[moscnios]

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zuko / zee 🤍 22. blk whimsigoth. transmasc. he/xe. portgas d. ace’s husband. submissive men enthusiast. vampire luvr. multifandom. mostly sfw. some nsfw. minors dni with nsfw.

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MOSCNIOS 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other. reblogs are appreciated !

[moscnios]

mama 22 is in front of you 💜 happy birthday to me, i am also in the process of getting back into writing and im working on a writing event that I am very excited to show you guys. hint: it has something to do with vampires <333 halloween is over but vampires are year—round in these parts

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[waleedalanqar]

SAVE OUR SOULS! HELP US FLEE THE HORRORS OF GAZA WAR

Hello Tumblr Community,

I am sending this appeal amidst the horrofic Gaza war, calling for help to save my family.

My name is Waleed Ayman Alanqar, 27, a father, husband and respected Electrical Engineer from Gaza Strip. I had a peacefull life along with my beloved wife, Areej, 23, and my precious 3-year old son, Ayman.

Sadly, our lives have been devastated since the beginning of the war. We have been forced to leave the comfort of our house to seek shelter in a safer place, but unfortunately, it turned out that there's no such a thing as a "safe place" in Gaza. Now, we are in a state of constant movement and displacement.

With all the dangers looming around and with the constant state of fear and uncertainity, I have become deeply worried about the safety of my family. For that reason, I have decided to turn to you, Tumblr community, for help. Please, help me raise the necessary funds to safely evacuate my family from war-torn Gaza.

Your donation, no matter how small, can spare our lives from utter devastation. If you cannot donate, please share our story and make the world hear our cry!

SAVE OUR SOULS

Donate to Save Waleed's Family: Gaza War Crisis, organized by Waleed Alanqar

Hi In the once tranquil city of Gaza, Waleed Al-Anqar, a devoted father, husband… Waleed Alanqar needs your support for Save Waleed's Famil

In this post, I'll explain in details how the war affected our lives and changed them forever.

HOME, SWEET HOME

11 months ago, we have left our memories in our sweet home to seek refuge in a safer place. Since then, we have not seen our house again! In addition, I have been informed that our memories have been crushed and our home has been damaged! For a small family like us, home means everything. It means warmth, comfort and safety. It is all gone!

Ayman Growing Up in War

My beloved son, Ayman, is now 3 years old, which means that he literally lived the third of his life in war! As a father, I am not only worried about the safety and survival of my precious child, but also about the psychological impacts on him. I want my child to grow up in safe and proper environment. It is his right!

My Professional Career

Before the war, I used to work as an electrical engineer at a big tech company. I was advancing fast in my career and dreaming of establishing my own company someday, however; my dreams are now vanished. I no longer work. My savings have been drained out. All I am thinking about now is how to secure my family and ensure their survival.

Hunger, the harshest of pains

In this war, I have realized that hunger can be the harshest of your pains and the worst of your enemies. I might be able to endure starvation, but I cannot see my kid going through such a pain! Sadly, we are suffering from the lack of food and other necessities and sky-rocketing prices. Believe me, being a father in such circumustances can be a very challenging task!

[waleedalanqar]

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #107 )

[moscnios]

Hello from Gaza,

My name is Waleed. I am a husband, father, and respected electrical engineer from the war-torn Gaza. I have never imagined that I will ask people for help, but the safety of my family hangs on the edge. 💔

Worried about the safety of my family, I have decided to create a GFM campaign to raise the necessary funds to safely evacuate Gaza and ensure my family's survival. 😔😔

Every passing day adds new dimensions to our endless agony and dimishes our chances to survival. Please, help me reach my goal. If you cannot donate, please share my story by reblogging the pinned post in my blog and make the world hear our cry. 🙏🙏

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #107 )

Waleed & Family,

Best regards.

https://gofund.me/e85369a1

thank you for reaching out to me !! i wish the best for you and your family !!

for those who see this, please help me share waleed’s story and his gofundme !! 🤍

Donate to Save Waleed's Family: Gaza War Crisis, organized by Waleed Alanqar

Hi In the once tranquil city of Gaza, Waleed Al-Anqar, a devoted father, husband… Waleed Alanqar needs your support for Save Waleed's Famil

[moscnios]

HAPPY BABY IVE MISSED U THIS IS ARES!!!!!

HELLO HELLO HELLO !! i missed you too, it’s always a good day when i come back to platform and see one of your posts <333333 i know i don’t say anything bcuz im awkward but i still love you from afar

[moscnios]

mangekyuou ➣ moscnios !!!

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[moscnios]

hi angel how are you!

omg ares hi !! it’s been a hot minute since i have seen you !! im doing well, life has stepped off of my neck just a little bit !!

thank you for asking, how are you ?? all good things i hope <333

[moscnios]

★ the new intern portgas d. ace, my beloved.

cw: nsfw. f!reader. afab!reader. ace is from the south idk. takes place in the states for some reason again idk. i was just writing lmaoo. reader wears a skirt. not proofread. hear me out. MINORS DNI.

── intern!ace who has recently started his internship at your company you have only been at for almost a year. mentoring him is somehow pushed onto you despite any of your colleagues being here longer than you and having much more experience in mentoring. you’ve never done this before. you try your absolute damnedest to get out of it but no one seems interested in relieving you of the responsibility. so best of luck to you

── intern!ace who is unlike anything you’ve seen before. why would a rowdy man start an internship at an office where he’d just be behind his desk or in meetings all day?

── intern!ace who never went anywhere without that distractingly bright orange hat.

