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Law and BONDAGE (seastone handcuffs)

𝐋𝐀𝐖 + 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐄 & 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐌 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐋.

18+ MDNI. fellatio, teasing, bondage (cuffs), orgasm denial, f!reader/ described as pretty & innocent

“s-slow down—fuck,” law groans from where he’s laying in front of you, built thighs spread to make room for you in the center, your head bobbing up and down his length. you’re drawing the most sinful groans from him with each sloppy noise you make, your tongue teasing the tip once you reach the top.

“hey— listen to me,” he growls, his usual demanding tone now sounding like a desperate plea. the seastone cuffs above him clang together as his abs flex from the stimulation, glaring hard as you when you glance up at him through your pretty lashes.

he’s sure that an innocent face like that doesn’t suit the way you’re making him feel.

“hmm?” your words come out muffled with his length down your throat. “don’ wanna stop.”

his jaw is clenching harder, head thrown back as his chest rises up and down from the panting. the tension building up inside him is so intense, and it just makes him that much more desperate to touch you— grab a fistful of hair as he flips you around and dumps his cum in you.

the ripple of his flexed muscles is more apparent as he roughly tugs at the seastone cuffs a second time, grunting in frustration when his arms are pulled right back. if you weren’t so focused on driving him mad with your tongue, you spend more time running your fingers along the tattoos coated in a thin layer of sweat and watch the way he contorts under your touch.

law groans loudly as his hips begin to stutter, cock threatening to spill his load inside, when you suddenly stop— his release melting away before he had even realized it.

“w-what…” his voice comes out raspy, “do you think you’re doing?”

your mouth lets go with a loud pop, tongue coming to playfully lick up and down his length as he shivers, and the look you’re giving him is so innocent he thinks it would be cute in any other situation. “oh..sorry,” you giggle, “guess i got tired.”

he narrows his eyes at you, tugging hard against the cuffs as you giggle, back of your hand coming to cover your lips. “lose that smile and get me out,” he glares at you through labored breaths, “i’ll show you what happens when you use me for your little games.”

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One piece characters x Small female reader???😇 like them comparing hand size or something??

Hello, thank you for sending in this request! Okay, so since you didn't specify any characters, I chose 3 I had some ideas for. I hope you like what I've written for you 💜💜

CW: fluff, fem!reader, headcanons, size difference

With a small fem!reader (Corazon, Zoro, Law)

Rosinante: He was such a large man already, meaning so many were already much smaller than him. When he first met you, he couldn't deny how sweet you looked—sweet and fragile. The closer you got to each other, the more he simply wanted to hold you. Even though his embrace completely engulfed you, you couldn’t get enough of his long arms wrapping around you. Of course, he enjoyed it too—feeling as if he was shielding you from the terrors this world had to offer. Most of all, he adored taking your small hands in his and bringing them up to his lips, placing a tender kiss on their tiny fingers. 

“You’re so darling, my dear.”

Zoro: Seeing as he’d taken on a protective role naturally, you were no exception to this. However, you were given a bit more attention than the others. Your small frame, your delicate features, and your tiny hands all gave off the impression of someone in need of being taken care of. Such gentle touches were accompanied with your late night talks when neither of you could sleep. He’d trace over your small fingers with his, admiring how dainty they were. Holding you closely, he reveled in how your form fit so perfectly in his arms. You knew that he’d never let anything cause you any harm; warmth blanketed you when you heard the sincerity in his voice.

“I’ll always protect you.”

Law: Despite his aloof demeanor, he cared very deeply for those closest to him. He was selfless when it came to aiding his friends, especially if they required a bit more attention. Seeing how small you were ignited the same devotion, yet he craved a bit more intimacy. Holding you close, caressing your gentle body, looking down at you: silent vows were made in such tender moments. Promises of always being there when you needed him, taking down anything or anyone who dared to pose any threat. You were perfect to him. As you sat there, enjoying the sounds of the sea, when he placed a firm kiss on your forehead.

“I promise to keep you safe.”

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Thought for the day - I believe there are two types of boys in One Piece in their relationships with girls, let me explain.

There are those where, outsiders, would never say that the two of you are in a relationship. You walk steps apart, exchanging only the essentials of words between you. However, anyone who looked closely could see that many times, some favors were done just for you, that his eyes always seemed to follow you at every step, protecting you even from afar. It was the type of situation in which the person who dared to mess with you would barely know where the blow would come from. However, when the two of you are alone, prepare for a clingy pair. He loves to make up for all the moments away when it's just the two of you - he holds you in bed for a few more minutes, stealing several kisses before facing the reality of the day, he always offers to accompany you on your explorations, just so he can drag you to hidden places in the city and enjoy the time alone, he will love you (aka fuck) as if that were the last night he would have you in their bed, after all, the next day, you both would just be crewmates again.

