I Hate You So Much I Need To Be A Part Of You

Too Cool For Me

bartolomeo x strawhat!reader

he worships every strawhat… except for you

a/n: I didn't mean to post this today but it's too late now... ugh dumb me

words count: 1.3k

tags: misunderstandings, idiots in love, romance, comedy

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

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The first time Bartolomeo meets the Straw Hat crew in person, it’s everything he ever dreamed of.

“Straw Hat-senpaiiiiii!!!” He falls to his knees, tears streaming, hands clasped in pure, unfiltered reverence “I-I’m not worthy to stand in your presence!!”

Luffy laughs, delighted by the over thetop reaction “You’re funny, Barto! Let’s go eat!”

Bartolomeo practically ascends to another plane of existence.

One by one, he fawns over each of your crewmates “Zoro-senpai! Your badassery knows no bounds!!” “Nami-senpai! A goddess of the sea itself!!” “Usopp-senpai, your legendary tales are the stuff of history!!” Even Brook gets a full five-minute monologue about his status as a rock star and a living legend.

And then he gets to you.

Or rather... he doesn’t.

Bartolomeo barely spares you a glance. No tears, no fangirling, not even a comment. Just a stiff nod before turning back to Franky and screaming about how “SUPER” he is.

At first, you think nothing of it. Maybe he doesn’t know as much about you. Not everyone gets the spotlight in every newspaper. But as time passes and Bartolomeo keeps ignoring you, doubt creeps in.

You watch how he interacts with the others, clinging to Luffy like he’s the second coming of the Pirate King (which, fair okay), showering Sanji in praise for his “divine cooking”, even giving Chopper one of those ridiculous “senpai” speeches. But when it comes to you? It’s like you barely exist.

“Hey, Barto” you try to start a conversation one evening. He flinches like you just threw a punch “How long have you had your Devil Fruit?”

“Huh?” He blinks at you, then shrugs, suddenly aloof “Dunno. Long time.”

“…Right.” You shift awkwardly “I ate mine when I was a kid. The—”

“Ah, crap, gotta go! Luffy-senpai might need a drink!” and he bolts before you can say another word.

Your Devil Fruit ability, one that allows you to manipulate gravity in a small radius, suddenly feels useless. Not cool enough. Not impressive enough. You’re not impressive enough.

Days pass, and it only gets worse. Bartolomeo is the loudest person on the ship, yet somehow, he speaks the least around you. He acts like you’re just… there. The way he hypes up the others makes it glaringly obvious that he doesn’t think you’re at their level. Maybe he doesn’t even think you deserve to be a Strawhat.

“Yo” Zoro drops next to you while you sit at the edge of the Sunny, staring at the ocean “You’re sulking.”

You snort “I don’t sulk.”

He gives you a look.

You sigh “It’s Bartolomeo. He never talks to me. Barely looks at me. It’s like I don’t measure up to the rest of you.”

Zoro raises a brow “You actually care what that guy thinks?”

“No!” You pause “…Maybe. It’s just weird. Like, I know I’m not as legendary as you guys, but I thought I at least mattered, just a little bit. Now I’m not so sure...”

“Tch.” Zoro leans back, arms crossed “You’re an idiot.”

“Wow, thanks.”

He jerks his chin toward the other side of the ship. You follow his gaze and freeze.

Bartolomeo is watching you.

Not just watching.... he's actually staring. Jaw clenched, fingers digging into his arms, looking like he’s barely holding himself together. The second your eyes meet, he panics and whirls away, nearly tripping over himself as he rushes below deck.

Zoro smirks “Idiot.”

Realization crashes over you.

Bartolomeo doesn’t ignore you because he thinks you’re uncool.

He ignores you because he thinks you’re too cool. And now, you have a plan.

The next morning, you corner Bartolomeo before he can escape “Oi” you step into his path, crossing your arms “Are you avoiding me?”

“N-no! What? Pfft, no way!” His voice jumps an octave, and he won’t meet your gaze.

You smirk “Really? ‘Cause it kinda seems like you are.”

“I... I just...” He grits his teeth, then groans, dragging his hands through his hair “Ugh! Fine! I am avoiding you!”

You tilt your head “Why?”

Bartolomeo groans again, this time slumping dramatically against the mast like you’re physically torturing him “Because you’re—so—damn—cool!!” He throws his hands in the air “Like, I saw you in the papers and thought, ‘Damn, this one’s gonna be strong.’ But then I met you and you’re not just strong, you’re awesome! The way you fight, the way you talk, your Devil Fruit—it’s all so—gah!!” He grips his head “And I... I get nervous! I don’t get nervous! But around you, I feel like a dumbass, and I don’t wanna say something stupid and make you think I’m lame!”

Silence.

Then you laugh.

Bartolomeo’s face turns bright red “Oi! What’s so funny?!”

“You! You’ve been acting like I’m nothing special this whole time because you’re nervous?” You grin “Dude, I thought you hated me.”

His eyes go wide “What?! NO! Never!! You’re...” He grabs your shoulders, shaking you slightly “You’re amazing! I could never hate you! I’m just a dumbass who doesn’t know how to act around someone that cool!!”

You blink “Wow. That’s… actually really sweet.”

Bartolomeo freezes, realization hitting him like a truck. He just admitted all of that out loud. To you.

He promptly screams, lets go of you, and sprints away at full speed.

You watch him go, shaking your head “Idiot.”

But this time, you’re smiling.

Bartolomeo avoids you even harder after his accidental confession, but this time, it’s not because he doesn’t know how to act, instead it’s because he’s utterly convinced there’s no way you could ever return his feelings. To him, you’re like an untouchable star, way out of his league. Just being near you makes his heart feel like it’s about to explode.

And you? You’re getting really tired of this his nonsense.

The entire crew notices. Luffy, as oblivious as ever, just assumes Bartolomeo is naturally weird. Sanji is too busy trying to flirt with Nami and Robin to care. But Zoro? Zoro is actively annoyed.

“For fuck’s sake,” he grumbles one night, sitting next to you while Bartolomeo pretends to be fascinated by a wall on the other side of the ship “Are you seriously just gonna let him keep running?”

You scowl “Of course not.”

“Good. Because it's annoying to watch.”

It takes another day before you get him alone. You corner him in the storage room, blocking the only exit with a casual lean against the doorframe “Alright, enough of this.”

Bartolomeo stiffens like he’s been caught committing a crime “E-enough of what? Haha! I don’t know what you’re talking about—”

“You’re avoiding me again.”

