"How Do The Monster Trio Act Around (and Eventually Get With) Their Crush?"

"How do the monster trio act around (and eventually get with) their crush?"

☆ - Monkey D. Luffy, Vinsmoke Sanji, Roronoa Zoro x M! reader.

♡ - guys m'sososososo insane ab these three m'literally gunna explode | also !! jus cus reqs ar gunna be closed, doesn't mean m'won't be uploadin !! jus not takin reqs f'the time bein (❁´◡`❁)

— MONKEY D. LUFFY.

He's so clingy around you, more than he is with anyone else.

Always, always, shares his food with you. Especially if you were busy training before dinner.

He's always around you no matter what. Oh? You're trying to help Sanji cook? He's on the floor watching you. Want to go buy supplies for Nami? He's clung onto your back like a Koala. Want to sleep due to a long day? He's right there in your bed with you.

He's so dorky about it too! Wants to spend every waking moment with you but doesn't know that he has a crush on you, just always wants ta be around you!

He's so jealous without even knowing it. What are you doing hanging out with Usopp when he's right here??

"[Name]..." Luffy groaned, clinging to your back with a sad expression on his face. He had his limbs wrapped around your torso and his head between your neck. "You aren't going to talk with Usopp again, are you?"

You stop walking, staring at him through the corner of your eyes. "Yes? I thought you and Usopp were best buddies, what happened?"

Luffy groans louder, causing Nami to yell at him to shut up from her room. "Nooooo, stay here and talk with meeeeeeee!" He wraps his arms around you three times (thanks to his devil fruit) and starts to shake your body around.

"Luffy— I can't even move if you don't let go of me!"

Luffy looks at you with puppy dog eyes. "Why hang out with Usopp when I'm right here?! I should be the only one you have eyes for..." He pouts as he presses his cheek against yours.

Your body flushes. Did... did he realize what he just said?

"Luffy, you can't say things like that if you don't know what they mean..." You huff, trying not to look too deep into what he could've meant by that. Luffy says things he doesn't mean, so you don't want to get your hopes up.

That only seems to coerce Luffy into whining. "I do know what it means! I said it, dummy! Stupid!! You should be mine, not Usopp's! I'm cooler and better and bigger and amazinger and uhm, you're mine because I say so!!"

Amazinger...?

You can't help the giggle that comes out of you, trying to force yourself to calm down while Luffy shakes you repeatedly. "[Name] c'mon, you'll be mine, right? Not Usopp! Cause, he can't cook and he's a sniper!"

"What does him being a sniper have to do with anything? And besides, you can't cook either Luffy."

Luffy blanks for a split second before going back to what he was doing. "I dunno. Doesn't matter! C'monnnnn, [Name], you're bullying meeeeeeeee!"

You hold onto Luffy's arm with a laugh, pressing your cheeks together as a form of affection. "Yes, Luffy, I'll be yours."

Luffy stares at you with surprise before turning back to his usual happy-go-lucky self. "Yippie!! Now, we can do all the things boyfriends do! Like go on dates, and eat together, and sleep together, and—"

As he continues to list off all the things he thinks boyfriends do, you can't help but chuckle.

Not like you two weren't doing that before his confession.

— VINSMOKE SANJI.

(inspired by @/sanjisboyfie 's oneshot ab this tragic little adorable man !! :3)

It took so long for Sanji to realize he liked you because he's not used to being attracted to men.

Thought that every time you complimented his cooking and his heart swelled up, it was just the flu. Nothing interesting or important.

Then, he started noticing how pretty your features were when you were eating, or how embarrassed he gets whenever it's just you and him in the kitchen.

When he realizes he does like you, his mind utterly falters, because... why would you like him back?

Even though there are lingering fears in his heart, he always tries his best to please you. Even if it means blushing like a moron whenever you address him directly.

"[Name]! I uhm, made this for you since you were... hurt, during our last fight." Sanji muttered nervously, averting his eyes as he held out a plate of food. Something small and easy to digest, but a food you like.

You smile warmly as you take the plate from his hands, your fingers brushing slightly as Sanji's face flusters even more. "This looks amazing! Thanks, Sanji. Do you want to sit with me? The seas are calm tonight."

Sanji pauses as he looks at you. His cigarette is inches away from falling out of his mouth and his face dazes.

"Sanij? You okay? You can say no, I won't be mad. It's not even your shift yet and everyone needs sleep." You say with an airy smile as you turn your attention to the food.

Sanji was right (like he was most of the time when it came to you and food), after the 'Big Mom incident' you were quite injured (and hungry). Seeing all the... talking food, didn't do much to raise your appetite.

There's a soft thud right beside you, long black legs resting a safe distance away from yours. A comfortable silence falls between the two of you, even if Sanji's cheeks are flushed and he's nervously playing with his thumbs.

"Wowww, this is really good Sanji!" You say happily, flashing Sanji a warm smile as you return to eating the food so gracefully given to you. Oblivious to the man beside you whose face looks so red it rivals Luffy's signature vest.

Sanji looks at you with nothing sort of affection. It's not the same as when Nami or Robin compliment him, you just saying his name is enough to make him flustered, but being this close to you alone might send him into cardiac arrest.

"[Name]...?" His voice is quiet, staring at you with expectant eyes.

You pause eating, covering your mouth, and cocking your head in confusion.

