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bokutosbiceps · 3 days

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hi! could i request some luffy fluff? i love how you write his dialogue, so maybe some pet names he would use? 🌸🦋

you have put an idea into my head that'll be very hard to get rid of @kingofthe-egirls hehe. the fic starts off as a crack!fic but i'll make it sweety-sweet towards the end!

the worst mistake ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: my headcanons based on what lovely @kingofthe-egirls asked! just our captain luffy and his absurd fucking nick-names.

warning: wholesome! more of a crack!fic (i dont know if its even remotely fluffy im sorry) than anything else. i do love me some good, self-indulgent stupid with my fav man on the sea :)

💗mistakes are a normal part of life. as bob ross said, "there are no mistakes, just happy accidents." well, he had clearly never made this catastrophic mistake. you had jokingly called luffy "bugaboo". emphasis on jokingly. 💗the sun was setting and you both were sitting on his bed, recalling the time zoro got lost and accidentally stumbled into a river-stream where local women were bathing. and afterwards how sanji wailed when he realized he wasn't there to witness it. your crew was weird, there was no doubt about it. but that wasn't the focus of the conversation. "heh" he snorted, "what did you call me?" "bugaboo?" you laughed, poking his cheek teasingly, "why?" he looked at you with his wide-eyed, honeyed gaze, "what does it mean? am i a bug?" with his wide eyes and stretchy smile, one might say so. but you didn't tell him that.

"its means... nothing?" you smiled softly, tracing your finger on the scar 'neath his eye, "it's just a nickname, baby. just something said out of affection." "out of affection?" he looked at your confused, "so anything can be a pet name?" you nodded in agreement, "pretty much, luff." worst fucking mistake of your life. 💗it was past dinner. and you and the captain were about to fall asleep to the noise of the crew chattering outside. "hey?" luffy hummed. and you hummed back in acknowledgement. "rice cooker." he mumbled into your chest, "you smell so nice~" you choked on your breath, spluttering, "lu-luff? did you just complement the rice cooker??" "no?" he looked up at you, bringing his finger to boop you on your nose, "i mean you. you, rice cooker. you smell so good, is it the soap sanji brought from that isla—" but you weren't listening to him. was he insulting you?? was he saying you were built like a rice cooker???? was he asking you to make him some rice, hence, you were the "rice cooker"?????? "luffy," you looked at him, concerned, "what do you mean rice cooker?!" "what?" he laughed, "it's a pet name. you said that a pet name can be anything?" when you stared at him, still concerned, he explained himself, "i mean like... i like you, i like rice cooker. cause it cooks rice—" "—go to sleep, luffy."

💗you had to clear it to him the next morning that nicknames cannot be that absurd. and when he asked you what qualifies as a nice pet-name, you tried really hard to think of some. "oooh, you like food right?" his eyes twinkled up at the mere mention of the topic. you grinned, satisfied, "so, like honey, sugar, pie, cherry. these are all examples of good pet names." he nodded at you with conviction in his eyes, as if he truly got you now. 💗it was lunch time now. and after beating up a marine ship, the entire crew was waiting for sanji to finish cooking so you could all stuff down some food. you were next to robin, sun-bathing and chatting ideally about a book she had lent you. she made a joke about how the character was dumb and you nodded and laughed along. in the midst of it, your boyfriend came and stood next to you, "hey?" both you and robin looked at the captain. you gave him a welcoming smile, "what's up, babe?" "so..." he looked over robin for a second before looking back at you. "i was just saying that i love you very much, my bombocado." his bombo- what? but before you could inquire him, he giggled and ran away. what??? and you resorted to look at robin, a bit confused. she replied back easily, "it's a brazilian dessert." is it now?

💗"what do you mean?" the captain looked at you confused when you told him bombocado wasn't a great pet name. "then, what else is a good nickname?" "i dunno." you sighed, "something normal like cherry or something." but that had opened yet another pandora's box. because now every time he saw you, he would refer to you as some fruit: "hey there, banana~" "i love you, my java plum." "should we go out on a date, pineapple?" "you look so pretty, my dragon fruit." a pause, "hey. my dad's name is dragon!!" you had given up on the idea of pet names. you would rather be addressed by your government given name than a pinecone. but now you were stuck with these absurd names. how wonderful. (but, i mean it was luffy who was saying them, so, you didn't exactly mind too much but when the entire crew caught on. boy the humiliation, the drama.). 💗but then one day, before drifting off to sleep, he slowly whispered, "i love you, cupcake." you almost jumped up in victory. almost. but instead, you chose to pet his hair softly and kiss him on his forehead, "good night, muffin." "—i love muffin." you kissed his forehead again as his hair tickled your skin, "ofcourse you do. goodnight, baby." "goodnight, honey nuts." just give up on ever having a normal nick name. i'm sorry. it won't happen.

💗jokes aside, here's my actual list of names that i think luffy would call you: 1. peach (cause you're sweet (in more ways than one) and because you once told him it meant ass and he laughed for 15 mins cause peach means ass) 2. mama (idk, sounds good to me? sounds like something he would just go along with) 3. lovebug (he once heard sanji say it and he thought it was so cute cause if hes a bug and you're a bug then you both together can be a bug-couple) 4. mi amor (heard sanji say it, thought it was pretty) 5. hot stuff (ussop convinced him that's what he calls kaya and kaya loves it) 6. sunshine (because you're his sunshine, what's not clicking??) 7. angel (because you're an angel, again, where's the confusion??) well, at the end of the day it doesn't matter what he called you. what mattered was that, you could come collapse in his arms. and he would squeeze his arms around you and tell you how he loved you. what were a few corny petnames to endure if you got all of his love in return?

a/n: i am convinced this is simultaneously the best and worst thing i've ever written. i hope it was atleast mildly satisfying @kingofthe-egirls <3

#VIXEN #i think this is so funny this has so much comedic value and timing i LOVE it #but it's also very sweet 🥹#one piece #monkey d luffy x reader #opw

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bokutosbiceps · 4 days

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Nami x Male Reader headcanons!

She leaves you for Vivi

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bokutosbiceps · 4 days

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Imagine telling op guys who has a crush on you, that you want to sleep with them. You just plop down next to them cuddle into them and fall asleep. It's just hem turning red and trying to calm down their thoughts

hehe, this is legit so cute. (tweaked the prompt to be a little more suggestive than just thoughts in the end.)

not a dream ft. the monster trio!

set-up: as anon asked! you happened to utter five simple words, "can i sleep with you?" to the op boys (who have a crush crush on you). now these idiots are contemplating if they'd make it out alive.

warnings: includes nsfw thoughts!! no actual things happen but the guys are thinking very very perverted shit, so, if not comfortable please skip!!!

luffy:

💗 you know luffy. do you think luffy— the guy who clings to everyone, doesn't know the word "personal" and "space", who will probably hug you even if you threatened to punch him— will really mind if you told him you wanted to sleep with him? fuck no. even if you stood in front of him with a "i like you, i wanna sleep with you" in a suggestive way, he would say something along the lines of "awh, i like you too. let's sleep."

💗 but well, this was different. cause he liked you. so when you decided to show up at his door after dinner with a cranky look, he was both confused and intrigued. "what's wrong with ya?" he mumbled as you sat next to him on the bed. "chopper and ussop. ugghhh." you groaned, "they're doing some stupid shit next door and making so much noise. there is no possible way i can sleep there. and im sure nobody else will let me crash with them tonight in their room." luffy would have probably leapt up and gone to join the other two fools had you not sprawled out next to him. you gave him a tired smile, "so, can i sleep with you?" 💗you hadn't even waited for an answer. mindlessly, you draped a hand over his torso and snuggled into his chest. he pulled you towards himself on instinct. this was normal. yeah. hugging a crewate. yeah. totally normal. atleast for him. then why was his heart beating so fast? mouth going dry? why was sweat clinging uncomfortably to his back although he knew the night air was frigid. 💗you shifted and your chest brushed against his. luffy swallowed wantonly as you shifted again. and then one more time. trying to find the most comfortable position, he guessed. mechanically, you pushed yourself further against him. and this motherfucker went as stiff as a washboard. "luffy?" you mumbled against his skin before tracing your eyes upward. from this position, your doe-eyes bore into his, "you don't mind right? it's just really cold, sorry." how could he mind? your soft body was against his. your fingers drummed faint melodies against his back and your hair smelled like some floral scented shampoo. every time you breathed out, the warm air caressed him and goosebumps painted his hands. he felt your peaked chest brush against his again and he almost swallowed his own tongue. "luffy?" you asked again, your voice saccharine. and he vaguely wondered how would the same voice sound if he tore open that flimsy top your were wearing and held your soft skin against his palm. or if he took the courage enough to dip his fingers below the waistband of your pajamas and felt you up. would you say his name like that? 💗 well, fuck. this was the captain had thought so much in his entire life. and it was thoughts about feeling up his crewmate's tits. and as a result of such vigorous thinking, a problem had arose in his pants. he tried to think it away. tried thinking about sea-kings or hideous devil-fruit users. of alvida. or anyone else. he even tried to think of food so that his attention could be diverted. but even the most tastiest of sanji's pudding couldn't take away the throbbing in his cock. and the delicious feeling of your soft skin next to his. as a last resort, he prayed that you wouldn't shift more and feel his dick against you. he prayed you would take his silence as rejection and simply drift off to sleep. but ofcourse, this is a godless land. because you moved again. and when you felt his hand-on against your thigh, you looked up at him. lips caught between your teeth, you looked up at him. blinking up at him almost innocently, you asked, "got a problem, captain?" before he could answer, you pressed forward, "i think i can fix it." on the other side of the ship nami burst into chopper and ussop's room. when she yelled, it probably could be heard over the entire ship, "LET US SLEEP, YOU MORONS. WE HAVE A LONG DAY TOMORROW. GO SLEEP OR I'LL FINE YOU BOTH A MILLION BERRIES PER MINUTE THAT YOU'RE UP." you're not sure if it was chopper or ussop crying in the distance. but oh well, good for you that ussop and chopper are such morons.

zoro:

💚zoro's not even fucking sure how he ended up like this. he's sure it involved some higher-than-tolerable level of alcohol for both the parties involved. and he's sure it must have been your idea that he had drunkenly complied with. "let's sleep together" "okay" what was he thinking? because right now, you were sprawled against his chest. both of you were on his bed. his shirt was off, yours was barely on. a bit of drool peaked out from the corner of your lips. and he found himself quietly rubbing it away with the pad of his thumb, smiling softly to himself. ew?! was he still drunk?? as the realization set in, he pulled his hands back in wicked horror and looked around as if someone had seen him. it was still night. and in the middle of the night, the effects of the cheap booze must have wore off of him and he awoke to you as his bed. on him. 💚"hey." he tried to shake you awake but you just groaned, sinking further into him. he hissed when you buried your face against his bare skin. he whisper-shouted, ignoring the goosebumps on both of your skins, "wake up. go back to your own room, woman." but you didn't shift an inch. instead, you stayed buried against him. 💚he groaned but when his eyes fell back to your face, he couldn't help but fight off the impending blush that crawled up his face. your hair was a mess and your cheek was squished against his chest. you breathed softly and sometimes, your fingers twitched against his skin and you touched him fleetingly. and you were warm. too warm for his liking. he tried to look away but his hand carefully came up to your face. staying there not a moment too long, he dragged it downwards. over your shoulders and over your back. he stopped before he went too far and grabbed your ass, the curve so delicious in his eyes. but he stopped, pulling his hands back to lay on the linen sheets. he was a horny man, not an evil douche. 💚but you must have been hell-bent in proving flaws in his moral-code, because you shifted and your pelvis shifted over his. he bit back a grunt at the movement over the fabric. you were so cozy against him. the way you brushed up against him, the way your hair tickled him. would you like it if he pulled your hair? would you moan? god, what would you sound if you moaned out his name? he was a bad man. thinking all of those things. and he tried to focus on anything but the blood-rush to his dick, really. but the way you started moving against him, almost mechanically. that made all attempts to ignore his boner disappear. his hips moved upwards and he closed his eyes, giving into the friction of you against him. and soft moans fell from his lips. 💚"zoro?" you mumbled sleepily, rubbing your eye. you strained your neck up and he looked down at you, dazed. "you okay, zo?" when he found himself unable to talk and you found a harsh roll of hips under you, you connected the dots. a playful smile tugged on your lips, "need some help?" "no." "fine." you shrugged, clamoring off him, "i should go back to my room. the crew will freak out if they find us like this." "no." he caught your wrist, tugging you towards him, "stay. i could use some help." 💚in the morning, sanji walked into the swordman's room to see if the moron could find you somewhere. since you were nowhere to be found on the ship. what he found, instead, was you and him tangled in the sheets. when you and zoro had finally made it to the breakfast table, sanji may/may not have been crying. luffy, ussop and chopper were laughing in the background. nami decided it was a good enough reason to even high-fived zoro. it was an awkward breakfast.

