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willowbelle · 2 days
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Not a Chance
Zoro & Jealousy + Possessiveness
per this request!
❤︎ roronoa zoro x fem reader ❤︎
༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧
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cw: dom! zoro, jealous zoro, very possessive zoro, semi-public sex, wall sex, arm pinning, rough sex, loud sex, lots of dirty talk (im so fr i cooked w the dirty talk on this one), "be loud, let them hear you." type :^)
summary: zoro & reader are privately dating. zoro gets very jealous when he sees law & kidd flirting with reader at a party. zoro confronts the men. zoro aims to show everyone who reader belongs to ;)
word count: ~3,200
tagging: @bby-deerling @eelnoise @3v37773 @laylaloves-ed @shamblespirate @lowkeycasanova @maddddstuff @fanaticsnail
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Not a Chance
As the celebratory atmosphere envelops the aftermath of the victorious battle in Wano, you find yourself nestled in a corner of the bustling banquet hall, the glow of lanterns casting warm hues over the scene.
It's a moment of triumph, shared among allies turned friends, but for you and Roronoa Zoro, it holds an added layer of complexity.
You and Zoro had been quietly dating, your relationship concealed beneath the veil of secrecy that he prefered. His private nature means that your romance remains known only to a select few, a fact that both frustrates and intrigues you.
But in moments like these, surrounded by fellow pirates and allies, the clandestine nature of your connection is put to the test.
Zoro, with his stoic demeanor and unwavering dedication to his goals, is a man of few words when it comes to matters of the heart. Yet, beneath his tough exterior, lies a depth of emotion that he reserves solely for you.
In quiet moments, away from the prying eyes of others, he lets his guard down, revealing glimpses of vulnerability that few are privileged to witness.
For you, being with Zoro is much like navigating uncharted waters, thrilling, yet… unpredictable.
His fierce loyalty and unwavering support are constants in your life, grounding you amidst the chaos of the pirate world. And while his private nature sometimes leaves you craving more, you cherish the moments when he lets you in, when he allows himself to be vulnerable with you.
In the hidden corners of The Sunny, away from the eyes of your crewmates, you and Zoro share stolen glances and intimate moments that are reserved solely for each other.
The storage closets, nestled deep within the bowels of the ship, become your sanctuaries of intimacy. There, amidst the shadows and whispers of the vessel, you and Zoro find solace in stolen moments of closeness.
The dim light filtering through the cracks in the door paints a soft glow upon your faces as you press together in the confined space, your breath mingling in the air.
The rhythmic sound of The Sunny’s hull against the waves provides a soothing backdrop to your whispered intimacy; the thrusts of his hips, your moans against his neck. In those hidden moments, you bare your souls to each other; sharing fears, dreams, desires, and everything in between.
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Amidst the revelry, you notice glances and subtle gestures from some of the other pirates, members of both the Heart Pirates and Kidd Pirates, their intentions not entirely innocent.
Their flirtations and insinuations don't go unnoticed, and although you remain steadfast in your commitment to Zoro, a part of you can't help but feel flattered by the attention.
As the night progresses, Zoro's demeanor shifts. His usually composed facade cracks, replaced by a simmering undercurrent of jealousy and possessiveness. You can feel his gaze burning into you from across the room, his grip tightening imperceptibly around his sake cup.
It's Law who approaches first, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he engages you in conversation, his proximity closer than necessary.
"Enjoying the festivities, y/n?" Law asks, his voice laced with playful intent.
"Absolutely," you reply, offering a polite smile, though you can't shake the sense of unease at Zoro's watchful stare.
Zoro's reaction is instantaneous, his jaw clenched as he moves to intercede, positioning himself subtly between you and Law, a silent declaration of his claim.
Next comes Killer, his playful banter veering into suggestive territory, earning a low growl of warning from Zoro.
"You're quite the charmer, aren't you?" Killer remarks, his tone teasing.
Zoro's response is a terse nod, his gaze never leaving Killer's masked face.
Even Kidd, usually brash and unbothered by such matters, can't resist throwing a teasing comment your way, only to be met with a glare sharp enough to cut through steel.
"Careful, y/n, you might give poor Zoro here a heart attack," Kidd jokes, flashing a mischievous smirk.
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As the flirtations from the other pirates intensify, you feel a mixture of discomfort ripple through you. Seeking a moment of respite, you excuse yourself from the crowd and make your way to a quieter corner of the banquet hall where you spot Nami, your best friend and trusted crewmate, engaged in conversation with Robin.
"Nami," you greet, relief flooding your voice as you join them. "Mind if I steal you away for a moment?"
Nami turns to you with a knowing smile, her sharp eyes taking in your slightly flustered expression. "Of course, y/n," she replies, motioning for you to sit beside her.
As you settle in next to her, you can't help but vent your frustrations. "It's like they're all coming out of the woodwork tonight," you mutter, casting a glance towards where the other pirates are still making advances.
Nami's lips quirk into a sympathetic smile. "Well, you are quite the catch, aren't you?" she teases and winks, nudging you playfully with her elbow.
You can't help but chuckle at her comment, grateful for her light-hearted approach to the situation. "I suppose," you reply with a hint of self-deprecation. "But it's not like I'm interested in any of them."
Nami's expression softens, her gaze meeting yours with a look of understanding. "I know, sweetie," she says gently. "But sometimes it's nice to feel admired, even if it's from a distance."
You nod, grateful for Nami's insight. Despite the unwanted attention, her words offer a sense of validation that eases the tension coiling in your stomach. "Thanks, Nami," you say sincerely, reaching out to squeeze her hand.
"Anytime," Nami replies, returning the gesture with a reassuring smile. "Just remember, you've got Zoro watching over you like a hawk. No one stands a chance against that."
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As the night wears on and the tensions grow, Zoro can't ignore the prickling sense of unease that gnaws at him.
His jealousy simmers just beneath the surface, a volatile mix of protectiveness and possessiveness that threatens to boil over at any moment.
And suddenly, it does; boils over, floods his skull, and pushes him to drastic measures.
Spotting Law and Kidd engaged in conversation across the room, Zoro's steps grow purposeful as he makes his way towards them, his jaw clenched with barely contained anger.
"Law, Kidd," Zoro's voice is low and menacing as he approaches, his gaze piercing through them with a ferocity that makes even the most seasoned pirates flinch.
Law and Kidd turn to face him, their expressions shifting from casual to wary as they take in Zoro's imposing figure.
"What do you want, Marimo?" Kidd retorts, his tone laced with defiance.
Zoro's eyes narrow dangerously, his temper flaring as he squares his shoulders. "I saw the way you were looking at her," he growls, his voice a low rumble that reverberates with barely contained fury.
Law raises an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. "And what if we were?" he replies coolly, though a flicker of amusement dances in his eyes.
Zoro's grip tightens on the hilt of his swords, his knuckles whitening with the effort to restrain himself. "She's off-limits," he spits, "If you know what's good for you, you'll keep your distance."
Law and Kidd exchange a glance, a silent communication passing between them before Law finally speaks, his tone calm but tinged with a hint of amusement. "Relax, swordsman," he says, raising his hands in a placating gesture. "We were just having a friendly conversation."
But Zoro isn't appeased, his anger still simmering beneath the surface as he glares at them both. "Just remember," he warns, his voice low and dangerous. "She's mine."
As you remain seated with Nami, the conversation ebbs and flows between lighthearted banter and moments of quiet introspection. Despite the festive atmosphere surrounding you, a part of your mind remains preoccupied with the tension that seems to linger in the air, like a storm brewing on the horizon.
Nami, ever perceptive, notices the furrow in your brow and the unease that flickers in your eyes. "Is everything alright, y/n?" she asks, her voice laced with concern as she places a reassuring hand on your arm.
You offer her a small smile, grateful for her steadfast presence. "Yeah, I think so," you reply, though the uncertainty still lingers at the edges of your consciousness.
But before you can delve further into the matter, a commotion breaks out across the room, drawing your attention. You and Nami exchange a curious glance before turning to see Zoro engaged in a heated confrontation with Law and Kidd.
Concern etches itself into your features as you watch the scene unfold, the tension in the air palpable even from a distance. "What's going on?" Nami murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper as she leans in closer, her eyes fixed on the unfolding confrontation.
You shake your head, unsure of what has sparked the conflict but feeling a sense of urgency to intervene. "I'm not sure, but I think we should go check on them," you reply, already rising from your seat.
Nami nods in agreement, her expression mirroring your own concern as she follows suit. Together, you make your way through the crowd, weaving between revelers until you reach the center of the commotion.
As you approach Zoro standing with Law and Kidd, you notice the tension radiating from him like a palpable force. His jaw is clenched, his eyes narrowed with simmering anger as he exchanges words with the other pirates.
It's a side of him you haven't seen before, raw and unfiltered, publicly displaying his love for you.
"Zoro," you say softly, reaching out to touch his arm, hoping to diffuse the tension.
He glances at you, his expression still dark with irritation. "Not now," he mutters tersely, his tone leaving no room for argument.
But you aren't deterred. You know that letting his anger consume him won't solve anything. With a gentle tug on his arm, you urge him to step away from the heated exchange.
"Come on, let's go somewhere quieter," you say, your voice laced with concern.
Zoro hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and the other pirates. Then, with a resigned sigh, he nods and allows you to lead him away from the confrontation.
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As you walk, you feel the tension slowly dissipating from Zoro's frame, replaced by a sense of calmness. With each step, the anger that had gripped him begins to fade, replaced by the warmth of your presence beside him.
Finally finding a secluded corner of the banquet hall, you turn to face Zoro, your eyes searching his for any lingering traces of anger. "Are you okay?"
But before Zoro can respond, he takes your hand in his with a determined grip, his expression unreadable yet intense. Without a word, he begins to lead you away from the crowded hall, his steps purposeful and unwavering.
Confusion mingles with curiosity as you follow him, your heart pounding with anticipation.
As you reach the door of the storage, you feel blood rush to your face. The two of you only ever go here for one thing.
Zoro turns to you, his gaze locking with yours in a silent yet powerful exchange. Without a word, he pushes open the door and pulls you inside, making your eyes adjust to the dim lighting.
With a gentle yet urgent insistence, Zoro presses you against the wall, his lips finding yours in a hungry, desperate kiss.
“Mmm!” you whimper against his lips, taken off guard by the suddenness of his advances.
There is a rawness to his touch, a primal need that leaves you breathless.
In that moment, as you lose yourselves in the heat of the moment, you realize that words are no longer necessary. Zoro's actions speak volumes, baring his emotions in a way that words never could.
As Zoro's lips trail down your neck, igniting a fiery trail of desire, you let out a low moan of pleasure.
"Fuck," you whisper, your voice barely above a breath as you arch into his touch, your hands tangling in his hair.
He groans against your flesh, causing goosebumps to bud all over your needy skin as he continues his fervent exploration.
In a sudden burst of intensity, Zoro's hands find the hem of your shirt, his fingers gripping the fabric with a primal need. With a swift motion, he tears the fabric away, baring your skin to his hungry gaze.
"Zoro-!" you gasp, a rush of adrenaline coursing through you as you feel the cool air against your exposed flesh, your heart pounding in your chest.
He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire, a feral hunger burning within them. "I need you," he murmurs, his voice husky with longing.