“I’m n-not—”

You step closer. He steps back. His face is redder than ever “Barto.”

His breath hitches “Y-yeah?”

You smirk “For someone who thinks I’m so cool, you sure keep running away from me.”

His brain short-circuits “I—uh—I—”

“Why?”

He looks away, gripping his jacket like it’s the only thing keeping him standing “Because someone like you… you could never…” he swallows hard “You deserve someone better.”

Your expression softens “That’s what you think?”

He nods “Yeah. Like Zoro-senpai... he—he takes good care of you.”

You sigh, then grab his hand. He jolts like you just shocked him with a lightning bolt.

“Barto, you dumbass,” you say fondly “If I didn’t like you back, I wouldn’t even be standing here.”

His jaw drops. He blinks once. Twice.

Then... “EH?!?!”

You grin “Took you long enough.”

Bartolomeo malfunctions entirely. His knees wobble, his face somehow gets redder, and he looks two seconds away from passing out “B-but—but I—I—”

You roll your eyes before pulling him down by the collar and pressing a kiss to his lips.

For one terrifying second, you think he actually did pass out. But then his hands snap up, gripping your waist like he’s afraid you’ll vanish. The kiss is messy, desperate, and so incredibly Bartolomeo that you can’t help but smile against his lips.

When you finally pull back, his eyes are wide with disbelief “Holy shit.”

You chuckle “Well, yeah.”

Then he promptly screams, lifting you into the air and spinning you around in sheer joy “I’M THE LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE!!!”

Somewhere outside, you hear Zoro groan, “Finally.”

Bartolomeo ignores him, holding you close like you’re the greatest treasure he’s ever found. And to him? You absolutely are.

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ੈ✩‧₊˚Donnie x Reader 💜

ੈ✩‧₊˚cuss warning!

ੈ✩‧₊˚Donnie loves to talk about his inventions! Everyone knows that. So when he gets near the reader, why does he get so quiet? Anyone sniffing out some 2018 glmm? Many adventures indeed, some easy while others aren't.

Something had been off about Donnie. You weren't sure why, but everytime you walked in the room his face would turn slightly red, and he would start mumbling in the middle of his science rants. If you had made a move to stand 6 feet from him, he would either find somewhere else to sit, or he would leave the room. The weird part was, you and Donnie were besties. He would let you into his lab, you ask him about his day, and sometimes he would even let you help on the small parts of inventions! 

Nowadays he avoids you, every time you walk in his lab he stays quiet the whole time. One day even went as far as ignoring you the whole time at the lair. When you asked about it, his face got red, he looked to the side, and walked away slowly. At first you thought nothing of it, maybe you got a bit close to Donnie and he needed space, but this has been going on for almost half a year. The only words you guys occasionally share are "Hey", "greetings", and "see you later". And don't get me started on texting.

"Is he angry at me? If so, he needs to let me know…what's going on Dee?" I asked as I was laying down on my bed, the room decorated with bits and pieces of sewer decor from the turtles. Mikey and Leo would show up and give me small rocks, chunks of cool shaped metals, and vintage or rare items that were once lost. To put it simply, my whole room looked like a garage for a mini hoarder. 

My phone fell on my face for the umpteenth time, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be bruised by now.

As soon as I sat up, I got a text from the team's group chat. I think I'm their getaway, and sometimes last resort to things because I don't join missions often. Which is fine with me, I have school and exams for the end of the year.

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@ifeedustraws-

@ifeedustraws!!

dude [name]

hey you gotta come over!

ITS DONNIE

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I honestly hope he's breathing

I can never tell what u guys do

I'll be there in abt 10

ieathestraws

hurry!!

Dee is not okay 😥

As Mikey was the last to respond, I closed my phone and grabbed my shoes and hurried behind my apartment. I lift the cover and look away, needing a few moments before the stench went back into my nose. I jumped into the sewers, already regretting it as gunk splashed onto my legs. I gag aggressively, this shit is chunky and slimy as fuck. No matter how many times I jump in, I will still never get used to it. I get out of the weird stuff, and run on the side, rushing to the lair.

I'm so glad I memorized the way from the house to the lair, or I would've been lost by now. I see fairy lights as I approach the turtle's home, no one seems to be in the main atrium. Infact, the whole place seems to be empty, except for Donnie's lab. I huff heavily and groan at the thought of having to climb after running.

I climb up to the second floor and walk towards the purple doors. Me not running, and not doing the pacer test has put a strain on me. I stood up straight and fixed my hair, along with my clothes, and took a deep breath before knocking.

"Hey guys? You in there, you said that something's wrong with Donnie?" I called out, a few beats of silence before the door suddenly opened. I was instantly dragged into the room of tech, purple and blue lights tinting everything inside. Turns out, it was Mikey who grabbed me. He looked panicked as we went towards Donnie's computer.

"Leo said something about you taking too long? And then Raph went after him, April is busy right now, and you know Dad…" Mikey explained as he shoved me to the screen. Looking closely, you could see a sprite of Donnie going in circles, like it was a loading screen.

"Donnie making a game of himself is normal, what's wrong?" I was starting to get impatient, if this was a prank I'm beating that turtle's ass.

"That's the problem! That IS Donnie!! We went to Mystic City, and Donnie bought this sketchy game called- i-don't know! it's these weird symbols!" He showed the case of the game, me only noticing now that his hands were shaking. '⚐☠☜ 💧☟⚐❄' was plastered along the screen.

"One shit?" I said aloud, the language confusing me. My hands were on my hips now, deadpanning at Mikey. Now this is just getting annoying.

"Huh? you can read it?"

"Of course, as a former Undertale fan, that font is called wingdings. That's not the point though, where is Donnie so I can shove this shi up-"

"B-but [name]! Donnie is in the game. I'm serious! He went in after he pressed start! Or enter? I DON'T KNOW!! I just want my brother back." He started crying, grabbing my legs and sobbing into my knees.

"hush sweet child, I'll get him out" I say, nearing my hand to the keyboard, struggling to stand because of Mikey's grip.

"[name]? what are you-waitwaitwait-Dont- NOO!" It was too late, as I had already tripped over, pressing the button. My body started to pixelate and slowly fade. Is this Jumanji? IM GONNA FUCKIN DIE-

"MIKEY GO TO YOUR BROTHERS, HURRY DUDE!!"As if the game had heard me, my body started fading faster, making me panic. Mikey went to go to the door, only to be blasted back by Raph and Leo.