sanji:

💙sanji was probably in heaven. yes, that's the only explanation. sure, the ship was en route to alabasta but he was on his way to heaven. because there's no way you had come seeking him out in the middle of the night. you had said, "i can't sleep." "oh?" the cook had wordlessly stepped aside and you took on the opportunity to slip in. he shut the door behind you, "can i help you then, love? want me to cook something?" "i would have really not bothered you but i don't know who else to ask. nami and vivi are sleeping together and the bed's not big for the three of us." you rambled, "and zoro probably showered five months ago. and luffy, ussop and chopper are passed out in the common room. so... can i sleep with you?" it's a miracle he didn't pass out on hearing those words. it's an even bigger miracle that that was three hours ago and he had still not passed out. now, sanji lay next to you— as stiff as a corpse— while you snored. 💙your body shifted and your hands reached out towards sanji. your palm ran up and down his torso as to check if he was there. and once you had gotten a confirmation, you scooted in his direction and sanji held his breath as if one wayward puff of air will wake you up. vinsmoke sanji was trying. he was trying o maintain his composure, to not pull you into his chest. he was trying not to think about the way your chest will feel against his, the way his fingers will glide over your thighs, the way your hand will fit around his dic— 💙and it was as if you could hear his wretched thoughts. because your hands moved over his torso. gliding up and down. you leaned into his touch, molding your body against his. you might have been having an interesting dream cause he saw your hips gently rocking, your thighs pressed harder and you eyes clenched shut. you buried your head into his chest and the smell of your shampoo seemed to turn him on more. he ignored his weeping dick, decided to pay it no mind. but all of that resolve crumbled when he heard you moan his name into the fabric across his chest. your nails dug into his shoulders and your nose buried as deeply as it could against his skin. 💙 he gently guided his fingers to your thighs. and you shook under his soft touches. his thumb softly brushed over your clothed pussy and bucked towards his hand. he could probably just feel you up and you'd let him— "—shit." sanji quickly brought his hand back, realizing that you were sleeping and out of it. even if your lips chanted his name, he couldn't do the things his mind was convincing him to do. because if he started, he wouldn't stop. 💙so, to get himself rid of such sinful thoughts, he decided to hide in the shower and pump at his hard cock till he was tired. till you crawled out of his head. till your voice stopped ringing in his ears, making his cock impossibly harder. he slowly pushed you away, trying to climb off the bed. but as soon as you felt his warmth disappear, you cracked open an eye, "sanji?" "uh" his face went red, eyes averting, "just going to the washroom. i'd be back." you sat up, "did i go too far?" 💙sanji's mouth hung agape as you pulled him back into bed, "i thought you wanted me to moan your name like that—" "—wh-what?" "i had a dream." you innocently traced your index nail down his torso and brushed it over his sleeping shorts, "think you can help me?" you blinked up at him, "pretty please." 💙 the next morning, the cook of the crew made the worst breakfast possible. wasn't his fault. all he could think about was you and your breathless moans and your eyes as— "this tastes like shit." the swordman argued. "thEN MAKE IT YOURSELF, FREELOADER." "might as well if you're gonna cook so bad." "—i think it tastes fine." nami sighed, "if i knew you getting some would make you a terrible cook, i would have let (yn) sleep with me and vivi." and the entire ship choked on their (terrible) breakfast.

a/n: i tweaked the prompt a bit (as i was getting stuck with the original ask), but i hope this was good enough anon!! as always, thanks for reading and send in req that you might have <3 (tagging: @bokutosbiceps cause i know you love luffy)

#VIXEN #THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL #you know i only read luffy's part but OMG ?????#LOWKEY ONE OF MY FAVORITE ????#PART TWO N O W #one piece #monkey d luffy x reader

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Naked Men Tell no Lies

Summary: Your training at the Marine Headquarters was going well. You finally had a roof over your head, food in your plate, friends to trust your life with and a purpose in life. Everything was going smoothly, until your eyes decided to linger for a bit too long on your instructor.

Characters: Female!Reader, Garp, Koby, Helmeppo Paring: Instructor!Garp x Trainee!Reader Word count: 5100 Warnings: Smut, smut with a little bit of fluff and a little bit of plot (3600 words long plot though…)

A/N: Ah shit, here we go again…

“Alright, that’ll be enough for today,” your instructor yelled through the training field as Koby let out a strangled gasp when he fell to the ground for the twelfth time this session.

You kept your position facing him, your breath heavy with exertion, hands firmly griping the handle of your wooden swordas you watched him groan in pain. He struggled to get back up but you finally relaxed and broke your fighting stance, stepping towards him and holding out your hand for him to take.

“You’re getting better,” you told him with a smile as you gripped his hand and pulled him off the ground. He dusted himself off with a huff.

“Yeah, right,” he let out, as you bent down to retrieve his own sword off the ground. “Thanks,” he said with a gentle smile when you handed the object back to him.

Helmeppo joined you a few minutes later when he was done with his own training partner. He briefly laughed at Koby for ending up this many times on his ass and you told him off with a laugh.

“Just wait until you have to train with me, we’ll see who’s laughing, then!” you said, pointing the tip of your wooden weapon at his face with a smirk. He stopped laughing and swallowed his saliva.

“Y/L/N!” The Vice-Instructor, Bogard-san’s voice caught your attention. You tensed slightly, turning to him “I need to talk to you, I won’t be long,” he said over the chatter of trainees chatting while finishing to gather the practice material.

You briefly turned to your friends with a shrug and trotted towards the tall man standing at the edge of the training field. On your way, you briefly caught a glimpse of your Head Instructor, Monkey D Garp. You felt a surge of insecurity as he seemed to watch you, his arms crossed over his chest. You turned your look away before you could see him turn around and walk back to the main building overlooking the field.

“What is it, Vice-Instructor?” you asked, turning back your attention to the man who’d called your name. You stood straight on your feet, hands tucked behind your back and looked him in the eyes. He looked unusually calm and less stern then you were used to. You were wary of what he was about to tell you but mainly curious.

“You are a very quick learner,” he started, your face began to relax at the compliment, “and I have nothing more to teach you from then on,” he said with a confident nod. You bowed your head slightly, letting out a silent sigh as you now knew where this conversation was going. “I think you should consider taking the next level exam so you can start training more seriously,” he added and you nodded at his suggestion.

You were one of the best elements in this class, you easily came first in all disciplines and were practically unbeatable. Trainees with such a level of skill usually went up in training levels to perfect those precious skills. However, you and your friends had made a promise.

“Thank you, but I prefer staying in this class for a little while,” you replied with confidence. His brows furrowed in slight confusion. He’d suggested you change class several times over the past few months. Trainees usually wouldn’t pass on such an opportunity, especially ones with a strong will to succeed in the Marines. Ones like you.

“You are highly skilled in every course, what’s keeping you here?” he asked with a genuine curiosity. You couldn’t help but look over at your friends briefly, smiling as you saw them fervently continue to practice even after everyone exited the field. You didn’t need to tell you instructor anything, he read right into you.

“Having friends is a good thing,” he said, turning your attention back to him. His tone was surprisingly soft. “But don’t let friendship get in the way of a brilliant career,” he finished, making your heart sink a little inside your chest. They were your only friends here and you’d made a promise to stay together whatever it might take. If you had to stay in this class until they got ready to pass the exam, then so be it.

“I understand, I’ll think about it,” you politely responded, making him nod. You tried to reassure him with your words, but you could see it in his eyes, he knew you wouldn’t think it over, he knew your decision was already made a long time ago. “Thank you for your advice,” you added, bowing to him respectfully before getting back to your friends.

Koby and Helmeppo stopped in their tracks when you approached them. They looked at you questioningly but the smile on your face put them at ease. You slowly removed the protective gloves you were wearing before putting your wooden sword away on the rack and turned to them again.

“I’m going to go and take a break in the bathhouse,” you announced with an excited voice. “Do you want to join me?” you asked them casually. It wasn’t uncommon to go and relax in the baths after a long day of training. The good thing about the baths in the Marine Head Quarters was that they were mixed so you and your friends could spend time there together.

“Uh-” Koby started speaking but stopped in his track as he didn’t know what to respond. You’d done this several times now, but he still couldn’t help blushing at the idea.

“Thanks Y/N,” Helmeppo quickly intervened before Koby’s cheek could get too deep of a red color, “but we’re gonna keep practicing for a little bit,” he finished, brandishing his wooden sword with confidence.

“Alright,” you nodded with a chuckle, “see you at dinner then,” you said before turning around and walking away from the training field. They quickly waved at you. Before they got out of your hearing range, you caught Helmeppo making fun of Koby’s red cheeks in the distance.

You brushed it off with a chuckle and headed to the bathhouse. There, you grabbed a new change of clothes and tucked your belonging in a basket inside the wooden compartments. The steam coming from the baths was already caressing your skin deliciously and you sighed in anticipation for your relaxing bath.

The sun was starting to set behind the wooden framed windows and you found the room empty, much to your delight. You knew you would be able to fully relax and take the time to empty your mind before the evening.

You slowly made your way to the faucets on the side of the room, feeling the delight that was the warm stone on your sore feet. The steam from the hot water already coated your lung and made you draw breath slower. You reached the faucets, laid your folded towel on the windowsill and sat on a wooden stool to start washing yourself.

You took the time to thoroughly wash and scrub your body and rinsed your skin with hot water. You took a second to dry your face before moving to the side of the room where the large wooden tub was situated.

Your vision was clouded by the thick steam rising from the water and you only noticed the man sitting in the tub when you were already immersing yourself in the bath. In a normal setting, you wouldn’t really have paid the person any mind. But the man who was sitting in the bath, his folded towel resting on his head as he laid back against the edge of the tub, that man was your own Head Instructor.

Monkey D. Garp was a particularly caring man with his trainees. But he was still stern or even scary when he needed to be. You definitely didn’t want to cross him in any way. In addition to that, you’d always found his sheer presence… imposing.

You didn’t feel at ease around him. You weren’t afraid or upset, but maybe… flustered? You’d always avoided him as best as you could as to not let your impressions of him show. There was something inside you that ignited every time he got close. You didn’t know if it was his strong presence, his impressive build or even his commanding voice… maybe all three. But something about him made your soul tremble. And that surely couldn’t be good.

“Oh, sorry, I thought it was free,” you quietly said, preparing to exit the bath. “I’ll just…” you awkwardly announced before lifting yourself from the water, suddenly realizing how naked you were in front of him.

“It’s alright,” he said calmly, stopping you in your tracks as you hang halfway outside the tub. “You can stay if you’re comfortable with it,” he added, surely sensing your distress and turning his head slightly away from you. “I promise I’ll keep my eyes to myself,” he said with a chuckle.

You felt a rush of unnatural heat rise to your face at his words. The mere mention that he could, in fact, look at your naked body sent a shiver of both embarrassment and excitement down your spine. Your confused brain was unable to think of something else so you dived back into the water, bringing your legs to your chest to try and cover as much of your body as you could as you forced yourself to look away.

