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gummyshark-soda · 19 hours
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— Modern AU, Eustass trying to prove that he isn’t a scaredy pissfuck —
Kid: “Hey, _____, what military themed films you recommend the most?” *sits on the sofa in the living room, while scrolling through illegal sites*
You: *slowly looks at Killer, having ‘Come and See’ at your mind*
Killer: “…Don’t.” *knows that Kid’s limits are low with true terror of war*
Killer and You:
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analogwriting · 2 days
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with kid being the dramatic ass he is, i can imagine that whenever killer tells him "no" or doesn't let him do something (usually something stupid), he storms off to his room, slams the door, flops on his bed, and plays "if it means a lot to you" by a day to remember on full blast like he's going through some terrible break up. but really he's just the world biggest drama queen.
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ratfest · 12 days
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sanjis-all-blue · 9 months
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Quickies Pt. 1 | Supernovas
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summary: Drabbles for quickies with Luffy, Zoro, Kid, Killer, and Law. ♡
wc: 1.6k
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NSFW - 18+ Only - Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI - You Will Be Blocked
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warnings: gn reader, individual warnings with each character but expect cream pies, fellatio, doggy, missionary, and prone boning.
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Part 2
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Monkey D. Luffy
cw: doggy, cream pie
Luffy’s pace suddenly quickened, his hips slapping against the plush of your ass with a sense of urgency.
“Ack, Luffy, wh-what’s wrong?” You half-moaned-half-breathed, your cheek pressed to the blankets of his bunk.
“It’s almost dinner!” Luffy replied, not slowing his pace.
You scoffed considering this was his idea. He had kind of been pestering you all day, tugging at the waistband of your shorts, being extra touchy with your rear, sneaking as many kisses to your shoulders as he could. You loved stealing moments away with your Captain, so you unceremoniously led him below deck, divested your lower half of clothing, and offered yourself to him.
Which is how you found your hole being stuffed by this rubber man’s cock, his fingers digging into your hips as he railed you into the bed. His pace rushed him towards the finish line, and with a few low-pitched grunts you felt his cum spill inside of you.
His thrusts slowed as he audibly exhaled, making sure every last drop was donated to the cause.
“Did you finish?” He asked, pulling himself from you.
You shook your head no, your mind mostly plotting how you were going to make it to the bathroom without spilling cum everywhere.
He let out his hearty laugh. “Sorry, [y/n]! After dinner, I’ll make it up to you.”
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Roronoa Zoro
cw: riding
“You’re so needy.”
Zoro’s strong, calloused hands gripped your thighs as you rode him, straddling his hips, rutting yourself against him.
He was training, but you decided your desires took priority.
Not that Zoro was complaining - he’s a big proponent of active recovery between sets anyway.
So when you laid him down on his bench, spurred on by watching his sculpted body flex and lift and sweat, he hardly protested. His only words were “Better make it quick, I have more reps to do.”
You were pleasantly surprised to see he was already rock hard when you pulled out his cock, and with some spit and a few pumps with your hand, you were ready to take your seat.
Once he was comfortably inside of you, he let you take control of the situation, trusting you to be mindful of his schedule.
While you thought you had the upper hand, it was clearly him. The way he grabbed at your flesh and the occasional thrust that would spike your most sensitive spot to make run your blood hot and cause you to unravel under his touch were all the hints you needed to know that actually, Zoro was in charge.
“C’mon, I wanna watch you cum.” He goaded. One large thumb pressed against the sensitive nerves between your legs which triggered your orgasm. His watchful eye observed as your body shook with pleasure, a smirk on his lips.
“Did you like that?” He asked. You nodded, breathy and euphoric. “Good. Now get off. But stay close, I’ll need you later.”
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Eustass “Captain” Kid
cw: fellatio, cum-swallowing
After a particularly rough battle, you felt it your duty to stay besides Kid while he recovered. He took a few hits for you, so now his body was spent.
“Hey, [y/n],” he muttered. You looked up from your book you were reading, seated next to his bed, to see his eyes darting back and forth between your face and his stiffening cock.
