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Burning bonds - Zoro Roronoa

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PAIRING: fem! x roronoa zoro

wc: 796

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𝗢𝗡𝗘 particularly chilling night, I found myself standing in a dimly lit, lonely place. Shadows danced ominously around me, and a noticeable sense of suspicion filled the air. I heard my mother's voice echoing in the distance, "Yuki, say hi to your brother."

My heart sank as I tried to turn away, to escape this dreadful reality. But my feet seemed glued to the ground, forcing me to follow the haunting sound of my mother's voice. The hallway stretched endlessly before me, and every step I took felt like a heavy burden.

Finally, I reached the source of the voice – a dimly lit room. I hesitantly pushed open the creaking door, revealing a scene that sent shivers down my spine. My brother stood there, his face turned into a hateful sneer. His eyes bore into my soul, and a devilish laughter filled the room.

"Yuki," he hissed, "You're worthless. Mom was the only one who ever cared about you, and now she's gone. You're all alone."

Fear gripped me as my brother's words cut through me like a knife. The tattoo behind my ear burned brighter and hotter with each step my brother took towards me. He advanced toward me, and I tried to retreat, but my body remained frozen in place. He approached me with improper intent, his hands reaching out to grab me.

Desperation welled up inside me, but my body remained frozen in place. I tried to scream, but my voice failed me, and the terror of the moment held me captive, as my brother's cruel hands closed around me, and the room echoed with my terrified cries.

My heart raced, and I desperately wanted to wake up from this living nightmare. In the midst of my torment, my mind fought to break free from the nightmare's grasp. A distant voice began to break through the darkness, like a ray of hope cutting through the shadows.

"Yuki, wake up!" called the voice.

In my dream, those words felt like a lifeline, pulling me away from the nightmare's clutches. Slowly, I started to regain control over my frozen limbs, as the voice grew clearer and more insistent.

"Yuki, it's me, Luffy. Wake up!"

Luffy's voice, filled with urgency and concern, was the anchor I desperately needed. I felt a gentle shaking as if someone were trying to awaken me from the depths of my nightmare. With every ounce of strength I could muster, I fought against the nightmare's hold, inching closer to consciousness.

Finally, with a gasp, my eyes flew open, and I found myself staring into the worried eyes of my dear crewmate, Luffy. His face was etched with concern, and he held me tightly as if to protect me from the remains of the haunting dream.

"Yuki," he whispered, his voice soft and comforting, "You're safe now. It was just a bad dream."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I clung to Luffy, grateful for his presence and the warmth of his company. The nightmare still lingered in my mind.

As I took in my surroundings, my confusion deepened. The dimly lit and cramped space felt suffocating. I turned my head and saw Zoro and Nami lying unconscious nearby, their forms barely visible in the gloom. The sight of them in such a vulnerable state added to my anxiety.

"Where are we?" I asked, my voice trembling with uncertainty.

Luffy shifted uncomfortably, his expression filled with a mix of worry and nervousness. He scratched his head nervously and finally admitted, "Well, hehe, we got captured by a pirate. So, we're stuck in a box now."

My eyes widened in shock as the seriousness of the situation sank in. We were prisoners, confined to a small and dark space. Fear and anxiety coursed through me, but I knew we needed to stay strong and find a way out of this alarming predicament.

"What are we going to do, Luffy?" I whispered, my voice filled with determination.

Luffy tightened his grip on me and replied with a determined expression, "First things first, we need to wake Zoro and Nami up. Once they're with us, we'll figure out how to get out of this box together."

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au/ a shorter chapter today. but we got to see a small bit of yuki's story ALSOOO who do you think her brother is??? AND ALSOO TATTOO??? I can't wait to tell you more of yuki's background.

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I'm in school rn and I already want to go home 🦆🔫

#send help #school

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okay so I'm writing something BUT I'm so unsure if it should be a rafe one shot cuz like bruh I've written to many rafe one shot's BUT it also fits jj.

so the million dollar question is rafe or jj⁉️❓

#fanfic #jj mayback imagine #jj mayback x reader #jj maybank #john b routledge #outer banks x reader #outerbanks rafe #rafe outer banks #obx #obx cast #rafe imagine #rafe obx #rafe cameron #rafe x reader

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HAS ME BLUSHING & KICKING MY FEETT ESPECIALLY 3&4

prompt list 2

many prompts from my list 1 are being reused here because they weren't requested the first time. again, none of these are mine!

"your hair is really soft after you wash it."

"ssh. stop fussing. I'm just braiding your hair."

"you look better in my clothes than I do."

"your lips are really warm."

"move your blanket. I wanna lay down on your lap."

"sweetheart, you look cute, but I'm going to need that sweater."

"can I sleep over? my parents are fighting again."

"you're so cute." "what did you say?" "I said you look like a boot."

"hey, hey, hey, don't let them say that. You're beautiful."

"no one's ever done that to me before."

"sleeping with you was the best sleep I've gotten in years."

"did you just fart?" "yes." "okay, release your demons."

"you're so annoying, oh my god - I love you so much."

"how did you manage to get the frosting on the ceiling?"

"this tastes like dreams."

"he treats me well-" "okay good for you." "- but he isn't you."

"can we stay awake together?"

"you interrupt my reading once more, and this book becomes a lethal weapon."

"don't mess with that, you'll hurt yourself."

"should I cook today?" "I- I don't trust you with my kitchen babe."

"you make me proud, you know that right?"

"hey let me in. I'm outside with your favorite pizza."

"I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to get to know your name and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater."

"would you like some hot cocoa with your mountain of marshmallows, oh my god are you trying to put yourself in a sugar coma?"

"when this is all over, I don't want us to go our separate ways."

"well you are beautiful, not as beautiful as me though."

"what made you think putting a holiday sweater on our cat was a good idea? I'll get the bandaids."

"you came." "you called."

"you sleep with the stuffed animal I got you?" "of course."

