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cyborg-franky · 4 months

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Their reaction when you give them your number

Some headcanons!

SFW GN Reader Chars: Ace, Robin, Marco, Kid, Killer, Buggy

Ace

He’s been flirting back and forth with you the entire time you’ve been working. He came in for his brother's friend's birthday but has spent more time talking to you and honestly? You didn’t mind. He was cute, funny, and very sweet. His flirting was a little awkward at times, you guessed as handsome as he was he had some self-esteem issues. But the more you talked with Ace the more his confidence grew.

It was late and pretty quiet, he chatted to you about his brothers as he leaned on the bar, you cleaned and got ready to close, just enjoying his voice, and how genuinely caring he seemed. It was then you grabbed a piece of paper, wrote your number on it, and slid it across the bar.

“What’s that? How much of a tab did me and those idiots wrack up…” He hummed and flipped the paper over, his eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up when he saw the number. You couldn't help the sly smile on your face when you could see the blush on his cheeks, even in the low light of the bar.

You sure hoped he’d call. He chuckled and put it in his pocket, trying to act cool about it even with his cheeks on fire.

Robin

She had to have been the most beautiful woman to have ever set foot in your store. The way she walked around in her summer dress, the fabric flowy in the breeze, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear as she picked up a huge heavy book, her eyes scanning each with a smile on her lips.

You felt entranced and intimidated by her in equal measure. Each movement was poised and elegant. She glanced over her shoulder and saw you staring at her, the sparkle of mischief in her eyes reached the sly smirk.

Grabbing an arm full of books so big you could murder a man with she set them down on the counter and you had to try and remember how to talk again. “Is it okay if I buy a coffee and read one of these?” You nodded, she could have robbed you and you would have thanked her.

As she paid for her books you quickly wrote your number on a note and slipped it in one of the books as you placed it in a bag for her. She bought her coffee and books and sat down on one of the big armchairs. You gripped the edge of the counter when you noticed she went right for the book you’d put your number in.

Robin saw the piece of paper and shot you the most wickedly sinful smile you felt your heart would explode.

Marco

He came into your work at least once a week, maybe more, and his order was always the same. He was a creature of habit but never boring. You always stood and chatted with him between his order and bringing it to him. He was polite and handsome and always had this lazy smile on his face that you found yourself looking forward to seeing.

Marco always had a kind word for you, would comment on your hair, how you wore it that day, how your new shirt was nice and suited you. He was full of compliments but he never came across as creepy. You adored his voice, his laugh, and how he always had a crazy story about his friends.

You felt like you knew them.

One night he came in with some of those said friends, a rowdy bunch but just like him, polite and chatty. You set down the tray of drinks and Marco leaned back in his seat taking his. “They make the best drinks, it’s why I come back all the time,” Marco said before sipping his drink.

“Yeah, right, that's the only reason.” Thatch teased and got a nudge. You didn’t know what the man meant by that but Marco met your eye and gave you a sheepish smile.

The group all started to leave and the man with the big hair, Thatch, came over to pay the bill. “Hey, I think you and Marco might have a sweet spot for one another, sorry if I’m misreading that but… maybe you could give me your number, to pass on?”

You blinked, processing what he was asking before grabbing a coaster and writing it on. Thatch paid and practically ran to Marco and brandished the coaster at him. “Got you a present!” Marco looked at it, then back at you. You watched as the smirk on his face grew and he placed it in his pocket.

Kidd

His entire group was loud but you didn’t mind. You were used to his sort coming to this bar, parking their motorbikes outside, and stomping into the bar with their heavy boots and loud voices. They’d been polite enough to you though.

Serving them rounds of beers when they raised their hands, always paying. You knew this group pretty well by now. The red-haired man who was the leader spoke with you casually. He leaned on the bar and laughed at jokes and comments yelled over the room at him.

“Got anything fun planned this weekend?” You asked as you handed him another beer, he took a swig before thanking you. You could see him thinking over your question, you always had a feeling he and his gang got up to all sorts. Maybe he was debating on what he could tell you.

“Nah, unless you wanna finally fess up to being into me an’ wanna hang.” He said, the smirk on his painted lips, showing his teeth. He was cocky and overconfident but God daaamn did it work.

“What makes you think I’m into you?” You asked, well, he was right but still.

“Babe, I just know, so gunna give me your number or do I have to beg?” Kidd asked with a gleam in his eyes. You loved feeling you had all the power in this situation. You met his eye before ripping off a piece of a poster hanging up behind you and putting your number on.

“You don’t have to beg, this time.” You chuckled and handed it to him. He laughed loudly and put it in his jacket pocket, looking smug.

He’d won.

Killer

Killer came into your shop every other week, always for something for his bike. It could be a check-up, a new decal, a sticker or just to get someone to clean it. He was a man of few words but he was pleasant to be around. His small talk was never dull or seemed forced, he enjoyed hearing your stories and learning about you.

Sometimes you even got to hear his voice, get to learn about his life; How he was part of a group who drove around together. You were very intrigued by him. The way he’d take off his helmet and all that blonde hair would come tumbling out, you could have sworn the world become slow motion whenever he did that.

He was gorgeous.

“Going for a drive this weekend?” You asked when he set down his helmet, one of the mechanics working on his bike already. He shook his head “Just thought I heard something when I’d started her,” he said and stared across the room.

Killer didn’t leave, didn’t go for a walk, instead while his bike was being checked he simply stood and talked to you. It was nice, he was a good guy. The mechanic came in and handed you the paperwork. You looked it over.

“Good news! The small issue has been fixed and since your in here all the time we won’t charge the normal rate,” your heart was beating when you sneakily wrote your number on the paper and handed it to him.

He said his goodbyes and walked away, reading over the paper before he noticed the number, he turned and looked at you. Wordlessly, effortlessly cool he just gave you the thumbs up and grinned.

Buggy

He was a strange guy, how he seemed to think he was so slick every time he came in. Acting like this wasn’t the 18th time he’d been in this week. He was strange, sure, but he was cute and no one had made you laugh so much. Sometimes you didn’t think he meant to be funny on purpose, his charm was just a silly guy.

But as goofy as he came across he was still unreasonably handsome and had his own brand of charisma that had you so taken with him. He came in on his way back from work and asked for his regular order, which you knew by heart now.

He would go on about his day, complaining about someone called Shanks that he worked with. The way he told his stories was so over the top and so hilarious that you couldn’t help but stand there chuckling and hanging on to his every word.

“So yeah, that dickhead set me back like 20 minutes.” He mumbled and sipped his shake, eating a few fries “Well, hopefully, your weekend will be better.” you said as you refilled the napkin holder.

“I’ll still be in though, I gotta get my fix.” He said and held up his drink, you weren’t sure if that was all he meant either. “Oh no, I won’t be in, I have the day off.”

He seemed crestfallen at that news, deflating in his seat with a frown. “Ah..” he mumbled as he stuffed more fries into his mouth. “But maybe we can arrange something?” you pulled out a napkin and wrote down your number, setting it next to him.

Buggy had been drinking at that moment, he stared at your number and snorted, his shake and the straw shooting to the back of his throat, causing him to splutter, some of his drink coming out of his nose as he became a flustered mess.

You laughed and watched him grab at handfuls of napkin to clean himself, wheezing as he did so, trying and failing to calm himself down, he croaked out “Sounds great…”

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usernameforaboredcat · 7 months

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Black & Red (Shanks X F!Reader X Mihawk) SMUT

Anonymous request (I got chu)

Just a simple day at the beach drinking turns into something way more hot and steamy than expected.

A long fic, have fun babes

Warning ⚠️: age-gap, threesome, groping, double penetration, deep throating, maybe some others that I forgot idk its sex ya know the type of shit youre signing up for.

“Shaaaanks, come on! It’s too early to drink, we’ll be up all night again”.

“Don’t worry about it so much sweetheart! It’ll be fun!”.

That’s the last coherent conversation I remember before getting shit faced and passing out on a beach with Shanks. No matter how many times I tell myself ‘you gotta stop doing this, I don’t care how hot he is I can’t be drinking this much’ but do I ever listen? No of course not! Have you see him? That man is so hot and fine, all I can do is easily submit to anything he asks. I mean it's not the first time he's easily made me submit to something, which ended in a lot of hookups or alleyway deepthroating. Hehe...

I awaken from my slumber as I feel myself being shaken. “Wakey wakey sweetheart”. I hear an all too familiar and soothing voice. I groan and snuggle more into his chest. “Nooo. You made me drink and gave me a hangover”. I mumble. “Does it make you feel better knowing that I have one too?”. He asks, running his fingers through my hair.

“A little”.

I yawn as I walk back to the cove the crew was camping at, coming back from some private business time…I had to pee. I see the crew already partying and drinking again. Seriously? “Hey! (Y/n)!”. I look towards Shanks, seeing him drinking with an unfamiliar man with a large sword sitting next to him, a long coat and a large hat. “Have you ever heard of the 7 warlords?”. Shanks asks me, the man turning to look at me. “Uh yeah…I’ve heard of them…”. I answer nervously, I think I already know where this is going before he can even finish. “This is Mihawk! An old buddy of mine! He’s one of the warlords”. He explains, using his free hand to usher me over.

I walk over to the two men, Shanks pulling me over to sit on his lap. "Come on (Y/n), don't be shy now and say hi!". He tells me, as if I'm a child. Sir, I'm 20. I turn to look at the warlord, man is he an attractive man. "Hello". I greet him. "Hello, young lady". He greets back. I turn to look up at Shanks, tugging on his shirt to draw his attention to me. "So what's this about? Why are we partying again?". I ask him, tilting my head slightly. He smile and laughs. "Ya know that Luffy kid I told you about? He finally got his first wanted poster!". He answers happily.

I remember him talking about that Luffy kid. Shanks told me how he met him years ago, the dumb little kid who cut his cheek and ate the gum gum fruit. He isn't any younger than me, the more I think about that the more it kinda makes me feel weird. Still, I'd like to meet him one day.

"Huh, look at him". I mutter under my breath, but I know Shanks heard me. As if the conversation is forgotten about, Shanks now holding out a filled cup of booz to me. "Enough yappin! Take a sip, dear". He orders me. 'Uh, I really don't wanna drink'. I take the cup from him, taking a sip from it. "Atta girl". He coos, his hand now sitting on my hip, rubbing up and down with his thumb. I feel a shiver runs down my spine, the feeling of his hand running straight to my core. He knows exactly what he's doing, he knows how to get my body going.

'God, I hate him'.

My breath quickens as I feel a jolt run through my body, whimpers slipping through my lips no matter how hard I try to hide them. "Ssshhh, not so loud baby". Shanks whispers into my ear, his finger not stopping it's abuse on my clit. I throw my head back into his board shoulder. "Sh-Shanks, pleeeease~". I whimper out. "Hm? Please what? Need me to fuck you already?". He asks in a deep tone, his hot breath down my neck. "I-hhh I!". I stumble on my words, needing him to give me just a second to cum. "I'm sorry to disturb you, Shanks". I feel my body freeze, but Shanks doesn't stop. "Oh, hey Mihawk". He pulls his hand away, my legs giving out and I collapse to the forest floor.