“Please,” you whine, your voice a breathless plea as he trails kisses down your chest.
As Zoro's lips continue their tantalizing journey across your skin, your senses reel with desire. You allow your head to lull back, shutting your eyes and letting your mouth hang slack as you savor each and every touch.
His hardworking, calloused hands explore your body with a newfound possessiveness, and it makes you feel small; he owns you and you like it. 
With trembling hands, you reach for Zoro's shirt, eager to feel the warmth of his skin against yours. With practiced ease, he shrugs off the garment, revealing the defined muscles beneath.
The sight of him, bare-chested and consumed with passion, sends a thrill coursing through you. Without hesitation, you press your body against his, reveling in the heat that radiates between you.
Lost in the heat of the moment, you abandon all inhibitions, giving in to the primal urges that drive you both. Your hands roam freely over his taut muscles, tracing the lines of his scars as you explore every inch of him.
As your fingers dance over his scars, Zoro's breath hitches, his dark eyes locking with yours in a silent exchange of desire.
"You're mine," he murmurs huskily, his voice rough with emotion.
A shiver runs down your spine at his possessive declaration, but instead of fear, it awakens something entirely different within you. "Yours," you whisper back.
With a hungry growl, Zoro captures your lips in a searing kiss, his hands gripping your waist tightly, possessively. 
"Never forget it," he breathes against your skin, his lips trailing down your neck.
You arch into his touch, gasping as pleasure courses through your veins. "I won't," you promise, your words melting into a moan as he trails kisses along your collarbone.
Zoro's hands slide down to the hem of your skirt, lifting it up with a hunger that matches the intensity of his gaze. As he exposes more of your skin, his breath catches at the sight; your trembling thighs, your wet panties. 
“All this?” he smirks, tsking, “All because I got a little possessive?”
“M-mhm,” you whine weakly, shaking beneath his touch. 
With a low growl, Zoro grips your thigh, lifting it up to press his crotch against yours. The heat of his body sends electric currents coursing through you, and you can feel the tension building with each heartbeat.
Your hands clutch at his shoulders, fingers digging into the muscles beneath his skin as you pull him closer, craving more of his touch. "Zoro," you gasp his name, your voice a plea and a prayer all at once.
His lips find yours once more, claiming you with a hunger that leaves you dizzy with need. With each movement, each touch, you feel yourself surrendering completely to his dominance. 
Zoro’s calloused fingertips trail down your body to meet your slit, making you gasp softly at the sensation. 
He smirks, hooking his fingers beneath the soaked fabric and tugging it aside. 
In the same breath, he tugs his pants and boxers down, just enough to remove his cock, rock-hard and throbbing in his grasp. 
He leans forwards, the tip of his cock meeting your leaking slit with a gentle nudge. You suck your bottom lip between your teeth to stifle a moan, reaching around to dig your fingernails into the muscular flesh of the swordsman’s back.
“Yeah?’ he groans smugly, pressing his lips to your neck, “Ready for me?” he questions, his words hot against your flesh. 
“Y-Yes, Zoro,” you plead, your tone coming out whinier than anticipated, “Please-” 
“Please?” he chuckles against your skin, the dark tone of his voice causing goosebumps to erupt all over your body, “Please what?” he presses, continuing to guide his thick tip up and down your aching cunt. 
You abandon all dignity, the desire for him to just fuck you already overpowering any morsel of self-respect you once contained. 
“Please fuck me, Zoro,” you beg, “Show me just how much I belong to you.”
With a low, primal growl, Zoro's grip tightens on your thigh, his eyes dark with hunger as he positions himself at your entrance. 
“That’s it, good girl,” he smirks. 
Without another word, he thrusts into you with a force that steals your breath away, claiming you completely in a single, powerful motion.
“Zoro-!” you cry out, raking your nails down his back. The sudden bump of his tip to your cervix causes your head to grow fuzzy, and you pathetically attempt to stifle your moans with a shaky hand to your mouth.
With a devilish smirk, Zoro's thrusts intensify, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he hears your attempts to stifle your moans. He grabs your hand away from your mouth and pins it above your head,
"No," he growls, his voice low and commanding, "Let them hear you. Let them know who you belong to."
His words send a shiver down your spine, and without hesitation, you obey, letting out a loud, unabashed moan that fills the room with the sound of your pleasure. With each thrust, each gasp, you make it known to anyone within earshot that you are his. 
The sensation of him filling you completely makes your limbs go numb with pleasure, igniting a fire that burns hotter with each deep, primal thrust. Your nails dig into his back as you cling to him, lost in a haze of ecstasy.
“Fuck, Zoro,” you whine, tears of pleasure flowing down your cheeks as he pounds you into the wall.
Zoro's movements are relentless, driving you both to the edge of sanity as he takes you with a possessiveness that leaves no room for doubt. 
You continue to moan loudly for the man you have to thank for your pleasure, making him smirk and double his efforts, the rhythmic sound of your bodies slapping together hardly masking your cries. 
"That’s it,” the swordsman chuckles, “No need to be shy," he teases, his voice dripping with amusement, "Let them all know who's making you scream like that."
And as you let out another loud, unrestrained moan, Zoro leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he adds with a playful grin,
"After all, it's not every day they get to witness the full extent of my skills."
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bby-deerling · 3 days
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Would you write a day-on-the-beach-Hc with Zoro, Law and Kid? 😍🥰🏖️
aww this is so cute!
beach day headcanons (suggestive)
ft. zoro, law, and kid
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zoro
he's taking this opportunity to lay out on a towel, drink some sake, and relax; he's comfortable with you curled up around him—until luffy runs over and dumps a bucket of water on both of you.
though luffy can't join the two of you in the water, you end up in the ocean anyways, and zoro, in all his tipsy glory, lets loose and becomes a complete menace, splashing everyone and dunking usopp underwater; it's all in good fun until sanji gets involved, and the two of them start trying to drown each other as they bicker.
zoro is down for any games the crew wants to play, though he gets extremely competitive—which makes you very lucky, since he usually picks you to be on his team. however, sometimes he purposely makes sure you end up on opposing sides just so he can teasingly terrorize you a little bit.
when it's time to reapply sunscreen, zoro gets a bit handsy with you; he's not the type to show affection blatantly when others are around, but he loves tiny inconspicuous moments like these, when he feels like he can sneakily get away with giving you a bit of loving.
kid
for someone who can't swim, this man surprisingly enjoys the beach for two reasons: building sand castles and digging holes. him and killer, in all their masculine glory, easily succumb to their base urges to create and destroy, making architectural masterpieces out of sand, only to smash each other's creations to smithereens.
he gets way too excited if you agree to help him dig a giant hole with killer, to the point where it's kind of adorable. and he's glad he brought you with him when the hole gets too deep and he needs someone to go get rope to help pull them both out. idiots.
there's a secret third reason kid loves the beach—seeing you in your swimsuit. sure, he sees you naked all the time, but something about you wearing that tiny bikini with bright sunlight beating down on you drives him crazy.
sometimes he truly can't control himself, throws you over his shoulder, and takes you to the closest semi-private place he can find. kid is above all else, impatient, hot-headed, and unable to wait, especially when something he wants so badly is dangling in front of his face.
law
he can't go in the water, but that doesn't stop him from enjoying a day at the beach! setting up an umbrella and a lounge chair, he lays back, relaxes, and—more importantly—has his eyes not-so-subtly glued to you the entire time.
law's deeply affected by the way your swimsuit hugs your body, and he nearly drags you back aboard the polar tang when your top comes loose and almost falls off—you and your crewmates were bodysurfing, and a harsh wave knocked the clasp out of place. however, law swallows down his emotions, mostly due to the fact that he's unable to stand.
he gets a bit jealous that he can't join you and the rest of the crew in the ocean, especially when you're up on shachi's shoulders chicken fighting with ikkaku and penguin. it's just a bit of friendly fun, but seeing you with your thighs on either side of his head makes his drum his fingers against his armrest and clench his jaw.
though feeling hot sand between his toes and sunshine on his skin is relaxing for law, his favorite part of the day is when you crawl into bed with him after rinsing the sea water off your body; he can still feel the heat of the sun radiating through your skin, and it helps him sleep a lot more soundly than usual—after he has his way with you, of course.
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aetherdoesthings · 2 days
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hello!!! i hope ur having a good day/night! can i request headcanons or fics (whatever you prefer!) of reader falling asleep because of work and the monster trio's reaction to it? thank u!!
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hello!!! i hope you're having a good day/night too!
forethoughts: gonna be out of my country next week for vacation, so probably not going to upload as much, but i'll try. i hope you enjoy!! also did tumblr remove yellow from the color choices? odd.
notes: gn!reader
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Luffy
“Y/N! Check it-” With a kick, the Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates stepped into your office, holding a slab of meat. His excitement plummeted as his eyes fell on you. Your head was resting on top of stacks of papers, a quill in between your fingers. Your entire body was limp against the wooden desk in the corner of the room, the lamp above your head still burning bright. 
“Y/N?” Luffy walked closer to you, his sandals thudding against the planks below. He tapped your head, shaking your shoulder, until he could see the slightest movement coming from you. 
You shrugged Luffy’s hand off of you, forcing yourself to sit up. “Luffy?”
“Why’d you fall asleep?” A small frown appeared on Luffy’s face. You knew he didn’t like you overworking yourself and filling up your time with ‘boring stuff’.
“It’s just a nap. Promise.”
“Are you overworking yourself again?”
“N-No.”
“Y/N… I already told you. If there’s too much work for you, just tell me.”
“It’s fine, Luffy.”
“No, it’s not fine. I don’t want you to overwork yourself to the point you fall asleep. Come on.” Luffy shoved the meat into his mouth, his hands wrapped around your arms as he dragged you in the direction of your shared bed. Without much protest, your head was now resting on top of pillows, a soft blanket plastered on top of your body.
“Sleep. Okay? You better be asleep by the time I come back.” Luffy pointed a finger at your face. You let out a chuckle, nodding your head. 
“Thank you.” You whispered softly.
The corner of Luffy's mouth stretched up to his eyes. "I asked you to join because I wanted to go on adventures with you, Y/N, I didn't ask you to join my crew because I wanted to see you work until you fall asleep! Please take care of yourself, otherwise we can't go on adventures anymore."
Zoro
“Oi, Y/N, it’s my turn. You can go back inside.” Zoro climbed up the crow’s nest, getting ready for his shift of watching over the ship. When he got up there, he saw you curled up into a ball on the side, fast asleep. He stared at your figure for a moment, before climbing into the circular space next to you. He flicked your forehead, gently slapping your face, to no avail. You were dead asleep, a quill balancing in between your fingers. Zoro placed a hand on your arm, retracting immediately. You were freezing cold. 
“Tch. Falling asleep on the job.” Zoro crossed his arms, staring at your unconscious body, putting his swords aside as he surveyed the scene.The inside of the crow’s nest was littered with papers and notes, an empty bottle of ink haphazardly discarded on the side. Anger and annoyance clouded Zoro’s head, the urge to wake you up and scold you for prioritizing your work over the safety of everyone. But in the cold winter night, a drop of warmth entered Zoro’s heart as he stared at your curled up figure, shivering slightly, but still dead asleep. There were heavy eyebags visible on your face, your lips cracked. The veins on your hands were visible, bulging out at Zoro.
