I Can Be Shaped By More Than The Things That Hurt Me

Pietro tattling to Magneto about Wanda and Vision

Pietro: Daaaaaad, Wanda is dating a robot!

Magneto: Haha, very funny.

Pietro: His name is the Vision and he is an Avenger.

Magneto: ... WANDA!!!

I keep thinking about how your first time with Shanks is so intense you have to beg for a pause when he first sinks in all the way—how you gasp out a wait, fuck— wait and scramble with your fingers grasping for anything to ground you as you struggle to catch your breath with how deep he is within you. And how he stills, his hand finding your own to thread fingers with yours as he dips his head to bury his face in the crook of your shoulder. His scruff brushes against your sweat-slick skin and you jolt from the feel of it, clenching involuntarily and drawing a low curse from soft lips that pant against the curve of your neck. Can’t be doin’ that if you want me to wait, sweet thing, muttered into your ear with a pointed grind of his hips that has a whine hitching in the back of your throat, and your free hand flying up under the loose linen of his shirt to rake nails down his spine in protest. Admittedly it’s a foolish attempt—one that you can’t find it in you to regret, even if it has the emperor foregoing your request and slotting his lips against yours as he sets a rhythm that steals the breath from your lungs.

Can yall believe this is a real panel it’s not even smthn the anime added Oda was like shanks gets ten panels this specific chapter and one of them will be a close-up of him messily spilling booze all over himself like a slut

kinktober ☾ day 3

accidental stimulation ☾ julius novachrono x reader

18 + under the cut

a/n: I had so much trouble writing this bc of the gif... he looks too hot there wtf

"Just two minutes?"

"Julius-"

"Please?"

You couldn't say no to that face; that was always your downfall. It was the way the Wizard King pouted his lips and made himself look as pitiful as possible when he was feeling... clingy, that made you stay. He was too cute.

"Fine..."

Julius grinned, shifting slightly in his seat, glad to ignore his work for a few minutes as you crawled into his lap for a few minutes. You let out a sigh, admittedly enjoying the feeling of his arms around you. However, the moment of serenity was quickly shattered by something...

"Oh- I-" You raised your head at the sound of Julius's voice as you once again shifted, accidentally grinding against his crotch. Julius's cheeks were red, obviously a little embarrassed, but he quickly cleared his throat. "Sorry- you can get off-"

"No..." You smiled to yourself, leaning up to look him in the eye. "You've got me for 2 minutes, remember?"

"...Well," his own mouth curled into a smile to match yours. "I better make good use of those 2 minutes, then."

It didn't take long for you to be pushed beneath his desk, hand tangled gently in your hair. You quickly discovered that he was needier for more than just your touch; the moans that quickly started streaming from his lips as your mouth went to work on his aching cock told you that much. His fingers tightened in your hair, tugging along with your movements.

"God- ah-"

The desperation in his movements was not something you saw often, but you ate it up, pride swelling in your chest as he came undone from your movements. It had been a complete accident, yet now he was melting into complete bliss.

You swallowed thickly, gulping down a few much-needed breaths. You winced at the feeling of his hand, still gripping your hair as he came down from the high. Julius finally released you, but a moment later, you found yourself hoisted up and placed on the edge of the desk. "Hey! Julius-"

His lips immediately crashed into yours, hungrily eating you up. You squirmed, your face heating up, before he finally pulled back. His own cheeks were flushed, his eyes a little drowsy, but you knew what that glint meant.

"Now, I get two minutes with you."

sleepy sex with zoro. thats it that's the entire ask

⛥ﾟ・。 scent

synopsis: zoro wakes up in the mood... and you'd be crazy not to oblige.

cw: nsfw, fluffy fluff, comfort, very sweet, very soft, soft zoro, not much else, pretty tame, bit short but whatevs

a/n: i'm so fuckin lonely </3

Feeling a slight shift beside you, your head stirred, eyes fluttering open to be met by amber rays seeping in through a nearby window.

The sun poured past the thin curtains, bathing you in brilliant morning light as a pair of thick arms tightened firmly around your waist, pulling you flush against a strong chest—which radiated like a damn furnace.

Hint #1 as to what kind of morning this was going to be.

You were pleasantly surprised, seeing as you often didn't wake up next to Zoro.

Usually, he rose with the sun, carefully sliding out your grasp and throwing on a pair of pants for his pre-breakfast workout.

Key word being usually.

Slowly, you shifted your gaze to his sleeping face—his uncharacteristic, softened expression making you smile.

Your thumb gently caressed the curve of his chin, and the return of his usual pout only made your smile widen.