"What's up? You leaving already?". Shanks asks the other man. "I was thinking that, yes". Mihawk confirms. "Oh come on, you just got here. Why not have a little fun with (Y/n) and I? I don't mind sharing that pretty face". He offers the man. 'HUH!?'. I turn my head behind me, looking over to the men. I look over to Mihawk, seeing that he's already looking at me dead in the eyes with a hungry look. "You're too open with sharing your toys, Shanks". He comments, taking his sword off his back and setting it against a nearby tree. The two men walk over to me, Mihawk standing in front of me as I feel Shanks crouch behind me. "You don't mind, do you sweetheart?". Shanks asks me, pulling me back so my back is against his hard chest, using his hand to rub my chin. "N-No". I stutter out nervously, looking up into Mihawks almost glowing eyes.

Shanks chuckles as his hand goes down to my shirt, pulling it up to expose my bare chest. "Good girl~". He hums into my ear, nuzzling into my neck. I shiver and shut my eyes as Shanks's cold hand goes down to my chest, groping and grabbing at my tit. I let out a soft moan, feeling him twist and play with my nipple. Shanks's head rises once again, nibbling on my ear lobe. "Come on baby, show the war lord what that mouth of yours can do". He orders. I hum with a nod, finally opening my eyes to look up at the warlord.

I break eye contact to see a growing bulge in his pants, only half hard. I grab the hem of his pants, slowly pulling them down. His half hard shaft rises up slightly, hanging straight out from his body. I reach up and grab him by the base, Mihawk letting out a very quiet groan. I lean forward and close my lips over his tip, licking his tip. I look back up to look into Mihawks eyes, slowly moving my head back and forth as she stares down at me. "Oh don't try and ease me into, unless Shanks hasn’t taught you properly”. He comments in an unimpressive tone.

Shanks chuckles from behind me, his hand sneaking up to the back of my head. “She can take it, I have her working that throat of hers every night like the slut she is”. He responds, gripping my head and moving my head for me. I moan into Mohawks cock as Shanks moves my head for me, shoving me down on his cock more. I cough as I feel myself getting shoved deep down, feeling him deep down my throat. Shanks moves his hand away, but I keep the pace he set and continue to deep throat his cock. “That’s better”. Mihawk compliments. “Yeah, she’s a good girl, aren’t ya sweetheart”. Shanks chuckles, sliding his hand down my back. My body jolts when I feel Shanks’s hand back in my panties, running his finger through my wet folds.

My body shivers as I feel Shanks use a free finger to poke it in and out of my aching pussy, causing me to just need more friction. My body was already so close to being filled, but now we're back to square one. My body is tingling painfully, needing release finally. I start to moan painfully onto Mihawks cock, breathing through my nose quickens as tears build up in my eyes. I try to move my body, needing more than just the tip of Shanks's fingers inside me. "Shanks, your pet is getting restless". Mihawk tells the red head. Shanks chuckles. "I can tell, she's trying to suck my fingers in". He confirms. Mihawk then grips the back of my head aggressively, speeding up his pace and slamming down into my throat. "Don't worry dear, you can get fucked as much as you want once I'm finished". He tells me, his penis tip punching the back of my throat.

Shanks chuckles again. "Look at you, you'll get all the cock you want. I bet a whore like you is loving this". He whispers into my ear. "I can't wait to see you drenched with cum". He adds in a deeper tone, licking up my neck. "Take it, take Mihawks cum, take all the cum like I trained you to". I shut my eyes as tears spill from my eyes, struggling terribly to breath. My body feels like it's going to explode, ready to gush all over Shanks's hand. With a few twitches of his cock, Mihawk slams all the way down my throat his warm cum fills up my throat. I cough on the cum, gulping it down. Mihawk slowly pulls out his dick, sucking on the left to leave not a single drop. "Good slut". Shanks compliments. "You did train her good, I commend you that Shanks". Mihawk tells him. "Wait till you feel her pussy, perfection". Shanks respond.

Shanks pulls his hand away from me as I let out an annoyed whimper, pushing my body slightly to let my body fall to the ground on my hands and knees. I breath heavily as I try to catch my breath, my body shaking and loosing its mind from not be able to cum again. A cold hand on my ass makes me jump, I look lazily over my shoulder to see Mihawk kneeling behind me. I turn to look in front of me, looking up to see Shanks looking down at me with a smirk. He gently grabs my chin, rubbing it with his thumb as his smirk turns into a loving smile. "You're such a good girl, if I wasn't clingy I'd let people pay for them to fuck you. You're perfect mouth, pussy, ass, everything. Other men wish they could get one night with a goddess like you". He praises, his words going straight to my core. The mental image of getting fucked and covered in cum while Shanks watches, full bukaki as he just sits happily.

"Would you like that? Or would you rather some weak desperate men pay to watch me fuck you, show them how to really please a woman". He adds. That hit my core harder, Shanks cucking a guy. Some poor bastard watching Shanks fill and fuck my pussy full of cock and cum. I feel a warm tip rub against my folds, rubbing at my tip and poking at my hole. "Go ahead Mihawk, I wanna see the faces she makes when being filled by another man". He tells the other man. Then without warning, Mihawk easily slides his cock fully inside me. A whimpered moan escapes my lips, my legs shaking at the feeling of being filled finally. "Now isn't that a pretty face". Shanks points out, palming himself through his pants. "Sh-Shanks~". I whimper out, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "I need...yoooooou". I moan out, craving more. I struggle to keep my body steady as Mihawk ruthlessly pounds into my body, slamming deep inside me. It feels weird to have another cock inside me, being so used to Shanks monster in his pants. Mihawks length is kind of refreshing, feeling his tip slamming into my curvix.

Shanks chuckles as he looks down at my wanting face, eyes begging for something from him. "You really have been a whore all along, being stuffed with cock and still needing more". He hums. He sits up more, pulling his pants down and his cock smashing me in the face. "Go on then, take the cock you so desperately need". He tells me. He slides his cock into my mouth, my body quickly jolting back and forth. I moan onto Shanks's cock, breathing rapidly through my nose. I can't breath, my body is shaking so much. 'FUCK, I'M GONNA CUM AND WE'VE JUST STARTED! FUCK BUT I NEED TO CUM!'. I give in, moaning loudly as my body finally releases as my body shakes violently. Mihawk hisses, pounding faster. "What's wrong buddy? She cum and squeeze ya?". Shanks asks him. "Indeed, she's trying to strangle me". He responds, causing Shanks to laugh.

"Props to you, I would have cum at her clenching like that". He chuckles. "You're just weak". Mihawk comments. I'm surprised I can still comprehend what they're saying, my whole body is weak and my head is fuzzy. I can't go on, cumming and still being fucked is driving my body crazy. I can tell that I'm finally giving out, because now I can't hear properly what the two are saying. Everything stops, feeling arms wrap under my legs and I get hoisted up with Shanks's cock popping out my mouth. I feel my back press against Mihawks chest, him holding me out spread legged. I see Shanks standing in front of me, he strokes my cheek loving me. "Sh-Shanks...". I pant out. He pulls his hand away, letting me lean my head against Mihawks shoulder.

My body jolts, fulling waking up at the feeling of Shanks sliding into my insides. I pant at the pain, reaching to grip hard onto Shanks shoulder. "That's it, you can take it". Shanks reassures me in a soft tone. My body relaxes, feeling the two men filling and stretching me out. My body felt so stuffed, I thought I was going to rip in half. The feeling didn't get any better when the two started to thrust in sync, thankfully going slow on me. Every breath was a loud moan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Their pace speeds up, my mouth drooling from them massing up my insides. The feeling is indescribable, being fucked hard and stuffed to the brink of ripping. I felt like I was gonna pass out, I don't even know if I could cum again.

Their paces speed up, going full speed in and out my pussy. I cry and scream out my moans, digging my nails so hard against Shanks's shoulders that I wouldn't be surprised if there was blood. I could feel my freedom apporting, feeling the two older men twitching and their thrusts growing sloppy to out of sync. Next minute, Shanks lets out a groan as he finally cums. He sits and stays there panting, staying inside me. Soon enough, Mihawk cums again for a second time. The two pull out of me, Mihawk moving me to be laying in his arms. I feel like I'm on the verge of passing out, my brain fuzzy and hazy. A warm hand strokes my face softly, a soft kiss on my forehead. "Good job baby, you can rest". Shanks soft voice luls me to sleep, I finally pass out in Mihawks arms.

[bonus]

The two older men walk out the forest and back onto the beach, the other pirates noticing the passed out younger girl in Mihawks arms. "Is she okay?". Benn asks. "Did something happen?". Yasopp asks. Shanks waves them off. "Don't worry she's all fine, just a little shaken up". He reassures. "Why? Did something happen?". Benn asks. Mihawk chimes in. "Just some scary monster".

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at1nys-blog · 8 months

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Some stories gets told: The start

Pairing: OPLA!Roronoa Zoro x reader

Summary: After the duel with Mihawk, reader can't seem to leave Zoro's side while he is fighting between staying alive and reaching for an old friend

A/N: the way I am putting so much efforts in this is crazy, literally watching scenes in loop to understand how to add things and if they actually work in the original setting of the live action. I mentioned de@th a couple of times but briefly considering how long this is getting. Created a new village on Gecko Island for the sake of this ff Miro Village does not exists in the world of one piece, if it does I'm a lucky mf lol.

Pt.1\Masterlist\\Pt.2

If three days ago people would have told her she was going to fight Kalahadore and his minions, she would have laughed at her faces; if three days ago people would have told her she was going to enjoy a trio of wanna be pirates she would have laughed it off saying that the only crew she was going to join was the same as Yasopp's; if three days ago people would have told her that she was going to face one of her greatest fears, she would have joked about it, but there she was after a fight with Kaya's butler in the company of three wanna be pirates.

The bar was filled with pirates and some Marines, or so she thought. Her blurry vision was not of help, everyone dressed in blue or white, or white and blue, was a possible enemy that was waiting for the right time to strick an attack and bring them back to headquarters.

-...sea slug.-she heard the swordsman say, confused to why he was talking about sea slug, which, by the way, she thought were very cute, she asked for some explanations. Nami only pointed at Usopp, dancing with his usual grace and talent, if that could even be called grace or talent.

-Look at him. Like he doesn't have a care in the world.- the orange haired girl stated, she wanted to replay, to say that in reality Usopp was just putting on a facade, but who was she to spill secrets that were not of her owns? No one, so she just kept quite and went back to her drink. A not well made one on her humble opinion, but at least she was able to drink and have fun.

The girl, once again that night, went back into her own thoughts forgetting she was in company but even if she wanted to have a conversation with the two in her heart she knew it wasn't a good idea. Not when drunk and knowing such state meant spilling everything that was on her mind.

-..you drink.- that was the key word that got her attention, if drinking was in the equation she wanted to be part of whatever they were doing. -You guess something about me, I drink.- he said pouring some of the rum in three little glasses.

-uuhhh I want to play.-

-Not now.-they both said in unison.

-First round is between me and the thief.- Zoro said not taking his eyes off of Nami which smirked at the boy.

If her attention was on Usopp and having her drink, now it was on her two new friends having a drinking game.

-I bet yu grew up in a big city, running schemes, hanging out in swanky bars like this one.-Zoro was the first one to try and guess under Nami advice, she gave him a second smirk. Y/N imagines the swordsman got it wrong from how the girl next to her reacted. And she was right.

-You might be thirsty.-Nami said. -I grew up in a small village. Barely a village. Just an handful of houses in the center of a tangerine grove.- Y/N started to picture how beautiful that might have been, that once again her mind alienated her from the conversation.

Y/N didn't know how long she was gone in her little world, but when she was back to reality second round was on, and this time she wanted to partecipate, but aparently the universe didn't want her to play that Usopp came back at the table with "his new best friend" or whatever.