"[NAME]? ARE YOU- oh shit"

"MIKEY WHY DIDN'T YOU WARN THEM?"

"I DI-"

As a last attempt for survival, yelled, "LEO LIKES DIii-" Cutting me off as my mouth was the last to fade away.

"Leo likes WHAT?" A gruff and deep voice said, before my environment changed a lot.

This was the last thing I heard, before I myself going in a vertical circle. Weirdly, it didn't make me dizzy, in fact it calmed me down. I then saw all white, before flashes of color spread all around me,

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GAME LOADING...

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to be continued...

Hey there! I hope you’re doing well! I was kinda thinking if maybe you could write a lil something with Bartolomeo✌🏻He’s just so cute and funny looking and I love him very much😻I was thinking maybe something with a strawhat reader who actually happens to be a fan of Bartolomeo and has a crush on him. And maybe rooster head also has this massive obsession with her cause she’s his favorite and fell in love with her the first time he saw her. Just maybe something cute. Thank You!

Hello, sorry for the long wait, as said previously I was busy with exams but am done now. Your suggestion was very cute to write so I hope you enjoy it

Warnings/Tags:

Female reader

Dressrosa/beginning of Zou spoilers

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Narrator POV

The strawhats... Oh how they were just perfect in Bartolomeo's eyes. Ever since that day in Logue town he'd been obsessed with them! Following every one of their adventures and obsessing over each one. But there was one that he loved more than all, one that actually passed his love for Luffy (by only a small bit of course) and that was, you.

There was just something special about you that charmed Bartolomeo to become obsessed with you more than the others. You were so sweet, but so wild too, even a bit more violent than the others, and that just made him fall hard. Once the word that Doflamingo had the flame flame fruit that previously belonged to Luffy’s brother Ace, Bartolomeo knew he had to win it so he could bring it to the Strawhats to win Luffy's praise, and maybe even get yours...

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Bartolomeo POV

Right now I was helping defending Robin Senpai against Doflamingos men when someone came flying towards me, I didn't care too much but the outline of the person falling seemed too familiar, so I caught them and oh boy... It was... You. You were injured now laying in my arms, I just froze in place, my heart racing and my body heating up. You stirred and looked up at me, and you seemed, reassured. "Hey, you're Bartolomeo the cannibal, right?" Oh god she knows who I am... "Luffy told me you're a big fan of us, that's cool because I actually really like you too" Oh my god, she likes me?? "I've been a big fan of your stuff, I like seeing what you're getting up to when I see you in the newspaper" Oh my God... She's... She's a fan of mine! This is too much for me to handle! I can feel my body shaking and heating up! This si so overwhelming!!! "I actually think you're kinda cute..."

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHOHMYGODMYSENPAILIKESMEBACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I shouted out, making everyone look back at me in confusion. I was sobbing at this point. M-my favorite Strawhat, they think I'm cute! They like me! God, this is so much more than I could ever ask for!!! I swear, my sweet Senpai, I will defend you with my life! I am undeserving of your grace but I am eternally thankful for you appreciation!

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Bartolomeo did not put you down, making sure you wet safe. It was only when he fought against Gladius that he put you down to safety. And once that was taken care of you were quick to make sure he was okay and healed up, which he loved so much, being pampered and taken care of by you. And during the days of rest, you two got closer and he couldn't ask for anything more than to get close to you.

Now, you and the others were on Bartolomeos ship, heading for Zou to meet up with Nami, Sanji, Chopper and Brook. Barto had been following you around like a lost puppy, he knew you'd be leaving with the others soon and he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. And when the time came for you all to leave, Bartolomeo was crying and clinging to you, not wanting you to leave. "Barto, I have to go..." you said softly while running your hand through his hair, "PLEASE! Just a minute longer... I'm gonna miss you so much!!" he cried out, "Oh don't say that, we'll definitely see each other again, our crews are friends now, it'd be a shame to just not see you again." "But when will I see you again!?" "Well probably in the newspapers, but, if you're ever in trouble, I promise we'll come as soon as we can to help. And if the crew can't come, then I'll come for you myself~" he was all red again, all flustered because of your kindness and love towards him, "R-Really? You'd do that for me???" He asked, his eyes sparkling. You leaned down and gave him a quick but tender kiss on the lips, "Yes, I'd do anything to come and save you~" He was frozen. You... You kissed him! Not only that but on the lips! He just collapsed unconscious in your arms, bus crew helped him to lay down and he just lay unconscious with his face all red and his expression completely lovestruck. You chuckled at his reaction and kissed him on the forehead before leaving with the rest of the crew.

Bartolomeo was now filled with determination, he would see you again, and he'd get you to kiss him like that again! He will see you again, and nothing was going to stop him.

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A short sweet one for now. But I've got one more request to do, so I'll be back very soon, see ya.

Kelly🐸

oh... que rico por dios

Breathing Underwater

2023 MONSTER FUCKTOBER October 15th

❀ Merman Sanji x F!Reader ❀

❀ N.SFW ❀ 5.8k Words ❀ ❀ Monster Boyfriend AU ❀ ❀ 2023 MONSTER FUCKOTBER Masterlist

❀ Author's Note:

I'm feeling it Mr. Krabs...

BUT I AM LIVING IT!

I made sure that today was a Sanji day for @sunshineting's birthday today! Happy birthday love! Hope you enjoy minor horror/Merman content!

This was another one that evolved *very* differently from what I originally intended, and, as a lot of people saw in yesterday's story, is apart of a bigger universe. I like relating some of these stories together that aren't getting more than one part, it's fun to give you guys little Easter Eggs to find 💖

Again, if I start to fall behind, please know that the stories will all post. These will all get done.

PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING

❀ As a marine biologist, you travel out to a new research base on a remote island, then find yourself falling for the handsome cook you get close to. After nearly drowning in a storm, he saves your life to reveal to you he is in fact a Merman. However, he is confused, you have had this conversation before...

❀ CW: mild horror elements, TWO DICKS :D, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, handjob, creampie.

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You had arrived at the research facility on the remote island earlier in the morning, greeted by Dr. Jinbe, a tall, heavier-set man with a rather hefty underbite. He was covered in tribal tattoos, as he was a native of the archipelago now being studied for conservation purposes. There were many natural reefs and numerous fish and animals that migrated to and from, almost listing the area as a natural wonder.

