When A Fanfic Gets To The Smut Too Fast

thinking...... pondering...... meat...... contemplating......

the original image hehehe

nah i'm sorry but there's something about tired bloody and extremely injured men that makes them even more attractive than they already are when they're basically on their deathbed

screw tumblr that makes me post a maximum of 10 photos😮‍💨

i can't be the only who thinks that leave me alone it's the animators' fault

Imagine Shanks saving you from hypothermia

You and Shanks: *get separated from the rest of the crew during a snow storm*

Shanks: *shielding his eyes from the snow and tries to yell over the howling wind* This storm is getting worse, get over here, we need to stick together. I don't want you getting lost!

You: *hears a crack under your feet* what was that!

Shanks: Fuck, we're wandered onto ice! Move very slowly, and grab my hand!

You: *falls through the ice when you reach for his outstretched hand*

Shanks: No! *Dives into the water after you, and pulls you from the icy depths and looks around* damn it, we need to find shelter!

You: Look over there, there's a cabin!

Shanks: Good eyes kid, let's get a moving. *Activates his armament haki, and wades through the snow and carries your frozen form in his arms*

When he gets you through the door

Shanks: *looks down and notices that your lips, nose, and fingertips are starting to get discolored from the cold, and your eyes are unfocused* oi oi, stay with me kid!

You: it's hot *starts to pull off your coat*

Shanks: *jumps into action and throws you onto the couch, and races to get a fire lit, breaking furniture to use as kindling*

You: *has already pulled off almost every article of wet clothing*

Shanks: *pulls his own clothing off and piles the cushions from the couch in front of the fire place* come ere you

You: *slaps his hands away* no it's too hot to cuddle.

Shanks: you little brat, fine, you leave me no other choice. *Fishes through a linen closet and pulls out a bunch of blankets. Most of which he uses to make a little nest, and one he wraps you up in like a burrito, and drags you to to the spot he prepared in front of the fire and gets on top of you. So you are trapped between him and a bunch of pillows.*

You: *struggles against him* Let me go, you big idiot.

Shanks: *gently bites your palm as you press your hand against his face*

You: *yanks your hand away and whines* get off of me you big jerk.

Shanks: I need you to trust me, when I say this really is in your best interest.

You: but

Shanks: Please

You: *sulks* fine

Shanks: atta girl *pulls off your underwear set and throws them over his shoulder as he gets comfortable on top of your shivering form.*

A few hours later

You: *wakes up feeling the drastic and uncomfortable difference between your cold body, and your sweltering surroundings, and opens your eyes in an unfamiliar place* hmm what happened?

Shanks: *lifts his head off your chest and looks down at you* finally awake, huh?

You: captain? Where are we?

Shanks: At an old hunting cabin, you fell through the ice and passed out.

You: what ice?

Shanks The ice of the frozen lake we accidentally stumbled on, but it's nothing to worry about. We'll reunite with the rest of the crew in a few days. They'll actually probably find us first... Anyway, how are you feeling? *Absentmindedly rubs his knuckles against your chest*

You: *gasps did you undress me?!

Shanks: *chuckles* didn't need to, practically couldn't get you to keep them on soon as I started building the fire. But they needed to come off anyway, they were wet, as were mine.

You: *realize what that means and is very self-conscious*

Shanks: *sees right through you.* You have nothing to worry about dear, you're beautiful, and I am not going to do anything without permission, at least nothing beyond keeping you warm.

You: ... You're heavy

Shanks: *snorts* Pouting was not the reaction I was expecting. *Hooks an arm under you and flips the two of you over, so you were resting on his chest.*

Two hours later

Shanks: I'm hungry.

You: I had some rations in pack, they should still be good if they didn't get wet.

Shanks: *slides out from under you and walks over to the couch where your clothes are, unabashed of his nudity.* Sweet, it's dry.

Benn: *bursts through the door* Boss!

Shanks: oh hey buddy

Benn: *sees his nude captain, and you, covering yourself by the fire,* I'm sorry, I'll come back later *slowly closes the door*

You: you're misreading the situation! Shanks go get him.

