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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Hey! Could I request some fluff with Sirius please?

I was thinking of something a bit too specific like, Sirius not admitting he likes an oblivious! Reader, but still getting jealous of people around them?

Bonus points if the other boys keep pestering Sirius saying things like " thank the heavens you don't have a crush, huh?"

Thank you!

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ sirius black x reader ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

sirius isn’t jealous, he swears

1k words

a/n: thank you for requesting angel!!

The third time Glenn Pots touches your arm, not that Sirius is counting, Sirius’ nails have almost drawn blood. He squeezes his fists tightly, grateful that he was no longer holding a glass cup, as it would’ve surely broken.

Sirius leans back in the arm chair, propping his feet up on the coffee table, the picture of casualness. Around him, people danced and cheered and retold the Quidditch game that had ended less than an hour ago, the Gryffindors leaving victorious. Normally, he’d be in the mood for this; he might’ve sung along with the music with James or bothered Remus. More importantly, he might’ve gotten to talk to you.

The thought makes him glance back over at you, sitting on the loveseat in the corner, Glenn Pots leaning into your side. You’re smiling at him, a small one, but still. Before he can fret any more, someone places themselves on the arm of Sirius’ chair, fully blocking the view. This particular person, one with wild hair and crooked glasses, looks like he’s up to no good.

“You alright, Pads?” James asks, his eyes saying that he already knows what’s wrong. “Looking particularly sulky tonight.”

Sirius waves a hand, trying to subtly position himself so he can still see you around James’ body. “Fine. Headache, is all.”

James’ smile grows impossible wider, glasses slipping down the slope of his nose as he looks down at him. “Hm. Is it, perhaps, one in the shape of a Mr. Pots?”

Sirius turns his glare up to James, squinting at his best friend. Whenever James knows that Sirius is one of his moods, all of his smiles look satisfying enough to punch. If they weren’t friends, and at a party, he might’ve done just that. Instead, he shoves James’ legs off of his lap.

He laughs and catches himself before he could fall to the floor. “You know,” he continues, positioning himself back on the arm, “you could just talk to her. Crazy idea, I know.”

“And why would I do that?” It’s hard to keep the bite out of his voice, but he doesn’t worry about hurting James’ feelings. He knows that Sirius isn’t mad at him; mad at the universe and Pots, yes. Never James, though.

“Sirius, you’re staring.”

From James’ new seat, he can just see Pots. Even from across the room, the way he is looking at you makes him uncomfortable and angry all at once. Like you are something shiny behind a glass case and he has to have you.

“I’m not jealous, James,” Sirius says, far too defensively for that to be true. “I just think that he has a weird laugh. Not like she seems very happy with him anyway.”

James glances over his shoulder at you, pushing his hair back with a rough hand. When he turns back, he wiggles his eyebrows. “Maybe you can go save her. The whole knight-in-shining armor thing. Girls love that, I’ve heard.”

“Oh yeah?” Sirius asks, half listening. He watches as Pots leans closer to tell you something. “And how’s that working out for you?”

When James doesn’t immediately respond, Sirius looks up at him in surprise. “Sorry,” he amends quickly. “Jesus, sorry. I’m a dick.”

James’ smile doesn’t waver, and he dismisses him with a hand as he stands from the chair. “It’s fine, Pads. I know you are just a grumpy bastard in love.”

Sirius groans, leaning his head back against the chair cushion. “I am not in love.”

From the corner of his eye, he can see James rolling his eyes, already turning toward the drink table. “Go talk to her, mate.” His voice is stern, like he’s giving an order. He’s gone before Sirius can say anything else, swallowed in the sea of bodies.

Sirius sighs softly, tucking the longer strands of his dark hair behind his ears. Taking a peek at you, he sees that you’re still there. You look exceptionally beautiful tonight, in his (and Pots’, but he ignores this,) opinion. You’ve done something different with your hair that eases the pain of anger in Sirius’ chest, bit by bit.

Without another doubt, he stands, making his way toward you, dodging dancing and cheering bodies. He’s about halfway there when you glance up, meeting his eyes. Jesus, he’s never met someone who makes him feel this nervous.