“Use your words,” you scolded.
“Suck my cock.”
Straight forward enough.
You tore back the blankets and pulled down his boxers to free his turgid member. Kid didn’t have the energy to jack himself off in his current state, but his libido was as strong as ever.
With some spit in your palm and unceremonious jerking of his cock, you took his leaky tip into your mouth, swirling it with your tongue. Kid’s heavy breaths signaled his approval so you moved to take more of him.
Your head bobbed up and down on him, then twisted left to right as you pulled up. The sloppy sounds of your mouth only brought attention to the spit running down your chin and freckling your cheeks as you took him all the way.
He was close, and you could tell by the way his flesh hand graced the back of your head, providing a steady boundary so that his cock couldn’t escape your lips.
When it was time for release, he pressed your head down and held you in place while the spurts of white hot cum hosed the back of your throat - the sour profile tingling your tongue.
Once he was finished, he let your head go, a smile on his lips. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and you watched Kid’s eyes closed as he went to take a nap.
Before he passed out he grumbled: “When I’m feeling better, I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
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Massacre Soldier Killer
cw: missionary, cream pie
“If I burn this stir fry because of you, I will throw you overboard.”
This was Killer’s threat as you laid yourself down on the dining table, legs spread. You laughed for a few reasons:
He would never let the stir fry burn.
The two of you had been unable to fuck the past few days, so you knew he was ready to blow.
He loved fucking you too much to throw you overboard.
Killer undid he belt, pulled out his cock, and slapped it against your stomach so you could see just how much he would be rearranging your guts by stuffing you.
Two of his fingers tapped your lips, which you opened to accept. With a few enthusiastic sucks and even more swipes of your tongue, he pulled those digits out and slid them into your waiting hole.
The sting of the stretch made your blood hot as you anticipated the main course - knowing he just liked opening you up for ease of access.
With a few pumps and scissors and curls, he deemed you ready, sliding his cock past tight rings of muscle. He hissed under his mask at your tightness, milking himself with your body.
Your legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him in closer, the smacking of skin and the pops of oil and your breathy moans the only things you could hear.
His hands gripped your thighs, extracting as much pleasure as he could from your body, trying to be mindful of time.
“Fuck, Kil’” you moaned as he bore into your depths, shallow thrusts lighting your nerve endings on fire until just the right twinge and just the exact swipe set off your orgasm, causing your walls to spasm around Killer, who was pushed over the edge by the sensation.
His cum spilled from him and into you, his grunts from under his mask hasty with the need to get back to the stove.
Once he was finished, he stood and pulled himself out, shoving his cock back in his pants, rushing over to the sink and washing his hands to tend to his pan of veggies and noodles.
“Go clean up for dinner, [y/n].” He called over his shoulder as you dismounted the table. “And when you come back, wipe that down. People eat there.”
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Trafalgar Water D. Law
cw: prone bone, cream pie
Law nuzzled the spot behind your ear, coaxing you to stay in bed. His palms groped and probed at the softest parts of your naked body, protected from the air by the blankets he spooned you under.
“I gotta go help with breakfast.” You mumbled, sleep still on your voice.
“Just five more minutes,” he begged softly. His hand trailed from your waist to your hip to your thigh, then slid between your legs. He pulled your thighs apart, hooking your leg over his.
Even after a night of sex, he wasn’t satisfied, and needed to send you off to your chores with one more helping of his spunk.
His hard cock poked at your entrance, the tapered tip opening you up slowly. With one thrust he was an inch within you, the second - two, then with the third, he was halfway, and the fourth, he shoved his whole cock inside of you.
He exhaled breathily onto your shoulder and you hummed in bliss as he crossed his arms over you to pull you close.
His pace picked up quickly, not wanting to keep you from your duties. The sounds of your bodies slapping together was lewd and made your cheeks warm from the eroticism.
Law seemed to want to overtake you, as he pressed his body over yours. The two of you slowly turned at his aggression, and eventually you were laying on your belly as Law continued to shunt into you from behind.