Law, Zoro, Marco, Killer, Katakuri, Mihawk, Smoker, Rob Lucci, Sabo (u can't tell me this loverboy wouldn't be the clingest guy in the alone time)

These people practically have your name tied to their existence. He don't exist without remembering your name immediately, accompanied by a smile, after all, anyone who saw - even if they didn't know you two - would know that you were made for each other - even if you are copies of each other's personality or are completely the opposite - you spark something in him that is sharp. They are super protective, yes, but they don't need to worry about following you far away, they know that no one would have enough balls to mess with his girl. Whenever they got into trouble, they immediately asked you for help after all you were one of the people he trusted most. With everyone already knowing about the two of you, he didn't need to make an effort to hide something, whether when he walked hand in hand with you, when he took the lead and asked who dared to interfere with their partner, or when they took advantage of any time free to love you (again, aka fuck) in a messy way, leaving marks and not sparing the noise. After all, everyone already knew that you belonged together.

Luffy, Crocodile, Ace, Kid, Sanji, Katakuri (he can be both versions, I'm sorry whoever disagrees), Franky, Shanks, Rayleigh, Buggy, Sabo (again, this sweetie fits for any side here)

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a/n: I don't think anyone was missing, but if you have any suggestions, feel free to leave them here

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For the record: I think Luffy is naturally cute, but the entire Gear5 transformation enhances this. He looks so beautiful 🥺

MY FAV SILLY

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Law buying an Bepo bear to his shy girlfriend!

I loved the idea! I made a small adjustment on the "buy" issue, I hope you don't hate me for it. And of course, I hope you like it.

The Bear and The Target

Lawx F!Reader

warnings: fluff, F!Reader is a little more shy/reserved in this one, Law is a great boyfriend (as always)

a/n: I really loved this idea, Law doing cute things for his s/o is my weakness.

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The Park's lights almost blinded you, as well as people pushing against each other, competing to get to the most sought-after attractions first. Despite having your arm side by side with your boyfriend and watching him dodge the countless proposals of "try this game and win thousands of berris" "bet and compete for the top prize", you were still dazzled by how magical the place seemed. .

"Are the two annoying people going to be a couple for the whole park?" Penguin appeared at your side, taking your arm and watching Law sulk. "Captain, don't be annoying."

"Unfortunately, I'm here for work" he pointed out, turning his gaze towards you. "But you do not."

"And I can't go to work with you?" you asked

"It's not really a job, I just need to figure something out." he tried to dodge the question, not wanting to give too many details. "In the meantime, why don't you enjoy a little night with them?"

"We can go on the roller coaster and then go to the monster house."

"No monster house." you and Bepo responded in unison, both of you clearly unhappy with the proposal. "Can we go in the bumper cars?" Bepo proposed and saw you nod.

"See you later then?" you turned to your boyfriend, who just nodded and watched as you and the group of friends left.

As much as Law was against lying in any situation in a relationship, he had just lied to you and it wasn't one of the things he was most proud of, but he had a good reason.

A few months ago, on another island, he had seen you looking at a huge teddy bear and not buying it. It took a few days for the subject to come up and he asked you why you didn't ask and again, shyness was an excuse.

Law was a reserved person, by pure choice - and almost as a personal whim. However, you were indeed shy. The only people who could break your shell a little were your crewmates and even Law had had trouble starting to flirt with you, not being able to know if he was understanding the few signals you gave in the wrong way.

For that reason - and because his eyes almost exploded when he saw you do or have something cute - he knew that that park was the best place to find what he was looking for so much, that cute and huge bear.

He just didn't expect to find exorbitant prices or bears uglier than any patch he had ever heard of, it was impossible to find something perfect.

In the distance, he could see you and the other crew members gathering around a little tent, as he got closer he saw it was one of those old throwing games, where there was definitely some trickery hidden. Seeing you further away from the others, he arrived quietly, stopping right behind you.

"What are we doing?" When he saw you turn around, scared, his hands soon found your shoulders, reassuring you. "It's just me."

"It makes me calmer, but not less scared." you laughed, your hands itching to clasp against Law, but it wasn't something the two of you usually did in public. "Well, we're trying to win something."