-What did you say your name was again?-he asked sitting next to Nami.

-Which one of you is Monkey D. Luffy?-Y/N noticed Nami trying to get some informations out of the new nameless guy, asking who wanted to know such a question.

-You are Dracule Mihawk.- the name didn't ring any bell to Y/N, she had never heard that name, or at least while she was intoxicated from all the alcohol she had, the name was completely new to her ears.

-I have business with your captain. If you know what's good for you, you'll hand him over.- she noticed the man didn't like to beat around the bush, he just wanted to get to Luffy.

-We don't know anyone named Luffy. Right, guys?- Y/N looked at Nami confused.

-What do you mean we don't know him? He came here with us.- she turned to the elegant dressed man and told him that Monkey D. Luffy was somewhere around the Baratie but she didn't know exactly where.

-You are unbeliavable.-

-What? Is true he was with us and now he is not.- she defended herself, the two of them started to bicker: Nami trying to explain to her friend why she was supposed to lie, but their attention was back at Zoro when they hard him saying Mihawk, was it Mihawk?, she didn't care much, what she cared about was why for the East Blue did he say that the man was going to die the very next day.

In that moment Y/N was sober in an instant, her brain was back to function normally and so her body. She moved forward, motion followed by the girl next to her, she wanted to understand fully what was happening, maybe she heard wrong. Maybe Zoro was just playing around but even if she had known the man for less than a week she could tell he never joked, at least not about somo random guy dying.

-I, Roronoa Zoro, challenge you to a duel to the death.-

-To the what now?- she said as a reflex, it was not like she meant to say out loud but it happens and the fact that Mihawk was staring at her was not helping her nervouness to settle down. The man turned back almost immediatly letting the green haired swordsman know he never heard of him, implying how small of a fly he was in his eyes.

-They call me the Demon Pirate Hunter. But my lifelong dream it to best you in single combat and become the greatest swordsman in the world.- now that is a great dream compared to hers, that just wanted to live numerous adventures and write about them.

Y/N started to second guess if starting such a journey was even worth it, she was surrended by people with amazing dreams, even Usopp had a better dream than hers. She shook the thoughts away, now she had to more important matter to care about.

Once the challenge was accepted and the time was set Mihawk left and she was on her feet in an instant, she tried to say something but the words seemed to be stuck in her throat. She was speechless, Zoro did not just challenged someone that, for what she got from their conversation, is the most powerful and skilled swrodsman out there.

-You just have signed up your death sentence, you idiot.- she said and left to head back to the Going Merry.

Zoro was polishing his swords when Usopp came back with Luffy behind him, Y/N was silently listening to the conversation happening in the room, not really knowing how to handle the situation. Sure wasn't her friend, how could he be after a day they have known each other? But she didn't want him dead already.

Words of the conversation came and didn't so her brain didn't process half of what they had been talking about, she just knew Nami was trying her best to change Zoro's mind.

It was after Luffy and Usopp left the room that Zoro spoke directly to her that night, asking why she was still there.

-The promise.- she had heard that part, his dream was a promise made to someone; he was going to die just for a promise he made in the past. -did you made it to your friend?- he didn't answer but his body language told her everything she wanted to know. -in that case, I hope you are not going to die. Good luck.- she said walking outside ready to go and try to have some good sleep.

Waking up the next morning felt like a task, her head was pouding so much that if she had too many thoughts her head was going to explode in milion pieces for the lack of space. Trying to stand up from her hammock without falling was another task she didn't know how she managed to carry out, her legs feeling like jelly pudding but she managed to stay on her feet and following the boys outside, after wearing a pair of sunglasses.

The duel started and Y/N wanted to go back on the ship. She didn't want to see Zoro lose, she believed Zoro was a strong fighter and very much the most talented swordsman she ever knew but if his opponent had decided to use a tiny sword that looked like more like a knife, there was a high chance his friend was going to die in the worst case scenario.

The first time the weapon inflicted a scar on Zoro, Y/N gasped and hold onto Usopp to not fall butt flat on the ground for the scare it gave her.

-Why don't you retreat?- Mihawk's voice was cold, dry of any type of emotion when he spoke to him.

-I can't.-

-He can't.- a whisper, taken away from the wind in an istant, not Usopp nor Luffy behind her heard what she said and she was glad. She didn't want to explain herself, not right now.

-Or my dream will be lost forever.- and this is when things got for the worse. The swordsman took out Yoru, the sword he carries on his back and there was a fraction of seconds after the collision between the weapons where it felt like time stopped for good. Then the glenging of Zoro's swords hitting the ground broken into pieces. Y/N gasped, holding tighter on her best friend's arm.

The green haired boy sheated his good sword in place, opened his arms to form a T with his whole body. Tension grew in the air, everyone knew what was going to happen.

While the rest of the crew gave a glance towards each other she couldn't. Her eyes, even if weakened by the bright sun rays, couldn't leave the form of the boy that was about to die in a second now.

-ZORO- Luffy was the first to react, in a second the boy with the straw hat was next to his first mate, hoping to not see him dying in his hands. The conversation him and Mihawk had came in and out Y/N ears, she was focused on praying for the boy to not die.

Usopp was next, he run to his friends' side, pulling her with him in the process, she tripped loosing the grip on his best friend and falling on the ground. Nami tried to help her up, asking if she was okay but she was just able to keep silent.

It was just like when she was a kid and her father had died; it was like when she was a little girl and saw his first friend die, it was as if death was following her wherever she was going collecting people she loved one after the other. Her nails became such an important thing to stare at, she couldn't stand the sight of the pirates around Zoro, trying to speak comforting words that he was going to be okay.

He is not going to be okay, she thought, how could he? He had lost already too much blood and the more they were staying there doing nothing the more he was going to be more on the other side.

It was Nami that brought everyone back to reality and started to shout orders left and right. She asked the boys to take Zoro from the arms while she and Y/N would hold him from the legs.

Everything became a race with time, the more they wasted the more likely was for Zoro to die of blood loss. The four of them put him on the table of the kitchen; Usopp started to run around trying to find some towels or everything that could come in handy; Nami checked on the wounds; Luffy started to space out, every type of noise started to fade out and Y/N didn't know what to do, once again in her life she didn't know how to save another life.

-Someone...- the (your hair color) haired girl knew what she had to do, if no one was of any help she had to find someone that could be. She sprinted outside heading back to the resturant, they had to have a doctor or some sort of thing, didn't they? If that was not the case she was just unlucky.

Entering the resturant she clumsly tried to remember where was the kitchen, the place wasn't that big but in her mental state it was going to be hard remembering her own name.

When she found the door she rushed in, getting the chef and waiter's attention. The blond guy smirked, ready to flirt with her but noticing the worried expression on her face he just asked her if everything was fine.

-Nothing is fine.-she catched her breath for a moment. -Zoro got... He has a very pretty bad sword wound we need a doctor.- please tell me there is one on board, please please please. Her eyes were staring at the owner of the establishment and her face dropped when he said that the closest one was two days from there. Just my luck.

-I can't help you. Hope your friend makes it.-

-No, please you have to help us, please. Maybe there is a doctor on...-

-Ehy, where do you think you're going?- she wanted to punch the chef, he was totally ignoring her call of help and cared more where his waiter was going than on the live or death situation she presented him.

-To help her friend.- said Sanji

-Brunch is not gonna prep itself.- he reminded him. She was totally going to punch him if he ignored once again what was happening.

-You always told me to feed anyone who's hungry.- she heard him saying while looking around the room. -I don't see how this is any different.- he added.

The owner of the resturant sighed, realizing that he had no other choice but try and do somethig to help the dying kid.

-Fine. Bring me my kitchen knives and a bottle of our best whiskey. And a fresh yellowtail from the cooler. Bigger the better.-he ordered and started walking outside. Sanji was confused, why would Zeff need a yellowtail? -Just do it already.-

Y/N walked them to the Merry and once she pointed the direction of the kitchen, she let them go in first. She wanted to stay away from there, she didn't want her bad luck to linger over Zeff while he worked on Zoro's wounds.

It had been some time since the two chefs came to stich the swordsman up so when she saw the chef leaving the kitchen she jumped on her feet asking how her friend was doing. Zeff assured her the guy was resting but only time could have told if he was going to live or not.

She walked inside meeting eyes with Usopp, Luffy stop tending on Wado and looked at her, giving the girl a forced smile, and she did the same. She was in no shape for smiling sincerely.

-How is he doing?-her tone was almost inaudible if it wasn't for the lack of noises.

-He is resting now, we are hoping for the best.-Usopp answered, she looked in the direction of Nami's room but then changed her mind. She didn't want for her bad luck to make things worse.

Usopp noticed. He always did. He had know her for a long time now and could read her like an open book. He knew what she had to go through, she had told him, trusting in his vow to not say a thing.

-You can go and talk to him. Maybe he would like to hear from a more gentle voice.- he joked.

-I heard that.- that made her laugh a little and she made a note to herself to thank her best friend for the joke.

-But...-he started again, Y/N stopped him, it was fine. She was going to stay in her room for the time being hoping that everything was going to get better.

-What's up with her?-Asked a worried Sanji looking the girl dissapearing from his view. After she had left the cook tried to get some info out the sniper but the man brushed it off lying that he wished to know as well.

Entering her room she locked herself in, not wanting people in for now, she wished for some alone time.

She went to the little desk and turned on the snail radio searching for a station worth listening to hear. Every station she picked were talking about some piracy activity around the East Blue or the New World, some had music but nothing that was of her taste. Her patience was running short, nothing was good enough, growing impatience she took the snail and throw it away.

The object made a loud noise that had been heard downstairs for sure, but she didn't care. She really didn't. She got herself under the blanket, cold running throught her body even tho the weather was pretty warm.

It took her nothing to fall asleep, and to be surrended by her nightmares coming back to make her sleep difficult. Between the faces that she was used to see screaming at her, putting the blame on her a new was added to the crowd: Zoro's. He wasn't talking like the others, he was silently looking at her dissapointment all over his features. Y/N tried to apologize, but words couldn't come out, they were stuck making her choke on air.

-Z...-nothing, her throat felt dry, like the ground back in Syrup Village during the drought. She felt powerless as usual. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, she wanted to apologize but it was hard when the only thing you can do is breath.

Breating, the only thing she was able to do was to breath but with time she found herself having an hard time doing that as well, dropping on the ground. Tears creeped out her eyes, watering her eye line but she tried her best to fight the urge to cry her eyes out.

She woke up covered in sweat and sighed asking herself when was she going to stop having nightmares or was she going to live like that forever? If that was the case she hoped the sea was going to take her as soon as possible, before she was going to lose her mind.

After a quick shower and a change of outfit she tippy toed outside her room making sure no one was around she headed to check on Zoro. She was happy to see they were alone in that moment.

She closed the door behind her and for a moment she pondered if it was a better idea go back to her room and stay there untill her friends were back, no she decided to keep Zoro company for a while. Maybe she didn't really know what to say, but the words were going to come at some point, wouldn't they?

She moved the chair closer to the bed he was resting on, glanced for a while his hand. Was oaky for her to hold it? Was he going to even feel it? She didn't know what to do, she had found herself in that position countless of times and yet it was just like the first time.