“I’m addicted to this,” he moaned. “I always want to be inside you.” His hips smacked your ass, pummeling you into the mattress. The thrusts were sloppy and desperate as he lay flat against you, kissing your cheek and jaw and neck and shoulders and whatever else his greedy lips could get ahold of.
“Show me how addicted you are,” you challenged with a soft mischievous smile. “Cum for me.”
You watched Law’s eyes widen in your peripheral vision. Like the good boy you knew him to be, his body froze, and you felt him fill you with his seed.
“Fuck, I love fucking you,” Law moaned, pulling out, his cum puddling between your legs. He watched this is fascination before grabbing a discarded shirt to give you a preliminary wipe down.
“Good,” you said smiling, stretching your body before you stood, your heart set on heading to the bathroom. “Because after breakfast, it’s my turn to cum.”
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moonpaw · 1 year
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literal 5 year olds
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mightbebobbie · 5 months
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they’re so chill i promise
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andaniellight · 3 months
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apirateslifeforbudgie · 4 months
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Look how stupid they are...a scene from my story. Actually, all of my posted art has been from my little 'spin-off'...Highly considering posting it???
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njere · 2 months
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Momentary bliss
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kuzmich-isterich · 5 months
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My parts for KidKiller Zine ♡ (◡‿◡)
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officialmiintee · 4 months
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one piece / modern au supernova trio 🌷🐯👒
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galamalion · 5 months
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꒰ა໒꒱ ‧₊˚ kidd in the bedroom﹕
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kidd is unbearably obnoxious.
his large frame and massive hands don't help his attitude, easily able to manhandle you into whatever position with minimal effort on his part. kidd will grab your ankles and pull them apart, diving into his prize without a second thought.
he's not too keen on foreplay, but kidd is aware that he is quite gifted downstairs. and while not opposed to lube, he'd rather create a sloppy mess downstairs with his tongue than use the stuff. it helps to get him ready for the second act. and the third act. and the fourth...
he'd much rather have you a mess on his cock rather than his fingers, but that doesn't mean he won't pump you with his digits. no, kidd will achieve every possibility when you have sex. tongue, fingers, cock, oral, even anal if you let him indulge himself.
kidd has a firm stance on dirty talk: the more the better. he'll call you every name under the sun, praising and degrading you for your every movement or change in expression. 'slut' and 'whore' are probably his favorite expletives, but kidd will never pass up a chance to tell you to 'get on your knees.'
and speaking about getting on your knees, there's nothing kidd loves more than seeing you try to suck his cock. there's absolutely no way you're able to take the whole thing, but his the effort (and cum shot) that kidd adores seeing.
he's aware of harsh nature during the act but he also doesn't want to drop his bad boy act, so aftercare will probably be just a towel unless you ask for more. it's the day after that kidd makes up for his actions, having killer make you breakfast, taking a shower with you, letting you use his massive chest as a pillow...
kidd is an insufferable asshole, but deep down he really does care about you.
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eustasssimp · 7 months
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May I please request some hc for law, kidd and whoever reactions to their s/o falling asleep on their shoulder after a tough battle that went on for a while.
A/N: hope you enjoy anon!! GENRE: fluff WARNING: none CHARACTERS: trafalgar d water law, eustass kid x gn reader PROMPT: falling asleep on their shoulder after a fight WORD COUNT: 0.8k
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TRAFALGAR D WATER LAW
- It would catch him off guard, the feeling of your head drooping forward onto his shoulder while he bandaged your wounds making his head jerk up to see if you were okay.
- He would be worried at first, did he miss something? did you have internal damage that slipped past him? No- no he was always so careful with you, especially after a long battle, for him to miss something like that.
- The infirmary would be a noisy place after a long battle, the loud complaints of injured soldiers and the tough love spat back at them from the medical team making it a very unsuitable place to just get some sleep.
