i withstand the Corruption

Hoping to start posting short fics and stuff sometime soon:) send me thirsts, imagines or anything i'm very friendly. I post and repost nsfw!! minors dni she/her, bi, 21+

[terarria-sunflower]

for anyone i follow that doesn't allow ageless blogs, i stg i DO have my age in my bio, i'm 22, but for some reason every week or so i'll look at my profile and half my bio will have disappeared for no discernible reason pls don't block me i cannot control this. Also call me Sam!

[rotroyboy]

[libraford]

Googled something about quick hydration and it suggested big jug of water, couple tbsp pickle juice, dash of lime juice.

Its surprisingly tasty????

[libraford]

Pleased to report that after a day of this i am not longer craving caper brine and my mouth is not dry as usual. There's some good suggestions in the notes too that I want to try.

-ancient roman posca: water, red or white wine vinegar, honey, salt, herbs (coriander, mint, thyme)

-switchel: water, ginger, vinegar, sweetener, lemon, salt

-ayran: yogurt, water, salt, mint

-Agua pepino: water, cucumbers, lime, sugar, optional mint.

[libraford]

I have been reminded of:

-shrub: vinegar, sida water, elderberry (or other berry), sugar.

[libraford]

I have now been informed of

-sekanjabin: honey, vinegar, mint, water.

[libraford]

"Wow, I wonder why this post was popular this week."

-sees the reports of the heatwave in Europe-

"... ah."

[applebugpie]

Keep me warm?

Characters: law x afab! Reader x Sanji 

masterlist!

Tags: inexperienced/awkward law, porn with minimal plot  

Pervy Sanji, Sanji is a tease, use of sex to stay warm,p in v, nipple sucking, bottom (?) Law, switch/bottom reader, top/switch Sanji, guided cunniligus, dick piercing on Law(I LOVE the idea of this sm🤑🤑), nipple piercing on Law (freak for this too 🤑🤑), Law whimpering 🤑, mild orgasm denial, slight jealousy between law and Sanji, ooc Sanji, creampie, 

Summary: on a winter island with your crew mate and another captain, a snow storm plows through without warning, leaving you stranded in an abandoned cabin, how will you stay warm? 

A/n: crazy how I’m writing this in the summer 😭 lowk felt like a pervert writing this so I’m a little embarrassed 1:, oh also! Explaining a bit of French slang/pet names: Mon Chou translates to my cabbage and Mon puce is my flea, but in the French language it’s pretty much equivalent to baby, babe, dear etc. 

english is not my first language, point out my mistakes!

Do not, translate, copy, or train ai with my work. DM me if you are concerned about anything regarding rights to my work. 

“looks like the storm won’t let up till morning,” Law peaked through the blinds, peering at the snow storm. 

“damn…” Sanji lit a cigarette, relishing the warmth of the match and smoke. 

You sat on a dusty couch, silently recollecting your thoughts. You, Law, and Sanji were on some winter island, it was cold, so cold. You couldn’t even stand out with one of Nami’s big jackets without your fingers curling and your nose burning. The snow started coming quickly, you could barely see through it in the dense forest. 

“What’s that up a head?” You recalled Sanji saying, “looks like an abandoned cabin!” 

Once you all got inside your skin blistered with goosebumps, hairs standing up at the frigidness. 

The cabin was abandoned but not in a way you would think. There was still plenty of furniture that collected dust but it still kept all the snow out of the room, no broken windows or anything of such matter. 

Laws voice snapped you out of thought. 

“we should probably start a fire,” law said, sitting next to you on the couch,”its hard for the body to function in the cold.”  

Sanji walked over to the stone fireplace, and swore under his breath,”can’t, snow must have gotten down the chimney, it’s all wet” 

“shit…” law hissed pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“how are we gonna stay warm?” Your voice quivered. 

“Body heat,” he said simply, “we give each other warmth.” 

Sanji wandered of into one of the rooms, coming back with a comforter blanket, “found this on the bed,” he said, scooting you to the middle of the couch and then draping it across your lap. He sat on your left as law sat on your right. They pulled a bit of the blanket into their own laps. 

You still felt so cold, the heat from law and Sanji felt nice but clearly wasn’t enough, so you brought your knees to your chest as your teeth chattered. 