“Damn it.” Zoro scoffed, as he reached a hand out towards you, dragging your body closer to his. He propped you up against his chest, letting you use his body heat as a source of warmth in the cold night. “Always overexerting yourself, you idiot. Should’ve brought a jacket instead of your papers. Geez. Now I gotta take care of you.” 
You were still knocked out, head resting on Zoro’s shoulder. Zoro let out a scoff, placing a hand around your shoulder, warming you up. “Tch.”
Sanji
Finally done with cleaning up the kitchen and preparing the next day’s meals, Sanji headed back to the bedroom you shared with him. He tried not to make as much noise as possible; at this time, you were most likely asleep already. He stepped into your room, closing the door as quietly as he could.
“Eh?” Sanji looked at the bed. The blankets were still neatly made from this morning, pillows organized with no wrinkles. He turned his attention towards your desk in the corner of the room, a small smile on his face. At least you didn’t go missing. You were dead asleep, head resting on your left arm, your right holding onto a quill. Sanji tiptoed over, examining your sleeping figure. 
My dear Y/N… Sanji sighed, plucking the quill out of your fingers. Without waking you up, his hands curled around your neck and the back of your knees. Without breaking a sweat, Sanji scooped you up, letting your head hit the pillow before the rest of your body was on the mattress. He draped the blanket over your body, planting a soft kiss on your forehead.
“Sweet dreams, my love.” Sanji whispered, before heading back over to your desk. He took a seat, rolling up his sleeves as he stared at the sea of papers and ink. As the moon itself was about to go to sleep, and the sun slowly woke up, Sanji stayed there, helping you organize all your work and sort out all your notes, filling out blanks you had left or letters you needed to write. He didn’t care if he lost some hours of sleep; in a few minutes, he’d have to ‘wake up’ to start prepping the next day’s meal anyways. As long as you were well rested and taken care of, Sanji didn’t care if he would have to lose hours of sleep. 
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portgasdbru · 23 hours
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he looked in awe to the little baby in his arm, her little body curdled to his chest, holding her while she sleeps peacefully, he couldn't contain a smile to appear in his face while looking at his daughter, she had his hair but looked so much like you, then he looked at you sitting on a chair in front of him, your hands holding a book that you stopped reading after sensing his gaze at you
"what?" you said to him, with a smile in your face looking at the cute scene in your front, your husband and your daughter.
"nothing" he answered
he looked back at the baby then back at you
"it's just" he spoke again "thank you, y/n"
"for what?"
"for changing my life. for giving a new purpose to my existence, thank you for loving me, for putting up with me even with all my flaws and sins, thank you for choosing me to spend the rest of your life with, for not giving up on me. thank you for giving me the best gift I could ever asked for" he said laying a kiss on your daughter's forehead "thank you for giving me a family and make me feel loved even when I thought I didn't deserve none of this. thank you for everything"
– trafalgar d. law; sabo; portgas d. ace, roronoa zoro
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animekpopsimp · 2 days
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The Strawhats Realize They Like You
Luffy
Luffy is the most dense of the Strawhats when it comes to romance, so when all of the signs that he has any feelings start to make themselves known, he has no idea. He finds himself wanting to spend more time with you and he wasn't sure why. When he's around you, he feels weird, but he doesn't mind it. Sanji knows what's going on, and when Luffy finally asks him why he feels the way he does, he explains it in a blunt way. It takes time for Luffy to accept that he's got feelings for you, but he eventually does.
Zoro
Deep down, Zoro knows how he feels about you, but he doesn't admit it for a while. He resorts to pretending to dislike you, yet, you aren't bothered by this. After a while, he can't keep avoiding you, so he settles for just being your friend, even if he wants to be more.
Nami
At first, Nami wants to hate you, you're a pirate. But you prove that you're a good person and over time, her feelings for you only grow. However she needs to save her home, so she keeps those feelings hidden.
Ussop
When Ussop meets you, he can't take his eyes off of you. Something about you draws him in, he knows right away that he has feelings for you.
Sanji
For Sanji, it's love at first sight. You would think that he's just treating you like he does every other woman, but for once, you're the only one he sees.
Robin
Robin is awestruck by you, she's well aware that she has feelings for you. But deep down, she's scared to tell you.
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Roronoa Zoro x Reader - None of These Girls Are Me
Status: Unknown - may be continued but works as a standalone Summary: Reader is completely oblivious to Zoro's feelings Warning: 18+, Language
Roronoa Zoro couldn’t help but roll his eyes – that in combination with his clenched jaw and tightly crossed his arms would show anyone even remotely paying attention that he was not having a Good Time. As it happened, no one was paying attention so he was able to sulk unnoticed. Well, not exactly sulking...just keeping an eye out. Or rather, an eye on you. Despite the crowded bar and your inability to stay still for one damn second, the swordsman’s gaze had been focused on you since you had left the table – apparently to get another second. That was ten minutes and three drunken flirtations ago.
His jaw tightened at the sight of you giggling, fucking giggling, at the man talking to you. He wasn’t even that good looking, slightly under average at best – and that was Zoro being generous. At least it was obvious your laughter was faked out of politeness. You just didn’t giggle. Usually there was a cocked eyebrow and an amused smirk. When something made you laugh it was wholeheartedly, eyes shining and dimples prominent. Zoro took a swig of his beer. Any moment now you would let him down gently.
A few minutes later, Zoro was still staring. This was…unexpected. Maybe the guy was being a creep – his hand was on your arm after all. He should go over, make sure everything was alright. You were part of the crew. It was his duty as first mate and swordsman to protect you. He downed his drink and was about to stand up, hand resting on sword hilt when you started making your way back to the table. Alone. His eyes narrowed at your expression. You didn’t look like you’d just had a narrow miss with a creep at a bar. You looked...disappointed? An unfamiliar feeling washed over him – one he couldn’t quite name but wasn’t sure he liked.
He tried to relax a little as you flopped unceremoniously next to him. His grip was still on his sword as though it was some sort of comfort blanket. “Who was your friend?”
“Oh him?” You let out a frustrated sigh. “Apparently he was to be up at, like, dawn.”
“That...sucks.”
“I know.” You took a sip of your drink. Zoro couldn’t help but notice it left your lips a little wet. “Why even bother flirting with me?”
Zoro could think of all manner of answers to that question but kept his silence.
You continued, clearly completely unaware of the internal struggle coursing through your drinking partner. “Well that’s my night ruined, anyway. What about you?” You leant closer and looked out at the crowd in front of you. “Anyone take your fancy? At least one of us should get laid, and I’m an excellent wingman.”
A pained look flashed across his features. You were too busy scanning the room for any potential single women. “I’m not really into the one night thing.”
“Well that’s no fun.” Seeing his look of irritation you flung an arm around him, “I’m joking. Besides, I know your problem.”
He cocked an eyebrow and shifted out of your embrace. It was hard enough having this conversation without you slung all over him – even if that did mean fighting against every muscle not to sink further into you. “What’s that?”
A flashed a devilish smile at him, one that made his heart jump. “Well, none of these girls are me.”
Beer shot through his nose. If he wasn’t so desperately trying to recover, he would noticed your laugh, and your dimples fully on display. Instead he just stared dumb struck as you wiped his face with a napkin.
Seemingly satisfied with your work you discarded the crumbled napkin on the table and picked up your drink. “I didn’t think the thought of a night with me would be quite so distressing,” you teased, still half between laughter and biting your lip to try to compose yourself.
Zoro was staring. Pointedly.
“What?” A small blush crept across your face. “Do I have something on my face?”
Fuck he wanted to kiss you. Or at least say something, anything to break the rising tension. He cleared his throat, vying for time. “No, I … I just haven’t thought about you. Like that.” He stared at the table, hoping that if he stopped looking at you his obvious lie would go unnoticed.
It was hot. He was hot. Like his skin was burning, like he was going to combust from the scrutiny of your eyes boring into him. How could you be looking at him so intently as if you could see his soul and still be so completely oblivious to the plain and simple fact that he was burning because of you, burning for you? Surely you knew, surely everyone knew.
And yet you continued to tease him and flirt with everyone else and never give him a second thought. God, be cold with him, be callous, hate him, find his ever growing feelings pathetic and demeaning. Do anything but be so fucking oblivious. But to regard him as a friend. To sit here in disappointment because some drunken stranger couldn’t give you one night of attention when Zoro was all too eager to rip out his heart and offer it to you. That was beyond cruel.
The sound of an amused hum brought his attention crashing back – because of course the smallest of noises from you demanded all of his attention.
You had your elbow propped on the table, chin resting in your hand, drink in the other and a smile on your face. He wanted to kiss you again.
“You, Roronoa Zoro,” you waved your drink at him to accentuate the point, “Are far too serious for your own good.”
A small, sad smile formed on his lips. The opportunity to say anything once again lost. “I’m serious about getting another drink.”
You grinned mischievously, “And some shots.”
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kyluff · 9 hours
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✎ luffy + zoro + sanji x reader !
✦ summary ➠ boob blurbs
✦ warnings ➠ nsfw, boob stuff
✦ note ➠ i 🫶 luffy
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✪ Monkey D. Luffy
“Luffy, don’t you think that’s enough already?” You whine out, back arching and fingers clawing at his black hair. You don’t know how much more you could take of this, Luffy has been at for what felt like hours. He’s been licking, sucking and even nibbling at your swollen nipples.
“Mm mm!” He let out a hum in response, a sound of disagreement at your question. You don’t know what has gotten into him, he didn’t even say anything when he got home from his adventure on the new island you arrived at, just shoved his head under your shirt and forced it off soon after.
He’s been going at them ever since.
He let go of the first nipple, leaving a stringy connection of saliva from your flesh to his lips, then attacked your neglected one. You glanced down at him, mouth slightly open from the pants slipping past, you could see his eyes softly shut.
He looked totally content with the situation, his hold around your body tightened. He wished to be closer to you even though he was as close as humanly possibly.
“Luf, starting to get sore.” But he didn’t respond, his suckling only continued on in a steady speed. You sighed, and looked closer at the man between you chest. Drool was leaking from where he was attached to your mound.
“Luffy? Hey, get off.” You shook his head in an attempt to pry him off of you, he didn’t budge quite yet though. Fed up, you gripped the roots of his hair and tugged back hard, only then did he pop off from you. He didn’t move, only let out quiet breaths of snores.
“Hey, are you sleeping?!” This guy could really nap anywhere, anytime. Even while he was going at your boobs like that.
✪ Roronoa Zoro
“Does it feel good?” The green haired man behind you questioned, adding a quick pinch to the nub that was pressed between his strong fingers. “Hm?”
You nodded, you grasped the fluffy sheets from underneath you. He had you sat on his cock as he leaned against the headboard of the bed frame and had you placed between his legs with his arms wrapped around you, poking and prodding at your chest.
“Don’t pinch so hard please!” You pleaded with the man, bringing your hand up to pry at his fingers. He was to strong for you, you could feel the hardness of his muscles under his tanned skin.
“This is your own fault, you know?” He chuckled lightly, he was enjoying this whole thing. “You just had to wear that stupid, slutty bikini, huh?”
You moaned at the mention of your earlier activities and the clothes your were wearing. It was an extra hot day on the ship and a small bathing suit seemed to be the best remedy. Zoro didn’t agree.