- Law would use his devil fruit power to whisk you away, putting you in his much more comfortable bed for the time being. He’d be careful, not wanting to wake you up or give you a reason to remove your head from his shoulder, secretly loving the level of trust such an intimate gesture implied
- He would love it, secretly thinking that you looked completely adorable asleep like that. He wouldn’t let himself get distracted, though, the doctor in consistently checking your pulse and looking for other signs of injury until he is positive you fell asleep out of just exhaustion.
- Being Captain, Law knew that he would eventually have to leave you to tend to his other crew mates, but he wouldn’t do so without leaving a den den mushi so you could call for him once you woke. The only thing that would keep him from answering your call immediately would be if he was actively in surgery, otherwise whisking himself back to your side to check on you once more.
- The doctor would be awkward around it, wanting to imply he enjoyed the feeling of your head laying on his shoulder without actually admitting that he found the position comforting. If you apologized for it, regardless the reasoning your apology would be rejected immediately. Law would probably blurt out that you can lean on him like that whenever you feel the need without quite realizing what he said before it came out of his mouth.
- After that he’d clear his throat, quietly muttering about how it was ‘a doctor’s job to support his patients and a captain’s job to support his crew’ before briskly leaving you in his room, hoping you didn’t catch how the tips of his ears had slightly turned pink.
EUSTASS KID
- Kid would freeze the moment your head fell onto his shoulder. A loud what!? would tumble out of his lips before the slammed shut once more, not at all wanting to wake you from your slumber.
- It would be midst the battlefield, Kid having done rounds to check on his crew. The moment his hand had come to your shoulder, where you had been kneeling in the dirt littered with bruises, you found yourself falling into your Captain. The safety his presence alone brought you made your body relax with relief, sleep overtaking you the moment adrenaline wore off.
- He would have a raging blush on his cheeks at the trust you so blatantly showed to him, sitting there for a moment while he tried to figure out how best to proceed. Killer would be the one to tell him that they had to leave, giving him no choice but to carry you to the Victoria Punk with your head still on his shoulder.
- You’d be taken straight to the infirmary, a worried scowl bringing a frown to his lips the moment the initial shock of the contact was past him. Kid would have the ship doctor look at you immediately, the overhanging threat of ‘do not wake them’ lingering in the room like a thick fog.
- Even after he left the infirmary, most likely pushed out by the doctor so they could actually focus, the feeling of your head on his shoulder would linger well into the night. Even if they had a celebratory drink to honor their victory, not even the numbness the liquor brought could wash away how warm you had felt laying on him.
- Kid would feel a surge of pride knowing that he could be trusted like that, that his crew had an unwavering feeling of safety with him. Loyalty is Kid’s biggest priority, with trust running as a close contender, and seeing you feel comfortable as to keep you safe in that moment would give his ego an unneeded boost.
- When you woke up, however, the embarrassment and fluster Kid felt would come rushing back. He’d awkwardly avoid you, especially if you wanted to thank or apologize for what happened, and he’d be snappier than usual with you to try and defer the way his heart pounded and blood rushed to his face whenever he saw you approach him.
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sabokunsmalia · 5 months
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ʚ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 (𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃) 𝗗𝗢 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨 (𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 2) ɞ 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: nami, god usopp, trafalgar law, eustass kid, portgas d. ace & sabo 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: nothing much except for pet names, sweet stuff, and gestures 𝖍𝖎 𝖎'𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆: part two without having someone ask for it because I'm a sucker for law, sabo and kid, and had to expose my thoughts about that to the world!
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ʚ cat burglar nami ɞ
↷ berry were nami's greatest treasure. she hoarded the green paper in different hideouts in the girls room, preparing for an ambush from another pirate crew. so, when you joined the straw hat crew, it turned out to be a surprise for the male's and robin when nami came back from a shopping trip and handed you the very first bag from the ones in her hand. she never gave anyone even the tiniest amount of berry, and if they agreed to pay her back, the deal carried high interest. the orange-haired woman might have been a heartwarming person towards people, but she became a greedy one when her treasures were involved. except for you, you could take all the money and she would still follow you with heart eyes.
