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meeenx · 4 days

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queer anas, are we all still daydreaming about the th!gh g@p in baggy pants and eating up that skinny sexy androgynous look or is it just me (it’s probably just me i’m pansexual)

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tiajk · 5 months

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Amazon strawhat reader part 2

Warnings; fluff again, slight hints of zosan, the strawhats having a crush on amazon reader again,

A/n; I did a part two because of how much love the fist one got lol

Part 1 Masterlist

— your lasso of truth makes anyone want to run away from you

— you don't really have to use it on the the crew because you're all honest and truthful with each other

— After the time-skip and they all see how much more you grew stronger they admire you just a little bit more than usual

— Ussop almost cried when you gave him a very rare plant from your home and you trusted him to take care of it

— When Jimbei first joined the crew he warmed up to you the most first

— Robin finds comfort with you because whens she not strong enough your strong enough for her

—If you ever get seriously injured there worried and they won't sleep until they know that your better

— (the person that injured you is dead)

— When you guys get your bounties they always wanna see yours first all having mixed reactions

— Most of the time zoro and you train together (he loves those moments they mean more than anything else in the world)

— Luffy tells ace and sabo about you all the time they love you as much as luffy does and thank you for taking care of him

— Back to the lasso of truth

— Zoro and sanji argue a lot right so you use it on them to so they can actually tell each other how they feel

— Nami has tried to use your lasso a few times on luffy to tie him down but it didn't end well for anyone

— I repeat and I REPEAT don't let luffy tell kid about you kid will kidnap you and take you away from the strawhats

— When its beach day and they see you in a swim suit most (all) of the strawhats faint

— Seeing your muscles flex with out you even trying makes all of the oggle at you without even knowing

— If they ever see you with your crown on they know that your homesick and they try their best to make you feel right at home with your other family them

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luvlyycy · 3 months

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sleeping with ace is frustrating. you sit up as ace's arm is loosely wrapped around your waist, his hat on the floor beside the bed as he snores loudly— drool dribbling down his cheek.

he looks cute but.. you need sleep too, he's way too hot— his skin almost burning you with the sickening heat. you were already underneath a blanket and cuddling.. plus, you hate sweating.

you gently push him, "baby.. baby, wake up.. ace, c'mon boo, get up." you continously do it until he groans, rolling over— jumping up when you slap his back, "girl, why you hit me like that?—"

"cus i told you to get up 'n you wouldn't listen, babe." you frown, gently pushing him away when he tries to hug you—

he frowns, "what? did i do somethin' in my sleep or?"

"you make me sweat."

he wiggles his eyebrows, "if that's what ya wanted, shoulda jus' told me." he moves in for a kiss, rewarding him with your hand on his mouth.

"ace, your skin is too hot, i'm fucking sweating buckets, babe. please, get me some ice."

he groans rolling out of bed, "can't we just open a window?" he says as he sighs, walking towards the kitchen area before you yell behind him— "i ain't smelling salt water all night, ace !" he yells back a quick 'i get it'. in a few seconds he comes back with a cloth and a full bucket of ice— "for you, m'lady."

"thanks, handsome." first, you place some cubes in your mouth already sighing at the cold, as ace wraps the cloth around a handful of ice cubes and begins patting it on your skin— blowing on your wet skin to make it cooler for you.

"god, i'm gonna end up as a househusband aren't i?"

"hell no, i ain't working" you laugh as he places a hot kiss to your neck, a contrast to the coldness on you— "mhh, yeah, can't make my pretty wife work– especially if she's g'nna be carrying my kids—"

"ace, don't start thinking with your dick."

#portgas d ace #domestic life with his ass is funny #working on dialogue skill #ace fluff #mention of sex/dick at the end #portgas d ace fluff #one piece ace #one piece ace fluff #op fluff #op ace #op ace fluff #op ace x reader #poc reader

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chrollohearttags · 5 months

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when the smoke clears • portgas d. ace

vice fire chief!ace helps comfort his subordinate after a rough call.

content + themes: fluff, comfort, ace being a sweetheart (and an asshole 😭), black fem reader, soft smut, oral kissing and hand holding, him + reader crying during 🥹, angst, mentions of arson + child death, so if that triggers anyone I’m sorry.

word count: 6.0K

📝: are y’all sick of me and my cheesy fire pun titles yet? 😁 sorry, I just really love this series and their dynamic. This was also longer than expected but I got carried away! 🫶🏾

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many things came with the responsibility of being a firefighter. It wasn’t an easy occupation by any stretch of the imagination. You saw and did things that the average person had the pleasure of not encountering..entire homes, entire families, generations and years worth of memories wiped out in an instant..you oftentimes risked your life with minimal reward whilst also being tasked with the heavy burden of saving others. But when you failed to do so, the weight of the world felt as if it were teeming on your shoulders and it was far too heavy to lift off on your own. Sure, there was therapy..perhaps even certain mechanisms to help you cope but there are some things you don’t forget. And all of that rang true for the newest recruit at Company Eight, (y/n) (l/n), who had just experienced your very first call that resulted in tragedy rather than a rescue. And needless…it had taken its toll…

“Oh!..Hi, Ace..so nice to see you.”

“Good evening, Miss Robin. How are we doing today?”

it was a chilly Wednesday evening..the impending onslaught of winter just around the corner for the big city. Snow had begun to fall, leaves wilting and turning to that beautiful rustic color that signified the turn of the season. It was such a delightful sight..but for you? The world seemed to be standing still, doused in gray and your heart may as well have turned black. Try as you might to hide it but the pain was still too sudden and fresh to just disappear so soon. Currently, you were home..the very spacious, four bedroom, high rise condo overlooking the city that you shared with your two best friends and roommates, Robin and Nami. Nami, who worked for The National Weather Center as a climatologist spent long hours helping to predict forecasts and track the weather patterns so that they can properly inform citizens of any impending storms. It was a rather unique and lucrative job..ideal for her! As for Robin, she was a professor at the local university, teaching archaeological studies and conducting research. She was a scholar; a woman of many academic achievements and just as your boss had arrived at the front doorstep of you guys home, she was preparing to head out for an overnight excavation, being led by other researchers in the field who needed the expertise and knowledge of someone like her. They were extraordinary, talented women who you were happy to call not only friends but sisters. Even so, with all of their intelligence, there was a topic that seemed too difficult to tackle, even for them…

handling grief. Grief that had accrued from your last call and perhaps the hardest one that the firehouse had seen in a while. It was weighing heavy on the hearts of everyone, even the more seasoned veterans but that didn’t make things any easier.

they had watched you traipse about the condo, in a stupor; spending your days off that would’ve been filled with productivity to do all of the things you couldn’t in your harrowing twenty four hour shifts to lie in bed, cry and sleep. It was awful and they couldn’t imagine what it was you were feeling at the moment. So they decided to call in someone with special expertise to help handle the situation. They had both met Ace prior through mutual friends at a gathering and they couldn’t understand why you held such resentment for such a kind, caring gentleman who seemed to really have a soft spot for you. Sure he gave you a hard time but only because your stubborn ass deserved it. If he didn’t put you in your place, who would?

