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You once read a story about a man who sought to trick the Oracle of Delphi. In his hands, hidden away in his sleeves, was a bird. He asked the Oracle if what was in his hands was alive or dead: if her answer was 'alive', he would wring the bird's neck. If 'dead', he would produce from his hands the bird alive. But the Oracle was one too many for him, for the answer he got was this: “Stranger, whether the thing that you hold in your hand be alive or dead is a matter that depends entirely on your own will.”
Such a situation you found yourself in. But you were not the Oracle or the man - you were the bird, and what happened to you was entirely dependent on their will.
[modern AU.]
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Gold On The Water by simizzy_writes
Fandoms: 龍が如く | Ryuu ga Gotoku | Yakuza (Video Games)
27 Sep 2022
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Perhaps you were reckless, too headlong to question if he was a knife and not a rose. Maybe he was both, as roses do have their thorns. Did it fall on you, then, to pick up any pieces that he may break? Alas, you were thinking too far ahead.
The only truth was that the world was made up of one mystery after another, and Zhao was a riddle among countless others. Yet, he seemed to be the only one that mattered.
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[User-requested Law fic from my Tumblr, simizzy-writes.]
“You are unlike the other Straw-Hats,” he mused.
“How so?” you countered.
“You’re bloodthirsty,” he answered back.
“So is Zoro,” you giggled. “How am I different from him?”
Law tilted his head. “This is just a guess, but I think you get off on it.”
Your grin was predatory, eyes shining in the moonlight. “Oh, yes.”
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“How does it feel, pretty girl?” Law asked.
“S-so good,” you purred. “So fucking good - “
“Yeah? You like being filled up like this, [Name]-ya? Naughty girl.”
Luffy let out a whine and leaned over you a little more, nuzzling against your back. “Be nice. She’s so wet - Feels so tight - Fuuuck…!”
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The ash of his cigarette was closer to his fingertips now, and for a moment he wondered if he should let it burn him. It wouldn’t have hurt, of course. Simply a mild discomfort, nothing more. Sanji had been through much worse. He brought it to his lips and took a final drag. Physical pain was easier to endure than this heartache.
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“You really love me,” you whisper when you pull back, eyes wide as if it still surprises you.
There’s a beat where everything holds. No laughter, no flinch. Only you, looking at him like he’s something you chose, like you’d do it again.
“More than anything,” he says simply, truth so heavy it sinks straight to the bottom of the tub. “More than I’ve ever loved anything. Ever.”
And he means it, means it in the kind of way that terrifies him: quiet, vast, swallowing. Because he’s had obsessions, addictions; people he’d burn the world for, starve himself for, kill for without hesitation just to hear their praise. But this isn’t that. You don’t demand things. You just look at him, with those soft eyes and that stupid little smile, and he wants to be good. Not for redemption, not even for you, but for the chance to matter.
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Spike thought love was supposed to hurt. Then he fell for you, bubbles, blood and all. Now he’s a kept man with a shopping list and a soft spot a mile wide, and honestly? He likes it that way.
(Set during a canon-divergent Season 6.)Series
- Part 2 of everything he wants
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14 Jun 2025
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Spike risks a glance at you, eyes flicking away when they meet yours.
“Not much of a man now, am I? But the way you look at me... bugger me if it doesn’t make me feel like I could be.” He forces a chuckle, brittle around the edges. “Maybe it’s just my own foolishness talking. Wouldn’t be the first time.” He stops, swallowing hard. “But if this is the end, I need you to know that… that every stupid poem I scratched out, back when my heart was still beatin’—they were shadows of what I feel now. For you.”
Spike's fingers reach out and touch, delicate across your cheekbone, down to cup your jaw. “You’ve gone and wrapped yourself ‘round me. Tight as sin, sweeter than blood. I can’t stop wantin’ more. Reckon I never will.”
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Returning to Sunnydale for the first time since Angel lost his soul—older, bitter, unprepared for grief—you never expected to fall for Spike. Through the eyes of the others, it's obsession, danger, betrayal. But to you? It’s the only thing that still feels real.
(Set post-ep S5E14.)Series
- Part 1 of everything he wants
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13 Jun 2025
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The scarlet serpent constricts around your arm, and Messmer’s hand squeezes your breast with no subtlety, your flesh bulging between his slender fingers.
“Declare unto me thy love,” he exhales, his breath like hot flames against your skin.
“I love thee, Messmer,” you say.
“Once more.”
“I love thee, my heart,” you say again.
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- Part 1 of The fire within (Messmer x Fem!Reader)
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12 Mar 2025
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Inspired by a Tumblr post about being trapped in an elevator with the character on your phone's lock screen.
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- Part 1 of Miscellaneous One Piece One Shots
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21 Apr 2024
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Kid found you attractive, and hell you were, but Killer had won your heart and he respected that. It didn’t stop him from sneaking an eyeful when you bent down to get something out of the cupboards, or when you stretched your hands over your head making your breasts stand out proudly against your shirt. It was harmless though, just harmless appreciation, and that was fine.
But the last time he found you with your back to the mattress and fingers tangled in his best friend’s hair, flushed and puffing and back arching, he certainly didn’t run to his room and jerk off. Because that would be crossing the line.Bookmarked by simizzy_writes
21 Apr 2024