↷ nami has been part of the straw hat crew for almost decades. she was the first women to experience how unlogical luffy's choices sometimes were, how often zoro lost his way, how many lies usopp could tell in a day and how sanji named his attacks after french meals. so on a particular rough day, when she swallows down the stress so easily after practising for years to not let their dumbness get to her, she decides you need a long bath to relax. and she runs you one without hesitation or even warning you about it. a bubble bath, the smell of fresh rose petals from robin's flower beds spread through the room as your hand was placed in nami's warm palm. leading you towards the stairs, she smiled when you let your towel fall and stepped inside, almost immediately a satisfied groan escaped your throat. and nami, she was extremely satisfied with herself.
↷ most of the things you drank, or the pies you ate and loved so much, were made by nami with the help of sanji. after the man accepted that his chances with the navigator have vanished since you joined the grew, the cook helped nami to create the sweetest desserts for you. and hell, she was desperate to receive the praise from your mouth as the sweet orange juice of the first bite lingered on your tongue. oh, nami loved to watch your face twist in pleasure, her hands underneath her chin and the elbows on her knees as she sat beside you. just the little words about her cooking skills were enough to make her day and paint a smile on her lips, gathering another tad of courage to try a much more difficult recipe. but never forgetting the oranges.
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ʚ god usopp ɞ
↷ oh, usopp knows how the adventures sometimes frighten you, and he's there, to hold your hand and always put a smile back on your face. he would make a fool out of himself a thousand times to ensure your mood was lifted again. when you did not get enough sleep because someone from another room was being awake all night and literally screaming through the corridors, usopp pulled the blanket back above your bodies and hugged you tighter while cuddling you back to sleep. when your stomach grumbled and you were especially hungry, usopp would fire up sanji to cook faster because his princess could die. totally overreacting but that was exactly the way he was. especially when it comes to you.
↷ imagine being in those muscular arms for an entire day, and i promise, once there is no fight and no enemies in sight, usopp will have his arms wrapped around you. sometimes around your waist from behind, pulling your back flush against his chest. sometimes over your shoulders and pulling you into an entire cuddle session. usopp could not keep his hands away from your irresistible self and beautiful soul. the sniper used any chance given to spend a free minute with you, either on deck, in his little workshop or any other place. life as a pirate was dangerous, life could end the next day or even minute. not being by your side, touching you, feeling your soft skin under his rough fingertips, it would be a great regret for the sniper.
↷ usopp loved to exit his workshop, walk towards the deck and find you on one of the loungers or maybe at the railing, wearing one of his hats or even glasses on top of your head. you were a beautiful sight for usopp before, but with his clothes or things attached to your stunning figure, he could faint each second. you looked so beautiful, and he would find a seat beside you. not one word was exchanged, usopp only kept staring at how pretty you made his things look with just wearing them. after almost too intense staring, the compliments would stumble out. a mess of words, mixed together in different compliments but most likely in a chaos of compliments where you had to find the right sentence together yourself. but you knew what he was like, and the flustered cheeks were enough for you to smile and laugh about the moment.
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ʚ trafalgar d. law ɞ
↷ when the polar tang submerged and did not leave enough room to have a minute away from the stupid conversations between shachi and penguin, law invited you to join him in his office. none of the crew members visited him there, only knocking at the door once the ship emerged again, or they have found something special and rare. so, you were the only person allowed in his personal bubble. a room, filled with documents and books about the history and newspapers about a time before the surgeon even decided to become a pirate. he would occasionally glance up from the paragraph he was reading, seeing if you were alright or on the brink of exploding to ask him a question. oh, he could easily read it in the twisted features of your face.
↷ law was a man who worked way too many hours in his life. nights were for calm reading or planning the next steps ahead while the extrovert idiots of his crew were asleep instead singing or playing around. so, the doctor did not sleep enough but he always wanted to make sure that you were getting enough rest. mostly, you fell asleep on the couch in his office, as you were watching how his inked fingers flipped the pages of the book while never tearing his eyes off a particular important paragraph. and when he looked up to glance at you, law almost chuckled at the sweet sight in front of him. instead, he would place the book on the desk, and grabbed one of the large blankets that you adored so much. placing it over your body, he carefully wrapped the soft fabric around your body with a smile, and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before taking his seat in his chair again.