“I’m doing wonderful. Please, come in.” So whilst the two of them were gone, they’d entrust your fate in the hands of the one person you probably preferred not to see but needed to. For the sake of your sanity and your job! With those deep set eyes, dark hair and signature grin, the vice fire chief made his way over the threshold, exchanging typical pleasantries with your roommate before she offered him warm coffee to help deter the cold and he’d happily accept. It was whilst they were at the table, drinking their beverage did the elephant in the room become addressed.

“So..how is she?”

“If you want my honest opinion? Not so great. We had to drag her out of bed for breakfast and a shower. I’ve never seen her like this before.” She’d also go on to explain how you’d woken up out of your sleep, screaming and reaching out to someone. Saying ‘take my hand’..only to slam back down to the mattress in a fit of tears. You’d laugh one moment, be angry the next and then a full sobbing mess afterwards..the realization was setting in for Robin, who was hurting for you. They were helpless and struggled to understand how it was you were feeling, less known to overcome it. Ace, however, had become accustomed to it and had a far better grasp on how to deal with this. Nodding his head, he’d take another sip before speaking.

“I see…y’know, it’s hard to imagine the girl who takes any opportunity she can to bite my head off actually crying. Just doesn’t seem like her..” but Robin could attest. What most mistook for anger or feistiness with you, your girls knew you were emotional at your core. You carried things much more intensely than everyone else. You felt it deeper than anyone else did and because of that, when instances like this happen, you didn’t exactly handle it well.

“She’s resilient..stronger than anyone I know but she’s also a lot more sensitive. (Y/N) has always had a knack for empathizing with others. It’s what I love about her..that kind heart. She always wants to help those around her..maybe that’s why she was adamant on becoming a firefighter. It’s strange..I wanted to stop her when she told us the news. To grab her and ask if she had gone crazy but…my fear didn’t stem from her rushing into burning buildings or an accident..it was something like this. Because she doesn’t just internalize their feelings..she internalizes their suffering, their pain. She tortures herself into believing that if she can’t help someone then she’s failed as a person. That tough exterior is nothing more than a facade, a mask to keep everyone from seeing just how fragile she is.”

it was then that Ace acquired a better understanding of not only your current mental state but you as a person as well. He knew now that the woman who hid behind these stoic faces and temperamental attitudes was actually a sad child who had never healed from past trauma. However, he couldn’t, in good faith..allow you to come back on shift until you were feeling better and if that never happened, then he’d be forced to resort to more permanent measures. Once the two finished up their coffee, Robin would gather her things and prepare to leave. “I'm going to go tell her goodnight and I’ll let her know you’re here..” With that, the tall, dark haired woman headed towards your bedroom. Her backpack, chocked full of exploration equipment and other necessities tossed over her shoulder along with a thermos in hand. She’d leave a faint knock for which you’d allow her in and that’s when she’d be met with the sight of you lying in bed, curled up in the blankets and cradling a stuffed animal. It was the only bit of comfort you’d had.

“Hey, sweet girl. How are we feeling?” Her deep and soothing tone brought you immediate peace as she sat at the edge of your bed, stroking along the side of your face. That nurturing touch was the only semblance of comfort you had felt in these past few days. Even so, you couldn’t bring yourself to admit the truth..the truth that would reveal the fact that you weren’t doing well in the slightest. Curled into a fetal-like position, (y/n) bundled the blanket up to your face. Almost too ashamed and frightened to face her. Abashed by the fact you were behaving this way. Although it couldn’t be helped..not when every time you shut your eyes, you’d relive the horrors of that night. Toiling with it over and over, thinking of what you could’ve done differently. It seemed as if no matter what scenario you went through in your head, it seemed as if the result would be the same. There was nothing that you or anyone else could do..even so, it didn’t stop you from shouldering the blame. However, you wouldn’t be sulking for long if he had anything to do with it. As Robin continued to console you, barely garnering a whisper from you, you’d proceed to tell her that you were okay. Which she knew was a lie but it was better than mere tears..

“C’mon, rookie. Are you really going to stay here sulking? It’s sad..”

Suddenly, your pity fest was soon interrupted by the very familiar and irritating voice of the last person you were hoping to see. Not only would he undoubtedly make you feel worse but you most certainly didn’t want him seeing you in such a state. Although he never voiced it, you had the sneaking suspicion that he thought little of you. That perhaps he bet on the fact that you’d one day succumb to the harsh conditions of this job and wouldn’t be able to handle it. Maybe you were proving him right. You’d feel the bed shift as Robin stood to her feet; only bending down to place a gentle kiss on your temple, telling you that she loved you and would see you later once she returned from her expedition. She’d also take Ace’s appearance as her cue to leave. She felt safe leaving you in his care. Today and any other day..

“..go away, Ace. I’m not in the mood..”

cradling the blanket into your fist, you’d slowly turn back over and avoid facing him. The last thing you wanted to be vexed with was his nonsense. But he wasn’t here to pick a fight or even argue with you. He was used to your anger, used to that foul mouth and bad attitude. What he couldn’t stomach the thought of was you being upset. Kneeling near the side of the bed, he’d press a hand to your covered hip and try to get a peak at your face. Hoping that he’d be able to soften you up. Although it’d be no easy task..that much he was aware of. Still, it wouldn’t stop him from trying his best to make you feel better.

“Yeah..I figured you’d say that.” releasing a heavy sigh, your superior would then rise back to his original posture, before doing something quite unexpected. Suddenly, you’d feel the weight of the bed shift drastically before you were greeted with the sight of him lying next to you! That same obnoxious smirk and deep tone that normally made your skin crawl. Without so much as a warning, he’d peel those covers back from you and reveal your gaze as well. “What are you?--” “There she is..that pretty face. Y’know, crying really doesn’t suit you. Neither does acting like a big ass baby.” As per usual, you wouldn’t get away unscathed without him taking jabs. But this was exactly what you needed. Someone to bring you back to reality! If anyone understood the gravity of the situation you were grappling with and how difficult it was, Ace was the one. He’d seen many tragedies since his time as a firefighter. From car accidents, crime scenes and horrible fires that had destroyed families in a matter of minutes. He had a sort of immunity to it and didn’t let many things phase him for his own mental state. That silly facade was his own coping mechanism. Otherwise, he’d be knee deep in a bottle again and that wasn’t a place he wanted to go back to. But even he could empathize with you on this. It was a brutal scene..one of the worst any of you had ever encountered..it was difficult but you were definitely taking it harder than anyone else.