“Still cold?” Sanji wrapped his arm around your head and placed it in the crook of his neck, “better?” 

“mhm,” you mumbled against his neck, tickling it. 

Law glanced over at your body enveloped in Sanji’s. 

“what about Law?” You looked up at Sanji and then at Law. 

your question was enough of an invite for Law to awkwardly curl up against your side, squishing you against Sanji. Fully basked in the warmth of both of them. 

 Law slipped his hand on your thigh, his cold fingers stinging through your pants. You squirmed against his finger tips, he murmured an apology. 

“can’t even feel my fingers anymore,” Sanji rubbed them together, trying to use friction to warm them, “think you can help warm them up mon cœur?” 

You nodded slowly taking a hand to the warmth of your belly, letting it absorb the heat. His hand brushed against your stomach. 

“so warm,” he grinned, ”wanna let Law have some?” 

You grabbed the hand that sat adorn on your thigh and brought it to where Sanjis hand sat. 

“this is where all her major organs are,” Law commented, “that’s why its all warm.” 

“really?” You pondered, “I always thought my thighs were warm than my stomach.” 

Sanji moved a hand down in between your thighs making you gasp, you squeezed your thighs around his hand. He chuckled, then brought it back up to your stomach. 

“yea,” he chuckled, “they are warmer.” 

“can I?” Law looked up at you his hand hovering over your thigh under the blanket, you nodded, smiling softly. 

He moved his hands in between your thighs, just like Sanji, but his hand was far more up than Sanji‘s was, ghosting over the crotch seam of your pants. 

“They are warmer than your stomach,” Laws hand trembled slightly. 

He pulled it out and brought his hand to your face, warming your cheeks up a bit. You lean into his touch, letting out a soft sigh. His finger tips ghost over the tip of your cold bitten nose. 

“cute…” he mumbled under his breath. 

Your body felt fuzzy, like being pressed between the two men was too much, it made you squeeze your thighs at the thought of Laws and Sanji’s hand in them. 

“oh mon Chou,” Sanji felt your sudden movements, “is this too much?” He cooed in your ear. 

“no…. I need more- Please,” you gasped. 

“isn’t that right,” Sanji said before sealing your lips with a gentle kiss. His hand cupping your cheek. He tasted like cigarettes and coffee, something that could only be described as his. 

Law timidly attached himself to your neck, sucking sweet markings across the exposed skin. His hand rubbed against your torso, fingers threading against your sweater. 

“taste so sweet mon puce,” he mumbled against your lips, “let Law have a taste...” 

 He moved your head over where Law met you halfway. He kissed you harshly, biting at your bottom lip. Begging. 

 You opened your mouth letting Law insert his hot tongue in. He explored every nook and cavern you had to offer, he tangled your tongues together as he groaned into the kiss. 

While you were kissing, Sanji had slipped a hand down to the waist band of your pants, tracing his fingers against the skin.  

Then you felt it, Laws hard on grinding into the air next to you, nudging against your thigh. You placed a hand over the  center of laws chest, deepening the kiss even further. His hands flew to your hair, tugging softly. 

Sanji was so lost in the sight in front of him, a pretty women making out with an equally pretty man, his stomach wound itself in a knot of arousal and jealousy. 

“Cherié?” Sanji’s fingers traced over the crotch of your pants, “do you want to take this further?” 

“Of course…” you blushed at the thought, “…wouldn’t it warm us up better too?” 

Law nodded, face flush just from kissing. 

Sanji then slipped a hand up your sweater, squeezing your soft mounds through your bra. Nipples pebbled in the cold air. He pulled your sweater up enough to expose your bra, he then tugged that down enough to expose the rest of your chest to the freezing room. 

Laws eyes were glued to them with awe, admiring the soft color of your nipple, before he reached a finger out to circle it. 

Sanji had already attached it mouth to one, sucking and swirling his tongue around it, coating it in spit. He mumbled something about keeping them warm against it. 

Law looked at you with a silent question, asking for permission. You nodded and sighed, watching him attach himself like Sanji against your cold chest. 

You felt their warm breaths fan against your breast, hands wandered and squeezed any part of your body. Law ground his hard on against your thigh as Sanji palmed himself. You tangled your hands in each of the men’s hair. 

Sanji slipped a hand down the waist of your pants, rubbing over your wet spot tauntingly, he hummed against your nipple,“so wet already?” 