Your attention was however brought back to him as he started moving, agitating the surface around him and splashing water outside the tub. Your eyes widened as you watched his arms spread out and rest along the wooden edge of the tub, his chest muscles now in full display, as well as his numerous scars earned on the battle fields.

He closed his eyes and rested his head back with a sigh of relief. Your eyes slowly traveled along his arms, transfixed by the sheer strength his muscles held. You’d seen his skills in battle and the power he held had always amazed you. You watched his hands flex and relax repeatedly as he stretched them, groaning slightly.

You had seen what those hands could do in a fight and your brain had plagued your dreams with images of what they could do to you in another setting. How they could caress your skin, grip your flesh and wrap around your throat. All those things kept you up at night and daydreaming in the morning.

Your heart was beating faster and faster the more intrusive thoughts entered your mind. So much for a relaxing bath. You were now retorting to burying your face between your bent knees and your chest as to not stare at him anymore.

You had already wondered what it was that you felt for him. You had wondered if you felt some sort of love. It was not love, it was just pure lust. It burned inside you, hotter than a steaming bath, hotter than a midday sun. It consumed you and this bath was the peak of this feeling.

“Do you know what I love about baths, Y/N?” His voice interrupted your thoughts and you looked up again. He was still laid back with his eyes closed and it made you a little more at ease, knowing he probably couldn’t see your reactions to his unintended display of muscle and skin.

“No, Sir,” you responded. “What is it?” you asked softly. You saw him smile slightly.

“In a bath, with no clothes, everyone is on the same level, you see,” he explained. You cocked an eyebrow, not sure where he was going with this. “No more rank or distinction, a man is a man,” he added. “That’s what I like.”

You remained silent for a few seconds. You were slightly confused but deep down, you had a feeling you knew where he was leading you with this affirmation. In that moment, you realized that, even if he couldn’t see you, he knew how you had just behaved in front of him.

“If there’s anything you need to tell me, Y/N,” he started again, opening his eyes briefly to look at you intently. “I’m all ears,” he concluded with a gentle smile.

His look made you smile in turn. You were slowly starting to panic but his demeanor was strangely relaxing.

“I-” you started talking but stopped immediately. Should you really say it? He knew, that was for sure. He already knew so what more could it bring for you to say it. “There’s nothing,” you retreated, suddenly hesitant to splay your feelings out, “Sir,” you concluded, trying to sound as confident and definitive as you could.

“Alright,” he responded with a smirk before closing his eyes again. That little motion of his mouth made you suddenly rethink your words. You’d shut up about it in fear of his reaction. But if this smile was in fact his reaction to what he had just learnt from your behavior, it couldn’t be that bad.

You had feared an outburst of anger from him. You had feared the worst, but you were just presented with the best probable reaction from him. He wanted you… maybe.

Your heart bloomed with excitement inside your chest. You couldn’t believe it so you were still careful but you couldn’t help but think. What if…?

But he still was your instructor. He was your superior and the man you were supposed to listen to and turn to for advice. You couldn’t possibly dream to entertain a relationship of this nature with him, surely not…

“It wouldn’t be good but,” you started again, making him raise an eyebrow but not look at you. “Uhm,” you pondered your options.

“Use your words, girl,” his voice came clear and commanding, making you shiver slightly. In fear but mainly in anticipation. He knew what he was doing. “Unless you don’t want to say it,” he added calmly, still leaving a way out for you.

“It’s just that,” you started again, growing bolder with his command. “I find you very attractive, Sir,” you said, hating every second of silence that stretched between you after your words were spoken. Your voice seemed to resonate for a moment inside the steamy atmosphere of the room. But only the sound of flowing water and droplets hitting the ground could be heard.

“I’m flattered that a pretty young woman such as yourself can still find an old man like me attractive,” Garp finally said, making you draw breath again. You felt your mind cloud with a whirlwind or thoughts again and you buried your face back into your knees.

He seemed to remain motionless for a few more minutes, without saying anything. You didn’t know what to do with yourself so you remained in your position, waiting for him to maybe make a move. Nothing came, a least until he finally lowered his arms back into the bath, making your heart jump inside your chest with nervousness.

Was he going to try something right now? You suddenly felt very unready to take any of what he could give you here and there. You trembled slightly as he stood up in the water. Your heart pumped rapidly inside your chest, making you breathless. You tried to uncurl your body slightly as your limbs twitched with the high pressure blood rushing through your veins.

He stood still for a few seconds. You were slightly confused and sent a look his way. Only to lay eyes on his naked body. Now with water reaching his mid-thighs, everything of him was exposed. You swallowed a lump in your throat and tore your gaze away, however unable to set aside the image of his body.

You felt your core ignite with a new sensation at the blazing memory of a certain part of his anatomy. A part you had found… impressive. The sound of agitating water broke your train of distracting thoughts and you watched him exit the bath from the corner of your eyes.

You lifted your head from your knees again, surprised and slightly disappointed. He unfolded his towel and started drying himself as he turned away from you, slowly walking towards the entrance of the room.

“If you choose to act on your desires,” he started after a few steps taken. “You know where to find me,” he finished, looking back at your stunned expression with a smile. You took a moment to take in his words, uncurling your body fully. You couldn’t help but watch him walk away, his backside moving in rhythm with his light steps.

You snapped your head back to focus on the water in front of you. You let out a long sigh as you slowly sank further into the water until your nose was in contact with the surface, causing bubbles to emerge in front of your face.

You remained there for a little while, trying to make a decision. You had hoped he would’ve tried and make a move on you in here. It would have made things easier for you. You wouldn’t have to think about it more. Unfortunately, here you were.

Slowly, the thick steam and the heat of the bath became unbearable. You couldn’t think in this room and with the same thoughts revolving around your brain again, you exited the bath with a huff and dried off quickly.

Needless to say you didn’t eat much at dinner in the evening. Koby and Helmeppo seemed concerned when they watched you fiddle with the food inside your plate but you assured them it was nothing serious. Nothing to worry about.

After the dinner debacle, it was time for all trainees to go to bed. But then again, you couldn’t find sleep. You kept tossing and turning under your covers, sometimes casting a glance at the bed next to yours, watching Koby sleep soundly curled up in his own blanket.

With a sigh, you silently exited the dorm room. Your bare feet thumped lightly on the wooden floor as you roamed through the corridors. You didn’t know where you were going, you just needed to breathe and rid your mind of those sinful images from earlier.

After a long moment standing alone in a hallway, your look turned to a particular set of doors. Those led to an atrium where you knew you would find your Instructor’s quarters. Had you ended up here on purpose? Or was it just another trick of your eager mind.

You were about to turn back when curiosity got the best of you. What if? What if you passed these doors? What if you walked to his bedroom? What if you decided to act on your desires, like he said?

The possibility to quench your desires and finally hush your mind was too tempting. You slowly made your way to the sliding doors, opening them as silently as you could and slipping into the open walkway running along the small traditional garden.

Once you reached his door, you felt like there was no turning back. Softly knocked on the wooden frame and waited. You didn’t wait long, actually, not as long as you had hoped, for him to open the door.

“Y/N,” he said quietly. You swallowed as your body froze in front of him. He was still dressed in his usual suit, minus the jacket and tie. His shirt was partly unbuttoned, letting you peak at his chest. Images from earlier invading your mind again. Your head lowered slightly in embarrassment.

“Sir, I-” you tried to speak, he seemed to wait for you to tell him your definitive answer. It seemed to never come. “Actually, I’m not sure this is a good idea, I-”

Fleeing is what you were attempting to do. Fleeing in the face of what? Danger? Maybe it was indeed dangerous to toy with the nature of a relationship between a trainee and their instructor. However, you were kept from running away when a gentle hand wrapped around your wrist.

He moved slowly to close the space between your bodies. You could feel warmth radiating from his imposing figure as he towered over you. You took in a deep breath, looking at him in the eyes. Your body trembled with anticipation. He seemed to interpret this reaction as something else.

“I won’t force it on you,” he said with a firm but honest voice. He was quiet, only you could hear his words in the dead of night. “Whatever your decision is, there will be no consequences. You have my word,” he added, his thumb moving to gently caress the skin of your wrist. You swallowed, feeling your core ignite with desire again.

“It’s not reasonable,” you whispered, looking down at his hand, catching you fantasizing again about what this hand could do to you. He bent down slightly, his voice now a mere breath in your ear.

“Sometimes you can choose to be reasonable,” he said, lifting your hand up to rest flat on his chest. “And sometimes, you can let your heart choose for you.” Your hand laid flat on his shirt, feeling the heat from his body through the thin fabric. You wanted him so bad. You could feel his breath on the skin of your neck and it was driving you crazy.

“Will you come with me?” he spoke one last time. You looked at him, your gaze sinking into his. In that moment, you finally did let your heart speak for you.

“Yes.”

You were pulled into a warm embrace, your face pressed against his chest, your hands gripping the fabric of his shirt. His arms wrapped around you, stronger than you imagined and you finally relaxed. After a few seconds in his embrace, curiosity creeped inside you again when you thought back about your moment in the bath.

You briefly lifted your head to look at him in the eyes, your body still pressed to his.

“What did you think,” you started shyly, “when you saw me earlier?” you asked and his eyes widened ever so slightly. A kind smile bent his lips then, his looks softened again.

“Beautiful,” he simply said, making your heart flutter inside your chest. “That I wanted to make you mine,” he finished, bending slightly to press his lips to yours. You responded quickly, letting your mouth fall open. He kissed you slowly and languidly. You let him take your mouth and enjoyed the enticing feeling this kiss provided.

After a moment, he parted from you, looking back into your eyes.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered. Your thoughts ran wild again. You came here with one thing on your mind. Him. You wanted him, all of him. You wanted his body around you, you wanted his hands on you, you wanted him…

“I want you inside me,” you whispered in a rush, “anywhere,” you said. You desperately wanted him to understand without you saying everything on your mind. And he did.

“I’m all yours.”

With those words, he took a few steps backwards to reach his bed. You followed him, your hands still gripping his shirt, giving you the illusion you were the one leading the dance. You took it as a sign and finally made your move, having him sit on the edge of the bed and straddling his lap.

He chuckled as you made quick work of his shirt, discarding it completely and finally exposing his chest to you hungry eyes. You bit your lip, trying to refrain from going too fast, you wanted to enjoy this. You pushed him slightly and he scouted further onto the bed. You stayed in your place for a moment as you quickly got rid of all your clothes.

You let him watch and you could tell with certainty a bulge was forming in his pants as he sat back against the head board. You couldn’t resist approaching him and straddling his legs again, taking the time to explore his chest with your hands and lips. You’d dreamed of this the moment you’d seen him in the bathhouse.

This thought brought you back to a part of his anatomy you had also been eager to explore. Letting yourself slide down along his legs, you gripped his pants and unfastened them quickly to expose more of him.

You took a moment to contemplate his now fully naked body, sitting on your heels in silence, agape. You swallowed a lump in your throat upon realizing what you had just gotten yourself into. He was indeed far bigger than you and his body was proportionate in every way. The sight, instead of scaring you away, made you even more eager to feel him on you, inside you.

You carefully placed yourself in between his legs, which he parted slightly to accommodate you. He let you explore his body with your eyes, hands and mouth without saying anything. He only moved to lay a gentle hand on the side of your face as you delicately caressed up his thigh. You could feel the heat coming from under his skin as his muscles flexed ever so slightly to respond to your touch.

Then your hand finally reached your long awaited destination. You gently wrapped it around his cock. It was now fully erect and felt even bigger in your hands. You felt heat rise to your cheek rapidly as you timidly experimented with him.

The light strokes of your hand were soon not enough for the both of you. You threw all caution to the wind and leaned in to eagerly take him into your mouth. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue ever so slightly to press the head against it, letting it run up to the tip very slowly.