-Zeff told me it is a good idea to talk to you but honestly I don't even know what to say.- she thought she was sounding stupid, who on the seven seas starts a conversation like that? Her for sure. -Usopp hasn't always been my best friend, I had one before I met him. She was older than me, not much older, just two years of diference.- she smiled. -I was new to Miro Village. The first two months she was really mean to me so I would avoid her most of the times, even thought she would find ways to bully me so I gave up. She did everything in her power to make me upset, she blamed everything on me to get me in trouble like that one time she stole an entire cart of fruits and told the major it was my fault. He had to call in my parents, they wanted to talk to my dad about my behaviour but little they know he was dead. He had died some weeks prior I moved there, the journey wasn't that long since I used to live nearby but no one knew, how could they? Is not like I talked about it nor anyone cared to ask why a lonely little girl walked miles to get there, they were just happy there was someone doing the jobs no one wanted. She apologized for how she treated me but to be honest with you it wasn't that important, she was the only one that paid attention to me, yes you might argue it was not the best way but when you are a kid that goes unnoticed you kinda of like it when someone talks to you, even if is just to make fun of you.- she took a deep breath, now it came the hard part. -We started to get closer and closer until one day pirates raided the village, they took her because she was trying to protect little ol' me. They killed her on the spot and I was going to follow her if it wasn't for a random citizen pumbing into the pirate. It gave me the window to run away and I found shelter in Syrup Village where I met Usopp. Sometimes I see her in my dreams, she is always mad at me because I ran away and I didn't help her, sometimes I think back at...-

Someone was on board, she could tell, checking who was she felt safe seeing her captain. Luffy walked past her ignoring her presence, not because he didn't like her, for all the seas if that was the case she couldn't even have thought on putting a single foot on his ship, the captain had to fix the problem first thing first.

-Hey, Zoro. You sure missed a big fight. Those fishman guys were though. You would have loved it.- she smiled, knowing that was 100% so true. -...great dinner. All of us sitting around together, listening to Usopp's stories. Only I kinda messed it up. And now I lost Nami.- schock was painted all over Y/N, what was he talking about? Losing Nami? How? When? Why?

-...but I know what to say now, and is so simple. I need you, Zoro. I need you to wake up.- the girl felt ashemed, she wasn't able to say those simple words, indeed went on about her childhood friend that died to protect her. She was glad that her captain got the courage to say those words.

-You gonna keep talking, or let me get some sleep? Geez, you people really like to talk uhm?- Luffy jumped on top of Zoro, Y/N was only able to stare at the two boys in front of her. He was alive, how? She was pretty sure he was done for. She thanked whoever decided to let him live.

Luffy hugged his first mate, making him groan out of pain.

-Luffy, Luffy get off you are hurting him.- the girl said and before she could help the straw hat pirate down he was already on his feet.

She was now standing next to Luffy, looking at Zoro with a small smile on her face.

-I had the strangest dream that Nami left.-

-She did.-

-What do you mean she did? Why?-

-It's my fault. She left...- he started but Zoro cut him off.

-No, you didn't do anything wrong. You acted like a captain.- Luffy couldn't understand, if he did actually act like a captain, why was the crew falling apart more and more? -No, it's not. I, Roronoa Zoro, vow to stand by your side from now until the end. Until we find the One Piece or die trying.- he kept on with his vow and Y/N could only admire the boy for that. She started thinking if she was in any position to vow eternal loyalty or if her presence on the Going Merry was just temporary, she hoped not for the latter.

-so what do you say?-

-What?-

-Do you want to be part of my crew as a loyal member?-she was taken aback, no one had ever asked for her opinion on important metters, she grew up following orders. If she was told to do something her only concern was to carry on the task, no question asked, but now? Now she was given the chance to choose: eaither stay on board and become a part of the Straw Hat pirates, or leave and starting fresh a new life somewhere else.

-If you accept me, I'll be honored to follow you and protect this crew and the one in needs.-

-Of course I accept you, why would have I asked to join in the first place? Now...- the three of them got interrupted by Usopp screaming and happy to see his friend awake.

-I wasn't worried for a second.-

-Yeah, not worried at all, in fact I was the one...-

-HE IS ALIVE.-he said raising with such force his hand and Zoro's in the process, making the wounded guy groan out of pain.

-LUFFY STOP. - she separeted the two, taking Zoro's hand in hers. -For all the seas, you are going to give him an embaracing death one of those days I am telling you.- she was still holding his hand when the green haired swordsman cleared his throat to get her attention. -Sorry.-

-So, now what we do? Plot a curse to the Grand Line?-

-No, not yet.- was his answer.

-But I thought we were going after the One Piece?-

-We are, but we can't do it without our whole crew.- she smiled, knowing exactly where he was going with that. First mission before heading to the Grand Line: getting Nami back.

-Great, now you two start getting everything ready. I am going to change his bandage.-

-I can do...-the captain started.

-I am not leaving the first mate under your care. You keep treating him like a doll. Now please let get ready to leave.

-I can do it myself.- he groaned trying his best to stand up, but failed.

-dude, you can't even seat without help. Now shut up and let me help you.- he let a small "fine" not sure about the whole situation but it was either that or groaning every two seconds. And as much as his ego screamed at him that it wasn't to be that bad, he gave up and thought that maybe he really needed a little bit of help.

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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐄

pairing: wano!zoro x reader

summary: unfortunately, you have a crush on zoro and zoro is in love with someone else and so, cue: pining (or so you think)

wc: 3.3k

cw: fluff + reader smokes + potentially inaccurate wano arc details because I haven’t caught up with the manga but i had to get this out sorry!!

a/n: i had to get this out of my head and i haven’t written anything in a while and so reqs/ideas/feedback on asks are welcome!

Clinking glasses, boisterous laughter and sounds of revelry filled the air. The kingdom of Wano was celebrating the end of Kaido’s reign and of the ill-famed prophecy coming to fruition after two long decades. As always, your crew was in the centre of the limelight. Luffy was predictably surrounded by piles of empty plates on one side and plates loaded with food on the other. Ussopp and Chopper were merry-making, Robin, Nami and Franky were engaged in conversation with Yamato-kun and Tsuru-san, Brook was playing with some children and you couldn’t see Sanji anywhere. Probably escorting some damsel in distress somewhere, was your best bet. And in a corner of the room, surrounded by Kin’e’mon, Duke Dogstorm and Cat Viper was Zoro – all of them going through barrels of sake like running water. With the burden of Kaido off everyone’s shoulders, everyone felt lighter, freer. So why was there a heaviness in your heart?

You excused yourself from the people around you and you went outside the room to take a deep breath. Maybe looking at the stars would remind you again how insignificant your troubles were. You chastised yourself for feeling the way you did when there were people that had lost their loved ones in the war and in the years preceding it, and once again you wished that matters of the heart could be reigned over by logic. You’d carried a thing of sake with you and there were strains of faint music coming in from somewhere and so you took unladylike sips while staring up at the stars in the sky, willing all other thoughts out of your brain.

“Oi, what are you doing out here?,” a familiar gruff voice rang out behind you. Jolted out of your thoughts and nearly choking on the sake, your eyes widened as you turned around to find Zoro. However, before you could get a word in, he spoke again, and your chest felt heavy again.

“Shitty-cook was looking for you.” Oh. It was probably too much to have expected Zoro to notice your absence and come find out in the middle of a banquet with free-flowing sake. You should’ve known better.

As if right on cue, another familiar voice filled with half-hearted anger and pure annoyance called out from a distance. “Oi Marimo, where the hell have you been? Hiyori-chan’s been looking for you all night, how dare you keep a lady waiting?” Your heart lurched again hearing Hiyori’s name and as Zoro turned around to face Sanji, Sanji spotted you. His tone changed immediately as he called out to you this time, sweetly and with no trace of earlier frustration, “Hellooo YN-chan, didn’t see you there! Are you enjoying the party? Was mosshead over here, bothering you?”

“Haaa?!”

You let out a little laugh and a wave, with a smile you hoped was convincing enough, the same time as Zoro let out an accusatory curse.

“Hey, Sanji! I’m alright thanks, I was looking for you actually. Can I have a cigarette?”

“Of course, anything for you!” Sanji trips over himself trying to get out his pack of cigarettes and insists on lighting it for you. Having completed it, he turns around to see Zoro still standing there, staring at the two of you. “You stupid Marimo, didn’t I tell you Hiyori-chan’s waiting for you? Don’t you have any manners? I can’t believe she would pick you over me. She’s the most beautiful woman in the whole country, why would she even want a brute like you?! Don’t keep her waiting, you ill-mannered animal!” Sanji all but kicks Zoro, as if sending him flying to Hiyori’s feet might make up for however long she’s been waiting. For a second it looks like Zoro and Sanji are going to butt heads for the nth time but Zoro simply twists his face into a scowl, decides against it and walks off, grumbling under his breath. You turn back to rest your elbows on the parapet as you watch the smoke billow away into the night sky.

“So, Zoro and Hiyori, huh?,” you say with a little laugh.

Sanji lets out a scoff, takes a drag as if to compose himself, and then speaks, “Can you believe it?”

You don’t answer him and the two of you finish your cigarettes in silence afterwards. You offer Sanji your remaining sake and he graciously accepts. The two of you walk back to the banquet hall and instinctively your eyes scan the room for Zoro – he is nowhere to be found. And then, cautiously and against your best interests, you scan the room for Hiyori – she is nowhere to be found either. You can feel the bile rising in your chest as you scan the room a third time, this time for signs of either of them, but nothing. Putting two plus two together, you walk into the room with a heavier heart than you’d left. Walking over to the banquet table, you grab two bottles of sake and go join the group nearest to you. Chopper was putting chopsticks up his nose and the entire group was in splits – it was easy to pretend you were having fun too.

Back on the ship, you try your best to give Zoro as wide a berth as possible and hope it goes unnoticed. In your defense, it’s nothing obvious – it’s not like you’re walking the other way when you see him. You didn’t really want to either. Your heart might have been hurting but even then, you couldn’t deny how good he looked doing push-ups on the deck of the Sunny. Well into his 500’s, brazenly shirtless, and sweat glistening like molten gold on his brown skin in the sunlight. Had you not been bothered about giving him some space, you likely would’ve been staring at him shamelessly and Robin would’ve passed a cheeky comment about flies going into your open mouth. With a heavy sigh, and a slightly heavier heart, you go back to the book you were reading.

Days pass like this, with you toeing a thin line doing your best to keep your distance while trying to not make it obvious to anyone. This was just a passing crush and from past experience you’d learned that the best, and probably only way, to deal with it was to bide your time and let it fade away on its own. You only wondered how long it would take this time, because there was a limit to the pangs of pain you could tolerate.

You were sitting in the crow’s nest, knees to your chest and cradling the book you were reading when a movement drew your attention to the door. Zoro walked in with weights and set them down on the floor next to you.

“Should I- do you need the room?” you asked getting ready to get up, hoping simultaneously he’d say yes and no to appease the two splits your heart was in.

“Stay,” he grunted under his breath and he turned around and began setting up his equipment.

Long ago the two of you had come to an agreement to tolerate, and allow, only each other in this little sacred space the two of you had managed to create for yourselves on the Sunny. You reading in silence while Zoro worked out nearby was a near-natural occurrence for the two of you and naturally it often led to small talk, casual conversation and eventually playful banter. You’d spent nights up here on watch, drinking from the secret alcohol stash that Zoro and you had hidden away underneath the floorboards. The more you thought about all the memories you have of the two of you in the room where you were, the more the awkwardness of the present moment was stifling, closing in your heart and squeezing it in desperation. It was too far gone now, there was no escape. If you left now, it would make it even more obvious so all you could hope for was that Zoro hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary. Although with the way you’d tried to leave earlier… Zoro was an idiot but unfortunately, the bastard could be observant when he wanted to. It was all you could do to stare into the book in your hands, boring your eyes into the words on the page and registering none of them.