Dr. Jinbe gave you a tour, it was a pretty standard basic layout. The lodgings were more traditional huts, as were the docks, but the labs were retrofit storage containers recycled and made into buildings. The mess hall was a strange mix between the modern storage containers and the traditional buildings of the area, and Jinbe slapped you on the shoulder as he laughed.

“This is where everyone comes to unwind.” He motioned around the space, “There are only about fifteen researchers at the moment, but this is the only place big enough for meetings and announcements. Breakfast starts at 0530 and is served until 0900, lunch 1130 to 1320, and the dinner bell is at 1800 until nothing’s left. But my nephew keeps everyone pretty well-fed,” the jovial man looks across the room to a tall, blond man who looks like he was taking something out of an oven in the open kitchen, placing it on a cooling rack on the counter, “Ah, just in time. Fresh muffins.”

Leading you over to the serving bar that separated the kitchen space from the rest of the mess hall, the strong smell of baked bananas with spices filled your senses. Dr. Jinbe leaned across the counter to grab a muffin directly out of the tin, tossing it back and forth between his hands and making noises as he mumbled, “Hot! Hot! Hot!”

The blond man behind the counter in the kitchen turned to glare at him slightly, cocking a strangely curled eyebrow, “How many times do I have to tell you to wait, Uncle Ji?”

“What’s the point in that, little bubble?” Jinbe laughed richly, finally putting the muffin on the counter while blowing on his hands, now a slight red color, “Wanted to get mine now before they were all gone.” He was met with an eye roll from the cook.

You giggled at their exchange, bringing the cook’s attention right to you. He blushed deeply and smiled brightly, ready to introduce himself as you repeated, “Little bubble.”

The blond man looked crushed, as if his body turned to stone and began to crack. Dr. Jinbe laughed loudly, moving to the other side into the kitchen to pat the man rather harshly on the back, “Come on now, bubble. Chin up. This is our newest member for the time, Dr. Y/N,” he motioned to you and then looked to you with his big, toothy grin, “Y/N, this is my nephew, Sanji. Our previous cook retired, and he stepped in to take care of us, but it took a lot for my brother-in-law to give him up from that fancy little hotel he worked at.”

“Not a hotel,” Sanji’s body lurched forward, being slapped on the back so harshly, “It’s the Foxtail Inn. Besides, my old man roped Thatch in. He’s not that put out.”

It was already hard to not smile in the presence of your fellow doctor, but something about the two of them together caused you to grin ear to ear. You caught Sanji watching you, smirking with a shade of pink to his cheeks as you waved slightly to him, “It’s nice to meet you, Sanji. I look forward to your meals.”

Sanji moved around the counter to stand before you, taking your hand in his, “The pleasure is all mine, ma dulcinée. Would you care for a muffin?” He offered you the muffin Dr. Jinbe had already taken from the pan, no longer too hot to handle, causing the man to scoff loudly about how that was his muffin, put it back.

The rest of the research team was just as welcoming and friendly, making the work and schedule much easier to work with. You specialized in sharks, but with all the biodiversity and activity in the reefs, you felt like every day was a new discovery. It was great to work with others who were happy and excited about their research, a huge change from the location you used to work at. There were a few rules to always follow: No solo dives, always keep a radio on you at all times, and specimen names come from the name jar. Yes, there were far more complicated rules than that, but those were the ones everyone followed and stressed. The last was not your favorite, as when you tagged thrasher shark 312, you had to name it Herman.

Day in and day out, the general routines were mundane, but the comradery of those around you and the enthusiasm for the work made it worth it. All of the good food was a bonus. For a semi-remote research facility on the fringe of civilization, Sanji managed to keep a well stocked kitchen and made use of any and all supplies he got. Nothing went to waste on his watch and it kept all the meals interesting, and bellies full. You constantly joked with the cook that you may have actually been gaining weight on the job for once, which he replied with how you still looked prettier than the sunset anyway.

Sanji always had a way with words when it came to the female researchers. There weren’t many of you, and while the others always rolled their eyes at him, he made you laugh. You found him charming in his own way, but you had learned a long time ago to not mix business with pleasure when working out so remotely. Things never really worked out that well, as you had experienced firsthand yourself, but were also aware of how quickly STDs could travel around the facility if you weren’t careful.

Still, Sanji’s flirting was usually just sugarcoated words, flowery descriptions of your face in comparison to beautiful objects, and words that you were pretty sure were French. He would often hold your hand while saying these things, or give you and the other female researchers a larger portion of dessert than he would the men. Sometimes it would spark arguments, but when the cook would threaten to take away their ability to get seconds, that would usually shut down any griping. It was harmless in the end, and it mostly just left the men laughing with Sanji later about what a hound dog he was during smoke breaks.

It still did not stop you from looking at him as well. You often found yourself sitting in the kitchen with him early in the mornings as you tried to wake up, watching him cook breakfast for everyone alone. He hummed as he cooked, enjoying his work just as much as you enjoyed yours. Sanji was a delight to be around, though some of that was your kindling crush you poorly attempted to keep at bay, but his passion for food and creation also kept your attention. The two of you became closer over time, talking with him about your work as he discussed new recipes and ideas with you.

Some months into your stay, you and a few of the other researchers had gone out to track the migration patterns of different fish to compare to last years’ data to now. However, when you resurfaced, you found the boat gone, your radio not connecting, and your tank low on oxygen. The swim was far, but you were an experienced swimmer and diver. You could totally make it.

Until you couldn’t.

As if things couldn’t have been worse, the tropical storm the facility had been tracking to not make landfall until tomorrow moved faster, and you were struggling against the swell of waves that it was bringing in with it. You tried your best to keep your head above the water, feeling as though you were swimming in place. No matter how hard you swam, the land seemed further and further away.

Your arms ached, your legs screamed. Every muscle and joint in your body burned. Panic set in, breathing in seawater with nearly every breath, spending just as much energy coughing it out as you were trying to stay afloat.

This couldn’t be the end.

This can’t be the end.

As your body gave out and you began sink further down, you could see the flashes of lightning above the surface of the water. The churning and crashing waves made the lights dance as the last of the air from your lungs left your mouth, vision fading as you watched them float to the surface.

You barely made out the hand reaching for you when you closed your eyes, feeling nothing as it wrapped around your wrist.

When you woke to the warmth on of the sun on your face, you could barely remember what had happened. The feeling slowly came back to the surface of your skin over your body as you heard a man humming next to you. His voice was far too familiar for you to not recognize Sanji, feel his arms wrapped around you. Everything felt wet, yet his embrace was warm, petting your hair as his voice shook. He sounded worried, scared even. You opened your mouth to speak, only to breathe out what felt like half of the ocean.