"goodnight love, I'll see you in my dreams."

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 1000 likes!

THIS IS CRAZY!!! TY GUYS

#1000 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you

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I ♥ YOU - RAFE CAMERON

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PAIRING: fem! x rafe cameron

wc: 1044

tw: CUTENESS!!

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Y/N was cosily snuggled in her warm bed, covered in soft blankets. The soft glow of fairy lights adorned her room, casting a warm and inviting ambience. She held a steaming cup of hot chocolate in her hands, the rich aroma filling the air as she took a sip. Outside, the world was painted in a pristine white, snowflakes gently descending from the dark winter sky.

As Y/N enjoyed her movie, her peaceful evening was suddenly interrupted by a muffled thud against her window. Startled, she turned her attention to the glass pane. Another thud followed, louder this time. Her heart raced, and she cautiously made her way to the window to investigate.

Peering out, she was taken aback when she saw Rafe standing there, a mischievous grin on his face, holding a perfectly round snowball. Y/N opened the window and shivered as a gust of cold air swept into the room.

She looked at Rafe with a mixture of surprise and curiosity, "What are you doing here?"

Rafe's eyes sparkled with amusement in the frosty night.

"I couldn't resist," he chuckled. "I thought we could have a little winter fun. Snowball fight, maybe?"

Y/N couldn't help but smile, despite the surprise and the chill in the air. Rafe always had a way of bringing excitement into her life.

"A snowball fight, huh? Well, you're on!" She quickly retreated into her room to put on some warmer clothes, determined to match Rafe's playful spirit.

"Alright, Mr. Sneaky Snowball Attacker, let the games begin!" With that, she gathered some snow and fashioned a snowball, ready to defend herself and retaliate in this impromptu battle.

Rafe's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm as the snowball fight commenced. Laughter filled the wintry night air as they exchanged snowballs, creating a beautiful memory that they would treasure for years to come. Rafe and Y/N decided to make the most of the snowy night.

Amid their spirited snowball fight, Rafe was determined to land the perfect shot. He gathered a snowball, carefully shaping it into a compact sphere. With a mischievous grin, he took careful aim at Y/N, crouched behind a snowbank, preparing her ammunition.

But as he released the snowball, his aim went slightly awry. Instead of a direct hit on Y/N's snowy fortress, the snowball veered off course and, with a sudden gust of wind, smacked Y/N right in the face.

Y/N blinked in surprise, her face dusted with snow. Rafe's grin turned into a sheepish smile, and he rushed over to her, exclaiming, "Oops, that wasn't supposed to happen! Are you okay?"

Y/N wiped the snow from her face with a grin. "Oh, you're on," she declared, her eyes gleaming with determination. She swiftly gathered a handful of snow and, with a playful vengeance, started pelting Rafe with snowballs.

Rafe, not one to back down, retaliated with a barrage of snowballs. The chase was on. They darted through the snowy landscape, laughter filling the air as they pursued each other.

As they weaved and dodged, Y/N's foot slipped on a patch of ice, and she found herself teetering on the brink of a fall. Desperately, she grabbed onto Rafe's jacket, and they tumbled together into the snow, a jumble of limbs and laughter.

Rafe ended up on top of Y/N, their faces close, and their laughter subsided into a shared, affectionate gaze. With a tender smile, he leaned in for a kiss, and Y/N met him halfway. Their lips met in the midst of the snowy landscape, sealing their playful romp with a sweet moment of connection and warmth

After the snowball fight, they decided to create a snowman. They rolled three snowballs of varying sizes, stacking them to form a jolly snowman with a carrot nose and a crooked smile. It was far from perfect, but it was their snowman, and it made them both laugh.

With their snowman proudly standing guard. Hand in hand, they lay down side by side, moving their arms and legs to create beautiful snow angels in the crisp snow. The pristine white canvas was now adorned with their playful imprints.

With a mischievous grin and a heart full of love, Y/N bent down and delicately wrote a message in the pristine snow beneath her feet. She wrote the words, "I love you, Rafe," with great care.

Turning to Rafe, she nudged him gently, her eyes sparkling. "Look, Rafe," she said, pointing to the message she had written in the snow.

Rafe's eyes locked onto the message, and his heart swelled with affection. He was momentarily speechless, deeply touched by this simple yet profound declaration of love. The moonlight illuminated the message, making it shimmer like a secret shared only between them.

Rafe turned to Y/N, his eyes filled with warmth and emotion. He took her hands in his and said, "Y/N, I love you more than words can express."

As they lay side by side in the snow, their breath visible in the cold air, Rafe turned to Y/N, and with a tender smile, he leaned in for a gentle kiss.

Rafe raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, you win this round," he admitted, a good-natured grin on his face.

Y/N smiled triumphantly and playfully patted some snow off her jacket. "It's all in good fun, right?" She walked closer to the door, the cold now more noticeable. "You should come inside before you freeze out here."

Rafe nodded, brushing snow off his clothes, hand in hand, they returned to the cosy comfort of y/n's house, entering through the front door. The warm and inviting atmosphere of her room welcomed them, with the soft glow of fairy lights casting a gentle radiance over her room.

They both settled by her bedside, where the movie continued to play, but the real magic of the night was the warmth they felt in each other's company.

The two of them, now nestled together in the comfort of Y/N's room, shared stories and laughter, relishing the warmth and cosiness of the moment. They watched the Christmas movie together, the characters on the screen mirroring their happiness.

As the movie neared its end, Y/N turned to Rafe and smiled. "Thank you Rafe, this has been such a wonderful night," she whispered, her eyes sparkling affectionately.

Rafe nodded, his gaze locked on her. "It truly has been."

Their eyes met, and in that silent, intimate moment, they both leaned in for another kiss.

au/ ive been caught! yup im a hopeless romantic and I actually dislike the snow, but such things make me so happy, one day hopefully that will be me:).