Wordlessly you slid back into place, watching him curiously as he arranged the weights on the racks with his back to you. Thanks to your efforts, you had never been alone with him ever since you’d left Wano. You’d made it a point to always stay on the deck, with others in company and sight, to prevent yourself from the exact situation that you were in right now. You knew Zoro liked to train in the crow’s nest, but it was also your favourite place to read a book for similar reasons – it was quiet and far away from the chaos that the deck was almost always prone to.

Speaking of the devil, Zoro's voice cuts through the room, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“Dunno, you’ve seemed a little out of it ever since we left Wano.”

“What do you mean?”

“You know, we haven’t- you haven’t come up to the crow’s nest to read or anything,”

“Oh.” Your heart flutters a little at the fact that he noticed, but the rational part of your brain shuts it down. That’s what a friend does. He cares about you, just not the way you do about him. “I uh- I wanted to give you some space.”

It was Zoro’s turn to look confused. “Hah? Why?”

“I thought you might need some time to get over….” your voice dies down as the confusion in Zoro’s eyes increases. “Get over what?” The pure obliviousness almost makes you question yourself but for the sake of your sanity, you decide to press on. “Over Okiku-san?” you say softly. You see his eyes soften at the mention of her name.

“Oh. Yeah, I visited her grave with Kin’e’mon before we left.” You nodded understandingly. “If that’s what you’re worried about, I’m fine.”

“Do you miss her?”

“Miss her? I only knew her for a week.”

“Then… do you miss Hiyori-san?”

“Haaah?! How do you know about that? Did someone tell you? I bet it was Brook he has awful fucking timing. Just like that morning….” Zoro grumbled under his breath.

Your heart sinks a little as you recall he’s referring to the night that they slept together. You remember feeling devastated when Brook was telling you and Nami and you had to do everything in your power to act like it was scandalizing gossip and not like it felt like your heart was like a rock dropping rapidly into the sea. And it was happening again.

“No one told me, I just… guessed. I’m sorry,” you say softly, trying to stop tears from falling.

“What for?”

“It must suck to leave someone you love behind.” A pause and then you offered honestly, “I don’t know if I could do it.”

“Who did I leave behind?”

“Hiyori-san?”

You could see the gears in his brain turning as he tried to put the pieces together, “And who do I love?”

“Hiyori-san….?”

“Where the hell did you get that from?!”

“From you?!" Zoro continued to stare at you like you were spouting nonsense and so you added in your defense, "I thought she confessed to you on the night of the banquet!”

“She did,” but before you could say anything Zoro spoke again, "But I turned her down.”

“Oh. So it was Okiku-chan then?”

“Haaa?! Where are you getting any of this from?! You’ve been acting strangely ever since we left Wano and now you keep fuckin’ talking about me being with people I haven’t ever thought about that way. Do you think I’m like ero-cook over there, who falls in love with every single girl he meets? Is that really what you think of me?”

“No,” you whisper, tears threatening to spill any moment now. You’d never seen Zoro this annoyed, and never at you. Zoro turns around and starts putting his weights back, his back to you. “Forget it, I just wanted to see if you’re okay but I don’t know what’s wrong with you.”

Your heart sank to your knees and all the arguments you'd been using to not confess to him suddenly fell away. All that was left was your need to explain to Zoro that you'd never meant to piss him off, only to try and know who he liked because you liked him. You spoke before you realized you were doing it, and before you knew it the words had already left your wobbly lips in a shaky whisper.

“Zoro, I’m sorry. I like you.”

Hearing your trembling voice, Zoro turned around and walked over to stand a few steps away from you. You could feel his eyes on you and you’re sure he had questions, but you were also sure there were tears in your eyes; and so you were staring holes into the ground because the last thing you wanted now was for Zoro to see you cry.

Zoro’s voice was softer when he spoke, “I like you too. Are you alright? You know you can talk to me if something’s bothering you, right?” He didn’t know what was going on and your sudden change in behaviour only confused him even further.

Incredulous, you looked up to face him, brimming tears now forgotten. You wondered if you should let it pass since your tortured confession was wildly misunderstood by the swordsman who really had moss for brains at times but now that you’d come out and said it, you figured you might as well get it over and done with. It had taken you months to get this far, and the part of you that was sick playing pretend just wanted to let it all go to flames and see where the pieces fell in the aftermath. You weren’t sure if you could handle another day of acting like Zoro was just a friend to you and another night of going to bed wondering what it would be like if you had the courage to tell him how you felt.

“Zoro no, I like you," gathering courage you started tentatively with a shaky breath and hoped that this time the confession would go through. "I was, I was upset because Brook told us about Hiyori and you and then Luffy told us about Okiku-san and then she died the night of the fight and then- it was all a lot to process and- and I was jealous. And hurt. And I didn’t know how to handle it so I thought avoiding you would help because I didn’t know what else to do. I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me.”

Your voice went back to a wobbly whisper by the end, and so you missed the way Zoro was looking at you. You’d looked up briefly at some point during your long-winded defense but you'd gone back to the comfort of staring at the ground, talking about this was hard enough. Was it because you'd seen the way Zoro's eyes had widened? Possibly, but you were shaking with nervousness and there was only so much you could admit to on a day when all you were planning to do was finish your book, really. Hearing you talk, his expression had gone through shock, mild distaste at hearing you thought he liked Okiku which immediately changed to a smirk as soon as he heard you say you were jealous. Right now, there was only half a smirk on his face because he was fighting a smile that was threatening to show up.

“Stupid woman, why didn’t you tell me?”

“What?”

“That you liked me." Your head shot up at that and all you could do was stare wordlessly at him as he continued, each next word causing another heartbeat to miss, leaving you with an anxiousness you felt bubbling in the depths of your chest. "Could’ve avoided all these tears if you’d told me earlier. ‘Cause I like you too.”

Your eyes widened hearing him and all of a sudden your brain went blank. All the questions you had for him disappeared and all you could do was look at Zoro wordlessly as he continued to speak.

“I turned Hiyori down because I told her I like someone else, have liked, for a long time now. It’s you, dummy. I like you. Now, will you stop crying? You’re kinda ruining the moment here.”

He gently flicked your forehead and you smacked his arm out of reflex with an offended squawk. A grin broke out on Zoro’s face, “There we go, that’s my girl. Glad to have you back, princess.”

A watery smile made its way onto your face but you were still trying to process what you'd just heard.

“You turned down Hiyori-san… for me? She’s the oiran," your voice faltered as you re-realized the reality.

“Yeah, so?"

"She's the most beautiful girl in all of Wano."

"Yeah well, I think you're prettier." Your eyes widened at his words, tears long halted, as you looked up at him in awe. Like you couldn’t believe the moment you're in is real. Zoro's hands cup your face, his face inches away from yours, as he asks under his breath, "Can I- can I kiss you?"

You nod as if in a daze and you feel his lips on yours immediately afterwards, hungry and hot. His other hand grabs your waist and pulls you closer to him in a single jerk and then he digs his fingers into the skin of your waist, holding you so tight it would've hurt had you been focusing on that instead of drinking his gasps and little groans in. Breaking away from the kiss and looking into Zoro's eyes, you saw a searing look in there that would've buckled your knees had he not been holding you. Tiptoeing, you pressed a shorter, chaste kiss onto his lips and hoped Zoro could feel what you were trying to say: thank you, thank you.

Pulling away, you make yourself comfortable in Zoro's hold, looping your arms around his neck and when you speak there's a twinkle in your eyes, "So… you had a crush on me, huh? That's embarrassing."

"Oi! You said you liked me first!"

You throw your head back and laugh, because yeah he's got you there but you've got him now so you can't be a sore loser. Not today, anyway.

BONUS:

It's late at night and you're lying next to Zoro on the deck, staring up at the sky. The remainder of the day was spent skirting around each other, sharing furtive glances and shy smiles when others weren't looking. Telling others hadn't come up yet but you'd be lying if you said you hadn't been thinking about what this meant for the both of you. With that thought still lingering, you piped up.

"Soo, does this mean we're dating?"

"Nope."

"What?! Why not?" you cried out in indignation and propped yourself up on your elbows to turn to him, offense painted all over your face.

"You still have to ask me out," Zoro pointed out.

"I confessed to you!"

"Exactly, that's why you have to ask me out."

"You-" The logic didn't make any sense but you of all people knew it was futile to argue with Zoro when he'd made up his mind. So you lay back down with a sigh, "Fine. Fine. Roronoa Zoro, will you be my boyfriend?"

You turn to him after you finish your question, staring into his eyes with only a slight glare, loving annoyance pricking your tone but you both know it's harmless. Zoro matches your stare with his own and doesn't speak but leans in closer towards you to close the gap with a kiss he hopes answers your question: a resounding yes. But just in case you hadn't received the message, he mumbles it softly against your lips, "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to say yes."

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nivtee · 1 year

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: ̗̀➛ GET ON. roronoa zoro

roronoa zoro x gn!reader

fluff ! suggestive themes !

zoro loved to push himself to the absolute limit, and your touch sure does wonders.

you hadn't meant to stick around on the ship, but of course, who does.

you'd found yourself lost out at sea, and although you didn't have any powerful devil fruit powers, you still could not swim.

lufffy had found you, welcomed you a board and let you stay on their ship until they found their next island, where you'd be able to get your bearings.

of course, that had not happened, and now you'd become a valued member of the straw-hat pirates.

you had your favourites though.

that was exactly what brought you into your current position.

roronoa zoro was a gruff many of not many words, but the few he'd spoken to you made your heart flutter like a school girl. even finding yourself up late, whispering with nami and robin about just how badly you wanted the mossheaded man.

you had never trained with him, you knew his training regime was far too hefty for yourself, but watching him sway his swords and dance around you shirtless? that was training you'd accept.

"well?" zoro stared down at you; you weren't small, but you weren't big either, with a raised brow.

"uh- what? no! yes! yes I'll do it." mentally cursing yourself, your brought your eyes to the ground and missed the way the tips of his ears burnt red as you fumbled over your words.

he rushed out and you followed after him, fingers fidgeting with your nails and any flaking skin you could peal off, both of you walking towards the crows nest.

you had not been listening when zoro had asked his question, and the way you had so blindly said yes had made you even more nervous than before. were you agreeing to let him throw you over-board? you'd let him-

he pulled himself into a plank, no struggle and no sweat, and looked over at you unexpectedly. "get on." oh.

you ignored the butterflies in your stomach, quickly rid your head of any and every single thought you'd ever had, and made your way towards him. it took you a second, glancing down at your shorts, cursing yourself for not wearing pants, and then looking back up at him, for you to finally straddle his back.

he was warm. so very warm. you could feel his heart beat pulse through where your hands were, and you could feel his muscles tense under your thighs. you let out a puff of air, trying to keep your composure so that you could situate yourself.

zoro was in no better condition.

he'd admired everything about you, the way you stood your ground and fought for what you thought, the way you weren't afraid to admit that you'd made a mistake or miscalculated, but most importantly just how soft your skin was against his.

he shifted his hands to shop his body from shaking. others may have thought he was already reaching his limit, but feeling your hands run down his back was giving him hell.

he could feel the curve of your ass sitting on his lower back, feel the way your thighs clenched out of fear and the way you lifted them anytime he came closer to the ground.

he could feel your nails digging into his sides anytime he shook slightly too much, suppressing a groan and biting down so hard on his lip that the calming taste of blood filled his mouth.

you were never going to be okay again.

you were sitting on his back, his muscles flexing underneath you, his lungs filling and deflating with every breath, he felt so surreal underneath you.

of course, everything had come to an end when you and him both heard nami calling out to the crew, leaving you to hastily climb off his back and race towards the girl, mortified.

zoro hadn't even made it past ten.