"This uhm... might be a weird question, but do you um,, l-like anybody?" He becomes more flushed with every word that comes out of his mouth.

The second you take too long to answer he starts to curse himself out for even sitting down. Everything was going so well until he opened his mouth—

"Yes, I do. What, trying to feel out if I'm single?" You tease with a light chuckle, picking up the last bit of food and holding it out expectantly. "You want some?"

Sanji can't say no to you. Even if he tries his hardest, his body will not let him say no, not to an indirect kiss; especially when you're offering. Even if you might not see it in the same light he does.

He opens his mouth and lets you place the spoon in his mouth as your eyes turn into crescents. "See? Does it taste good?"

God— Sanji feels like he's going to explode.

He nods, begging himself to calm down before his mind starts to run.

"Oh," You say suddenly, "—that was an indirect kiss, wasn't it?" You lin hum thoughtfully and place the plate beside you, letting out a soft yawn as you stretch. "You sure you don't need to—"

"I am so in love with you."

"...pardon?"

Sanji stands up immediately, his face red. "Nothing!! I'm sorry, I'm really sleepy now so I'll—"

"Sanji, what did you say?" You ask carefully, holding onto his hand to try and stop him from running away.

"It's nothing, [Name], please just let me—"

"Sanji." Your voice comes off soft, relaxing your body so you come off as gentle and not hostile. "Just say it, one more time for me, okay?"

Sanji could feel his entire body burning up just from holding hands, more so from him getting caught blurting out his feelings again. He stares at the floor of the Sunny, too ashamed to look you in the eyes. "I... I'm in love with you? I'm sorry if you don't like me back, I didn't mean it I swear!"

"Sanji, what makes you think I don't like you back? Better question, what makes you think I didn't know?" You cock your head playfully, pulling him gently so he's sitting again.

"...what?"

You chuckle. "I've heard all the other embarrassing times you've confessed your feelings, it's just that the crew was around and I didn't want to put you on the spot. I've liked you since we met on the Baratie, silly."

Sanji's eyes widen as his mouth falls agape. You've liked him... for two years?!

"Sanji...?" You move up to straddle him, your hands resting on his cheeks. "Can I... kiss you?"

Sanji nods so fast he thinks his head might fall off.

You smile, leaning forward to press your lips together. Sanji's body physically relaxes as he practically melts into you, his face redder than blood.

It takes all his willpower and the need to breathe for him to finally pull away from you. His face is flushed and his breathing is heavy, staring at you like you're the only man in the world— like you're the prettiest thing in the world.

You giggle, pressing your heart onto his chest. "I love you so much."

Zoning back into reality, he carefully places his arms around your waist. "I love you too, so so much [Name],"

— RORONOA ZORO.

Zoro isn't good at expressing his emotions, everyone knows that.

So, when he figures out he might have a romantic attraction to you, he's confused about what to do. Considers asking Nami about it, but goes with Robin since Nami is... an interesting woman!

Robin tells him to be upfront with his feelings, or subtly tell the person.

He's a naturally mature person, having a crush on his crewmate doesn't change that by any means.

Even if he is cold to everyone, if you two are alone on the deck of the Sunny, he lets you sleep with him or touch his swords.

Just having you around is enough to calm him down. Seeing as his biggest love language is quality time and you enjoy talking about the randomest things around him, it makes his heart flutter whenever you act like he's the only person in the world who you care about.

"Mhm! And did you know that otters hold hands when they're asleep?" You point to an otter in the marine life book Zoro got you during your last pit stop.

Zoro shakes his head, his arms crossed with a small, barely noticeable amused smile on his face.

"Yeah! It's so they don't drift off when they're asleep. Not sure anyone knows why, but I like to think it's because they don't want to lose each other. After all, they're social animals! Oh! They also like to cuddle a lot—"

"Kind of like me and you, no?" Zoro interrupts with a playful aura, causing your train of thought to stop, face flushing as you stare at his smug expression.

"Um, y-yes! Like... like me, and you..." Your voice progressively gets smaller under Zoro's gaze. He moves closer, causing you to move your arms back, resting on your palms. "Zoro?"

"Keep telling me about the otters, don't worry," He replies coyly, grabbing you by the waist and bringing you into his lap.

Your face flushes, stuttering over your words as you nod. Shakily grabbing the book to bring it closer. Carefully picking your words, you begin speaking again. "They might also, uhm, hold hands because they don't have very thick fur. It could be to share body heat and keep warm, since they get cold easily."

"What if I said we were otters?" Zoro asks from behind you, resting his chin on your head.

"Ah, then we'd have to hold hands when we sleep!" Quickly realizing what you said, you try to reel it back in. "O-of course, only if you want to! I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I know how much you like your personal space so—"

"You're in my personal space and it doesn't look like I mind very much, does it, [Name]?"

Twiddling your thumbs meekly, you shake your head no. Zoro laughs and takes one of your hands, putting it above his. The size difference is obvious, your fingers stop just below his second knuckle. Something about that causes a riot in your brain, especially when Zoro squeezes them together.

"Okay, another question," Zoro starts, moving the intertwined hands to your lap. "What if I asked you to be my boyfriend?"

You turn around immediately, staring at him with wide eyes. He isn't... joking, is he? Zoro doesn't normally joke about things (unless he's with Sanji), so it wouldn't make sense for him to joke about this. Especially when it's something so serious.