He moved your panties to the side and dipped his finger in your warmth, gathering slick on his finger to bring to your clit. Rubbing slow circles. 

 Laws hands wandered your thigh, he grabbed your hand and brought it over to his clothed erection, having you rub it softly, as he sucked your reddened nipple. He whimpered softly and bucked his hips. You snuck a hand into his jeans, running twin fingers over his leaky tip and- 

Is that?… no way… 

You unfastened his jeans quickly, tugging them and his boxers down having his harden cock spring free. Law whined against your nipple as his sensitive tip met the icy air. A cute golden ball was in the tip, glittering softly in the snow light. 

“Law-…” you groaned a the thought of it bullying your insides, “God that’s so..” 

He looked up at you as you began running your hand lightly against his length, then running your thumb around the sensitive piercing, giggling while watching him buck and whine at the overwhelming pleasure. 

Sanji was still swirling your clit with a nimble finger, working you to an orgasm. He pulled out suddenly, placing his finger to his lips, tasting you. 

He then then lifted you up, tugging your pants and panties down, discarding them on the floor, “just for a little bit, okay? We’ll keep you warm.” 

He then directed law to sit on the floor, as he situated you in his lap, spreading your legs apart with his large hands gripping your thighs. Law slotted his face in between your legs, cautiously running his hands on your legs, pressing a quick kiss there. 

“ever done this before, Law?”  

He shook his head,“ uh-uh.” 

“don’t worry, I’ll help you out.” 

He then threaded his hand in laws hair pulling him closer to your expecting heat,”give a big lick- from bottom to top…” 

He watched as Law followed his instructions, he licked your slit, his tongue sending jolts of pleasure once he landed on your clit. 

“Good… now rub her clit in circles with that tongue of yours.” 

His tongue was too soft, like he was afraid to break you, “harder please…” 

“you heard her, speed it up.” 

He started to attack your clit, rubbing it as if it was his fingers. Making you buck your hips and your thighs shake. Laws cock throbbed as a puddle of pre cum pool beneath him. 

“you can suck on it too… put a finger in her, gently- can have you hurting her.” 

He began sucking on you clit while he inserted the finger tip of his A finger into your tight warmth. moving it slowly in and out, getting it further and further with each thrust, coating it in your slick. He got it down to the knuckle, before he’s started thrusting it slowly, opening you up. 

You let out a soft moan at how deep his finger was inside of you. You closed your legs around his head, Sanji prided them open, mumbling don’t suffocate him, baby, against the shell of your ear. 

Law added a second finger without being told too, stretching you further on his hand. 

“curl your fingers, there’s a spot that’ll make her squirm,” Sanji said, lighting a cigarette, blowing the smoke against your hair. 

Law began curling, searching for the sweet spot, one he found it you arched your back and let out a choked out moan. You hands found their way to Laws hair, tugging rather harshly on the strands, making him groan against your clit, sending a familiar buzz down your body. 

“ohmygod-! I’m gonna-” just as the words left your mouth Sanji ripped Law off your heat. 

You whined, tears forming at the corners of your eyes pleading for him to let you cum,“ sorry baby, gotta save you for our cocks.” He ground his hard dick in between your ass cheeks. 

Law pulled himself up and kissed you, he cupped your cheek gently, letting you taste yourself on his lips. 

Sanji positioned you on your hands and knees on the couch as law sank down in front of you on the arm rest. His chest level with your face. 

Law shrugged his coat off and tugged his shirt over head, he chuckled “funny, I’m getting a little warm.” 

“Law your joking-” you eyes fixated on his nipples, again- there was a golden bar pierced through them. He looked at you with a mix of confusion and embarrassment, “they’re so cute” 

You reached a hand out and rubbed your thumb against his nipple, circling it softly, you drew a soft moan from his lips. You pressed a small kiss to the center of his chest before swirling your tongue around the metal jewelry. He twitched against your mouth, letting out a choked whimper. 

You pull off with a soft pop, as you feel Sanji’s weight dip into the couch behind you. The tip of his cock poking at your ass. 

“you ready, mon cherié?” He slipped his tip against your cunt, gathering slick. 

“Yes, Sanji” you leaned against him, grinding against his leaking cock. 