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aveegrex · 2 years

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Hi, I really love your writing! I was wondering if I could request hot steamy shower sex with Zoro, Crocodile, & Smoker ( separately ) with gn/nonbinary reader? 👀👀 tyyy

Omg HIIIIIIII

You’re my first ask and it’s super exciting!! Thanks for entrusting me with such a request, I truly had a blast writing it all. Though it didn't turn out exact, since only Smoker's part is in the actual shower. I just felt like Zoro and Crocodile would work better in a slightly different water-themed settings, so here you go with onsen Zoro and private pool Croc. Also sorry it's a bit long, each part can be read as a full on separate piece. I tried to avoid any gendered ways to address the reader and didn't describe the anatomy in detail, but reader is penetrated in Zoro's and Smoker's parts.

genre: smut pairing: Smoker, Crocodile, Zoro x gn!reader (all separately) word count: 3,3k

cw: smoking (croc's part), alcohol (croc and zoro part), water sex, subbish reader (not so much in smoker's part), shower sex, onsen sex, spa sex, oral (m!receiving), fingering (zoro's part, mentioned), finger-sucking, swearing, degradation (croc and zoro), a little bit of daddy kink (croc part), choking (croc and zoro), cock worship (croc), overstim (kinda, smoker's part), cumming inside (smoker and zoro), cum-eating (croc), teasing, ig that's about it

Smoker:

“Oh, o-oh, h-honey-y, yeah, - your husband’s heavy panting riling you up, wet slaps filling the bathroom as he pounds into you full nelson, threatening to drop you on the tile floor any second. - God, missed ya, missed ya s’much, f-fuck”.

Four hours since he stepped foot into your shared home. Four hours since he silently ripped off your clothes and finally sank his dick in you, downright moaning the second he bottomed out. The bed, the hallway wall, the kitchen counter, the windowsill, then particularly steamy doggy on the floor - and now he has you in shower, knowing exactly how weak you are for his wet body.

Muscles covered in a slight sheen of water and soap, his hair slick and messy, lips plump and reddened - Smoker teased another round out of you, absolutely aware you’d forego any soreness to get a piece of him like that.

“G-god, babe, taking me s’good. - he slurred, eyes trained on your fucked out face, toned muscles flexing as he bounced you up and down. - Take it, fuck, take it, likethatlikethatlikethat ohhh - ” - another moan, he was such a slut for you in moments like this, coming back home after weeks away, getting to release all pent up stress.

Being fair to him, though, you always reciprocated his eagerness. Countless nights in a cold bed were excruciating, driving you up the wall for the most part of his missions. But it all paid off on nights like this, when he returned safe and just as sex-starved as you, resulting into the living nightmare for all the neighbors.

“P-please, - you bit your lip in exertion, throat sore of all the screaming he had you do. - P-please, can I, .. AHH!!”. You felt him change the angle, going deeper, harder, straight where you needed him most. “Yeah, yeah, god, babe, - his own mind blurry of pleasure, his still somehow full heavy balls slapping against your skin. - Cream on that dick, yeah, mmhmm, mhm”.

His pace stuttering, you felt his dick twitching, signaling how close he was to filling you up again, your own body still hungry for whatever he can give you. “Gon’ pump you full o’me, yeah? - his voice resounding off of tiles, shower doing little to save your neighbors’ ears from the carnality of your evening. - Cum for me, c’mon, mm-need you t’cum for me, babe, pleasepleaseplease-”

His whines drove you mad, your nails sinking into his broad shoulders as you clamped on him, feeling your climax right around the corner. His everything was big, that beloved dick included, and god you loved it when your usually serious and collected husband lost his mind in lust. Lewd moans, strong body shining with moisture, eyes brimming with tears - no matter how sore you were from previous rounds, you’d climb him over and over just to remind yourself that this hunk of a marine was all yours.

Squeezing his hands on your ass tighter he pushed you against cold foggy tiles, ramming his cock deeper and deeper, face nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “F-fuck, babyyyy, - wretched whines vibrated against your skin. - Tug on my hair, babe, need y’too, mhhmm, like that, yeah, y-yeah,- OHHH FUCK”

You felt him twitching inside you, filling you up to the brim with his seed, and your legs clamped up against his frame, your own orgasm jolting through your spent body. Throat sore, you tugged on his hair again, crashing your lips against his, his lips bitten raw. “Missed ya s’much. - he slurred, careful to lower both of you into the tub. - Don’t think I’m done yet”

Sir Crocodile:

Deep satisfied groans resounded from the dimly lit mosaic walls, his cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth, head leaned back to the stack of towels by the side of the private pool. “Fu-uck. - he chuckled, smoke whirling up to the ceiling. - That’s the life”

Ever since eating a devil fruit, Crocodile has found himself not so fond of baths, opting for quick showers. Drowning aside, his power itself didn’t pair up well with water, and he distasted the vulnerability that baths brought out. It was only when he gained enough wealth to build himself a whole fucking spa was he able to enjoy a simple pleasure of soaking his bones in steaming water, sipping on scotch and living that rich life to the fullest.

You were actually the first person he ever allowed to accompany him there, your doe eyes and tons of “pretty pretty please” aiming straight at his heart. You promised him he wouldn’t regret it, telling him how romantic it would be and reminding him of all the times he had to skip your dates. He gave up, and now, fuck, with your lips wrapped tight around his dick under water, - yeah, he didn’t regret it one bit.

A glass prepped up in his hook, he pushed your head with his healthy hand closer to his crotch, making you gag on him. “Mmhmm, yeah, - strained moan leaving his lips as he felt your throat clamping around his girth. - Go for it, just like that”

Ten more seconds and you resurfaced, coughing out the water with a content smile. “You look happy, love” - you mused, reaching for his glass.

“That’s cause I am, love” - he teased, his lidded eyes full with lust and adoration. Damn were you a curious little thing, always making sure to leave your mature lover excited with thousands of novelties. And where the hell did you learn to hold your breath for so long? “How about you dive back in and make me even happier, hm?”

To his surprise, you shook your head, your hand gripping on his tense thigh underwater. “Got a better idea. - you winked, content smile shifting to sly. - Sit up on the side for me, would you?”

His brow quirked up, he remained silent, taking the final sip from the glass and obliged to your request, thick hairy thighs splayed on the marble tile, glistening with wet, his dick high and proud. You hummed in content, water splashing around your body as you moved closer, your hands outward groping his body as you lowered your head to his legs. “Delicious. - an airy whisper escaping your lips. - If only I could swallow you whole”.

He knew he looked good, but your compliments never failed to make his head spin a little. Toned pecs dripping with water, body flushed a light rose from all the heat, and the way he looked down at you - nah, it definitely wasn’t just his money that attracted you.

Wasting no more time to ogle, you dug your hands into his hips, lips making their way to his crotch up his chunky thighs, a bite here and there eliciting little moans from your man. “Playing around again?” - he cooed, head rolling from one shoulder to another, a hiss making its way through his teeth when you sucked on his inner thigh.

You just hummed, set on riling him up a bit more before tending to his aching cock. God it looked good: angry red tip leaking precum, thick and long, with a prominent vein adorning the underside and a pair of fucking breeder balls at the bottom now laying atop the marble floor. You moaned into the juncture of his left leg, eyes trained on the main dish - even the smell of his skin drove you wild, barely there after the aromatised bath but still present.

Nuzzling your face into his groin, you chuckled, looking up to meet his eyes. “Could be doing that for hours” - and with that you swallowed him, yanking him back to heaven.

He shuddered, knowing how true your words were. Ever since you two got intimate you paid special regards to his dick, worshiping it like your life depended on it. It almost felt like you enjoyed giving oral more than receiving it, finding yourself buried between his thighs any moment he was available for some head. And god was he available, devoted to giving you your fix any moment.

“Oh g-god” - he uttered, your throat slack, tongue enveloping the underside of his cock as you bobbed your head up and down. Your right hand fondled with his balls, massaging them lovingly, and he trembled, feeling his climax creeping up.

You felt that too, apparently, quick to snatch his cock at the base, pressing tight while gliding his tip across your puckered lips like a fucking popsicle. “Not so soon, daddy. - you cooed, blowing air to the sensitive tip. - Need more, please”

“Damn slut” - he hissed, barely holding himself from pushing your head down and fucking into your throat in earnest. He knew better than that already, familiar with your magic mouth and the wonders it could do uninterrupted.

“Thank you, daddy” - an honorific making his balls twitch. How the fuck did he manage to get his hands on you, a cock-hungry little imp that was now slurping up his balls, sucking on them, your thumb drawing circles on his tip. His eyes rolled back, ragged breaths echoing through the hall.

His hand crept up your hair, pushing your head further into his balls, your tongue lapping at the cold skin in earnest. “Gotta feed my baby good, yeah? - his tone laced with fake care. - Gotta make sure you eat well? Fucking eat that”

He spat down onto your face, smearing the drool with his cock all over your cheeks, balls still slurped up into your mouth, so heavy and full you gagged on them. He knew he had to be patient, but you were a fucking tease, and he needed his cum out as soon as possible. Thick thighs trapping your head, wrapping around your neck, you felt his dick sliding down your throat as he reclined back on his elbows, ramming his girth further and further in. “Fu-ckin’ take that, yeah-yeah-yeah. - his teeth gritted, lack of oxygen making you moan in need. - Know how much you like that, uhuh, like eating up daddy’s fat cock, m-yeah?”

You mewled at that, mind buzzing with excitement, your own arousal ringing in your ears as you gripped his thighs weakly. You knew there was no stopping him now, he was already lost in bliss with his heavy balls tightened up, his tip buried inside your gagging throat.

“Could be doing that for hours, - he laughed, his hand fisting your wet hair, the water on his flush naked body replaced with a layer of sweat. - Slurp it up, just like that, fu-ucking swallow daddy’s cum”.

He bobbed your head a few more times and pushed your nose into his damp wiry pubes, thick ropes of viscous salty spend trickling down your abused throat, meaty thighs threatening to crush your head. You gulped for air, only managing to take as much in before his lips crashed against yours, his tongue reaching deep inside.

“Gotta get here more often. - he chuckled, getting back into water to hold your body close. - Starting to like this bath thing, y’know?”

Zoro:

Onsen baths are a rare find on the Grandline, so when you stumbled upon one walking around town with your boyfriend, you were quick to pull him there, excited to unwind under the starry sky.

“Told you it’s better than drinking through your wallet at some shitty tavern” - you mused, hands linked up behind the swordsman's neck. He hummed, a lopsided smile adorning his flushed face. “Right as always” - you felt his hands traveling lower to your ass, grinding you down his lap underwater.

“About to perv up another romantic date, aren’t you?” - a chuckle rumbled through his chest at that, his lips quick to find a weak spot on your neck. “I’m a simple man. - he managed between the soft suckles to your wet skin. - You’re hot, you’re naked, you’re wet - I’m hard”.