“And what the hell would you know? Huh? Everything is always a joke to you. They died right in front of me..right in front of me, Ace and I couldn’t do shit!..Do you have any idea what that feels like?!” Just then, your voice would ascend into a higher pitch and you’d become hysterical. You’d become livid..just one of the many emotions you were experiencing. How dare he speak to you as if you were some petulant child throwing a fit? This wasn’t some small mistake you all could laugh off..a mere teaching moment. A family was broken apart at the seams, a mother burying their kids and a cowardly father who took his own life to avoid the consequences. And the only thing that you could do was stand there and watch the flames engulf them. See two innocent babies become swallowed after the support beams of their home fell in front of them. You’d try to run in and save them but were promptly held back by your fellow firefighters. You lacked the experience to tackle such a feat and the only thing your presence would’ve caused was another unfortunate casualty. You even sustained some injuries that hadn’t even hit you until after your adrenaline wore off. But none of that mattered..nothing compared to the pain of seeing two little kids yelling ‘help me’..only two feet away and there was nothing you could do to help them. Your other two teammates rushed in, barely escaping with their lives to assist them instead but by that time, smoke inhalation was what ultimately caused their demise.

“Who does that to their own kids?! What type of fucking monster would burn them up because he was mad at their mom?! Why couldn’t I help them, Ace? Why didn’t you let me?! Do you really hate me that fucking bad!—“

By this point, you were more than lively. A bit more than he anticipated and before he knew it, you were screaming, sobbing and slamming your fists into his chest. He expected this..hell, he blamed himself. As soon as he got the call, he should’ve told you to stay behind. But shielding you only would’ve felt like a slap in the face and he was doing you no favors by sugarcoating the severity of this job.

“Because I didn’t want to lose you too!” suddenly, you’d feel your wrists clutched in his grasp and him holding you close. But you’d also notice the welling tears brimming in his eyes. A true first! This was the very man you’d always catch with that stupid smug grin on his face and laughing. Yet here he was..mirroring your sentiment. He’d then try to feign them off and look away over his own shoulder. Trying not to let you see him in that state. “Damnit, rookie!..you think I did that to spite you? All of this, the whole situation fucking sucks and if there were anything I could do differently, I would. I failed, okay? As your superior and a firefighter..and I have to live with that. I have to face the consequences of my decisions but I couldn’t take it if something would’ve happened to you. I–...” it was only a matter of time before he crumbled and it was seconds later that you’d watch the once strong and upbeat chief fall apart. “I’m sorry, (y/n)..” but alas, his tears and apology didn’t sway your resolve. You were angry with him! Angry that he was yet again protecting you. Now face to face, the two of you sat there..only inches apart. His hand cradling your own and you refusing to let go. This was by far the most vulnerable that you had ever seen him and in a way, it almost made you feel sorry for him but you had to let him know exactly how you felt. Leaning forward, you’d move as if you were trying to kiss him but instead, went for a slap. Bringing him out of his self sulking trance.

“What the hell?!--” “If you’re really sorry, then stop treating me like a goddamned baby! Ace, this job means everything to me. I didn’t become a firefighter to sit on the sidelines and watch people die. And it seems like as of late, all you’ve done is try to coddle and try to shield me from it. I don’t get it..do you really think I’m that useless? How the hell do you think I feel? Everybody thinks I’m incompetent because of you. No matter what I say, I can never look that mom in the eyes and tell her how sorry I am. That I did the best I could because I didn’t. You took that from me, Ace..why do you insist on smothering me?!” and you wouldn’t believe him even if he told you the reason. It’d probably only make you even more irritable. But hell, now was as good of time as any to confess what was on his heart.

“..any man would want to protect the woman he loves, wouldn’t he?” You were still amid your rambling when the words seeped from his mouth. Just as flatly as any other phrase he had uttered before. Almost as if he were afraid to admit it but it was true..every bit of it. He had fallen for you over this past year or so and there was no way of denying it. All of his domineering overbearance was due to this blossoming crush..this deep seeded passion that had sprouted into pure adoration. “Fuck’s sake..swear you drive me crazy, rookie. Can’t believe I’m even telling you this..” That’s when he’d burst into laughter, now swiping the tears away from his puffy, dark eyes. There it was. That’s why he was acting this way..he didn’t want to tell you in fear of pushing you away or even be accused of showing favoritism just because you were a woman. He never once doubted or even questioned your skills. But his feelings? They had grown far stronger than he was ready to accept. He knew you could handle it but in that moment, his natural instinct was to grab you. Even at the expense of your own mental health and pride. Even if it meant you’d hate him for it. Hold you close and never let go..because he didn’t want his last memory of you to be walking to your death. Honestly, he wasn’t being entirely truthful because he knew it’d only make you feel worse but there was nothing that any of you could do. Even the most trained and skilled first responder would not have been able to change the outcome of this tragedy. You all went in and risked your lives for these children but it was to no avail. One step closer and it would’ve been a suicide mission.

“I know it’s selfish and honestly, you have every right to resent me for it but I can’t help myself. You’re a hell of a firefighter, I’ve said that a million times but you’re also the girl I can’t stop thinking about. The one I just want to keep safe and protect from it all but that’s not fair. I can’t ask you to hold back because of my sore feelings. You did everything right, rookie. This isn’t your burden to shoulder so stop sitting around here crying, worrying your friends. None of this is your fault, okay? Nobody blames you, not even that mother. She even came by the fire house to thank you for how quickly you rushed in to help her kids. I just..I can’t take knowing that you feel like this because of my fucking stupidity–”

Quite frankly, you’d heard enough of these pitiful excuses and half assed attempts at trying to do damage control. But most importantly, you couldn’t take anymore of this..no more of his heartfelt confession because then you’d be forced to confront your own emotions. The deep seeded truth that you loved him as well. After a year of intense, passionate hookups and going through arguably some of the worst scenarios together, you couldn’t help but to become close. Even if it went without the obvious mention. Amid his long winded rant, you’d gently cup his cheek into your palm before kissing his forehead and eventually, his lips.

“You’re right about one thing, you are very fucking stupid..”

Immediately sending the flustered chief into a pout. But it was obvious that he meant every word because his cheeks flushed red as he felt your touch. “You don’t mince words, do you?” “No, but I am thankful for you..even if you get on my fucking nerves.” To which he could only chuckle and place his head down. He wasn’t expecting some picture perfect, Hallmark moment with you. That was for certain but you were still just as crass as ever! Reaching over, you’d take his hand and gently caress his knuckles with your thumb pad. “Listen, Ace..I feel the same way you do. As bad as I didn’t want to admit it. Hell, I’d tell myself I was just being delusional but the truth is, you do make me happy..” he couldn’t ask for much more than that, honestly! He was expecting you to be utterly repulsed by his words and here you were saying exactly what he was hoping for. On the contrary though, there was still a tiny bit that he was missing.

