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Good morning!
So, I apologize for not posting at all and practically disappearing.
Recently, I've been through some personal hardships and I started a new job, so time for writing has dwindled and so has my energy. Luckily, things are getting better, but those things had partially made it hard for me to write.
When I made this blog, I was freshly into One Piece. After catching up around March of this year, I felt so burnt out by OP, I moved on to another fandom for a game I really like, Devil May Cry. My blog has always been multi fandom, but I know a lot of people followed me for One Piece.
At the current, I don't see myself writing for One Piece or even writing in general to post on Tumblr. If I ever write, it's for personal RP's with friends or for myself. Perhaps I may write again, if I feel like doing so for OP again or maybe eventually for DMC, but at the current I don't have the energy for that.
While I'm not that active on Tumblr, I am really active on twitter (if it doesn't blow up). If interested, it's @smoleevee (which also happens to be my main Tumblr if y'all are also interested!)
Thank you for the support thus far, I greatly appreciate it!
Hi Franky! May I please ask for prompt 29 or 24 for Sabo or Zoro? Thank you so much!!!
Feels like it's been ages since I wrote Sabo so here goes!
Sabo x GN Reader
MODERN AU
SFW
Prompt: watching movies together while it storms outside.
WC: 484
You stared out the window with a furrowed brow, watching the dark world outside from the comfort of your home. The rain battering against the glass, rhythmic thudding before each raindrop chased one another down, mingling and becoming streams that warped the other side.
Though you hardly needed a clear view to see the fat rain clouds that loomed in the sky, blocking out any of the light as a low rumble rippled through the sky, feeling it in your chest. You sighed, this was the first day in ages that Sabo and you both had the same day off of work and the weather had ruined it.
You heard the microwaveβs shrill beep, beep, beep from the kitchen, the sound of the door opening to silence the irritating noise brought with it the smell of popcorn in the air. You sniffed, making sure you werenβt imagining the welcome smell, turning and seeing Sabo standing there.
βSo, I know we canβt go out in this but how about a movie day? I know you've been adding stuff to the watch list every now and then so let's do it, see how many we can get through?β he offered with a smile as he stepped into the living room, setting down the bowl on the coffee table.
He walked over to you, pulling you into a hug, his hands settled on the small of your back as he smiled and gazed down at you, fondness in his eyes as he started to sway you both. You stared at him and heard another peel of thunder through the heavens.
βNice and cozy? With the blankets?β You asked and he nodded, a chuckle as he leaned down and kissed your forehead.
-
So the date hadnβt been what you'd planned but being cuddled up with your boyfriend on the sofa, lights off, the movies playing on the screen as he bundled you up in a blanket and you both at popcorn was also a good way to spend the day.
Watching a horror with the sounds of the rain against the window, the flashes of light that came from the lightning passing overhead as well as the light rattle of the house as the wind embraced your home were all nice, terrifying, touches.
But each time you jumped, Saboβs arms around you got a little tighter, he kissed your cheek as you settled back against him. βDo you want more popcorn?β He asked when you made a disappointed sound at the empty bowl.
βIf you donβt mind?β You said and felt your lips tug into a smile as Sabo kissed your cheek.
βPause and Iβll be back.β
You did as you were asked watching as he untangled himself from the little nest youβd both made on the sofa and you sighed, content. It didnβt matter what you were doing, not really, as long as it was with him.
My loveeeee, Franky β‘ can you spin the bottle for me as well? Please and thank you β‘
<3<3<3
You liked a good party and you loved a good party game. You couldnβt wait to get started, snatching the bottle and claiming the first turn you span that bottle with all your might, giddy and excited about who might be your partner for a possible little tryst.
The bottle slowed down and landed on..
Thatch smiled and stood up, helping you to your feet, and honestly? You werenβt mad it had landed on Thatch. Youβd suggested running away to the kitchen which heβd politely declined but heβd found a little room to push you into.Β
He was firm but never forceful as he whispered sweet things in your ear, how heβd wanted to have a moment like this with you for a long time, you confessed youβd had a curiosity about what it would be like with him, how his hands would feel.