── intern!ace who has a southern drawl about him, you aren’t surprised to learn he comes from somewhere down south. he has a special way of speaking that you, born and raised up north, struggled with understanding his creative idioms.

── intern!ace who you could always hear before you could see whether it was his loud mouth or the loud clicking of those ostrich skin square toe boots he was so proud of covered by his long trousers. they were louder than your heels.

── intern!ace who has a load of questions and is at your office door every five minutes. you’ve even started to recognize him by his knock. he always greeted you with a wooden toothpick between his plump lips.

── intern!ace who is a very respectful man who cares a lot about honorifics. that’s how he was raised. you are his mentor, his senior. he can’t just call you by your name. what kind of man would he be? you have become, miss.

── intern!ace who is very friendly, very touchy, but sweet as candy. you chalked it up to southern hospitality that you have yet to experience. when you’re explaining something, he stands extra close, he’s almost touching you. when you’re coming in, he jogs in front of you to hold open the door. when you fix the problem he has, he compliments you. he always looks so amazed when in just a few clicks everything is fixed. you’re like his superhero.

── intern!ace who has made it a habit to eat with you. or wait to take his lunch until you’re done. you’re like his only friend in the office and he likes eating with you.

── intern!ace who gets onto you about forgetting your lunch and eating fast food all the time. a woman like you deserves a homecooked meal he’s made it a habit to bring you an extra lunch. he does it so much, he’s even got you your own lunchbox that’s your favorite color.

── intern!ace who doesn’t leave the office until you leave. he could be done for hours but he still wants to walk you to your car to make sure you get there safely. plus what if you get lonely being the only one in the office?

── intern!ace who worries that you overwork yourself only to never be recognized. he’s only been here a month and a half and he’s already noticed it. he is always ready to remind you that you’re too good for this job and that they don’t deserve you or your time.

── intern!ace who looks a little different. dressed in a tight white button-down that looked like he was going to pop out of any second. were his arms always that big? was his chest always that broad? what did he look like without the shirt on? was he hiding more freckles under there?

── intern!ace who isn’t a fool. he may have been born at night but it damn sure wasn’t last night. he sees how you’re eyeballing him, undressing him with your eyes. he’s flattered. he’s always thought you were a beauty too, pretty as a peach, hotter than a fire in july.

── intern!ace who once again doesn’t leave with everyone else, he stays to keep you company. though this time he is bold enough to stay with you in your office until you’re ready to go. he’s distracting you with his presence alone. how are you supposed to finish when he’s sitting there with the top buttons of his shirt undone because it’s a little warm in here? he sprawled out on the chair, his legs open and his hat resting over his face because he wanted to 'rest his eyes'. you never noticed how built he was…how nice and lonely his lap looked. maybe it was kinda warm in here.

── intern!ace who hears you shuffle in your seat and hears you call out to him. he sits back up, taking his hat off of your face. you ask for his help, something you’ve never done before. he’s honored. he steps behind your desk to see the problem, to see exactly what you’re stuck on. it’s something simple, something you’ve helped him with before. why were you struggling now? maybe you wanted to test his knowledge, maybe you wanted to have him closer.

── intern!ace who stands behind your chair, reaching over the side of you to grab the mouse while his other strong hand rests on the back of your chair. you take on his warm, heavenly scent. it was intoxicating, you could hardly focus, and you hadn't heard a word he uttered.

── intern!ace who must come even closer, to actually finish your report so he can use the keyboard. he is particularly towering over you as he types so slowly. the tension in the room was so high. you cross your legs making your skirt ride up your thighs a little. with your eyes stuck on your monitor, you fail to watch him bite down on his lip.

── intern!ace who steps back to let you send your report to the boss before spinning your chair around to face him. there is one more work-related question he needs to ask you before you go home for the night.

── intern!ace who is a liar. it’s not work-related at all. he just wanted to be dramatic.

── “can i kiss you? i’ve been wanting to for a while now. it’s been killing me not to”

── intern!ace who barely lets the word yes fade into the air before he’s captured your lips on his in a passionate kiss. he kissed you like a desperate man, like a man who has waited god knows how long.

── intern!ace whose hands fiddle with your top, unbuttoning it just enough to reveal your bra and remove the tie you wore to work today.

── “i love me a businesswoman in a tie. you’re the boss here tonight, miss”

── intern!ace who wants you to take the reins, to take charge, to take what you want from him tonight. anything you wanted you could have.

── intern!ace who followed your every command with “yes ma’am” that sent shivers down your spine.

── intern!ace who finds his face place to be is in between your legs, with your tie tied tightly around his wrists behind his back. your fingers locked into his hair as you pushed him as far as he could go into your sopping wet cunt that has already drenched the lower half of his face.

── “like this, miss?”

── intern!ace with a praise kink. he loves hearing you tell him how good he’s treating you. looking up at you through hooded eyes as he waits for your praise. it sends chills down his spine and makes his cock twitch and leak in his pants.

── intern!ace who doesn’t know how you got even hotter with his hat on top of your head, your face contorted in pleasure, your shirt unbuttoned and your little skirt pulled up to your waist. it was a picture that was never going to leave his mind. from now on, you had to wear his hat more often.

── intern!ace who has an oral fixation. he’s attached his plump lips to your throbbing bundle of nerves yet again like a starved man with his eyes closed in delight. he moaned and hummed against you. he loved how your body trembled underneath his tongue as you came for him yet again. he lapped up all of your juices without fail like you were his favorite meal.