"Mornin'," you yawned, pressing a quick kiss on his nose.

He hummed in response, promptly burying his face in the crook of your neck.

And the two of you stayed like that for a while, you toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck, listening to his shallow breaths.

But it all changed when you suddenly felt his lips at the junction of your neck and shoulder.

He peppered kisses up your jawline, forcing your fingers to pause their ministrations.

"Zo..."

He hummed again, though while continuing his work.

"Zo, honey, what are you doing?"

"Ya smell good."

You scoffed as his mouth moved to your clavicle.

"I just woke up."

"Don't matter... s'turnin' me on."

Suddenly, his mouth was hovering over yours, eyes half-lidded in what you weren't sure was lust or drowsiness.

Not wasting any time, he captured your lips with his, relishing your soft sigh as you melted into his touch.

Smoothly, his tongue swiped across your bottom lip, moving in a languid, almost-dizzying rhythm.

"What's... gotten into you?" you manged between his relentlessness, stomach fluttering as he faintly grinned into your cheek, tugging your bottom lip between his teeth. "Don't you have... to train?"

"In a minute," he grumbled like a fussy child, calloused fingers tracing your inner thigh.

The taunt that rose in your throat didn't even have a chance to get past your lips before he captured them once again with his own, tugging your panties down in one swift motion before tossing them over his shoulder.

Both your chests heaved against each other, his voice groggy as he leaned down to nibble at your neck.

"Ya don't have to do anything to turn me on. Y'know that, right?"

Your breath hitched as he began to spread your growing wetness across your glistening cunt.

"Just lookin' at you's enough."

He began tracing slow, tight circles onto your clit.

"Just touching you."

Finally, he tugged down his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free, already dribbling pre.

God, this man...

"You're so beautiful, Zo," you hummed, tracing the vein that runs down his shaft.

He scoffed, but the faint tinge of red dusting his cheeks told you all you needed to know.

Flashing a lazy grin, you slowly straddled him, carefully lining him up before sinking down with a soft mewl.

Reverently, his hands slid up your legs, running over your calves and thighs until they could finally rest at the flesh of your hips, which began to lusciously roll.

At the movement, Zoro let out a deep groan, rutting up into you from his place on the bed as you set a slow but firm pace, leaving you both breathless.

Sitting up, he lifted your shirt off your head, allowing you to toss your arms over his shoulders and pull him closer as he latched onto one of your nipples.

He swirled the bud until it peaked on his tongue, before switching off to give the other the same attention, his free hand sliding down to knead your ass in his large palm.

It felt like he was everywhere.

Under your skin... in your stomach... buried in the pulsing muscle in your chest.

Overwhelmed with feeling, you leaned down to plant a harsh bite on his neck, an uncharacteristically lewd moan managing to fly past his lips.

Without hesitation, he flipped you both over, carefully sliding back into you as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

With a few more deep thrusts, you both released at the same time, his face smushing into your neck to inhale more of your scent—and muffle another one of his moans.

Letting out a chuckle, you smoothed back a few hairs that stuck to his dewy forehead, peppering feather-light kisses across his hairline.

"I love you," you both muttered at the same time.

Pausing a moment, you scrunched your nose, the swordsman rolling his eyes.

Corny.

Hooking his arm under your back, he carefully pulled his cock from your heat, taking a moment to admire the glistening, sun-dappled image before him before scooping you up in his arms.

"Gonna finish this up in the shower, yeah?" he asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest with slightly wide eyes.

'Who is this man and what has he done with Zoro?'

But, since he was in such good spirits, you decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Lead the way."

Room for Two?

Summary: It's your night to keep watch up in the crows nest, and you're missing a certain swordsman. Luckily, Zoro misses you too.

Pairing: OPLA!Zoro Roronoa x F!Reader

Word Count: 870

A/N: Another fluff piece for my 'This is the Beginning' series! I had a dream about this scenario so I knew I had to write it, lol. Hope you enjoy!

You don't have to read the series, but if you'd like to, you can find it here!

It's a strangely quiet night on the Going Merry.

It seemed the rest of your crew was tired from the adventures of the day and had gone to bed earlier than normal. Though it was well past sun down when everyone had fallen asleep, it was still earlier than normal.

You, however, were still wide awake. It was your night to keep watch, so sat up in the crows nest, you were bundled up in a warm blanket to fight the night chill and staring up at the stars dancing across the nights sky. You'd ask Sanji to prepare you some coffee and food for the night, knowing it'd be the only thing that would keep you awake and the cook hadn't hesitated to oblidge.

