the pandemic he spent more time back home in 2020 than ever intended. And he was happy then, don’t get him wrong, getting to be with his family nearly daily and no work upcoming, but he craved getting to spend his life with someone. He never anticipated that going to that morning meeting in February would set them on this path together, coincidentally during one of his busiest seasons in a long time, but 2021 had become the happiest year yet… and it was all because of spending so much time getting to know Nattie in Los Angeles. “What do you mean?” He asked her.

“I just love getting to see you be able to relax,” she murmured with a shrug, her eyes looking around for a moment before landing on him, a soft easy grin on her lips as Nat explained, “You’re just so… happy here.”

“I am happy here,” he easily agreed. He knew so much of being here and choosing to live in the area was because of the fond memories from his childhood and youth, but also because this is where his entire family was still based. They still came home for every holiday, every birthday, and event, and getting to have a close-knit circle still felt essential to Chris with all the chaos that came along with his career. But so much of those thoughts now centered on what it meant for him and Nat, what luxuries it provided him given the unspoken discretion and privacy the town provided him with. They wouldn’t have to worry about paparazzi lingering on every busy street corner, impeding on their privacy. “I love being able to run errands with my Ma and take Dodger out for walks and have my own home that actually feels like a home. But having you here made it even better because we finally were able to go to the grocery store, and out to breakfast or for drives without having to look over our shoulders. I love being able to just live my life with the people that I love here.”

Her smile grew into a pleased one, one that told him she understood every word. “I’m really happy that I get to be one of those people,” she whispered, squeezing his hand before she straightened up, the slightly-giddy expression remaining.

“I am too, Nattie. I love you so fucking much and seeing you here with my friends and my family only reminds me just how thankful I am to have you in my life,” he whispered, watching as her eyes grew damp at those words just as the waiter came by with their food.

They enjoyed their last few hours together, talking about Nat's recent invitation to be featured at an upcoming art show, and before Chris knew it, he was sitting in the driver’s seat of his car, watching Nat’s retreating figure as she headed into the departures terminal at Logan International alone, her suitcase rolling next to her. The entire drive home was spent in thought, even as Nat sent him texts and let him know when she got through security and made it to the gate. He missed her so much already, and as if it was possible, his home and town felt emptier without her presence. He knew she was it for him, and while that thought would have scared him this early on in any other relationship, it only made him more excited to get to see her in just nine short days.

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sabo-has-my-heart · 10 months

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Hey there, so first time asking and hope I do it right.. and sorry for the grammar erorrs, I'm not sure ur ok with the scenario but I'mma give it a shot

so! It's based on a dream I had last night lol, a crocodile x fem reader in Victorian era🌚 crocodile is in his late 20's and ofc the richest of them lords, all good and ready to get married, it's most likely an arranged marriage and he has to choose between a few number of fine ladies who are chosen and well suited for him, but he already has a secret lover, she's a petite young lady, years younger than him -not so rich- and kinda weak due to her physics(yes I got daddy issues), who would never come up to his marriage standards so when she gets aware of the arrangement thing she's heartbroken inside and eventho she's so attached to him in all ways still tries to cut ties w him so he can achieve what is meant for him, things get kinda angsty here lol, but crocodile already knows it so he comes to the rescue and express his passionate love and respect(I'm dramatic and I know it) to her and say that he would never do such thing to her(the make outs and touches💅🏻)I just know he is oh so romantic with his one. It's extra romantic and a lil angst you can also add anything u want, a bit suggestive maybe, oh and he calls her doll🗿

I love ur writings sm I hope this helps u to make smth out of my miserable explanation lol, and thanks:>

Warnings: Victorian era setting, slight angst, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1140

He was the most eligible lord of the decade, literally mr. tall, dark, and handsome. Even the scar across his face could not diminish his good looks. As the richest man in the city on top of his looks, the only things that he could not have as his own belonged to the royal family, and even much of those could be bought for the right price. Despite the ladies that lined the edges of each gala, awaiting for a dance with him, he only cared for one. A lower born girl, barely considered a lady in most circles. With no manor to speak of, only a single butler and maid, and little wealth, you were often the subject of humiliation by the higher born ladies. Still, though, he cared for you. A chance meeting at one of the many parties he attended, dressed humbly in a simple, yet beautiful gown with no extravagant jewelry to speak of. Immediately, he’d been drawn to you, asking you for a dance, despite your place at the far walls of the ballroom. While your status often forced him away, he was still adamant about meeting with you as often as possible, bringing extravagant gifts whenever he visited. Expensive jewelry, rare flowers, and exotic fruits, he treated you to them all. Even as he was pushed to marry, he fought against it as often as possible, insisting that there was only one lady that he desired and none of the women brought before him were her. But his borrowed time was up and his family fed up with his excuses, he would marry a proper lady befitting his status! They’d already chosen a girl, rich and well bred, her family well known and influential. Both families had agreed and the lady ecstatic as they announced the engagement.

Looking at the announcement, tears began to fall down your cheeks. He was engaged, and to a high born lady. Someone infinitely more well suited to him. She was someone with wealth, influence, good pedigree, and good health. In comparison, your family was only barely counted among the lords and ladies, your family tree in question, few riches, no influence, and your health was of poor quality. She would make a much better bride than yourself. Even still, you couldn’t stop the tears that continued to dot the paper in front of you. Your lover was marrying. It might be clearly arranged, but that didn’t change the fact that she was better for him than you.

Knocking on your front door, Crocodile growled slightly. He hadn’t seen you in days, not since the announcement. He could only think that you must have misunderstood. He didn’t want her, he wanted you. Part of him feared that the shock of the announcement would affect your health, that your already weak body wouldn’t be able to handle such a thing. He had to see if you were alright. Finally the door opened, revealing your butler, the man standing there rather than letting him in like usual.

“Lord Crocodile. It is… it is a pleasure as always.” the man said with a bow, though he still stayed where he was.

“I’m here to see Lady Y/n. I haven’t seen her in days. Is she unwell?” he asked, trying not to show just how concerned he was.

“I’m sorry, my lord, but Lady Y/n has locked herself in her room and refuses to come out. The only person allowed to see her is the maid and even then, only for meals.” the butler said, concern evident on his face. A similar expression crossed his own as he glanced up at your window, the curtains drawn. Why had you locked yourself in your room? Was it the engagement?

“Tell her that I did not want this engagement. That she is the only one I desire.” he said before walking away, glancing back once more before heading back for his manor. He would have to have a talk with his family, he absolutely would not marry that woman.

Despite his message, he still hadn’t seen you in days, by now it had been 2 weeks since he’d last seen you and he was growing ever more agitated. At this point, he’d simply given your butler a large case of money before storming up to your room. It didn’t take much for him to knock your door in, startling you as you looked up at him. You sat on your bed in a nightgown, your cheeks tear stained and eyes blood shot.

“L-lord Crocodile, w-what-” “I have not seen you in weeks, your butler says you have locked yourself in your room, and your maid claims that you have been crying! Did you truly not expect me to come?” he asked irritably. More tears filled your eyes, even as you wondered how you still had more to shed.

“L-lady Veronica is much more well suited to a man such as you. Great wealth, influence, and family, a healthy body to give you as many children as you desire. Such a lady is-” “Not who I desire, doll.” he said, much more softly as he sat on your bed, caressing your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into his touch, enjoying the feeling of his large hand on your skin once again.

“I… wouldn’t you be happier with her?” you asked, staring into his eyes in worry. Crocodile chuckled as he kissed you softly.

“No. She could be the next in line for the throne or a literal angel and I would still desire you over her. I will always want you over any other. Whether my family approves or not, I will only have you as my bride.” he said, pulling you in for another kiss, then another. Pushing against his chest, you breathed hard.

“Crocodile, someone could see us kissing like this. It’s…” you blushed as you looked away, making him chuckle.

“Then one last one and I’ll stop for now, doll. The day you and I wed, however, you can not stop me. As my bride, my wife, such things will no longer cause a scandal and I will be allowed to have you as I please.” he said, giving you one last passionate kiss. He was reluctant to leave you after what had happened over the last two weeks, but he knew he had to sort things out with both families, so he would before asking for your hand. He almost didn’t let go of your hand, leaving you sitting there smiling, your heart pounding. Peeking out your curtain, you watched him leave. Despite how he tried to hide it from you, you could see the fury in the way he walked. He would ‘amend’ things with both parties and he would have you, no matter the cost, his family be damned.

#one piece #one piece crocodile #one piece sir crocodile #op crocodile #sir crocodile x reader #op sir crocodile #sir crocodile #crocodile x reader

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devmimi · 2 years

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okay thenn could i request ei with a top reader who refused to be dominated? have a nice day!

ofc !! thnk u !! u have a nice day too :D reader is gn!!

—EI X YOU

includes;; cunnilingus(giving), fingering(giving), things of the sort!! dom!reader x switch!ei a bit of meanness ^^"

you looked down at ei, the powerful archon you loved so dearly. now was testing your patience. you two were getting to some quality alone time when she tried taking control of the situation again. a constantly 'fight' you had that you refused to lose.