“Still..love isn’t supposed to be suffocating or overbearing. I can’t ever grow or learn if you don’t let me. I don’t want to just be ‘the girl you love’, I wanna be your equal…I want you to acknowledge me as a capable firefighter. I don’t want to be coddled and held back. I don’t ever want to feel what I have been for these past few days ever again. I don’t think I can take it..” finally, you’d lean in and cup his cheek; flustered a bright red by your heartfelt words. “I learned from the best, didn’t I? So I think I deserve to prove it.” What more could he possibly say? You were so precious to not only him but everyone at Company Eight. You all were family and losses were never easy, especially when they were so young but you all should have been proud. Proud that they realized your weakness and held you back for your own safety. Proud that you all had done everything you could to rescue those children, even if the result wasn’t what you all hoped and proud that you were still standing here..as a vice chief and fellow friend, he was so grateful for each of you and as much as he wanted to internalize that burden as well, he did none of you any favors by pouting or feeling sorry for himself. The only thing any of you could do now was move forward and keep getting better. Keep training and learn from your mistakes. And if he wanted his team to continue to grow, he couldn’t allow his own fears and bias to cloud his judgment. Otherwise those feelings would swallow him whole and the only thing he’d do is push you away.

“You really are something else, rookie…I swear you make me want to be better than I was the day before..it’s crazy. But I promise I’ll become a chief worthy of your respect. I won’t ever hold you back ever again.”

For now though, he just wanted to be one with you. Be in this moment with you and not let go. To immerse himself in your skin, to touch you and know that he still had you by his side. “I love you, Ace..” tenderly reassuring him as the gap of distance slowly closed between the two of you. A gentle hand cradling his face and his tugging at your hip. There was no greater feeling in the world than this.

“Say that again, baby..tell me one more time.” By now, he had laid you back flat to the mattress and his lips honed in on your neck, suckling and slowly kissing your flesh. Around your earlobe and even your collarbone. You’d utter the words once more and like a wave of fresh water, you’d allow him to drown you in his affection. Giving you the comfort and warmth you so desperately needed. The kind you had been craving. The kind that only he could give you!

“Can you tell me it’s mine?..please?..”

“You sure are demanding today..”

in only a matter of moments, you’d find yourselves entangled in a passionate bliss. His arms wrapped around you and your hands scaled the curvature of his back. This was nice..the only thought that could cross your mind. A simple one but true nonetheless. This familiarity..the comfort of knowing, feeling something that you were used to was nice. A feeling you no longer wanted to fight..you wanted to give in, submit and let the overwhelming emotions swaddle you. Safety, affection, genuine care..they all felt so foreign until you met him. Despite the fighting, anger and resentment. They were the only false feelings you harbored. No matter how far you tried to push him away, he’d only find himself falling deeper.

“Yeah, but at least you’re smiling now so it's fine..” chuckling gently against your lips, causing a faint vibration as he brushed the side of your face. Right now, nothing else mattered. He wasn’t leaving this room until your mind was out of that dark, dreary place. And he knew just how to do the trick. Soon, you’d feel his tongue snake from his mouth and make a beeline from the starting point of your jugular, not letting up until he reached your belly button; pausing only briefly to rid you of the t-shirt that you had been sporting. Immediately sensing the tension in your body resolving by the second. Ace honed in on your very sensitive and erect nipples that seemed to draw forth and elicit the most lively reaction from you. Feeling you tremble, hearing those light huffs…it was all he needed. He'd then lean up to check on his beloved. Adorning your temple with a soft kiss..

“..can I make you feel better?”

and without hesitation..frazzled and with labored breathing, you’d nod your head and whimper. “Y-yes, please..”

from there, he knew exactly what needed to be done. From that point forward, he was at your mercy..in complete and total submission to bring you pleasure. To ensure that you were shrouded in nothing more than bliss. No pain, no tears..he missed that beautiful smile more than anything so he wouldn’t stop until it appeared again. Seconds later, you’d find your leg draped across his shoulder as he made haste in shuffling around to position himself flat on his stomach. It was then that your thighs would become parted and he’d expose your aroused core. Already dampened with warm slick from his previous teasing, he’d run a single finger down the center of your slit..brushing the pad over the surface of your swollen bud. With the liner of your panties still entangled around his digits, he’d keep the shield pulled back as he delved in to enjoy the scent and flavor of your essence. It was divine..just as amazing as always. He didn’t say a word..merely began to muffle his brims around your puffy lips. At this point, pure actions were the only atonement for his behavior. His failure as not only a leader but a lover as well. He hadn’t attended to your needs in any capacity and now, he was going to make it right.

“Ace…”

the words barely escaping above a decibel but he’d merely remain steadfast in his motions. Slowly and delicately tending to your folds. Running his tongue throughout the center of that sweet spot. His head burrowed deep between quaking flesh. Now wasn’t the time for snarky commentary or sarcastic retorts. He was going to prove that every bit of what he said was true. Without so much as a phrase uttered between the two of you, he’d give you the indication to keep grinding yourself against his mouth. Use him to your full advantage and derive all the pleasure you could from him. Ride out your orgasms and let him take away every ounce of your stress..right now, that was his only duty. Grasping for your hands, he’d keep you in place as you rolled and bucked those hips forward, nearly coming forth from the mattress. “Are you okay, baby? Tell me how you feel right now..” but if the faint ring of arousal around his lips and the way you were shaking was any indication, he had to guess that you were feeling pretty damn good! “I—so good..” that was the only thing he wanted to hear. To hear that you were okay. That you were feeling something..that you weren’t entirely numb.

“Thank goodness..here..” he didn’t want you to reach a climax just yet. That was something he wanted the two of you to achieve together. He truly wanted you to be one..

“Look at me..look me in my eyes, right now..” almost subconsciously, your head shifted to perfectly align with his own. Faces only mere inches apart as he bridged the space with slow, soft pecks. Ones that would undoubtedly leave you yearning for more once they concluded. But he wouldn’t dare to pause..dare put a stop to this sensual moment. Your energy meshed with his, your bodies so close and skin pressed directly atop one another’s…there wasn’t a single place he’d rather be than right here. This was more than just sex..a meager compensation for his shortcomings but rather, the birth of a new dynamic. Hoping to leave behind the days of trivial arguments and childish antics..he wanted to scream it from the rooftops that he belonged to you. No more the days of being immature to one another. From here on out, he wanted honest, effective communication. To be real with you in every aspect. To learn about you so that he could be attentive and love you even when it was impossible for you to do so on your own. In your weakest moments, on your bad days and roughest storms, he could be that brave protector you always needed.

“Hold my hands, baby. I’m right here, I promise…” you were barely speaking; eyes soaked and brimming with tears because you’d waited so long to feel this. For someone to come and take your worries away..