“I can’t lie though,” He exhaled on the back of you neck and cupped both of your boobs, starting to squish your tits, the fat of them toppled out of the space between his long fingers. “You look so hot whenever you wear it.”
“But it’s only for my eyes, got that?” He explained, ending his sentence with a quick smack to your meaty breast.
✪ Vinsmoke Sanji
It was supposed to be a punishment, but to Sanji it wasn’t much of one. Because he enjoyed every and anything you did.
You had his hands tied behind his back and his eyes covered with a black cloth.
“Sit,” You demanded your lover who listened carefully to your instructions, you helped guide him, he then nestled into the open space in your legs. “Go.”
As soon as you said that singular word, he eagerly began to search for your nipples, his treasure. His lips slithered messily along your flesh, blindly going in all directions.
“Would you hurry up?” You rolled your eyes, acting as though you didn’t love this. He did too, you could tell by how he let out little cries at your words. “You’re pathetic.”
“Y-You’re so mean!” He mewled, then returning to his previous actions.
“Ya well, that’s what you get for calling other girls pretty!” You were still bitter from Sanji hitting on another woman, right infront of you too!
You and Sanji walked into a new store, it had all these unique cooking tools and ingredients, right up Sanjis alley. The lady working at the till kept going on and on about all of the new items they had in stock, and when you finally got your boyfriend to leave, he said ‘goodbye pretty’.
“I told you I’m sorry!” He tugged harshly against his restraint, relentlessly trying to escape so he could touch you to his satisfaction.
“Sorry, but,” You paused, enclosing his slim build in your plush legs. “You’re just going to have to show me how sorry you are.”
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mydearlybeloathed · 3 days
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𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓
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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: nami x reader, zoro x reader
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.8k
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, angst
𝐢 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭
𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞
𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞
𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞…
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zoro
“Love?” you mumbled, eyes still hazy with the sleep you’d dragged yourself from. You held a pair of bone white mugs, steam swirling up from them. The bed dipped as you set one knee after the other on the stiff mattress, inching forward to leer over him with a lovely smile.
Zoro was only just conscious enough to acknowledge you, blinking awake and leaning up on his elbows. “What…”
Again, you smiled, leaning over to set one mug on the nightstand before lifting up the covers to slide in beside him. You balanced your mug in one hand and curled into his side, warming your hands on the glass. “I brought you coffee.”
His eyes drifted to the window, alarmed at the brightly shining sun. “What time is it?”
You hummed, adjusting to sit up a bit as you sipped at your own mug. “Afternoon probably.”
Zoro huffed as he shoved the blanket off, ignoring your annoyed puff and rubbing furiously at his eyes. There were black spots in his vision when he dropped his hand. His shoulders ached and the bandage around his arm felt like a shackle of some kind. 
Nearly frantic, he clawed at the tight fabric, digging into his skin when it didn’t budge. Your mug clinked onto the wooden nightstand and the sheets rustled as you followed him, your shoulder at his shoulder, your hand over his. Zoro softened entirely the moment your fingers brushed his own, your movements fluid and gentle as you removed the bandage in one swoop.
He heaved, stiff shoulders drooping over at the light caress of your hand over his worn, tanned skin. Your other hand came to nurse at his hair, nails scratching at his scalp and drawing a softer, more relaxed sound from him. 
Your cheek rested on his arm, your body wrapped around him. “Love?”
He liked it when you called him that. It made him feel loved, despite everything. “Yeah?”
“I love you.” As if you needed to say it out loud. He knew. He knew that above anything else, really. 
“I... me too.”
A little snort left you as you turned to bury your face in the sleeve of his shirt. “Idiot.”
You knew he felt it too, despite everything. His next sigh lifted and lowered your head. “You tired, big guy?”
He grunted, turning his face to brush his lips over your temple, closing his eyes as a draft floated in and out of the room. “Nah.”
You laughed again. Conversation fled the room, leaving your intertwined breaths alone with the quiet. Zoro couldn’t explain this feeling very well; if he tried, he’d say it was warm. like a bonfire, the flickering light reflected in his eyes, the warmth wrapping around his entire being till he could hardly breathe.
But he was very good at articulating all that, so it was just warm.
His eyes fell to the nightstand. “You didn’t need to make me coffee.”
“I don’t need to do anything,” you reminded him, and that was simple enough. 
Zoro reached to take his mug and leaned back against the headboard of the bed, waiting till you took up your own coffee and settled into his side again. Only then did he cast his mug a look, admiring the rich blackness swirling inside. 
A sweet scent filled his nose and his gaze found your coffee, a nice taupe from the cream and sugar you surely flooded it with. You took three long sips before you noticed his lingering eyes. “You do like yours black, right?”
“Mhmm.” He tipped the mug back and drank half the coffee in a matter of seconds, grimacing slightly. That's one way to wake yourself up. Still… “Can I try yours?”
You obliged, of course, lifting the cup to his lips and tipping it. His hand hovered yours to make sure it didn’t spill, and the taste was nearly too much. Whereas his coffee was still scalding and bitter as all be, yours was… warm and sweet. 
Much like you. He offered you a small smile, downed the rest of his drink, and set it aside. He was so bitter much of the time, too angry and sour. But you were consistently different. “You’re… too sweet for me.”
A beat passed, and you sputtered out a laugh. You set down your mug and swung a leg around his hips, straddling him as you cupped his face, your smile incredulous as you shook your head. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
His ears burned red, and he lost his sudden conviction. “You’re just… so nice.”
You raised a brow. “And you’re not?”
He didn’t answer, and once more you laughed in his face. 
“Love,” you nearly whispered, your eyes too deep and attentive, leaving him no room to hide. “I don’t know if you’ve met my boyfriend, but he’s very nice to me.” You pressed a kiss to his forehead, then his nose, then his cheek. “He’s very sweet to me.” And his other cheek. “I can tell he loves me, even if he’s too shy to say it.” 
Zoro could hardly breathe, trying so very hard to not let out the soft gasp rising in his chest as you grinned like a devil. “He should know by now I’m not too sweet for him.”
His hands found your hips and his eyes darted to the side. He scoffed, “Whatever.”
“Hey.” You hooked a finger under his chin and made him face you again. “I love you.”
“You said that already.”
“I know.”
A piece of hair fell over your eyes, obstructing Zoro’s view of your face, so he reached up to brush it away. your eyes flickered to his approaching finger, and in an instant your teeth clamped down on his hand. Not too hard, of course, but he still jerked away with pursed lips. “Would ya stop biting me?”
You cupped a hand over your mouth, unable to stop the laughter bubbling up from within you. “I’m—I’m sorry! I dunno—dunno why—” You dissolved into giggles, careening forward into his chest and tucking your head into his neck. 
Zoro didn’t bother fighting his smile, wrapping his arms around your back and resting his chin on your head, completely forgetting that the day was halfway through and that work was a thing to be done.
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nami
The sound of humming shouldn’t have made Nami so on edge, but it was only because she knew exactly who the melody belonged to that her defenses were on the rise. 
Slowly, she rounded the final row of tangerine trees. She’d gone there—to the place she used to call home—intending to find her sister. What she had hoped she wouldn’t find, was you.
Yet there you were, up on a stool to try to reach the ripe tangerines at the top of the tree. You usually helped Nojiko with the harvest this time of year. Nami should have known to expect you.
Your rose up on your tip toes, tongue poking out, and your fingertips barely grazed one last tangerine. One foot left the stool in a last final effort—your fist closed around the fruit but your foot missed the stool by an inch. 
You hit the ground unceremoniously, landing on your back with a harsh thump. Nami’s first instinct was to run up and make sure you’re all right. Well, no—her first instinct was to laugh at you.
Turning your head to the friendly sound, you ignored the pain in your butt to smile wearily up at the ginger girl now looming over you. Her shadow blocked out the sun and a halo formed around her body. 
“Clutz,” she murmured, reaching out a hand. You took it with a roll of your eyes, jumping to your feet and dusting off your pants.
Your smile was easy even as a bruise formed on your skin. “What’re you doing here?”
“Nojiko,” she replied simply, not wanting to say that really, Arlong was in one of his tempers again. You’d only worry if she said that, and the smile would leave your face, and Nami couldn’t have that (your smile was too sweet to lose for even a second).
“Right,” you nodded, ignoring the sting in your chest that she wasn’t there for you. She never was, so you shouldn’t bother hoping, but oh well. “She’s in town.”
Nami pursed her lips. “Right.”
The pair of you locked eyes, sucking all the air out of the moment and leaving it rather suffocating to stand in. Nami knew you knew. You were always around, being Nojiko’s close friend (being Nami’s best friend, once upon a time). Nami knew you knew her plan. She said nothing about it, and neither did you.
This was only the fourth time she’d seen you in six years. She ached like every other time, her skin blazing where you’d grabbed her hand. In six years, you’d both grown older, taller, stronger… in your case, prettier.
If distance made the heart grow fonder… Nami killed that thought where it stood.
She started to turn and clear her throat. “I should go.”
Nami barely made it three steps before a hand closed around her wrist and she forgot how to breathe. Nami didn’t know you and you didn’t know her, not anymore. There shouldn't be any reason for her to turn around. Nami should be able to rip away from you and storm off with no trouble.
But Nami turned around slowly and met your eyes, losing herself as you smiled softly, hopefully. “Stay?”
“I can’t.”
“I wanna talk to you,” you pleaded. “You’re still my friend, right?”
Yes. Please. “I don’t have friends anymore.”
Your grip tightened. “But—”
“You don’t want to be my friend,” Nami snapped. “Any attachment you have to me is just clinging to the past, okay?”
Hand slackening, Nami nearly breathed a sigh of relief as your hand started to slip, only for your fingers to intertwine with hers. “I don’t believe that. Nami, I am your friend. I’ve always been. And I worry.”
This was the longest conversation you’d had with her since Arlong took her away. Arlong. You gritted your teeth and sent out a curse. If only you were strong enough to do something, to save the friend who gave up her life to save that damn village.
Nami watched the clouds enter your eyes, darkening the lively glow she so admired, and she found the strength to pry your hand off of her. Nami could hardly stand to look at you when your face fell, but she managed. “Don’t worry about me.”
“Nami…”
She couldn’t bare to drag you down a similar path as her. You were too sweet. Too good. The world needed good people you, and so she wasn't about to go around tainting you with her darkness. 
She took a step back, then another, and turned away, hopefully for the last time. “Goodbye.”