"stay.. down." you sneered, hands moving to her shoulders. "baby calm down. you know you're just going to lose." you had a smirk on your face that made ei feel wild. "i can make you feel so nice, pillow princess."

she scoffed at the pet name, rolling her eyes to what was farther from the truth. grunting a bit as she pushed herself up further. before she got far enough to turn the tables you slammed her shoulders back down. "baby.. my love." you cooed. "let's be honest with ourselves. it's just better when i'm on top." you put on a crocodile smile for her. one of your hands slipped down her body. you looked up at her and ghosted the sensitive bud. she nodded, and you proceeded.

you looked back down, ei putting her hand on your hair to grip it. god, this felt like heaven to her. you slipped one inside, your thumb taking the job of her clit. "doesn't this feel so nice?" she gripped your hair tight. the other one went to covering her mouth from the soft noises coming from it. the small of her back lifted off the mattress and you slipped two more digits in.

ei nudged your head down, one of her eyes keeping on you. you kept staring down. one hand inside her and the other wrapped around her waist. continuing to push you down, soon you were eye level with her sweet place. you leaned forward, checking once more to look up. "here?"

ei nodded, and you proceeded. pulling out your fingers and replacing it with your tongue. picking her hips up, you wrapped her legs around your neck. wanting to be as close as possible. your hands rested on her ass, gripping and pushing her closer every time she shifted from the intense pleasure. electric, shooting through her body while you worked wonders. one of your hands moved up ei's body, grabbing her tit and pinching the bud there. twisting and rubbing. it all combined to take over ei's senses.

"mmh..!" ei tried to keep her voice down, toes curling and patting your head. you pulled off a bit, and the cause was soon clear. cumming on your fresh sheets. you looked a bit shocked for a second at how quick she got her orgasm but you didn't ask, just moved up to be face to face with her. "isn't that so much better?" you teased, locking lips with ei for a second before pulling back and going down her neck with butterfly kisses. "i really wish you didn't keep trying to get one over on me." you pulled away fully from her, going to your dresser and pulling out a bullet toy.

"whats that for, dear?" ei panted, too tired to move over to look but she knew what resided in that drawer.

"oh, it's for you. try to get on top of me and i'd like to see some repercussion." you came back, shooing her hands away from her body and pushing it inside. you went back for the remote, turning it on high. ei was too tired to get it out, so she was there squirming with no avail of letting up. her expression turned from comfort to anger and back to defeat. this wouldn't teach her, though. hopefully one day she will listen.

#genshin x reader #ei x reader #ei x gn!reader #ei x y/n #genshin impact raiden #raiden shogun #raiden x reader #raiden baal #gi baal #ei smut #ei x you #genshin impact smut #— MIMI HEAT #— MIMI ASKS

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fndmfrenzy · 1 year

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i’m doing this

🔫 - Fave canon arc? Impel Down

🚽 - Least favorite canon arc? Punk Hazard... very boring

💩 - Least favorite character? (in general) Sanji...?

🙅 - Least favorite Straw Hat? Sanji

😀 - Most favorite Straw Hat? Usopp

😍 - OTP? Shanks x Buggy

💀 - NOTP? Shanks x anyone but Buggy and vice versa (so out of the more prominient ships Shanks x Mihawk, Shanks x Ben Beckman, Buggy x Crocodile, Buggy x Mihawk etc) also Doflamingo x Crocodile. i used to like them but now i cannot see them as a couple

☠ - Fave pirate symbol? Buggy’s and Doffy’s :)

🏰 - Fave marine? Kizaru! i really like all the admirals tho, even the new guy

❌ - Least fave marine? uhhh Tashigi?

👾 - Fave villain? Doffy

🎾 - Fave battle? Luffy vs Doffy Luffy vs Katakuri

😭 - Saddest scene? some strawhat backstories (nami, chopper) law backstory

😜 - Funniest character? Buggy also Bartolomeo

😳 - Any crushes? Crocodile maybe? i started watching for him cos he’s HAWT

👌 - Fave character design? Buggy ^^ also Croc and Doffy (yeah i’m biased cos they’re my favorites) and how could I forget Kizaru (he looks so stupid I love him)

🃏 - Who has the Best Hat? (the true question) hmmm idk. but i know who has the worst hat (its law)

🆚 - Sub or dub? sub ofc. english isn’t even my first language, and idk if my country has an op dub

☯️ - Anime or manga? i’m an anime only at this point 😅

⏰ - How long have you been into One Piece? less than a month i think?

🌧 - Saddest backstory? deffo Law and Corazon

🙌 - Are you up to date? almost! just started wano (might skip tho, it’s boring 😓 )

🎆 - Something you can’t wait for??!! Cross Guild development

🔪 - A character who fills you with frustration? a lot of female characters but it’s mostly on the author (the worst cases are tashigi and rebecca)

#one piece spoilers #ask game

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tigerandwyrm · 1 year

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21, 22, 40 pavamis!

LET'S GOOOOOO THANK U FOR THE ASK

21. Who would get into a fight to defend the other's honor? Who tends to the other's wounds? - if i had to pick one it'd more likely be aramis ? but also. i feel like it's a pretty even split. neither of them fight for the sake of fighting but they will defend the other with their life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - again this is an extremely even split, they're both healers and very caring of the other. aramis probably tends to pavel wounds more often though solely on account of pavel being more susceptible to injuries

22. What reminds each of their partner? what reminds pavel of aramis:

- anything purple or dark blue - the night sky - any and all of aramis' interests ofc. if he sees something being sold that has any relation to his interests, he's taking it home for him - the smell of bluebells And the smell of pine - velvet. he cannot tell u specifically why just something about it makes him go Hmmm boyfriend - victorian gothic shit (idk what they'd call this on etheirys) - ravens and wolves and maine coons:) AND LYNXES. and the fucking . mice things. from island sanctuary. i don't remember their name

what reminds aramis of pavel: (i just copy and pasted what my friend said bc aramis was made by her x)

- any animals but specifically frogs or crocodile/large lizard reptile - butterflies - light pinks and blues - chocobos (this one is of course taking some of my own personal bias but hear me out: chocobos are disheveled loyal helpful little guys, often bearing the weight of others to please them, very good boys. of course after their cute chocobo ride home after costa del sol he starts to see them and think of him) -sketchbooks or sketching materials in general - smell of charcoal/graphite on paper - natural scents - coeurls

40. Who has an insatiable appetite? And what does the other do to help?

aramis has an era where he's hungry to an insane amount bc he has a voidsent parasite latched onto him. don't worry about it while that era is rocky for their relationship bc of said secret parasite, pavel feels kinda conflicted, but makes sure to make bigger meals for aramis (pavel is often the one cooking in the light party bc he enjoys it). once he knows about the voidsent though, he is Constantly prepared, going all in with no hesitation. he has snacks on him at all times too current time tho i don't think either of them have an insatiable appetite ? aramis has a habit of accidentally skipping meals from being absorbed in his work and stuff so pavel always makes sure to check when he last ate. if he's working from home or pavel is able to spare the time to get to wherever he is, he'll bring aramis a meal around breakfast/lunch/dinner time just to be sure he has something<:3

#ask meme #pavamis #THANK U FOR ASKING I HAD SO MUCH FUN BRAINSTORMING THESE W MY BUDDY

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its march :3 (side note i think its funny that i chose march .. as a name.. to call myself. because i just like the name (and secretly i was thinking of the character from to you, my immortal/to your eternity) but it.. it was just march. march just ended. i only realized this connection yesterday.)

you would be CORRECT..!! see its Obvious. i think i would be way more embarrassed to pretend like ur wrong or gloss over ur guess bc thats ... .. the 2nd one just proves u right and the first one... is... is humiliating .... i will not go off anon tho this is comfy for me <3 (another side note. 20 minutes after giving myself a name . for ease. i was so embarrassed and ashamed LOL. like wow... i named myself when its already so obvious who i am....)

im really not much of a shipper tbh, especially with the straw hats cuz i love to see them as having familial relationships or just being real close friends but!!! one piece has definitely awakened something in me.. to ship characters. bc before i would never ship characters in media. i have.. various reasons for this. but the one piece fandom is so into shipping it has rubbed off on me a bit. i cant help it. i love hannyabul x magellan.

zoro is the perfect mix of cool and goofy, its so wonderful!!! using 3 swords is like the silliest thing in theory and then he busts out the most awesome moves with it and its like wow .. look at him. i cant imagine being zoro levels of bad at directions tho that is... impressive... /lh. DO PEOPLE CHOOSE LEAST FAVORITE STRAW HATS??? HOW DO THEY DO THAT .. tbh i dont consider people old til theyre in like their 50's or 60's (partly bc my parents are nearing their mid 60's and i see them as eternally youthful) but i feel like old man yaoi can include middle aged men!??? also tbh rayleigh (when hes old man-ified...) is really hot.. like young rayleigh is fine but old man rayleigh??? wow....