You didn’t dare to look at him. But you could feel how aroused he was, twitching in your hand and against your tongue. As you dipped down to take more of him inside your mouth, you felt his hand slowly move from your cheek to the back of your head. He didn’t apply any pressure, content with just caressing your hair. You felt yourself grow even bolder under his touch.

“Yeah, just like that,” he whispered, making you moan around him. “Good girl,” he added, prompting you to let him deeper into your mouth.

You were soon able to fit half of him inside your mouth, bobbing your head slowly up and down. Your jaw was forced open to accommodate his size but it felt heavenly. You could feel yourself growing more aroused by the second, your core twitching around nothing, desperate for touch and stimulation.

With each of your movement, you could feel his tip brush against the back of your throat. You paid attention to the movement of your tongue against his flesh, feeling all the ridges and twitches of his cock. This made you moan again and again around him, making him go crazy in turn.

“If you keep making those sounds,” he started in between heavy breaths, “I’m not going to be able to stop myself,” he finished, making you smile slightly at the idea of making him lose his mind with your tongue and lips. You let his length fall out of your mouth with a wet noise, a string of thick saliva stretching and breaking between your lips and his tip.

“Good,” you said, your voice slightly broken and breathing from your efforts. You were about to go back down when his hand became more forceful, gripping your upper-arm to keep you up. You stood straight again, looking at him in the eyes.

“Trust me, you don’t want me there girl,” he said, pulling you close to straddle his thighs and pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was wet and passionate, making you lose your breath for a second. You wanted to see him come undone so badly. But not yet, he was right, you wanted him fully inside you.

You gasped as he thrust a finger inside you. You core was finally receiving the stimulation it was begging for. This made you moan loudly while closing your eyes. The feeling of his fingers against your folds and walls was fiery. Your flesh was trembling, desperate for more.

He added another finger when he deemed you ready. His fingers slowly stretched your engorged walls and you couldn’t help but buck your hips against his hand. You held yourself up on his strong shoulder, slowly feeling your legs give up on you. Your face was so close to his ear, he could feel your hot breath against his skin.

“You take my fingers so well, don’t you?” he asked with a smile in his voice.

“They’re so big,” you responded immediately, letting out the only thing you had on your mind in this instant.

“Better get you ready for more, then,” he chuckle, making you gasp as he turned his head to kiss your ear and your cheek, cupping the side of your face with his free hand.

Without a word, you took his fingers out of you, quite reluctantly. But they were quickly replaced by his cock as you guided it to your entrance, slowly lowering yourself onto it.

You both moaned in unison when he almost fit into you fully. You were so aroused and wet he slid right in until he bottomed out inside you, reaching a sweet spot inside that made you tremble. Your movements were slow and deliberate, your fingers working on your folds and your clit in rhythm with your hips, trying to feel as much as you could and getting as much stimulation as you needed.

The time spent teasing each other made your release come fast, too fast. You were writhing and twitching on his cock in a matter of seconds and he greeted his teeth trying to delay his own orgasm. Eventually, the feeling of your walls pulsing and contracting so sweetly around him with your climax made him tip over the edge and join you in pure burning bliss.

He came with a loud groan as his seed spilt inside you. You remained motionless for a few minutes, trying to catch your breath, enjoying the feeling of your joined bodies. The sweat on your skin slowly started drying, making your bodies melt into each other. He covered you in kisses and whispered sweet things in your ear while you came down from your high. You felt safe as he wrapped his arms around you again, letting you fall asleep on his chest, your ear pressed to his beating heart.

Tag List: @undercoverweeeb @littlesniggy, you wanted to be tagged if I remember well.

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Slow Mornings

Male!f/o x fem!reader

CW: Penetration (fem receiving, unprotected), NSFW, MDNI

Soft, warm kisses. Accented by scruffy facial hair as his lips dot the soft skin of your bare shoulder. Fingers gently gliding along the curve of your waist and hip.

This was the only way you’d ever want to be woken up. Soothing, careful reminders of how much he desired you. His body enveloping you in his warmth from behind as you stir from your deep slumber. Dreams of him quickly and happily being replaced by this calm, loving moment.

You love mornings like this. Where he takes his time. Where his hands explore every inch of you like it’s your first time together. Soft hums of content and growing desire sounding in your throat with each touch. Quiet urgings for him to continue.

His hand slowly dips between your legs. A silent request for them to part. His other hand wrapped around you, never ceasing its exploration of you until he grips your breast. Fingertips gently rolling and tugging at your stiffened buds before kneading the soft flesh with firm, tender motions.

Your hand finds his in the growing heat between your legs. Fingers laced with his as he grips your inner thigh, pulling you back against his already hardened length. Your lips part in a silent gasp with each lazy thrust, encouraging your own arousal. His cock throbbing against you, trickles of pre-cum leaving erratic trails on your lower back.

He parts your legs further, slotting one of his own between them. His hand leaving your skin to rub his tip slowly along your wet folds. Your gentle hums turn to needy moans and your hand moves up to hold his head, fingers threading through his hair. A low grunt sounds in his chest, rumbling against your back.

He enters you slowly, the familiar stretch making your body shiver with ecstasy. Each movement is deliberate and drawn-out. This morning is not simply for pleasure, but connection. To feel you deeply in every way imaginable.

Shallow breaths and quiet moans fill the air as he continues his smooth, languid thrusts. A strong hand pressing firmly on your lower stomach keeps you close. Keeps each movement deep and precise. The tip of his cock rhythmically brushing against your sweet spot making you dizzy with pleasure.

Teeth graze your shoulder. He feels you getting closer. Feels the steady tensing of your walls around his dick. The growl in his throat betrays his wanting. Betrays his desire to feel you come undone around him. Biting and sucking at your neck and shoulders to push you over the edge and ground himself at the same time.

Lazy twirls of his fingers against your sensitive clit leave you gushing. Your sweet nectar coating his cock and your body shaking in his embrace from it's intensity. But he hasn't finished yet.

Firm, guiding hands press you into the mattress. Your stomach flush with the soft fabric of your sheets. His leg pressing yours higher to take you deeper. The rippling of his muscles firm against your back. Any friction soothed by the slick sweat built up between you.

Only now does he allow himself to let go. Now that you have been satisfied. Picking up the speed and intensity of his thrusts to have you grip the sheets in pure bliss with his cock twitching inside you, anxious for release. Only pulling out when he is at the very brink, rubbing between your ass cheeks, bodies pressed together until he's spilling onto your back.

A shuddering moan escapes him. Warm, sticky cum layered between you. Strong arms wrap around you, pulling you into his body while he lays beside you. Gentle kisses peppering your shoulders once more before lifting you from the bed and carrying you to the shower.

Warm water flows over you, rinsing away the evidence of your morning and any existing tiredness from your night. Roughened hands rub away any weariness and strong arms remind you that you are exactly where you want to be.

#yeah.#yes.#thank you so much wow #monkey d garp x reader #opw

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Breed Me (Garp x Reader NSFW)

Warnings: NSFW, size kink, breeding kink

Monkey D. Garp is not a gentle, nor a particularly intimate person.

Although the increasingly humiliating positions you find yourself in are no doubt carnal in nature, there is nothing in this relationship that can be misconstrued as lovemaking. He is rough with you, demanding and almost predatory. He demands more out of your body than you sometimes think you’re capable of giving. But every time, through one means or another, he pulls you out of the flames and onto the other side.

The rush alone keeps you coming back for more.

Garp warned you that you weren’t ready to take him. That you weren’t physically capable of handling what he had to offer.

‘I think I know my own limits", you’d insisted. And you pushed, and pushed, and pushed until you finally got what you wanted.

That was the first time, and you never got a second warning after that.

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Monkey D Garp x Female Reader - bratty girl

Warnings: spanking, fbackshots, vaginal penetration, degradation kink, dirty talk/teasing, rough sex, brat taming, finger sucking, orgasm denial

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Your whimpers from the large man’s spanks were covered up by the calloused fingers he used to fuck down your throat, his other heavy hand delivering rough slaps on your ass. “Mmph!” Your eyes roll back as you feel him slap your ass again, “You’re always being such a bratty girl. I don’t think you understand who you’re dealing with darling cause you seem to have forgotten who’s in charge. Don’t worry though cause I’ll remind you. Since you want to be a bratty girl you get what bratty girls get.” Garp’s words are spoken in a frustrated tone as his hand never lets up.

You feel tears welling in your eyes from the sting on your ass cheeks, your body bent over his desk without a care of who would walk in since it was the middle of the night. Most soldiers have gone to their rooms leaving Garp and you in his office for some overtime. His papers scattered all over the floor making you whine, as his slaps only knocked more things off the desk, rocking your body in the process. You yelp at the feel of his hand running over your soaked panties, the sound of his disappointed huff making you shiver. “Bratty girl getting all wet just from being disrespectful. Now I have to spank you like you’re a child.” His words followed by an even harder slap, a scream trying to leave you that his fingers in your mouth covered up.

“Garp~” You words a weird muffled sound that made him grunt, “Not a fucking sound out of you brat. Mislabeling work, interrupting an important call, now we both have to stay extra late for more work to be done but no~ I have to sit here and punish my bratty girl for being such a damn distraction.”

“Sworry~” You moan as he slaps your pussy before going back to slap your ass further rocking your body against his desk from the force. The strength in his muscles working extra hard, veins bulging in his hands and arms. Garp was a mouth of muscle and he really used it on you but moments like this he never held back even if you were his sweet princess. Right now though you were nothing more than a distracting brat who needed a lesson in respect for her elders.

“Think these spanks aren’t enough, maybe I have to rearrange that rude little pussy of yours. What do you say bratty girl? Want my cock to fuck some respect into you?” Garp asks as he rubs your sore ass, his large hand covering your entire cheek with a grunt. Smirking as he feels you moan around his fingers, your greedy tongue swirling and sucking around the rough calloused pads of his fingertips. “Bratty girl somehow always gets what she wants.” Garp grumbles out but he had a trick up his sleeve that would definitely make you listen.

Ripping your lace panties making you whine he stood up from his chair and positioned his heavy cock against your folds. “Listen you might be my favorite bratty girl out there but this making me stay late after work has got to stop. So lesson time it is sweetie.” Garp grins as you try to turn your head to look at him with pleading eyes that he ignores. Using his hand he grabs your ass, using his thumb to open up your cunt more for him as he runs his cock along your slutty folds. Your pussy excited despite the sting on your ass cheeks.

“Such a pretty pussy. Too bad she won’t be cumming.” Garp laughs at your wide eyes as he slams his hips forward making you scream loudly. His fingers pushing further down your throat to make you gag and choke, his cock being squeezed for dear life in the warmth of your juicy pussy. “Bratty girls don’t get to cum.” Garp smirks against your ear as you only whine, your tongue swirling around his finger as if you were trying to beg for mercy.

“No amount of ‘sorry’s will change your punishment. You’re a bratty girl who needs to learn her place.” Garp groans at the feeling of your cunt tightening at his words, his cock leaking in your cunt making you whimper. “What’s the matter bratty girl? You think I’m gonna let you cum after all this work I have to do now because of you?” His laugh is loud and it’s like it sends vibrations all up your body making your head swirl.

You tried pushing back into his meaty cock but he only fucked you harder, his hips pinning you down and making the desk creak loudly. It felt like the desk would give out from under you at the rate that he was fucking you and it made your head spin you felt like you were gonna cum from how deep his cock impaled your poor pussy.

The large man only laughed feeling the way your tight little cunt was trying to milk his cock, knowing that your release was close but sucks for you cause he was closer. Garp was a sucker for taming a bratty girl like yourself, his cock hard all day from your fuck ups knowing that your punishment and play time was inevitable. Clicking his teeth he only turned your head, his fingers in your mouth hooking your cheek like you were some kind of fish until you were looking at him.

“Gonna cum ain’t you bratty girl?” Garp’s sharp gaze drilling into your brain and you couldn’t help but moan in response. Smirking as he felt his cock twitch with the hard thrusts he was giving you he leaned in close.