── intern!ace who whines when you pull him off your cunt.

── intern!ace who loves it when you take ownership over him. he’s your intern. he's your boy. he’s your baby, only yours and he’ll do whatever it takes to please you. he wants to hear you say it. he needs to hear you say it when he’s got you over your desk, balls deep into your pussy, fucking you like he’s in heat as you hold onto your tie that’s wrapped around his neck. say he’s your baby when he’s fucking this rough, this deep. say you own all of him, as his balls slap against your tight, creamy cunt.

── intern!ace who only cums after you because your pleasure is first. he only cums when you tell him to. he needs to kiss you when he does, emptying his load deep into your pussy, something he wasn’t supposed to do. he lets you pull on the tie one more time for good measure since he couldn’t behave.

── intern!ace whose oral fixation comes back to bite you in the ass when he’s already back on his knees to lap up all of his cum out of your sensitive cunt.

MANGEKYOU 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other !

[moscnios]

Hi:) I saw some of you works and I really enjoyed it ^^

So, I wanted to request for Shanks with a male!reader please.

The reader has been caught by the marine and his execution is announced. How Shanks would react and how far he would goes to save his boyfriend.

And when Shanks save him, the reader feel guilty for put his crew in a dangerous situation; he's really strong, but this time, he has not being strong enough to defeat the Marine so he apologizes a lot.

Feel free to ignore and have a good day/night :D

★ COME BACK HOME! shanks ★

── pairing. shanks x m!reader.

── cw(s). angst. no pronouns used. mentions of violence. injury. bruises. scars. executions. very brief allusion to a panic attack. not proofread. trans friendly !! reader wears a cowboy hat. you know gay ppl and their love for cowboy hats. it’s me im gay ppl.

── wc. 1.8k.

── notepad. i don’t think this is some of my best work but i wanted to give it a shot.

the moon shined bright blue on the deck of the red force, so full of life and energy. the music was blaring, your crewmates and drinking their livers away, dancing their hearts out just like any other time. it was as if nothing had ever happened.

you wondered how your crewmates felt just hours ago when your life was at stake because of your own mistake.

you look down at your wrists that only hours ago were shackled tightly. they still ached and burned. you could still feel the metal rubbing your skin raw. you could still feel the slight soreness of having your cuffed behind your back for days…weeks…while you were in the hands of the world government, locked away in the lowest level of impel down, eternal hell.

just hours ago, you thought you were done for. you thought this was it. in the hands of your greatest enemies. you thought you had failed, as your knees hit the wooden planks of the execution scaffold, looking out to the crowd of marines who seem to relish his loss. looks absolute pride spread across their faces as they faced you, a glorious pirate who had fallen from grace, a member of one of the most dangerous pirate crews in history, the red-haired pirates. yet here you stood, kneeled rather, in failure, without your crew by your side.

you were going to die a lonesome man, you thought. as you closed your eyes for the last time in defeat, you had heard a loud commotion. when you open your eyes, you are met with a familiar ship and a familiar group of figures who came to your rescue.

your crew.

and standing in the middle of them.

shanks.

now you were here, back home, back on board the red force as you were always meant to be. the very same home that you thought you would never be able to come back to after the marines caught you, after your execution date was announced.

this celebration was for you. sure the red-haired celebrated anything. they could find any reason to drink and party like rockstars, but this was for you, to celebrate having you back, to celebrate bringing you home, the home you should have never left.

you remembered the emotions she felt that day, reading the newspaper, seeing your home island on the front page, now subjected to a raid by marines. you couldn’t just stand by and do nothing! you had to help them!

shanks forbad it. it was too risky. it was a trap. you hadn’t been there in years, they would have the upper hand. they were going to draw you to them. they could kill you and none of them would be there to stop them.

that wasn’t what you wanted to hear. you wanted your boyfriend to support you, follow behind you, and go with you to defend your home nation!

but he was hesitant, he was serious. it was a side of him that you didn’t see often. shanks was not a man known to back down from a challenge, why was this one that he wanted to steer clear of?

he knew wasn’t going to be able to stop you from going. he knew you’d hate him forever if he even tried. he knew he'd be doing the same if he was you.

when you tried to sneak out later that night, you were met with him already waiting for you on the deck.

“be careful,” he said, kissing your head. he let his chin rest on your head, and his arm wrapped around you, holding you close, holding you as tight as he could.

“come back to me” was what he left you with. he couldn’t bring himself to watch you sail away into uncharted waters. if he looked back one more time, if he trusted his gut feeling, none of this would have happened.

the red force had gone quiet since you departed, not a smile to be seen. there was a tension in the air that grew larger, more suffocating each day you were gone.

you were supposed to be back by now, but you were nowhere to be found. worry was eating away at your captain and boyfriend, as he sluggishly shuffled around the dock. he could hardly pick his feet up. he hadn’t looked so well. it’s been a while since anyone had ever seen him like that.

this wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. you had left the red force plenty of times. once even for months before returning. but this….this felt different. this time he was sending you directly into harm’s way, something he promised never to do. you were tough as nails, he didn’t doubt your skills. you being strong was one of the reasons he was pinning after you for so damn long. but he wasn’t aware of what danger you were upset against here. he had no information. he could only go off of word of mouth. that is what scared him.

when the daily newspaper arrived with your face on the front page, the color drained from his face. the world had gone silent, a large ringing, and the sound of his own rapidly beating heart filled his ears. his scarred fingers gripped onto the stack of papers even tighter than before seeing that word in big, bold letters.

execution.