“Please..I need it. So bad..”

he dare not deny your request as he hastily removed those sweats, discarding them onto the floor, along with the pair of panties he glided down your calf until hit your foot..your body itself was more than a pleasure vessel. More than just the anatomy itself. Your breasts, your thighs, your center..it was more than that. This was home. Where he’d always come to find solace when he needed it most. Where he’d always return..so when he’d ease himself into you, one inch following the other..breathless moans ensued right behind it. The sensation of being sucked in and never wanting to let go. This is what true love making felt like. Eventually, you’d rope each of your limbs around his frame, coiling him in a tight embrace; mirroring the feeling of your insides around his shaft. Try as he might to push through, Ace was barely making headway..you were so tense still..almost as if you didn’t trust him. He’d heard your sentiments. The ‘I love you’ returned so sweetly but part of you still had reservations. Many nights had you given him your body, willingly without thought. Not searching for a thing other than menial pleasure..and he’d accepted! Selfishly taking you for his own needs and desires but could trust him with your heart? Could you trust him to hold something so fragile and protect it with his life? Would he truly love you the way you deserved?…

“..I’m sorry..”

just then, you’d hear him uttering in a shrill whimper. The warm dampness of his tears soaking your shoulder blades. He was crying!..for the first time ever, he had let go of all borders and barriers. He removed and shed all doubt he’d felt with other women. He was vulnerable..

“I’m so sorry, (y/n)..I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you.” Still easing in and out. That member pushed through the sponge-like bundle of nerves as his words rolled off his quivering lips. Nipping at your earlobe with gentle kisses that sent chills coursing through your spine. He was so remorseful for allowing you to sit here in despair. What type of man was he? “But I’m here now…I’m here now and I promise I’ll never leave you again. You have my word, baby. I love you so much, (y/n)..”

He couldn’t change his past but he could atone right here and now..making a vow to not only you but himself. That he’d never desert you in your time of need..both entrapped in a bout of hysterics, you’d sob quietly whilst your bodies collided in a fit of bliss. The lewd movements became a mere afterthought. You were connected and ascending on a higher plane at the moment and nothing could take you down. “I..I forgive you…I love you too..please..don’t leave me.” Somewhere behind that tough exterior was that frightened girl..once too afraid after being harmed by so many, to confront this scary world was making her reappearance. She was no longer alone. She had friends, amazing coworkers and now? A man who adored her more than life itself. He’d instantly feel those constricting walls loosen at the mention of the apology and now he was swollen and pushing through. The bed would rock underneath your colliding frames and before long, those inevitable peaks drew near.

“So close, baby..just a little more.”

“Don’t stop..”

but he could hold out no longer and neither could you. The intense emotions proved to be too much and you’d succumb to those powerful feelings. The wave of climatic bliss washing over you both in only a few minutes of beginning. That sensitive core gushed with secretions and juices alike, signifying that you couldn’t hold back. And he wouldn’t make you.

“Let it out..there you go. I’m so proud of you, (y/n). That’s my girl..”

Coaching you through that orgasm before he even thought of reaching his own. You’d both release loud cries and tear filled pleas to follow. He’d hold you close and you’d cling to his skin as if you were mere seconds from crawling in. Reveling in the beautiful moment revered as afterglow. It was magical..a type of love that you wanted to experience until the end of time..

“And I’m yours. All yours..I belong to you.”

pain was a temporary sensation, meant to only last for a season. But love? It remained for a lifetime. And much like the flames of a burning fire, sparked from an ember, he’d fight through anything to ensure that what you had lasted. After the blaze was put out and the smoke cleared, no matter the circumstances or storm..he’d be right here. Forever and always!

@honeybleed 🫶🏾

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linos-luna · 1 year

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Can I request a Yoongi smut with a fem reader.Yoongi is so stressed with working on the album one day he comes home from filming the music video still in his agust d outfit and takes it out on the reader 🥵🥵🥵

Agust d is just 🥵

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Louder ❣️

Hard!Dom!Yoongi x Sub!Fem!Reader

Warnings: oral (male recieving), pain kink, crying, filth, slapping, unprotected sex, rough sex, d/s

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Yoongi sat on the couch, running his hand through his hair with a sigh. He just barely got home from a stressful music video shoot and didn’t even bother to change his clothes or clean his face. You didn’t say anything as you watched from the hallway, but he knew you were there.

“Come here, y/n…” he said, not even turning his head.

You slowly walked over to him and he patted his lap, implying that he wanted you to sit.

Yoongi moved your hair from your face and started kissing you. At first it was soft but then got deeper and sloppier. He bit your lip and inserted tongue; you swore you could taste some blood and moaned at the feeling.

After some sloppy making out, he grabs your chin. “Y/n, I’m so tired today, you know?”

“You look really good.” You said meekly.

“Yeah?” He smirked while kissing and sucking at your neck. You like me dressed up and dirty?”

You only whined at the feeling, tracing your fingers down his chest. “Yes, Master. Agust D…” you giggle.

“Why don’t you be a good girl and suck me off, hm?”

You nodded and before getting up, he suddenly slapped you, it wasn’t that hard but still stunned you. He dramatically cleared his throat and you realized your mistake.

“… yes master!” you quickly say before he pushes you off his lap and you stumble to your knees to undo his pants. You struggled a bit but was finally able to lower his pants. He helped you lower his boxers and pulled out his cock, rubbing it in front of your face.

You soon gave little kitten licks to the tip, making Yoongi groan and pull your hair.

“No teasing you dumb bitch!”

You then took his entire length in your mouth. It was huge and you wanted to get used it. But Yoongi was impatient, he needed relief now.

Your boyfriend grabbed your hair tightly and fucked your throat. It was deep and harsh. You could barely breathe but he loved the sound of it.

“What’s wrong baby?” He grunt. “Cant handle it? I know you can, dumb slut!”

You whimpered and moaned before feeling his hips stutter. You gagged at the feeling and he came in your mouth.

You tried sitting back but Yoongi grabbed your jaw, squishing your cheeks to make your lips part and watch a mix of your spit and his cum drip from your mouth.

“Dirty bitch…” he panted with a devious smile. “So fuckin filthy…”

You didn’t say anything, only deeply breathing as you tried swallowing what you could.

“Answer me!” Yoongi yelled suddenly while giving a harsh slap to the cheek. You stumbled back a little and could barely catch yourself before he kicked you to the floor with his foot.

“Y-yes master!” you gasp as he gets on top of you, pinning you down by the wrists.

He chuckled as he yanked down your pants and nearly ripped off your underwear.

You moaned at the feeling of him teasing your wet cunt, spreading your legs wide, and roughly entered you. You screamed and Yoongi grabbed you by the throat.

“Again! Scream again, bitch!” He said while thrusting harder, bending your legs to a painful point.

You screamed again, panting and nearly crying as he rammed into you. It was painful but weirdly you loved it.

“Again!” He grunted while squeezing your throat lightly. “Louder!”

“Master… Yoongi! Master… Agust D!” you choked in a raspy scream.

“Cum on my dick like the dirty girl you are!” He panted as he was close himself.

You came and he did as well.

Yoongi wiped your tears as he pulled out and lifting you from the floor. He picked up your limp form and brought you to the bed. He laid next to you and you got a bit insecure as you realized you were completely naked as he was only missing his pants and boxers.