“That’s too damn bad.” Garp grunts as he fucks his cum deep in your pussy catching you by surprise. Hips stilling with a groan that turned to a boisterous laugh as he watched his creamy seed drip down your legs.

#S T OP ITRRRTTTTTTT #PLS #SOMEOME #H E L P ME #what was that one thing winston said in new girl #i'm literally gonna look it up rn #oh great negro spiritual pls come down and loose these chains on this woman !!!! flesh on flesh #when the lights are off we are all the same dear lord HELP ME father #yeah i just watched that clip #because that's exactly how i feel #LOOSE THESE CHAINS HELP ME DADDY GARP #monkey d garp x reader #opw

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so idk if you’re taking requests, but i love how you write Luffy and his dialogue! if you want, i would love to see a sweeter side of luffy smut :,)

Luffy x Reader

maternity leave

Content Warning: afab!reader, smut, pregnancy kink, cunnilingus, dirty talk, pirate wench, should probably talk to HR

You had dozed off, woken by soft, trailing fingers. Over the months, your body had either given your torso enough room for your babe, or it was much smaller than you though his baby would turn out. Either way, you had been assured that you were growing at a normal rate.

Now though ...

Someone had laid a blanket over you, however your new baby bump was huge compared to what you last saw. Looking under the blanket showed the culprit.

You had always known Luffy had large hands, but when they encompassed your belly, you felt tiny despite the growth. He smiled now, leaning in and inhaling your skin as he nuzzled you.

"Luffy," you simply said, melting at the sight of him curled to you.

He grinned, broad enough to take all his face. "Shishi! I couldn't resist. You're so cute sleepin'."

You blushed, but tried to grumble. "I'd have liked to sleep longer."

He smiled, eyelids heavy as he hummed. "Sure ..."

With sudden realization, you sank back into your bed as he leaned in over you, the grin growing as he stirred you inside all over again. You sweated under his gaze. Those hands stroked your belly though, and you shifted with a hotter tint to your cheeks while he slipped his tongue over his lips.

"I can't sleep," Luffy whispered.

"I noticed." You shifted, dark as you spread your legs, but he only settled between your thighs, starting a slow grind against your core. He was already naked.

With a hiss, you arched to him - into his hands as he rubbed your baby bump. You blinked, going still when you realized just how hard he was against you.

"You're driving me crazy."

You bit your lip as he smoothed your pajama shirt up. You shivered while you helped him get it off, nipples already pricking for his touch, but he enveloped your belly again. "Luffy ...?"

"I wanna eat you up. There's so much more of you now." As he licked his lips again, you braced yourself for some cheesy lines, until he said, "But the more I eat of you, the hungrier I get."

With a hard swallow, you lit up. "Oh."

"I can't get enough of you anymore." Hot against your flesh, he stroked your belly as he leaned down to bow over it. Luffy kissed the topmost curve, and your heart fluttered. "But I'm starving, so I eat more. But then there's still more of you."

Luffy kissed down your belly, slipping your panties off on the way, and you moaned when he disappeared beneath the swell, only aware of the wet lips that traveled further to meet yours. He parted your labia with his fingers, revealing you to the cooler air before he licked your clit. When you gasped and pressed to his face, his answer was to thrust his fingers inside, pumping.

"Aah, keep it down," he whispered. "You might wake the baby."

Growing hot, you matched his volume, but said, "The baby isn't born yet ...!"

"Practice with me."

He swirled around your clit, searing your brain as his fingers quickened. You gaped to nothing, hands searching for his hair only to jolt when he suckled.

"Luffy!"

His answer was a chuckle. "You're so loud. We'll do lots of practice."

As Luffy latched back on, your hips trembled in your attempt to press for his mouth, gasping as you tried to keep the squeaks back. You found his hair and pulled at last, releasing a pleased groan.

"Captain, please ...!"

Tongue lewd as he slurped through your hot folds, Luffy just moaned to you. The vibration ran through you while his thick fingers delved and hooked within. He pulled, and your throat tightened as he found your g-spot.

"Captain!"

Luffy kissed your pussy and laughed with a shushing sound. "Hey, I can't fuck you until you learn to be quiet. Be a good girl. Shhhhh."

You paled, steaming through your pores with a whimper when he laved his tongue over your clit. Not that you wanted him to ever stop ever again, but the thought of his cock not completing you ... You clutched his hair and when you pulled, his tongue glided inside as he slipped out his fingers.

He slurped, and your hips jumped as the pleasure shot through you. Lips working on yours while he ravaged and stretched deeper, filling you to your innermost reaches. As you clenched, gasping, writhing, he stroked your belly with another moan. Your heart pounded, bursting under the tenderness of his large hands and the lascivious nature of his tongue. Eyes rolling back, you searched out for one hand, squeezing while you still pulled on his hair.

With a groan, engorging himself on you, Luffy laced his fingers with yours. Your jaw unhinged with your gasp until he latched around your clit and entrance to suck hard. You came with a squeal and jolt, crying out as his raunchy hum of delight vibrated against your clit which throbbed through your body.

When he sat upright, lips dripping with your juices, he grunted, wiping his lips to lick his fingers, "I can't stop eating you." He grinned while you panted. "We should have twenty more."

As he came down to smother you with kisses, madly, you thought you might agree.

#y a l l #this should be illegal #a sin #FUCK #i need him #opw #monkey d luffy x reader

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bokutosbiceps · 7 days

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STOP FEEDING MY GROWING CRUSH ON LUFFY! I'M TRYNNA GET OVER HIM CUZ I CAN'T KEEP UP W THE SERIES😭😭😭

here, lemme help

Luffy x Reader

where do you think you're going

Content Warning: afab!reader, smut, dubious consent, restraints, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, Gear 5th, no escape

“Hmmm? What’d’ya mean?” He pouted. That damned pout that made you turn to goo. Or to at least squish his face.

Luffy wasn’t supposed to look so good. Shirt open for that scar to tease you. The starlight making black eyes glitter on the upper deck where the helm sat quiet. You never thought you’d fall for the sweet smile type — the laugh until it infected you type. You had always looked at tall, stoic men. They would whisk you away with kisses and sweet words.

Instead, this rough and tumble pirate captain had dragged you into one adventure after another, seducing you with strong hands and wandering teeth tugging for your cries when the mood struck.

That wasn’t a problem in and of itself, of course, but the adventures …

“I can’t keep up,” you whispered. Your head dropped now, flush with embarrassment as his stance shifted into a droop. “I’m not as powerful as you.”

Not even as strong as any of his weakest crewmates.

Hopping along, you had hoped to find your place on his ship, and while you were at home there in his arms and in the other’s friendship, you were no powerhouse, and the adventures were getting so very dangerous. This last time, Luffy had almost died. Though to hear him tell it, you thought he actually had.

And it sent your gut and heart lurching. Had you lost him? Even for a brief moment?

What could you have even done to help him?

He had beaten Kaido, but you had been hiding during the raid. The others could praise you for helping the geisha escape all they liked, but you know you had been saving yourself too.

Luffy’s pout hardened though, his brow creasing. “You don’t gotta be strong.”

“I won’t ever be! I’m just — me.”

“And I like you.”

You blushed.

Of course, you knew that. Hip breaking time alone had told you that much.

“Stay.”

A shock went through your frame. You wanted to, of course, but he wasn’t listening. As usual.

“I … can’t.”

When he frowned, eyes going deep and still, you had to look away. You think it was that intensity that had first caught you, after all. It was just a trap at this point.

“I have to say goodbye.”

Luffy snorted. “I don’t say goodbye.”

Your eyes widened as he grasped your shoulders. For an instant, you flushed with heat, but when Luffy dragged you against him, an inferno scorched you. Luffy pressed you onto the bench, and instinct had you open your legs so he could press between.

Oh, no—

Tongue to tongue, Luffy sucked hard before releasing with a gasp.

“I won’t ever say it.”

Your jaw dropped only for him to pinch your bottom lip, his hand over your wrist to press over your head.His black eyes pulled you back in.

“I won’t let you go.”

You had died. Somehow, somewhere in the recesses of your mind, you went still in shock as he grinned.

That damned grin that had you wet with want.

Luffy pulled up your shirt, ducking under to latch onto your breast through your bra. You let out a shocked cry before he pressed his hand over your mouth.

“You can’t say it either.”

Heat pulsed and pooled in your belly. When you tried to close your thighs, he pressed against you instead, his bulge grinding for your core under your skirt. With a whine, you wiggled on his cock, squirming as he yanked your shirt off. He ground harder while he worked at your bra, tossing it over his shoulder. Laying you bare when your panties and skirt joined the rest.

You panted on the bench, naked and sweating when he gathered both wrists in that huge hand.

His tongue laved across your breast, slurping and running lewd circles on every curve.

Yet at your nipple, he bit with a groan that had your hips jolt. You moaned through his hand, melting with wide eyes as Luffy loomed over you.

“Aaah, you’re so cute,” he said. “I don’t wanna let you go. I’ll …”

His eyes lit up, and you shrank back with a hot flush as he whisked off his yellow sash.

Hot with shame as he tied you to the bench, draping you across the cushion, you struggled with his strength — didn’t he see this was why!? — yet the light in his eyes only glowed brighter still.

You squealed when his now free hands twisted your teats. Bucking, you flushed to find your pussy leaving a smear on his jeans where his bulge pressed for you.

“Luffy, please …” You teared up, moaning while he chuckled. As your clit rubbed on denim, your face flared.

He leaned over you, thrusting against your ache as he squeezed your breasts with a groan. “Much better.”

“Luffy, you can’t just—”

“I’m gonna fuck you raw tonight.”

You went still, gaping as he ground harder.

He began a vicious flicking of your nipples, and your squeal had him licking your parted lips. You pressed harder against the promise between your thighs.

Was this his actual goodbye? But he had said he never said that …

You steamed in the heat of him.

Would Luffy really just keep you here with him? You moaned, panting when you heard the zipper.

Hot flesh slapped your pussy.

“Or maybe you’ll fuck me?” He smiled when you shook. His cock slipped to your entrance, and it betrayed you, parting with hot juices for his tip.

Burning in your mortification, you thrust onto his cockhead as he grunted.

“Good girl.” You preened, panting as you stuffed yourself onto his thickness. Your pussy lips spread wide as his cock bulged and pulsed inside. “That’s so cute. You keep trying to shove it all in … I love that.”

His eyes danced as he pulled back, just far enough that you whimpered. In a few little inches, you could — you could get that whole huge thing inside! Just … one more …!

You writhed and arched, straining while he stroked your breasts. Luffy strummed over your teats and licked drooling lips as you sweat to spear more. If this was the last time, you wanted it. Every last bit. His cock and his tongue, that touch of his fingers while he scratched down your curves.

“Luffy,” you whispered, squealing when he pulled back a bit. “Don’t — don’t …! I need it. I wanna cum on your fat cock!”

“Then come and take it,” he murmured, grinning through a sheen of sweat.

As he pinched your clit, your mind cracked in two, split on his cock like your throbbing pussy. You slammed down, gasping when he growled and jerked forward to meet you.

“I love watching you stuff yourself! Too weak? Can’t keep up!?” You gaped at the froth as he pummeled you into the bench. While he bled into white, and dark eyes glowed red. “I don’t care! I want you on me every day! What’s the rest of that matter when I just need you to cum on my cock?”

With a squeal, you tugged on your restraints and arched to his pounding hips when white curls pressed to yours. Your eyes widened as his cock bulged inside. Not like when he came. Not a quick pulse and then he slacked.

No, he grew.

Your jaw unhinged, and Luffy pressed your knees up to your ears with a wide grin and eyes. Trapping you under him.

“Shishishishi! Look at that pussy full of cock. That’s a pretty sight. You cumming yet?” He leaned in, laving his tongue across your shocked, parted lips. “Who cares if you can’t catch up … when you love my cock this much?”

Tears in your eyes, you moaned with his tongue thrusting for the back of your throat, gagging as an outpouring of seed filled you, and your pussy sang in surrender.