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420ruffy · 4 hours
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his favorite ways to make you cum ,, character insert x afab reader
a/n: i’m halfway through writing this and i’ve realized that you can actually just insert any character of your liking while reading this bc it’s not specific to the character i had in mind when i first started..
eating you out
his favorite sexual activity for sure. not only does he love giving you head and seeing you feel good because of him but it’s relaxing to him. when he’s tired or sad he’ll always crawl in between your legs and start kissing and licking and nibbling on your stomach around your bellybutton and your thighs, coating them in love bruises.
it’s also extremely arousing to him. he loves hearing all the noises you make, and them getting louder and messier and more embarrassing (as you claim) the closer you get to your orgasm. he can’t help but grind his hips into the mattress, moaning into your pussy, the added vibrations making you groan.
he is always so focused on the task and gets lost in your big pussy lips lapping and sucking at them and your puffy clit as if it’s his favorite hobby (it is). his arms are usually always both snaked around your lower half to keep you in place and so he has easier access and can shove his tongue as deep into your cunt as possible. except for if he’s fingering you additionally to licking your clit ofc. then his right hand will be buried deep in your pussy, desperately grazing your g-spot while sucking on your clit until you start rutting your hips against his face and your grip on his hair becomes tighter. oh how he loves it when you tug on his hair while you’re changing his name when you’re cumming..
handjobs
he likes them almost as much as you do. he (especially loves how you go about asking for one though) loves it when you sit in his lap, crossing your legs behind his back and hugging him tight for a few minutes, with your head buried in his neck, kissing it and sucking light bruises into his skin before your kisses and sucks move up to his ear and earlobe. and then his jawline. until your kisses finally reach his lips and he’s too impatient to wait for you any longer so he just immediately licks into your mouth making both of you moan at the feeling of each others soft tongue. you kept moaning and trying to keep up with his aggressive licks but your mind wasn’t ready for it yet so you had to pull back. he chuckled. he knew what question was about to escape your lips. you stayed close to him and started kissing your way back to his neck and ear, nuzzling into him. “can you give me a handjob?” you’d ask sucking on the skin below his ear. you couldn’t see but he was smirking. he chuckled lightly. as if he could ever deny you that.
he picked you up in one swift motion and walked to the bedroom with you throwing you on the bed as soon as you reached it. oh how he loved the look on your face every time he does this. you looked about ready to jump him.
“pants off, pretty.” he would demand before positioning himself behind you and starting to kiss your neck and jawline. he would start slow and grope you aggressively while sucking bruises into your skin. the foreplay was part of why you loved handjobs so much. you just couldn’t get enough of his hands on your body.
by the time he would finally bring his hand down to your clit, after whining and silently begging him to touch you already, you were already wet from the foddling and kissing.
and all the praise and dirty talk that was possible in this position was heavenly. his lips were practically sealed to your ear shell constantly praising you and grunting and moaning in your ear because he knows how much you love it and how much it gets you off.
he loved holding you down with his free arm whenever you’d start chanting his name and wiggling indicating that you were close or already cuming.
mating press
missionary is the basic sex position for a reason. it was just so easy to handle someone this way. the look on your face and the sounds you made every time he’d put your legs up on his shoulder and start drilling into you was so arousing to him.
he didn’t care about how “messy and chaotic and embarrassing” you thought you sounded. that’s part of what was so arousing. the fact that he’s making you feel so good you don’t know what to say or what sound to make and don’t even try to tame yourself and instead just let the sounds escape your lips was so hot to him, he wanted to cum right there.
dickriding
oh how he loved making you cum when you were the one on top. he loved bottoming or subbing and seeing you take control of him and the situation. but he also likes messing with you and he would do anything to hear all the messy embarrassing sounds you make when he drills up into you from below.
the way your eyes would roll back and your moms would become more animalistic at the sudden fast pace was one of his favorite sights to see.
and when it became too much for you and you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore so you’d collapse on top of him and put your arms around him, he would smirk to himself. being able to hold you tight while ramming up into you as fast as possible to make both of you cum while hearing you moan and breathe into his ear was too arousing.
this was originally supposed to be about jason todd (no one’s surprised) but i can also see: hal jordan, dick grayson, roy harper, wally west, toji, nanami, gojo, sae, aiku, karasu, otoya, katakuri, sanji, zoro, shanks, semi eita, atsumu, iwaizumi, tartaglia/childe, itto, laxus dreyar, sting eucliffe, gray, jellal, gajeel, natsu
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heartsforseo · 3 days
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Strawhats with an author member
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Summary: You're an author (you go by anon), and one day you ate a devil fruit. Now you can trap people inside your novels. (I think you BSD fans know where I'm going...) The straw hats found you and decided to invite you. (You said yes...cuz that's literally what this story is abt and cuz u were bored).
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You live on a small island somewhere in the new world. You work as an author who goes by the pen name "S".
Usually, pirates would come to your island twice a month. The townsfolk were very friendly and you sometimes stepped in when pirates crossed over the line.
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One day, you and your friend were hanging out in a small secluded alleyway. Your back was against the only entrance and you were facing your friend who was already opening the mystery novel.
"Good luck," you had said.
Your friend only nodded. Bright yellow light surrounded the both of you. When the light finally disappeared, your friend was gone, and the closed book fell to the ground. You picked it up and turned around, ready to leave the alleyway.
Your eyes locked in with a black one. A 5'11 man with a straw hat was staring right at you with mouth agape from amazement.
Your eyes widened, and you were about to open the book facing his way. But his arm suddenly stretched and took your book before you could open it.
"COOL!!! How did you do that?!" The guy wearing the straw hat asked.
"Shh, don't be too loud or the others will catch us," you walked towards the man, "they don't know about my ability. And I would like to keep it that way."
You took the book from the stranger's hand and walked away. The rubber man beside you said, "That's an awesome ability. How about you join my crew?"
You stop walking and look right into his eyes. "Crew? I don't know anything about you and would like to keep it that way."
The man only smiled back and responded, "Is information all you want? Well then, I'm Monkey D. Luffy, and I will be the king of the Pirates!" He raised both of his hands and made a fist. All this while smiling.
"King of the pirates? Don't make me laugh. Plus, I decided to live here for all my life."
"Really?? But don't you want to go on an adventure? I and my crew always go on fun adventures. You will never be bored!"
Before I could say anything back, a woman with long orange hair came up to me and Luffy.
"There you are! We're gonna leave in 2 days. Next time don't dash away and wait for us, Luffy!" The tangerine girl said.
The girl who was scolding Luffy finally noticed me and apologized. She then introduced herself and dragged Luffy by the ear. I watched the scene until they vanished into the crowd and walked off. I hope that my friend is almost done with the book.
I went to different places for inspiration. Being a mystery writer was no easy task. Especially if you only have a limited view. The sun was almost setting, and my friend was still stuck. My new story really did a poll on them.
I walked into Naty's bar and ordered a drink. Luffy's sentence rang into my head. An adventure? I wonder what it'll be like...My books had always sailed the sea, but shouldn't the author, too? No. Being a pirate is dangerous. My view may be limited, but my mind is not.
As long as I have a paper and pen, I can do anything...is what I would like to say. I took a few berries, placed them on the counter, and left the bar. Today took a sour turn.
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A/n: This was supposed to be a head cannon but I accidentally made it as a story...so uh... ALSO PLEASE REQUEST IM BORED AF :((( part 2 getting posted...tomorrow? BTW WHAT SHOULD BE THE DEVIL FRUIT NAME BE???
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cozage · 3 days
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The Moss that Grew in Gloom
Chapter 7: Day One
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When you awoke, Zoro was on the mat in the corner, his back leaned against the wall. He was snoring softly, and you found yourself smiling at him and his disposition. He seemed so comfortable in his own skin; you had to admire that about him. 
You shook the thoughts from your head and walked into your bathroom to prepare for the day. You weren’t supposed to be praising him. Cold as ice, just like your father. It was only three days. Once your father was back, Roronoa would fall back into line. It was better to call him Roronoa. It was less personal; it didn’t allow for any doors to be opened. It was better. 
After having a few moments in the bathroom to center yourself, you felt prepared to take on the day. 
That feeling immediately vanished when you opened the door and found Zoro beginning to wake from his sleep. You considered trying to silently dart out the door, but his eyes squinted open and those stormy eyes found yours instantly. 
Cold as ice, just as your father. What would he say in this situation? 
You stood a little taller and cleared your throat. “I suppose you didn’t even bother to try and return to your bedroom last night?”
Your words didn’t affect him at all. He simply let out a half smile. “I wanted to be here when you woke up so I could tell you.” His hand turned a dark metallic color. “Almost a full hour last night. I didn’t want to wake you. Figured you could use the rest.”
You bit back a smile. You were proud of him and his progress. But your father rarely let his emotions show, and you would only survive these next two days if you kept the distance he did. 
You gave a sharp nod. “Very well. We can continue with the next steps after breakfast.”
The surprise in his face made your chest ache. But he quickly recovered, and so did you. You walked out of the room to head down to the dining room, not looking back to see if Zoro was following you. 
As you got closer to the main level, the smell of bread, eggs, and bacon floated up the stairwell, making your stomach rumble. 
“Can’t believe you’re hungry after last night,” Zoro joked as he quickly caught up to you. “I’m still stuffed.”
“I recommend you try to eat something,” you said cooly. “We will be out for a while today.”
“So you’re going to help me push haki into blades?”
You scowled, mimicking your father when you had asked him that same question years ago. “Not quite.”
You could feel Zoro’s irritation rise behind you. “I thought you said-”
“You will be practicing, but not with something so dangerous or precious as blades.”
You could feel his glare on you, but you didn’t look at him. You let the smell of food be your only guide. 
The dining table was set lavishly, but only for three. Your father must’ve told Perona of his departure before he had left. 
“Perona!” you gasped. “This is exquisite!”
She beamed at your words. “I figured we might as well go all out since that old meanie isn’t here right now!”
“You’ve certainly outdone yourself,” you complimented. “Did you pick those flowers from the gardens?”
“Sure did!” 
There was a stark contrast between the pink flowers she had gathered and the black flowers, but you didn’t comment on it. 
The food was well prepared, too. If you hadn’t known better, you would have assumed your father had made it. 
“Mihawk has been teaching me how to cook,” Perona noted as you all continued to eat. “I never liked being in the kitchen, but Mihawk said-”
“If you can’t cook, you can’t live,” you finished with her, smiling to yourself. 
Perona wasn’t so bad in small increments. She was kind and she cared about those around her, even if she didn’t always have the best way of showing it. 
“It’s a good skill to have,” Zoro agreed. You could tell he was trying to find some way to be included in the conversation. 
“One you should learn,” you retorted. “You can use your armament haki while doing the dishes as training. Perona, feel free to make the water as hot as you need to. I’m releasing Roronoa to your care for the morning.” You shot him a quick look, trying to look as disapproving as your father. “I expect an edible meal for lunch.”
Zoro’s eye twitched. “You said you would-”
“This is part of your training,” you said, cutting him off. “Do it, or you will get no further help from me.”
You left the dining table then, walking briskly and confidently up the stairwell. You needed some time away from him, time to clear your head. It was the only way you’d make it through these next few days. 
You settled in your all-too-familiar chair and picked up a book. A sense of normality would help make you feel more like yourself and be able to guard against the whims of Roronoa Zoro. 
It was almost lunchtime before a knock came at your door. You started for a moment, thinking your father may have come home early, but that wasn’t the secret knock he had created. Your eyes flicked back down to your book, trying your best to ignore it. 
The person knocked again. 
“Come in,” you said, letting out a loud sigh. 
Zoro opened the door, his eyes instantly finding yours. It was so easy to melt under his gaze, but you stiffened instead. 
You raised an eyebrow in question, as if you were being inconvenienced. 
“I’m done helping Perona,” he said. “Little witch had the water temperature at scalding levels, by the way. Thanks for that.”
Your eyes returned to the book. They had to, or else they would linger on him for too long. “Did you use haki to shield yourself like I asked you to?”
He nodded, trying to hide a scowl. “And helped Perona to prepare lunch. It’s ready now.”
“I’ll be down in a moment.” Your eyes stayed on the page, but you could see him lingering in the doorway. “Go without me.”