↷ this man has a very hard time sharing any romantic interactions in public. he was attractive, there was no need to deny the obvious, and it was too difficult to stay completely calm when a beautiful girl flirted with him. to avoid another argument or certainly the need to answer one of those desperate women, law only had to raise his arm. it might be small but the tattoo on the side of his ring finger revealed the deep romantic relationship he shared with you. your name, in capital letters, written along the length of his digit. a small tattoo with such a large and important meaning. obviously, he would ask you one day if you would do the same for him, and suddenly, the two of you have a special kind of partner ink. it was enough to know for the two of you, even if penguin and shachi always teased their captain about finally committing to someone.
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ʚ eustass 'captain' kid ɞ
↷ kid's a rough man, he's always so loud and his voice is always accentuated by that particular grumpy growl coming from his throat. with you, the change was inevitable. not that he wasn't the violent man with the fight addiction and incomparable confidence anymore, but he started to calm down in your presence. mostly at night, when the victoria punk became a quiet place while the crew slept. mostly because there was too much booze drowned. kid drank a couple of glasses himself but his height allowed him to have more than others. staring off into the darkness, you shivered as the deep conversations between kid and you rolled on. and hell, he never thought he would have that kind of situation but he was so quick with shrugging off the warm feathery coat from his shoulders and placing them on yours. underneath the thick fabric, you almost disappeared as your arms slipped through the sleeves and never reached the end. the red-haired captain chuckled at the sight, but he also felt his heart beating faster at the same view.
↷ he always wears his red lipstick, mostly because he cares about looking presentable when it comes to such small things, but since you stepped into his life it had a different meaning for him. always making sure his lips were covered in red, kid's mouth traveled around your throat, along the line of your jaw and over your face. even around your cleavage, stomach and the insides of your thighs, leaving red lipstick marks along your delicate skin. even better, the marks of red accompanied by the blueish leftovers of his deep and rough bites. it was his favorite thing, marking you up to show off that you belonged to someone. oh, and how much he loved to explore your body another night, and find the same marks and color mix still peppered all across your soft skin. reminders of what he has done to you, reminders of a good night with him. reminders of his undying love for you.
↷ kid always loved to work with metal, he had a talent for creating and repairing things. with the devil fruit he ate, it just allowed him to work quicker, and even create much taller statues or weapons. he was dedicated to it, always seated in his workshop at the bench, putting together small pieces with his large hands while using his powers to keep them in place before putting them together. it was almost too beautiful to watch how creative and dedicated he was. but the most loving and beautiful part of his hobby became the fact that he always made a small present for you. a bracelet, to pull you towards him in dangerous situations or when he was just craving your touch so badly. a ring to confess his unyielding love to you, and make small promises at the same time. a beautiful hair clip when you were annoyed by your hair fluttering into your face while fighting. even the small dagger that was meant to protect your life in difficult moments, and was attached to your waist, was made by your beloved kid. the present's weren't always meant to be sweet, but they had an important meaning which was much more sincere.
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ʚ portgas d. ace ɞ
↷ let's have an honest moment right here. it's definitely a hat thing for the asl brothers, and ace would be like luffy in that situation. the commander loved it when you wore his hat around the ship, playing with the strings while having a particularly interesting conversation with marco about further plans. obviously it wasn't only the hat he loved to share with you. some days his pearl chain disappeared before he woke up from a long nap, and he found you, wearing it as your belt for the new dress you bought on the last island. the sight was made in heaven for the fire fist. he surely could never get enough of seeing you, wearing his little accessories. one day, he would come back from a mission, bringing you a pearl necklace of your own and making sure they included the two smiley's which were present on his hat. ace wanted the two of you to look as much as partners as possible.