Before you could cover yourself, Yoongi softly kissed your lips and stroked your hair.

“Sleep now, baby… you’re so good to me.”

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yoonavii · 10 months

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Request unlocked?!

May I have some fluff for our pirate King luffy 🥰

Like, we all know that others love to stretch his cheeks and everything else but what if his s/o doesn't do that. Just cupping luffys cheek and brushing his cheek, never once stretching him and he is slightly confused just to get the answer >i Fell in love with you, not because you're rubber< a smile and laughter.

If you don't want that, just skip. Anyway! Have a good day/night and take enough Breaks. You wonderful human being

OOOHHH I’m definitely not skipping this! I have a wonderful idea in making this into a one shot. I hope you enjoy :))

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Love Beyond the Stretch

Pairing: Luffy x Reader

Warnings: none!

You find yourself aboard the Thousand Sunny, the Straw Hat Pirates’ ship, surrounded by the laughter and playful antics of your crewmates. Among them is Luffy, the rubber-powered captain. It’s a common occurrence for others to stretch his cheeks, finding amusement in his elastic nature. However, you, Y/N, his significant other, see beyond his extraordinary abilities and love him for who he truly is. In the midst of the joyous chaos, you stand by Luffy’s side, your eyes filled with warmth and understanding. As the crewmates laugh and playfully stretch Luffy’s cheeks, you refrain from participating. Instead, you choose to caress and hold his cheeks with tender care, occasionally giving him a gentle kiss. The surprising sensation catches Luffy off guard, as he’s not accustomed to such intimate physical contact.

Luffy’s eyes widen in slight surprise as he gazes at you, questioning the reason for your actions. Sensing his curiosity, you meet his gaze with a soft smile “I fell in love with you, not the rubber.” You said softly. Your words carry a profound meaning, emphasizing that your affection for him surpasses any external characteristics. You cherish Luffy for the person he is, the adventures you’ve shared together, and the bond you’ve formed. A warm smile spreads across Luffy’s face, a mixture of happiness and realization. He takes a moment to absorb your words, gradually understanding the depth of your love. Tentatively, he reaches out and places his hand on yours, feeling the warmth and tenderness of your touch. “I… I never thought someone would care about me like this,” he admits, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and gratitude.

Leaning closer, you gently caress his cheek once more, your eyes radiating love and acceptance. “Luffy, you’re more than your rubber powers. You’re the person who fearlessly fights for his friends and dreams. It’s that unwavering spirit that captured my heart,” you express softly. Luffy’s cheeks flush with a tinge of pink, a mixture of shyness and newfound understanding. As the crew’s laughter and banter continue in the background, you and Luffy share a quiet moment. He leans in, his lips meeting yours in a tender kiss, filled with a newfound appreciation for your love. The touch is different from any physical contact he has experienced before, but it brings a sense of comfort and connection that he treasures.

In that shared embrace, surrounded by the joyful chaos of the crew, you both understand the depth of your love. Your touch, your caress, and your words remind Luffy that he is loved for who he is, not solely for his rubbery abilities. Together, you cherish the essence of each other, embracing the extraordinary bond you share.

©𝐘𝐀𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

#luffy x you #monkey d luffy x y/n #luffy hcs #luffy scenarios #luffy fluff #one piece x reader #op x reader #one piece headcanons #luffy x reader #one piece fluff #one piece x black!reader #one piece x gender neutral reader #one piece x gn reader #one piece hcs #op hcs #anime x poc!reader #anime x reader #anime headcanons #anime hcs

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monstas1ut · 1 year

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Inked Brown Skin

TRAFALGAR LAW × black!reader

Summary

__ 18+ black!reader has a huge ass with Law's Jollyroger inked on one of her ass cheeks, and Law really, really gets off on it. Literally.

Content

___ !!! black coded reader, thick coded reader, reader has a huge ass, tattoos, doggystyle, size difference, squirting, oral(you receive), silent ass worship, meat to meat(no condom), Bepo calls your bonnet a 'mushroom hat, hair pulling, clothed sex, ass slapping, Law calls Reader a slut one or two times, slight dumbification, ejaculation on your ass

___ brown skin can be dark, light, medium color.. whatever. brown is brown.. and it’s gorgeous.

Law’s patience was running thin, and his cock was growing from his inevitable erection. The Captain of the Heart Pirates never felt so threatened by mere sexual attraction. It came to a point where his sex was practically tamed with hot water from showering. He’d either go that route, or force himself to get over the self embarrassment of wrapping his tattooed hand around himself. Either way, Law would feel alright for a while until he spots you again.

Today seemed to be the worst of the worst. The shower kept Law at bay for at least two hours. The morning arose from the horizon , and it shined through the circled window. Those sun rays were dancing on your pretty waist before it edged down to your thick wagon. It would jiggle each time you moved, and Law could not take his eyes from it. Whatever work he had planned would have to wait, because he waited long enough.

New inked skin has to heal, that’s known, but he’s been watching it heal for weeks now. Law even marked the date of when you acquired that precious mark. He has watched that calendar more times than he could count, and he felt pitiful for doing it. But even though he felt pitiful, he wasn’t going to feel embarrassed. No, not this time. The surgeon lifted that feeling awhile ago and admitted his constant want for you. He admitted to himself that he wanted to hold your waist. He admitted that he wanted to watch your inked, brown ass jiggle below him. He admitted that he wanted to hear you sing out from pleasure, and he admitted he wanted to rut into you.

You deserved it. You deserved everything that was coming to you because of how much of a tease you were to Law. You’ve done nothing on purpose, and Law could see that, but you were unconsciously trying to cause him to cum in his jeans. All he saw when he woke up was his old, yellow and black jacket, lacy black panties, and what Bepo would call it, the ‘mushroom hat’ that protected your lengthy braids. But to be fair, Law wanted each of your perfect braids to be sprawled on his bed. He wanted to watch the braids fall over your face as he fucked you. He wanted to grip them. He wanted to control you with just a grip on your hair.

Law wanted to watch just how pretty your ass would jiggle with his Jollyroger inked into your brown skin. He wanted to feel it, grab it, and watch his cock pound you into the velvety sheets. He wanted it so bad, and he was tired of waiting for it to come true.

Law was but a man. He may seem as if sex doesn’t come to mind, but it does. And as you laid there on your side reading a much interesting book, mind clouded with imagination, you felt the bed dent in. It wasn’t until your e/c eyes reached contact with Law’s. Though, there was a difference about him, one you haven’t seen in quite some time.

Your dearest lover was a man that spoke little to no words when it came to love. He was still getting used to this evident fact that you were in love with him. He liked keeping a mundane existence, but when you came into his life, he sparked new things inside of himself. And seeing him look at you like this, it made your panties wet.

Trafalgar Law’s dark, raven eyes were dimmed, lustful, and wanting.