when did you get caught?

how did you get caught?

this…this was all his fault. he knew he should have put his foot down, as your captain first. he shouldn’t have let you sail away from him.

he cannot find the words to speak. he cannot find the will to move. he is devastated. it is up to his second in command to step up, beckman wastes no more time, “the hell are y’all doing?! we need to get to ( y/n )! fast!” he barked out, everyone rushed to their stations, turning this ship around and changing courses. the older first mate put a hand on his shoulder, finally drawing him out of his panicked state and back into the real world. “everything’s gonna be alright, cap. we will get him back.”

the same hope had spread across the red force and into the other ships of shanks’s subordinates. everyone was on their to your rescue and they would not rest until you were out of harm’s way, until you were back home.

and now you were, safe and sound in one piece. a few cuts, scrapes, and raw skin here and there from your imprisonment but you were okay. you were so lost in thought that you failed to even realize shanks joined you on the deck with a mug of beer in hand and flustered cheeks, showing that he’s already been drinking ‘a little’.

“whatcha standing all the way out here for by yourself for?” he tried to lighten the mood.

his words, though harmless, made your guilt bubble up and spill out of your sides. you let your head fall beneath your shoulders in shame, “i’m sorry, cap.”

he set his mug down, letting his hand travel down your arm, before interlocking your fingers, “hey, what are you sorry for, babe?” his eyes were full of love and worry. he’s never seen you look so defeated. it caused a deep ache in his chest.

“we all could have died today and it would have been my fault. i put you all in harm’s way. i lead each and every one of you right to your deaths. i’m so sorry,” you ripped the bandaid off to exactly what was eating you alive. “you were right, i…should have listened to you. i should have been stronger. s—“

“stop saying that. you didn’t lead us to our deaths because we’re all still here, aren’t we? alive and breathing?” he interrupted you, no longer able to listen to you do this self-deprecating nonsense. “you know now would have been the perfect time for a zombie joke. get it, alive and breathing? zombies aren’t.”

and somehow he always managed to make you laugh from just how awful his jokes were.

“there he is. there’s my smiling boy.” he brought your hand up to his lips, kissing up from your knuckles up to the base of your neck, “when…i saw you on the front page of the paper, there was still…feeling in my chest, this burning that just kept growing. i couldn’t breathe. i couldn’t move. i couldn’t hear. the thought of never seeing you again, losing you in such a way. it just felt like we couldn’t get there fast enough.” his voice had become soft. his face never left your neck, you didn’t even need to see his face to know. how the smile you had grown so used to always seeing him with had faded. his eyes told a story of mixed emotions.

he was relieved to have you back in his embrace, in arms reach, being able to hear your heartbeat if he laid his ear against your chest, to watch your chest rise and fall as you slept soundly, to feel your warm breath.

he was saddened that he could not get to you sooner, that these scars and bruises both old and new riddled your skin would be constant reminders of what almost happened. if he had the power to go back and prevent it all or even trade places with you, he would over and over again until time ceased to exist.

“i’m sorry, shanks.”

he picked his head up to meet your own sad eyes, dull of their usual color, “hey, you did nothing wrong.”

“i know, i know, sorr…damnit.”

“you never were a good listener, were you my love?” he teased.

you rolled your eyes, “well, look who’s talking.”

“oh come on, you love me,” he took your hat off, putting it on his head before squeezing your cheeks and peppering your face in light kisses, ignoring your playful whines of protest, as if you haven’t taken the chance to finally wrap your arms around his waist out of habit, “yeah yeah, whine all you want, pretty boy. i haven’t kissed you in weeks and i need to make up for it somehow.” he pressed his lips against yours in a kiss full of love. he’s waiting to since you got back.

“GET A ROOM!” you heard a few of your crewmates shout across the deck.

“MIND YOUR BUSINESS!” you both yelled back, flipping them off for good measure.

the redhead playfully scoffed, “can a man make out with his boyfriend in peace?”

“thank you, shanks.”

“for being the coolest, most handsome boyfriend you’ve ever had?”

“whatever you say, red,” you laughed, “i mean thank you for making me feel better. i really needed that. you’re always there to help me even when i know you could be having a good time partying with the others.”

he kissed the tip of your nose, “we help each other. that was our promise to each other, never forget that. i love you.”

“i love you too, shanks.”

he pushed your hat further onto his head, “besides, any time’s a good time when i get to wear your hat. you know it looks better on me.”

“you’d be right for once, red.”

MANGEKYOU 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other !

[moscnios]

★ housewife baby 5, my love.

cw: nsfw. m!reader. amab!reader. plus size!baby 5. i love my beautiful wife. gender stereotypes a little but they are equal. purely self-indulgent. not proofread. hear me out. MINORS DNI.

── housewife!baby 5 who is more than happy to hold down the fortress while you are working at your office job that pays well enough to take care of the both of you

── housewife!baby 5 who should be asleep when you have to get up for work in the morning, but she’s wide awake prancing around the kitchen in her kiss-the-chef apron. it's a good thing one of you is a morning person.

── housewife!baby 5 who loves to help you get ready for work. she loves helping you get dressed and will swat your hands away so she can button your shirt, fix your collar, put on your nice blazer, and put on the cute tie that she bought you that adds a pop of color to your otherwise dull outfit.

── housewife!baby 5 who already has a hot cup of joe ready just how you like it with your name written all over it. just a little something to wake you up. she joins you with a cup of her own, as you both talk about what you have planned for the day and what you should eat for dinner tonight.