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Burning bonds - Zoro Roronoa

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PAIRING: fem! x roronoa zoro

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𝗔𝗦 Zoro and I discreetly entered Helmeppo's room, we braced ourselves for a fight to retrieve Zoro's cherished swords. The atmosphere was tense, and the cluttered room provided an alarming backdrop to our mission.

But what greeted us was beyond our wildest expectations. There, during the chaos, stood Helmeppo, calmly playing with one of Zoro's legendary swords with an air of casual indifference. His eyes widened in surprise as he realized he had company. In a moment of sheer panic, Helmeppo's hands scrambled for anything to cover his modesty.

His choice, however, was nothing short of comical – a fluffy teddy bear. I had to hide a giggle as I watched him stand there, naked with the teddy bear clutched to his front, his face flushing with embarrassment.

Zoro's face, on the other hand, was a portrait of frustration and annoyance. Without wasting a moment, he turned to me, his tone commanding, "Yuki, guard the door. We can't have anyone interrupting this." I nodded in acknowledgement and hastily exited the room, gently closing the door behind me.

As I stood guard outside, trying to maintain a serious demeanour, I couldn't help but wonder how on earth we had found ourselves in such a bizarre situation. Now alone with the unfortunate and naked Helmeppo, Zoro was left to confront him and retrieve his swords.

With Zoro's swords now safely retrieved, I could feel Zoro's urgency as he urged me to leave Helmeppo's room behind. His demeanour remained as resolute as ever, clearly uninterested in any distractions.

We couldn't help but notice a commotion up ahead. A group of Marines had surrounded someone, and the sound of scuffling and raised voices echoed.

Curiosity piqued, we hurried toward the scene to investigate. And there, in the midst of a heated confrontation, we saw him – the same straw hat guy who had once come to Zoro's help. Was standing there together with an orange-headed girl surrounded by a group of Marines.

Despite Zoro's protestation on pushing forward, my relentless loyalty and gratitude pressed me to speak up. "Zoro, he extended a helping hand when you were in trouble. We can't simply leave him now. It's our turn to offer help."

Zoro let out a resigned sigh, "Alright," he grumbled, reluctantly agreeing. "But let's keep it quick."

We rushed to their aid. The odds were stacked against them, and it was clear they needed help.

Swords clashed and fists flew as we joined the fight, fighting back against the Marines. Together, we formed an unexpected but formidable team, each of us covering the other's back.

The battle raged on, but with our combined efforts, we managed to turn the wave in our favour. As the defeated Marines retreated, the orange-headed girl and the straw hat guy breathed sighs of relief, their exhaustion evident.

As they caught their breath, the straw hat guy couldn't resist a cheeky grin. With a burst of energy, he executed a graceful somersault, landing near Zoro's side with a playful flourish. The straw hat on top of his head wobbled but miraculously stayed in place.

The orange-headed girl, who had been fighting alongside them against the Marines, approached the straw hat guy. Sweat glistened on her forehead, and her orange hair was dishevelled, but she wore a determined look.

"Aren't you that drunk from the bar?" she asked Zoro.

"Glad I made an impression," Zoro replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

They were catching their breath, having just fought alongside each other against the relentless Marines. The adrenaline of battle still pulsed through their veins when their rest was interrupted by the imposing figure of Morgan, the axe-hand guy, standing before them.

Morgan, his axe hand shining ominously, stepped forward, eyeing the group with suspicion. "The imposter" he growled, pointing at the orange-headed girl, "the prisoner," he continued, indicating to the straw hat guy, "the pirate hunter and the pirate hunter who talks too much," he added, his gaze fixed on Zoro and I.

Damn, that's what they call me?

The tension in the air thickened as Morgan's words hung there, reminding them that even at this moment of respite, danger still lurked.

"Fancy that. The four of you working together," Morgan said, his tone a mixture of surprise and suspicion.

The straw hat guy, with a grin that never left his face, responded confidently, "Yeah, we're a crew."

But as soon as those words left his mouth, a chorus of dissenting voices emerged from the group.

"Nope. Not a crew," protested the orange-headed girl.

"We're not together," insisted Zoro.

"A crew?" I questioned with scepticism.

Morgan, undeterred by their responses, continued to boast with unwavering arrogance, "No enemy has ever escaped my wrath."

He went on, each word filled with self-importance, "I alone defeated the Black Cat Pirates. I alone captured Kuro of the Thousand Plans. And I alone keep Shells Town safe from the scum of the East Blue."

As he finished his proclamation, Morgan dramatically tore off his jacket and tossed it onto the sandy ground with a flourish.

I couldn't help but let out an involuntary yawn of boredom. "A lot of information that we didn't care about," I muttered, the absurdity of his self-praise not lost on me.

Morgan's expression shifted from arrogance to annoyance, realizing that his marvellous tales hadn't impressed our group of strange individuals. The tension in the air remained, but it was now mixed with a hint of amusement shared between the group. We were ready for whatever Morgan had in store next, unfazed by his claims of grandeur.

The battle unfolded with a fierce intensity. Zoro and the straw hat guy teamed up to attack Morgan. Zoro led the charge with his three swords, and the straw hat guy followed closely behind. Their movements were precise and well-timed.

While Zoro and the straw hat guy were locked in combat with Morgon, me and the orange-headed girl turned our attention to the Marines.

The sun beamed overhead as I faced off against the marines in the yard. Beads of sweat trickled down my brow, and I tightened my grip on my dual swords, flames dancing along their blades, the scorching sun making the battle even more intense.

With a swift, graceful movement, I lunged forward, my dual blades slicing through the stifling heat. Flames erupted, burning the ground beneath me as I sent arcs of fire slashing toward the marines. The sandy terrain turned to glass where my flames touched, creating a treacherous battleground under the relentless sun.