"Hm? What's your answer, pretty boy?"

You've liked Zoro ever since he sat down and listened to you talk about the different kinds of fishmen after the ordeal with Arlong. Zoro has never expressed romantic attraction to anybody, not even to the bountiful amounts of women who've expressed attraction to him.

Your mind blanks, and you must've been staring at him for too long because the smallest bit of worry falls on his face. "You okay? I'm not forcing you, you know? Saying no is okay."

Saying... no? To a man that looks like he was crafted by Zeus himself? Hell no! "No! I-I mean, yes, I mean—"

"Take your time pretty boy, I'm not going anywhere."

He's adjusted your position to where you're facing each other, hands still intertwined as he looks at you with a soft (?) expression. Taking a deep breath, you force yourself to make eye contact with him.

You've never looked at his this close before. Sure, you two have cuddled to sleep on countless nights, but then you were always faced away from each other.

He has long eyelashes. Not extremely long, but longer than you thought they were. Even if his eyes are black, you've noticed they soften whenever he looks at you, it makes him pretty.

Meekly, you nod. Holding your head down to try and hide your embarrassment. Before you can, though, Zoro stops you by lifting your chin up with his finger. "You can use words, can't you?"

It should sound condescending, the way he's talking to you, but it sounds more encouraging than anything. Even if there might be light teases mixed with his words.

"Yes, I, I would want to be your uhm... your boyfriend."

Zoro grins at that, pressing a quick kiss on your lips and twisting you around, pulling you closer so the back of your head is between his boobs pecs. "Love you, pretty boy."

"I-I love you too, Zoro," You force out, even if it feels like you're overheating due to the blood rushing to your cheek and... other places, as well as Zoro's added body heat.

You two truly were like otters.

Could I get uuuuh Sidon x male reader where the reader is an artist and notices Sidon swimming and draws him and Sidon becomes his muse and Sidon finds out?

Fuck yeah I got a request 😭😭 I assume this is botw HALLELUJAH

SIDON X MALE READER

You and Sidon have been close friends for some time, Sidon often liked to visit you to see what you paint or drew, it was mostly landscapes. The rest was of Sidon. You felt embarrassed by this and kept these pieces hidden. Were no one, especially Sidon, would see.

It was a bright day outside and it wasn’t raining so you went out and sat near a stream, there was a few kids that played here in the water. You smiled at the little kids, some where on lower ground Sidon was swimming, he seemed to be playing with the children there, smiling you decide to paint Sidon once again.

It was afternoon until you decide to pack up and go back to your place. Putting away the paints and brushes into your bag, you head to the shed where you store your paintings of Sidon. Right when you open the door you hear a loud voice behind you

“Hey! I haven’t seen you all day how are you doing?”

You tense at recognizing the voice, panicking you quickly throw in the painting in the shed

“Hello Sidon, I’m doing good and how are you?”

Is what you got out of your throat, slowly turning back to face him

“Great! I saw that you had a painting could I see?”

More like statement instead of a question, Sidon gently pushes you to the side and opens the door to all of the paintings of him. You froze, mouth moving but no words come out

“I’m not a creep!!!”

You force out of your throat, you turn to the wall of the door and lean you face against it, wanting to bury yourself in a hole, expecting a scared Sidon you contemplate on your head whether you should head bang your head onto a rock

“This is your works of me? How beautiful!”

Said with a smile on his face, he continued on to praise of the paintings, you felt relived, but even more embarrassed by his words

“Thank you Sidon..”

As if a the ghost was sucked out of you you mumbled

“Do you mind if I keep some?”

“I don’t mind at all”

Days after he asked you to paint him more despite how much you already do

Flip how do you close a fanfiction my brain is dying, I finally completed this after procrastinating for so long hip hip hooray!

This wasn’t as long as I wanted it to be 😭

His Hat

Prompt: Courtesy of @tsunderedonut: Imagine Law putting his hat on his shy, vulnerable S/O that's riding him for the first time.

NSFW

Trafalgar Law X Reader

You have confidence. You’re courageous. You weren’t self-conscience at all. When it came to your job. Being a mechanic for the Polar Tang was like a dream job for you. You stayed in the boiler room watching levels go up and down and you knew exactly how to fix any leaks or breaks that came about. You were ecstatic when the Surgeon of Death came to your shore so long-ago needing repairs and just so happened to see you’re value onboard the ship after fixing everything, eagerly packing your bags to join the crew.

           You were not, however, prepared for love. Despite being on the world for over 2 decades, you had only gone on one hap-hazard date that your friend had set you up on, and needless to say it ended up awful. The man flirted with your roommate right in front of you, and despite your naivety, even you knew what he was doing. Plus, with a few undesirable stalkers here and there, you decided dating wasn’t for you. And so, your short, non-existing love life had come to an end.

         That is until you joined the Heart Pirates. After getting to know everyone on board you realized your feelings for your captain burned like a wild fire. It was dangerous and weird, being completely new territory compared to what you have felt before. At first you had thought it was some ship-madness, you were warned by your captain/doctor when you arrived that it could take a while to get use to life on a submarine, even more so when they rarely surfaced. But as you went about your duties and getting to know the crew, you realized that your heart never beat that fast around the others, even so you tried to deny such feelings.