That was the last thing you noticed before you felt slightly calloused fingers gripping underneath your thick thighs. There was almost a black out between the time you were reading and now. All you could feel was air wafting between your legs, your eyes averting from Law’s focused face to your panties that were pulled to the side. Your pretty, painted toes were weakly in the air, and the book was loosely in your grip, dangling off the side of the bed.

Your precious e/c eyes rolled to the back into your head the second you felt Law’s lips caress your clit.

Law, being a surgeon and a doctor, he loved to be clean and sterile. He wasn’t implying that you were gross, however he just wasn’t one to ‘eat pussy’. So considering he was horny enough to suck and kiss on your pretty clit, it made you relish in the moment.

“Oh-… oh fuck. Law-…” Mixed with tiny little whimpers, your words were jumbled as you spoke. Your legs could only stay open but so long. It became hard to keep them open when you were being devoured by your Captain. His deep, black eyes stared at you from between your legs. His chin was drenched in your juices. Your body reacted fast from him turning you on, so you were now a small waterfall. Shivering from the pleasure, your nipples were hardened and poking from the inside of Law’s old jacket.

The simple fact that you were even bare underneath was more than enough to cause the doctor to harden up even more. And that gave him a motive to keep going. Those soft, wet lips tasted sweet. Your nectar rolled down to the bed sheets below, and Law watched how your face displayed submissive reactions. He almost feels naive for not orally pleasuring you for these years because of how much of a submissive you looked. His bratty lover, you, had much determination and pride. So, seeing you in such a state, Law believed this to be the most beautiful thing.

And he knew what could get you off even more.

“Keep them open, unless you want to be treated unfairly..” Law commanded, and yet, with his lower face drenched, he still managed to make you whimper. Your thighs stayed part, the feeling of his firm hold left you, and you felt his tattooed fingers start to massage your clit. The feeling sent you through the roof, your legs daring to close, but Law’s words repeated in your head. Your puffy pussy throbbed, unable to relax as you felt those fingers slip inside of you with a squelch. Those lips of his once again managed to suck and gently pull at your pearl, the sensation causing you to fall in a pit of your own sounds.

Being a doctor wasn’t the only thing Law knew how to do. Being a doctor meant knowing every part of a woman’s body, and Law knew every part of yours by heart. He was undoubtedly familiar with what made you jerk, what made you squeal, and what made you squirt.

“I-… Oh fuck I-.. fuckin’ love that..” you sharply whispered. Your large and plump bottom lip was now between your teeth as your hands wrapped slightly around your knees. The view was more than pleasant, Law would kill to see you here like this again. Long, pretty eyelashes fluttering, in his jacket, panties to the side, and your legs flexed back as you held them tight.

“Lawwww~… S-Stop doin’ it like that.. y’gonna make me cum fast…” Law could barely function when you moaned and tried to speak. You sounded so dumb. Dumb and pretty. Not that he would call you that out loud, but right now? He could mistake you for a pretty, dumb, bimbo. But Law loved when you’d try to speak.. especially when you were on the brink of cumming.

Those slender fingers gave you a shock when they curled, a loud moan leaving your throat. It slid out just as nice and pretty, taking Law by some surprise as you poured out your melody from your throat. “M’gonna cum-..” those words were music to the male’s ears. His fingers penetrating you ever so quickly, the sound of your pussy equivalent to the sound of water sloshing around… and Law’s cock twitched inside of his jeans from the sound of it.

His fingers were squeezed by your pink insides, a gorgeous sight to see. Law could barely focus on watching your pussy wink at him because his lips were still tending to your wet, swollen clit. He almost stayed there, however as good as you tasted, he didn’t want you drenching his face just yet..

“Fuck… Pretty thing.” He whispered after he stopped using his lips on your sex. His voice was deep, dark, and dominant. It made your orgasm speed up twice as much. A light twitch of your leg occurred before your pussy gently gushed the clear liquid onto his fingers. That’s what he wanted.. that’s what he dreamt of these past weeks. You squirted prettily on his fingers, and Law felt weak. He couldn’t contain the lust that was overthrowing him.

“So messy… I hope for your sake that there’s more in you, (y/n)-ya…” The surgeon said, his eyes taunting you in a way that was a bit too sexy for you to handle. It was so smug, and he was such a tease. His eyes trailed from the slight circle of wetness on the sheets before looking at you. You let go of your legs, closing them so you could have a bit of a break, but that didn’t last but a second.

After Law had a taste of you, he felt like he could now use you. And you may be his lover, but with the tension he had to endure, he was going to use you like a little doll. Which, he practically owned you now… you are stuck with his mark forever and he wasn’t going to let that up.

“Turn over.” The demand made you shiver, the thoughts in your mind finally trying hard to come true. You always believed that Law loved the new addition to your body, however, you didn’t know he was going to act like this. You could feel his eyes peering hard into you as you moved to turn over on your knees.. your ass was like water. It didn’t stop moving even when you tried to stay still. But Law liked it that way. He liked everything he saw.

At this point, everyone knew that Law wanted to marry you. He wanted nothing more than to keep you at his side. It’s so hard for a man like him to express anything, so nobody would expect much.. but with the way he acts around you, he can barely control himself. Let it be that he’s a pervert, he’s only a pervert for you and this phat ass he now claims.

Such a large hand he has, and he slapped your ass so hard that it echoed against the walls. He watched it jiggle for minutes on minutes. It made your pussy juices drip down your inner thighs each time his hand would come in contact with one of your cheeks. Your throat caught with moans and light waves of yelps. “B-Baby-… O-Oh Captain..” you whimpered loudly, feeling the tingling sensations of the aftermath. You just knew for sure that your ass had dark handprints, and your pretty brown skin couldn’t even handle it… that’s how much Law did it.

“don’t call for me (y/n)-ya… you’ve constantly been seducing me with this, knowing it’s taken a toll on me..” Law grumbled this in an annoyed state, but his thumb couldn’t help but run over the black ink. His lips almost dry from staring at it too long. He didn’t have to pretend anymore though, not when it was right here.. his cock was pressed against his leg, thick and heavy from being so aroused.

The zipper on his pants went down, his jacket went flying, his hat went elsewhere… and his cock made its entrance. And the second you felt his cock fall onto your ass, you arched your back on instincts causing Law’s breath to shake. He bit his bottom lip before his hands touched your wide hips. His thumb still able to touch some of the tattoo. Law’s hands were huge, as well as his body.. his height was overlapping yours easily.. the size difference was concerning even, but he knew you could handle him better than anyone else can..

“Every punishment I can think of will be given to you if you whine, because acting like a little slut now isn’t going to phase me when I know you’re a runner, (y/n)-ya....” He teased, but even though it made you embarrassed, you interjected back. “But that's because you can’t get enough and you lose control… right, Captain?…” you purred, softly moving your head up to look at his daring face. He was so tall that you could see him hovering over you from behind by just looking up.