Sanji sat up, holding your face in his hands, “Y/N!? Oh thank god!” and hugged you again, and you coughed and sputtered more. He pulled away, giving you some space to breathe, “Are you hurt? Do you feel any pain?”

As you tried to gain the air back in your lungs, you nodded. Your nerves began to all light up at once, signaling to your brain just how tired and worn out your whole body was from your near-death experience. The sun was far too bright, making it hard for your eyes to focus. Looking to Sanji, you attempted to focus in on his face, unable to move much else with how horribly your body was treating you.

“Ev-everything… hurts…” you panted, keeping one eye closed just to try and look at him. The full feeling of your arms came back first, able to slightly move one just enough to block the sun with your hand, “H… how… long was I out?”

Sanji touched your face, his becoming more detailed in your vision. His blond hair was wet and dripping, sticking to his forehead, parting just at one of his curly eyebrows. There were light blue scales that shimmered through the sand stuck to his face, and his ears looked like fins. You could feel your face contorting in confusion as you looked into his usually bright blue eyes that were now larger, and black around the irises.

“Not even an hour,” as he spoke, you could see the sharpness of his teeth, like that of a shark’s—you should know, you studied them enough— “The storm moved in alarmingly fast, but as soon as we came to shore, it dissipated. No idea why, but I’m sure we can find out once we get back.” He must not have noticed you staring, fixated on his face as he brushed your hair out of yours, “What were you doing out there like that, Y/N? You know better than to go out alone.”

“I… I was left. When I surfaced, the boat was gone.” Your breathing had finally started to level out, though still ragged, “But, um… Sanji?”

“Yeah?”

Lifting your head a bit, you looked at him closer, then moved your eyes down the rest of his body, looking him overly slowly as you took in his bare chest with a smattering of the same blue scales around his face, down to the long fish tail where his legs should have been.

“You’re a fish.”

“That’s racist.”

“You have a fin. Multiple fins. Fins.”

“How else could I get to you so quickly?” he looked to his lower half, wiggling it about before looking back to you quickly, “You’ve seen it before.”

Your eyes went wide, slowly attempting to sit up, “I am pretty sure I would remember you being a Mermaid. I died in that storm, didn’t I? Like… this has to be a dream of some sort.”

“MerMAN,” he glared, then suddenly Sanji looked at you confused, “Uh… wait. So we didn’t go on that walk last week?”

“What walk, Sanji?” weakly, you threw your arms up in response, “What day last week?”

His face dropped, and so did the fins, “Last Tuesday! We walked on the beach. You told me you liked me. I told you my secret. We made out…” his eyes averted from yours, a pink hue across his face that really made his scales stand out more. Rubbing the back of his neck, he turned his head away, coughing a little himself in his embarrassment, “Did you hit your head on something in the storm? How could you not remember?”

Last Tuesday evening you were with one of the night teams with the ship and submersible studying the night states of some of the coral. Sanji packed the team a dinner on the ship and most of you slept out there in shifts. You did not return until morning. Who the heck did Sanji talk to?

“Sanji,” you placed a firm hand on his shoulder—or at least as firm as you could in your current condition, “I wasn’t even here at the base last Tuesday. And if I had told you I liked you and kissed you, don’t you think I would have done more to show you that since then?”

He grit his teeth a bit, fiddling with his hands as he looked down, then up to you sheepishly, “I… know how you feel about relationships on the job. I just figured you didn’t want anyone else to know?” Sanji sounded less sure of himself, his last statement more of a question.

“Wow…” you sighed, falling back on sand, “I knew you were a simp, but this is nearly painful.”

“Hey, come on now.” The blond cook laughed awkwardly, “This isn’t funny, you know.”

“I mean it,” you looked to him again, not getting up from the sand, “While I do like you, Sanji, I would not lie to you when alone about not kissing you. Something isn’t right, and this is making me worried…”

His already large eyes got wider, a soft grin spreading across his face, “Really?”

“Yes, Sanji, why would I lie about that if it happened? Someone is impersonating me and toying with you! This could be a problem—”

“No,” the Merman leaned directly over you, “You said you liked me.”

Now that you could feel all of your body again, you felt a heat coursing through you. While you had said it, you also did not realize you had said it. Your heart raced in in your chest as Sanji put his face closer, realizing how much bigger he was in this Merman form of himself. He smelled of salt and sea, but not the unpleasant fish smell you may have been expecting, and you swore you still smelled his cologne he always wore.

“I guess I did,” you giggled, half of you screaming about not getting involved romantically with someone you worked closely with, the other half arguing that he wasn’t a part of the research teams, and it had been so long since you allowed yourself some romantic comforts. Plus, he was so cute and this whole Merman thing was fascinating.

Sanji gently pressed his lips against yours, and you did not resist him, pressing yours back against his. Slowly, his soft kisses began to ignite with heat, forgetting that his teeth were so sharp as you never felt them with your tongues pressing into each other’s mouths. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, feeling his dorsal fin that started at his neck and ran down his spine, pressing flat under your your hand.

You broke the kiss, both of you smiling and giggling as you looked him over again, “Okay, so are we going to talk about the fact you’re a Merman?”

“Yes, and?”

Sitting up, you tried to get the sand off you where your scuba suit didn’t cover your skin, “You couldn’t like… get me up to a non sandy area? Just Little Mermaided me and left me on the beach, huh?”

Sanji pouted, “Hey, look, you try carrying another person up the beach when you don’t have legs. I can’t change back that easily…”

The two of you laughed together, finally able to stand much easier as you helped drag Sanji further up the beach where he could dry off in the sun better. You asked him many questions, almost at a spit fire pace, causing him to laugh. He answered as many as he could: Sanji couldn’t keep full control of his glamor in the ocean water, and thus if he got splashed with salt water, he would gain his tail, and walking would be out of the question, of course his uncle was also a Merman; he looked more like a whale shark, though, and no, neither of them were cold blooded.

Once his legs returned, he stood to his usual human height, about half the size of his mermaid self, and you just stared. He was stark naked, but in the moment you weren’t complaining. Sanji glanced down at himself, then covered himself with his hand, “Oop, yeah. I am naked. Forgot about that…”

You both snuck back to the facility together, Sanji knowing what to do as he did this often. While you wanted to demand of your coworkers why they left you in the middle of the ocean just before a huge storm, everyone kept asking you how you were feeling. A cold chill ran down your spine, the account they gave you was they all saw you get back on the boat, and told them you didn’t feel well. They all decided to bring you back before the storm got any closer, and you went straight to your quarters. Everyone was happy to see you up and about with color to your cheeks again. Excusing yourself to shower, you felt like you were going to throw up.

