Ao3 by the same name

Formerly JJBA writing. Leaving all those up, but I'm multifandom now. I'll reblog from my Ao3, but my current interests are Hunter x Hunter, Psycho-Pass, and One Piece. If you found me from my Ao3, you can message me here. 18+ blog.

[quinloki]

Sir Crocodile - Passion/Pleasure

Reader style - Afab she/her Time slot - After hours Client Name - @bronsterbash CW: None - mostly fluff =3

You knew dating Sir Crocodile was going to mean being in second place, effectively. The Club was always going to be the primary concern for him, and it was understandable. He’d help build the place up, and there were a lot of livelihoods and other factors of importance tied into it.

You may not get to see him as much as you’d like, but as long as you were reasonable you were never turned away. Sir Crocodile was an effective communicator, and if you did come around too much he’d let you know. It wasn’t ever cruel or personal, but if he didn’t finish work he couldn’t focus on you as you deserved.

You close the door behind you as you enter his office. You’re careful to do it quietly, so as to not disturb him while he works. He doesn’t say anything as you approach the desk, and a pleased smile crosses your face.

If he were going to be busy for a long while, he’d instruct you to have a seat.

You stand on the opposite side of his desk for a minute, eyes glancing over the paperwork. You’d helped with it before, so most of it made sense to you, even at a glance.

Letting your fingers trail against the wood of the desk you started to slowly step around it. Papers were already being organized and put into order before you even reached the side of his desk. It was almost mesmerizing to watch the tactile glass prosthetic move as smoothly as the real thing.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he’d been born with a glass hand.

As you came around to the same side of the desk as him, the papers were set aside and large hands grabbed you. You laugh despite it, delighted as he sets you easily in his lap, glass hand steady against your back and his warm, ring-dappled hand, firm against your thigh.

His lips were against yours even before you’d gotten your delighted laughter under control. The heat from his need rushed through you and practically turned you into putty in his grip. Your hands were cupping his face as soft moans curled around your tongue, only to be devoured as he pulled you into a deeper embrace.

“I could’ve waited,” you murmur, kissing him softly as he breaks the kiss enough to simply look at you.

“I could not.” He answers, kissing your forehead before capturing your lips again. His hands shift, moving you as the fabric of your dress tickles your skin. “I’ve been too busy.”

The words are as close to an apology as you’ve ever known him to get, but the heat flickering at the edges of them is enough for you. You’re grateful you remembered to lock the doors when you came in, as hot breath crashes against your neck, his kisses trailing against sensitive skin and down to your chest.

“I-I’m sure we can get Daz to dr-drive us hoooo-home!” You gasp the words as his fingers flex against the material, iron grasp ready to rend the dress off you.

“Then, my sweet desert flower, you tell me.” He says, leaning you back a little so you can look into his eyes. “If you’re more comfortable crying my name in this office, or in the car?” A delightful pleasure runs through you, sharp amber golden eyes greedily devouring every shivering hitch in your breath. His finger runs down the middle of your chest, nail snagging the fabric lightly.

“Because home, is entirely too far away to be an option right now.”

One Piece Host Club AU drabble event runs through December 2023

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I'm a glutton for heartbreak and may be self projecting. Please ignore this if you're not feeling it. But what if the guys' S/O (of years!) walked in on them cheating, what would they do to fix it, would they even try, or would they just break up? I'd be happy with HCs.

For Risotto, it depends on how invested he is in the relationship. If he was cheating as a one-time thing, he'll try to reconcile. If he's done with the relationship, he would probably try to find another way to break up than to let his s/o walk in on him cheating. I don't see Risotto being accidentally caught, is the thing.

Prosciutto may cheat throughout his relationship, depending, but he would only let himself be caught if he was looking to break up. Unlike Risotto, he sees this as a perfectly reasonable way out of a relationship he's done with.

Illuso knows where his s/o is most of the time.  There is zero chance he didn't know they would walk in on him. Odds are good he was angling for an impromptu threesome, and gravely misread the room. He will try for reconciliation.

Melone is going to try really hard to pass it off as something relating to his stand. He says he's really sorry and it will never happen again. It will almost certainly happen again.

Ghiaccio has the audacity to yell at his s/o for walking in on him. He knows he messed up, and will try to reconcile later if given half a chance.

Formaggio may or may not try to reconcile. If he's cheating, the relationship didn't mean much to him, in spite of the time put in. He'll shrug and move on if his s/o wants to break up.

S/o will probably want to actually listen to whatever explanation Pesci has, because he's not the cheating type. Maybe he did trip and fall dick-first into another person? I dunno, hear him out?

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I made an AO3!

Hi to my new followers, and everyone who's been here since the beginning!