         You got close to Penguin as he often came to the boiler room for menial tasks and found more out about, your captain. Despite his cold, non-caring demeanor, he always made sure everyone was alright. And although he didn’t show it, he did enjoy the antics played by the crew. Although he demanded his alone time, he was just as often to be found in the rec-room watching as others drank or played a game. Penguin also clued you in that once a month Law joined in on any game of the crews picking to stay connected.

         And it wasn’t until you were drinking alongside Penguin, that he confronted you, “So you like Law huh?” He chattered out after taking a swig of his glass. You choked on what you were drinking, nearly spitting it out at his words, your face turning the brightest shade of red he had ever seen. “Jeez, blush any harder and the rest of your body won’t have any blood,” He had laughed out at your reaction.

         “What?!?” You practically yelled at him, you felt your body stiffen at the thought and you could hear Shachi in the background ask if Penguin was bullying you. “I don’t like anyone. Never have,” You tried to reason taking the last swig of your drink, you didn’t know the feelings of love. The uncomfortable, painful feelings of unrequited love that made you dumb in the mind and weak in your knees, stomach slightly queasy at the thought of someone.

         “Please, you only pay attention to my ramblings when I’m talking about him. No need to be shy Y/N,” Penguin grinned out before reaching over to fill your glass up again, “Just relax. Feelings aren’t going to hurt you.” You looked around to see if anyone else was listening in but other than Shachi glancing at you two from across the room, everyone else seemed occupied.

         The thought of sharing your life with someone, with Law of all people, everything from the simple hand holding to the fantasies of sharing a bed, going on small dates and being marked in one way or another. You shake your head violently to get rid of such things before downing your entire glass. “There’s no way Penguin.” You squeaked out not making eye contact with him.

         “Denile will get you no where Y/N. Just accept it, I didn’t realize you were such a virgin when it came to matters of the heart,” He laughed at your misery, and how your eyes fixed on a portion of the table in front of you.

         “I don’t have feelings Penguin! Feelings are messy squishy things that don’t make sense. I’m not stupid enough to let something I can’t control distract me from my life,” You pipe out quickly, grabbing the bottle from the man’s hands to take another swig. He smirked at you, unconvinced of your words, “Just because I sometimes think about him doesn’t mean anything!” You immediately stop, eyes wide as you look at Penguin, whose smirk has turned into a full toothed grin.

         “You’re right! Feelings don’t make sense. But you can’t stop them from happening,” He gleefully said, “Excuse me one second.” You watch as he stood up, “You owe me 20 Berries Shachi!” He yelled across the room while walking over to the grumbling crewmember.

         You slam your head against the table with a ‘thud’. Feelings. Sure, you imagined how it would feel like to have the captain by your side, to be able to capture his eyes and keep him for yourself. You held your breathe at such thoughts, that could never happen. Hiding your face in your arms, you heard Penguin return to his seat but you couldn’t look at him.

         Over the next couple of weeks, the pair would make quips and remarks of your crush if you were alone with them, instantly making you freeze like an ice cube. The prodding from them had made your feelings all the more evident to yourself and it had made it harder and harder to bury such fuzzy emotions. You weren’t the most social of person, but now you found it harder than ever to talk to anyone, the embarrassment and fear of them finding out about your unrequited feelings being too much for you to bear. The only time you’d be able to speak confidently is if it was about work, it was easy to avoid emotions when you had to think in facts and bury them with work.

         That is, until you noticed a particularly important part starting to show signs of breaking. Best to take care of it now than be in trouble later, you headed to your Captains office for approval to buy the new part. He hadn’t been expecting you but happily let you into his quiet office. You stood in front of his desk explaining the issue and how it’d be better to replace it now and he seemed to agree.

         But as you turned to leave, he called out, “Y/N-ya,” you stopped in your tracks. Had one of your maintenance reports not been up to par? You’re back still turned to him your mind was reeling at what you could have messed up but you were certain there was no way you would turn in half-assed work. And then, your mind suddenly stopped. Realizing where you were, who you were talking to. Your heart beating faster, cheeks turning slightly red. “I’ve noticed you’ve been avoiding me recently,” Law’s voice rang out in the room, his smooth deep voice, addressing you and not something to do with your job. “Did I do something wrong?”

         You pick your head up slightly at the last sentence, snapping around to face him head on, frantically trying to reassure that it has nothing to do with him, “I just haven’t been feeling well-“ You quickly pipe out not thinking of anything else as you could hear your heartbeat in your ears.

         Law perks up at your sudden excuse, immediately standing up, taking long strides to get to you quickly. A hand immediately going to your forehead, freezing at the sudden contact you feel your cheeks burn up, “You do seem to have a fever,” He muttered to himself before activating his powers to transport the both of you to the med bay. “Sit down real quick,” He demanded as he went to grab a stethoscope.

         It was hard to breathe. Here you were with a stupid school-girl crush, making your Captain worried over nothing. Yet you couldn’t quite seem to find the right words, trying to push off your illness as a quick thing that’d be gone soon. But Law would hear none of it. Quickly he listened to your heart, asking you to breathe in and out as you whine out that it’s truly nothing. It’s not until he places a hand on your back to keep you from shying away that he realized your heart beating faster at his own touch.