When his cock popped out, you sagged onto the bench. He chuckled as he turned you over, your arms crossing in the restraint of his sash.

“So where do you think you’re going?”

You melted when he thrust back in from behind.

“Nowhere … nowhere!” With a moan, you slapped your hips back. You speared yourself onto him and choked on a moan from the girth.

“That’s right. You’ll be limping. I’ll have Chopper put you on bed rest.”

You nodded hard, shaking as his cock bulged again.

Except, he only grew, and you bucked with renewed purpose, sweating for the wet kiss of his cockhead against your womb. Your skin flared. Your pussy ached, swallowing him whole as he grabbed your hips and dragged you back.

“Good girl,” he purred, and you whimpered into the cushion of the bench while you could do naught else but twitch to the rush of his seed invading once again.

A steady drip of cum plopped onto the deck.

#sT O P #S T O P IT #HOLY SHIT #OHHHHH MYOS #the WAY he keeps saying good girl i'll cum rn i swear #WOW.#AMAZING WORK OP BLESS YOU.#monkey d luffy x reader #opw #one piece

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lunch break - garp x reader

pairing: monkey d. garp x reader rating: 18+ summary: This wasn't how it was supposed to go. You joined the Marines to fight against pirates! You were supposed to make it to the top ranks and be the best in the field. To protect the seas and the islands in them. But then you met Monkey D. Garp. tags: pwp, pregnant!reader, desk/office sex, gentle sex, pregnancy kink, breeding kink, GDILF!garp, former marine reader, husband and wife

This wasn't how it was supposed to go. You joined the Marines to fight against pirates! You were supposed to make it to the top ranks and be the best in the field. To protect the seas and the islands in them. But then you met Monkey D. Garp.

The man was old enough to be your grandfather and here you were, walking through the base with lunch in hand. Garp had told you to stay home and he'd find another way to eat. He didn't want you leaving the home you shared just to bring him some lunch. But you told him that the exercise was good, especially good for the baby.

He sighed and told you not to take any detours, it didn't matter if an old woman needed to get something off a shelf or there was a kicked puppy. You were to go to the base, see him then go home. He didn't want to take chances with his pregnant wife.

So the whole Marine thing didn't work out, it only took a year in the service and a few too many occasions of unprotected sex before you made a nice home for yourself. But you were happy, sure the age gap was a bit to wince at but you were an adult. You could make your own choices, and the vice admiral made you very happy.

You were let into the base, most could recognize you by now. You were six months along now, and around lunchtime your baby knew that it was time to stretch so as you made it through the halls of the base, you had to rest against walls or sit on ledges and stools to take a small break. Garp was happy that his boy was active, it would mean that he'd be a good Marine.

You corrected him and told him it was his *daughter* who was active, and he didn't have a good track record of his family becoming Marines.

Eventually you made it all the way to his office and rubbed your lower back. A sharp kick in the ribs made you exhale deeply. You patted your belly, ”Calm down you.“ Before you knocked on the door.

Garp told you to come in and he was delighted when he saw you. He got up from his chair quickly and went over to you. He even took off his jacket to cover your bare shoulders, ”You're going to catch a cold.“ He said, he took the wrapped lunch and shepherd you to the desk where he placed the homemade meal.

”It's warm out today.“ You tried to argue, but he was stubborn. Instead he leaned down and kissed you on the cheek and rested a large hand on your belly. The doctor on the island said that the baby might be the largest born in a long time.

”Still. If you get sick, I wouldn't know what to do with myself.“ He pulled away and grabbed you a chair to sit down on. He then guided you to sit down, he eyed your belly and smiled. Not much longer now.

He grabbed another chair and sat it across from you. ”How is he?“

”She's doing fine, she knows I was coming to see you.“ You relaxed a bit in the chair to get the pressure off your back, ”Come feel.“ You pulled your shirt up a bit to expose your belly and reached over to grab his hand, ”She needs to know who her daddy is.“ When he touched your skin, your heart skipped a beat.

Garp smiled, the kind of smile that reached those beautiful eyes. He rubbed your warmed skin, ”Are you being good to mama?“ He asked, ”Not causing her any trouble?“ He was hoping to fully retire by the time your child was born, then he could stay home and keep up with his child and younger wife. He wasn't too sure how much time he had left, he was getting older.

”She's doing great, she's got quite the kick.“ You chuckled and placed a hand over his. Call it hormones but the way he was being so attentive was a bit of a turn on. It made you feel warm all over as he felt for the child you made together. A piece of your love.

You got up from the chair and kept his hand on your exposed belly as you went to sit in his lap.You felt your heart hammer in your chest like it was your first love.

”My beautiful wife.“ He said softly as he kissed at your temple. Soon both large hands were roaming your belly, ”Giving me strong babies.“ He felt so warm towards you. You placed your hands over his and turned your head to face him.

”You made me this way, I wouldn't want children with anyone else.“ Then kissed him on the lips. What started out as a soft couple's kiss turned into something more heated. Soon you felt something hard against your back.

”Good, because after this one I think we should give him a sibling. Maybe two.“ He pulled you in for another kiss as one hand dipped between your legs. The other remained on your belly for support. He undid the button of your pants and pulled down past your swollen middle.

”How about our own Marine force?“ You giggled as you felt your face grow hot. His thumb played with your clit and you bit your lip to hold back a moan. You felt so small compared to him, he was a large man after all.

”I'd be happy with that.“ He rubbed your swollen middle. He whispered in your ear, ”We have about twenty minutes before the cadets finish lunch. Or we can wait till I get home. What's my wife thinking of doing?” His voice was hot and it warmed your core.

You smiled at him, “I'd let my husband take me in front of every cadet at the base, it's already evident that you and I have a lot of fun in the bedroom.”

“That's my girl.” He grinned before he leaned in for one last kiss. His thumb still played with your clit over your panties. When he pulled away he said, ”I'll help you on to the desk.“ Then watched you get up and off his lap.

With some support from the desk, you got your pants and underwear off. Your sandals found their way next to them as you tried to get yourself onto the desk. But the size you were now, it made it hard to do that. So Garp had to hoist you up.

He looked down at you, ”If it hurts, let me know.“ he rubbed the top of your head, ”I don't need you to be in more pain.“ Then get between your legs. He carefully undid his pants. His cock was threatening to break the seams of his underwear as he exposed it to you.

You licked your lips, his cock was impressive. A slight curve, and thick. When you two first started to have sex, it was a struggle getting it to fit. You spent hours in Garp's room as he pleasured you in other ways to get you relaxed enough to make it fit.

You were certain that if you were an outsider looking in, you'd wonder how he fit into you. Something so big fitting into something so small.

He leaned down to kiss you once more while he held onto your left thigh with one hand and rubbed his hardened cock against your wet pussy with his other hand. He groaned into the kiss, just the smallest taste of what he wanted. The pussy he bred happily.

Sure you weren't a Marine anymore, but you did your service by making sure that your husband got pleasure. You held onto the edge of the desk with one hand and held onto your exposed belly with the other. This felt more fulfilling than active duty.

”Ready?“ He asked.

You nodded, you knew it was going to hurt a little but for your husband it was worth it. To feel that connected to him in a way that no one else on the island could. with him. You gripped onto the desk tightly and scrunched up your face as he slowly pushed into you.

You told yourself to relax and he was able to get every last inch inside. Now you felt extra full. You leaned back a little and he helped you lie on the desk, he moved things out of the way. You held onto his wrists where his hands were on your thighs as leverage for his thrusts.

”You're beautiful.“ He admired as he slowly thrusted. Your body moved gently against the wood of the table. He didn't want to tear or bruise anything. So he was going to be gentle with you. After all, you were in a fragile state.

You chuckle softly, ”Just wait until I'm screaming my head off in three months.“ You moved one hand away and rubbed your middle as he kept a consistent pace. You felt warm all over, this was the man you married. The one who changed your whole path for the better.

”And I'll still love you then. You can be mad at me all you want, as long as you and the baby are safe at the end.“ He reached and rubbed your bump too, ”I'll be there the whole way.“ His pace moved marginally faster and your stomach did a flip from the rush of pleasure.

You moaned, “Garp!” You felt the pressure build up in your gut which only increased when he started to pick up the pace. You held onto your belly and his wrist for support as he thrusted up into you. You could tell he was watching every expression on your face as he moved in and out.

Your back arched slightly when he hit a good spot and he leaned down to seal you into a kiss so you didn't make too much noise. You were married but he'd never live it down if someone caught the two of you making love in his office.

You felt his white facial hair tickle your face as he continued to move inside of you. His thrusts were gentle and caring, you knew he could be dominating and rough but in the state you were in, the last thing on his mind was to hurt you.

It felt almost romantic if it weren't for the fact it was being done in his office. The office he saw people almost every day, where he conducted his business.

You made a small moaning noise into the kiss and he said “Shh, shh, shh. Let me make you feel good.” His voice was quiet as he continued to thrust up into you. He held onto you as he moved, his heart raced with every hard thrust. “You're perfect.“ He said.

“Thank you, Garp.“ You replied with his lips so close to yours. The two of you kissed once more and the pleasure was building up. You didn't have much time and you didn't want to go home unsatisfied.

You rolled your hips alongside him as he kept kissing you. Both of his hands were on your hips down as he thrusted against you. The feeling was amazing, you loved how you felt under him.

He continued his movements as the feeling of pleasure took over. He moved a bit faster for the last few strokes and with one more jab against your sweet spot, you both climaxed at the same time. He pulled you into a searing kiss to keep both of your quiet as he finished inside of you, which left your insides all sticky.

You held onto his tightly as you climaxed and then relaxed, out of breath onto the desk. Garp pulled out and rubbed your swollen middle, “That's a good mama, making her husband feel good.”

Cum dripped out of you and onto the floor. Which he quickly cleaned up with a handkerchief in his pocket. He leaned down and kissed your belly, “Alright, mama, let's get you dressed and sent back home. You have to rest.' He smiled before he grabbed your bottoms from the floor.

As you laid in euphoric bliss, you couldn't have been happier. You may have failed as a Marine but you were very good at being a housewife.

#yeah #idk what it is about a man acting all soft + protective when they're person is pregnant but JESUS #monkey d garp x reader #one piece #opw

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♡ DILFS DILFS DILFS: caught masturbating w/ Garp & afab!reader

a/n: in light of Garp with the Wano glow up, a fic for me (i'm getting good at that "writing for me" thing) and also for @tardiiart who never fails to give me the horniest brainrot. i'm merely a little cat, smashing the keyboard to put their ideas into a full blown fic. can't write a Garp fic without dedicating it to @rowan-rites so please consider this my humble gift (´,,•ω•,,)♡

contains: afab!reader (no pronouns, 'cunt' used once to describe genitals), masturbation and reader getting caught doing so, dirty talk, fingering, overstimulation

word count: 1.5k

You hump that poor pillow as if your life depends on it.

It’s been weeks now since Garp has been gone, leaving you alone and dry in this small house. He was a busy and high ranking marine, yes, and he had grandkids somewhere in the East Blue which he had abandoned with some mountain bandits and which he visited every few months, sure. But when was it your turn to crawl into his big arms again and let him show you how much he missed you?

Your last letter remained unanswered and you haven’t been able to reach him via the transponder snail either, hoping you could at least hear his voice for a bit – by now the two of you were champs when it came to phone sex, probably much to the horror of Garp’s subordinates who had to listen to the whole thing. Your man’s voice was everything but subtle when he came with a groan over some important documents probably, pushed over the edge by your whispered sins and the things you wanted to do with him once he was back home.

Oh, how you wished he were here with you right now. That pillow was nothing compared to edging on Garp’s big thighs, his hand around your throat as he made you beg, your sweet mewls his favorite sounds. He was a tease, his physical strength beyond measure, easily tossing and turning around as he wished but always making sure you came first, if not multiple times before him. A cock his size needed good preparation anyway; you’ll never forget the triumphant feeling when you were able to take him to the base for the first time, all for the prize of not being able to walk for three days afterwards.