GOOD THING UR IN WHOLE CAKE ISLAND ARC SO U GET TO SEE KATAKURI SOON!!! cuz omg.... he is so lovely. he deserves so much love. crocodile is so popular!! i get the hype n i used to love him like that too.. but my interest has faded.. 😔 i do love the trans man croc and crocodad theories tho theyre so fun even if theyre not true. i love to imagine dragon (oh my god imagine dragons ...) as a guy whos still in love with his ex. i think that would be so silly .. and if his ex was croc??? that would be even sillier ... theyre perfect.

don't worry i have the sanji tiktoks saved for the day i work up courage 🫡!! pls DO send me more op stuff i love it !!!!

YES YES YES YES THATS THE WXACT VIDEO I WATCHED AHIFHSDJD!!! i was rly converted into a dub liker by That Alone!!!!

im real picky about voice acting tbh and japanese just makes it easier for me to like bc they have way cooler sounding voices. that "luffy... help me" scene with nami in arlong park will forever sound better to me in the sub rather than the dub . the voice crack!!! the helplessness!!! the way she squeaked it out, like it was the most painful thing to ask for help!!! ugh... big fan. i looked it up just now to rewatch and yeah i cried a bit 😎. also i just noticed her tears are rolling down her neck that is so real. anyways back to luffy,, yeah his voice acting makes him sound kinda more like... mature?? perhaps?? and he is a guy with endless youth and childish energy.. i dont like a luffy that sounds like. a teenager ... ofc i say all this having never watched a full episode of the dub so i could be super off LOL

the live action seems to play nami and zoro as much bigger grumps and ive heard zoro doesnt joke around much and im.... honestly rly worried to watch and be disappointed by that. although tbh nami not being super goofy makes sense to me .. zoro... my beloved zoro.. mackenyu (?) is a perfect zoro in terms of looks so i just hope i love his characterization of him too!!

i watched the april fools video!!!! i recognize that blob but idr the comic name.. very silly though i loved it. i guess i will have to do some pirating.. yarr mateys.

i can sit and watch shortform content for like 6 hours straight but as soon as i feel like i have to pay attention because im afraid of missing any context. suddenly my brain is out the window. i cant handle it anymore. ALSO IVE NEVER SEEN THAT COLORSPREAD??? DOFFY TONGUE PIERCINGS CANON??????

i ALSO loved younger joseph like he was so fun and goofy!!! and then he comes back as a gross old man who not only cheated but cheated with a MUCH younger woman.. and i was like wow!!!! suddenly you are disgusting!!! i will never pity that old man >:( (i will a little)

taking sanji away from oda and dressing him like a doll is Perfect. wonderful analogy. i love it. i keep thinking about dressing characters up like dolls so its topical to me specifically.

admittedly even as a transmasc person i didnt pick up on yamato being a trans guy at first. but all i had to do was look it up.. and read some ppls thoughts on it . and now i will defend him to the ends of the earth. its not hard to learn things that change ur perspective in this age of the internet !! i also agree he's done yamato dirty a few times . honestly when i see people listing reasons yamato isnt trans as like "he was drawn in a womens spread" or "he only identifies as a man because he idolizes a man" its. first of all its so exhausting. bc they always say the same few things. but also!! why did oda have to do him dirty like that!! 😭😭. i genuinely think that him being in a womens spread is probably just transphobia on oda's part (yes i think u can be transphobic towards ur own characters). but the whole "hes not trans because he wants to be *this* man not just *a* man" is so Weird?? like i usually love things being up to readers interpretation (even/especially lgbtq rep tbh) but i think yamato being trans could have been left up to interpretation in a better way?? or like he couldve just said "im a guy" at any point without the whole "because of this man i idolize" thing tacked on. idk if any of this makes sense. I'm trying to explain without spoiling anything LOL. hopefully i succeeded and ur still mostly spoiler free..

i havent written for any op characters before but i can imagine how easy it is!!! and somehow people still butcher their characters LOL its fucking insane. (im bitter)

law!!! yes hes SUPER popular. tbh i liked him real quick after the timeskip. it didnt take much for him to become one of my favorite characters!! all he has to do is make a shocked face every time he ends up going along with the straw hats antics. that is enough. sanji making sandwiches when theyre talking abt the alliance and law says "i dont like bread!!" and then his face of horror when he realizes what hes done .... its so beautiful... i love law and straw hat dynamics!!!

YEAH THATS FROM ONE PIECE PARTY. he actually shows up a lot in that series. i couldnt find all of it online but of what i could find... he was in almost every chapter. it was great. another amazing one piece party moment with law is. the sauna scene where they ask about his tattoos... i . i. i cant even explain how funny it is to me. my explanation could never do it justice.

actually a tierlist sounds Genius.. i am going to make a tierlist. wait for me... i will send it.. whenever im done .. although i dont kno w how to send images... ill find out .

choso is seriously the love of my life (i have many) hes so .. he is so special to me. i have been drawing for a large portion of my life but i spent a long time not taking it seriously out of fear . fanart has reignited my ambition to get better at art!!! its great. thank u hyperfixationions. thank u special interests. thank u audhd.

ok honestly ive never abt eye colors?? i saw recently that robins eyes are actually supposed to be brown not blue tho.. and like... wow... both are so lovely i cant decide what i like more.

to give u an answer though i will brainstorm what eye colors i think they all have!!

luffy: tbh.. like a light reddish brownish color.. i have reasons for this but i cant tell u yet.

nami: a soft orange. she is just so orange. or green!! like the leaf on an orange..

zoro: i... i have no idea for him??? grey?? white?? pink???? green?? im just listing colors?? actually white sounds pretty cool tho.. or maybe a super pale yellow?? that also sounds cool to me..

usopp: his eyes r definitely yellow or green

sanji: ive seen blue and brown for him but tbh as a blue eyed dirty blonde.. i like brown eyes better. i choose brown

chopper: theyre brown. he has big doe eyes. i love deer and their freaky giant eyelashed eyes.

robin: yeah blue or brown are both lovely on her!! tbh i loved her pre timeskip design especially bc the highlights in her hair matched her eyes.. and it was such a nice contrast with her skin color. so i have to choose blue.

franky: my blue eyed king. i love u american boy. they match his hair

brook (for funsies, despite never seeing his eyes): hes gotta have something wacky... rainbow eyes... rainbow.. yes rainbowm.. perfect . ok but actually if i were to choose id choose purple. light purple.

overall i think i chose pretty basic answers (lotta brown and blue). i love brown eyes they r so pretty . also this was very fun to think about???? thank u for asking??? pls tell me what ur headcanons r!!

no yeah i thought possibly it was a name but i was like “haha march anon. bc its march. yea”

jvbhc IT WASNT OBVIOUS WHO YOU WERE TO ME i did not have a guess at all until you said it was obvious and then i got a reply on my post that same day after that that had ur similar typing style and i was like. 👁️oh. KJFNKDSN but yes ur free to stay on anon if u want!! but my dms are always open too 👍

i was a big shipper when i was like. a teenager. and then i grew out of it UNTIL ONE PIECE…IDK WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED AND IM REALLY EMBARRASSED ABOUT IT </3 THOUGHT I WAS OVER THIS DAMN STUFF!! i jokingly refer to zosan as my one piece yaoi to my friends. they hate it. so do i,

p.s. the end of that paragraph. took me for a loop. i . WAS NOT EXPECTING HANNYABUL X MAGELLAN SKVNFKD BUT SO TRUE. SO TRUE ‼️

zoro IS a perfect balance its no wonder he’s so well liked (even tho...a lot of dudebros seem to ignore his silly side). whenever i ask someone their favorite one piece character im just expecting them to say zoro tbh. like yea that’s the correct answer. KDNKS not really but its definitely the one i see being most popular. and YES his 3 swords are cool enough but the earrings. does oda know how hard he went giving zoro 3 gold dangly earrings on one ear. like does he know

and you’re right about rayleigh. my friends tell me i am an old man chaser and therefore i am biased but u see my vision. he’s literally hotter when he’s old. it’s the silver fox look.

I KNOW I GOTTA BE SO CLOSE. AHHAGHHH. when i get to katakuri best believe the liveblog will go crazy

my interest has kinda faded with croc too as he hasnt shown up as much…but i know he comes back and when he DOES show up im always so pleasantly surprised i gotta list him. I 1000% think he’s trans (though i dont believe the part about him being luffy’s mom. however. i do enjoy the content that comes from it bc its an interesting concept. and dragon as his ex works weirdly well and is so fucking funny imagining dragon (oh my god i did it too…) missing his ex.

WOOHOO!!!! AWAITING THE SANJITOKS WITH BATED BREATH. i love that the brook video is making its way around bc its actually a joy. sub does sound “cooler” usually but it just sounds so foreign to me at this point (not foreign in the literal sense of being a diff language. like. just sounds Wrong after being so used to dub.) hold on i need to watch that scene sub now [...]