Shanks: *laughing too hard*

I want Zoro to put me in a mating press ngl

warning: breeding kink

zoro has the biggest breeding kink and does nothing to hide it from you. it shows itself when he comes up behind you and trails his hands along your stomach, almost as if imagining what it’ll feel like when it swells. it shows itself when he casually gropes at your tits and weighs them in his palms. and it shows itself every night when he folds you in half and bullies his fat cock into you.

you just look so pretty beneath him, staring up at him with so much love and devotion, zoro swears he’d cut the moon in half if you asked. he wants to give you everything you could ever want in this life and a couple brats seems like a pretty good start to him.

he doesn’t let you move a muscle, keeping both of your thighs pinned against your chest, tits pressed together in a way that has him fucking into you harder just to watch them bounce with each powerful thrust.

zoro will fuck load after load into your oversensitive cunt, kiss your tears away and keep you plugged up with his cum all night to make sure you don’t spill a drop, one hand resting protectively over your stomach.

Toshinori/All Might headcanons: hands.

Fandom: My Hero Academia

As All Might:

His skin gets a little darker in this form.

His hands look abnormally big compared to yours and he always worries he’s going to hurt you by accident.

He tries to be as gentle as he can while in his hero form, especially when he has to quickly move you somewhere.

Enjoys petting your head. The height difference becomes even more apparent in this form. Besides, he knows it irritates you - but since he is in his hero form, you can’t do him any real harm even when you get truly mad.

Will often make fun of how he can pick you up with one hand.

can actually do that

As Toshinori:

His skin is rough and dry. He sometimes uses moisturizing creams, but often forgets to do so.

Has got a lot of scars - big and smaller ones.

He loves to hold hands and will melt if you start tracing over his knuckles or veins. He finds the gesture soothing and calming his nerves.

He always has neat and short nails, because they irritate him.

His hands are always warm.

Toshinori enjoys touching your bare skin, be it on your hands or cheeks or anywhere else. There is something pure to be so close to someone.

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The look on Thanos’ face when he realizes just how strong Cap actually is!!!

He stabbed himself

roronoa "i could eat a peach for hours” zoro

zoro eats pussy slow. there’s no rush when he kisses his way down your chest and stomach until he’s settled between your thighs, legs thrown over his shoulders. he’s got you worked up and squirming from nothing but a few light touches and you can hear the sharp grin in his voice when he says, “settle down. just wanna get a look at you.”

you can’t call what he does looking though. you could drown in the intensity of zoro’s stare. you think you might be, with how you start to pant the longer it goes on. and the whole while, he doesn’t say a word, breathing in the scent of you and just watching your cunt drool and clench around nothing, all for him.

you’re throbbing by the time he finally gets his mouth on you. he greets your pussy with a broad swipe of his tongue, one long lap that ends with a flick against your clit that has you arching off the bed to chase his mouth. it’s nowhere near enough and he knows it. he throws a burly arm around you and pins your hips down with infuriating ease.

“c’mon baby, don’t fight me,” he says when you try in vain to wiggle out of his hold, “you know i’ll take care of you.”

he plants a chaste kiss on your clit and the sweetness behind the small act melts all the fight out of you, “yeah.”

“say it.”

“you’ll take care of me.”

“that’s right,” he leans in to circle his tongue around your entrance, barely dipping inside before he pulls back again, “always.”

the gravity in that one word, the weight and promise of it, pulls you together, zoro’s hand finding yours and lacing your fingers as he licks his way into you.

you shake and tremble and cry through each orgasm, and zoro is there squeezing your hand for each one and groaning into pussy like the pleasure is his own. it might be. it’s the only way you can explain why he devours you until you’re delirious and sweat-soaked, tugging on his short strands to ask for a reprieve.

your silent plea is granted but even as he’s pulling away, he gets in a few last open mouth kisses to your clit that make you shiver with how sensitive you are. zoro takes it as something else and is by your side between one breath and the next, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you to his broad chest.

“cold?” he asks.

“no,” you say, melting into him as he runs his knuckles down your spine and back up again. you go to reach between his legs but he catches your wrist before you can, “why not?"

“don't worry about it.”

"i wanna make you feel good.”

he brings your hand up to his lips and the gentle kiss he presses to the centre of your palm is paired with a warm puff of laughter and a half-lidded stare that burns you right down to your core, "you have no fucking idea what you do to me."

👀 so anyways

sorry I had to take a sip of water a year and a half ahem ah yes like I was saying rough day chapter 20 will be posted on Sunday March 12 2023 at 9pm est thank you