“Garp… Garp, I–”

You let out a frustrated groan, chasing that orgasm but never fully getting there; as if your own body was laughing at your desperate attempts to replace Garp’s thick cock with your mere fingers and a pillow. With your face down and your ass up you reach for the bottom drawer of your nightstand, fumbling around for a toy that could help you out of your misery, your juices running down the inside of your thighs.

“My, my… what a nice view.”

You shriek and almost fall off the bed, startled by the rumbling laugh of the intruder leaning in the doorframe, until you realize it’s your one and only, finally home. Garp is quick to catch you, an arm wrapped around your waist as he maneuvers you back to bed again, sitting down next to you.

“You’re home! You’re finally home! But when did you–”

You interrupt your own sentence by kissing him on the lips, your arms wrapped around his neck. If this was a dream, you wanted to make every second of it count, but from the way his chest vibrates with every laugh and from how his fingers dig into your flesh, pulling you closer, you know that this is the sweet, sweet reality. Your fingers run through his black hair which slowly whitens on the sides, only making him more desirable than ever, and you let out a soft moan when his calloused hands wander underneath your shirt, teasing your stiff nipples.

“I missed you so much, darling”, he coos and steals another kiss from you, his tongue seeking yours, smiling against your lips when he feels you sinking into the kiss with your eyes closed. You felt dizzy from him, his scent, but also from the aching arousal between your legs that fully burned up again under his touch, greedy for more.

“How long have you been standing there?”, you ask breathless, your hand resting on his broad chest. He was wearing one of those tropical shirts again you got him for his birthday, the buttons holding onto for dear life whenever he stretched or flexed his muscles.

“Long enough to see you need a helping hand…”

And just like that Garp grabs you and bends you over his lap, your surprised gasp quickly turning into a sweet mewl the moment he spreads your cheeks apart to get a better view at the dripping mess you’ve made of yourself. One hand is gently holding you down at the back of your neck while his other dips into your wetness, two of his plump fingers sliding in with ease. You arch your back and wiggle your hips for more friction, but he doesn’t move yet, enjoying the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers as you whimper frustrated into the bedsheets.

“Let me take care of you, okay? Just be good…”, he growls and, much to your delight, adds a third finger before he finally starts pushing in and out of you, lewd sounds of your core filling the room. You were wet to begin with, but his thick fingers stretching you wide open only added to that, your juices running down his hands after a few pumps already. The additional friction of your clit rubbing against his thigh made it even more pleasurable and you cry out in joy, muffled by his hand now covering half of your face slightly.

You open your mouth wide for him, letting his fingers slip between your lips as you start sucking on them, greedy, your tongue curling around them to show your lover how much you’ve missed him. Your whole body felt like it was on fire, edging on your climax like you did before, only much more intensely this time. Garp leans down to you, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers with a raspy voice.

“You’re so wet for me, baby, so tight… you missed my cock, hm? I’ll fuck you properly, I promise, but first I need you to cum for me, will you? Show me how good you are, okay?”

At this point you’re only sobbing and drooling all over his fingers as you cum violently under his touch, your whole body trembling in his lap as if you were merely a little toy, used to his own delight. Your orgasm lasts a long time, huge waves crashing over you as you curl your toes and grip the sheets until the white of your knuckles show, all under Garp’s constant praise. You cry out loud once he removes his fingers, already grieving the loss of them, only to find yourself flipped around and being pulled into a seating position in Garp’s lap, your back resting against his broad chest.

While you’re still catching your breath, he makes you spread your legs wide open, his throbbing cock rubbing between your ass cheeks through his pants and you shiver, so hungry for him. He muffles your needy mewls with another kiss as he twists and turns you around as he pleases, growling when you grind against him, not willing to leave him the upper hand just yet.

But Garp had other plans and one of them was to make you count out loud the amount of times he made you cum before you could have his cock. You watch his fingers disappear in your cunt again as he kisses down your neck, and you whimper when he curls them up slightly to hit your sweet spot. Still sensitive from your orgasm prior all you can do is cling onto his arm and let the high rush over you one more time, a shaky “two” falling off your lips, another number quickly added when he keeps fingerfucking you through your orgasm and charms another one out of you, your cries of pleasure only engaging him more.

“Count to five and you can have my cock, yes love?”

Unable to form any words, all you can do is nod weakly, your cheeks flushed and your chest heaving, covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Your whole body felt as if it was floating into higher spheres. This was all you craved for the last weeks, to melt in his arms while he fucks you until you see stars, no, whole galaxies as he fills you up completely. Your fingers cling onto his arm as he continues shoving almost his whole fist inside, only his thumb outside rubbing over your poor clit, the sensation of it making you blank.

“Want me to stop?”

Garp holds still for a moment, giving you a second to breathe and kiss away the tears pricking in the corner of your eyes as he hums against your skin. You smile about the unexpected softness of it and lean in for another kiss, before you shake your head and guide his free hand to your neck, showing him how to choke you the right way while you twitch underneath his fingers buried inside of you.

“Still two more until you’ll fuck me sore, right?”

#sorry yall pls prepare for the garp fics LOL #one piece #monkey d garp x reader #opw

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I'm not even sure if you're still taking requests, but I wonder how the cast (the 4 idiots, Ohma, Falcon [If you write for him], Carlos, and anybody else) would react to a tall, goth fighter!Could be sfw and/or nsfw. Bonus points if she's a woman! Bonus bonus points if she's just as strong as them!

Found your blog recently and I love your Kengan stuff! Hope you're having an amazing day/night! 💙

sorry, honey, i don't take requests anymore 😗 but thank you for your kind words !!

#lovely readers

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Real quick, do you take requests for Hideki Nogi from Kengan Ashura?

i don't take requests anymore, sorry darlin 🥺💕

#lovely readers

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When you forget them🖤🖤🖤

Pairings: Straw hat boys x f!reader

Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Usopp, Zoro

Tw: Angst/ Fluffy ending/ slightly suggestive in Zoro's/ Whole cake island spoilers in Sanji's

Notes: I went overboard on everybody's ngl; This is written a little wonky; This is proofread but there may still be mistakes, especially because I'm editing this at 4 am🖤🖤🖤

S: When you get attacked by an enemy with a memory-erasing devil fruit, there's a few of your crew mates that take it harder than the others

🖤Luffy

Luffy knew something was wrong when he heard the way Nami yelled for him, and felt his stomach drop when he saw everyone crowded around you.

Doesn't take it well, would probably panic and handle it as if he's lost a crewmate. What do you mean you don't remember him? That didn't make sense. You've been through so much together.

Might grab your shoulders, shake them a little in his desperation,looking in your eyes with a stern glare and telling you different things you've done with the crew and with him, but the longer you just look at him confused, the more desperate he gets, the louder his voice gets, and the tighter his grip gets on your shoulders. He's scaring you at this point, this guy you don't know but that desperately wants you to, so Sanji and Usopp have to yank him away, telling him to calm down and that it's not going to work that way.

He's a little out of it for a while after that, probably spending his time sitting quietly on the Sunny's head. This is definitely one of those times when he needs support and a pep talk from Zoro. Needs him to tell him to stay strong and be the captain you need right now even if it hurts that you no longer remember him.

Fortunately, you're smart enough to know that these people are important to you, even if you don't remember them, and that something happened that erased your memory of them, so you don't fault Luffy for his hectic reaction for long before sympathizing with him. The only problem is that you don't know what to do to help, not knowing what might actually help and what might hurt.

He's not sure how to approach you for the first few weeks after your memory is wiped either. He tries to approach you cheerfully a few times, but he didn't like the feeling he got in his belly when you looked at him. Something in your eyes was missing. It didn't feel like the you he was used to because all the affection and familiarity was gone. It was gone and he didn't know how to bring it back, especially since he doesn't know how or why he ever received it in the first place. So he just misses you quietly from afar for a little while and the entire crew can feel how forlorn he is.

He gets tired of this quickly though because let's face it, he can't stay away from you for very long. He figures if he starts to treat you like normal again then eventually you'll feel normal again too. Being sweet and being all in our face, hanging off of you. Sanji has to remind him to ask for your permission before invading your space and sticking to you like glue, but what Sanji doesn't know is that you actually like it a lot, because even though it technically shouldn't feel familiar, it does. It's like muscle memory when you naturally wrap your arms around him when he hugs you, or how comfortably you sit onto his lap when he pulls you over by your hand. It feels right even if you can't recall all the times you two have been affectionate in the past.

It's a joyous day when your memory returns a month or so later.

You conceal your laughter when you bump into Luffy's back, resulting in him hurriedly shushing you while laughing a little himself. You two are currently sneaking into the kitchen after lunch because Luffy convinced you to somehow, claiming that he was still hungry. So now,after one more glance at Sanji, who was currently arguing with Zoro, Luffy tugs you into the kitchen after him. You watch him from the door(because you're on lookout duty) with a fond cross between a frown and a smile as he greedily rummages through the fridge.

“How can you still be hungry after the show you put on at lunch?” You sigh with crossed arms as you watch him pick out some things for you both to snack on later. Luffy just pouts the way he usually does when he's lying.

“I didn't even eat that much.” He mumbles unconvincingly, making you laugh.

“You almost ate Chopper! Just like that time in Alabasta!” You remind him with an eye roll before pausing and frowning. You remembered Luffy slurping Chopper up with his noodles. Not just the image you created for yourself after Luffy's reenactment of the story. You remembered the dinner. You vividly remember sitting at the dining table with your crew. You had the honor of having a seat by King Cobra that day,but that also meant sitting next to Luffy and having to watch him scarf down food. You even remember almost choking on your own when you saw Chopper fly across the table, before tugging him out of Luffy's mouth. Luffy notices your silence and looks up at you from where he's crouched in front of the fridge.

“Hey, what's wrong? Is Sanji coming?” He asks as he watches you stare into space near the door. With wide eyes you look up at him.

“Alabasta.” You say quietly while staring at him, and Luffy just tilts his head at you with a frown.

“Alabasta? What's the matter? Do you want me to tell you about Alabasta again?” He inquires, not understanding what you're trying to say. He's told you about that adventure before, but he'd gladly tell you again if you want him to. You just look at him and shake your head quickly.

“No Luffy! I remember Alabasta! I remember you almost eating Chopper with your noodles!” You shout at him with big eyes,waving your hands through the air a little as other memories come flooding back. Luffy's eyes grow in size too once he realizes what you're telling him.

“You do!?” He shouts and you nod your head.

“I do!” You scream back before Luffy scoops you up in a hug and spins you around, the both of you screaming excitedly. You have your memories back. You both continue to hug before Luffy quickly puts you down and pulls you with him out the kitchen door, yelling to everyone that there's good news.

***🖤***

🖤Sanji

Sanji is stunned when you first ask who they all are, before looking at him with the same confused look. While everyone else asks you questions and crowds you, Sanji just falls behind, numb. You don't remember them? Him? You don't remember him? Did that mean everything you two had gone through to be together was gone? Every event? Every conversation? Has that all disappeared?

You and Sanji had been through so much before finally being together. Pining for one another, jealousy, misunderstandings, deep conversations, your heartfelt confessions, the entire whole cake island scenario and his brief arranged marriage. So much, before getting to the point you both were now. So Sanji is more than heartbroken when you give him those kind smiles you'd give him so long ago instead of the affectionate and familiar ones he'd gotten used to.

Unlike with a few of the other boys in this list, Sanji doesn't spend time apart from you in his sadness. Even if things are different and his heart aches when you stick to yourself or behave overly polite with everyone, it would hurt him even worse if he couldn't see you. So Sanji still pampers you like he always does. Maybe not with kisses and sweet nothing's like before, but with the same consideration and attention nonetheless. Waiting on you hand and foot, putting your safety first, and swooning whenever you so much as breath(just not as outwardly as before, not yet anyway)

He's tempted to hang around you even more than usual, hoping that spending more time together would speed up the process of getting back to normal, but as much as a rush as he's in, he can see that you're not comfortable being on a ship full of strangers,, even if you know you technically know who they are, so he restrains himself until you open up to him first.