To be fair, he wasn’t alone in his excitement. Onsens always brought out the horny in you - stars above, cute cozy gardens, soft murmurs of water and a wet hot trained body under you made you weak in your knees and keen to succumb to all earthly pleasures. There was just something so intimate and erotic about the laziness of the setting, allowing you to forget your usual quickies and fully satiate your hunger for Zoro’s entire being. A luxury so rare in pirate life.

“Hate them quickies. - it was like Zoro read your mind and voiced it out, his hands roaming your body. - Wanted to show off my stamina for so long”.

“Yeah? - your eyes lidded, head thrown back to allow him full access to your neck and collarbones. - What’re you planning?”

He’s about to act upon his promise only for you to catch his chin with your hand, looking down at his reddened face with a tease. “Uh-uh. - your thumb brushing along his lower lip, tugging on it playfully. - Tell me, mister Bushido”

Zoro gulps, both at the nickname and at the request. He’s a man of action, always “better show than tell”, and he hates to admit how awkward it is to voice out everything he’d easily do in silence to your oh-so-tempting body. “I’d fuck you.. an’ all”, - he huffs, eyes shooting down in embarrassment.

Your soft laugh makes him slouch deeper, face now turned to water. “Okay, Shakespeare. - you kiss his temple, hands tangling into his damp locks. - How about we play hot ‘n’ cold?”

He raises his eyebrow at that, his good eye squinted in question, reddened nose asking for a kiss.

“Well, since you laid your master plan so poetically. - he rolls his eye and you’re quick to peck his lips, biting down on the lower one. - How about I try to guess your dirty intentions”. Kissing along his jawline, you get back to his mouth, letting your tongue inside for a mere second before continuing. “I guess right and you say “hot”, I’m wrong and “cold” it is”.

He hums, calloused fingers squeezing your ass, lopsided smile back on. “What if you’re somewhat right?” - he seems to even worry about it, taking a little game too seriously again.

“That’s where you go for comparatives. So?”

“I’m in. Hopefully soon”

You laugh at that, grinding down his half-hard boner.

“Okay. - your fingers massaging his scalp, a whisper tickles his ear. - You’d start as usual, hickeys on my neck for everyone to see…”

“Hot” - he bites down your collarbone accentuating his point.

“Then slowly trail those pretty lips lower, a fucking tease”

“Hot. - he’s not quick to meet your lidded gaze, suckling on the crook of your neck. - Also ouch”

“You’ll live. - your hand reaching for his nipple, fingertips brushing against a sensitive bud. - Mhmmm, feels good”

“Next?” - he hisses, the dick under you twitching weakly.

“Those fingers, - you fish out his hand, massaging the calloused palm. - light as feathers against my skin. You’d push those in my mouth”

He sucks in a breath as you suck on two at once, taking them all the way in to visualize your presentation. “Oh fuck, hot” - eyes trained on your mouth, his other hand digging into your thigh.

“Wet enough to prep me, yeah? - your deep chuckle shooting straight to his balls, he licks his lips. - And make me cum just from that, hell”

He just nods, cock hard against your skin.

“Yeah, you’d even do that twice just to see me cry”

“Hot. - he gulps, adjusting himself on the underwater seat. - Make it hotter”

Your eyes widen in fake surprise. “Three times?”

“Scolding right”

“Oh my… - you can’t help but rub yourself on his thick thighs, moaning at the thought of your boyfriend tending to your needs so religiously. - You’re so hard from this, can’t wait to dick me down?”

He’s silent, nodding shyly, waiting for you to continue.

“You’d slap me with that hard on a few times. - your tone now half moans, imagining your brute of a boyfriend having his way with you. - Push me in doggy, ass up, your hand on my waist”

“H-hot, yeah”

“Then thrust inside, sooo slooowlyyy” - you whine the last words, hand trailing up to his neck to give it a sudden squeeze, Zoro’s mind too hazy to react on time. You gasp, your fingers around your boyfriend’s throat too hot an image. “Then out, making me cry, and ram back in, a hard slap on my ass at that”.

You slap his cheek at that, cutting up his whore moan with your hand back to his throat. “H-Hot, fuck, h-kh-hot”. - he’s chortling, hips now grinding into you, water splaying against the side stones.

“Snap your hips in, in, in, ahh-. - you bounce atop him, making sure to slam down with each word, water adding tiniest friction to your arousal. - Fuck me so good, yeah”

Zoro mewls, a choked sob escaping his lips and he pulls you into his chest, teeth biting down on your lips, his tongue bullying its way inside your mouth. “Who’s a fucking tease now? - his hoarse voice vibrating against your ear, hand on your throat returning the favor. - Got it a little wrong though”

You gasp as he pulls you up by your neck a bit, his dick now pressing against your hole. “Gon’ fuck you just like that. - he glares at you, lips bitten raw. - Wanna see that face tear up when I pump you full”.

You sob, nodding as he bullies his way inside you, burying his dick full in. His pupils dilated, water trickling down his face, plump pecs heaving, he grinds his heels into the bottom of the pond, bouncing you up and down his length, hand not leaving your throat once.

“Sweet mouth silent now, huh? - he hisses through his gritted teeth, lust mixed up with anger, and lets your throat free only to shove his digits into your mouth. - Damn f’ckn’ right it is, gon’ fuck you t’dumb to speak”.

Moaning against his fingers, you feel yourself losing it to the overwhelming pleasure. Zoro always was the dominant one, letting you play a little sometimes before asserting his power rough, leaving you unable to form words or even move after.

He picks up his pace, water splashing against your flush bodies, his other hand digging into your waist. “Fucking slut, taunting me with them filthy words. - a harsh slap against your cheek and you whine, pain mixing up with pleasure. - Fuck you hard that is, yeah?”

“Ye-yeah, Zor-zoroo, pleaseee-”, - he slams a hand against your lips, his eyes mere millimeters from your own. “Shut it. - he hisses, his dick twitching at the ungodly pace, your own eyes rolling back from pleasure. - Wanna have them folks rub their cocks to your sweet voice? Dirty fucking whore”

His dick is hitting you in all the right places, thick balls slapping against your skin as he raises from water, pushing you down the moss that adorns the side and pulling you onto him again and again, fingertips bound to leave marks by the time he’s done.

“Zo-zoroo, ahhh, AHH, ha-har-deerr.” - you’re slurring, his warning to keep quiet ignored by your buzzing brain. “Damn cocksleeve. - he’s happy to oblige, falling onto you, wet bodies pressed together as he folds you in half and reaches deeper, hips jolting too fast to keep you sane. - Need this cum s’bad, yeah? Fucking take it then”

He sinks his teeth into your shoulder and your orgasm hits you like a train, his cum filling you up nice and well. He’s panting, broad shoulders slumped and his lips pressed to your trembling head, eyes screwed shut with the aftershocks.

It takes minutes for both of you to come down, sweaty bodies splayed on the moss under the starry sky, fingers interlaced as a way to ground yourselves after the bliss. “We’re not done here” - he chuckles, rolling closer to you and you smile back, your hands back into his wet locks. You reach up to kiss him, parting the kiss to let out a small chuckle. “Fucking hot we’re not”.

MDNI, reblogs are welcome, request the hell out of me I'm all yours babes

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omgsquee2001 · 7 months

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One Piece x Y/N: Incorrect Quotes

Luffy: If [Y/N] and I were drowning, who would you save?

Nami: You two can’t swim?

[Y/N]: It’s a hypothetical question, Nami! who would you save?

Nami: my time and effort.

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Luffy: Tonight, one of you will betray us.

Chopper: Is it me, Luffy?

Luffy: No, it’s not you.

Usopp: Is it me, Luffy?

Luffy: It’s not you either.

[Y/N]: Is it me, Luffy?

Luffy:

Luffy, mockingly: Is IT mE Luffy?

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Sanji: We need a distraction.

Zoro: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

[Y/N], whispering: My time has come

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Ace: *Screams*

Luffy: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

Nami: Should we do something?!

[Y/N], observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

(I can totally imagine Luffy and Ace doing this🤣🤣)

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Ace, setting down a card: Ace of spades

Marco, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Thatch, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

[Y/N], trembling: What are we playing

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//Let me know if you would like a part 2//

#one piece x yn #incorrect quotes

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beomoa · 1 year

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𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔!

✦ - 𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳𝘆 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

𝖡𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒 : 𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 "𝗂 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎!"

𝘢/𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 : 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯.

𝗰𝘄𝘀 ( 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱. swearing, jealous Luffy if u squint lol, implied fem!reader but no pronouns was used.

Angst/comfort I guess?

𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘! 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏! Nami slightly scolded him, it's an annoying sound he's been making for about 10 minutes, "god damn where the fuck is y/n??" "ZORO SHUT UP CHOPPERS IS RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE!" "I'm gonna have a sore throat because of you guys!" She cough " 'need a break.", nami wondered where you are, room? Kitchen? Or did you go shopping?! Without her? No you wouldn't. She needed you for Luffy, so he can bother you while they can relax... So he can finally stop dragging his slippers on the floor. It's annoying. Where were you? Luffy needed attention!

"hey-" you were greeted by Luffy laying in the fake..you don't know grass. He was staring at the sky not making any emotion. Blank, bored, but the sound of your voice made his head look at your direction, "hi Luffy, how was lunch?" He looked at you and pouted "boring. Where were you?" You walked to the kitchen and of course, luffy's instinct was to follow you, "bought food, here Sanji! This should be good for a month." You immediately took a glance on Luffy, who is frowning a little bit "y/n-chan I'm gonna cook the dinner now! You can wait on the counter! Thanks for buying the food! I know I can't trust that moss head..." while he prepared the ingredients for now's dinner you turned to Luffy "what's wrong?" Luffy pouted at your obliviousness "nothing come with me" he took your hand and walked outside the kitchen.

you got to the captains room and of course, locked. "Luffy something's wrong?" He looked at the floor "I feel a weird feeling when you talk to other people.. it's hurts I hate it." Your eyes widened up a bit and got closer to him "hmm...your jealous?" He shook his head, you knew what he was really feeling. Envy, jealousy "it's okay, I know you are, I get jealous too when you talk to other people." You smiled at him, he looked up at you "did you hear what I said when you left the ship earlier?" You tilt your head, Luffy loved that habit of yours "I said I love you.." he said upset, but hugging you while resting on your shoulder. "Oh Luffy..I'm sorry I didn't hear you!.." "is it because of brook?" He said quietly, but you still can here his voice, it's a little shaky like he's about to cry. "No luffyy... I'm sorry.. I love you too!"

after some time comforting the captain and your man, it ended by you being the big spoon, snuggling him comfortably so he can rest.

"it's so quiet here" nami sipped the drink that Sanji gave her "y/n came back, I think he's resting at his room with y/n." Robin bit the pastries by..yes Sanji made. "Mm.. yes he's asleep now.." you got out of the room almost like you just woke up. "Y/n chan! I made you snacks!" Sanji "flew" to you and you smiled to him and taking the drink. The day was getting great, captains asleep, everyone's relaxing, not until you heard his door opened. "Yn! There you are!!" "oh.. God hes fully charged." Nami said in somehow annoyed tone. And you just giggled by the crews panic. You'll make sure to make him behave later.

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bas-writes · 2 years

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Hi! Love your work! Was wondering if you can do a headcanon of Law with a S/O who likes to idly play with his knuckles? Like they just do it as a physical touch love language! Thanks!