OKAY. SO. TWO VERY POWERFUL SCENES: i watched both nami’s “help me” at arlong park and robin’s “i want to live” at enies lobby in both sub and dub just now…and for those two in particular. damn theyre actually ALL GOOD?? LIKE ALL REALLY WELL DONE?? although. my favorite dub moment by far. is robin’s “i want to live” in dub. her english voice is my fav compared to the sub by far. if you havent heard it i HIGHLY recommend you check it out like please. for me. literally gives me chills every. time.

tbh that is one of my only major issues with the live action. i actually prefer live action luffy (DONT KILL ME. ITS ONLY BY A LITTLE BIT. INAKI IS JUST SO WONDERFUL AND ITS A COOL ALTERNATE TAKE TO HIS CHARACTER. HE’S..NICER. MORE KIND? BUT NOT IN A WAY THAT I FEEL ERASES MANGA/ANIME LUFFY) tbh the live action tweaked each character a bit. nami is more serious and grumpy, zoro is WAY TOO EDGY?? (zoro is the one i was least happy with) and isnt boisterous nor does he laugh enough (esp for early/pre ts zoro) he does great with the action scenes though. usopp is the closest but he feels more like. suave about his lying whether than nervous? i dont mind it tho. jacob is great. taz is a good sanji but melontee once called him “chad british sanji” and now i cant get tht terrible phrase out of my head KJDNFKVN it really is a fun ride tho!!

YES THAT COLORSPREADDDD i saw once that apparently the color spreads arent “canon” but whatever. thts not the point. the point is oda has drawn him with tongue piercings which mean he has considered doffy with tongue piercings. its canon to Me

im literally planning to write a fic where sanji goes back to kamabakka with the strawhats and gets forced into doing Kamabakka Island Things (read: gay shit) by Iva even tho he’s embarrassed bc his crew his there. rewriting kamabakka to be better is my favorite past time

u did a good job with the yamato explanation, i already was aware of a lot of that/dont feel spoiled at all! and i agree completely to all of those points. i feel like he Almost wanted to do trans rep but maybe wanted an out ?? or was too scared to go full send with it?? or is just being transphobic lmao. yea. yes to ur whole paragraph basically

law’s “i dont like bread” is iconic ksdnkdc. also ur description of “all he has to do is make a shocked face every time he ends up going along with the straw hats antics” just makes me imagine law pogging all the time. i think that alone just made me like his character more than before KSADNC

I LOOKED UP THE ONEPIECE PART PANEL. “PENIS DEATH” DFKN DF CHOPPA !?!?

if u make a tierlist i will make one…i might have made one b4 actually…i will look.

HELL YEAA i recently made a bingo for my fav characters across fandoms. u should tell me if u share any . and i think i have it turned on so people can send media in asks?? if not, my submissions are also open

and yes. keep drawing. always and forever as long as its fun!! dont be scared. ur supposd to enjoy it!

yea robin’s eyes are brown in the manga but blue in the anime! i think it was either an error or oda was like “yea whatever thats fine” lmao

luffy’s…”i have reasons for this but i cant tell u yet.” HELLO?? IM SCARED. personally i feel like he has dark brown!!

omg..i like nami’s canon brown eyes but orange or green would be cute!

i 1000% want grey eyes for zoro. i know whenever they stylize the irises in the anime they just color them grey for sanji and zoro but like. for zoro they actually really Work…though i think when u CAN see his irises in colored manga art they’re usually brown? the other most popular option i see people give him in fanart is gold/yellow tho!

VERY INTERESTING USOPP CHOICE?? I WAS GONNA SAY BROWN LIKE NAMI’S BUT MAYBE A BIT DARKER (lighter than luffy’s tho)

ive gotten so used to blue eye sanji bc thats how EVERYONE draws him but in the most recent colorspread…bro. tell me those arent brown. and i recently found other examples with oda colorign his eyes brown, so i think he has a situation similar to robin’s. i prefer brown eyes and brown eyed sanji is so hansome but like. i saw his blues so much that now im torn

i think i actually agree w you about robin for the exact same reason! and bc so many of his characters seem to have brown in “canon”

omg. i havent thought abt franky a lot but hear me out…pink?? i just think it would look good with his hair,

also i consulted this post for what i think their “canon” colors are (in manga)!

RAINBOW EYES FOR BROOK…GAY ASS OLD MAN…light purple would actually look good behind his glasses in his human form!

i might not be able to reply in the next couple days bc i always write so much in these that i sit down to do it at my laptop but i'll keep an eye out and get back to u when i can 🥸

ps...what are ur favorite arcs...

#asks #replies #march anon #should i call u april anon now /j #microphone effect #long post

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thewildomega · 3 years

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Star in the Sand Ch.24

Going to pull his love back into his arms his felt nothing but the bed and his eyes snapped open, his breath catching in his throat. Seeing that she truly was no longer beside him he quickly tossed the blanket back and stood. Scanning the room he hurried to the bathroom but didn't see her there. Where was she? WHERE WAS SHE?! Noticing the bedroom door cracked he started moving through the house quietly, listening for any threat. As he got down the hall though and into the living room he heard a soft voice.

"...if I could turn back the time I'd make it all right...something within your eyes said it could be the last night...."

He knew that voice, the only voice to ever make his knees feel weak. Rounding the corner just as quiet he stood and watched with a small grin on his face as he saw her. She was standing by the counter in the dark, only the light of the moon coming in through the window lighting the room. She wore only his dress shirt that she had been wearing before bed and he felt his lip lift more when he noticed her swaying hips as, the faint noise and the glow from her phone telling him she was listening to her music. When he had produced the thing on the ship she had let out an actual squeal of joy, telling him how much she missed her music.

"...Just wanna be wanna bewitch you in the moon light. Just wanna bewitch you all night..."

She sung without knowing he was there, her small bare feet tapping on the tile floor. He knew what song that was, it was one he quite enjoyed. Getting an idea he moved towards her. Looking over her shoulder he saw she was making...eggs? In the middle of the night? Had to be pregnancy cravings. Remembering he was on a mission he glanced down to the phone sitting on the counter beside her and grinned as he unplugged her headphones making the music play out loud.

Yelping out of fright you quickly turned and looked up to him. "Are you trying to make me go into labor early?" you scolded. However he only grinned as he took the spatula from you and set it down, turning off the oven. Seeing a small smirk on his face made you furrow your brows, a light grin on your face as he took your hand and pulled you away from the oven some. Not saying anything as he moved your hands into place and slowly began moving and singing along with the music you could only smile. He was dancing with you.

"There a sting in the way you kiss me." he sung in his deep voice. Dancing around the kitchen with both of them only in there pajamas he coudl only grin at the large smile on her face. "Just wanna bewitch you all night."

Giggling as he spun you around and dipped you back you came up and laid your head on his chest "Whoawhoawhoa..." you smiled, closing your eyes as the song ended.

Sighing he continued swaying with her for a few moments, just enjoying this closeness with the woman he had missed so much. Bending down he scooped her up and sat her at the bar while he moved to plate her scrambled eggs. Placing the plate in front of her he saw her give him a smile as he moved to make them both some tea, making her lavender so maybe she will sleep. Taking them both over to the bar with one hand he sat beside her and heard her give him a small thank you. Watching her as she ate he could only sigh in contentment, grinning back at her when she would smile at him.

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The next few days had went by peacefully, an odd but not unwelcome change to the past half year. Crocodile wouldn't allow you to do anything that he considered work which basically meant everything but laying about. So you spent you time when he was away playing on your phone, looking over books and planning out what you wanted to do with the baby's room. Sitting back against the wall in what would be your almost certain son's room you had your feet crossed under you and the sketch pad opened in your lap. Tapping the pencil on your finger you bit your lip as you glanced at the room and then back down at the paper, sketching out an idea of a mural you wanted to paint on the wall. Hearing footsteps you giggled when you saw the flamboyant man do a twirl out of the corner of your eye.

"For the mama to be." Bentham spoke, bending almost in half with one foot raised into the air as he held out a freshly made smoothie on a tray.

Smiling you looked to your friend and gave him a thank you as you took the drink. Bon had quickly took up making your smoothies in Sanji's place, adding in your vitamins that Chopper had made for you. Going to take a sip he stopped you.

"Ahah... I almost forgot."

Watching as he popped a tiny drink umbrella into your smoothie you giggled and shook your head. "You're too much." you told him as he took his seat beside you on the hardwood floor.

Looking down at the beautiful drawing Bentham smiled. "Oh I like it. I think you should go with that little Croco junior will love it. "

"You think? You don't think it will be too much?"

"Not at all. Plus it goes perfectly with the music box King Neptune gifted you."

"That's what I was going for."

"Besides what could go better for the son of a notorious pirates room than a sea theme?" he chuckled.

"Very true." you smiled, starting to add in the last details. Holding it up you gave it a final look over.

"Say what's that blocked area for then?" he asked when he noticed a part of the picture had a missing rectangle in the left side.

"A door, Croc is having on put in so that way it can be directly connected to our room."

"That's a good idea. It'll make it easier for when you have to get up in the middle of the night to feed him too."