         He quickly glanced up at your face, that you were desperately trying to hide from him by staring at the far corner away from him. “Are you truly unwell Y/N-ya?” He firmly asked, demanding a truthful answer.

         And just like that your Captain found out your feelings for him. You rushed to your room the second you felt his touch leave you to ignore the rejection you refused to hear. And it wasn’t until the next day that Law had come to find you of his own accord, asking you out on a date the next time they reached land.

~~~

         That was months ago, 6 months to be precise. And ever since you had been dating the man in front of you. You still couldn’t believe it, it felt unreal. “It seems like your mind is elsewhere love,” He leaned up to give you a peck on the lips, gently taking your hands in his.

         You had decided to try and be forward yourself this time round, and couldn’t help but feeling like backing out now. You had certainly had sex before but it was never like this, not when the lights were still on, not when you could see his reactions. The simple fact sending your head reeling at how hot Law was underneath you.

         You had lured him back to his room, claiming you needed to talk to him. You had been slightly jealous of how he was talking to a bar maiden on land and immediately confronted him, only now losing your nerve. The second he stepped into the room you had slammed the door shut and pushed him on the bed, straddling him before you were going to ride him. But the second you got on top of him your mind started working again. This was also the first time you were truly on top of him, looking down at him, seeing how he stared back up at you with heat in his eyes. You cheeks become more red as you avoid his gaze.

         “What were you going to do now that we’re alone?” Law smirks while looking at you, no doubt enjoying how flustered you looked. He gripped your hips before jutting his own up into you. You fall forward, the movement snapping you out of your daze.

         “I. I was,” You try to stutter out as he lifts your shirt up, and you let him rip it off you, his eyes staring right into you. You look down slightly, still avoiding eye contact, “I was gonna remind you that your mine.” You whisper, embarrassed at the thought now.

         Law gleefully shifts, taking off his own shirt in the process, “And how were you going to do that?” He urges you to continue. Law enjoyed watching how flustered you could get, despite dating for a decent amount of time you still couldn’t control yourself in situations where he’s giving you all his attention. Looking down at him, you quickly cover his eyes with one of your hands.

         “No looking,” You whine out as you start to get off him, “You have to give me a second.” Law chuckles a bit but goes to move his hat, which had fallen a couple inches away when you pushed him, over his eyes, assuring you he won’t take a peek. After a quick second of making sure he can’t see you, you stand up fully.

         You look at the man in front of you before turning around, taking off your pants quickly, glancing over your shoulder just to be sure. Law decides humming will distract him in this situation. Frustrated at your playful boyfriend, you get to work on his pants, him lifting his hips slightly to help you undress him. His cock springing up as you release it from its cloth prison.

         Law lets you widen his legs as you kneel between them, stopping just inches away from his dick. You see movement from the corner of your eye and snap your head back up, “No peeking!” You yell out more embarrassed at your own actions than anything else. Law puts his arm back down, deciding to keep quiet for the time being.

         You take one more deep breath before you wrap your lips around him. Slowly bobbing your head up and down, covering his member in saliva. The salty taste of his precum making you go insane with desire. Your slow pacing doesn’t seem up to Law’s standards as he bucks his hips forward, making you gag in the process. You place both your hands on his hips to try and control your boyfriend, and while he didn’t stop entirely from pumping his hips towards your head, he was a little gentler.

         “Fuck Y/N-ya,” Law groaned out when you sat up, leaving his cock wanting for more. You looked up to make sure he still couldn’t see you and sighed when you saw the hat still in place. Readjusting yourself to now be sitting on him again you could hear him take a sharp breath. His throbbing cock in one hand, aiming it towards your entrance as you sink down on him slowly. It felt completely different than normal. You were in control, and every inch was touching you in places you didn’t think was possible. The pleasure already overwhelming.

         You try to hold in your own moan as you sink lower, feeling impossibly full as he bottoms out in you. You sit there for a second, hands on Law’s abs to steady yourself, holding your breath at this new pleasure you’ve discovered before grinding your hips, feeling him deep inside you. You finally remember to breathe after Law decides to thrust up into you, falling forward on his chest as he wraps his arms around you, pinning you to him. You gasp for air, moaning his name as he sets a brutal pace.

         “L-Law,” You moan out in frustration and you look up to see him shift his head to peek out from under the hat, with an absolutely devilish grin on his face.

He places a kiss on your forehead, “Yes love?” He thrusts into you again and you wiggle one of your arms free, prying yourself out of his arms to sit back up. Only to be met with another wave of pleasure at the different angle. You mind becoming empty of most thoughts as you hear the man below you chuckle. He reaches up taking his hat and placing it on your head, caressing your body before landing both his hands on your hips. You gasp a bit as he holds you down slightly, feeling him twitching inside you.