"And you, why are you staying away?"

"This guy at this stand is one of those funny charlatan types who love to meddle." You held back a laugh, seeing his expression darken.

Before you could continue complaining about the man, Law's mind immediately wandered to what was in the background: an immense, white, perfectly stitched polar bear that was just an orange uniform away from transforming into Bepo.

"I am going to try." Law's speech surprised you, making you follow him to the edge of the bench.

"The pretty lady decided to try?" the man said in the most charlatan way possible, but Law responded immediately.

"No, in this case, her boyfriend." He took out some coins and placed them in front of the man. "Which one do I have to hit to win one of the prizes in that row?"

"That one." he pointed to the smallest of them all, further back. "But I warn you that it may take some time."

"Captain, everyone tried and no one succeeded." Bepo commented, clearly more concerned than he should be with the simple game. Meanwhile, you remained closer to him, silently watching the bet unfold.

"There, five rings, five chances." the man passed the pieces to Law.

He tried a few times in a row and failed each time. Both Law and his friends were already sighing frustrated with the fact that almost twenty-five rings thrown in a row had escaped the hole.

"There has to be some trickery in this." Law snapped, frustrated with not getting the bear he knew you wanted. "You're fooling us all!"

"Me cheating?" the man said cynically as he accepted more coins and gave Law more chances. "You offend me like this."

"Well, captain…" Shachi approached his side and picked up one of the rings, slamming it against the counter in front of the two. Soon after, he threw a small piece of paper towards the bow and hit it. "See, you're the bad one, captain."

Law quickly connected the dots. The rings were made of some metal material - which could interfere with the weight or even have a magnet pulling it - and the paper ball was not. One look was enough for Shachi and Penguin to understand that they had to act.

"I'll try again." Law muttered, more as a point of warning to his colleagues than anything else.

"Come on man, confess, there's a scam here." Penguin pulled the guy's arm in a falsely gentle way, stealing your attention along with it. "There's no point in deceiving us."

"I got it!" Law's surprised voice drew the two of you back to the captain's attempts, who was now smiling broadly in the man's direction. "So, my prize…"

"How did you get?" the man shouted indignantly, going to check if he had actually succeeded. "I mean, okay, you can choose your prize."

"Come on, you choose." Law turned to you, seeing your eyes light up at the proposal. "Although I already suspect what your decision is."

"The cute Bepo over there?" Your voice was excited, but in a way that only he heard.

Immediately, Law pointed to the huge white stuffed polar bear, which the man reluctantly removed from the wall. Law's laughter remained contained as he watched you almost itch to reach the bear that the man handed you.

"It's so cute!" You squeezed him, burying your face against his soft fur. "It's so good, it's the best gift I've ever gotten."

"This version of Bepo at least lets us squeeze him." Ikkaku joined you, squeezing the teddy bear as well and listening to the real version of Bepo's mumbles.

"You guys squeeze me too much sometimes, I need to breathe."

"We have the need to squeeze cute little things!" you pressed the plush against your arms.

There was a little relay of who would squeeze your bear - which yes, you nicknamed B2 or as Bepo, the second of his name - until they were back at Polar Tang.

"So, did you like the gift?" Law's voice entering the room was enough to cheer you up. "Does that mean he's already stolen my side of the bed?"

"Just until you come here."

"As if I wasn't already offended since you have to squeeze cute things." he grumbled and it only took seconds for you to throw yourself into his arms, covering any trace of skin and face you could find with smacking kisses.

"You.are.the.best.boyfriend.in.the.world." with each pause, it was a new time that your lips met Law's, this time causing a louder laugh to echo from him. "I loved the gift."

"And I'm glad you liked it." He quickly kissed your lips. "I'm going to take a shower, then can we spend some time together?"

"Me, you and B2?"

"Okay, just tonight. I'm surrounded by bears that give me a hard time." he pretended to be offended, knowing that your reaction would be another kiss on him.

Despite the grumblings - and the exorbitant amount of money spent on the attempts - the vision Law found was worth it. You lay on his bed, one of his t-shirts on your body and attached to your arms, the huge white bear. You matched cute things and for him, that would be worth any game - even if a certain devil fruit power had helped him this time.

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I was asked on Ao3 to create a cute and different scenario with Law. I don't think this is even close to being the final version, but I thought it was a little cute and decided to bring it here. Cute, Law tries one of the reader's hobbies and fails, probably poorly crocheted, poorly written and poorly revised

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All of Law's methodism seemed impossible at that moment, at least it seemed to make the task he intended to do even more difficult. He liked you, it was as clear as any sea you two had ever crossed, but how could it be so difficult to put into words or demonstrate?