You’d rather look at his face than his cock because that monster was practically eating your insides. You only teased him with that one sentence, yet he plunged his tip inside of you with a simple gesture. His tattooed hands sliding softly to your waist before gripping it tight and pressing it down to the bed. You felt your spine bending farther in a way that you didn’t even know it could. “I-.. Captain- oh… Captain!” Your whines equaled to a cat in heat. Your hands gripping the soft, plush pillow as Law watched your plush ass bounce against his pelvis.

That cock of his was so thick and long, it was fairly straight, and the veins were very prominent. The tip was so pink, and it was hitting your insides with a vengeance. But the only thing law could think about was how big your ass was, and how sexy his Jolly Roger looked on your jello ass. It made his breath hitch watching your ass bounce. Your waist was just right for this position, and your pussy caressed him so well.

This has to be the first time in a while that Law believed there was a heaven. The last thing he preferred was your hair in his grip, and that’s what he did. You whined about him gripping at your silky bonnet, but when his hand gripped around your braids in one swoop, your pussy became even wetter.

“Such a little slut…owning a pretty thing like you makes things much easier.. doesn’t it, (y/n)-ya?” Law grumbled, practically forcing his sounds to stay put. He wasn’t one to moan out in pleasure or even crack a sound, he would try his hardest to stay quiet. Especially since these walls were thin.. and he only knew that because nobody wanted to look at you two after the last time you two had sex… But, Law could barely keep his breaths at a reasonable rate. They were shaky, uneven and low. You could hear them, he couldn’t hide.

“M-Mhm..” You agreed with a weak hum, your eyes rolling back as Law pulled at your hair. The poor polar tang could be rocking a bit more than usual… Law will definitely blame it on your ass rather than his hips snapping against yours. But it was quite obvious with the ‘plap, plap’ sounds that repeated against the walls. It made your toes curl, and it made you purr like an animal. All because you knew Law was pounding into your insides, which were so smooth and squishy, tight and gushy.

It was just too good for Law not to take advantage of.

The constant thrusts were making you fall forward. “S-shit-… Law-.. Law st-..”a piercing squeal came from your throat, your knee moving up as you were trying to crawl away, just like he said, but alas, Law didn’t care. He moved his hand back, gaining some air before slapping your pretty brown ass again. His other hands pulling more at your braids, which strained your neck. But you couldn’t say anything…

“ I assumed you knew how to take it now. But you’re still a runner (y/n)-ya…” Law huskily whispered before his eyes trailed from your hair, back to your ass. He just couldn’t stop looking at it. His urge to marry you right now while fucking your pussy was too high. However , if he was going to do that, it needs to be professional.

Note, He’ll do it next week.

With an ass like this with his Jolly Roger on it, he’d love to marry you tomorrow. But, it wouldn’t be perfectly planned.. just like how he plans to cum on this pretty tattoo in a few minutes. That’s because there was no shame right now. Law knew he was on the brink of cumming, and he knew you were at your peak. With the way you were whining, the loud music of your wet lips, and the way you were squeezing around him… Law knew that you couldn’t handle much more for right now.

“M-… Captain-… Law-…fuck- s’good dick-..” your words were incoherent moans. You sounded so cute and dumb to Law, and that’s what made his cock twitch.. his insides felt like they were going against him. His throat let out a shaky groan from trying so hard to keep it inside.

The pirate was just too pussy drunk to not moan out and cum. His cock twitched again before his hips snapped forward once more, which made you fall forward somewhat on your side. Your pretty ass jiggled from impact, and Law’s thick, healthy cum spilt all over your tattoo. He can admit, not only did he like it on the tattoo, but he liked his cum on your skin as well..

His large hand kept a hold of his cock, letting go of it when he stopped cumming. Law was still fairly hard though, and it could be from the lack of sex, or it could be from being so turned on… Either way, your pretty pussy is going to get used a few more times before you leave the bed today.

“Five minutes to rest… no running next time, right (y/n)-ya..?”

#one piece x reader #one piece x poc!reader #one piece x black!reader #black reader #poc reader #anime x black!reader #anime x poc!reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar law x black!reader #law x black!reader #trafalgar d law x reader #thick reader #one piece x reader smut #one piece x black!reader smut #smut

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jackienautism · 13 days

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the next time someone forgets that japanese characters are also non white is the time i start murdering people i’m not kidding

anyway whitewashing goes beyond making skin tone lighter. it’s erasing a characters name, their non white facial features, etc. like. you know how many times i’ve seen japanese characters from like anime or some shit drawn white in a “realistic” style? lighter skinned non white characters are STILL whitewashed

don’t get me wrong, like i’ve talked abt many times before, colorism is always a problem. it will ALWAYS be a problem, and i’m not trying to undermine that by referencing lighter skinned non white people. but good christ you people are so stupid

#mine #text #my thoughts #saw someone talking abt the darker skinned characters from d//antaño row and like. valid #D//ANGANRONPA #but they were like #‘they are NOT white’#and shit like that #as if everyone isn’t non white too? lol #use different language. if you want to refer to light skin tones then say. light skinned #it rly isn’t that fucking hard #just bc someone has light skin doesn’t mean they’re not poc 😭😭😭😭 IM TIRED #and like #don’t get me wrong. i know the privilege i and other light skinned people have #but i’m just. i’m tired

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tiajk · 6 months

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~~~~Pictures that describe you guys ~~~~~

A/N: I know most of them aren’t the same skin tone but just imagine for me pls; Masterlist, another fic is coming tdy i swear

~~MONKEY D LUFFY~~

Why; I know very well that luffys love language is physical affection and he’s willing to show that to you whenever and the canes one is obvious 2 if his favorite things in one spot food and his partner

~~ Ronoroa Zoro ~~

Why; Zoro and you go to the gym a lot so he wanted to take a picture of his progress (i physically cringe at the thought of saying gains) but you just wanted to sneak up on him and give him a kiss (that photo is his wallpaper don’t say anything about or he’ll change it then change it back) the second one he was just trying to nap and he got comfortable on you his personal pillow

~~ Vinsmoke Sanji~~

Why; Sanji is an admirer he admires cooking and you he love you and treated you like royalty the second one he just loves getting you flowers he gets them so he can see your pretty smile when you realize that we went out of his way to get these for you

~~God Ussop~~

Why; the first one i can just imagine Ussop pulls you away because he want to spend quality time with you nami is pissed because you guys were supposed to be talking about something and sanji is jealous because he has no one (he has zoro just doesn’t want to admit it)second one i can just tell that he wanted to do some stupid shit and bother you becuase why not

~~Cat Burglar Nami~~

(my bisexual awakening)

Why; nami loves riches so why not share it with you you guys would just go shopping all the time and sanji would be at the mercy of both of you i know it the second one i could just only imagine that you guys would just have a long day and the sky was pretty so you dragged her outside so that you could take pictures and just talk to each other

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Tieflings: a minority class of people typically identified by their skin color that has historical racial tensions with another race (humans) - a tension that causes them to experience discrimination and distrust from those around them for hundreds of years

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