With some encouragement from his large hands, you start to ride Law like there’s no tomorrow. Barely being able to breathe yourself as he hits every sensitive part of you. Every now and then stopping to feel how full you feel with him in you. Tears brimming your eyes as your mind is flooded with pleasure and lust.

Laws eyes devour you, savoring every inch as he watches you bounce on him. Your head lulled back and forth; mouth hung open as you scream his name. His hat would be covering your eyes if you hadn’t been continuously pushing it up before going back to steadying yourself on him. The sight before him being a drug he never knew he was addicted too until you had come around. He feels you twitch around him and he stops his own thrusts, gripping your hips to stop you from moving any further.

“Law!” you scream out at the lack of movement, grinding your hips for any friction. He smirks up at you, not responding, watching as you desperately try to bounce despite not being able too. Law slowly raises his hips, holding your hips in the same spot, reaching deeper than before and it begins to feel like it too much. You cry trying to squirm, move, anything to help relieve the pressure that was making you insane. “Please Law,” you beg him to do something.

You can barely see his face underneath you, the hat falling over your eyes, but you’re certain Law has a smirk on his face as he ignores your pleads. Gasping for air you finally fall forward, gripping your boyfriends’ shoulders, “It’s too much- Please Law,” You beg into his chest trying to move even an inch over feeling how deep he is. How you can still feel him twitch slightly inside of you at every moan and plead. Making your mind numb from the overwhelming pleasure and pressure building up.

After a quick second, Law lifts your chin with one of his hands, the other still firmly planted on your hip, “You’re adorable Y/N-ya.” Law whispers it while staring right into your tear stained eyes, kissing you gently before suddenly flipping you over so that you are now on your back. How he stayed inside of you was a mystery but the feeling drove you insane as he hooking both your legs over his shoulders, pounding into you fast and hard.

You try to grip the bed underneath you to stabilize yourself before you looked up to see how Law was looking at you. The insatiable devil in front of you looking directly at all the faces you made as you continued to moan his name. The realization of what he was doing, angling every now and then and licking his lips as you twisted about, he loved watching you. You quickly grab the brim of his hat, pulling it over your face to avoid his gaze.

This brought about 2 different things in this intense moment. One was the immense and heavenly smell of Law’s hair, the shampoo he used that drove you crazy while you played with his hair, and the second being Law leaning forward, your legs still hooked over his shoulders as he continued to ruin you. Crying out as he stole your lips, shoving his tongue into your mouth while adjusting his hat to be properly on your head. “Don’t hide from me,” He growled out in desire before recapturing your lips.

You move your hands to wrap around his neck, deepening the kiss while one hand rakes its way through his hair and the other digging your nails into his back. You could feel your orgasm approaching quickly and you tugged at his hair to release your lips, “Law please. I want you to cum~”  

He leans down to leave marks on your neck as you scream out his name, “Are you ready?” He asks one last time into your ears and you can barely reply to him as pleasure is overfilling you. Law quickly following suit, slowing down only after you felt him fill you. The both of you stay there for a second, catching your breaths.

Law’s the first one to move, slowly pulling out and gently putting your legs down, knowing how they were numb at this point. You groan at soreness from being empty but can feel his seed slipping out of you. “This is dangerous,” Law smiles at you from his standing position as you stare at him, still on cloud nine.

“What is?” You mutter out, looking at him from half-lidded eyes.

He leans down close to you, giving a gentle kiss before peppering them down your neck to your collarbone, “You only wearing my hat. It’s absolutely hypnotic.” He breathes into your neck with lust still in his voice.

Heyyy i saw your post about sending requests for mattheo, so here is my: mattheo x reader where they are best friends but like each other, mattheo goes out with girls that looks like her bc he is obsessed with reader, he also has a protective instinct with her, always keeping her by his side, kissing her cheek etc… and one day they are alone and they kiss each other, if you want to turn this a fluff or a smut!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 thank you!! ❤️

seven minutes in heaven — obsessed! mattheo riddle x gn! best friend! reader

tws: heated making out?

requests? 🥺🤲

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“Y/N,” Pansy said through a mouthful of toast. “H’ve you seen Matty’s latest fucktoy?”

You glance up at her. “I haven’t. Also, stop insinuating that my best friend is a manwhore.”

“Babe,” Pansy says dryly. “He’s the living definition of manipulate mansplain manwhore.”

“Anyway, what Panz is trying to say,” Blaise leans in to the conversation. “Is that his newbie is that Hufflepuff a year below us. The one who everyone always thinks is like, your twin?”

You shrug. “It’s a big school. Lotta people look like me.”

“Yeah, everyone Mattheo’s ever dated,” Pansy mumbles.

“What are you on about?”

“I’m just saying, he has a type. Isn’t it a bit weird that his type is literally his sworn-platonic best friend?”

You roll your eyes. “You’re so dramatic. Matty’s exes and I have nothing in common!”

“Except for being in love with Mattheo Riddle,” Blaise mutters.

“Alex was like, a full-blown jock. And Riley was just a straight-up motherfucker.”

“Not sensing any hostility or jealousy at all here.”

You roll your eyes. “We are just friends. We have been since first year.”