He hesitated as though he was going to say something, but then decided against it and shut the door without another word.
You descended the stairs a few minutes later after finishing the chapter of your book to find Perona sitting alone at the table. 
“Finally! I’ve been waiting here forever! What took you all so long? I sent Zoro up like ten minutes ago!”
Your brow furrowed as you looked around the room, finding it empty. “I sent Zoro back down here ten minutes ago.” Roronoa, you corrected yourself silently. You were supposed to refer to him at Roronoa. 
Perona huffed in frustration. “He’s always getting himself lost in this castle. Why can’t he ever find his way!”
You shrugged. “He’ll join us when he figures it out.”
You had to be cold. It was necessary for survival. But still, a part of you softened in realizing that he had found his way to your room with ease, if Perona’s timeline was correct. Perhaps that is why he was so hesitant to leave. 
He had known how to get to you. Your heart involuntarily skipped a beat. Perhaps you should go looking for him and help him find his way back to lunch. But that’s not what your father would do, so you remained at your seat and began to eat lunch. 
“How was his help this morning?” You asked Perona, trying to remain indifferent. 
“He was more hurt than help in the kitchen!” She groaned, covering her face with her hands at the memory. “I started making more dirty dishes than I needed to just to keep him away from the food.”
You smiled at that. Zoro didn’t seem like the kind who would be any help with cooking. Perhaps you could assign him kitchen duty again, this time focusing on cutting vegetables uniformly. That would certainly keep both of them out of your hair and at each other’s throats for the rest of the day. 
As if your thoughts summoned him, Zoro raced down the stairs, huffing and out of breath. 
He gave you a glare. “How big is this damn castle?!”
You shrugged, suppressing a smile. “Big enough for you to get lost in. Though I believe that could be done with a two-bedroom cottage.”
Zoro’s eye twitched, but Perona let out a howl of laughter, and that made the cheap shot worth it. 
“Eat.” You motioned to his seat. “We have work to do after lunch.”
“Don’t want to put me on kitchen duty again?” He grumbled, but he did as he was told. 
“Would you like to be put on kitchen duty, Roronoa?”
He looked over at you, shocked with the formality you had given him, and studied your face for a long time. You almost looked away, but you kept your gaze fixed on him, waiting for a response. 
“Please no!’ Perona cried. “I swear it’s more of a punishment for me than it is for him!”
You ignored her, watching Zoro intensely, waiting for a response. 
“Whatever training you want me to do, I’ll do it,” he finally said, breaking eye contact and digging into his lunch. 
“Then we will train in the courtyard after lunch to give Perona some reprieve.” You gave the bubble-gum haired girl a wink, and she let out a huge sigh of relief. 
Zoro shot you a look of confusion, pausing mid bite. “I thought we would train at-”
“The courtyard.” You finished for him, adding a sense of finality that you knew he would not challenge. You couldn’t leave the grounds anyway. It wasn’t safe with your father gone.
After a rather quiet lunch, you sent Zoro to the courtyard to start warming up while you retreated to the training room. You picked up a few stuffed animals and retreated out of the room. He was never going to do this. You could see him starting a fight the moment you walked out the door. He didn’t understand that there was a process. But you would stand your ground, just as your father had with you. 
You took a deep breath and walked into the courtyard. Zoro had already managed to work up a sweat and lose his shirt. He didn’t bother to stop what he was doing, but his eyes glanced over to you. 
And then down to the teddy bears you were holding. 
“Are you planning on making those things into scary monsters that I have to fight?”
You resisted the urge to banter back. “They are for training.”
“Scary.” He finished up his final set or workouts and sheathed his swords. “Can I only cut them if I have haki infused into my blades?”
You set the bears down on the cobblestone patio. “I want you to infuse them with haki.”
His eyes narrowed. “Is this some kind of joke to you?”
You flexed your jaw, trying to swallow back any emotion. “Do I look like I’m joking?”
His eyes flashed with hurt, but just for a moment. “Why do I have to do this?”
You stared at him for a moment, as if the answer were obvious. Your father did that to people a lot, and it seemed to be effective in making them second guess themselves. “Blades are easily breakable. Bears are not. If you infuse too much or too little, the bear will not break into a million pieces. But by all means, Roronoa, if you think you can go straight to swords, I will not stop you.”
You turned and began to walk away. He reached for you, and you quickly dodged away from him, turning back with fire in your eyes. 
But he had fire in his eyes as well. “It’s Zoro. I told you to call me Zoro.”
Your lips pressed into a thin line. “You are my pupil, and you will be addressed as such. Blurred lines don’t help anyone.”
He scoffed. “You can’t be serious. What has gotten into you?”
“Nothing has gotten into me,” you hissed back. “You came here to train. So train.”
“You said you would help!”
“I am.” You turned away. “You won’t leave this island with broken blades now. You’re welcome.”
You walked back into the castle without another word. You had hoped that maybe he would have stopped you, but he stood there stunned into silence. 
You retreated into your room and sat back down in your chair. Distractions. You needed distractions. You pulled out your book, trying to ignore the fact that you had a clear line of sight to Zoro’s training, should you choose to look out your window. You were curious if he had taken the teddy bear advice, or if he had thrown your directive completely out and was trying his own method. You were too scared to look down and see. 
You tried to read your book for an hour before you gave up. The words were swimming across the pages, your mind easily wandering out the door and down the hall to the courtyard. You should go check on him, see if there was any progress. 
You probably had been too cruel to him. And while you had good reason, he had no idea why you were responding so coldly to him. Zoro hadn’t learned much at all when your father had given him instructions and left him alone. No, he flourished under your steady guidance and ability to recognize small victories. There were ways to be a good teacher and still keep yourself emotionally distant…wasn’t there?
You put your book down and walked down the stairs, glancing out the door to the courtyard before you took a step out. 
It wasn’t pretty. One of the bears had been torn apart. You weren’t sure if his haki had done that, or his frustration. Stuffing laid strewn about the area as if you had gotten an early snow. 
But Zoro was still there, trying his best to infuse the stuffed animal. He was failing miserably. But he was trying. 
You silently opened the door and stepped outside. “Would you like some pointers now?”
“Depends.” He didn’t seem shocked to hear you. It was as if he knew you were coming. “Are you going to be an asshole about it?”
“Are you going to accept my help?” You shock back, instantly irritated. 
One eye cracked open. You could tell he was fighting between an appropriate response and what he wanted to say. 
“I will,” he said through gritted teeth. Appropriate response it was. 
You sat down across from him. “Show me what you’ve been doing. And we’ll go from there.”
He bit back a response and closed his eyes, trying to focus. He was able to instantly shroud his hand in armament haki, but he gritted his teeth as he tried to force his haki into the bear. He was acting as if it were something to be conquered, rather than an extension of himself. 
You supposed it would be hard to have him act that a teddy bear was an extension of himself without knowing that beforehand. 
“I see,” you whispered. “You can stop now.”
He opened his eyes, looking at you with caution. You couldn’t blame him for being wary. 
“Did the stuffing massacre happen from an attempt at haki or were you just frustrated?”
His lips quirked up at your joke. You started to grin back, but stopped yourself. This had to be professional. 
“The haki tore his head off,” he said. “I did the rest. It was the closest I got to a success.”
It wasn’t very close at all, but you didn’t comment on that. 
He looked at you skeptically. “Can this actually be done, or did I do something to piss you off?”
You took the bear from his hands and pushed haki into it. The brown fur instantly became metallic black, and you looked at him expectantly. 
“Got it,” he grumbled. “What am I doing wrong?”
“We’ll do that tomorrow.” You knew what you had to do to help him, and you weren’t prepared for that yet. 
“You said-”
“I need time,” you admitted, showing a shred of vulnerability. “I don’t have the reserves to help you today. Let me build it up and we can work tomorrow. Together.”
His hard face softened at your words, as if he could sense a small piece of your wall being peeled away. “How should we train now?”
“Relax,” you said. “Prepare mentally and build your reserves. With any luck, we’ll last until lunch time.”
His brow furrowed. “What exactly are you planning?”
You gave him a small smile. “A training exercise on the act of extending your haki. That’s all.”
“You say it so devilish, I’m almost nervous.”
You let out a laugh. “You should be.” 
“Is that a challenge?”
Your face was neutral, but you knew he could see the mischief dancing in your eyes.  “Only if you want it to be, Roronoa.” 
It was too easy to fall into this with him. The easy jokes and quick banter was practically second nature with him, even though you had only known each other a few weeks. But the spark went out of his eyes at your last word. His name. 
“Call me Zoro.”
“It’s easier if I don’t.” Ice flooded through your veins. You had gotten too casual again. 
“Everyone calls me Zoro,” he argued. 
You picked up the stuffed toys that were still intact instead of responding. “Tell Perona I’ll take dinner in my room tonight.”
“What? We eat together.” You could hear the frustration in his voice. 
“I need to concentrate tonight. Unless you want one of us to end up like your stuffed friend over there.” It was partially the truth. You did need to concentrate and build up resistance to the possibility of an influx of haki. But you could do that anywhere. It was an excuse to be alone. 
“Fine.” He let you walk away again, but this time you were relieved. 
As you hid in your room, you could hear Zoro and Perona fighting downstairs, but you refused to go investigate. It wasn’t until hours later that there came a knock on your door. Zoro. 
“Dinner.” He opened the door and brought in a tray of food. 
“Leave it on the table.” You kept your eyes closed, still focusing on building up energy. 
“Figured we could eat together,” Zoro said. 
Your eyes snapped open and you glared at him, irritated that he broke your concentration. “I need to be alone.”
“No you don’t.” He had that smug look on his face, as if he was capable of seeing right through you. “You can eat with me for twenty minutes.”
You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath in and resettling. “Go away, Roronoa.”
“You watched me struggle,” he mused. You could hear the creak of your bed, and you bristled at the thought of him being near your things. “I feel like I should get the option to sit and watch you.”
“Get out,” you growled. “You’re distracting me.”
He let out a chuckle. “Now you know what it’s like.”
“Roronoa-”
“Come eat with me, then I’ll leave.”
You didn’t move. 
Neither did he. 
You tried to focus; tried to build your energy. But it was distracting having him in here. You could feel his presence, normally so serious and stoic, almost amused now as he watched you. 
“Do you mind?” You snapped, finally opening an eye. 
“I think what’s distracting you is hunger, actually. Let’s eat.” 
“Please, Roronoa,” you whispered. “Please leave.” 
You locked eyes with him. A battle of the wills. But you were begging, not challenging. If you had dinner with him alone again…who knew where that would end up. You could see from the corner of your eye he had brought wine too. You definitely couldn’t sit with him and have dinner and wine in your room. 
“You really want me to go?” His voice was soft, and you felt a pull in your core. 
You nodded, knowing your voice would betray you. You wanted nothing more than to be close to him. Which is exactly why you had to stay far away. 
He could see the pleading in your eyes, and he relented. He got up from your bed with a sigh and grabbed one of the trays-his tray. 
“I’ll see you tomorrow, then. Early.” 
You nodded, though you knew he didn’t see you respond. He was already closing the door. You grabbed the food and nibbled at it, not having an appetite. He had left the wine, but you resisted opening it. You needed a clear head. 
Only when you crawled into bed did you notice it. A red rose, lying on your nightstand. Perona only picked flowers of the pink and black variety. Zoro must have set it down before he left. 