You've probably noticed I'm pretty inactive these days. A lot of that is because I can't search through my posts because NSFWsnap, and it frustrates me. Also, I've been a little uninspired lately. I've got like 10 requests in the box, and they've been there for forever. And while I'm kind of? working on them, I'm not super feeling any of them at the moment, so it's slow going.

But in this dry spell, I decided to make an AO3 so I could at least get some of my existing longer pieces up there. I've got 20 up, all tagged and easy to flip through, unlike this post-snap blog.

Go have a look if you feel like it:

It's here!

Regardless, thanks for your unending patience, feel free to send in requests, and thanks for following!

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May I request the boys reacting to their new small teammate flipping them onto their back because they startled them?

{Thanks for waiting. I don't have the best excuses, but I will get around to answering everyone. Eventually. I'm just slooooow. And sporadic. But hopefully, y'all know that by now. 💚}

Risotto, while surprised, is internally kicking himself for starting them. As their Capo, he would know more than the others not to underestimate the new member.

Prosciutto blinks at the ceiling before trying to get up. He didn't expect that reaction. The rest of the team isn't quite that jumpy, and he didn't think the new member would have the strength, let alone the reflexes, to flip him.

Illuso startled them on purpose. He had seen them weight training, and practicing their grapples and throws on a heavy bag, and was curious of what they could do.

Ghiaccio yells at them from the ground. He was trying to be nice and tap them on the shoulder to let them know he needed to ask them something. It's not his fault they weren't paying attention. They grumble something about needing to put a bell on him.

Melone lays there, eyes half-glazed, and licks his lips. "Di molto!" The new member will likely pay more attention to their surroundings.

Formaggio laughs, "Whoa, you're stronger than you look!"

Pesci is embarrassed both that he got thrown, and that he might have made the new member think less of him. He was just trying to get their attention.

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Could I request la squadra with a member s/O who's shy but at their first time having sex she confesse that she have a thing for femdom?

Risotto is more than happy to let her top him casually in that moment, but for any more serious scenes, they need to discuss things and set some boundaries. Risotto is thrilled to let off some of his capo stress by subbing for his s/o.

Prosciutto is a little more hesitant. He isn't as big of a switch as Risotto, but if it's what his s/o wants, he'll give it a shot. He finds that he enjoys some impact play, pet play, and being pegged. He's not as big on humiliation or just following his s/o's orders unless he's getting something out of it.

Pesci, on the other hand, is very enthusiastically happy. He is very self-conscious with sex, and will gladly give his s/o the reins.

Melone is also thrilled. He's a great sub, but sometimes he very deliberately acts out so he can get a harsher punishment. His s/o figures this out pretty quick, and makes his punishment either none at all (when she thinks he's doing it on purpose), or chores (when she isn't quite sure).

Ghiaccio has a hard time reconciling how he sees himself with deliberately subbing for his s/o. His s/o wonders why he keeps dragging her into fights when she tries to turn things in a sexy direction, and then she realizes that this is how he's easing himself into it. Eventually, she takes the opening he's giving, and initiates some rough sex with him, where he is more passive than usual, but still his grumpy self. After a few times, though, it's much more natural for both, and in between their unconventional sessions, they have established some guidelines and dialogue.

Illuso and Formaggio are both very laid back about sex in general, and are ok with helping fulfill all of their s/o's femdom needs. Illuso is a brattier sub, but not nearly as bad as Melone. Formaggio just sometimes forgets instructions, but it's not intentional.

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Can I please request La Squadra boys with calm and kind s/o who helps boys with their business (hacking, healing, hiding etc) but one day they got in the heat of the event, their boy is injured (not deadly wound, but still) and suddenly they go berserk, awake stand (which they didn't have before) so deadly and so powerful that boys are left speechless and shocked. Enemies are killed, then s/o calms down and asks what happend. Boys reactions and actions?

It's confirmation for Risotto that the s/o is the right one for him. He breathes a little easier knowing he doesn't have to worry about them as much while he's away on missions. He tells them what happened, and reassures them that this is a good thing for the team, though he'll have to train with them so they don't black out next time they have to fight.

Prosciutto tells s/o that he knew they had it in them all along. He is happy they have such a strong fighting spirit. It fits well with his personal philosophy about will and murder and such. Honestly, though, he had no idea. He's a little shook.

Ghiaccio accuses them of holding out on him. It takes him a minute to realize that s/o blacked out, and has no idea they had a stand developing. After he does and he calms down, he'll reassure his s/o, and help them learn how to consciously use their stand.

Melone is fascinated by his s/o's sudden stand awakening. He's flattered that it was in response to his being in danger. Because his stand requires some time and planning for an effective attack, he badgers Risotto to assign him on more away missions with his s/o, because their stands complement each other. Really, he sees it as free vacations.