"Yeah." you sighed. "Poor fella is likely to starve." you spoke glancing down to your small breasts. While the rest of your body seemed to be starting to get back to normal you 'girls' hadn't yet got the message it seemed.

"Oh don't say that, they'll perk back up and once you have the little bundle of joy they will fill up with milk real quick."

"I hope so." you said with a sigh. You couldn't help but feel self conscious as you thought on the manner. Ever since you were reunited with your soulmate he had made no move to touch you sexually and you couldn't help but wonder if it was your body, if maybe he didn't find you appealing anymore. Even last night when the both of you had retired to bed for the night you had tired sparking something but after your kisses just started getting deeper he had ended them and stood from the bed, telling you he had forgotten to finalize something on his paperwork. Watching him leave the room you licked your lips and blinked your eyes to keep the tears at bay as you laid back down.

Sensing his friend's sadness he kit his brows and tilted his head, "Y/n... is there something wrong? You know you can confide in me."

Taking a deep breath you grinned and nodded before looking to him, "Thank you, it's nothing just hormones." you said with a roll of your eyes.

Humming he decided to let it go for now, not wanting to upset her. "So what colors are you going to do for the bedding and such?" he asked, deciding to just get her mind off of whatever was bothering her.

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There everything was ready for tonight. He had the location ready, a private gazebo on the beach that his men would made sure stayed private. The chiefs had been told what meal to prepare, something she would like but also something that wouldn't harm their child. He even told them to throw together some type of dessert to appease his woman's sweet tooth. Taking the dress he had bought her for this evening to their room he laid it out on the bed, setting the matching shoes and even a new necklace that had caught his attention in the shop. Having already set his clothes aside in one of the other bathrooms so when the time came he coudl change and freshen up he glanced back to the bedroom door. He coudl hear her and Bentham in their son's future room still and let out a breath as he moved to the dresser to grab the hidden velvet box underneath his spare scarfs.

Looking down at the ring he grinned, a warmth spreading through his chest. Tonight was the night, tonight he would ask his star to marry him, to become his wife.

"Y/n absolutely not, get down from there.... Mr. Zero!"

Snapping the box close he pushed it into his pocket and moved to the room next door to see Bentham trying to keep his soon to be fiancé from going another step up the ladder she had somehow gotten into the room without him knowing, where had she even gotten one?

"Oh Bon would you calm down I'm like two feet off the ground..."

"And now you are three. You might fall... no...MR.ZERO!!"

"Stop yelling I'm right here." he growled out to the male before moving over to his woman who was now eye level with him. Seeing her look to him and smile he rose a brow.

Seeing him raise a brow in what you knew was a silent 'what do you think you are doing?' you turned to start drawing out the mural outline on the wall.

Ignorance, that was her play. Giving a small grunt he looked to Bentham and tilted his head.

"See you tomorrow Y/n. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Giggling you continued working, "That doesn't leave much."

"Then you are sure to have a good time." the man laughed as he walked down the hall.

Huffing out he shook his head even though he enjoyed seeing his darling having a friend. Once he heard the front door close he looked back to her and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched her draw on the wall. "When I said you had free design control of our child's room I didn't mean you would be the one doing the labor."

"This isn't what I would consider labor, I'm just sketching out the mural."

"And yet you are standing on a ladder, that I don't even know where you got ... while six months pregnant. I can't believe I am going to quote Bentham but, You might fall. I don't want you climbing things."

"Croc, hun I'm fine. I had to jump from like two stories at Punk Hazzard."

"What did that get you, oh yes, a concussion, three bruised ribs, a nice bruise on your face... shall I continue?" Seeing her shake her head he knew what face she was making imminently, nose wrinkled, brows knit together. "Get down."

Hearing how deep and serious his voice was now you sighed and tuned around to look him in the eye. "If I let someone else do it then it's not going to be done right. It's my artwork in our son's room I want to be the one to do it." Seeing his face remain unbudgingly you gave a small whine and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Baby please... I won't have to be on the ladder the whole time just the parts I can't reach..." hearing him grunt you moved your face to his neck and whined again, beginning to pepper his jaw and neck that wasn't covered by his scarf in kisses. When you felt his arm's uncross and move around your body you knew you were winning, only a little more push. "Pleasssse."

Closing his eyes tight he grit his teeth. Damn his pent up sexual frustrations. Her mouth on his neck was quickly making him loose his resolve on the matter. As her body pushed up closer to his he felt his cock twitch in his pants. He wondered if she knew how much control she had over him...hearing her beg him in such a sweet little voice he rolled his eyes behind his lids, oh yes she knew, little minx. Sighing he opened his eyes partially but didn't move away from her, enjoying the feel of her mouth on his skin too much. "You will only be allowed on the ladder when I'm in the room. If I am busy then you will not get on it until I am in here and you will not overwork yourself. Am I clear?"

Wasn't what you were going for but it was better than nothing. Smiling you pulled away to look at him and nodded.

'She has you wrapped around her finger.' Huffing out he pulled her to him, slamming his lips into hers. Tightening his arms around her while still being mindful of their child in her womb he growled lowly when he felt her try to deepen the kiss. He shouldn't, he knew he shouldn't but he wanted it as well. Flicking his tongue out to tease her lips he grinned a little as she quickly parted them, allowing him entrance. Rolling his tongue around her mouth he felt his cock harden more in his pants.

He was quick to dominate the kiss, as always but you didn't care, in fact you welcomed it. Melting more into his huge frame you felt your panties becoming damp, a pressure in your lower abdomen. When he lifted you up with his hook under your ass and his hand on your back you dropped your pencil to the floor.

He wanted her, he wanted her so much his body was moving on instinct alone. Carrying her to their room all the while never breaking from her mouth he moved to lay her on the bed but just before he coudl he opened his eyes slightly and saw the dress he had previously laid out. Freezing he felt his muscles stiffen and sighed. Ending their heated kiss he gave a few more kisses as he tried to regain control.

As he ended the kiss and slowly set you on your feet you couldn't help the ache in your heart as he refused to go any further with you once again. "C...croc did I... am I doing something wrong?"

Hearing how soft her voice was and sensing the sadness in it he closed his eyes for a moment before looking down to her. "No my little star you are doing nothing wrong, you could never do anything wrong. Right now is simply not the time." Seeing her confused and noticing the hurt still lingering in her eyes he kissed her lips and then forehead. Stroking her hair he breathed deeply, reminding himself of everything he had planned tonight. Clearing his throat you stood tall and looked down to her. "How about you go take a shower and get ready, I left something on the bed there for you. Then you meet me in the foyer and we will go have dinner."

You didn't really feel like going anywhere now, your hyperactive hormones making your emotions run haywire.

"I think you will enjoy what I have planned tonight."

Hearing this you breathed in deeply and nodded.

Kissing her head he cupped her cheek, stroking her soft skin with the pad of his thumb.

With one last kiss to the crown of your head he left you to get ready. Glancing to the bed you indeed saw a dress laying there, an elegant midnight blue dress. Noticing the matching shoes and solitaire diamond necklace you grinned a little. Not wanting to disappoint you moved to the bathroom to get ready for your apparent date.

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Standing in the foyer he turned when he sensed his darling behind him. When he saw her he felt his breath hitch in his throat and a smile come over his face. Smiling down at his soulmate he looked over her form. The dress that he saw hanging in the window at the store early this morning fit her perfectly, giving him glimpses of her soft skin and shaping her rounding belly. Running his hands down her bare arms he took her hands while he looked into her eyes. "You look beautiful, as always."

Blushing you gave him a look over, seeing he was wearing a tie tonight as well as a full suit. He looked incredible and you grinned as walked over to him, placing your hands on his chest. "If Caiman inherits your looks then I sure do feel bad for all the girls hearts he is likely to break." Seeing him blink and then noticing his cheeks getting a little color you smiled. The black suit fit his bulging form perfectly, making his shoulders look wider if it were even possible. His tie the same color as your dress showing you how much he had planned this out. Then again Crocodile always dressed to impress.

Clearing his throat he pulled away to completely take her in. Seeing her the new necklace he felt pride fill him at how lovely it matched with the star ear rings he had bought her all those months ago. He couldn't wait to add a ring to her collection of jewelry. She had left her hair down but had curled it a little more. Overall she looked stunning. Taking a deep breath he placed his hand on her back and opened the door for her. Walking with her down the street the two of them just talked about this and that, he pointed out different places on the island. Getting close to their destination he turned and blocked her view, "Close your eyes." he said and saw her look to him in suspicion before she obeyed and closed her eyes. Grinning he leaned down and kissed her lips, "Keep them closed." he told her in a deep, low voice. Carefully leading her down the path he was happy he had decided to get her flats. Getting to the secluded area he looked back to make sure everything was perfect before he pulled her slowly into the middle of the Gazebo.

You could hear the soft sound of waves in the background and the gentle breeze making you guess the two of you were close to the sea. His hand rubbed your hip and a little over your belly while his hook was placed on the other side, holding you in place. You coudl feel the warmth of his body on your back and smell his cologne. Feeling his breath on your neck you had to hold back the shiver that ran up your spine.