He notched the tip of his cock into your slit, stretching you open. You both gasped in unison. 

He stretched you out till he was to the hilt, “feel so good, petit puce…” 

“gonna start moving now, ” He pulled all the way out, “keep Law warm too, okay?” 

He began slow thrusts, filling you all the way up before pulling out. Law pulled you in for a kiss, with all teeth and tongue. Your fingers brushed against Laws chest, it became harder to kiss him as Sanji’s thrust grew faster. 

Sanji leaned down and kissed at your shoulder blades, hands perched on your hips as he continued to thrust. He slipped a hand down to rub quick circles on your clit, causing you to moan into the kiss with law. 

You panted against his lip, Laws own hand palmed over his pre cum slick tip. 

A wave grew in the pit of your stomach, growing with the thrusts of Sanji’s cock, he angled himself to try and find that spongy spot inside of you. He found it, making you pulse around him and let out a choked moan. 

“Sanji- I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum!” Your eyes rolled back into your head, fingers threading in the sleeves of your sweater. 

“me too mon Chou- cum with me, okay?” He mumbled against your ear as his thrusts grew frantic for release, his fingers ran faster circles on your clit. 

The wave crashed down in your stomach, sending you over the edge. Your thighs spasmed and shook as you felt Sanji’s  release warming you up. 

He pulled out panting, “so good f’me… how about you give Law some?” 

As he said that, he turned you around so Law was right behind you and Sanji was in a similar position of Laws old spot. 

Law rubbed the small of your back, with his large hand, drawing small hearts on the flush skin. 

“can I… you know?” He ran his tip in the mix of fluids between your thighs. 

You nodded. 

He slipped his tip in, you were still slightly overstimulated from Sanji. You arch your back and let out a quiet sob. 

Law stop his pace and slowed down, letting you adjust to his larger length. He wasn’t that much bigger than Sanji but it was enough to leave you panting.  

He pushed himself in fully, slowly sheathed in your warmth. The ball of his piercing rubbing against your insides. He let out a choked whimper, “so- hgh…. Warm…” 

He began thrusting slowly after you signaled him to start moving. He moved with slow long thrust, that left you breathless as his pierced tip kissed your cervix. 

“Law, harder please,” you choked out as Sanji caressed your face, hand tangling in your hair. 

“you look so cute like this,” Sanji ran a finger over the tip of your nose as Law thrusts grew faster and harder. 

Sanji started kissing you as Law copied his actions, he brought a hand down to rub circles on your clit, not as quick as Sanji’s but enough to bring you to the start of another orgasm. 

“I can feel you getting- hnh… tighter around me” he said between pants, “getting close?” 

“mhm!” You hummed against Sanji’s lips, as the wave grew like before. 

“can I cum inside of you…?” He whined, “please?” 

You pulled off Sanji’s lips and looked over your shoulder at law,“please- keep me warm…” 

With just the look of your face, pretty eyes and expression full of bliss was enough to send Law over the edge. His thrusts slowed down to a stutter as he choked a whimper under his breath. His fingers still rubbed against your swollen pearl till you came.  

He then pulled out, his cum oozed out of your slit with Sanji’s and your own slick. 

“want me to clean you up-?” law asked embarrassed, “- I can use my devil fruit powers-” 

You cut him off with a sleepy shake of your head, “s’warm… it’ll keep me warm.” 

Sanji scooped up the escaped cum and pushed it back in before grabbing your discarded clothing and dressing you with care. 

“now we can sleep out the rest of this storm…” law said as he propped you up against this shoulder, Sanji spooned against your side. 

“night cherié, we’ll keep you warm. ” 

tagged: @brighteyedmichelle

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[terarria-sunflower]

what he looks like after i’m done with him

[bitchapalooza]

Zoro and Robin, both lactose intolerant but at varying degrees.

Zoro is only mildly intolerant, meaning he just gets gassy and has a stomach ache for a bit. He'll only have to run to the bathroom once and it won't be too bad.

Robin is VERY intolerant, meaning get out of her way in the next 5 seconds or else both your lives will be changed for the worse.

Neither Robin or Zoro tell Sanji. Because they are masochists. They both like milk. They both love cheese. They will not let this skinny blonde man take their pleasure away from them.