How were you in two places at once?

“Wait, you have two of them?”

You sat on one of the docks, hanging your feet over the side and watching Sanji swim around. When he took his breaks, you two would go for walks and he allowed you to study him, to learn more of what you could about him and his kind. Who was he to deny you? You looked so cute when you were in science mode.

“I mean, I am a shark of my species, but a lot of Mermen tend to have two dicks.” He explained nonchalantly, “I thought you were a shark specialist.”

Giggling, you shook your head at him, “Yeah, non-Merman shark specialist. And forgive me for being distracted these days…”

Sanji and you had started a casual relationship over the last few weeks now that you two admitted your feelings to one another. He was more attentive to you, and didn’t even flirt with the other women anymore. Some had taken note, pouting that you were getting all of the special attention from the cook, so needless to say everyone figured it out rather quickly, though not too many of them really cared. Dr. Jinbe patted you on the back a lot with his laughter and would say “Welcome to the family”, causing Sanji to fall apart in a blushing mess.

On top of that, everyone had started to catch on to the fact you were in two places at once, the second form of you getting caught. It did not actually speak, only repeating things it had heard from you. You wondered how it was able to convey to the rest of the team you weren’t feeling well, but the man who heard it speak at the time admitted all it had said at the time was “sick”. As you went through everything in your mind, you had responded to a neat looking formation in the coral to another researcher on your coms as “sick”, because it did look really cool.

Then there was the situation with it speaking to Sanji on that Tuesday night walk, but you remember earlier in the day you had told one of your female researchers that you liked her (as a friend) with the exact words “Hey, I like you. You’re amazing!”. You were trying to reassure her that there was nothing wrong with her personality, and that her partner could take a hike. She had been trying to save a long distance relationship at the time, and her boyfriend was being an ass. Your Merman lover assured you later that those were the exact words the creature had used on him.

It was like something out of a horror movie, but everyone did their best to keep the creature with your face on lock down and study it. No official on-the-record report was filed, but countless detailed around-the-clock studies were done. Everyone was enamored with your Doppelganger, except Sanji. Dr. Jinbe was also wary, not allowing it to be near you until everyone knew more about the creature, which still seemed to be next to nothing. There were so many red flags going on, had none of them ever watched “The Thing”? How were you sure it wasn’t going to break out and slit all of your throats in your sleep? You had been reassured that all precautions were being taken in the studies, and they only called you in to speak words in an attempt to help it communicate better.

So for the time being, you distracted yourself from your discomfort with in-depth studies of Sanji’s true form. Most of the time, you both just made out rolling around in the sand, other times, like now, you actually studied him, watching him as he caught fish around the dock for dinner that night. He’d catch them and toss them up to you to put in a bucket of seawater you had next to you.

“Alright, alright,” he chuckled, “I’ll give you that. It has been weird, hasn’t it? I mean, it really does look and act like you. But there are differences, which I wish I had noticed the first time.”

“True, I still haven’t figured out if I forgive you or not.” You giggled as he instantly jumped up from the water, holding himself up on the dock with his arms, “You got any other clones of me out there I am unaware of?”

Sanji chuckled, nuzzling his forehead against yours, “Wish I could say so, but you’re my one and only, ma dulcinée.”

You hummed with contentment, rubbing your nose against his, “Your one and only,” you giggled, kissing his lips softly, “I like that.”

Kissing a few more times, Sanji asked you if you could take the fish back to the kitchen for him and run them under cold water in the sink. He would need to go dry off so he could get his legs back and start dinner. You nodded to him and gave him one more kiss, then got up to turn around to go back to base.

It was quiet.

Eerily quiet.

While most lights were not kept on during the day because of the bright sunlight through the windows, something was not right. It did not sit well with you, feeling that cold down your spine any time you looked at the creature that had your face. You heard a groan from the mess hall, rushing in there to find Dr. Jinbe on the ground, and a few other researchers rushing around to stop their own bleeding. Something had cut them all, near fatally.

“Y/N!” Dr. Jinbe called to you, “Get away! It’s out! It got out!”

Your legs froze, knees shaking as they would not respond to your commands to run. There was a noise behind you, turning to find the Doppelganger there. It held a sharpened piece of coral in it’s hand, eyes crazed, face distorted with a mouth that could not even be called a smile.

“One… and… only…” it repeated the words you spoke to Sanji moments before, raising up the makeshift weapon in it’s hand to strike you down with, “ONE AND ONLY!”

Somehow, you managed to grapple it’s arm, wrestling with it. The creature was strong, making it harder and harder to keep it from striking your vital organs. Some of the other researchers tried to rush to you, hobbling from their own injuries. It had you on your back, rearing up its arm again to bring it down for a final blow to your skull.

CLANG

Sanji stood there, cigarette between his teeth as he had struck the creature harshly with a metal serving tray from the kitchen. The creature went down, and you scurried away from under it. Your heart was racing, stomach churning until you threw up in the middle of the floor.

You sat in a wooden dinghy pulled up to the shore with your knees tucked under your chin, and you had finally stopped crying some time ago. After Sanji saved you, a few others made sure it was dead, and after that you weren’t sure. Seeing something that looked like a grotesque caricature of your face dead on the floor was horrific, causing you to run out of the mess hall until you reached the shore. Your lover had checked on you a few times, bringing you water and a blanket, but he gave you your space as everyone cleaned up and treated the injuries.

The hairs on the back of your neck rose up at the sound of approaching feet, but when you turned and saw Sanji, your body released some of it’s tension. He climbed into the small boat with you, putting an arm around your shoulders. He still had a cigarette in his mouth, the embers of the end of it barely lighting up his face in the dark of the night. The moon was full, giving plenty of light, but it was still night time.

Removing the cigarette from his mouth, he held it away as he blew the smoke out in a different direction, “Hey, how are you holding up?”

Shaking your head, you lay against his shoulder, “I don’t know. I just don’t know.”

Stamping out the cigarette in the sand—which you would usually berate him for but given your current shock, you had neither the energy or the mental capacity to do—he kissed the top of your head, wrapping both of his arms around you in the blanket as you wrapped yours around him. You buried your face against his chest, taking in his scent, comforted by just the presence of him.