Luckily, his way of demonstrating whatever his feelings were and no matter how much they remained hidden for a long time was by demonstrating services, in this case, he was looking to demonstrate that he also cared about your tastes.

The two of you had already spent nights counting coins - and being careful not to mix the repeated ones with the new ones - reading and rereading the stories. Now his objective is to introduce you to something you liked, nothing more fair, right?

However, it seemed impossible. How could it be so difficult to connect those two dots? In fact, the two stitches were huge threads and crochet needles, at least in Law's head they were much bigger than the ones he used in surgery.

The task was being doubly difficult for two specific reasons: one, he had no idea about crochet, even with the magazine he had picked up and all the clothes you had already presented to your colleagues and two; he was using your material and at some point, no matter how much he tried to keep busy, you would suspect he was missing.

After sitting for hours, Law found himself doing something he would never have thought of: giving up. He dropped the needles that were now becoming a big knot on his bed and went out to try to breathe something that wasn't so stressful. He just didn't expect to find the person "responsible" for all this.

"Hey!" His voice came out suddenly, surprising you as you rummaged through the kitchen cabinets. "Everything is fine?"

"Someone hid my things!" your furious voice woke him up, apparently he was about to be discovered and you didn't seem to like the idea of ​​his disappearance. "Can't you help me?"

"So, I…"

"I don't know, maybe teleport my things here? I'm a little stressed and that helps me so much to get my head straight." you interrupted him, letting the flood of words come out, barely realizing that you had interrupted him. "I don't think so, do you? Sorry to bother you with this."

"I know where it is." he snorted, his slumped shoulders indicating that he was giving up. "But, I have a good explanation, I think."

"What do you mean a good explanation?"

He just indicated the way with his head and without even blinking, you decided to follow him. After all, what would your captain have related to crochet and needles?

The first thing you found strange was that he immediately took you towards his room, this being a place rarely visited - and authorized - by the crew of the Polar Tang. Law opened the door and allowed you to go through first. The second thing that surprised you was the tangle of lines that were on his bed. The way Law looked at you indicated everything you needed to know, guilty.

"May I ask why?" the light laugh that escaped your lips eased the tension under Law. "I mean, I never expected that."

"I just wanted to do something nice, after all you always help me with the coins, and the books and…" he limited himself to responding, watching you sit on his bed and start to undo the knots. "I tried, but it ended up becoming a big knot."

"Not a big knot…" you moved the needles and soon the tangled threads became a small stitched thread. "You just left it inverted, you managed to make a little fabric chain."

"All this work for a little chain?"

"Were you doing this for me?" you answered his question with another, leaving him stagnant. It only took a few seconds for Law to just nod. "It looks amazing, captain."

"Was it amazing?" his eyes looked like a puppy's, trying to recognize the praise in your words

"For a beginner, of course! I can even use it like this." you tied the thread sewn onto your wrist, turning it into a bracelet. "If you want, I can teach you how to do it."

"I think I'll let the idea go for a bit." Law's body sweated as he saw you approach, even with a safe distance between your bodies. "But if you want a quiet place to do that, you can come here whenever you need. I mean… I can read and you can stay here, I-I don't know."

"Thank you captain." you smiled and in a burst of courage - mixed with fear of his reaction, you stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on his cheek. "I loved the gift and I also loved the proposal, see you later!"

Law watched you leave with his heart almost coming out of his mouth. He still preferred to keep the surgical needle and sutures, however, that little bracelet on your arm symbolized more than any other hobby you two had tried together.

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Guess what?

That's right, requests are back!

Well, I know I still have some pending jobs, but today I got on the computer (unfortunately, my sister and I have shared it and this has ruined my deadlines) and updated some things and that includes updating my masterlist and reactivating requests.

I have some work to post, but that still takes a few days.

Now officially:

Do you have any requests, do you want to say something, give some ideas or just chat? Just place your request here!

You can also see the rules here, there have been some updates.

And you can see the One Piece Masterlist here

And as always, a cute gif to finish.

(yes guys, I think he's cute, chaotic but cute)

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Rules and Guides:

YES - afab! reader, gn!reader, romance, angst, cute, kinks, sub/dom dynamics, song fics, pregnancy, drama. The list is long, but if you have questions, just call.

MAYBE - m!reader, degradation, betrayal.