Sanji finally notices after a few weeks though, he figures it out himself just by observation and pattern. So he tells them, and he immediately switches to soy, as he has plenty of it as protein alternatives when they run out of eggs and meat, or just for backup rations in general.

Only for Usopp to apparently have a soy intolerance and apparently liking it enough to want to ignore it and keep drinking the soy milk even after declaring he felt so sick he thought he was going to DIE.

Sanji cannot win, he's on a ship full of masochists. This is worse than dealing with nitpicky customers at the Baratie.

[bitchapalooza]

@histrynerdss you caught me at a time of absolute boredom in the last 30 minutes of my shift, so here we fuckin' GO—

I like to think fishmen, and my extension mermaids, are close enough to human biology, which humans are kind of lactose intolerant by default? Anyway, I think fishmen are strictly very lactose intolerant to the point where if Jinbei drank a single sip of milk he's going to shit himself. Like pure fucking liquid. Get the fuck outta his way. Bro can't have dairy ice cream 😞 and he's not even upset because why would he put himself through that torture anyway??? Other than that, I think Jinbei is pretty much allergy free! Although I can see things like bread and pasta causing some irritation to his gut, but not enough to completely throw it off. I can totally see him enjoying like two helpings of pasta, going off to his own corner and kind of silently hating himself for a few hours because now he has a tummy ache. He should not be indulging in these types of foods but by God does he love them.... And Sanji or Chopper don't even know so no one can stop him from grabbing a third helping of seafood pasta!

For Franky, I like to think he actually had a whole bee and wasp allergy. Like a severe allergy—which he only brings up briefly because Sanji learns he has a relatively mild bee sting allergy—and obviously he doesn't anymore because I mean.... Synthetic skin. Metal endoskeleton. If he does have an intact immune system, a bee or wasp isn't going to trigger said system because it can't sting any real part of him, aside from his back because if I remember correctly that IS all real skin, but idk I doubt that's a concern of his anyway because what are the chances? Like 50/50 at best. But under the concern of milk? He has bragging rights. Because he can drink a whole gallon of milk and still puke because that's a gallon of milk he just drank in one go. But give him a glass of milk and 10 minutes to calmly drink it and he's completely fine.

Brook was 100% lactose intolerant when he was alive. Probably more like an in between of Zoro and Robin. But now that he's dead he can happily drink milk, which has always been his favorite drink despite how much stomach upset it caused. He's dead now. He doesn't have a stomach. He doesn't have a digestive tract. He was kidding when he said he still shits and pisses. So anyway, he drinks milk like he's indulging in the sin of greed and gluttony. He's like a Greek god gorging himself on nectar and ambrosia. But it's cow's milk. And sometimes it's spoiled just because he likes to test the limits of everyone's last nerve. He's Robin and Zoro's biggest defender.

And God Luffy..... He totally went so many years not knowing he was allergic to bananas. He thought it was normal that bananas are spicy and make your mouth tingle like pop rocks candy. He doesn't say anything as a kid because he had no frame of reference of what a banana is and isn't supposed to do when you eat it 🥴 he just mentions it one day while actively eating a banana and everyone just looks at him in disbelief and concern and they all have to physically wrestle the fuckin thing out of his MOUTH. He promptly finds out that peaches and pineapples are also not spicy....

On the topic of allergies in general anyway because I'm bored.....

Zoro had a severe egg allergy as a kid, until he just grew out of it sometime around age 11. He does have a persistent latex allergy which doesn't affect him in a daily basis and he's only ever have like two incidents of anaphylaxis; once when the gum he was chewing apparently had traces of latex in it (at the dojo still), and again later on while part of the crew when he got some street food not knowing it was prepared while wearing latex gloves. Now he avoids gum and always asks the vendor about how the food was prepared, and if he forgets it's usually someone else who asks for him! He's probably careful around certain fruits like avocados and kiwi because according to Chopper some fruits have a cross-reaction.

I think Nami would just have seasonal allergies and even then they're super mild. Sanji also has seasonal allergies, which again are pretty mild, the worst he gets is a sinus headache and itchy throat. But bee allergy! Just a mild one. Only causes a rash and some bad swelling where he was stung, no danger to anaphylaxis as far as he or Chopper knows. Usopp is of course intolerant of soy and very allergic to mushrooms (that he claims isn't real because he insists they were poisoned mushrooms. Yes that includes the mushrooms Sanji served).