── housewife!baby 5 who walks you to your car no matter the weather outside, and sticks out her cheek for you to kiss. she’s always flustered when you kiss her lips instead. she stands outside until your car is out of sight before going back in.

── housewife!baby 5 who notices you forgot your lunch that she prepared with love on the kitchen counter…again. she can’t have you missing out on any meals, not her lovely husband. you know, she’s starting to think you forget your lunch on purpose so she can come see you at work. you never look surprised when she shows up.

── housewife!baby 5 who hops in her own car and drives to your office in the city to give you your lunch. she used to just meet you at the front desk. now she has a personal visitor card that she can use when she visits your office.

── housewife!baby 5 who is beloved by your colleagues and even your boss, who she is on a first-name basis with somehow. you’re starting to think they like her more than they even like you, as she’s always bearing gifts and delicious food for everyone when she stops by to give you your lunch or even eat lunch with you.

── housewife!baby 5 who is always taken aback by just how many pictures of her you have hanging up in your office. she gets all shy seeing them, knowing that a lot of people must come in here and see them.

── housewife!baby 5 who comes with you to every work social or special event because you know how much she loves dressing up for these things. it’s a win for both of you. she gets to wear pretty dresses that hug her body in ways that make you swallow hard. and you get to spend more time with your wife while pretending to even listen to whatever the higher-ups in your company are talking about.

── housewife!baby 5 who wears a strapless mini dress that leaves little to be desired. the moment she slipped it on, you wanted it to come off already. if only they didn’t have to go to the event. it didn’t mean you weren’t going to have a little fun.

── housewife!baby 5 who becomes all nervous and shy when she feels your hand on her thigh, inching closer and closer to her core underneath the table as you engaged in conversation with your colleagues like normal. she tried her best to keep her composure, shifting her focus elsewhere in an attempt to ignore it.

── housewife!baby 5 who unintentionally whines as she feels your hand leave her thigh, leaving her all hot and bothered. but that look in your eyes as you took a swig of champagne, told her everything she needed to know. there would be more to come.

── housewife!baby 5 who doesn’t even get a chance to step into the house before your lips are on hers. she reaches to undo her dress but you tell her to keep it on. you need to fuck her in this little dress.

── housewife!baby 5 who pushes you down on your bed and climbs on top of you, where you love her at. she pulls her dress up to her waist and slides her soaked lace panties to the side before dragging her sopping pussy across the front of your black trousers, leaving a big mess all over you.

── housewife!baby 5 who finally pulls your hardened cock out of your pants, dragging it up and down her folds slowly until she believed she had teased you enough. she turned around, giving you the perfect view of her ass as she sank down onto your cock, taking all of you in one fell swoop.

── housewife!baby 5 who rides you like a rodeo, like her life depends on it. she feels accomplished when your strong hands reach up to grab her by her waist to slow her down. she loves looking down to see your bodies connect in such an intimate and lustful way. she had arched forward, backing her pretty ass up against you, bouncing on your cock like a depraved woman. if you weren’t holding back you would have definitely come.

── housewife!baby 5 who pouts when you once again hold her in place on your cock, as you try to catch your breath. you sit up, pressing your chest against her back, guiding her face to yours to pull her into another kiss.

── housewife!baby 5 who keeps asking you if you’re really sure you want her to sit on your face. she is aware she’s not exactly a size 0. she knows you’re a strong, capable man, you’re her husband of course you are. but she’s still worried about it. what if she accidentally hurts you?

── what’s a little suffocation when you’ve got a beautiful woman on top of you bringing heaven to you?

── housewife!baby 5 who feels her legs turn into jelly when you’re dominant and firm. you look her in the eye and ‘sit’, that’s all she needs to plop down on your face, placing legs on either side of your face, her hand finds its way into your hair as she shudders under your hot tongue.

── housewife!baby 5 who makes the prettiest noises when she’s close to cumming. it’s a melody you could never get enough of, a song you could listen to for a few lifespans. but she knows better than to cum without permission. she interlocks her fingers with yours, looking down at you as she begs for permission, permission to let go, permission to cum for you.

── housewife!baby 5 who let's go not even a second after you after you tell her. she's so obedient. she rides out her orgasm on your tongue before using the little feeling she had left in her legs to move down to straddle your chest, asking if you’re okay and if it was too much. but under her is a happily dazed man who could definitely go for more.

── housewife!baby 5 who knows she has to wear more skimpy outfits to get your attention more.

── housewife!baby 5 who shows up to your office unannounced in a coat you got her birthday with nothing underneath because she was “just in the area and wanted to say hi”. carefully planning on dropping something and reaching over to pick it up in front of you, revealing her bare ass. what? your wife plotting? she would never.

── housewife!baby 5 who has an oral fixation and loves hiding under your desk while you have a meeting online. a little bit of payback. she pulls your hardon out of your trousers, and takes the pad of her thumb, rubbing the pre-cum from your tip all over your shaft. as you start talking to your superiors, she licks a slow stride up your length, before taking you until her mouth. she bobs her head, as her hand plays with your balls. when you get ready to say something important, she takes you down to the hilt, her nose pressed against the base of your pelvis. you feel your breath hike up and nearly choke in front of your superiors.

── housewife!baby 5 who always looks you in the eyes when she’s sucking you off.

── housewife!baby 5 who takes her mouth off of your cock and asks how was the meeting she was sitting right there for. she jerks you now with her coat fully opened for you see her in her full glory. with her free hand, she puts an arm under her breasts to hold them up, letting you cum all over her chest.