“It’s okay if you need to cry, ma dulcinée,” he whispered to you, but you shook your head.

“I don’t think I could cry any more if I even wanted to.”

“Should I bring you more water?” Sanji asked, pulling back to lift your face to look at him.

You shook your head, pressing your face into his chest again, “Just don’t leave me alone. Please? I don’t want to be alone.”

He nodded, holding you closer as he readjusted you both in the dinghy so you were both laying back as best you could. Your head was against his chest, and you closed your eyes, listening to the rhythm of his heart as you started to doze off.

“Hey, Y/N,” you stirred as Sanji shook your shoulders, “Y/N, look.”

Opening your eyes, you didn’t realize that the tide had come in and taken the boat out a small distance from the shore. You started to panic, shifting to get up and use the oars to try and get back before you got too far out, but capsized the small boat in the process. Sanji was able to get the boat righted quickly, and you both back in, though obviously now in his true form, and barely able to fit in the boat.

“Um, sorry,” you shook your hair out, straddling Sanji as his tail hung off the back of the boat.

He chuckled, also sopping wet as he brushed some of his blond hair out of his face, “There are far worse things. I just wanted you to look.”

Sanji then pointed with his finger as you turned around to look behind you, seeing the waves bringing in masses of glowing blue. Even though you had seen it before, it still never ceased to take your breath away.

“Lingulodinium polyedra,” you sighed, smiling as the masses of bioluminescent plankton drifted along under the boat, bringing an ethereal light that now bathed you both, “They’re always so beautiful.”

Your lover watched you closely, smiling as you were lit by the faint blue light, “Not as beautiful as you.”

Looking back to him, you giggled, leaning down to lay against his chest, “You know, the pretty glowing plankton was why I wanted to become a marine biologist as a kid. Because of them, I was able to work my way here… then meet you.”

“Hm, I guess I should thank them then,” he chuckled, raising a hand to wave playfully over the side of the boat, even though his eyes never left yours, “Thank you, plankton. For my sexy girlfriend. Ma dulcinée.”

Sanji lifted your chin, the two of you sharing a tender kiss. Much like your first, it built up to something more heated, passionate, but now it was hungry. You both had sex before, when you could, but Sanji was wetter than you were becoming, and would not be able to change back anytime soon. When you broke the kiss to ask him about what to do, he merely pulled you back to him, wanting to taste you more.

“Y/N… can we…?” his large webbed hands ran down your body, gripping your butt in the tight spandex shorts you were wearing, “I don’t think I can wait to change back…”

Cupping his scaled face, you leaned in again, kissing a few pecks to his lips as you sat up and pulled your shirt over your head, “I thought you’d never ask. I’ve been wanting to since we started this,” The red color always blushed across his face, even with his scales, as soon as he would see any part of your body naked. He at least stopped getting nosebleeds, “After all, you did save my life again today.”

Sanji smiled, his sharp teeth glinting like pearls in the light, “I have saved your life twice now, haven’t I?” you did your best to wiggle out of the shorts, which was harder to do than you thought, so he lifted you up above him to help, “And I’d save you a thousand times over if I had to.”

Laughing, you managed to strip yourself naked, Sanji placing you back down just below his cloaca, “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.” Your eyes glanced down at his slit that you knew his cocks were hiding behind, biting your lip as you kept looking between his face and his slit, “So, um… how does this work?”

His large eyes were blown out in lust, reaching down with his hand to take your wrist, sliding it over his cloaca, “If you ask nicely, they’ll come say hi.”

Nodding, you kept running your fingers over his slit, then using both hands to add a little pressure, as if pushing on the sides would coax them out, “Oh, please, Sanji, my darling,” you batted your eyes at him, “I want both of your cocks so bad.”

Sanji rubbed his nose, face red under his blue scales, “Fuck, Y/N… you’re literally about to kill me…”

As if on queue, one of his members slipped out, instantly followed by the other, they were still about the size he was in his human form. Your eyes sparkled at the idea of both of them. Your mouth watered, but your cunt watered more. Taking one of his cocks into your hand, giving it a few strokes, you raised your hips just enough to finger yourself with the other. You both moaned, Sanji calling your name like a soft mantra that kept his soul grounded to his body.

When you were worked up enough, you shifted yourself with his help, taking the cock you were not giving attention to and lining it up with your entrance. Sanji cried out as you slipped down, always reveling in the expressions he made during sex. He was always so honest with his feelings, and his face was just as honest with his pleasure.

Riding him up and down slowly, you both panted as the boat rocked with your motions, not enough to capsize again, but enough that the sounds of the water was adding to the euphoria of the moment. Sanji’s webbed hands moved up to play with your breasts, pulling and tweaking your nipples exactly how he knew you liked. It caused your pussy to clench and shiver around him, adding to the pleasure.

You kept playing with his second cock, teasing it in the ways you had learned drove Sanji crazy. He gripped your hips, thrusting up into you in a frenzy, unable to control himself. Shifting your hips just enough, you angled just right to rub your clit against his second cock as you stroked him. Both of you threw your heads back, crying out in bliss as you felt him cum both in your pussy as your orgasm clenched and gushed around him, and his other cock came all over your hand and his chest.

It was hard to move at first, still feeling him twitching and convulsing as you looked down to him with a wicked grin, raising your hips to tease his second head at your entrance.

Sanji’s whole body shuddered, gripping your hips to hold you in place, “Y/N, hold on, I can’t—”

Biting your lip, you slid your hips just enough to take some of his extra sensitive head into your cunt with the other. However, the noise that escaped Sanji was akin to a cartoon character falling off a cliff, bucking his whole body in a way that caused the whole boat to capsize again.

Resurfacing, you spit seawater out as he surfaced and coughed, his hair now covered in the glowing plankton.

“I warned you.”

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SWEETNESS ~ BUGGY

LA!buggy x straw hat!reader

Based off of this post bc it made me giggle

Nattie speaks: y’all this mf clown has no right to be so fine but LAWRD. I’d do anything just for one lick. This is short nd simple but cute🤭

ZORO DRAGGED HIS FEET across the wooden floors of the Going Merry, ignoring the muffled screeching of the clown head inside the dark sack as he set his eyes on thing. Nightfall was approaching, everyone on the ship wanted some rest, yet nobody was getting any with the constant whining of Buggy. The green haired man pushed open your door, making you jumped slightly as you looked towards him with a raised brow.