The marines scrambled to evade the deadly flames, their disciplined formation crumbling before my attack. I moved with precision, parrying attacks and sending them stumbling back, their uniforms catching fire.

As the remaining marines fled, I raised my blazing swords, the sunlight glinting off the fiery edges. With persistent determination, I spoke, "Leave, or face the consequences."

Realizing their defeat, the marines turned and fled, leaving behind their fallen comrades and a sun-scorched battlefield. Under the blazing sun, I stood victorious, a testament to the power of determination and my fiery abilities.

I couldn't help but glance at the straw hat guy. He did something incredible, stretching his body to kick Morgan right in the face. Zoro, with a black bandana on his head and a sword held in his teeth, managed to dodge the kick.

Seeing Zoro's strength and agility in battle made Yuki find him even more attractive. But she quickly shook off those thoughts.

When the straw hat guy kicked Morgan with his foot, it felt like the fight had come to an end. I brushed the sand off my clothes and walked over to where Zoro and the straw hat guy were deep in conversation.

However, their chat abruptly ended when the orange-headed girl interrupted, saying, "Hate to break up this beautiful moment, but we need to get this safe out of here."

She continued, "Maybe if we find some rope or something."

But, surprisingly, Zoro took it upon himself to carry the entire safe. I couldn't help but sneak a glance at him and playfully told Zoro, "We've got it; no need to flex your muscles." Zoro shot me a puzzled look in response.

We all headed toward a nearby ship which ended up being the orange-headed girl's ship, Zoro carefully set the safe down. The orange-headed girl cautioned, "Careful with that," and Zoro replied with a hint of defiance, "Whatever you say. Oh wait," he glanced up and added, "I don't work for you."

The straw hat guy sensed some tension and remarked, "I'm sensing a little bit of attention amongst the crew"

"We are not a crew," Zoro and the orange-headed girl repeated, their words filled with a sense of individuality.

But I, despite their protests, remained persistent in my decision. I turned to the straw hat guy with a warm smile and said, "I'm glad to be in your crew"

His face broke into a wide grin, his enthusiasm undiminished. "That's all that matters" he replied, his excitement infectious until his face showed concern.

"I can't leave without my friend." His voice revealed a hint of concern.

Zoro retorted, "Can't wait. The Marines will be here."

Just as those words left Zoro's mouth, a familiar face emerged. Helmeppo who now wore a shorter haircut, approached us with two guns in hand, declaring, "The Marines are here already. You're under arrest."

My gaze shifted from the poor guy, whose hair seemed to defy all known laws of hairstyling, to Zoro, who wore an impish smirk on his face. I couldn't help but raise a sceptical eyebrow at the swordsman.

"Really, Zoro? That's what you did to him?" I asked a mixture of disbelief and slight amusement in my voice.

Zoro's grin widened as he glanced at the unfortunate victim of his handiwork. The orange-headed girl beside me looked genuinely scared, her eyes darting between Zoro and the mess of hair on the poor guy's head. Meanwhile, the straw hat guy standing nearby couldn't contain his amusement and started to chuckle, which soon escalated into hearty laughter.

"What's wrong with his hair?" the straw hat guy asked, still chuckling as he pointed at the hair-raising spectacle that was the poor guy's head. He continued to gaze at Zoro, clearly expecting an amusing explanation.

I couldn't help but shake my head in disbelief. Zoro, always the troublemaker, had outdone himself this time. I watched as Zoro looked down at his handwork with a mischievous smile and finally admitted, "Yeah, I might've done that."

As tension filled the air, Helmoppo took aim at Zoro, his gun steady. I watched in alarm as he pulled the trigger, but the shot missed Zoro and instead struck a nearby post. Zoro's earlier smirk vanished, replaced by a fierce, focused look.

"I won't let you make a joke of me," Helmoppo declared with unwavering determination. "I'm taking you in and handing you over to my father. I'll be the hero. I might even get a medal or something."

Before he could finish his bold proclamation, a sudden punch to his face took everyone by surprise. It was someone I didn't recognize – a friend of the straw hat guy apparently. My attention was drawn away from the unfolding scene as Zoro turned to me, urgency in his eyes.

"Help me and the orange-headed girl," Zoro said, breaking me out of my momentary distraction. "We need to raise the sail on the boat. It'll help us move faster if we are three."

I nodded, snapping into action. Working with Zoro and the orange-headed girl, I focused on getting the sail into position. Though I didn't understand the full context of the situation, it was clear that we needed to act quickly.

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I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Nami, and a sense of familiarity tugged at my memory. Yet, I couldn't quite pinpoint where I knew her from. It gnawed at the back of my mind, causing me to grow increasingly uneasy. I didn't like the uncertainty, and it made me act colder and more distant toward my newfound crewmate. My instincts were telling me not to trust the orange-headed girl, and I chose to keep my guard up.

Zoro, ever perceptive, couldn't help but notice my change in behaviour. "Is something bothering you?"

I hesitated for a moment, conflicted about sharing my unease. "No, just thinking"

Zoro, usually a man of few words, hesitated before responding. "I can't help but wonder Yuki," he admitted, "Why you're still sticking around. You went out of your way to save me, and it makes me wonder if you've got some hidden agenda."

I couldn't help but let out an exasperated sigh. "Honestly, Zoro, sometimes things are just as they seem. I'm here because, whether you believe it or not. I have my interests in this, you know."

Zoro's suspicion didn't entirely dissipate, but he was willing to consider that he might be letting his scepticism get the better of him. He met my gaze, his cautiousness still evident. "We've had our share of rivalries, Yuki. It's hard to shake old habits."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes in response. "Fine, Zoro. Let's call a truce, at least for now. I'm here because it's the right thing to do, not because I have some ulterior motive."

I decided it was time to address the issue head-on. I could feel Zoro's suspicion and wanted to clear the air.

"Zoro," I began, my voice being steady, "I'm not just here out of the goodness of my heart. I have my interests in this, you know."