You melted into his kisses, feeling his lips on your neck and letting out soft moans as he suckled on the skin, leaving red marks across your skin, between flirtatious words he would give you a love bite.
By the time he was finished your neck was a patchwork of his passion and your mind was left reeling at your realisation youβd wanted Thatch more than you thought.
1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.Β 3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!
Bastard (Good)
Youβre a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. Youβre a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierministerβ!
thank you for the tag, Jaz! itβs always fun to do tag games!
uhβ¦ I guess that itβs accurate? Iβm not sure what to think of it, but itβs cool that Iβm a little meow meow? π very true about the crush not liking me back part though π a hug would be very nice β€οΈ
tagging: @bjonka @the-witch-of-one-piece @sashi-ya @mochidoll57 + anybody else who would like to participate (no pressure) π
You are that one amazing character who everyone seems to forget about. Youβre smart, funny, kind, and you save the teamβs ass on multiple occasions, but everyone but your extremely dedicated but small fanbase seem to forget about you, despite the fact you absolutely deserve better.
Tagging: @childofblackmaria, @stupid-sloot-headcanons, @thegrandlinesimp, anybody who wants to join the party (^-~)
Franky, my beloved. I love you, your work and your event looks hella fun β‘
Could you please spin some bottles for me? π
Much love and thank you in advance hehe β‘
Dusk my darling <3 I hope you enjoy what you got... hahah
The party was in full swing, drinks flowing and someone had decided to suggest a friendly game of βseven minutes in heavenβ and youβd be put first. You took a breath and looked around the circle of friends, spinning the bottle you braced yourself..
βSabo?β you said with a chuckle and glanced up at him, he was miles away looking at his phone when he heard his name, he stared at the bottle pointing right at him and then you, a wicked grin on his face.
Ace groaned and announced he was leaving the room, he didnβt need to hear his brother and someone at it.
Once in the closet you couldnβt help yourself, youβd always had a strange thing for Sabo. Not sure if you were interested or not but now was the time to get that out of your system and see how you actually felt for Sabo, who was currently grinning.
Down on your knees you pawed at his zipped, he chuckled and helped you, to your confusion and delight he was already erect and licking his lips at the very sight of you on your knees in front of him.
Grabbing his cock and licking slowly around the head you stared at him as you slowly took his length into your mouth. You felt a swell of pride seeing his expression, how he leaned against the wall and made a grunt, his hand in your hair, maybe a little rough but you didnβt mind.
You made it a personal goal to make Sabo cum down your throat in the next five minutes and judging from the tightening grip of the hand in your hair you had a feeling you were going to succeed.
Bobbing your head up and down his length, taking him deeper, hollowing out your cheeks, and giving Sabo the best blowjob, the best seven minutes of his fucking life. You were rewarded with a grunt and a fuuuuck as he came in your mouth.
β
Leaving the closet you grinned, hair messy and Sabo with a dumb look on his face, you were sure Ace broke something in the kitchen when someone loudly pointed at you and Sabo shouting βsomeone got soooomeβ
hi, could you do a romantic headcanon about dating Vergil π from- Devil may Cry 3!
This took a little bit, but I hope this turned out good! I like to focus on the emotions of emotionally unavailable characters and how awkward they can be, because torturing myself is fun. Readers gender is ambiguous.
DMC3 Vergil x reader
Dating 19 year old Vergil Headcanons
Once you've caught his eye, its only fate that the two of you wined up together.
It wasnt that he was looking for or seeking a relationship with anyone at all. But he found you intriguing, for whatever reason.
And Vergil doesnt do anything without reason.
You gave him a little chase though, before you actually indulged him in his interest in you.
If you frequented the same places, give him looks and friendly smiles, then rush off before he can get to you.
Dispite their differences both twins like this type of behavior, this game, in their own way.