Surely all pupils brought flowers to their teachers, didn’t they?
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bby-deerling · 1 day
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Can you do a Headcanon about how they flirt with you 🫶🥰 with Law, Kid, Killer and Zoro
hehe sure, nonny! <3
flirting with you
ft. law, kid, killer, zoro (kid and killer's are a bit suggestive!)
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zoro
he thinks he's being obvious when he purposely seeks you out, moving the location of his workouts near you so that you can spend quality time together while he trains. being near you, talking to you while he lifts that ridiculously big weight over his head, it all puts him on cloud nine.
however, once he realizes his actions could probably be misconstrued as simply getting to know you better, he gets a bit more blatant, seeking you out to take naps with him. at first he's content with you leaning against him, but he eventually gets bolder and uses the opportunity to "accidentally" end up holding you close to him.
he also loves to tease you; it's not malicious like the way he picks on sanji, but he can't help himself from bantering with you sometimes, especially if he catches you staring at him or sees your cheeks turning pink from his words.
kid
he does not beat around the bush. if eustass kid likes you, you will know. the lines he uses on you are somehow both ridiculously corny and shockingly crude. there's no reading between the lines; grasping for straws for any kind of platonic explanation leaves you coming up empty.
he is also relentless. unless you scream in his face and tell him you're not interested, under any circumstances, he sees you playing hard to get as part of the fun. he's rough around the edges, and likes a partner who can go back and forth with him and hold their own—as long as they eventually fold for him.
if you flirt back with him, he's bold enough to get touchy, no matter where you are. kid doesn't hesitate to pull you into his lap or nip lightly at your neck, even if there's dozens of eyes glued to the two of you.
killer
he is much more polite than his best friend. it's a bit hard to tell that he's interested due to not being able to see his face, but the way his voice softens when he talks to you is a dead giveaway.
he intently listens to whatever you have to say, and gets completely captivated by the conversation you're having; eventually, he ends up letting his hand drift and absentmindedly reach over to hold yours, carrying on as if nothing had changed.
as the night goes on, he'll get a bit bolder and wrap his arm around you, running his broad hands up and down your forearm as he holds you close; the two of you continue talking, but he gets more intimate with it and ends up murmuring things in your ear until both of you drop the pretense and head towards somewhere a bit more private.
law
he gives you special little privileges, hoping you'll take him up on them and choose to spend time with him. he leaves his office door cracked open, and tells you, and only you, that it's a sign that he's available to talk. when you end up slipping through the door and joining him, he's over the moon, but also very nervous. he's trying his best! he just wants to be perfect for you! he also shows you a little bit of favoritism, and purposely doesn't assign you the chores that you hate doing.
when the polar tang docks on a peaceful island, he brings you with him when exploring their new destination. he always says it's just luck of the draw, but after a while it becomes blatant that he wants you by his side. he'll often diverge from your current task to get coffee, or check out a used book store—he acts as if stops at these destinations are straying from his plans, but truthfully, he picked these places out before he even left the submarine.
once the two of you grow closer, he brings you all kinds of little thoughtful gifts and trinkets; he's always thinking of you, more than you know. he can't quite find the words to say it, so he's resolved himself to showing you instead.
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somanyratsinthewalls · 21 hours
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Baking this for Trafalgar Law (and simultaneously the entire Straw Hat Crew)
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acelvrr · 6 hours
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Op characters + their rooms (modern au)
pt.1 ft. Ace, zoro, law
Ace
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- whoooow it stank
- LED lights are always on blue cuz my mans always in his feels.
Only turns them red when he’s tryna get the mood on if u know what I mean 😽
- For your own mental health don’t look under his bed or else you’ll get flashbacks to the Tacos you had last Tuesday
- only cleans his room when you are coming over (his definition of cleaning is throwing everything under his bed)
- has his tv opposite his bed so you guys can cuddle and lie in bed whilst watching a movie
Netflix and chill 😼
Zoro
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-Room smells like body spray mixed with a hint of lavender because of his lavender sleep mist
-Basic ass room
Argues that he doesn’t need to decorate it because all he does is sleep and workout in there
- everything is either black or grey
- has more dumbbells in his room than clothes
- Buys a super expensive mattress that ‘helps with back problems’. (he got scammed by Nami)
-then shortly after got scammed again, this time into buying overpriced pillows.
Would’ve only bought one if he wasn’t with you
- Has a framed picture of you on his side table and he gets flustered everytime he looks at it 🤭
Law
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- clean freak and also very freaky
- changes his sheets everytime someone comes over
- practically lives at his desk, he’s so studious 🤭
- his desk can get veryyyy clattered and messy
- has a towering bookshelf full of textbooks and other books he hasn’t read yet
- whilst he’s studying he always has candles lit , humidifier on and white noise playing in the background
-He rarely ever switches his ‘big light’ on, always used warm toned lamps natural light.
-has a few posters up but nothing too fancy
- you are the only person he actually likes having over
-also has a mirror opposite his bed because he’s freakyy
but moves it before going to sleep cuz he claims he doesn’t want any paranormal activity to take place
(he’s just a nerd that spends wayy to much time on Reddit reading about niche topics)
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bluegalaxygirl · 2 days
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Obsession's Grip (Zosan X Reader) P13
Plot: After saving some of the straw hat crew from a prison, the crew help takes a young man away so he can have a fresh start in life. He's shy but seems to grow attached to Reader in an unhealthy way.
Warning: Snakes, Bad language, Drugs, Blood, Violence, mentions of death and Making out.
Reader is Female (Sorry), Zoro X Sanji X Reader, Poly relationship, established relationship. Reader has the ability to control the snake tattoos on her arms that come alive when she commands, they can change size and are connected to her emotions.
P1 - P2 - P3 - P4 - P5 - P6 - P7 - P8 - P9 - P10 - P11 - P12 - P14
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Sitting down at the dinning table you manage to explain and tell the crew everything that happened while you were with Percy and how the situation came to be, you stayed surprisingly calm through the whole thing even though deep down you were angry and upset. Zoro leans against the table his hand around your waist as he sits next to you, the slight anger he had before increased at hearing what Percy put you through, but he also feels pride at how you fought back. Sanji sits on your other side leaning back in his chair with his arm over the back of your chair letting his fingers run little circles on your shoulder blade and back, his body tenses at hearing what happened and what he said to you, its clear Percy has developed an obsession. Chopper gives you a sad look from across the table, he had a faint idea of what happened due to your injuries but it was worse than he thought "What happened after?" The doctor asks hoping the young man didn't do anything else to you, a light blush appears across your cheeks as you squeeze Sanji's hand remembering the relief you felt at seeing the cook over you when you woke up, your other hand lies on Zoro's thigh giving it a light squeeze as the blush on your face darkens remembering his words "When i woke up, someone was beating the shit out of Percy and the other was almost in dream land" You giggle looking from the swordsman to the cook who both have different reactions to your explanation, Zoro gives the crew a proud smirk squeezing your side while letting out a small chuckle proud of his handy work, but Sanji looks away lightly biting his lip since he feels a little embarrassed about it all. "I wasn't in dream land i- i just…" The cook tries to explain.
You didn't mean to embarrass him but the cook really was falling in love all over again at Zoro's aggressive words, "Admit it, you liked the show" The swordsman teases leaning over you to run a finger under the cooks chin causing the blonde to blush more and slap his hand away "S-shut up moss head" Sanji stutters earning a giggle from Robin and a big laugh from Luffy and Usopp who lean on each other as to not fall of their chairs, Nami smirks watching your face closely noticing the blush still hasn't faded from your face which means your hiding something she wants to know. Leans over the table the navigator poke your nose getting your attention "Then what?… i know that blush Y/n, something else happened" She sing songs making your smile drop and cheeks go redder at her teasing, you have no chose but to turn away hoping to avoiding her mischievous eyes. Luffy lets out another big laugh this time slapping the table with his hand while holding his stomach "Your face is so red Y/n… you look like a tomato" The captain's laughter is soon joined by Brook and Usopp making you hide your face behind your hands in embarrassment, a part of you wants to tell Nami its nothing but you know she'll keep pushing until she knows especially with the others now involved. "My love, there's no need to be embarrassed" Sanji leans closer placing a kiss on your head knowing what your embarrasses about, Zoro chuckles shaking his head "Your really embarrassed about it? your the one who asked for it" The swordsman teases gripping your waist harder earning a squeak from you since it tickled a little.
Still hiding behind your hands you mumble under your breath earning a raised eyebrow from the crew but Nami grins leaning in closer knowing your about to crack, she just needs to give a little push. "What was that? Come on i really want to know now, no more joking and teasing i promise… Pinkie promise" the navigator holds out her pinkie as you slide a finger to the side in order to peek though your hands seeing if she means it or not, you know she'll keep a promise so slowly lowering your hands you move your pinkie out to meet hers only to stop suddenly. "Let me see your other hand" You glare noticing her other hand isn't in view, Nami lets out a long sigh in frustration but bring it out from where it was hiding under the table, you didn't want her crossing her fingers making the Pinkie promise Invalid. "Happy?" Nami asks while clearly showing her hand as you take her pinkie finger in yours "Very" Your glare fades as you unhook pinkie fingers letting the navigator sit back down properly waiting for you to spill the beans. "So what happens?" Luffy asks slightly bouncing eager to know what it is that Nami is so interested to find out, Sanji gives you a smile while squeezing your hand to give you encouragement while Zoro rubs your waist giving you a cocky grin. The swordsman knows you won't say anything about what he said after, it was a vulnerable moment for him and both his partners know not to betray his trust by telling others.
You lean back in your chair while rolling your eyes at your crew nosy and your unhelpful partners, you hoped they would either say it for you or get Nami to leave you alone but you've made a promise now so have no chose. "Ok fine, I just wanted a kiss before we headed back and then all of a sudden i could move my arms" Most of the crews eyes go wide at this but Luffy looks around at the crew with a raised eyebrow "You guys kiss all the time" The captain points out only for Usopp to sigh and pat his friend on the shoulder, they should have known he wouldn't get it or even remember what the seed is called. Zoro chuckles at their reactions leaning in close to you and placing a kiss on your neck as his hand squeezes your side making you squeak again but this time hit his chest. "I still can't believe it worked but i'm glad it did" The swordsman gives you a soft smile as you turn to glare at him only for the green haired man to lightly peck your lips, giving in to the warmth filling your heart you lean into the short kiss. Sanji hums in agreement bringing your hand to his lips and placing a kiss on your knuckles letting his lips longer as the memory fills his mind and how revealed when you could move again. "Who knew true loves kiss would actually work" the cook chuckles as you turn to look at him seeing those soft beautiful loving eyes that make you melt, leaning in Sanji places a light kiss on your lips that you happily return. Nami sits back with her eyes slightly wide as a blush forms on her cheeks realizing how much the three of you actually love each other and that a true loves kiss is actually real, she can't understand how something like that can work, its so romantic yet so illogical.