Oh yeah, I can! Love such subtle signs of affection and I think Law would be a fan of them too :3

With S/O Who Likes To Touch His Knuckles

Character: Law Reader: gender neutral CW: none

The first time it happens, Law is…confused. He feels your skin on his and instinctively straightens fingers, being sure you want to hold hands with him, but you don’t follow, all your attention focused on his knuckles.

He doesn’t question you and doesn’t take his hand away from your reach, just doesn’t really understand your goal. He freezes, awkwardly, and watches your exploration with a corner of eye. Quite an adorable sight.

With time he gets used to this unusual attention and doesn’t turn stone once you start touching his knuckles. Providing it happens in a more private place. A few first times you can catch him off guard in public, but eventually you’re asked to stop. Such a display of affection is not what Law enjoys. It might be casual for you but for him it’s intimate enough to be kept away from the eyes of strangers.

Despite his reluctance to show affection in public, Law loves touch and especially being touched by the right people (touch starvation hard)—the adoration you show to his knuckles is simply perfect, not restraining, not demonstrative, cute, affectionate and loving. Either you’re talking, either you join him as he’s working, reading or taking care of his coin collection—he doesn’t need to stop what he’s been doing in order to receive some physical love.

Besides…it’s like a silent reminder you’re here, by his side, safe and sound. The warmth of your fingers gently brushing his knuckles are more telling than thousands of words.

Eventually you will spot meaningful gazes, feel his hand innocently nudging yours in search of contact. Well, you’ve spoiled him, so now he expects his daily dose of attention. Forget about it for too long and he’ll become grumpy.

When he can’t see you for longer and longing—or concern—corrupts his mind too much, Law rubs his knuckles on his own, trying to mimic the moves of your fingers. If you started dating before he parted with the crew for obvious reasons, it’s become his favorite coping mechanism against stress and mental pain. It’s not the same, but similar enough to fool his brain that you’re with him, even if just for a few minutes before he falls asleep.

If he’s in a more vocal mood, he likes to teasingly scold you for wiping ink off his knuckles and threatens you with paying for refreshing the tattoo. The currency can differ, but his favorite ones are kisses.

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onepiece-blorboexchange · 1 year

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✮ Valentine Exchange: Interest Check!

The reception, love and enthusiasm our Secret Santa received exceeded our expectations 😍 We're still waiting for the last participant to join with their gift to prepare a summary, but since we got a lot of positive feedback & questions, we wanted to organize one more (and possibly even more) exchange!

The closest opportunity is Valentine's Day, but to get there on time, we would need to hurry („ಡωಡ„)

-> Applications would open on January 6th and close on 13th, all emails sent on 14th the latest -> we would ask to publish your works between February 14th and 21st -> the minimum word limit would be lowered to 500 words and for art: a clean sketch -> we would introduce a max. word limit of 4000 words -> this edition we would allow OCs and selfships (under restriction of leaving your Valentine a choice whether they want to create something in this vibe or not) as well as solo character (not y/n) for art -> like in the prev edition, we would allow NSFW gifts under the same conditions -> preferred Valentine style requests, however: not necessary

Please, let us know what do you think!

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kallystah · 2 years

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~~~ Little Biscuit ~~~ Charlotte Cracker x reader

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It had been a long day in Totto Land, the marshmallow-haired man having had to catch up with a traitor from Mama. He had traveled all over the archipelago to get his hands on him. Did this spy sincerely believe that he would arrive at his destination? What an idiot.

Cracker huffed. He was tired and had wasted an entire afternoon and evening crossing the islands when he could have got on with his administrative work at Sweet Commander.

He opened the door of his home, and entered his apartments. At least the day was over and he could now go to bed in the huge pile of mattresses that made up his shared bed.

He crossed the door of his room, and noticed that in this one, he was missing his roommate. Finally, his wife. He lifted the duvet to see if his baby was just hidden under all the covers, but still no trace.

Where could she have gone? he wondered.

Indeed, Minister Biscuit had been married a few years ago to a charming little human. Finally, he called her small from the height of her three meters seven, but she was still two meter one, crossed by a human and a small giantess about thirty years ago.

The beginnings had been a bit long between the two, but time and actions had passed, thus bringing the two souls closer together. It was now eleven years that they were married, and lived the perfect love.

The young woman named Y/n, had been scared when she heard the news that she would be married to a son of the Charlotte family, she had not been asked her opinion. But after finding out who he was, she had changed her mind and started to believe in her husband.

To return to the present time, the son Charlotte was looking for his companion in his palace. He was starting to worry. His wife wasn't wanted by the Navy, she didn't have any enemies in Totto Land either, people liked her, and it was raining outside, so she wouldn't have come out, so why wasn't she at her sides? Cracker had returned to the living room, the first room he had searched.

- Crack? You are home ? Came a sleepy little voice from the room.

- My cookie! Where have you been? I looked for you in all the palace. He replied hastily.

- I was on the sofa, I was waiting for your return by helping you with your tasks as commanders, but it seems that I fell asleep.

Cracker sighed tenderly, it was only with her that he could be like that. He approached her and took her in his arms.

- Come on, let's go to bed. And please don't touch my commanders business anymore, you don't know how to handle political affairs.

- Hmm. She grumbled, but he was right, she had quickly given up on reviewing an old report. Paperwork wasn't for her.

The two go to their common room. The young woman climbed onto the big bed they shared and took refuge under the covers. All you can see is a vague shape under the quilts that take up half the bed. Then the man joined her, happy to have found his wife and his cozy bed.

He slipped under the huge duvet and formed the large biscuit spoon, the name of the position in which they were, chosen by his wife. He was glued to her, chest against back, and his head above that of the young woman, calmly listening to the rhythm of her breathing.

- You know Crack, she started, the real reason I waited for you all day was because I had something to tell you.

- I'm listening to you. He said, waiting for calm.

- In a few months, we will have little cookies running all over the palace. The woman smiled, her heart appeased at having finally told her.

- Wait, is that really what I think? I will finally have my own family?

He returns to the woman with his arms, in order to see her face. She didn't give him that joke but he couldn't believe her. At this surprise gesture, she let out a laugh.

- Yes my Crackote. I saw the doctor today, she told me three little biscuits would arrive in 8 months.

- Stop calling me that. Oh! It could be the name of one of our children. He resumed with great joy.

- Crack please...

The woman didn't seem to want her children to be named after a treat, too.

- We'll have plenty of time to talk about first names together, as for Mama, we'll let her know in a few days. I want to enjoy this just with you. She finished by approaching her husband, sticking her chest against his chest.

- Anything to make you happy my cookie.

And the two fell asleep with a smile on their lips, each dreaming of a large family and one on the island of cookies.

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I'm sure there are spelling mistakes, sorry, but I hope you liked it : )

👀 My others OS :

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cyborg-franky · 3 months

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How they walk by your side

Hand in hand. Ace, Marco, Sanji, Usopp, Franky, Penguin Hand in hand but swaying your hand as you walk. Usopp, Luffy, Killer, Perona, Corazon

Linking arms. Thatch, Marco, Sanji, Franky, Brook, Killer, Shanks, Sabo

Pinky fingers linked. Sanji, Usopp, Nami, Perona, Shachi Arm around your back. Ace, Sanji, Franky, Law, Shanks, Corazon

Arms wrapped around you so it's impossible for you to walk. Luffy, Shachi, Sabo, Corazon

Hand in your pocket. Thatch, Sanji, Kid, Buggy, Penguin

No contact but it still feels warm, thats just how they are. Deuce, Izou, Zoro, Jinbei, Law, Kid, Kuro, Zeff, Crocodile [hires someone to hold your hand] Everything all at once, so many hands. Robin

Puts his hand in your pocket even when he's not there. Buggy

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jesterwriting · 6 months

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ok so my inbox is empty feel free to send in any requests <3

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at1nys-blog · 11 months

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Nap time

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x fem!reader

Summary: it doesn’t seem but Zoro is very, very much considerate

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Having a low social battery was not something meant for a pirate, but here you were, on a ship living adventures left and right.

Taking naps around the Thousand Sunny was always a quest itself: the girl’s dorm, even tho it was the best option in reality was the worst. Luffy will barge in full force and you would fall from your hammock; Nami’s studio was very not a nice option. Yes, the woman was silent all the times but Sanji was too loud for you, waking up and making you grumpy for the rest of the day; Chopper’s infirmary? To avoid after a huge battle; the deck? Too much chaos; the garden? Unless you wanted to burn under the sun, go ahead, if not, avoid.

The only place that was a safe place was the crow nest. That part of the ship was avoided from everyone thanks to being Zoro’s place to train and nap. Sanji wouldn’t come unless to inform food was ready; Luffy and Usopp had better stuff to do downstairs, you thought they even forgot about it sometimes; Brook and Franky would be too busy with their things; Jimbe, Nami and Robin knew better to not bother you.

After a hot shower, you were ready to go and relax to your new spot. Your body was aching to lay down and sleep, your muscles so relaxed that you didn’t know how you managed to get on top without falling.

Entering the small room you were happy it wasn’t a complete mess, but again it never was when you wanted to go there. This was something that always puzzled you. Knowing Zoro this was out of his character.

You shrugged it off, too tired to think too much about it.

Checking around you found a pile of towels on the desk and you were so glad about it. Taking one, you covered the pillow and after some seconds you were gone into dreamland.

Zoro knew your current position. He had been searching for you around the Thousand Sunny to ask you something, a stupid question to be honest.

“Ohi moss head, have you asked YN what she would like for dinner?” The swordsman only shook his head no, getting a death glare from the blonde pirate. “You forgot didn’t you? Ah I always have to do things myself” before the cook could leave the kitchen Zoro stopped him by gripping the collar of his white shirt.

“I didn’t forget. She is sleeping in the crow nest” he said with his stoic voice. “And honestly, don’t you know what she likes?” The tone was more teasing this time, exposing a sensitive nerve.

Zoro spent the rest of the day training and avoiding people to bother you: he would help out Nami with folding clothes; helping Chopper reorganize his set of new medicines; threaten Usopp and Luffy every time they tried to climb to the crow nest, all this untill he thought you had rested enough to survive dinner.

He climbed up easily, used to do it on a daily basis. Opening the door he tried to be as gently as possible, to not give you a scare. Even his steps are light, something he never imagined was possible for him, but yet, here he was. Walking on eggshells to not scare you.

“Y/N” it was a whisper even if he didn’t mean to, it just came out like that. “Are you still asleep?” You shifted position, still sleeping, he took it as a yes and was going to leave when he noticed you were going to fell anytime soon.

He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t want to wake you up, but he didn’t want you to fall either. He tried is best to move you closer to the wall, but he kinda failed.

“Is dinner ready?” You asked, half asleep. Zoro thought the world stoped for a second, he hated to feel this way when it was about you. He hated how much he cared for you. He hated… “I hope Sanji remembered to not put veggies in my plate” you said standing up.

The swordsman was just able to keep silent, what was he supposed to say? Was he supposed to tell you he remembered the cook what you liked or didn’t like? The man couldn’t say a word no matter how much he tried to.

“Have you recharged or I have to stop…”

“Is okay, don’t scare Luffy away.” You stoped him and left the room before he could ask you if you were sure. “Let’s go.” You added.

Zoro came back to reality after a while, he was not catching feelings, was he? He cares for you as much as he did for the others. Okay maybe he cared a little bit more il for you but just a tiny bit. Just a bit more, maybe. He shook away the thought, following you down on deck. He was totally making sure Luffy wouldn’t bother you too much, that was a fact.

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