“Can I steal you?” he asks once in talking distance. You’re standing before he can even finish asking, forgoing the drink you were cradling in your hands on the nearest table. Saying a quick goodbye to Pots, you come up to his side with already-flushed cheeks. Sirius pretends to not notice the daggers being shot in the back of his head as he steers you away, one hand between your shoulder blades.

He feels more like himself with every step away from that loser. “Hello, gorgeous. Are you having fun?”

You look up at him with a smile that makes Sirius forget how to breathe. “I am now,” you say. Your voice is quieter than the music, but he hears you just fine. He guides you to an unoccupied couch, your thighs brushing against his as you sit. You’re so close that Sirius can smell your perfume and the way your lashes flutter as you look over at him.

He clears his throat, resting a forearm on the back of the couch, upper body angled toward you. “So… Glenn seemed chatty.”

You let out a giggle before saying, “He was. Mostly about himself.”

Sirius doesn’t bother stopping his eye roll. “What a tosser. Should’ve found someone else to talk to, love.”

You meet his eyes. “I wanted to, but he was with someone else.”

A coil of dread unravels somewhere within Sirius. His voice is low when he asks, “Who?”

Your smile widens, like you know something he doesn’t. “You, you idiot.”

He is stunned into silence for a moment, rare for him. Heat rushes up the side of his neck to the tips of his ears. “Me?”

You let out another soft laugh as you shift, mirroring his sitting position. “Yeah, you. I thought you were avoiding me.”

He shakes his head, collecting himself as tendrils of hair slip out of place. “Not at all. Too busy being an idiot, apparently.”

Your smile grows, as does his uncharacteristic nervousness. It’s hard not to tease him, just a little. “Aw, you’re too pretty to be an idiot.”

His laugh hits your ears, even louder than the music. Prettier too.

criticism is welcome as long as it’s kind ✮⋆˙

i’m very new to writing ✮⋆˙

#sirius black x reader

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The two times Sirius realised he was falling for you, and the one time he realised he was in love with you (Sirius Black x Reader)

Requested by anon

Summary: As the title says.

Word count: 1k

A/N: I changed the request slightly but I hope you like it. Also if you have any other Sirius requests or requests for any character please send them in.

The first time that Sirius realised he was falling for you was noticing the way you took care of everyone in the Order. The way you doted on every one. The way you helped Molly cook dinners. The way you looked after him and Harry especially.

Always making sure he ate. Keeping him company when he wasn’t able to leave Grimmauld place for months.

“Thank you for being here with me recently Y/N.” Sirius said as you were sat with him in the kitchen.

Recently it had only been the two of you and Kreacher in the house. If he had been left alone with Kreacher he would be losing his mind right about now.

“You don’t have to thank me Sirius. That’s what friends are for.” You said.

Those words felt like a knife in his heart.

“Well you’ve looked after me for a long time now. Even before we came here and reformed the Order.”

“Yeah well Harry said how much you needed help. And I’ve always been the kind of person that will help anyone in need.” You admitted.

“Even then you didn’t know me yet you still looked after me.”

“Well I trust Harry and when he said you were a good person I couldn’t say no to him. And look now we are friends. And freinds look after each other. You’ve got to realise you take care of me as much as I take care of you Sirius.”

“Yeah but it’s different.”

“I wouldn’t say so.”

The second time Sirius realised he was falling for you, was that Christmas.

Every one was over for the holidays. The Weasleys, Harry, Hermione, and Remus.

Molly had hung up some mistletoe hoping that you and Sirius would both get caught under it together. She had noticed the way you looked at each other but knew you were both too stubborn to admit your feelings from one another. However Molly’s plan went awry.

You did get caught under the mistletoe, but not with Sirius. With his best friend Remus.

Seeing the scene unfold in front of his eyes he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

How you noticed that you had got caught under the mistletoe with Remus. How you blush and both chuckled. And how you stood there just watching each other.

Then Arthur piped up and said “come on you know the rules.” He said pointing up at the mistletoe.

So Remus kissed you. Just a peck but it was enough to get Sirius’ blood boiling. He stormed out of the room and up to his bedroom.

Noticing that something was wrong you excused yourself and went to look for Sirius.

At first you knocked on his bedroom door but he didn’t respond so you barged in.

“You can’t just barge in here, I could have been naked” He said glaring at you.