Other than being lactose intolerant, Robin has a peanut allergy, but other legumes are safe (but she rarely indulges anyway). Not severe, but not fun either. Just gets swollen lips as the most extreme reaction she's had.

For Chopper.... Idk he's weird 😭 he's a reindeer-human hybrid. He doesn't make sense. You probably can't even use mink biology to describe him. He can eat things that normal reindeer can't. I wouldn't be surprised if he has zero intolerances or allergies.

Anyway, I'm finally heading home, Luffy needs constant supervision at stores now 😭🙏 (as he's always needed....)

[leavemealoneplzs]

This is my attempt at the camera roll trend on TikTok. Also, trying to get others to fall for Sanji. Hehe.

He's so handsome! This is what your camera roll would look like if you were dating him.

~♥︎~

[kendymaycry]

when he can tell you’re holding back from cumming bc you are bound to drench his pelvis and thighs if the way your insides feel is any indication and he simply says “come on baby, let go for me. let me have it all.”

[mydiluc]

have we considered you grabbing the headboard while riding it? his hands gripping your waist and you gripping the headboard for leverage going from slow experimental strokes of your hips, to slamming your pussy down around his cock over and over, while he curses and moans loudly and your tits bounce in his face ??

[chazchaschad]

I do not have a "side blog”, I do not “schedule posts”. I torture my followers with random bullshit and if that doesn’t work I KILL MYSELF

[natjiren]

new gambit, same night sky

[dughole]

i wish he would come down from heaven & kill every instagram fitness liquid diet ozempic green juice low calorie food blogger

[depsidase]

[terarria-sunflower]

excellent exchange in the replies

@hypocritic-trash-baby @emberthegenderbender

[moocar0n]

A sad girl's pleas

Live only for a breath and then they fade

[megumiangel]

KEEPING RHYTHM ! ☆ PROLOGUE ⤷ choso kamo x fem!reader

WRITTEN CHAPTER BELOW!

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suguru's garage is freezing. and unfortunately the only place the band has to host their rehearsals. they're starting to get big in your city in the recent months, yes. but not rent-a-studio big just yet. so for now, practising in their leader's sub-antarctic garage while everyone's nipples contract frostbite is 3NERGY's only claim to fame if they want to ride out the high of their newest album getting the most hits any of their music ever had.

when they'd started 3NERGY, satoru had been in his last year of high school, and their only supporters had been you, yuuji and your friends. now, they were getting invited to city events and blowing up on tiktok.

you couldn't be prouder of your brother.

so, instead of complaining, you sit there on the black leather couch by the wall of band posters, buried under satoru's warm jacket that you'd swiped from him on the way in, one knee hugged tight to your chest in desperate effort to conserve body heat, jaw clenched tight, fighting back while your teeth threaten to chatter as you watch the band play.

and try your absolute hardest not to stare.

you truly are trying. you have been for years at this point, trying — and failing.

it just doesn't help that a certain drummer had to look so particularly pretty today.

soft dark hair falling into his sleepy eyes, skillful hands spinning the drumsticks before they soar across the drumkit like second nature, sleeves shoved up his arms, biceps flexing with every movement.

every movement is fluid. practised, yet comfortable and effortless. and ridiculously pretty.

you can't help but watch, entirely sure there's hearts forming in your eyes at the sight.

as if sensing it, his lashes flutter for just a tic, and then his eyes are on you, catching your stare.

your soul right about jumps out of your body.

you startle slightly in your seat. choso blinks, then his face melts into that sweet, shy, soft smile you know so well. and it's directed at you. made for you. he hits the cymbal, all while maintaining eye contact with you, as if he knows what he's doing, and continues playing.

he caught you. again. you want to sink into the damn couch and never reemerge.

the band runs through another song. and you clench your fists, close your eyes and breathe in, headset on focusing on something other than him. instead, on the way satoru's vocals dance and blend almost hypnotically with utahime's and suguru's. how suguru's bass mesmerisingly cuts through the noise of sukuna's electric guitair, whilst still leaving it room to rip and shred and teeth at the rhythm. how shoko's keyboard balances the sound into a blissful melody that would had you sighing in pleasure if you weren't so distracted.