Zoro, still maintaining his guarded expression, looked at me, his curiosity piqued. "And what might those interests be, Yuki?"

I met his gaze squarely and replied, "Half of the bounty, Zoro. I'm here for my fair share."

Zoro sighed and shook his head, a small, ironic smile playing on his lips. "Makes sense," he conceded. "Even enemies have to share the spoils sometimes."

"Enemies? You mean frenemies," I quipped, challenging Zoro's resolve.

Zoro's response was icy and blunt, "No, Yuki, we're not friends."

I maintained a cool composure and replied, "Exactly. That's why we're frenemies – enemies by circumstance, but also allies when it suits us. We're both bounty hunters; we fight together when it serves our interests, but we part ways without a second thought when the job is done. Enemies on most days, but even the coldest hearts can soften with a drink. Remember yesterday?"

Zoro's expression remained patient, his demeanour unwavering. "Yesterday was just business," he retorted sharply, his words leaving no room for sentiment.

"Business, Zoro, but it wasn't all business. Admit it; we can be the 'drinking type of friends' when it suits us. In this cutthroat world, a bit of friendship doesn't hurt."

Zoro's gaze remained fixed ahead, his response distant and unyielding. "Friendship or convenience, it doesn't change our reality, Yuki. We're still on our own when the chips are down."

My words carried a hint of amusement as I teased, "Yet you're still here grass head."

My teasing insult earned a raised eyebrow from Zoro, and he replied with a more cutting remark, "What did you just call me?"

I, undeterred, quipped, "Oh, you heard me, grass head. Always so slow on the uptake."

Zoro's response came with a touch of ice in his voice, "Slow might be better than being known as the 'bounty hunter who talks too much,' Yuki."

I, with a mischievous glint in my eye, continued, "Well, at least being known for talking too much is better than being known for getting lost all the time, Zoro."

Zoro's jaw clenched, and he shot back, "Getting lost never stopped me from achieving my goals, unlike someone who can't even hit a target from ten paces."

I smirked, my voice dripping with confidence, "Oh, Zoro, you underestimate me. I can hit a target from ten paces. In fact, maybe if you are the target, I can concentrate better."

Zoro's face flushed with a mixture of surprise and amusement at my response. He hadn't expected such a bold response.

With a sly grin, he replied, "Well, Yuki, if I'm the target, you better make sure your aim is perfect. I'd hate to think I underestimated you and ended up with a bruise to prove it."

Nami watched me and Zoro's playful rival banter with a growing sense of irritation. She clenched her fists and, in a stern tone, exclaimed, "You two! Are you trying to wreck my ship? If you break anything on this ship, you're both in big trouble, and there won't be any cleaning up to do because you'll be scrubbing the decks for weeks!"

Nami's anger was genuine this time. Her ship was her pride and joy, and she couldn't stand the thought of it being damaged by their antics. She knew they were just having fun, but there were limits, and she was determined to enforce them to protect her beloved vessel.

Me and Zoro exchanged glances, both taken aback by Nami's stern reprimand. After a brief moment, Zoro couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn, woman, calm down."

I stifled a laugh, but I quickly covered my mouth when Nami shot me a glare. I cleared my throat and said, "We'll keep it down."

Although we tried to sound more nonchalant, we understood the seriousness of the situation and didn't want to upset Nami any further.

I noticed a faint smile tugging at the corner of Zoro's lips and couldn't resist a playful jab. I pointed it out with a sly grin and said, "Ha! Look, you smiled."

Zoro's smile faded, and he responded in a colder tone, "You're just hallucinating, Yuki."

I raised an eyebrow, not expecting Zoro's response to be quite so dismissive. I chuckled, undeterred, and retorted, "Hallucinating, huh? Well, maybe it's just a sign that even the great swordsman can't resist my charm."

Zoro couldn't help but crack a small smile at my persistence, though he quickly masked it with a stoic expression. He muttered, "Keep dreaming, Yuki," before turning his attention away, leaving me to wonder if I had, imagined that smile as we headed to our respective beds.

As we each retreated to their beds, I couldn't shake the feeling that Zoro's fleeting smile had been more genuine than he let on. I settled under my covers, replaying our banter in my mind.

In the darkness of our shared quarters, I whispered to myself with a soft grin, "You can deny it all you want, Zoro, but that smile tells a different story." With a contented sigh, I closed my eyes, ready to rest and face a new day of adventures with my new crewmates on the ship.

Zoro lay in his bunk, staring at the wooden beams above. My words and that brief, unexpected smile replayed in his mind. He couldn't deny the fact that I had a way of getting under his skin, even if he tried to maintain a tough exterior.

In the darkness, he couldn't help but think about their playful banter and my infectious laughter. A small smirk crept onto his face as he admitted to himself, "She's a handful, that's for sure."

but what I didn't know was that I was the only one who slept that night.......

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Burning bonds - Zoro Roronoa

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PAIRING: fem! x roronoa zoro

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𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 the intense battle, Zoro and I exchanged triumphant glances. We were both exhausted, but the victory was sweet. Yuki turned to Zoro with a cheerful smile then turned to Zoro and suggested, "Zoro, how about we celebrate this victory with a drink?" Her fiery swords were sheathed, and she exuded an air of relaxed contentment.

Zoro, with his usual stoic demeanour, didn't show much emotion. He simply nodded and said, "Fine. Whatever."

is he getting soft? your plan is working yuki

As we walked away from the battlefield, the sky began to lighten, signalling the approaching dawn. The night was fading away, and the new day was dawning upon us. But that didn't deter us. We were warriors who had triumphed against all odds, and we were determined to enjoy a well-deserved celebration, even if it meant starting it in the early morning light.

And by we, I meant only me. Zoro's cold and distant attitude didn't waver. He seemed more focused on the path ahead than the idea of celebrating. But I was determined to enjoy our victory, even if Zoro remained distant and aloof.