"Open your eyes."

Doing as your soulmate said you let out a small gasp when you saw where you were. Under a softly lantern lit Gazebo sat a stone table with a beautiful meal and two chairs on either side for the both of you to sit on. Around the area were blossoming pink and white flowers, giving you privacy and making the scene even more breathtaking. Feeling him still standing behind you, you moved to look back at him. "You did all of this? Croc this is amazing, it's beautiful." you spoke with a soft smile, looking up into his silver eyes. "Pirate, businessman, fashion designer, event planner. You're just a jack of all trades aren't you."

Chuckling at her flattery he leaned his head down to place a kiss on her bare shoulder and run his hand and hook along her hips. Running his nose up the curve of her neck and breathing in her scent he sighed. When her hand cupped his cheek and she tilted her head to catch his lips he slowly wrapped his arms around her and held her to him. Moving his lips against hers he felt his member twitch, his arousal from earlier coming back and swallowed hard before pulling away. Kissing the tip of her nose he sighed and moved his hand back to her hip to walk her to the table. "Let's eat before it get's cold."

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Chuckling and shaking his head as she told him about how she had helped Luffy send Big mom a bomb he took a swallow of his drink. "She isn't going to be happy when she gets it."

"I hope it blows up in her fat face." you grunted, shoving your spoon into the tart before placing a piece on your tongue. "Should have sent a note with it.... from your granddaughter, may you rot in hell."

Huffing he set down his glass. He knew she despised her family, even though she had always wanted one. She would never say it but he knew it hurt her that she would never have the family she had always craved as a little girl. But he would do anything and everything in his power to give her their own family. Seeing her finish off her dessert he stood and moved over to stand by her. "Walk with me?" he asked as he held out his hand for her to take. Pulling her up as soon as her small hand took his he moved his hand to her back, feeling her skin under his fingers where the dress had a cutout.

Walking beside him down the stone path that led to the beach you grinned up softly at the star filled sky.

Seeing her looking up he stared at her shinning eyes and smiled, starlight. "How are your injuries?" he asked, breaking the comfortable silence as they walked down towards the sea.

Turning you smiled up at him, "Better, that salve Chopper makes works wonders."

"Good. You are taking the vitamins he made you as well."

"Yes. Nasty things."

"Foul tasting or no I want you to take them like you are supposed to." Hearing her grumble he got to the area he had had picked out earlier this week and spun her around so she was standing before him. Looking down into her blue eyes he lifted his hand to cup her face, stroking his thumb over her cheek. "You will take them so that you and our child will be healthy. I want nothing more than for you to be as well as possible."

Grinning you leaned into his touch and looked up at him. Blinking you knit your brows a bit when you noticed him just starring at you. There was a strange look on his face, one you so rarely saw, nervousness. "Croc... is something wrong?"

He had just been thinking of how much she meant to him, of how heartbroken he had been when she was taken from him. Licking his lips he cleared his throat a bit. He had been so sure he would never get this moment again and he wasn't going to mess it up. "I Never thought I would experience love. I gave up looking for my soulmate, assumed I didn't have one. My whole life I have always felt like there was something missing. I did everything I coudl to make that feeling go away, even tried to take over a whole country." he told her and heard her giggle lightly. "As it turns out though it wasn't a something I was missing but a someone, my other half, my soulmate. A much as I hate to admit it I screwed it up in the beginning, I pushed you away and I hurt you. For some reason though you forgave me, like you do every time I mess up, every time I fail you." He couldn't help but look down to the ground for a moment as he admitted his wrongs but quickly swallowed and looked back up to her. "I know I'm not an easy person to love, I know I make it difficult and I want to thank you for never giving up on me." His heart was hammering so hard against his ribcage he was sure it would soon burst from his chest. "You make me feel complete, you make me happy, happier than I can ever remember feeling. You are so loving and caring, beautiful and kind." he smiled and saw her blushing. "Truly if I was to stand here and list everything there was that I love about you we would be here until the sun rose above the horizon." Staring into her eyes he licked his dry lips as he pulled the velvet box from his pocket and moved to one knee. "I promise to care for you, protect you until the end of my days. You have and will forever be the only woman I ever love. I will provide for you and you will never want for anything. My only request of you is that you do me the honor of becoming my wife and I your husband."

You felt your breath hitch in your throat as you listened to his kind words and then saw him drop to one knee. Sucking in a shaky breath you looked down to see he did in fact have a ring pulled out between the both of you. Snapping your eyes back up you saw him looking at you in pure adoration. "Y...you want to marry me? you asked in a whisper, not believing you ears. Your eyes were already filling with tears as you looked into his own eyes that were even with yours.

"Nothing would make me happier my little star." Seeing her nod and the tears fall from her eyes he rose a brow, wanting to hear it himself.

"Yes." you choked out.

Smiling he had the ring on her finger and his arms wrapped around her in a heartbeat, pressing his lips to hers in a deep kiss.

He was quick to deepen the kiss and you felt your arousal coming back full force. Kneading your fingers into the hair at the base of his skull you grinned and pulled away enough to look up into his eyes, "What do you say we go back home and celebrate?"

Smirking he scooped her up into his arms and felt her mouth move back to his as he made the walk home, this time taking the shortcut. Locking the front door clothes hit the floor all the way down the hall towards their bedroom. Securing that door as well he removed his hook, holding her with his forearm while he dropped the heavy prosthetic to the chair. Feeling her hands quickly unbuttoning his shirt he growled as her hands rubbed over his bare skin. Shuffling out of his jacket and shirt he dropped them to the floor, the price of the clothing not even crossing his mind. Her dress had already been pulled off her shoulders to reveal her breasts and it took him only a moment to set her down to drop the satin fabric to the floor before he had her back in his arms.

Moving to the bed he crawled onto it all the while holding her to him. When he got close enough to the middle of the bed he lowered them down and held himself up on his left forearm while his hand went to work groping the soft flesh of her breast. Pushing his clothed sex into hers he heard her whimper and grinned before his mouth moved down to her neck. Leaving his mark on her neck and over her collarbone he felt her hands rubbing over his back.

Deep groans and growls were leaving his throat as he licked at your skin, soothing the pain from his teeth. When his love bites moved down to your sensitive breasts you gasped and heard him let out low hum, his lower half pushing his member into your core hard enough to make you mewl in need. There was no doubt your panties were soaked, dampening his pants as well. God how long had it been, over half a year. Before you were taken it wasn't uncommon for you and Croc to have sex at least twice a week. When he moved his hand between you both, having to arch his back to make room around your baby bump to unbuckle his belt and pants. Biting your lip when he took your nipple into his mouth you felt him suck once and just about came undone right then.

Hearing her moan he smirked around her nipple, "You sure are sensitive here little star." he growled into her lower breast. He had heard how sensitive pregnant women's breast were but never did he imagine he would enjoy it so much. Giving her other nipple the same treatment he felt her nails dig into back making him growl and roll his now freed member into her panty covered sex. He was so hard it was painful, he needed her so desperately but he wanted to drag this out, to enjoy their first time together in so long. Kissing her belly he continued moving south to the top of her panties, nipping the lace with his teeth. Sitting back on the balls of his feet he gently pulled her panties down her legs. She kept her legs closed and her knees pulled up as he looked down at her body basked in the moonlight coming in through the curtains.

Seeing him looking over your naked body but not saying anything made you feel self conscious. Although you had been eating better now you knew your body was not what he remembered. Licking your lips you swallowed hard, Adverting your eyes from his ever serious face as more negative thoughts filled your head. Subconsciously moving your arms to cover yourself you curled up and moved to get up from the bed when a strong hand grabbed your hip and pinned you back down.

He had been admiring the beautiful body that he had only snapped out of his thoughts when she went to curl away and he snapped his eyes to her face to see the apprehension in her eyes. "No." he spoke quickly when he saw her go to hide away. "You are so beautiful darling." he assured in a low, gentle voice, leaning down to kiss her temple and massaging her hip and thigh. Leaning back to look back down her body and seeing her try to cover her belly with her arm he grabbed her wrist and held it down beside her. "This body is giving me a child, something I never thought I would want or have until that night. I wouldn't trade you for anyone in this world or any other for that matter." he said, placing a kiss to her swollen belly.

Blinking back tears as your worries were pushed away you pulled at his arm until he leaned back over you, meeting your lips in a tender kiss. "I love you Croc." you said, cupping his face in your hands.