but you couldn't ignore your favourite part. the percussion, holding the entire thing together, stringing it along with steady beats, loud then soft, then loud again, each thump in time with your heartbeat. as if choso was reaching inside your chest and tapping the thing with his drumstick. a girl could only dream.

an eargasm. that's what you're experiencing.

unfortunately, your high doesn't last as long as you could hope.

in the midst of it all, choso misses a beat. then— cough.

lowering his head, a chesty sound bursts from his throat, interrupting the song. then another. and another.

and then he drops a drumstick. it clatters then rolls along the concrete floor until it lands by shoko's foot. utahime's high note cracks right in the middle at the distraction, making everyone laugh. choso does too, amidst his still ongoing coughing fit, which only exacerbates it.

sukuna recoils, "gross."

"f-uck you." choso musters through another one, doubling over again.

suguru, shoulders still shaking with laughter, reaches behind the drummer and pats his back, "you sure you're okay?"

"i'm—"

"fine," a chorus of satoru, shoko and utahime's voices finish his sentence for him with head shakes and teasing grins of friends who've been hearing the same sentiment all night despite the blaring obvious fact that choso clearly is not fine.

poor thing, you think. but also, clearly, a man with a very strong sense of work ethic. it makes you want to clutch your chest and sigh dreamily. that's your man.

"let's take a break," suguru announces.

no one needs to be told twice. sukuna and shoko are already by the door, lighter and cigarette in hand by the time suguru finishes talking. "bye." sukuna greets abruptly, before the door shuts behind the two of them with a dull thud.

choso sighs longingly as he watches them leave. usually, he'd be right behind them. but his already feverishly frail lungs would probably turn to pure tar in retaliation if he even thought about touching a lighter right now.

"satoru." you sulk from the couch, "i was promised snacks."

satoru gasps, laying a hand over his forehead dramatically, "oh no! how could i forget?" he exclaims, horrified.

your eyes narrow. "you didn't forget."

suguru chuckles lowly, "there's snacks in the kitchen if you—"

"no." you hiss at the long haired man, "you have old man snacks. i want real snacks."

"old man snacks?" he repeats.

"raisins. almonds. granola." you list off each crime on your fingers in pure disgust, "you eat like you live in a retirement home."

choso lets out a soft laugh in the back that make your heart sing in ecstasy. enticing a laugh out of choso was like winning an award in your eyes.

"ouch..." suguru mumbles.

utahime snickers, "she's right. you do have a grandpa's taste." she says, before stepping out of the garage as well to head to the bathroom.

satoru grins, skipping over to you to ruffle your hair. you squawk in protest, clawing at his hands to no avail. he reaches into the pocket of his jacket that you're wearing, fishing out his keys and spinning them around his index finger proudly, "alriiight, stop pouting," he coos, squishing your cheek, "suguru and i are gonna get your snacks, okay?"

"we are?" suguru echoes, unimpressed. the white-haired male hooks his arm around his gleefully, leaving no room for argument as he skips him over towards the door.

"mhm!" he sing-songs.

and then they're gone.

leaving just you and choso.

your favourite scenario, and simultaneously, your least favourite.

because while in theory, being alone with choso is a dream come true, until you actually were, and then it was a matter of fumbling and fiddling and nervous sweating and awkward laughter and constantly glancing at the door and the clock, waiting for someone, anyone, to return and put you out of your misery.

choso sets his drumsticks down, stands to his feet and stretches his arms and back. his shirt rides up ever so slightly with the movement, and through the corner of your eye, you catch the flash of bare skin.

then choso catches your stare.

and you immediately snap your head in the other direction, gulping thickly.

smooth. real smooth, y/n.

and when you risk catching another glance at him, just to make sure he wasn't still watching you, he's smiling at you. a small, sleepy one. your heart jumps.

"hey," he says, wandering over and sitting down, near enough to be in your presence, yet far enough away that it's clear he's being cautious not to get you sick, too.

your heart warms at how effortlessly he always does his best to take care of the people around him, even when he's on the brink of death himself.

"h...hi." you manage.

and then the awkward silence begins. and so does your mental torment.

"i... heard you weren't feeling well," you finally blurt out after what feels like far too long to only be about ten seconds.

brilliant opening line. you curse yourself inwardly.

somehow, choso doesn't seem to mind, just nods, "oh, yeah," then he shrugs, "i'm okay, though. well... i'll be okay." his already dangerously deep voice is even raspier with the addition of the cold, "it's not a big deal."