“I give up, all yours now.” Zoro voiced practically dripped in annoyance, he tossed the sack across the room, making it land onto the soft cushion of your bed before slamming the door behind him.

You could hear groans coming from the sack, “Damn you, you fucking broccoli-haired ass!” You chuckled softly, putting down the comb you had in your hand and walking towards the scruffy bag. As you released the clown head he sighed in content, breathing in the fresh scent of berries that engulfed the room. “Ah, sweetness, so good to see you!”

“Nice to see you too, Buggy.” You giggled, “You doing alright there?” You asked, smiling a bit as the man got comfortable on your bed.

“Much better now that I have you in front of me.” He winked with a flirtatious smirk on his red painted lips. “I definitely thought he was going to put me with that weird chef guy again so he could chop me into piece and cook me or something.”

“Looks like you got lucky today.” You smirked back, grabbing him and placing him on the small vanity, going back to combing through your hair. Buggy was a simple man, with simple needs, especially since his whole body was gone. The angle his head was facing gave him more fuel into his dirty thoughts. His eyes directly faced your chest, eyes captured on the line of cleavage peeking from the low cut tank top you had on. He was hypnotized by you, for the first time since he was taken by Luffy and placed on the ship to sail away to Arlong island he’d gone completely silent.

You simply hummed, clueless of how the clown shifted slightly to get a closer view. You suddenly let out a huff, dropping the comb and looking over at the clown. “Y’know, I like having you around here, you totally make me feel special and even though the rest of the crew might really, really not like you, know I’m on your side.”

“Mhmm.” Buggy hummed in response, eyes hungrily watching you. “I appreciate that, sweetness.”

You smiled. “You hungry?” You stood up and took him in your arms, cradling him carefully like he was a baby. The blue hairs that peaked from under the striped bandana tickled your skin.

Buggy enjoyed being around you, especially since you were so generous and careful with him, the others simply tossed him into the sack or an empty barrel whenever he even spoke. But you, you fed him, you defended him, you took care of him and did the exact opposite of what everyone else did. “I’m hungry for one thing, that’s for sure, sweetness.” The clown replied, eyes still clued onto your tits as you entered the small kitchen.

“Hey, maybe we can brush through that tangled mess once we get a quick snack.” You replied giddily with a big smile, “Hey, and wanna know another thing—“ You heard a string of groans follow as soon as you stepped into the room with Buggy.

“I gave him to you specifically to get away from him.” Zoro groaned, making Sanji nod in agreement.

“I’ll be out soon, stop your whining.” You replied with a roll of your eyes, reaching for the basket of fruit and picking out two apples. You picked up a knife and cutting board, quickly going to work and chopping up a few apple slices. “So as I was saying, nobody has ever taken me seriously, which why I also like you, you don’t make fun of me which is what many others do.”

Zoro and Sanji glanced at eachother with questioning looks as you proceeded with your mini rant, both of them making eye contact with the clown head that smirked at them, a cheeky look in his eyes.

“But I mean, Luffy chose me to be a part of his crew so obviously I can be more, I’m not dumb, and I feel like more people need to take me seriously.”

“Hey.” The clown smirked as he watched your every move, finally speaking up about his slight obsessing with your chest. “Nice tits.”

“Thank you!” You happily replied with a smile, placing the slices on a clean plate and taking Buggy back to your room as everyone stared in shock. “Goodnight boys!”

“Yeah, goodnight fellas!” Buggy called out, and if only he’d had the rest of his body he’d most definitely be given them a middle finger.

“How is it that a clown can do better at getting that girl then me?” Sanji muttered in annoyance.

Forever will live, love, and laugh Buggy

yummy, I <3 men who are bbyg’s

CANNIBAL , bartolomeo

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summary ; your lovely boyfriend, barto, is hungry! luckily for him, his amazing girlfriend (you) have just the right thing to fill him up!

warnings ; 18+ content , dark content , gore / blood , consensual cannibalism , slight dacryphilia , eating out , jersey accent barto (LOL)

a/n ; again . . . taken from my one-shot collection ! also , i'm taking requests now. i might be a bit slow , but i'll try my best !

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"such cute thighs ya got..."

the green haired man between her thighs cooed. his lips kissed up them, licking them occasionally. her hands gripped the sheets, soft breaths slipping from her mouth.

"so sensitive . . ." his teeth nibbled on her thigh, dangerously close to her crotch. her hands wound up in his green locks, tugging at them gently. his mouth opened, almost like a snake. a large bite was formed into her thigh, his teeth sinking into them. she gasps, now pulling harshly on his hair. blood begins to trickle down her thighs, staining the pale, white sheets. his teeth dug deeper, flesh ripping apart, her leg now growing sore. "bartooo . . ." she whined his name, directing his mouth to her dripping cunt. her bottom lip quivered, tears brimming in her eyes. "mmm . . ." his tongue lapped at the blood, licking all the way to her entrance. her eyes fluttered shut, huffing in pleasure.

"i'm still hungry."

he bit back into her thigh, making her scream in surprise. he tugged at the flesh, ripping it off the bone. she bit her lip, holding back a moan. the pain was severe but she couldn't help but be aroused by it. blood gushed out, a small pool of it gathering underneath her. she felt disgusted with herself. tears spilled from her eyes, running down her cheeks. "aw. . . don't cry." he grabbed her hand, guiding it down to his crotch. she felt the bulge, rubbing it. bartolomeo groaned, smacking her hand away. "since ya fed me, i'll make sure to take real good care of ya, sweet thing."

he dove into her pussy, licking wildly. what a wonders a tongue like that could do. she laid her head back, whimpering in pleasure, tears still running. he continued to eat her out, tongue striding up her folds perfectly. she spoke behind her teeth, biting down. her body stiffened, feeling her climax. her mouth opened, but nothing came out. 

"ya taste betta than ya look, girly."

she pouted, looking up at him through wet lashes. "kidding, of course. you're hot as fuck!" the cannibal licked her juices up, relishing in her facial expression. the blood mixed with her cum, creating a sweet taste that barto couldn't get enough of. "such a sweet girl. now, you can help me out, can't ya?" his pants fell to the ground, his cock standing in all its glory. her eyes widened, gulping, looking at the size of it. "it's . . . way bigger than it felt." he chuckled, rubbing the missing chunk of her thigh. blood coated his slender fingers, making him grin.

"you can handle it, i know ya can."

a different kind of meat would be replacing the missing one.

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lmao Rise! Leo best Leo.

I have so many tmnt comics in my drafts…