“You’re funny Sirius. As if you’d just hang around being naked knowing Harry or one of the other kids could come and check on you.” You responded closing the door behind you.

Making your way to the bed you sat down next to him.

“What’s crawled up your ass and died?” You asked.

“Nothing.” He lied.

“Come on Sirius you don’t fool me.”

“You and Remus seemed close.” He spat.

“Do I detect a hint of jealousy Black.” You teased.

“Jealous of you and him. No. If you want to be together go for it. I don’t care.”

“Don’t lie to me. It could have easily been me and you under that mistletoe.”

“Yeah and as if you’d kiss me. Clearly you have a thing for Remus. “

“Oh for Merlin’s sake Black. Do you want me to prove it to you?”

“I don’t want you to prove anything to me. Especially when I know you’re lying.” He said, but it was already too late.

You had already waved your wand and conjured some mistletoe above the two of you. As he finished his sentence you smashed your lips against his.

The kiss was passionate. And heated. Everything the kiss with Remus wasn’t.

“Told you.” You pointed up at the mistletoe.

“Next time make sure it’s me and you caught under the mistletoe.” You said before leaving him stunned.

The third time he realised he had feelings for you, or rather the time he realised he was in love with you was the night at the Ministry.

Snape had sent word that Harry had seen visions of Voldemort torturing Sirius. Obviously you knew that these visions were false so you and the rest of the Order apparated to the Ministry to save Harry and the rest of his friends.

You were fighting the death eaters when you noticed Sirius’ deranged cousin pointing her wand at him. You had a feeling you knew what was about to happen. Before she could utter the words you disarmed her and then sent a powerful spell her way sending her flying.

Arriving back at Grimmauld place after the fight at the ministry you ran over and enveloped Sirius in a hug.

“What’s that for?” He asked. Looking at you with a smirk on his face.

“You’re welcome by the way.” You replied.

“What for?” He asked confused.

“That cousin of yours was about to kill you. Thanks to me you’re still alive.”

“How do you know?” He asked.

“She was pointing her wand at you, and she had that crazy look in her eyes, and a massive smirk on her face. I just knew. If I didn’t act fast you’d be dead.”

“I know darling. I’m just teasing. I saw the whole thing. You were amazing. And I’m surprised you saved me.”

“You think I would let you die. After everything I’ve done for you Sirius. You really think I’d let that happen?”

“Of course not. I knew you loved me though.”

“Shut up Black.” You said blushing.

“Don’t worry darling. Because I love you too.” He said grabbing you by your waist and pulling you against him.

“I’ve tried denying my feelings for you. But after you saved me I realised life is too short. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” He said before kissing you.

“About time.” You heard Remus say. Causing you, Sirius and the rest of the Order to laugh.

#sirius black x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Hello!

I would like to attend the party! Could I request 🍾 with prompt 13: sleeping in S/O shoulder, with Sirius, please!

Thank you and I hope you enjoy the party!

Omg I’m obsessed with this ask! Love, love, love! Hope it lives up to your standards <3

Boyfriends Make the Best Pillows

Sirius Black x gn!reader

WC: 1.1k

CW: mention of alcohol? Sickeningly sweet fluff

Summary: You’re really, really tired, and your boyfriend is looking like a really nice pillow.

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You’d promised Sirius you’d go out tonight with him and his friends to the pub just around the corner from your shared flat. Now, however, you’re starting to regret that decision wholeheartedly. The day had been long. Not bad, so to speak, just…. well… your boss at the ministry was an idiot, and had had you running all over the entire building to meet with people and smooth the feathers he had ultimately ruffled.

All you really wanted to do was stay in with your boyfriend, change into one of his shirts and boxers, and order take out. Instead, when you’d walked in the door, Sirius was already dressed for the occasion, donning combat boots, a leather jacket and one of his favorite band tees.

The searing kiss he gave you didn’t help either, and had only made you melt into him, your tired bones seeking your lover’s embrace.

But you’d promised, and you couldn’t imagine breaking that promise. He’d try to hide his disappointment, but you’d know how he felt all the same. So, you’d trudged upstairs and changed, throwing on some going-out jeans and one of Sirius’ cooler shirts, so you could be at least sort of semi-comfy.