Fortunately you open up to everyone pretty quickly, your friendship with them feeling like second nature to you despite all your different personalities. And to Sanji's extreme pleasure, you warm up to him too,because luckily, you're still very much attracted to his personality( as well as his looks ahem) so it's not long before you develop a crush on him again just like before. Even if you both aren't as close as you used to be yet, all that time getting to know one another better than anyone else, non-existent, he does find it cute how considerate you are when it comes to initiating things. Always asking if you guys used to do this or that, if he was comfortable with you doing this, and his favorite, if you could kiss him. As if you had to ask.

The day your memory returns you wake up in your guy's room, unconsciously looking for him as you gain your bearings. It isn't until after you rub the sleep out your eyes that you remember that for the month your memory had been gone, for your own comfort, Sanji had offered to stay in the boy's quarters again. Sanji. You suddenly feel your nose and face start to burn. You rub at your eyes and watch the tear drip down your hand, confused. Why were you crying? You look back at the empty spot next to you and feel the tears spill freely down your face again. You suddenly wanted to see Sanji so desperately, as if you haven't seen him in a long time, and without even realizing it you start to recall memories of him. The one that stood out the most, being the first time your eyes landed on him after getting separated in dressrosa and finding out he'd left Zou.

Sanji's quick on his feet when he hears you crying his name, and bursts through your door in seconds to find you sobbing on the bed.

“What's the matter baby?! What happened?!” He asks quickly and runs over to crouch in front of you. Sanji takes your face in his hands and wipes the tears with his thumbs but they just keep on coming.

“Please sweetheart. Are you alright?”Sanji tries again, needing you to calm the pulse in his chest, but you just continue to say his name quietly while looking at him with watery eyes. It didn't seem to him like anyone or anything had hurt you, but maybe that bastard's devil fruit was having another affect on you somehow. Either way, he wanted the tears to stop. He just sits and thinks for a moment before realizing something.

“Is this about your memory? I told you darling, it'll come back somehow so don't worry!-”Sanji tries to reassure you until you abruptly tug him into you, wrapping your arms around his shoulders in a tight hug. Pressing your face into his shoulder, you try to calm yourself so you can tell him the good news, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing. It was as if your body was making up for all the sadness you couldn't fully comprehend this past month. You feel Sanji start to rub your back, probably deciding it's best to wait until you can speak. So you take your time before finally telling him what you really want to say.

“I missed you.” You sigh with relief.

***🖤***

🖤Usopp

Does the same as Luffy for a moment, in the way he tries to run down different events you've all been through together, even tempted to tell you about some of his more embarrassing secrets that only you know, to see if it'll spark something, any of your precious memories together.

For the first couple weeks Usopp's discomfort is definitely the most obvious. The sniper is uncharacteristically quiet, his normal complaints, jokes, and screams basically non-existent. He's prickly, but he can't help it.He tries to control the pained look on his face whenever you ignorantly believe one of his exaggerated stories and turn to ask the crew if you all really did those things, or when he brings up one of the countless adventures you've all been through and you're the only one who can't relate now,but he can't help but deflate along with the entire cheerful atmosphere before dismissing himself. It feels bad for you too because even if it was unintentional you knew you had ruined the mood on the ship.

He knew it couldn't be helped because you don't know any better but that was the problem. You didn't know better because you didn't know him anymore.

So yeah it takes a few weeks before he approaches you ready to start over but he'd help you get to know him all over again a hundred times if it meant not letting your relationship die. Fortunately once he approaches you like he did when you both first met, things progress pretty quickly.

He sticks to you and is like your personal memory translator, all it takes is you looking over at him after hearing someone say something you don't understand, and he's quick to fill in the context for you. Because of this you naturally stick closer to him, just like before all this happened, eventually leading to you spending time with him outside of when he was helping you “regain” your memories, popping into his workshop to say hi, sitting next to him and asking about his new gadgets. Usopp had been trying to give you your space whenever he wasn't filling you in on things, but with you persistently approaching him , technically as a stranger, it's like he falls for you all over again, embarrassingly quickly at that. And the feeling is mutual.

Even if it hurts him when certain inside jokes he reflexively brings up go right over your head,or certain things you two used to do seamlessly end up being a little awkward,he's still really happy that nothing beside your memory has changed. You're still you and you guy's chemistry is still amazing. You click with him again right away, things like your shared humor, pet peeves, and fears making it easy for you to become friends with and develop feelings for him again. You two share your first( since this happened anyway) kiss much sooner than he ever expected.

It’s an energetic day on the Sunny, with everyone chilling on the deck in one way or another. The most noticeable being the boys kicking a ball across the lawn, turning it into a loud and wild game. You've made the mistake of drawing peacefully near their playing area, not remembering that not even 10 feet of space between you and them is enough to keep you safe. So you don't realize you're in the danger zone until it's too late and the ball is already bouncing off the back of your head.

“Oh no! Y/n are you alright?!” You hear Usopp yell, as well as the profanities Sanji is shouting at Luffy. Usopp runs up to you before squatting down, all while you groan and rub your head.

“You okay? He asks you softly while rubbing your back.

“Yeah I'm ok. It's not the first time Luffy's antics have almost killed me.” You grumble with annoyance lacing your voice, and everyone pauses to look at you. Looking around at everyone's wide eyes, you frown.

“What's wrong with you guys?” You ask and again the irritation in your tone catches everyone off guard.

“Uh- it's just that-! Y-you got mad at Luffy just now!” Usopp stutters and your frown deepens because you don't understand why everyone is being so weird. The reason they're so shocked though, is because ever since your memory got erased, you've been walking on eggshells around everybody. You were always speaking to everyone politely, or watching everyone quietly and soaking up information, and most importantly, you always say ‘it's no problem’ when Luffy does something dumb. If you were in your normal grumpy mood right now, it had to mean one thing.

“Quick! Say something only you would know!” Usopp yelps quickly, desperate to confirm what he's thinking as soon as possible, and your crewmates crowd around you as well. You look around at their urgent expressions before scratching your head.

“Um- remember that time you were eating grapes and telling me that story about the platypus? But you got too excited, so you choked on one and it hit me in the forehead? Or that time in your room last month-?!” You run down until Usopp clears his throat loudly, to cut you off.

“O-kay! Y/n's got her memory back!” He announces quickly before tackling you in a hug, and your crewmates start to cheer. You just cradle his head, while the ship erupts into chaos around you.

What did you miss?

***🖤***

🖤Zoro

Zoro doesn't have a big reaction at all. He doesn't follow you around trying to get you to remember him or try to reenact special moments with you, instead he actually avoids you. Spending all his time in the crows nest, rarely coming down even for meals. Anyone that wasn't part of his crew would think that he's being a jerk and not doing enough, but anyone who knows him knows that he's doing this because he can't stand to watch you not remember him.

He can't look at you only to receive a startled jump because he caught you staring. Maybe someone else would find that cute but to Zoro all it does is remind him that you no longer remember just how much he loves when your attention is on him, when he catches your eye. He can't watch you tip toe around him and do your best not to bug him because you don't know Zoro better than he knows himself anymore and instead think he's the cold and grumpy swordsman other people, people he doesn't care about, see him as. He just can't do it.

So he spends all his time in the crow's nest, going over all your guy's precious moments in his head instead. That or he'll sleep and dream of the you he's used to. He'll do this or workout, all day, and he's just fine with that(he's not) that is until you put a wrench in his plans. Just like the before, you seek him out first.

The crew are the ones to tell you just how close you and Zoro are and that you both are lovers, explaining why he seemed to be taking this harder than everyone else. Even after hearing this information though, you don't approach him right away, not knowing if it was right to show your face to him if the sight of you hurt him so much that hid himself away in the crow’s nest. But after a while something in you can't take avoiding him anymore, an ache growing in your belly that resembled the emptiness you feel when you're hungry. You missed him, because even if your mind doesn't remember him, your body and most importantly, your heart, did. So to stop the gnawing pain in your chest, you climb up the ladder, so you and Zoro can confront this obstacle together.

Of Course zoro doesn't want you up there with him, it defeated the entire purpose of running from you in the first place, but all it takes is one plea from you, asking if you can just spend some time together and promising that you don't have to talk or bring up past memories, that you just want to sit up there with him, and his resolve melts away to nothing. It didn't matter if things were different, he'd let you have your way and he won't say no to you, if you missed his company, you'd get it, because he'd never hurt you for the sake of his own feelings.

And that's how you start spending time together again. At first it starts with simply sitting in the crow's nest quietly, watching him workout, or Zoro Napping next to you, just finding comfort and contentment in one another's presence. But before you know it you both start engaging in short conversation, explaining his workout to you, or asking about the magazine you're flipping through, and it's not long before you both start to hang out comfortably. For you anyway, because even if Zoro feels his heart beat a little quicker or a smile threatening to appear on his face at the cute smile you send him before saying goodnight, his heart drops the moment you leave. Because even if this was better, it wasn't the same. He wants to hold you, kiss you, and go to sleep in your arms. He wanted your memories of him back.

When Zoro hears your scream, he's instantly sprinting back towards where he left you. The Strawhats had stopped on an island to see if there were a few things you could find to use as supplies, and you were partnered with him ( to keep him from getting lost of course). Zoro had accidentally drifted away from you for what felt like a second, before he heard you shriek at the top of your lungs.

“What's the matter!? What happened!?” He shouts as he runs up to you, after three previous attempts that is. He finds you standing still and looking up at one of the trees surrounding you both.

“Look!” You gasp and point at the tree, and Zoro follows your finger with his eyes. In the tree is a bird that looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he's seen it before.

“Ok?” He frowns, confused. When you just look at him with wide eyes and continue to point at it, like you were waiting for him to realize something, he gets frustrated.

“Would you just tell me what the hell is going on?!” Zoro shouts comically, tired of playing charades with you and ready to hear the reason you had his heart racing a hundred miles a minute.

“Look! It looks like one of the South birds from Jaya! I saw it and I immediately thought of the South birds and how they sent those giant bugs after us! Zoro! I've got my memories back!” You ramble on excitedly until you see the skeptical look on his face and pause.

“ Zoro? I just told you my memories have returned.” You frown and Zoro just continues to frown.

“Has it though? You sure Usopp didn't tell you about that story already?” he sighs and scratches his head. It may seem like he was being harsh, but in reality Zoro just didn't want to get his hopes up. He needed more than birds to convince him that his precious memories with you had returned, and you knew that, so you decided to prove it to him.

“Could someone else tell me that you like to get your hair played with when we kiss? Or that your back is your most sensitive spot and running my nails over your shoulder blades makes you-?” You're cut off when Zoro smashes his lips against yours, almost knocking you off your feet. Your eyes get big for a moment, not expecting him to react so quickly, but you easily close them and tilt your head.

“ I thought you'd be embarrassed.” You gasp after you begrudgingly pull away to breathe, not wanting even an inch of space between you both. Obviously Zoro felt the same way, if his dilated pupils and the look in his eye were anything to go by, the intensity in them being enough to make your legs weak. Well it would if he wasn't carrying you above the ground.

“ I don't care about any of that, just kiss me again.” Zoro huffs breathlessly before tugging you into another kiss. He didn't want to talk. He didn't want to tell you how much he missed you, or announce to the crew that you had your memories back. He just wanted to hold you as close as possible, and kiss you until you both forgot that you had ever forgotten him in the first place .

A/n: I've had this in the wips for SO LONG, it's not even funny. I think it turned out pretty well though, considering the fact that I was SUPER stumped on what to do with Usopp and Zoro's towards the end. Glad I finally finished this and I hope you all liked it. Thanks for reading!🖤🖤🖤

🖤Taggies: @cookieswithay ; @bokutosbiceps ; @morgincorvus ; @stuckinthewrongworld ; @wrennyx

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