~~~ Mattheo threw his arm over your shoulder, pulling you into his side and kissing your forehead.

“What was that for?” You laugh, your eyebrows furrowed.

He shrugged. “Didn’t like the way that boy was staring at you.”

“What boy?” You asked, perking up and looking around.

His lips thinned and his hand tightened minutely on your shoulder. “Don’t worry about it.”

His voice was gruff and he pulled you a bit tighter to himself.

~~~

“What? No way!”

“Yeah, no, c’mon!” Mattheo protested.

“Too late!” Pansy grinned ecstatically. “Go on!”

You and Mattheo are bodily shoved into the closet, and the door shuts with a resounding thwunk. You can hear the others’ laughs drifting through from the other side.

You realize how close you two are, crammed in the tight space, your chests touching. Your cheeks flush in the dark closet and you clear your throat.

“Uh, so-”

“Shut up,” Mattheo mutters. “Please, for the love of Merlin. Stop talking.”

“Wh-”

He cuts you off with a searing kiss, his hands grabbing onto your hips and pulling you even closer.

You gasp, your hands laying flat on his chest like you’re about to shove him away; instead you kiss back with equal fervor, leaning in closer and letting your hands slide up to drape over his shoulders.

Mattheo pushes you back against the wall, his fingertips creeping under the hem of your shirt. He kisses you like he’s been waiting to forever.

Your shoulders hit the wall, and your hands go up to tangle in his hair. He pulls away from you to gasp for air, groaning under his breath and leaning down to start kissing along your jaw and neck.

You close your eyes, your head falling back against the wall. “Mattheo-” You sigh contentedly.

You’re interrupted by a very loud, insistent knocking. “Seven minutes! Put your clothes back on!” Your friends break into hysterical laughter.

You two break apart, startled. Mattheo steps back, and you hurriedly wipe your mouth on your sleeve. You both hastily smooth out your shirts, avoiding eye contact as you fix your hair.

The door suddenly swings open, Pansy and Blaise standing in the doorway with their arms crossed and shit-eating grins on their faces.

“Theodore so owes me thirty galleons.”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ I know a sweet way to waste time baby

Disclaimer: nsfw(18+), fem aligned dni, shower sex, no use of explicit words, handjob( ghost receiving) degrading(ig), idk what else tbh

You had just finished an intense workout, your body drenched in sweat, feeling the stickiness clinging to your skin. Eager to wash away the grime , you entered the shower area, a sense of relief washing over you as you turned on the water. The warm cascade enveloped your body, washing away the fatigue and tension, and you closed your eyes, momentarily surrendering to the blissful sensation.

As the water flowed over you, you reached up to run your hands through your hair, feeling the liquid stream down your scalp and over your body. Droplets cascaded down your body. you relished in the soothing touch of the water. Slowly, you began to lather up, the scent of your body wash mingling with the steam in the air.

After thoroughly cleansing yourself, you stepped out of the shower, feeling refreshed. Grabbing a towel, you wrapped it snugly around your waist, water droplets still glistening on your skin. You moved towards your locker, retrieving your clothes and slipping into them, each piece hugging your body in all the right ways. With a quick flick of the towel, you began to dry off your hair, the strands gradually losing their moisture.

You walk towards the door, you pull the door handle, but it wouldn’t budge, you realized that the door was locked shut. A frustrated curse escaped your lips. You remember that gaz had told you about the broken lock, he told you that the door had to remain open at all times.

A frustrated sigh leaving you lips as you pull the door knob again, the sound of footsteps echoed behind you. You turned around, your eyes meeting Ghost's figure, his body adorned with a delicate sheen of water, his wet hair adding an air of allure. Your gaze involuntarily lingered on him, captivated by his glistening form, and a surge of desire and longing swept through you. Lately, you had found yourself entangled in similar fantasies, particularly with him. Seeing Ghost like this only intensified those feelings, making it harder to resist the allure of your desires.

"Trying to force the door won't work; we'll need to call someone to open it from the outside," Ghost suggested, his voice low and his gaze fixed on his locker as he rummaged for his clothes. But you found it difficult to tear your eyes away from him, drawn to the way the water droplets clung to his sculpted body, enhancing his irresistible appeal. "I would, but my phone isn't with me at the moment," he added, his words accompanied by a glance in your direction.

His look snapped you out of your daze, and you quickly retrieved your phone from your pocket. However, “fuck” you mumbled under your breath, your phone was dead, you forgot to charge it earlier. Now you were trapped in this situation with Ghost, those desires and fantasies swirling in your mind unable to leave.

Suddenly, an audacious idea sparked within you. You weren't sure if Simon would approve, but in that moment, you didn't care, it was only you and ghost here anyways, besides asking wont hurt a soul. you though You found yourself walking towards Ghost, a mischievous smirk spreading across your lips. He raised eyebrow in confusing.

"You know," you began, your voice dripping with playful seduction, "there's a way we could make the most of this time we're stuck here." As the words left your mouth, you could see the spark of curiosity and anticipation ignite in Ghost's eyes, a silent invitation to explore the tantalizing possibilities that hung in the air.

Who knew he’d accept it.

As the water falls over your bodies, you grip Ghost's hips firmly, fingers digging into his flesh. The steam fills the shower room. With each thrust, you hit his sweet spot, eliciting gasps and moans from him . The sound of your bodies colliding echoes within the confined space, intensifying the pleasure you share.

Your thrusts becoming more forceful and demanding. He's lost in the sensation, his moans filling the steam-filled room. Unable to keep quiet like a damn slut. You lean in close, your voice a low whisper in his ear.

"Such a delicious way to pass the time, isn't it?" You tease, a hint of dominance lacing my words. Ghost, consumed by pleasure, is unable to respond, his body succumbing to the overwhelming sensations. You relish in the feeling of being deep inside him, stretching him open with each powerful thrust. His eyes roll back in ecstasy, his moans growing louder.

"Come on, answer me, baby," you whisper, voice dripping with desire. You let out a growl in his ear as he clenches around you, driving you even deeper into him. The pleasure intensifies.