Illuso had suspected his s/o had the capacity for a stand. He had noticed little tells over time, but he figured that as long as he never let them get near Polpo's lighter, they would never have to deal with the more brutal side of his life. He never thought his s/o had the stomach for violence. Illuso is almost never wrong about people, and he is rarely ever surprised. He isn't sure if he likes it or not, but he is definitely impressed by his s/o's extended skillset.

Formaggio is really impressed that his s/o is so strong. He keeps bringing it up, to the point they're a little uncomfortable with it. If they say something, he'll stop. But he's just so excited.

Formaggio: Hey babe, remember when you had that guy's guts all up-

S/O: No, I don't remember. *blushes and gets nauseous at the same time*

Pesci feels a little challenged. He is proud of his s/o, but this was a relationship where he got to be the protective one. Now, he's not as sure where he stands. He and his s/o will probably need to reassure each other.

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May I please request demon!Prosciutto x female!s/o scenario where s/o has troubles in life (family doesn't pay attention to her, friends don't call her over to hang out, education is tough for her even if she tries really hard, troubles with loving herself etc), but despite all of this she is a good, kind, strong, innocent and naive person. And that's what he loves about her. He wants to devour her soul but fights himself because he also wants to keep her around. Can be nsfw but its up to you

You toss your phone onto the bed with more violence than is absolutely necessary, letting out a groan as you follow it, face first, into the mess of pillows. Tears sting your eyes as you think about the careless words of your mom, and how all you want right now is a little encouragement.

You know things won't get better if you don't do anything to make them better. After making some angry noises into your pillow, you gather your resolve and sit up, cross-legged on your bed, and press your palms to your eyes.

Reaching to your nightstand, you grab the biology textbook that proves to be another vexing force in your life. The next test is weighted horribly (in your opinion), and will really screw up your average in this class if you don't do well. You pick up a pencil, tapping it idly on the edge of the book as you let the diagrams and definitions work their way into your memory. You don't even notice the glowing circle on your floor, or the sound of whispered promises in a dozen forgotten tongues, hailing the arrival of your boyfriend.

In fact, you don't look up at all as Prosciutto appears in the circle and the glowing fades. Or as he brushes off the sharp lapels of his tailored suit, though no soot or brimstone mar the fabric. Or as he turns his sculpted features your way, dainty horns glinting in the string of fairy lights adorning and illuminating your somewhat dusty photo board.

He fixes his sharp gaze on you, brow furrowing at your apparent lack of attention. You grunt to let him know you noticed him, but otherwise remain focused on your studies.

Prosciutto glides to the bed, sitting behind you and looking over your left shoulder. You glance back at him, smiling slightly, then turn back around. Long, elegant fingers enter your field of vision, coming to rest on your pencil-tapping hand.

"Amore, what is troubling you?" His velvet tones caress your ear in the most sensuous way, like they always do. He runs his other hand around your body to caress your cheek, just under your eye.

"You know you don't need to spill bodily fluids to summon me. But it certainly calls me when you do. Now what is wrong, tesoro?"

He gently places a kiss on your neck, and you let it all out. Turning to cry against the starched collar of his shirt, you tell him everything that's bothering you. Your mom, school, the relationships that glimmer mockingly on your photo board, but haven't bothered to check in with you in ages...the only steady constant in your life is Prosciutto, and you realize exactly how weird that is, with him being an infernal presence and all, but. But he's there. And he listens. And in his own way, he very obviously cares.

After your narrative becomes a tiredly sobbing mumble, he strokes your hair, soothing you, murmuring your name over and over.

Eventually, you lean back, meeting his gaze. He looks at you, thoughtfully, with a glint of something else peeking out from his concerned demeanor.

"You know, I can fix it all for you. You just have to say the word. Tesoro, if you let me, I'll keep anyone from hurting you again. Everyone will see you as I do. Everyone will need you as I do. Just say the word and it will be done before the last syllable leaves your lips." He looks at your lips, licking his own.

For a second, you consider it. You know what giving him that power over your life would entail. And for a second, it seems worth it.

But you wipe your eyes, smile shakily at your boyfriend, and give him a quick hug.

"I think I'd rather do it for myself."

Prosciutto smiles into your hair. He loves you all the more for it.

[raspberriesonharrystummy]

Reblog if its ok to message you during this holiday season incase Im feeling lonely or out of place during family events because no one should be alone on Christmas

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@weebymorenita Thanks for tagging me on how to fix it. Unfortunately, I'm on mobile, so I don't know if I can take advantage of the code workaround. But I'll have a look and see.

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We survived tumblr Y2K even if some of us did get censored

Truth. I'm here, just appealing my shame label with the tumblgods. 😓

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✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?

I'm a lot like Vince Noir from The Mighty Boosh. Just goth and glam and silly.

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I love you! Come back!