── housewife!baby 5 who just wants to check if your desk is sturdy enough, as the good wife she is. of course, she wasn’t planning for you to toss aside the reports you were working on, push her onto the hardwood, and plunge deep into her cunt, slow and sweet, taking your time with it because you both enjoy the thrill of almost getting caught.

── housewife!baby 5 who leaves your office a little shaky and flushed, trying to fix her hair as she can’t even look your colleagues in the way with your cum running down her legs.

── housewife!baby 5 who takes everything you give her like the good girl she is nowhere you are or what you’re doing. whether it’s when you trap her between your body and the kitchen counter, grinding your hard-on against her perfect ass while kissing her neck. or when you’re in a public dressing room, balls deep into her pussy, making her watch just how much you crave her and her body, to show her how sexy she truly is in the mirror.

── housewife!baby 5 whose pussy flutters around your cock every time you call her a good girl, pretty girl, or her favorite ‘my wife’ as you rut into her like a fucking madman.

── housewife!baby 5 who misses you so much when you have to take a business trip. she’s always texting you. home doesn’t feel like home without you. plus if you’re away you won’t get to see the new lingerie she bought in person. but don’t fret, she surprises you with many pictures of her modeling them during meetings that she knows you’re in, a surprise nude is included among the pictures, that made you choke in front of your superiors.

── housewife!baby 5 who is surprised when you sneak away from your meeting to send one back. she can’t wait for you to get back home.

── housewife!baby 5 who has a breeding kink. she dreams of being fucked full of your thick, warm cum more times than she would like to admit out loud. she salivates at the thought. she doesn’t want to waste a single drop. she loses her mind when you finger your dripping cum back into her.

── housewife!baby 5 who lets you fuck her while you both lay on your side on the sofa, as she gets lost in the feeling of you inside of her. she’s so fucking cockdrunk, unable to even keep her eyes on you or her mouth shut, drool threatening to fall, babbling on and on about nothing. she’s so precious like this.

MANGEKYOU 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other !

[moscnios]

Straw Hats x Fem Gardener S/O platonic fluff HCs! The main reason I request this? FLOWER CROWNS! But also, S/O is good at growing crops and flowers, so she must have a greenhouse on deck to grow fruits, tangerines, vegetables, any medicinal herbs, flowers, anything! So helpful and sweet! And also, FLOWER CROWNS!

★ WITH A FEM GARDENER CREWMATE! headcanons ★

── featuring. the strawhats.

── cw. f!reader. no pronouns used. platonic. very brief mention of homesickness. not proofread.

── notepad. sigh i love you platonic and domestic hcs of the strawhats. you complete me <333

never in all of your years did you think you would find yourself gardening on the sea with a group who had come like family to you, a group you couldn't see yourself living without

building your new greenhouse on the deck was a group effort because it was supposed to be a surprise for you

you loved being at sea with the strawhats, you wouldn't trade it for the world. but it didn't stop you from missing home

a spring island somewhere out there, where the love and life are just as plentiful as the beautiful green that covers it

to bring a piece of your home back to you, the strawhats all chip to help make you a greenhouse where you continue your gardening while on the sea. something you never thought you could do

you somehow didn't find out about what they were planning, despite a few of your crewmates being blabbermouths.

after a girl's day in the island port town, you landed on a few days ago with nami and robin, you finally see it.

"surprise!" your crewmates, your family, jumps out all covered in wood chips and paint of all colors. some were covered in more paint than others. you swore your captain was wearing a yellow shirt that day, but with the amount of blue on it, it may as well have been blue.

you love your greenhouse! well, it wasn't just your greenhouse anymore. it was another place for you and your crewmates to spend time together.

it's the perfect place to have early lunches on sunny days and a late dinner on calm and cool nights under warm string lights.

your extensive knowledge of plants and your natural green thumb make you a versatile member of the crew.

on one end of your greenhouse, you were growing medical herbs for chopper's research and medicines. on another side, you made a special place for nami's tangerine trees you helped her take great care of.

on another corner were many vegetables for sanji's amazing dishes. and close by were the sweetest fruits in all of the grand line that would sometimes go missing the next morning

which is why you have decided to start locking up the greenhouse at night.

but who can forget, the flower crowns !!

a small gesture that would have a lasting impact on each of them, all with their own flower that you believed best represented them based on the flowers' meanings and your crew's personalities.

luffy puts his crown around his hat. when the flowers start to die and lose their color, he will become sad and ask you to make another one for him to replace it.

zoro was confused as to what exactly you wanted him to do with it until you motioned for him to put it on his head. it's uhhh...definitely not for him. but you're like a sister to him so if you flash puppy eyes, he'll wear it

sanji finds the crown you made for him adorable. he finds you even more charming for going out of your way to make it for him. he doesn't deserve such gifts from you but he is happy to wear them to make you happy. he preserves them so he can hold onto them forever.

robin definitely helps you make the flower crowns with all those extra pairs of hands that she has. like sanji, robin preserves the flower crowns that you give her. she will take a piece of them and put them in resin to make homemade jewelry from.

jinbei is your favorite to make flower crowns for. with all of his long beautiful hair, you are constantly putting big, colorful flowers in his hair because he sits there and just lets you do it. sometimes he'll even put flowers in your hair. flower pals !!

brook, like jinbei, enjoys it when you put flower crowns and stick flowers in his hair over cups of tea.

usopp pretends that he doesn't want one, but he secretly does. so after he politely declines and you (pretend to) take his word for it and walk away, he's so sad. pls no, give it to him !!

chopper loves making flower crowns with you. he could make them all day. he loves wearing several of them on his antlers, so he can spin, turn, and dance and they flow in the wind.

nami loves extravagant flower crowns. the bigger and more colorful, the better. she will throw little hints that she really wants one made of sunflowers and roses, such as saying how much she really REALLY wants one, and will sigh out loud when she's in front of the flowers. so when you actually surprise her with one, she's so happy she could squeeze the life out of you. you're her favorite for a reason

franky is so gentle with his flower crown. he's terrified that he may accidentally break or bruise the flowers that you worked so hard to put together. he will pull out the tiny yellow hand to put it on or take it off. he is going to make this thing last !!