Vergil likes the chase, the hunt. The idea of "capturing" someone like you.
This is what would get him to even think of perusing a relationship. Like a prize. You are his prize.
-
The first few dates are quiet and cheap.
There a many ways the twins are alike, and one is that they're both broke.
However, pay no mid to this.
He's trying, he really is.
And god, he's so damn nervous. Not that he'll let you know that.
He can't bring himself to initiate any physical contact, that's all up to you. Especially just holding hands.
When you grab his hand to hold, he'll be so stiff. He literally will not loosen up, and his grip is so damn tight you think he's cutting off your circulation.
It will take months for him to loosen up with physical contact, but he will never get used to it. It's been so long that he doesnt think he ever will.
He does enjoy it. He won't say it, but you'll know.
Although it may not be obvious, Vergil is a possessive person. Not in a abusive or creepy way. Just overprotective of what is his. Items and people.
This does have to do with having everything he'd ever known ripped away from him so abruptly at the age of 9.
God forbid anyone anyone puts their hands on you, in any way, while in his presence.
Even if they're a friend of yours, that's how they get the blade of Yamato against their neck.
He's 19 and has no idea how to regulate his emotions, and because he's been separated from humans for so long he no longer fully understands social cues and standards.
So it's on you to explain why placing a sword to your partner's friends neck is not only socially unacceptable, but generally unacceptable.
He will play it off like he gets it, but his hubris is unmatched by anyone or thing.
His internal monologue will just be him venting to himself.
They touched what is his, and he got them to back off the only way he knows how. They touched what is his. They're in the wrong, not him.
He does veiw you as more then just his, your input on anything means so much more then you'll ever know.
He has no clue what to do when you're distressed, he'll just freeze up and enter and internal panic mode.
Vergil usually knows exactly what to do and what he will do, not in this situation.
He is truly clueless with emotions.
Your relationship is truly bizarre and infuriating to him.
You make him feel odd, he doesnt want to feel this way. But here you are, and all he wants to do is be by your side and enjoy the feeling of your skin on his.
He hates the way it makes him feel when you express any excitement. It makes him want to take you any place you love, just to keep your high.
It makes his stomach churn when his heart beats so fast at your head laying on his chest. He cant hide it, you can hear his racing heart. Then, and only then, he is an open book for you to read.
You make him feel sick.
You make him feel human.
And deep down, he loves that.
-
As the year anniversary of the last time he met with his brother approaches, he'll be more distant. Seemingly busy all of the time.
He'll be out, with bairly any time for you. More quiet, and hesitant to even talk to you.
When you confront him on this, he won't know what to say. He'll bite his tongue and tell you to stay out of it.
One day, he tells you that he will be gone for a bit, but afterwards he'll find you. You just need to wait a little while, and he'll make everything better.
And you believe him.
Before he leaves, he'll say goodbye with a kiss. The only affection he's initiated himself.
A word of advice, if you choose to follow his request. Get comfortable. It's going to be a few decades.