They strolled through the bustling streets of the port town, eventually finding themselves at a cozy bar filled with the clinking of glasses and lively conversations.

let's just act like It's noon and not morning

Zoro led Yuki to the bar counter where they could enjoy their drinks and unwind.

The bartender looks at Yuki and asks, "What can I get you today?" to which Yuki responds, "A drink for me and my friend, please." to which Zoro responds

"We're not friends."

turned soft my ass

Yuki, undeterred by Zoro's response, places the drink in front of him with a forced smile, though it's clear that Zoro's cold demeanour has affected her. She quietly sips her own drink, and an awkward silence lingers between them as they both maintain their distance.

Zoro continues to sip his drink in silence, seemingly indifferent to Yuki's presence. The atmosphere at the bar becomes tense, and it becomes apparent that there's a rift between them that won't be easily resolved.

As they sat in silence, a soft giggle caught their attention. Turning toward the source of the laughter, they saw a little girl, no older than ten, standing nearby. She wore a bright, green dress and had a low ponytail cascade of curly hair framing her face.

The girl's eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked at Zoro and Yuki, seemingly finding their solemn expressions amusing. She giggled again, her laughter as carefree as the breeze on a summer day.

Yuki couldn't help but smile at the innocence and joy radiating from the child. Zoro, on the other hand, appeared more confused than amused, his brow furrowing slightly as he observed the little girl.

The little girl, her giggles still echoing through the bar, suddenly turned and skipped away. Before she disappeared into the crowd, she glanced back at Zoro and Yuki one more time. With a mischievous grin.

Zoro's gaze followed the girl for a moment, his confusion evident in his furrowed brow and bemused expression.

The little girl approached their table, holding a plate of two rice cakes drizzled with chocolate sauce

Zoro glanced down, his scarred face revealing no emotion as he saw the child pointing at the plate of rice balls beside him. Without uttering a word, he raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

The little girl, undeterred by his icy demeanour, offered a warm smile. "Rice balls. For you," she said, gently pushing the plate closer to him.

Zoro's interest was piqued, and he asked in his usual cold tone, "You made them yourself?"

The child nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with innocence. "Mhmm."

"What's the brown stuff?" Zoro inquired, gesturing towards the chocolate drizzle on the rice balls.

With a giggle, the little girl replied, "Chocolate. Makes everything taste better," her tiny fingers tracing the swirls of chocolate.

Before Zoro could respond, the little girl was abruptly summoned by a woman at the bar counter.

"Rika"

However, as the little girl turned away from their table, fate had a different plan in store. She accidentally crashed into a tall blonde man who happened to be passing by. The collision sent her plate of rice balls tumbling to the ground, the chocolatey treats scattering and making a mess.

The blonde man's face contorted with irritation as he looked down at the fallen rice balls. He seemed to be in no mood for accidents, and his anger was palpable. "You stupid, stupid girl!" he snapped at the girl, his voice harsh and unrelenting.

Yuki was ready to intervene if necessary, her fiery powers ready to defend the innocent. Zoro, his patience shorter than usual, clenched his fists but remained seated, waiting to see how the situation would unfold.

The blonde man's irritation escalated as he stared down at the fallen rice balls, his face twisted with anger. Without a second thought, he viciously squished the rice balls under his boot, grinding them into the floor.

"Why don't you watch where you are going?"

Rika's eyes welled up with tears as she watched her carefully crafted rice balls turn into a mess. She trembled in fear, unable to comprehend the stranger's harsh reaction.

The woman behind the bar, who had called Rika earlier, noticed the commotion and stepped in. She had a stern expression as she addressed the frightened little girl.

"Rika, apologize to our guest."

Rika's voice quivered as she stuttered out an apology, "I-I'm s-sorry."

The blonde man's anger had not subsided; instead, he decided to mock her in her moment of vulnerability. "I-I'm s-sorry." He sneered and leaned closer, his voice dripping with contempt.

"Next time, I won't be nice."

Rika's trembling intensified as she heard the man's cruel words. She nodded, not daring to look at him, overwhelmed by the humiliation she felt. Rika's humiliation still lingered, her teary eyes cast downward in embarrassment. She felt small and vulnerable after the man's mocking words. But suddenly, an unexpected turn of events shifted the atmosphere in the bar.

Zoro, who had been observing the entire situation, calmly stepped forward and addressed the blond man. His voice was stern and unwavering as he spoke, "You dropped my food."

The blonde man's expression quickly shifted from arrogance to surprise. He looked down and noticed the rice ball smeared on the floor beneath his boot.

Without hesitation, Zoro bent down, picked up the flattened rice ball, and took a bite. His face remained impassive, but after a moment, he unexpectedly muttered, "Mmm. Delicious."

Rika smiled

The bar fell into an awkward silence as everyone watched in astonishment. Zoro's actions had not only salvaged the situation for Rika but also left a lasting impression on the patrons. His unconventional response had successfully defused the tension, leaving behind a sense of both awe and confusion. As Zoro took a bite of the rice ball from the floor, the bar's patrons couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances. It was an unexpected twist in an otherwise tense situation. But what truly stood out was the faint, barely noticeable smile on Yuki's face as she watched Zoro's actions.

Zoro, having taken a bite of the rice ball from the floor, stood up with a determined look on his face. He reached for the plate, grabbing it with one hand and plucking a single rice ball from it. With calculated confidence, he approached the blonde man.

Zoro firmly extended the rice ball toward the man. And said, "Now you eat one. And apologize to the girl."

The blonde man, however, responded with a mocking laugh and took a menacing step closer to Zoro. He puffed out his chest and sneered, "Do you know who I am?"

Zoro looked at the blonde guy up and down his expression remained unfazed, and he retorted in his signature brusque manner.

"A shithead Marine with a bad haircut."

The bar's atmosphere grew tense as the insult hung in the air. The blonde man's face flushed with anger, and without further warning, he reached for the hilt of the sword strapped to his side.