MANGEKYOU 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other !

[moscnios]

Straw Hats x Fem reader platonic! This just popped into my head after watching ATLA! What if S/O, who’s mute, owned a pet messenger bird? No, scratch that, a pet messenger hawk? Sharp-looking, intelligent, and fast, he’s her pet companion that she takes care of sweetly and kindly. He can deliver messages to anyone around the world! I’m surprised that One Piece didn’t have a pet parrot, besides Karoo. HCs?

★ WITH A MUTE CREWMATE WHO HAS A PET MESSENGER HAWK! headcanons ★

── featuring. the strawhats.

── cw. gn!reader. no pronouns used. platonic. mentions of your hawk fighting zoro and sanji lol. not proofread.

── notepad. this has been sitting in my inbox SO LONG. IM SO SORRY. i really hope this reaches the og anon.

accidentally crossing paths with the new rag-tag group of hotshot pirates that were becoming a thorn in the side of the marines was unexpected. becoming a trusted member almost overnight was even more so

you are welcomed with open arms by your new family. well, you and your vigilant and protective hawk that was always perched on your shoulder, ready to snap at the hands of your new and still unfamiliar crewmates if they got to get too close to you

luffy, friendly and touchy as he can be, seems to be your hawk's main victim of the pecking. he never learns

outside of steering clear away from your violent friend with wings, the straw hats do everything in their power to ensure you are comfortable. never will you ever feel left out with them

they make sure to always include you in conversations, even if you don't want to contribute to them

they learn other ways to communicate with you, whether it is handing you a pen and a pad to write on, or starting to learn sign language. whatever makes you the most comfortable

your crewmates have an unintentional habit of checking for you the moment you are no longer in their line of sight

nami is the worst about it. she can't even count the number of times she almost had a heart attack thinking you were gone because she didn't see you for more than five seconds, before smothering you in big sister hugs and scolding you to never do it again

franky is the second worst about it. the one time the two of you went on a mission to find supplies in a village, he got distracted and kept walking, not noticing that you stopped a while ago. when he turned around and you were nowhere to be found, he was losing it. he called for you all over the village before falling to his knees in despair and crying a river before you returned having already found the supplies. he swore if he wasn't already crying he would have cried tears of joy when he saw you again

the straw hats find your pet hawk and the bond that the two of you share is very cool. to demonstrate their intelligence, you write a letter to your family back home and send your hawk on its way. when the bird returns a day later with another letter when its journey should have taken them weeks, the straw hats are in amazement

every now and then they ask your permission to send letters to their loved ones, even though you've told them several times that they don't need permission

it was just getting your hawk to like them is a whole other thing

your hawk absolutely loves chopper and robin. when they are not near you, they are perched on the top of chopper's hat, watching the reindeer do his tasks, while feeding them snacks in between.

while with robin, your hawk is comfortable enough to snuggle into her lap and fall asleep as they do with you while she reads on the deck of the sunny. you're starting to think they love her more than they love you

but you need more than two hands to count the number of times your hawk has left a few of your crewmates full of scratches due to being irritated by them, mostly zoro and sanji because of their "stupid bird" comments

well what can you do, the bird has a mind of its own

MANGEKYOU 2024 ── do not copy, repost, or translate my works onto this platform or any other !

[moscnios]

Hi. If you're comfortable with writing this ( if not, please feel free to ignore, no pressure on you, I really really appreciate your hardwork & I love your writing thank you so much for all of this amazing fanfics you keep bringing!! 💗💗💗💗 ), may i request some angst where Zoro & gn!reader gets into a heated argument with each other which leads to reader wanting to break up with him?

★ WHAT ONCE WAS! roronoa zoro ★

── pairing. zoro x gn!reader.

── summary. change was something you feared. but it had happened before your very eyes as you watched your long-term boyfriend train to take on unknown dangers out on the sea. you can’t even recognize him anymore.

── cw(s). angst. gn!reader. no pronouns used. shitty summary. reader says something kinda mean. zoro being kind of a jerk. takes place pre-timeskip before zoro leaves the shimotsuki village. mentions of kuina.

── wc. 1.2k.