NO - non-con, age gap (I mean those with an absurd difference or involving minors), incests, yandere.

STAY TUNED:

• It is an exclusive page for ONE PIECE works. I have some other themes and will soon create a separate blog for them.

• Always make it clear what topic you want or don't want. For example: "no angst" or "please, smut". If I don't have any comments, I'll go my own way.

• Pay attention to statuses and deadlines. On average, I aim to take a maximum of one week to fulfill the order. If this period is longer, I will always notify you here.

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Law a the end of each arc if Cora was still alive :,)

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What do you think is Law's dirty secret when it comes to Y/N? Like what gets his blood pumping?

something random that gets law going is you in baggy clothes. like comfy pajama clothes. if y/n is a heart pirate, she’s been granted the right to be the only one who doesn’t have to wear a uniform (which the rest of the crew doesn’t think is fair until they find out the reason why) (law likes you. a lot.)

just your figure barely outlining through the clothing makes everything seem so much more out there, though…

but when you’re already in a relationship with law, during sex, something that makes him ram into you harder is when you try covering up you’re body out of embarrassment. he’ll scoff and swat away your hands. law is the type to have gradually freakier sex with the longer you are together teehee 🤭

he’ll grunt,

“no need to cover yourself up… i just wanna figure out how you all work…”

MORE. NSFW. LAWWWWWWW 👹👹👹

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20 angsty romance prompts part 2

(feel free to use <33 tag me when yall writeeee)

crying in your lover's arms

^ face buried in their chest, while their heart breaks at your every sob :(

"i wish i loved you less." but it is spat at the other person angrily, immediately being regretted after the words leave their mouth.

watching them cry and not knowing what to do (ouch-)

"why do you love me when you know i can't- shouldn't love you back?"

"you messed me up, you fcked me over and what- how dare i? how dare fckn you!"

"i am sorry. i am so so.. so.. sorry. please.. let me go."

"don't you dare do this to me- No! No, no, no, no- nono, hey, please!!"

"... why can't.. anybody see--that... I'm tired?... " (if written write, this wud traumatize me)

"I'm done waiting for you, [name]."

them literally on their knees, "please, please--just please trust me! Why is it so hard for you to believe me once?"

^ "how many times do i have to get hurt by trusting you!!?"

"i am not sorry that i don't love you. I'm sorry that you don't love yourself."

"i loved you, believe me. i did. then you turned into someone else, someone... scary."

"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO KEEP HURTING ME? why--why am i the one.. always losing everything..?"

"listen to me-" "No, no!" "my dear, i swear, that isn't what i meant." "oh yeah? i don't think so. you were pretty loud and clear back there."

"so.. you're just going to.. give up on me." "that is NOT what i meant-" "you're not willing to fight for me either. i think it's pretty clear, [name]."

hands trembling while holding their pale, bloodied face, "k-keep your eyes open, for fucks sake! PLEASE-please please, talk to me."

"promise me you'll be okay, and that you'll keep living. moving on, even without me." "only if you do the same." (this happened irl yall)

"you saved me then killed me all over again."

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short story, NSFW smut, poorly written and poorly revised, but wanted to get it out of drafts.

F!Reader x Trafalgar D. Law

MDNI

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Law found the contrast between the two of you adorable.

In public, you were two opposite sides of the coin. Two halves that imperfectly completed each other. He was quiet, reserved and more serious while you were a little ball of joy and extremely sociable, wherever you went, you could hear your laughter and that of others around you.

Between the walls of his room, things were very different. Your quick jokes and clever humor were replaced by innocent eyes and low moans - contained no matter how much he preferred you to scream. Law lost some of his seriousness when he saw you holding back while he thrust himself into your pussy, collecting all the nectar it produced.

When you were strolling between islands, you always had an unparalleled posture. Your uniform always aligned, every inch perfect. Law didn't get too attached to it, whoever was bothered by his way of dealing with this problem alone.

However, he preferred it when your hair was messy, when the only clothing on your body was a tiny pair of panties that were placed aside. Your knuckles turned white from squeezing hard while your ass was in the air, receiving hard thrusts and slaps from your boyfriend. In these moments Law was thinking about how he could be seen, in this case heard. His throat burned with contained grunts every time you threw your ass against him, trying to intensify his every move even more.

"Fuck, baby." he occasionally blurted out almost inaudibly, his fingers digging into your skin.

Law wasn't normally a person of many words, but he was one of demands. If he needed something he would ask for it and get it. As for you, a smile was enough to melt anyone's heart: friends, salespeople, pirates. Your charming nature meant that you didn't need to beg for anything.