That brings you to now, tucked into a sticky corner booth, Sirius’ hand on your thigh as he tells a story animatedly to Remus, James, and Peter. You and Lily, who James brought along, have been chatting intermittently, but you can tell your best friend is just as tired as you. The beer you’ve been nursing isn’t helping your cause, its heat warming your insides and weighing down your weary limbs.

Your boyfriend must say something funny, because everyone at the table busts out laughing loudly. It causes you to jump, bringing you back to reality.

James wipes at his eyes, tears of laughter streaming down his face, “Merlin, Pads, that was brilliant. You’re brilliant! I wish I could’ve seen Malfoy’s face.”

You have no clue what they’re talking about, but you chuckle too, nodding along with the group.

“Another round of drinks, on me,” James offers, and the boys cheer in unison. Peter gets up to help him and Remus turns to Lily to ask her something. That leaves Sirius’ attention on you.

He beams down at you, his lovely gray eyes sparkling with amusement and fondness. They soften when they catch your gaze and he leans in, pressing a kiss to your hairline. Your eyes flutter shut.

“You having fun, lovely?” Sirius murmurs into your ear, nudging his nose against your cheek.

His hot breath sends shivers down your spine but you nod, “yeah baby, I am.”

He kisses behind your ear, “you sure? You’ve been awfully quiet all night.”

You squeeze his bicep reassuringly, “I promise. I’m just tired. Had a long day at work.”

Your boyfriend pouts at you, brows creasing in worry, “awe darling, I’m sorry. Is that bastard of a boss mistreating you again? I swear I’ll-“

You laugh softly and cut him off with a quick peck to the lips, “he was just being an idiot, nothing I can’t handle.”

Still, Sirius notices the exhaustion in your gaze, and he traces his thumbs over the shadows under your eyes, “you do look tired, lovely. Why didn’t you tell me? We could’ve stayed home.”

You shake your head insistently, “you’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. I know you don’t see the boys as often as you’d like, and I wasn’t gonna let my tiredness ruin that.”

A part of you expects him to argue, but he doesn’t. Instead, he just places a long, lingering kiss to your forehead, deep affection shining in his eyes, “thank you, my love. I’ll pamper you all day tomorrow to make up for it.”

He kisses you softly on the lips and you melt into him, his strong arm tucking you into his side further.

James returns with the drinks and you accept yours gratefully, even though you don’t really want it.

Their banter and loud laughter continues while you sip on your drink quietly, interjecting with occasional thoughts so no one feels as if you’re entirely ignoring them. But, sooner rather than later, the exhaustion and booze get to you. Your head sinks onto Sirius’ shoulder, which looks extra comfortable right now, and your eyes flutter shut as you’re lulled into a light sleep.

No one notices right away that you’ve fallen asleep. It’s only about ten minutes later when Peter’s eyes shift to ask you a question that he sees the state you’re in. A smirk grows on his face and he nods to Sirius. Your boyfriend looks down at you and his gray eyes soften into a warm, gooey puddle. He kisses the top of your head and smiles, “I think that’s my cue, lads.”

Remus snorts, but his amusement and teasing is all fond, “Oi, Pads, you’ve become whipped. You used to never go home until it was at least past 2am. Now, it’s not yet half past eleven and you’re packing up.”

Sirius knows he’s whipped, and he’s not in the least bit ashamed. You’ve softened him, sure, and he’s much better because of it. He strokes your hair, gently nudging you awake.

Your sleepy eyes blink up at him and his heart melts, “hi, lovely. You fell asleep. Let’s get you home, okay?”

You nod, cheek rubbing up and down his leather jacket as you do, “okay.”

He gets up and coaxes you out of the warm corner, his friends sharing knowing glances as they watch their most emotionally-stunted friend fawn over you so lovingly. Sirius slips his jacket over your shoulders and puts his arm around your waist. Your boyfriend exchanges goodbyes for the both of you and then guides you off into the night.

It’s a little chilly out and you whine, cuddling closer to Sirius.

He chuckles and squeezes you tighter, “we’ll be home so soon lovely, and you can go straight to bed.”

All you can do is nod, and the rest of the walk is silent until you reach your flat and Sirius unlocks the door. He guides you to bed, hands finding a firm grip on your waist as he sits you down and unties your shoes. Your pants are the next to go and he places soft kisses on both your knees, making you smile sleepily. He pulls off your (his) shirt and slips on your sleep shirt.