“Yes sirs” and pleas leave his pretty lips. His hands claw at the wall, searching for something to hold onto, his body desperate for any form of support amidst the overwhelming pleasure. You take a moment to admire his hard, leaking member, throbbing and yearning for release, knowing that only you can grant him that sweet release.

"Yer doing so well for me," you whisper, voice heavy with desire, breathing becoming more ragged. Your hand finds his aching manhood, and you start to stroke it slowly, feeling it throb beneath your touch. You revel in the way he moans, his body writhing in pleasure, completely at your mercy.

"Look at you, moaning like a slut," you breathe out, thrusts matching the rhythm of your hand. Ghost's whimper fills the air as he desperately bucks his hips into your hand, craving that sweet release. A chuckle escapes you as you tease him.

"So fucking desperate," you taunt, tightening my grip around his member, my fingers slick with the mixture of his arousal and the water. The pleasure between you intensifies, and you love the way Ghost succumbs to his desires, completely under your control.

Your thrust become sloppy. The intensity of the moment is palpable as you continue to stroke Ghost's length, hand moving faster, matching the rhythm of your bodies. Ghost's moans grow louder, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his body arching against yours.

Finally, with a few more strokes and thrusts, you reach the peak of pleasure together. bodies tense, and a powerful wave of release washes over you. You feel your hot seed pulsate within you, painting Ghost's bruised insides with white. The sensation is overwhelming, and you both let out guttural cries of pleasure, lost in the depths of your climax.

You collapse against each other, panting heavily, bodies still entwined. The steam from the shower surrounds both of you , creating an intimate and hazy atmosphere. As you catch your breath, a satisfied grin spreads across your face, knowing that you’ve brought Ghost to the heights of pleasure.

“How about another round baby?”

The art of ghost is from @/ShkretArt on tumblr

Deff check their art out it’s amazing

Gotta thank @gildedkrone for the prompt since he challenged me to write smut without any explicit words since I was bored😭. It was fun tho ngl.

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soft dom john price headcanons!

૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა fluffy nsfw headcanons.

gender neutral reader, soft dom price, praise kink, price being a bit of a service dom, nsfw, price refers to reader by petnames (sweetheart, love, bunny..), price being a sweetheart, referring to price as last name instead of first, ambiguous penetration and genitals of reader, aftercare mentioned, lowercase intended, price ‘accidentally’ over stimming reader.

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ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ price is always firm on getting you comfortable before going any further out of foreplay, adjusting a pillow beneath your frame as he kisses you, making sure the position he assumed is as comfortable to you as it is for him!

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ price is a lover of every part of you, i mean every part. he makes sure no part goes unexplored with his hands, lips pressing wet kisses to any bare skin his eyes take in and appreciate, the way you shudder, moan, squirm, and whimper being burned into the recesses of his mind. he’s just in complete awe of you, muttering quietly about how you’re the prettiest thing he’s ever seen.

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ he always wants to make you know just how good you’re being for him, praises never ceasing to be spoken out even when he’s sinking himself deep inside of you, the words becoming a bit slurred and low in his throat as he tries to keep himself from rutting into you so you can adjust to him…♡

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ price’s thrusts are deep, slow, but nonetheless fulfilling, his strong arms caging you in at your sides as his hips move with smooth and experienced movements, intentions always set on getting you to cum first. once he manages to angle his hips just right to the point where he’s hitting that one gummy spot that has you seeing stars, he doesn’t let up on it, abusing until your clenching up around him and making a mess around the base of him.

“i know, i know bunny, feels too good, don’t it? go ahead and cum f’me, i know y’close.”

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ when in the missionary position price has a habit of moving any strays and stands of hair from your face with a swift hand, not wanting to miss a single second of seeing the ways your eyes roll back when he’s bottoming out in you, the way your brows pinch together so adorably as you get close to cumming—it just makes it all the better and intimate to him.

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ price wants to make sure you get everything you want— no need out of him, going as far as to purposely rip another orgasm from you for ‘safe keeping’. he doesn’t want his poor sweetheart to be unsatisfied, he says. though, he is just obsessed with the way you feel around him, soft and gummy walls feeling like velvet to him.

“shh, shh, y’can gimme one more, love. jus’ let it all go, need t’feel you cum around me again.”

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ as much as price loves to be inside of you, he doesn’t have that luxury all the time, always horribly busy with work. though, if you ask nicely and have your voice in that whiny tone that has him absolutely groaning at how easy it is to have him wrapped around your finger, he won’t hesitate to take you into his lap and take care of the ache growing between your thighs. just don’t be surprised if he does it while doing paperwork!

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ as a little sadistic as it sounds, price absolutely loves when you need him to finish the job. he loves feeling like he’s that only one that can satisfy that ache you have, ridding himself of his pants or prepping a finger or two so he can give you an orgasm that has your hands fisting into his shirt and lips parting to let out the most needy whines. it makes him absolutely swoon!

“poor sweet thing needed me t’help them cum, yeah? this is what y’were begging for sweetheart?”

ᕱᕱ ꒱.ᐟ after you and price have tired yourselves out and are more than satisfied, he’s jumping straight into aftercare, not wanting to risk you not getting the care he knows you need after something so tiring like that. he’s leaving the bath to run for the two of you while he gets water from the kitchen, softly speaking sweet words to you all the while he takes care of you.