"Not as much as I do you." he grinned softly. Kissing he he slowly pressed the tip of his tongue to her lower lip and felt as she granted him access. Kicking his pants, socks and shoes off the bed while their tongues danced along with one another he lowered his body to hers. He could have sighed at feeling their skin on one another's again. He felt pride fill his chest as he moved his fingers up her slit. Pressing his index finger into her he felt her shudder and grinned into the kiss. He was careful as he began working his finger in and out of her, preparing her for him. Bentham had told him what had almost happened to her in Impale down. He had been enraged to find out that his starlight had been moments away from being raped by those men before Bentham had shown up and he was sure that that had been why he had heard her call out for him. Oh how his heart ached to know that what might have happened to her and he wouldn't have been able to help her. It was one reason why he had shoved back any desire he had for her, not wanting to push her into something until he knew she was absolutely ready but feeling how wet she was now he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Adding another finger he rubbed small circles over her clit with his thumb. She was whimpering softly now, her hands gripping his shoulder and bicep. When he felt her flutter around his fingers he gave one final curl before pulling away, he wanted to feel her come undone around him. Running his cock up and down her slit to coat it in her slick he situated himself between her legs. Lining up his painfully hard cock with her entrance he moved his only hand to grab her own and lace their fingers together. Then slowly he entered her.

Being filled you both broke away from each other's mouth to let out noises of pleasure. Your own being a long, soft moan while his deep groan vibrated along your chest. It was slightly painful, the stretch reminding you of your first time together as your body readjusted to your soulmate's. Feeling his head drop to your shoulder and his teeth scrape against the thin skin of your neck as he pushed in to the hilt you shuddered, your hand that wasn't holding his gripping him for dear life. You wouldn't be surprised to find marks on his back tomorrow.

He trembled in need as he waited for her to adjust to his girth, every muscle in his body as tight as a bow string. Placing hard kisses and bites to her neck and shoulder he tried to keep from fucking her like he so badly wanted to. She needed this time, she was so tight around him, her body unfamiliar to his cock after so long. Groaning he pulled out just a little to thrust back in and let go of her hand to grip the bedding beside her head hard enough to turn his knuckles white. Doing it again he heard her let out a moan and growled, gritting his teeth.

As soon as he started moving you felt your body cling to him, your lips kissing his hard shoulder. You could feel his muscles tightening beneath your palms, his hips rolling expertly into yours. It was no time at all before you felt that coil in your belly growing tight, ready to snap at any moment.

Clenching his teeth he grunt and groaned, wanting to last longer, wanting them to savor their first time together in so long but his climax was coming in fast. She just felt so perfect around. Licking along her jaw he heard her whimper, felt her clench around him. Seems they both were in need of release. Kissing back up to her mouth he pushed his lips to hers and moved his hand down to grip her thigh, pulling it to lay over his hip. "Mmmmm." he hummed into her mouth, being allowed deeper. Angling his thrusts to hit her sweet spot he gave a low moan of his own. Quickly moving his hand back to hold hers by her head he rolled his tongue around her mouth. With one last hard thrust they were both crying out in bliss. His whole body went stiff, holding her tightly under him as he pumped her full of his seed.

You could feel his cock twitching inside of you before the warmth of his cum filled you up. Coming back down from your own high you slowly laid your head back onto the pillows and felt him kiss your forehead once before he was gently easing out of you, your body flinching as your still slightly spasming sex clung to him. Being pulled to his chest once he had moved to lay beside you, you laid your head on over his heart and listened to it slowly go back to it's normal rhythm.

They stayed there with their eyes closed for a while, him stroking her belly when a thought crossed his mind. "Are you alright? Was I too rough?" he asked in a low, deep voice.

Forcing your tired eyes open you grinned and craned your neck to kiss his jaw. ""I'm perfect, you were amazing." Giggling a little when you saw him smirk as you added to his ego you kissed his chest. Stretching you moved to get up from bed when a strong hand caught your wrist in a gentle grip.

"Where are you going?" he asked softly, stroking her arm with his thumb.

"To go clean up." you said with a grin but then saw that mischievous look in his silver eyes, one of his brows raising.

"Who said we were done?" he questioned and saw her blush. Leaning up he grabbed the inside of her knee and pulled her back across the bed to him, time to make up for lost time. Leaning down to kiss her binding mark he felt her fingers rub through his hair.

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xamaxenta · 2 years

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Found that why mingo popular post from tags, all I gotta say is he's hot, One of One Piece's fav dilf. Plus lots of those who also likes Croc would ship em with Mingo too

Character wise, hate to say it but he's honestly overrated

Also best Op character for extreme kinky shit

I see, yeah with a crazy string power like his its no small wonder

I can certainly get the appeal for people he’s clearly not the worst looking villain and his hands are huge - something I sort of simp for - I was laughing over how all of Doflamingos commanders of note were uh not as good looking as him if not ugly as hell, the only one’s not like that are Baby 5 and Monet but thats most likely because OP women are only beautiful or not 😭

I think I’m about to start Law’s backstory with him and Corazon but so far haven’t seen much of Mingo that justifies that much fan love - saw the second ask and definitely its the fan vision of a character I mean I can’t deny it I’m sure I’m the same with Ace haha

But you’re right people love a good villain and the whole playing with his prey is a whole other kinky ass thing

Perhaps I will see the Mingo light, I loathed Crocodile at the start because of how Vivi had suffered and seen her country suffer because of him. But IDK somehow you can’t help but admire and love a man like him coming to Luffy’s aid later on not once but three times within the same war

So maybe I’ll get with Doflamingos pink vibes but I think my simping for Law outweighs it currently, if Law doesn’t like then I’m a simple guy I don’t either

#also when Doflamingo shot Law #i was yellin #bro so mean ofc you love playing with other people #but thank you thank you for your insight on the Mingo popularity #thanks for the ask anon :)#also CROCODILE X DOFLAMINGO IS A SHIP?#yoooo lmao that sounds wild

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acolvyte · 2 years

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How would OP characters (you choose outside of the main crew?? ;3;) react to their love interest/crush having a devil fruit that acts like Disney music, where if they're singing about something, it happens, despite how illogical it may be (from creating things to destroying things to completely changing the environment) !!! I hope this goes easy for you ;3; thank you so much!!! ❤️❤️❤️

-Op characters reacting to their crush with the power of the noun noun no mi (the song song fruit) -

Note : The idea is super original I love it !

The first time you used it they were amazed and fascinated

Luffy, Ussop, Ace, Kinemon, Vivi, Robin, Shanks, White beard, Koby, Rayleigh, Rosinante, Paulie, Bartolomeo, Jinbe

The ones that started singing with you

Brook, Luffy

The ones that tries to remember if they took drugs as they popped suddenly in a cotton candy sky??? Hello??

Cracker, Zoro, Nami, Sabo, Ace, Shanks, Rayleigh

The ones that just don't really care about it but if you're happy with this capacity they are happy for you

Crocodile, Smoker, Mihawk, Aokiji , Kid

The ones that criticize your singing

Doflamingo, Lucci, Sabo (jokingly...??), Enel

The ones that are falling even harder for you because of this

Franky, Denjiro, Sanji, Shanks, Perona, Killer

The ones that asked you all day to make appear various (and random) things

Luffy, Roger

"Wait can you make MONEY appears??"

Nami, Paulie, Buggy

The ones that asked you to make appears a wedding aisle to roleplay one with you (🥺)

Marco, Katakuri, Reiju, Sanji (he will pass out before doing it bc of the excitement)

The ones that asked if you can make... Like... Some other kind of weapons... (if you get what I mean)

Ace, Rayleigh, Doflamingo, Aokiji , Kid

The ones that are just stunned by how beautiful your voice is

Izou, Tashigi, X-Drake

"Why are you singing and why is everyone around seem so amazed?" (Still thinks your voice is wonderfull ofc)

Fujitora

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prasiddhibirb · 2 years

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kokichi x reader cuddling hcs?

Ah yes yes ofc sorry if this isn’t what you expected or doesn’t reach your expectations but you know how the saying goes: you can’t please everyone!

Kokichi cuddling hcs!

-we all know mf loves physical affection❤️

-when you’re cuddling Kokichi, I feel like he’d be the little spoon as he is pretty short

-he would totally drop his facade of hiding the fact that he doesn’t enjoy your cuddles

-It’ll probably be a very intimate moment for you guys until Kokichi starts pecking your cheeks and talking about the most random shit ever-

-he’d tease you. A lot. But you just put up with it

-since Kokichi is the little spoon, his pride does hurt a bit. ‘The ultimate supreme leader being the little spoon when cuddling with someone?’ Who would’ve thought!

-but on the days that he is the big spoon (which are probably the days you are tired), he’d be happy to cuddle with you, it makes you happy therefore he’s happy as well :)

-sometimes you guys just fall asleep on eachother when cuddling and ngl it’s really cute until, Kokichi tells you to get off of him as you are quite literally on him and quite possibly suffocating him to death

-he’d wiggle around a lot and never stay put sometimes

-if you try to leave, he’d cling to you and kinda starts crying a bit, he would also say that you’re so insensitive for trying to leave him, denying his cuddles!

-sometimes if he’s feeling horny, he will nuzzle his face into your chest/boobs (he also finds it really warm-)

-LOTS of forehead kisses💕💕

-he’d take pride in receiving forehead kisses but uh don’t kiss him too much since he’d probably take it as a competition to see who gives the most forehead kisses which slowly turns into you guys having a full on make out session (anyways back to topic)

-cuddles are mandatory. You have to cuddle him everyday or else prepare to face Kokichi’s crocodile tears and him being pouty in the corner.