Sirius pats your hip, “there you go, baby, all ready for bed.”

It’s the best news you’ve heard all night, and you’re so grateful to be horizontal. Sirius takes off his own clothes and turns off the light, spooning you from behind. He kisses your hairline and strokes soothing patterns across your bare arm.

You’re already half asleep, but you do manage to slur one thing, “sorry I ruined your evening.”

His heart twinges and he tugs you closer, “shhh sweetheart, you didn’t ruin anything. Any night with you is a perfect one. Get some rest now, I love you.”

And you drift off instantly.

#sirius black x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Could you write something for having a deep conversation with Sirius about your future plans, like marriage, kids, etc. just something reallyyy fluffy? Maybe they’re cuddling in bed ready for sleep but they’ve been sidetracked by this conversation🥺

“I don’t see why we don’t sleep in my bed. It’s much more comfortable.” Sirius complains quietly, pressing himself further against your back in an effort to move away from the spring that’s incessantly poking into his side.

“We’ve discussed this.” You reply with a grimace, envisioning the—ahem—decor in Sirius’s childhood bedroom. “I don’t like strange, half-naked women being the last thing I see before closing my eyes at night.”

“I don’t think it’s so bad.” He muses after a moment of thought.

“I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.” You state dryly, closing your eyes. “Goodnight.”

“I’m joking.” Sirius says into your ear, and you can practically hear the smile in his voice. “I’d take them all down if I could.”

“I’m sure.” You open your eyes long enough just to roll them.

“I mean it.” He states, this time with a tone of finality. “I hung them up as an act of defiance; I certainly didn’t have the foresight of knowing I’d be a grown man still sleeping in there with my future wife.”

Your eyes snap open at his particular word usage. Your eyebrows raise and you ask to confirm what you thought you’d just heard. “You, um—your future wife?”

“Well… yes.” Sirius chuckles, finding amusement in how surprised you seem to be. “You don’t agree?”

“Yes!” You blurt too quickly, then clear your throat as you try to recover from the embarrassment of sounding too excited. You make an effort to speak more slowly. “I mean of course. We’d just—ah, well—we’d never discussed it.”

“My apologies for not being more clear, then.” He smiles. It’s rare to see you flustered, and it’s flattering to see you jump at the idea of being together forever with him.

A comfortable silence follows as you digest the information.

Sirius wants to marry you someday. Considering the state of everything at the moment, you assume it’ll be someday far off, but someday.

“Kids?” You ask quietly, unsure if he’d fallen asleep.

“However many you’d be willing to give me, darling.” Sirius answers without any hesitation, leaning forward and kissing your head.

#sirius black x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Hello!

Could I request the first time Ace, Law and Zoro get a kiss on the cheek from the crush?

Maybe reader just went away after ?

Thank you !

A Kiss on the Cheek

hi there! thanks for the request, this was such a cute prompt and so different from the angst I usually end up writing (:

Masterlist

♤ Ace ♤

The Second Division Commander held a certain level of cockiness that his crew has lovingly grown to ignore. Everyone was aware that Ace was too good of a guy to focus on the occasional attitude, and some were aware of the facade that this actually was.

You fell into the latter of the mix.

So when Ace returns from a month long mission, greasy hair and dirty skin, presenting you with a particular item that you had been searching for at any and all stops along the grand line, there was an expected level of smugness about him. Ace grins at you as he holds out the bag, watching close as you inspect it, a smile breaking out on your face.

“Ace, this is amazing, where did you find it?”

And of course, you’re met with a long winded tale that a few of the others join in on listening to. But Ace can never stop himself from teasing you, akin to the little boy on a playground, pulling on his crush’s pigtails. Along the way, he throws in a few teasing jabs about how desperate you were for this particular item. About how unlucky you have been. About how he saved you from a life long search.

“Looks like Ace is fishing for some kinda reward.” Marco smirks, nudging your arm.

“Nah, nothing like that.” Ace tips his head back with a laugh. Though you don’t miss the playful look he first throws you. “Maybe some recognition.”

“Or a pat on the back.” Thatch teases.