── notepad. i actually been so long since i’ve written something angsty that just stayed angsty. it hurt my soul just enough. so thank you so much for this !! i know the rq says that the reader wants to break up, but this one is kind of a mutual break up

things just kind of happen, don’t they? everything feels fine one moment, but the next moment not so much. people change all the time, even when you don’t want them to. maybe, you were afraid of change. maybe, you were just afraid of him changing.

he didn’t hold you anymore. when the sun had fallen to rest, and the moon had taken its place to shine silvery blue in the cool night sky. not once had his arms draped over your body like they used to. he hadn’t even faced you, as he drifted into the world of dreams. most nights, he did not even come to bed.

instead of lying beside you until sunrise, he found himself striking a dummy a hundred times with the same attacks to perfect them. instead of breathing in your cozy scent, he had pushed his mortal body way beyond its limits.

he didn’t kiss you like he did before, full of passion and love. his strong hands cradled your face as he kissed like every time would be the last one. instead, he had settled for quick pecks to the side of your temple, as he muttered “love you” against your warm skin. hardly even a moment later, he would be out the door. he didn’t even give you a chance to say it back. he never even said ‘i love you’ anymore.

maybe it was a minor thing to gripe about for some people, for it to be those special three words instead of the two. but it meant a lot to you, and he knew that. or at least you thought your boyfriend of several years would have known that.

you made up excuses, anything to keep you from believing that the man you loved more than anything was changing before your very eyes more and more every day. you found yourself thinking questions you never wanted to think about.

does he care anymore? was he no longer attracted to you? did he even love you anymore? had he ever even loved you?

it filled you with so much dread, to the point it was overwhelming. it was getting harder and harder to keep how you were feeling behind the closed door of your, well once shared bedroom.

you couldn’t keep going on like this. going on like everything was fine when it wasn’t. pretending to be fine, as you watched your neglectful boyfriend exert himself to near injury in the name of becoming the world’s greatest swordsman.

now he was talking about leaving the village to challenge dracule mihawk to a duel? you loved him dearly, but you heard one too many stories about “hawk-eyes”, none of them were good. allowing your boyfriend to even set foot off this island was sending him to an early grave.

you believed in him, sure. one day he would be the greatest swordsman. but for once, you just wanted him to be realistic and realize that that day will not be tomorrow, it won’t be next week, it won’t be next month.

why doesn’t he understand you feel this way because you care about him?

“zoro…” you say gently, standing at the door frame of the dojo.

the swordsman was still swinging away at the wooden dummy that was a few swings away from falling apart. of course, he didn’t hear you the first time. he never did.

“zoro” your voice was much louder this time, finally grabbing his attention. “huh?” was all he even said before he went back to swinging at the dummy. he didn’t even spare you a glance.

“can we talk, please? it’s important.”

“just say what you’re going to say, ( y/n )”

“WILL YOU PUT DOWN THOSE LOUSY SWORDS AND LOOK AT ME!”

you didn’t mean that. you knew just how much his swords meant to him, especially the one dawning a pure white hilt. you knew what his dream meant to him. you were just angry. frustrated. tired.

you watched as he sheathed the swords, and did as you said. his expression was stone cold. it was like looking at a whole new man. never had he ever looked at you like that. you knew what you said hurt his feelings.

“if you’re still trying to talk me out of leaving, forget it. if i don’t do it now then…”

“THEN WHAT?! you’ve never been out of the east blue! and you’ll be a DEAD MAN if you challenge a shichibukai!” you couldn’t stop yourself from yelling. “you don’t know what lies ahead of you in the other seas, zoro! i’m just trying to help you!”

“i never ASKED for your help!” he retorted, clenching his fist around the hilt of one of his swords. he continued, “i never WANTED your help! i never NEEDED your help!”

a silence filled the room, as your face dropped and your heart sank into the dark void of your body. you opened your mouth to speak, but you couldn’t even form the words you wanted to. you weren’t even exactly sure what those words were.

“if i don’t do this now…then i may never have a chance to do it again. i have to do this, I thought you understood that.” his voice was full of disappointment, as he turned his back to you, as if you had meant nothing, as if this has all meant NOTHING.

you balled your fists, “i do understand that! but i also understand that there are battles that we are not prepared for just yet! kuina meant a lot to you, zoro. her dream has become yours, and you want nothing more than to achieve that for her. but you are not ready. letting you go would be suicide! kuina would not want that!”

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT SHE WOULD HAVE WANTED! YOU DIDN’T EVEN KNOW HER!” he snapped at you.

“YOU’RE RIGHT! I DIDN’T! BUT I KNEW SHE WOULDN’T WANT HER FRIEND DEAD! AND I’M NOT GOING TO SIT BACK AND LET THAT HAPPEN TO YOU!”

“then don’t. leave.”

“…what?”

just like that, you felt everything crash around you. leave? what did he mean 'leave'? leave and go where? how could you leave when this was all you knew? HE was all you knew. you were each other’s firsts. how….could you just leave?

how could he throw everything away? everything you were willing to stay and fix.

“leave! you don’t want to be here then go. nobody’s stopping you.”

he made it clear.

it couldn’t be any clearer than that.

with shaking hands, you slowly turned on your heel, putting one foot in front of the other, walking out of the dojo, walking away from your first love, walking away from the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with.

you had hoped, he would have stopped you. that he would drop his swords and chase after you, pull you into a hug, and apologize for what he said. you had hoped you just start over, like none of this ever happened. that he would see that you meant well, that you just wanted to keep him safe, that he would stay here with you.

but that didn’t happen. tears flooded your cheeks, as you continued to walk home without him.

it was over, wasn’t it?

© MANGEKYUOU — do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

[moscnios]

on my hands and knees for more nico robin x m!reader content because you are doing god’s work

you got it boss 🙏🙏 will do my best to serve this community 🫡

[moscnios]

Not a request but I do encourage you to pls keep giving more love to my girl nami whenever you can! I love how you write her, Robin too!

i would love to write more for both nami and robin in the future. some of my favorite stuff that i have written over time has been theirs. they’re both such fun characters to write for and i hope to get more chances to write for them. also bcuz i forgot to say, thank you so much !! got me all shy and shit <33333333