There was something serene about being up at the crows nest, in the middle of the night, when everyone else was asleep. You were forever grateful for the day Luffy, Zoro and Nami had rescued you from Buggy's crew but the crew, now with two more people, were definitely a rowdy bunch.

There wasn't often a moment of quiet or calm on the Going Merry. You wouldn't trade that for anything. You relished in the constant that was the Strawhat Crew and it held the loneliness you've felt your entire life at bay.

But, nights like these, when you knew that come morning everything would return to normal, the peace was nice. Nice in the way that you got to experience it rather then be asleep. Watch nights were long, often spent trying to fight sleep and boredom, but there was something serene about them all the same.

Though, you guessed, if there was one complaint, it would be you wished there was a certain green-haired swordsman to keep you company.

You kept that wish to yourself, knowing it would be incredibly selfish of you to tear his sleep away from him because you wanted more alone time with him. He hadn't ever asked that of you on his nights--truthfully, you didn't know if he even returned the same wish.

And honestly, most nights, you got by on your own fine.

It was harder some nights, though.

Inhaling sharply, you pull your blanket tighter around yourself, trying to get as comfortable as you could in the cramped space that was the crows nest. You're in the midst of fluffling the pillow you were using as a seat when you hear a noise.

It gives you pause, body stilling, as you stop to listen for more.

Sure enough, a second later, another thud follows. And then another. It continues, until the noise gets close enough you can discern it as footsteps.

Frowning, you sit up, poking your head over the edge of the crows nest and glance down, only to see Zoro staring up at you. Relief that it was an attack of any sorts, your face twists in confusion at the sight of him.

"Zoro?" You call in a hushed yell, trying to be careful not to wake up at the others. "What're you doing up?"

Zoro, in typical Zoro fashion, chooses not to answer you. Instead, he calls up; "make room. I'm heading up." And doesn't leave any room for argument as he begins to climb up the ladder.

Baffled, you shuffle away from the entrance, moving to make what little room there is for him. It takes Zoro no more than a minute to make it to the top of the crows nest, his head popping up first before he slides into the spot next to you.

Letting the door fall shut, Zoro settles back against the crows nest.

You continue to stare at him.

"What?" He asks.

You huff, "what're you doing here? More importantly, why are you awake?"

Zoro shrugs, crossing his arms over his chest. "I couldn't sleep."

"I highly doubt that," you snort. Zoro? Not able to sleep? The day that happened, you'd think you were dreaming.

Letting out a small chuckle, Zoro shakes his head. "Didn't like you being up here alone." He admits, voice low as he meets your gaze. "So I came to keep you company."

Heart fluttering at his words, your face softens. "This isn't my first time keeping watch, Zoro."

"I know," he nods. "Still, we stopped for the night earlier than we normally do. And you looked disappointed when everyone went off."

A smile curls onto your lips at his concern. Even if he won't outright say it, the meaning behind Zoro's words is obvious enough. You hadn't even known he'd seen you make that face.

So, heart warm at his care for you, you choose to not argue anymore. Zoro didn't do anything he didn't want to do, and you'd just been thinking about how much you missed your swordsman.

You were going to take advantage of the fact he was here.

Shifting, you move so you're next to him, slipping your hands into his as he watches you with curiosity. He lets you move his arm, settling it around your shoulders and, having caught on to what you wanted, he tucks you into his side. You drape the blanket around the both of you, letting your head fall against his chest.

"You can still sleep, Zoro," you mumble, staring up at the sky. "I'm happy just having you here."

"Nah," he breathes, squeezing your shoulder. "I wanna spend this time with you awake."

Thranduil appreciation post!

*I do not own the image*

“I’m that hopless romantic with a sex drive through the roof typa person.”

— c. z.

The best stuff in FASA’s 1988 Star Trek: Next Generation Officer’s Manual was about Mr Data.

look, I know we all fantasize and drool and thirst over Mando, but let’s face facts: the dude is not rough whatsoever when it comes to intimacy of any kind.

he hasn’t shown his face since he was a CHILD. even if, for argument’s sake, he’s had some affairs and kept the helmet on during, the years spent as a bounty hunter and as part of the Mandalore made him an introvert. it’s clear in the way he speaks, the way he moves often times, his body language. when he’s not fighting, he’s hesitant, timid, unfamiliar with other human touches that don’t mean him harm.

I strongly believe he’d be, if not inexperienced, definitely shy, touch-starved and gentle. he runs and fights and shoots and kills almost on a daily basis and you expect him to behave the same in private? nahhh, he wants peace and quiet, actual intimacy, slow movements and kindness, gentle touches, pacing himself.

I say rights for romantic and gentle Mando 2020