I will! Soon. I was waiting for some of the NSFW shenanigans to get sorted out. Then I got distracted by life stuff. Hopefully I'll have some writing time soon. 💚

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La squadra's reaction to getting a surprise ass smack by their s/o in front of the gang?

Risotto takes it in stride. He may raise an eyebrow at them, but doesn't say anything. He will be paying them back in kind, later and in private.

Prosciutto responds similarly to Risotto, by not being outwardly affected. Internally, he's plotting how best to punish his s/o for this infraction.

Ghiaccio will openly gripe. There will be a yelp, followed by a series of angry questions. What the fuck? Why would you do that? He is openly angry. But his s/o would know that this would piss him right off, so it's probably part of a game for them.

Melone would say something flirty, and take it as an invitation to make his s/o and everyone else in the room very uncomfortable. He would have the most fun with it.

Illuso wouldn't care too much either way. He's pretty laid back, and confident both with his s/o and his position on the team. But that's only if it was in good fun. If his s/o was trying to get a rise out of him, he'll murmur in their ear a few of their juicier secrets, reminding them that he would win any humiliation game they might be trying to play.

Formaggio would giggle, and squeeze his s/o's ass in response. He thinks it's funny. And he'll probably do it in front of everyone a lot more, now that that boundary has been breached.

Pesci blushes so hard. Stammers. He may need to leave the room for a minute. He worries the most about how the rest of the guys view him, so he will probably internalize it the most.

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Hcs for Prosciutto catching Pesci eating out his s/o?

Initially, he's all, "Dammit, not again."

He's told Pesci a million times to take it to his room, and actually lock the door.

The failure of one of those two things is why Prosciutto is now in an awkward position.

He leaves the area as quickly as he can without being noticed.

He's a little proud of Pesci, though. The sounds he heard indicated the s/o was having a very good time.

He'll share technique tips with Pesci later, but only if Pesci brings it up.

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Could you do a scenario in which Pesci's crush is in hot and horny, so he makes sweet/caring love to them?

You pace around the hotel room, trying to control your breathing. Your partner has been out of contact for longer than you thought the mission should take. You're worried. Probably unnecessarily, but worried nonetheless. Sit down. Right. You pick up the phone, put it down, drum your fingers on the nightstand for a minute, then stand again to resume your pacing.

It wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't Pesci you were paired with on this mission. You like being paired with Pesci. Maybe too much. Really, if you're being honest, you just like Pesci. The gentle giant has a way of looking at the world that makes you happy to live in it, and of all the guys in La Squadra, he's the one that never fails to put you at ease. He's so strong and sweet, and really sexy when he focuses on something. So whenever you two get paired off for an assignment, you're all too eager to go with him, even if most of the time you end up as support. Generally, Beach Boy is enough to root out and take care of the target, and you stay in whatever room is serving as your base du jour, in case Pesci calls for backup or you need to contact Risotto for further details.

Most nights, it's no big deal. Tonight, though, you're restless. It shouldn't be taking this long. And Pesci's extended absence has given you plenty of time to think about how much he might mean to you. Mostly in the context of worrying about him not coming back (and the level of concern you're feeling took you completely by surprise), but you can't help but think about how strong his arms will feel around you as he hugs you good night before retiring to the sofa on the other side of the room. Or about how much you'd rather he stay in the bed with you...

Your thoughts are interrupted by the door to your room opening. Pesci leans against the doorframe, huffing slightly. You usher him in, shutting and locking the door behind him. He grins, but it falters when he sees the look of worry on your face.

"I-I'm so sorry. I know that took a little longer than I said it should. You're not mad, are you?"

You fling your arms around his thick neck, leaning into him. After a stiff moment of surprise, he carefully wraps his muscular arms around you, pulling you against him. You're not concerned any more, and you're definitely not angry with him. But you're certainly feeling something.

You tilt your face up, and before either of you can really think about it, you're kissing. His tongue presses against your lips, and you open your mouth to deepen the kiss. After a moment, he breaks away.

"I'm sorry- I've wanted to do that for a while, and I-" you cut him off with another quick kiss.

"I have too," you look meaningfully at the bed, running your hands down his back and over his arms, coming to rest your hands in his, "and there's more I would like to do with you. Now, if you're up for it."

Pesci smiles hesitantly, but before you have a chance to change your mind about being so forward, he scoops you up and deposits you on the bed. Framing your body with his, he takes his time thoroughly exploring your mouth, before moving down. He undresses you tenderly, worshipping every inch of skin he reveals.

He moves aside long enough to undress himself, but is back almost immediately. You can feel his erection pressing against your thigh, and as the rest of the night unfolds, you are very happy to have won the interest of a sweet, attentive man.

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I CAN'T WAIT!!! I hope they figure it out soon. ❤

Same. I'm still waiting to hear back from them, but to be fair, it was a holiday weekend. Hopefully it'll get sorted out in the next few days. 💚