"Do you want to cum, love?" Law asked, sinking against your neck as he slowly thrust into you and felt you contract against him. "Use your words."

"Please Law, let me cum. I'm almost there." your requests sounded desperate and were muffled by his skin. "I need to feel you baby, please fuck me harder, make me cum..."

"Like that?" he intensified and before your moans became uncontrollable, he covered your mouth with one hand. "Come on, don't hold from me. Fucking cum for me, just for me babe. Let me feel you." your eyes filled with tears as he felt you spill into him.

You normally didn't need to beg, just like you didn't need to give in, dance, tease, none of those things seemed interesting to you.

Except, when you found your other half, Law.

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Alligator Tears

completely based on Beyoncé's song alligator tears. Smut, angst with no happy ending.

Crocodile x F! reader

a/n: reptiles, tears and angst. Sorry, irresistible combination.indented dots are song lyrics

MDNI | MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

High tides in the city, I'm in too deep And I'm runnin' on fear Oh, dear, you and your alligator tears Works me over and through

The sound of your heels echoed loudly through the hallway and reached Crocodile's ear before your figure even graced his tired vision. When the door slammed behind you and your lips weren't adorned with a smile, it didn't take much to know that something had made you furious.

"Good evening, I guess." Crocodile allowed himself to relax in the chair, seeing you still looking angry. "What do I owe the visit for?"

"What the hell is this idea of ​​us infiltrating that damn city?"

"It's business, darling." He said cynically, seeing you snort. "I need you to investigate who is behind the latest attack, this could cost me a lot of money."

"As if the tyrant who rules that place wasn't enough, the marine protects every inch of that land." your hands hit the table. "Do you want to kill us all?"

"Miss Honeymoon, I wouldn't take you away from someone so fearful." he laughed, lighting one of several cigars. After a long drag, he offered it to you. "What's so distressing?"

"This suicide mission!" you snapped and saw the man remain motionless, almost oblivious to your concerns. Just the way he looked at you indicated that you didn't have many other options. "I understand, Mr.0, we will be leaving in the morning."

"Hey!" he said louder once you turned your back and were ready to leave. "Lock the door and come back here."

"But…"

"Lock the door." he insisted, putting out his freshly lit cigar. Now, he had other priorities to deal with. As soon as he heard the key click and saw you turn around, he asked. " Come here."

Your heels echoed much softer than the first time he heard it that night. With slow steps - and in his view, sensual - you approached, stopping on the opposite side of the table and crossing your arms. A light laugh passed through him as he noticed that it wasn't long before you pouted.

"Not there." he emphasized, moving the chair he sat in a little further away. "Come here."

Still looking frustrated, you complied. Not that he had many options other than that. After all, besides obeying, being what he needed, what else could you be? This was no time to think about that.

You barely reached it and felt the hand - the one that actually belonged to him - touch your waist and gently pull you until you were sitting on his lap.

"I hate it when you call me that."

"By your name, which you chose yourself." you let a cynical smile escape your lips. "What would you prefer me to call you, Mr.0?"

"My name used to sound much prettier than that when I left here." He touched your lips gently and trying to control your impulses, you had to try hard not to kiss the tips of his fingers.

"I have no reason to please you with this, Mr.0, not now."

"Your luck…" he pulled you, allowing your faces to be millimeters apart. "It's just that I need you in one piece and well for this mission. You deserved a good punishment after this."

"What if I want to be punished?" your voice became low, provocative, the way you knew it would set him off.

"Not today darling." he adjusted your legs so that they were around him. "That doesn't mean you don't deserve some attention."

His hook stuck against your back as his tongue delved into your lips, taking what belonged to him. His hand ran over your skin exposed by the tiny dress, allowing the straps of your dress to slide down and with just a few movements, the expensive fabric became just a puddle on the floor of his room.

His hand went down between your legs, opening your lips and letting two fingers circle your clit, hearing you gasp. The movement of your hips against his hand indicated how much more contact you needed. Your hands, which before were only used to support yourself on the shoulders of the man beneath you, now dug in your nails in an effort to demand contact.

"That's what you needed all this time, wasn't it?" he whispered, giving a small bite to your neck. "You deserve some encouragement before you go on your mission."

His fingers had already found your entrance and enjoyed a rhythmic back and forth. Your gasps were now contained moans, the fear of being discovered by a colleague made the little adventure even more exciting.