the muscles in your thighs burn with fatigue as doffy uses your body to stroke himself off. his string are laced across your body every which way as he holds you here, straddling him as he puppeteers you to take even more of his massive length. doffy lays back against the silk pillows with a evil smile plastered on his face and a cocky hand dancing around the strings with his fingers. his lecherous glare is hidden behind his shades but his tongue running across his lips every so often denotes his enjoyment of the current situation. how youβre helplessly whimpering and crying as his veiny shaft drags against your sensitive walls. how pretty his strings look digging into your plush flesh. how your chest spills through the laced pattern and bounces for his own enjoyment. how he purposely keeps his strings just loose enough so he can watch you wriggle around desperately like a mere fly trapped in a spiderβs web. and you love it. you love being a toy for your young master but why should he get to have all the fun? ignoring the stinging of the strings scrapping your skin, you pulled one of your arms from your constraints and leaned forward to reach for his neck. before you could reach it, doffy grabbed your wrist with his strings and pulled you forward to meet him face to face. you winced feeling them dig into your skin creating red pools that began to run down your arm. he looked back at you face as straight as a nail, completely unamused. βtry it again, little bird, and the hand comes off.β
the legs of the dining room table scrape against the wooden floor, shifted back by the weight of your two bodies. killer is sat against the edge of the table with a firm on your hips, guiding your movements as you ride his broad body. with one arm hooked around his neck for stability and the other clawing at the t shirt pulled taut over his chest, you gaze into the darkness beneath his mask feeling his eyes bore into you. you canβt help but grow hotter at the danger of fucking the masked man. you bite your lip to stifle your moans trying to keep yourself undetected by your crew mates. what would they think if they found you defiling the dining room table while getting split in half by their nakama? youβre drunk on lust as you grind on his cock, feeling his cock fill you to the brim and dragging along that spot that has you seeing stars. with the remaining strength in your weakened limbs you reach to grab at killerβs thick neck and squeeze it just the way he likes, wanting him to feel as good as you do. he lets out a strained groan, being brought just to the brink of orgasm from the added sensation. killer adjusts you on his hips enough to free a hand and grab yours in return. he lets out a chuckle seeing the way through eyes roll back as your cunt flutters around him. βfeeling cheeky tonight , are we?
the faint sound of skin slapping and against skin echos through the massive library as you bounce on your commanderβs cock, ruining yet another chair. saboβs strong hands grip firmly around your waist as he thrusts back up into you matching your pace. the need to keep quiet is momentarily forgotten as you chase your mutual end. typically, youβre firmly against fucking during duties; however, sabo loves seeing you squirm as he comes up behind you, pressing his erection into your back to pass behind you all while whispering filth into your ear, leaving you a blushing, flustered mess. heβs an ass, but such a good fuck. you love feeling him stretching you out until youβre a babbling mess, but you hate his smart ass mouth. even now, seeing his smug grin below you annoys you as much as it turns you on. itβs enough to make you wanna just choke him. before you know it, your hand grips around his throat, grabbing onto the armrest for leverage as you grind harder into his lap. a shockwave of pleasure blazes over his skin causing a guttural groan rips from saboβs chest before it morphing intoβ¦ a laugh? his words are strained as they fall from his lips. βis that all youβve got, sweetheart? why donβt you give me a little smack too, hm? cβmon, i know you wannaβ¦β
This was literally what came to mind every time Vergil appeared on screen in Devil May Cry 3.π
I also made another version with Devil May Cry 5 Vergil because it still came to mind the first time my sister played through Devil May Cry 5 before we'd realized how much he'd changed as a person.
dante and vergil both have that weird glow in the dark eye thing that cats have. the electricity at devil may cry gets cut, nero strolls in one night and in the pitch black of the shop just sees two glowing pairs of eyes just turn to look at him like πππ ππ π
Nero, coming inside and out of the rain from a job: Holy FUCK is it coming down out there.
Dante, as cheerful and nonchalant as ever: Took you long enough, kid!
Vergil, with mild annoyance and just a hint of fondness: Must you be so loud and vulgar? And wipe your feet before you take another step in here.
Nero, annoyed, but wipes his feet off anyway: Shut the hell up, both of you. Like either of you fossils would be any faster in this shit. [distractedly flicks main light switch on and off several times] Powerβs gone here too, huh?
[a pause]
Nero, muttering: Wait. Where are you two?
Dante & Vergil: Over here.
οΏΌ(Nero turns around, and his totally-not-a-shriek-goddamn-you can be heard several blocks away.)
The final part of my AU where Vergil raises Nero! You can find part 1 here!
*
Vergil was at home, reading on the couch. Nero had taken off for the service, grumbling about how he didnβt want to go and trying to hide the gift heβd bought for Kyrie from his fatherβs view.
Vergil turned the page of his book. Normally, he preferred poetry. Today, he was studying yet another book on demonology.Β
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