-did I mention that he’d literally brag about it? Like this guy has no shame.

-when you cuddle with Kokichi, I headcanon Kokichi being cold rather than being warm so Kokichi will quite literally never let you go. You are like a free human heater that’ll pamper him with physical affection.

-Kokichi enjoys cuddles because it makes him feel loved and safe. When the days are bad, he’d want to cuddle just with you since time flies fast when you’re with the person you love

-on the days that Kokichi is in fact much more emotional and sad, he will stay put, he won’t talk, he’ll just stay silent and cuddle with you. Just stay with him and tell him that everything is going to turn out just fine

-he will repay your kindness don’t worry especially if you were there to get him through tough times during his life

-overall, when you’re cuddling Kokichi, there’s never a dull moment and he is very grateful to have you always by his side.

Anyways yeah that’s it! Sorry if this was too short or you didn’t like it but I’m not that good at writing and only just a beginner

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hoboal87 · 3 years

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You Broke Us - Epilogue

Title: You Broke Us - Epilogue

Characters: Reader, Sam, OFC Thea, OFC Maisie, (mentions of) Dean and John

Pairings: au!Lawyer!Sam x wife!Reader

Warnings: a disgusting amount of fluff, PDA, daddy!Sam, confessions

Word Count: 1.6k+

A/N: I hope y’all enjoy this fluffy epilogue! @superbadassnatural I’m so glad you sent the original request for this mini-series 😘

Beta’d by @negans-lucille-tblr

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Part Five

Five Years Later

You sit on a park bench, watching Sam follow your daughter as she treks through the jungle gym. You’re sure if there weren’t any other kids – or parents for that matter – around that Sam would be right behind her. Maisie makes her way towards the slide at the far end, and as soon as Sam is in position, she pushes off, screaming happily as Sam catches her at the bottom.

Maisie’s arms wrap around Sam’s neck, holding on tightly as her laughter fills the air and Sam kisses her cheek. Maisie crawls around Sam so she can have a piggyback ride, and joyfully yells “horsey!” Sam’s stride turns into a mock gallop, and you’re sure you hear a neigh come from Sam’s mouth.

Sam slows as he reaches you, but when Maisie demands he speeds up he does so without a second thought. You stifle a laugh at the pained look on his face as he circles you, clearly wanting you to step in and save him. Poor guy – he can’t say no to Maisie, she’s had him wrapped around her finger since the day she was born.

Sam sends you another pleading look as he laps around you once again.

“Okay, Mase” –you stop Sam as he passes you again, reaching out to take her in your arms– “Even horses need a break sometimes.” You laugh at the sigh of relief that comes from Sam, but Maisie holds on tight, and shakes her head. “Maisie Anne,” you drop into a more serious tone, “daddy needs a break.”

The four-year-old pouts before letting you take her into your arms and sit her down on the bench. You run your hands through Maisie's dark blonde curls before pulling them back into two pigtails. Her skin is sun-kissed from the sunny weather, freckles across her nose and cheeks more prominent than ever. Sam relaxes, a wide grin forming on his face as Maisie chatters away. You jokingly offer him an elastic as well as you notice the sheen of sweat on his forehead. Sam lets out a breathy, mocking laugh before taking a seat on the other side of Maise, offering her a juice box and taking a large gulp of water.

You’d already been at the park for hours; Maisie’s showing no signs of slowing down and as soon as Sam's caught his breath, she playfully tugs on his hand, begging him to take her over to the swings. "Again, daddy!" Maisie pulls with all of her might, waiting for Sam to rise up again. You intercede, and you hear a small sigh of relief come from Sam. Maisie’s eyes go wide, a technique she picked up from Sam – though she didn’t need much help in that department – and Sam promises to join her in a few minutes.

Crocodile tears start to form in her mossy eyes, and you can see Sam’s resolve start to give, but luckily for him, a neighbor calls out her name, and she focuses her attention on them. You instruct her to stay with the family as the mom gives you a nod, and Maisie runs off to join them. Shaking your head, you close the gap between you and Sam and intertwine your fingers with his, before resting your head on his shoulder. Sam sighs deeply, wrapping his arm around you, and pulling you even closer into him.

“You can say ‘no’ to her, you know,” you tease.

“Yeah, but then I won’t be her favorite anymore.”

“She’s a daddy’s girl,” you sigh, “you’ll always be her favorite.”

After everything that had happened with Dean, you offered Sam an out – many outs – reminding him that you wouldn't know who the baby's father was until after they were born, and you wouldn't make him raise a child that wasn't his. As much as you wanted Sam to be a part of your life, you aren’t naive enough to think that he would ever be able to move past what happened with Dean. He tried to dismiss your fears, but you insisted that he take the time, and if possibly raising his brother’s child wasn’t something he could do, you could understand. Sam chose to stay, promising that it didn’t matter who fathered your baby, he would love them because he loved you. He left his firm in Kansas and moved to Kenmore after he was cleared of any wrongdoing in Dean’s death. You were still married, and yours and Thea’s statements proved self-defense.

He also told you the truth about his family. His father, John, wasn’t dead like he’d lead you to believe – he was a con man, often using his sons in his schemes. John spent years in and out of prison, leaving Sam and Dean alone for months at a time. Dean also began running cons; at first to take care of himself and Sam, before eventually falling into the same trap. Sam cut ties with both of them at eighteen, unwilling and unwanting to live that type of life.

After Sam’s revelations about his family you understood why he’d been closed off about his past. But, it wasn't until after Dean's death that Sam learned how truly disturbed his brother was, and the lengths Dean was willing to go to keep Sam around. Dean and John had been conspiring for years, trying to find a way to get Sam to join them again. When John went to prison for good things seemed to change, and Dean focused his obsession not only on Sam, but on you. Sam blamed himself for allowing Dean into your lives, but you reminded him that Dean had manipulated you both. After months of therapy, you and Sam agreed to leave your past problems behind you.

Thea had told you that most babies look like their fathers when they are born; an old wives tale about how it helped fathers bond with their children. When your daughter came screaming into the world, you took in all her features, hoping to see some clue as to who her father was and you were given your answer. Sam insisted on signing Maisie’s birth certificate, even after you told him that he could wait until a paternity test was done, hoping that you would be proven wrong. He assured you that as far as he was concerned Maisie was his, and no test would tell him otherwise. You and he made a silent promise that day to not discuss it again; she was yours and Sam's.

You turn your attention back to Maisie who’s now in an apparent game of tag with a small group of kids.

“She’s not allowed to date until she’s thirty,” Sam narrows his eyes at a little boy who tries to hold her hand. You roll your eyes at your husband, playfully slapping his chest.

“Yeah, good luck with that. One bat of her eyelashes and you'll fold faster than a house of cards."

"I'll just have to remind the young man" –you raise an eyebrow– "or lady, that I have a very good lawyer."

"I will not defend you if you beat up a teenager," you chuckle as another joyful scream comes from Maisie. The two of you watch as Maisie runs circles around the other children, and a thought comes into your head as her laughter reaches your ears.

It was something that had been on your mind for ages, since her last birthday, but you were nervous to breach the subject to Sam. You didn’t want anything about Sam’s relationship with you or Maisie’s to change, but it was something you couldn’t deny any longer.

“I’ve been thinkin’,” you hesitate, feeling your palms getting sweatier. Sam notices the change in your demeanor immediately, sitting up so that he can face you properly, concern etched on his face. “About you, me, and Maisie.”

“Okay,” Sam takes a deep breath, confusion laced in his voice. “If it’s about... “

“No, not that,” you quickly shake your head, and give him a reassuring smile. Sam relaxes slightly, it’s clear what he thought you were going to say, you decided long ago that you weren’t going to cross that bridge, not unless it became necessary.

“What is it then, honey?”

“Maisie’ll be five in a couple of months, I was thinkin’-- I mean… look how good she plays with the other kids. It’d be a shame for her to be an only child.”

“Are you...” Sam smiles widely, “are you saying you want to have another baby?”

“Before, we’d always talked about having two or three, and I think she’s at a good enough age that she'll enjoy being a big sister.”

“Honey, we can have as many more babies as you want.”

“Yeah?” You confirm, and Sam pulls you in for a deep but gentle kiss. The kiss starts to become more heated, and for a brief moment you forget that you’re in a public park in full view of about a dozen children.

“Eww!” Maisie’s voice causes you and Sam to break apart, Sam’s face growing adorably red, and you can feel the heat rising in your own cheeks as well. You stifle a giggle as Maisie stands before you and Sam, hands on her hips with more sass than any four-year-old should have.

Once you and Sam put a sufficient amount of space between you, Maisie crawls into the space and then onto Sam’s lap.

“You ready to go home, baby girl?” Sam strokes a hand down Maisie’s back as she collapses against his chest, nodding sleepily, the day seeming to finally catch up with her. Sam stands up with a groan, holding Maisie tight against him as the little girl fights to keep her eyes open.

“C’mon, daddy,” you wrap your arm around Sam’s waist, “let’s go home.”

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