"Croc…"

"I'll give you what you want. You've been so good." his wet fingers came out of you and just placed his dick at your entrance. Then, they continued, still wet with your essence, to your lips. Without hesitation, you grabbed the digits, feeling the lust that came from his eyes hit you straight. "Get what you need from me."

"It's too much." you slid down a little, feeling him open you up.

"My girl can handle it, i know you can babygirl" he helped push your hips down

You moved slowly, savoring every inch of him inside you. Your mouth, now without being taken to him, was where the requests for more escaped and at the same time, where the loud moans that you could have made were contained.

It didn't take long for you to briefly lose your support. Crocodile's body, which was sitting, was now standing and placed you on the table, increasing the intensity of each thrust, his fingers were already marking your waist just as the hook was digging into your skin. However, you were too lost to feel any kind of pain.

Soon you felt him fill you. The hot liquid of his cum along with his agile touch on your clit was what you needed to get there. So that huge room above you became just a white blur. Pulling you back to sit on his lap and ignoring his possible grumbles, you lay down against Crocodile's chest. The hand that actually belonged to him slid down your back, causing small goosebumps.

"What scares you so much about going there?" His hoarse voice interrupted your daydreams, his eyes searched yours. "What bothers you so much about this mission?"

"I think you've heard what that tyrant does to anyone who stands up to him." You curled up in his arms, feeling him squeeze you.

"Good thing that won't happen to you, to any of you. I don't have weak people working for me."

"And that's all I am, little lizard, just another worker?" You said in a cynical tone and then his hand pulled your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

"The fact that you call me a little lizard and still alive proves exactly the opposite." He took your lips quickly, wanting to make it clear what he meant - even if it was still difficult to put into words. "I need people I trust in this, so I put you and Daz in this lead."

"I understood." you said in a resigned tone, your eyes downcast. "Can I ask you something?"

"With you like this, naked and on top of me, I believe I could ask for anything in the world." he laughed, seeing you mumble. "What do you need, my honeymoon."

"Sleep with me, just tonight?" You asked and saw him thinking, even so, you decided to insist on your proposal. "We don't know what will happen from tomorrow onwards. This could be my last night here."

"Don't say that kind of nonsense." he became serious again. His hand began to hold your face more firmly, it was as if he read your soul just by the way he looked at you. "Don't you dare get hurt there, or else…" he let the sentence trail off, seeing you smile slightly. "I have some things to finish and then I'll sleep with you."

"That's a great start, little crocodile." You made to get up, but he promptly kept you there.

"Stay here in the meantime. I promise it won't take long."

Without responding, you snuggled against him, your face finding his favorite spot against his skin. While his hand was busy writing, he occasionally rubbed the one with the hook against your skin, this time, almost affectionately, being careful not to make such a strong gesture.

It didn't take long for you to fall asleep there.

Sunrise in the morning, you're all I need All I need is rain or roots get weak Sweet things need time to grow Thinkin' about leavin'? Hell no Squeeze every ounce of love on my body, yeah

It had been a long month since you left on a mission. A long month filled with worry on Crocodile's part. As much as he didn't want to take it on, he knew the mission was risky and he knew everything would work out.

At least that's what he believed until his right-hand man, Daz, walked through the door to his room, haggard and injured.

"Daz, what happened?" he asked, without much patience to know about the bruises that marked his colleague's face. He knew something had gone wrong, it was obvious.

"We were ambushed, we lost a good part of the contingent." the man, ignoring Crocodile's possible complaints, took a small list from his pocket. "A contact of mine was able to tell me who was captured and who died in the attack."

"Anyone interesting?"

Daz started to list but soon the names became a blur in Crocodile's mind. Your name, at the top of the list of losses. His words echoed through such a blur, "This could be my last night here."

"I'm sorry, I don't think I understood." the not so common request left his lips. "That's the list…"

"Of those who died in battle. Some I got to see in person. Miss honeymoon was…"

"You don't need to inform me. She's dead, the way this happened won't change that." the words seemed to weigh tons as they left his mouth. "Go. Get some help for those injuries." Crocodile responded coldly, almost impatient with the delay it took the other to leave.

Feeling the weight of the news fall off his shoulders, Crocodile allowed his body to fall onto the massive chair behind him. You had warned him, hadn't you? All the signs there were clear, except that he ignored them.

At the same time as he didn't want to know what had happened, he wanted to be able to know every detail. Did you suffer a lot? Was Daz sure you were dead?

The immense room was, for the first time, a blur.