The patrons gasped in alarm, sensing that the situation was about to escalate into violence. Yuki, who had been watching from the sidelines, tightened her grip on her own weapon, ready to intervene if necessary. The clash between the two formidable swordsmen was imminent, and the bar's occupants held their breath, bracing for what would come next.

"I wouldn't do that," Zoro warned the blond man as he reached for his sword.

The blond man, seemingly undeterred, taunted Zoro with a sly grin.

"Oh, come on, tough guy. Three swords?" He emphasized his point by drawing his own blade with swift precision, the metal gleaming menacingly in the dimly lit bar.

"I only need one."

Zoro's expression remained resolute as he replied, "Okay, but it's gonna hurt."

With lightning speed, the blonde man lunged forward, his blade slicing through the air with deadly intent. However, Zoro was equally swift, drawing one of his three swords in a flash. With a resounding clash of steel, Zoro blocked the attack, the force of the impact sending shockwaves through the room.

The patrons gasped in astonishment at the sheer skill and strength displayed by the two formidable swordsmen. The confrontation had escalated into a high-stakes duel, and the outcome hung in the balance as the swords clashed and sparks flew. Yuki, prepared for any eventuality, stood ready to assist her so-called "friend" if the need arose. As the intense clash between Zoro and the blonde man continued, Yuki recognized the escalating danger. She knew it was crucial to protect Rika from the unfolding conflict.

With agility and precision, Yuki swiftly moved through the bar's chaotic atmosphere, making her way to Rika. She gently took the young girl's hand, guiding her away from the escalating confrontation between the two swordsmen.

"Come with me, Rika," Yuki said softly, ensuring that Rika was safe from the brewing violence. She led Rika towards the woman at the bar counter who had called for her earlier, seeking a safe haven amidst the tense situation.

Rika, still trembling from the earlier confrontation, clung to Yuki's hand, finding solace in her protective presence. The bar patrons watched the unfolding duel with bated breath, while Yuki focused on ensuring the young girl's well-being and safety. As the confrontation reached its peak, with the blonde man now on the floor after his failed attack on Zoro, the other marines in the bar couldn't stand idly by. They decided to intervene, rallying together to overwhelm the swordsman.

However, Zoro, ever the formidable warrior, remained cool under pressure. With lightning-fast reflexes, he finished his drink and hurled the empty glass at one of the marines, catching him off guard and sending him crashing into a table.

Meanwhile, the blonde man and the other marines began a relentless assault on Zoro, throwing punches and objects in his direction. Zoro, using his remarkable skill and strength, expertly blocked each attack, his three swords moving in a whirlwind of precision and power.

The bar patrons watched in awe as Zoro defended himself effortlessly against multiple opponents. His movements were a blur as he parried and countered, his indomitable spirit refusing to yield.

Gradually, the Marines realized they were outmatched by the swordsman's incredible skill. One by one, they faltered, their attacks becoming feeble and disorganized. Zoro seized the opportunity, disarming the blonde man with a swift strike and bringing him to the ground.

With the bar now in chaos and the marines defeated, Zoro stood triumphant, his breathing steady despite the intense battle. The onlookers could hardly believe what they had witnessed, and a sense of respect and awe washed over the room.

Yuki, who had kept Rika safe throughout the commotion, couldn't help but smile with pride as Zoro's strength and determination had won the day, proving that even in the face of adversity, Zoro was a force to be reckoned with. With the chaos in the bar subdued and the blonde man defeated, Zoro took a decisive step forward. He grabbed the man by the collar and swiftly lifted him onto the bar counter, his voice low and threatening as he leaned in close.

"You shouldn't draw your blade unless you're prepared to use it," Zoro warned his words carrying a weight that sent a shiver down the blond man's spine.

Terrified and realizing the gravity of the situation, the blonde man stammered, "Don't kill me, please. My father will give you anything you want."

Zoro, ever the enigmatic warrior, raised an eyebrow at the mention of the man's father.

"Who's your father?" he demanded, curiosity piqued.

The blonde man gulped nervously before responding, "Captain Morgan. He's in charge of the Marine base."

A sly smirk crept across Zoro's face as he replied, "Then he owns me money."

With that, Zoro took the defeated man by the collar, leading him away from the bar with three marines following closely behind. The bar patrons watched in stunned silence as the swordsman left, the outcome of the confrontation leaving an indelible mark on their memory.

Yuki, with Rika safely by her side, watched as Zoro departed with his newfound captives. Yuki turned her attention to Rika, always attentive to the young girl's feelings, stepped closer and gently wiped away her tears with a soft touch. Her voice held a touch of reassurance,

"You're okay now, " Yuki whispered, her voice warm and comforting. " Everything's going to be alright now. You were really brave today and don't let anyone treat you like that."

A small smile, grateful smile began to form on Rika's face. She clung to Yuki's hand, finding solace in her kind words and pressuring presence. Her trust in strangers was somewhat restored.

"Also, could you please do one more of your rice balls? I have time to enjoy them better now."

Zoro you better not get yourself in danger

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As Yuki and Rika spent time together, their laughter and smiles began to erase the shadow of the earlier turmoil. They shared stories and jokes, forging a deeper connection with each passing moment. However, amid their newfound friendship, Yuki couldn't help but feel a growing concern for Zoro, even though she tried her best to set it aside.

Rika, ever observant, noticed the worry in Yuki's eyes. She paused, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Are you worried about Zoro?" she asked with genuine concern. "Are you friends?"

Yuki hesitated for a moment, realizing that she couldn't hide her concern any longer. She nodded, her voice softening as she replied, "Yes, Rika. Zoro is a friend, and he's been through a lot today. I just hope he's okay."

even if he doesn't want to admit it

Rika's eyes reflected her understanding as she gently squeezed Yuki's hand.