"right." you nod again.

then remember the thing you'd brought. the thing you'd spent twenty minutes debating whether or not to give him before you'd gotten here. your fingers find the straps of your bag, and fiddle.

"oh..." you hesitate. then reach inside the front pocket. your throat suddenly feels dry, and swallowing is near impossible. "i... brought you something."

choso tilts his head. "hm?"

you pull out the medicine box. and immediately regret it.

"just..." you laughed nervously. your whole face feels hot. choso gives you his full, undivided attention. his eyes are on you, patient, sweet, waiting for you to keep going, and it's like there's a spotlight shining down on you. "it's just cold and flu medicine."

his eyes widen slightly in surprise. is that a good or bad sign? you can't tell.

"you've probably already taken some today." mortification sets in. "actually, never mind." in a swift movement, you retract your hand and try to shove it back into your bag, "this is stupid. sorry."

but before you can, choso reaches over, clasping the box, and in turn, your entire hand.

accidentally, you try to tell yourself, but he still hasn't let go. your brain stops functioning entirely.

"no." he takes the box, looking genuinely surprised. "i haven't."

you blinked.

"i ran out yesterday, actually." he turned the box over. reading the label, "i was planning on getting more after practice." a smile appears. small. grateful. the kind that reaches his eyes. "now i don't have to. thanks, y/n."

your heart does something concerning.

you stare.

speechless.

"you're the best."

oh.

oh no.

you're going to think about that sentence for the next six months.

or the rest of your life.

"...uh."

excellent response.

fantastic.

poetry.

"i..."

your brain is gone.

completely gone. you were ready to get up and start searching for it.

thankfully, however, salvation arrives. the garage door swings open.

satoru and suguru step in, carrying enough snacks in their arms to feed a small army.

"WE BRING OFFERINGS!" satoru announces proudly. then pauses and looks at you, pointing like you're some zoo enclosure, "hey, why is she red?"

you nearly choke.

there has to be an award for having the world's stupidest brother.

masterlist ☆ chapter 1

syn. you've had a crush on your big brother's friend and bandmate, choso, since you became best friends with his little brother, yuuji (totally not because his brother's hot. whaaaat who even said that?) in middle school. now, you're all in college, and your feelings have done nothing but grow. you want to confess, but your only barrier is the looming question; does he feel the same way, or is he just being nice because he sees you as a little sister? oh, and even if he does, how would your tremendously protective older brother feel about his baby sister getting with his friend?

cw/tags. rockstar!drummer!stoner!choso x gojo's little sister! reader, college au, 5 yr age gap between cho and reader, 1st+2nd yrs aged up to be college age, mental health/depression, drug usage/addiction (+rehabilitation!!!) gojo is veryyy overprotective of reader, dirty/suggestive humour, kys jokes, implied smut/sex (no written sex scenes). fanart in banner drawn by me!!!

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[darklyperfectsphere]

I’m sorry to break it to you but if you let sanji give you a massage and you two are in a relationship?

your ass is getting groped and if he is not somehow not humping you like a bitch in heat by the end of it something is wrong.

like of COURSE he’s gonna try to a gentlemen about it like duh 🙄 but dat ass tho-

[darklyperfectsphere]

sanji is the type that likes ( LOVES ) it when you baby talk to him

( behind closed and LOCKED doors man has a reputation to up hold…… when he remembers to-)

he loves your tits and doesn’t give a damn how big or small they are, the man has been starving do you honestly think when he FINALLY has a baddie he’s gonna get picky? NO so don’t even worry about it (cuz nami will cut his dick off if he wrongs you in anyway cuz she’s a girl’s girl) anyway call him baby and his ready to take your baby and last name bro he has been WAITING for this moment PLEASE LET HIM TAKE CARE YOU AND YOUR BABIES FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY PLEASE OR HE WILL DIE.

also he will talk to you and only you in a certain voice that only you get to hear behind closed and LOCKED doors…. his baby voice. now, he will only do this when you two have been together for a while and he feels comfortable enough also he’s accent (cuz he has a french accent and if you disagree y’all can go argue with a wall) starts to be more apparent ( I wouldn’t say he has a THICK accent but it’s there when he talks normally)