↷ oh, ace was such a touch greedy man. he always had to have you around somehow, when he was on the moby dick. since pops trusted him with many missions, ace was missing from the crew for days, or sometimes even weeks, as he tried to fulfill what pops told him to. so, when ace returned to the whitebeard crew, his first task was to look for you and find out if you were alright. hands always wrapped around your waist, his chin placed in the curve of your neck as he placed butterfly kisses along the side of your throat. hell, he didn't even let you go when pops asked for your opinion on something and took the blame for it afterwards. ace showed his love with physical touch, and he was way too addicted to having his fingertips feel the softness of your delicate skin. he knew it could be over or too late one day, and he wouldn't want to miss a chance.
↷ surely, you never had to confront the freezing cold with ace as your boyfriend. he would make sure to always prepare a fire when the crew settled down at the island. he always lit candles around the shared bedroom, knowing that if one fell to the side, he could easily kill the fire without doubts. and while laying in bed, the blankets not even thick enough to keep the bites of cold away from your shuddering body, all you had to do was scoot closer to your boyfriend's chest. sprawled out hands were placed on your waist, grabbing the flesh of your hips tightly as the warmth spread from his fingertips through your body. the shivers disappeared and the comfort settled in, as ace used his devil fruit power's to raise the temperature underneath the blanket and even of the entire bedroom. he wouldn't want you to get sick, and what better way to have those incredible powers than to use them for your comfort.
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ʚ flame emperor sabo ɞ
↷ sabo was born a noble boy, and the choice of his clothing still kind of resembled the nobility of his former life. sure, he hated them. he despised how they treated humankind and put themselves above all. still his clothing remained. and you have never seen sabo in broad daylight, walking around without his gloves. they were his trademark, like the hat that always landed on your head when he was in a particularly difficult fight with an enemy. it was the same as his brothers, but this time, sabo usually carried the hat himself except for in those situations. also, the chief of staff would definitely buy you a pair of gloves yourself. thin fabric, almost see-through and a small bow on the side of your wrists. he would even help you put them on the very first time. so delicate and beautiful, just like the way he saw you. and well, he would buy a couple more pairs along the way or just bring them back with him.
↷ sabo would make sure he would give you a transponder snail. a way to always communicate with him when he was away, gathering important information or just advancing to save luffy from the enemies for another day. the revolutionary army was in possession of one transponder snail but it always stayed in dragon's office. sabo needed to hear your voice once in a while as he traveled across the vast ocean. just a simple greeting or a sweet confession from the other side of the transponder snail was enough to give sabo new strength. and he did not want to talk to five others before finally reaching you and only having limited time for a conversation. he needed you, needed the reassuring glint in your voice when you told him that he was going to be okay and come back home to you. all the words you said, the promises you made, turned sabo into an even stronger person than he has been before.
↷ sabo is a man who loves to spoil you, mostly with time together because he was always so damn busy as the chief of staff. second in command was a blessing, standing just underneath the leader, and having the chance to share his piece of mind. but it cost him time with you. so, sabo certainly tried his best to spend each free minute with you together. mostly, cooking a meal for the two of you, for a sweet candlelight dinner. going to a restaurant was impossible with the bounty which was on his head, knowing how many marines would bath in the glory of taking down the second in command of the revolutionary army. quality time was his kind of showing his love for you, and sabo's ways of cooking such a special dinner, with a glass of expensive wine and just a couple of hours for the two of you together, it was enough and a very pleasant surprise each and every single time.
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You: “Read it, quickly.” *passes Kid a small note: U26CI124Q*
Kid: “Wh—“ *confused* “Why would I?” *looks at the note*
You: “Do it or no cabbage rolls for next half a year.”
Killer: *slowly turning the oven down, edging Kid by making his meal uncooked*
Kid: “OKAY OKAY, FOR FUCK’S SAKE—“ *begins to read the small letters*
“U TWO SIX C I ONE TWO FOUR Q…?” *has a stroke understanding that*
Killer: “…_____!!—“ *yells as he already knows what it means*
You: *already runs away after yelling ‘ONCE MORE’ before being chased by Killer*
Kid: “…You’re too sexy…” *gears are working* “I want to fu…”
*💡*
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“Hoho~ So bold of you pipsqueak~”
— And The Chase BEGINS —
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