Brook's jolly laugh gets most of the crew's attention getting them to snap out of their shocked state, turning to the three of you the skeleton places a hand over where his heart should be "How wonderful, its like a real life fairy tale. I'll have to write a song about this" Sanji can't help but blush slightly at the thought of a song being dedicated to their love but Zoro just rolls his eyes letting out a short laugh at how ridiculous he thinks it sounds. "I'm really confused" Luffy tilts his head still not understating the situation but luckily Usopp is happy to help, pulling his captain closer the sniper starts explaining while the others talk, Robin with a finger on her chin lets out a hum in thought. "How interesting, i wonder… if it brings some truth to the Snow white story then what other fairy tales are real or hold some kind of truth to them?… also how does it work? is it really just true love that counteracts the affects or is it a chemical reaction?" The black haired woman ponders as Chopper looks up at her confused wondering how it works too, but he also can't help the smile on his face, he loves fairy tales so thinking that one might actually be true sends joy through his fluffy body. "The kiss helped me move my arms a little and get my heart beat and breathing better but i think it was your cure that helped with the rest" You smile over to Chopper hoping he isn't too upset about his cure being pushed aside "I'm glad i helped but i'm also glad the kiss worked, Its so sweet how much you love each other" The doctor sways making you blush at his comment.
Sanji lets out a small laugh while placing kiss on your cheek his hand reaching over to rub Zoro's shoulder, The swordsman gives a big smirk while leaning over to kiss your neck before placing a kiss on the cooks hand that lifts up from his shoulder to rub the green haired man's cheek. Luffy shoots up with a big smile after having everything explained to him, his hands slamming down on the table making the plates clatter and glasses shake "That's so cool" the captain yells making most of the crew laugh at his very late response to the new's, Nami sighs though and pinches the bridge of her nose, she's glad she knows but this doter in the conversation has gone on too long for her liking. "That's sweet and all but were getting off track… What do we do with Percy?" The navigator asks hating to ruin the moment, but they'll be leaving tomorrow morning, so they have to figure out what to do with the young man, she's not about to let him stay on the ship longer than needed. Zoro smirks leaning forward while placing a hand on his swords "Lets just kill him and get it over with" Robin taps her chin at this before shaking her head earning a groan off the swordsman "After everything he's done i feel like a quick death is too nice… I personally would give him a taste of his own medicine" The black haired woman states while shrugging her shoulders, Chopper gulps at this while rubbing his arm "You mean, give him the seed? If we give him enough he'll die from it, is that what you mean?" The doctor asks unsure if thats a good idea or not but Robin nods with a sadistic smile. "I think thats a good idea but i want him to feel how Y/n felt first, i also want to kick his ass again, he isn't hurt nearly enough" Sanji grips your hand at he speaks hating how you looked and must have felt not being able to move and hallucinating who knows what.
Brook lets out a hum unable to think of any ideas until he remembers what Nami said yesterday "Why don't we just do Nami's old idea? You know, tie something heavy to him and throw him over board" The skeleton shrugs earning a smile from the navigator who nods happy that he brought it up "I still think thats a good way to get rid of him but after hearing everything i agree with Sanji, he should experience what Y/n went through" The navigator evilly smirks making Usopp lean away from her in slight fear not liking the look on her face, but he also wanted to make Percy suffer for what he did so gulps though his fear in order to talk "Why don't we just dump him on the island and leave him to rot?" The sniper asks only to earn a glare from Zoro, Sanji and Nami which makes him jump but before the three can protest or yell at him you finally speak up "That's not a good idea. He's smart and will find a way off the island at some point or someone might come across him. Either way he'll find a way off and will do this to someone else, i'm not going to let some poor soul go threw what i went through" It was unclear before what you wanted, but as everyone was talking and the ideas piled up your mind kept coming back to one thing as your eyes lock on your tattooed arm. "So what do you want to do?" Luffy asks tilting his head at your blank face, Sanji squeezes your hand giving you a concerned look while Zoro pulls you into him not liking that look on your face and the slight tension in your body, neither one have ever seen you like this before so can't tell what your thinking and feeling "No one is killing him-"
Before you can say more the room erupts into groans and slight yelling "What?" Nami and Sanji both yell giving you a shocked look while Brook, Usopp and Zoro groan in annoyance not understanding what you want, Luffy tilts his head further while crossing his arms over his chest knowing there's more too it. " So your not going to let him live or dump him on the island?" Nami yells in confutation wondering what is running though your head. "My love? He hurt you in so many ways and like you said before, if he lives he'll do this again" Sanji states taking your chin to make you look at him, you sigh and try to explain only for Zoro to release your waist while standing up his hang gripping his swords tightly. "The hell Y/n? We can't keep him on the ship, i don't mind if you can't do it but I'll happily kill him after what he's done" The swordsman yells going to walk away only to be stopped when you quickly stand and grab his arm, anger gets the better of you since no one is letting you talk or finish what you were about to say so you yank Zoro's arm forcing him back to you before pointing to the chair "Everyone shut up and Zoro sit down" You yell managing to make the room go quiet, the swordsman slowly sits down his eyes slightly wide since its rare for you to show your anger. Taking a breath you try to calm yourself while sitting back down but still keeping a firm grip on the swordsman's arm, so he won't get back up again "I wasn't finished" You state through gritted teeth mainly glaring at Zoro while saying it.
Looking at the rest of the crew you sigh giving your captain a sorry look not meaning to yell but Luffy nods letting you know he understands, and he's not mad. "What i was saying was, No one is killing him but me" You state taking your hand off Zoro's arm now that you've gotten it out "I've deiced tonight i'm going to let my snakes do it since their over eager and i want him to know how i actually feel. Until then, you guys can do what ever you want to him, i don't care what you do but i have two conditions. One, he doesn't leave that closet and two, don't kill him" Crossing your arms over your chest you lean back in your chair feeling a lot calmer now you've gotten it out but your surprised at the long silence you get in return. Robin gives you a smile and a nod letting you know she's happy with your destitution which makes you smile. "What if some of us don't want to do anything?" Usopp asks looking around the room in hopes he doesn't get yelled at by someone but you shrug while uncrossing your arms "You don't have to do anything" you reassure earning a sigh of relief from the sniper, "Sorry for yelling Y/n" Nami bits her lip while looking away feeling bad since she yelled at you and didn't let you finish, giving her a nod you feel Sanji take your hand and interlocking his fingers with yours "I'm sorry too my love, i should have let you finish but… Will you be ok with doing it?" The cook asks with slight concern in his eyes, he knows your technically not the one to end him, but he's still worried that it'll affect you.
Giving the blonde a sweet smile you bring up your hand to lightly brush his cheek "I'll be fine, don't worry" Sanji relaxes at your touch turning to kiss your hand before you pull it away "We'll i'm glad thats sorted" Luffy smiles wide while leaning back in his chair and rubbing his large belly at how much he has eaten thought their conversation, letting out a small laugh Robin stands up out of her seat "I'll inform Franky and take over, so he can eat" Robin smiles standing up from her chair soon followed by Zoro who takes your hand "Can we talk?" He asks flicking his eyes between you and Sanji, knowing he's not happy about something the two of you quickly stand and nod but the cook looks over at the kitchen letting out a sigh "Just let me lock up and I'll meet you in our room" Sanji gives the two of you a smile before glaring at Luffy who puts his hands up in surrender earning a laugh from Brook and Usopp, The swordsman nods squeezing your hand as he pulls you out the kitchen. Making you way across the deck you notice how tense Zoro is but his face is blank making a pit form in your stomach since you can't tell what he's feeling. "Are you mad at me?" You hesitantly ask not sure if you want to know the answer or not but the swordsman lets out a heavy sigh giving you a quick glance before opening the door to your bedroom, once the door is closed behind the two of you Zoro turns to you letting go of your hand "No i'm not mad at you.. i'm just" The swordsman sighs rubbing the back of his head, stepping closer you take his free hand giving him a soft smile.
Zoro relaxes at your touch starting to feel more confident with what he needs to say now that your both behind closed doors "Lets wait for Sanji before i get to the big stuff but for now i.. I'm sorry for snapping at you" The swordsman apologies managing to meet your eyes, reaching up you run your hand over his cheek while leaning in to kiss his cheek "Thank you" You whisper pulling away only for Zoro to grab your waist pulling you in for a heated kiss, his lips crash against yours with need his tongue easily slipping into your mouth making you hum in delight, unfortunately your kiss is cut short by a knock at the door. Pulling away you both look over to see Sanji walking in and closing the door behind him with a smile "I thought we were going to talk?" The cook teases as he makes his way over, taking his hand you pull the blonde into the two of you while leaning up to lightly peck his lips "We are, but we were waiting for you" Zoro smirks taking Sanji's other hand and giving it a squeeze, the cook nods giving a smile back gesturing for the swordsman to speck his mind. Letting out breath Zoro turns his attention back to you seeing you make the same gesture. "I need to know if your fully sure about this, I know it's not going to be you killing him but still your going to kill someone." Giving him a sad look you reach up to cup his cheek knowing he's worried about your mental well-being afterwords. "Zoro, i understand your concerned but I'll be fine. I won't be in the room when it happens, my snakes will take care of things so please don't worry"
The two body sigh in relief glad that you won't be there when it happens "Good, i don't want you alone with him" Sanji lets out a small nervous laugh, he was worried Percy would try and manipulate or mentally hurt you again but you bit your lip knowing you wanted a privet word with the young man "I do want to say a few things to him before i leave my snakes to it but… I know you two won't like it but i don't want you there when i do" You know they would protest so hold up your hands to stop them before they can even voice their worries and anger, luckily the two keep quiet but clench their teeth waiting for you to explain your reasons why "He's convinced your both manipulating me into saying and doing things, i want him to know that what i say is my words not yours. i'm not going to try and reason with him or get him to understand, i just want him to know that what i say is my words not yours" Putting your hands down you wait for the two to respond but surprisingly its silent, Zoro clenches his fits wanting to argue, but he understands your need to make things clear, Sanji lets out a sigh wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you into him and place a kiss on your head "Alright my love, but we'll be outside just in case you need us ok?" The cook asks hoping you'll say yes, The swordsman looks up at the two of you feeling a little better when you nod your head, stepping closer Zoro wraps his arms back around the two of you holding you both close to his chest "I can live with that" glad that the both of them are agreeing to this you lean up to place light kisses on each of their lips.
Unfortunately the swordsman had one last worry that he had to voice so pulls away slightly while gripping your waist "I.. I want to beat Percy's ass for what he did to you but i don't know if i can hold back, i nearly killed him out in the forest, if didn't you waking up he would be dead." The swordsman sigh, giving him a soft smile you know it'll be hard for him to not kill the guy but you trust him and know that if he did, it would be an accident. "i won't get mad it you accidentally kill him, i know your anger can sometimes get the better of you but your really good at controlling it when it matters" You reassure but Zoro's face is still shows confliction, placing a kiss on his cheek Sanji gives the green haired man a small smile "I really want to make him pay too, why don't we kick his ass together, I'll make sure you don't kill him and then after we can take a bath together" The suggestion finally makes the swordsman smile while nodding in agreement, he normally wouldn't like someone holding him back but this time he'll make an exception. "Well you better hop to it then, in half an hour i'm getting a bath so unless you don't want to join me…" You smirk earning quick kisses off the two which makes you giggle at their eagerness "Love you babe" Zoro kisses your cheek before rushing out the bedroom not wanting to waist time in beating Percy's ass, so he can bath with you, Sanji kisses your other cheek before heading off after the swordsman "Love you mi amour" The cook calls back giving you a wave while trying to catch up with the swordsman.
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