"I'm sure he'll be fine," she reassured Yuki. "You said he's really strong, right? And he has you as a friend, too."

Yuki smiled at Rika's words, grateful for the young girl's comfort. As the hours passed, their bond deepened further, and they both held onto the hope that Zoro would return safely, their newfound friendship a source of strength in uncertain times. As the evening wore on, Yuki's concern for Zoro grew stronger, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she needed to find him. Just when she was contemplating her next move, a surprising revelation unfolded.

The woman who had called for Rika earlier turned out to be her mother. They embraced warmly, and Rika introduced Yuki as her new friend. The mother, grateful for Yuki's help and the bond formed with her daughter, offered to assist Yuki in her quest to locate Zoro.

With a knowing look, Rika's mother leaned in closer to Yuki and whispered, "There's a secret passage hidden in this bar that leads directly to the marine base. It's used by those who need to travel discreetly."

Yuki's eyes widened in surprise and gratitude. She nodded in appreciation and replied, "Thank you so much. I need to find Zoro and make sure he's safe."

Yuki took a deep breath and then addressed Rika's mother with sincerity, "Mrs. Johnson, I know this is a bit sudden, but could it be possible for me to sleep over for the night so that I can be well-rested and focused on my search tomorrow?"

"Of course, Yuki. You're always welcome here. We have a spare room, and you can stay as long as you need."

Yuki felt a wave of relief wash over her. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Johnson. I really appreciate it. I promise I won't be a bother"

Mrs Johnson smiled kindly. "No need to worry, dear. We're happy to have you. Make yourself at home, and let us know if there's anything you need."

With her sleeping arrangements settled Yuki felt a renewed sense of determination. She would rest up, gather her strength, and then resume her search for Zoro with even more vigour the next day.

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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗬

Rika's mother smiled kindly and motioned for Yuki to follow her and Rika. Together, they made their way to the concealed passage, a hidden route that would take Yuki to the marine base where Zoro had gone. As they descended into the dimly lit passage, Yuki felt a sense of determination and hope. With Rika and her mother's help, she was one step closer to reuniting with her friend and making sure he was all right. The narrow passage wound its way beneath the bar, its walls lined with flickering torches that cast dancing shadows. Yuki followed Rika and her mother in near silence, her heart filled with a mixture of gratitude and anxiety.

As they ventured deeper into the hidden corridor, Yuki couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected bond she had formed with Rika and her mother. Their kindness and willingness to help a stranger spoke volumes about the goodness of people, even in uncertain times.

Finally, they reached the end of the passage, and Rika's mother pointed to a concealed door that led directly into the marine base.

"Be careful, dear," she cautioned Yuki. "The marine base can be a dangerous place, but we hope you find your friend safe and sound."

Yuki nodded, her determination unwavering. "Thank you, both of you. I truly appreciate your help."

With a final reassuring smile, Yuki opened the secret door and stepped into the unknown, her heart filled with a mixture of hope and concern for Zoro. As she disappeared into the depths of the marine base, she knew that the unexpected friendship she had found with Rika and her mother had given her the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead. As Yuki ventured deeper into the heart of the marine base, her heart raced with anxiety, knowing Zoro was imprisoned somewhere within. Finally, she reached a dimly lit courtyard, where she overheard Zoro's voice engaged in conversation with someone she couldn't see.

Her pulse quickened as she caught sight of Zoro, standing tall and seemingly free in the courtyard. However, what truly surprised her was the unexpected figure beside him—a man in a straw hat who seemed to be responsible for Zoro's sudden liberation.

Zoro turned to face Yuki, a look of utter surprise crossing his face when he saw her. Relief washed over her, knowing that her presence had taken him by surprise in the midst of this unexpected rescue.

"Looks like I'm late," Yuki said with a wry smile, acknowledging the turn of events that had caught them both off guard. The man in the straw hat simply grinned in response

"Yuki?" Zoro exclaimed, his surprise evident. "You're here?"

Yuki nodded her expression a mix of relief and determination. "Yes, sir, I came to rescue you."

Zoro was torn between conflicting emotions. On one hand, he was relieved to see Yuki, as he had been worried about her safety. On the other hand, her presence here added even more questions to an already confusing situation.

As Yuki turned to leave, Zoro couldn't help but watch her with a mixture of irritation and something he couldn't quite put his finger on. Maybe it was the fact that she always seemed to get under his skin, or maybe it was something else entirely. One thing was for sure, though – Yuki had a way of making things interesting, whether he liked it or not.

"You coming or are you going to stand there?"

"Yuki," Zoro said, his voice stern, "this is a dangerous situation. I appreciate your intentions, but you should have stayed away from this mess. Why did you come to rescue me."

"Aw, you care" Yuki met Zoro's cold gaze with determination. "No, but seriously I couldn't leave you here, Zoro. I had to make sure you were safe."

The man with the straw hat chuckled as he observed their exchange. sensing the tension between them, decided to speak up "Seems like you two have some catching up to do. I'll leave you to it."

With that, the man turned and walked away, disappearing into the distance.

Yuki approached him with a sly smile. "So, ready for another adventure?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Time to reclaim your swords."

Zoro's response was curt, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. "Let's go, Yuki. No one crosses me and lives to regret it."

With those words, they embarked on their new quest to retrieve Zoro's stolen swords, fully prepared to confront any challenges that lay ahead.

Yuki glanced at Zoro, her expression unwavering. "So, what's your plan?" she asked, her voice steady and determined.

Zoro's eyes remained fixed on the horizon, his voice as cold as steel. "We don't kill him," he replied tersely.

"I have something else in mind. But he won't get away with this."

With that, the two of them made their way out of the yard. Zoro couldn't help but wonder about the true motivations of Yuki.

au/ a long ass chapter, also do you like long chapters but I will only update twice a week or short chapters but I will update four days a week. also my bad if there is sudden change of pov's, to lazy to change it

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