His hands felt almost blindly at the false bottom of the drawer closest to him. It didn't take them long to reach the two precious things he kept there, two photos that now only he would know existed.

The first was your naked body, partially lying down, not so exposed. The light was dark in the background and the only thing there was besides you and your thin heels in the image was a glass of wine between your fingers.

The second, however, is the one that affected him the most. Your messy hair, your face wrinkled after a night's sleep, his shirt unbuttoned on your body, Crocodile's arm held you tightly against him - and it was the only thing about the man that appeared in the image. Image of a morning when - the night before - he had lied that he would need you to accompany him on a mission, just to have you in a fancy hotel, to keep you safe in his arms.

Only when he felt something wet touch the tips of his fingers that were holding the photos he realize. The visit he hadn't received in so long and for someone made of sand, it would be almost unthinkable to see that again. After so much time, so many reasons, tears were flowing from him. Perhaps, that was a feeling that had come too late. And maybe, you had left him too soon.

I adore you, your alligator tears

[moonydustx]

[moonydustx]

Hi, I was wondering if you could do Zoro, Ace, Sabo, Luffy, Crocodile, Mihawk, Buggy (Cross guild), Whitebeard, Izou, and Charlotte Katakuri x Reader where They are in a Disney/ Fairy tale Story? (I've been watching Disney lately, and it's living in my Brain-Free.) Also a bonus: They break out in a song number.~

Hi Hi! I think this was the most complicated request I've ever received and to be honest, all my drafts didn't get anywhere that was interesting to read. So, in order not to be left without an answer, but also not to deliver something terrible, I decided to change the format a little (and I really hope you don't hate me for it)

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Even though her father (grandfather in this version) is against all this, our little mermaid wants to find the surface world (again, pirate world) and see all the wonders that await him. You'll make different friends along the way and, above all, collect incredible things like a certain hat along the way.

Luffy

Our Beauty and the Beast story is a little more troubled here. Instead of a beast cursed by the witch, we just have an evil-looking and somewhat threatening man who still hasn't found a reason to let anyone get close to him. When the right person arrives, he will definitely become someone lovable - even if it involves some fights, wars and everything that can prevent anyone from interfering in the lives of the two of you.

Crocodile, Katakuri

Living the best life, without growing up, without responsibilities, just him and his people living happily in Neverland and disturbing the life of the pirate who passes by. Despite trying to bring our beloved Peter Pan to the real world, you would ultimately understand that Neverland is the place made for him to be free.

Buggy

I know, I know it's not exactly a fairy tale. But, our beloved Puss in Boots would be just as stubborn, adventurous and showy as this one. His sword would be the sharpest and most agile of all the kingdoms, apart from all the flame that only he has.

Mihawk

Bonus point: in a universe where Cross Guid is made up of enemies and we are in fairy tales/animations, Crocodile would be the wolf in the second film.

This one would be Sleeping Beauty, I don't think we even need to explain why. However, this sleeping beauty here chose to sleep for days straight after being in battle and when you tried to wake him up in a kind way - aka, the kiss of love - he hated it, after all, he was in the best part of sleep.

Zoro (and I'd include Buggy here too, I can see him grumbling about it).

The world was just a small view of the tower his mother trapped him in and of course, his mother knows better. Until he found himself being saved by someone fearless, brave (a bit of a scoundrel) who took him from his cruel mother's clutches and took him to explore the world - and that includes the nearest bakery.

Charlotte Katakuri, Sabo (I mean, his parents were pretty shitty)

He would definitely be Mufasa and he would make us suffer terribly with his loss, but he would have been a great father. (and you can't tell me that Ace wouldn't be the son with the chaotic and adventurous spirit also known as Simba)

Whitebeard

Bonus:

He would have to put up with you singing Let It Go in any situation, but he probably wouldn't get angry about it. Except when you were in a more intimate moment and you said that the cold wouldn't bother you anyway (and of course, he would create little ice drawings for you in the winter)

Aokiji

We also have Snow White: dreamy, kind, fearless too. Instead of seven dwarves, he has loyal companions. Some are more serious and angry, but ready to help our Snow White here and other cute and funny eaters.

Shanks (and yes Benn Beckman is our angry one in this one) ---

a/n: ok, I had more fun writing this than I thought I would

[moonydustx]

stuck in a loop: closing requests to focus on those that are pending and focusing on work in these two weeks, but becoming obsessed with delivering what is pending and not being able to create a story and not being able to work properly because I get frustrated because I can't write .