“Maybe even a kiss on the cheek.” Marco adds on with a sly grin.

Ace flushes at this, coughing as he tries to fumble a retort to all their teasing. The script flipped far too fast for his liking. “No, I just-“

“Oh, maybe you guys are right.” There’s a teasing smile on your lips. “Ace did save me from, what was it, decades of searching?”

“I believe it was a life long search.” Izou corrects.

You snap your fingers to point at him, “Right. Life long.”

Ace nervously rubs the back of his neck, the facade effectively shattered by the other commanders. “You know i’m just messing around with you-“

But you step forwards before Ace can even realize, one hand cupping his jaw while you plant your lips on his cheek. Ace freezes up at this, feeling his body burning hotter than the inferno he already is, as the commanders around him howl with laughter.

He can pick up your giggles among this, even as you fade from the crowd and simply waltz away. Leaving him with a fluttering in his chest and red ears. Your eyes lock as you spare him a glance over your shoulder, your playful smile pulling a bashful grin to his lips.

And this sparks a whole new round of teasing the young Commander.

࿔ Law ࿔

“What’s for lunch!” A loud voice echoes through the walls of the polar tang as crew members begin to file into the kitchen, crowding around the table with bright grins and high energy. Law follows along with the pack, eyes cast around the kitchen to land on your form working to finalize something on a large tray.

“Sandwiches!” Your bright voice booms as you carry a platter over and place it in the middle of the table.

Your bright and cheery tone was something that could always lighten Law’s mood, but his nose scrunches at the food being served. He should be thankful for your generosity, always providing for his crew and catering to everyone’s individual needs, but that alone meant that you should already know. Did Law mean that little to you? Using the one food that he loathed? A pang of hurt runs through him at the very thought.

“Oh, stop sulking, Captain.” You bump the man’s shoulder as you trail back to the kitchen to gather up something else.

Law attempts to steel his face as he follows right behind you. “You, uh, you know that-“

“That you don’t like bread. That you loathe it actually. It’s a hate crime to your taste buds.” You offer with a cheeky grin, leaning against the counter beside of him, tilting in a little bit closer to him than necessary. If it was anyone else, Law would have certainly protested how close you were. “Course I know that, Cap.” A shiver shoots down Law’s spine at those words so close to his ear. “But the bread was about to go bad and I don’t like wasting food.”

He attempted to bite his tongue and hold back his protests. “So what am I-“

“Mind helping out?” You’re moving away before he can protest further. And as you look back over your shoulder at him, you’re able to see the Surgeon of Death himself pouting at you. Holding back your smile requires great effort as you nod your head in effort to call him over.

With a huff, Law moves over to your side to grab a tray of the dreaded lunch. Instead, what you offer out to him is a small plate of three onigiri, perfectly prepared. Your eyebrows are raised as you hold the plate out to him and that annoyingly cute smile is on your face.

“There’s your lunch, Captain, specially made.”

Law hesitantly takes it from your hand with greater difficulty meeting your eye than he would like to admit. He can feel the heat creeping up his collar under your watchful eye and nervously tugs at his hat to cover more of his face.

“Now, stop pouting at me, or your crew might just think you have a soft spot.” And with that teasing tone in your voice, you move to walk past him, stopping only briefly to brush your lips over his already blushing cheeks. “And don’t forget that I’m here to take care of ya, Law.”

His entire body bristles as you waltz back to the crew with another tray in hand. He is thankful that they were all preoccupied by the meal you so thoughtful prepared for them and completely unaware of the flood of emotions evident on Law’s flushed face. As his eyes fall to the plate in hand, warmth floods through his entire being and he is almost certain his heart skipped a beat.

You were certainly going to be the death of your Captain.

ᯤ Zoro ᯤ

The attack absolutely would have killed you. The distance. The power. The injuries you have already sustained. Had they made contact, you would have died.

But then he appeared out of nowhere.

There wasn’t time to strike before the blow was dealt. He coughed up blood, took a deep breath, and then he moved to take them out. No thoughts behind the action. Just pure rage. Far more aggressive than the man usually was in such a fight.

Now, you both sit collapsed against the railing of the Sunny. Sweaty and beat up, but alive.

“Zoro.” You mumble, unsure if the man was still awake by your side. He grunts in response, eyes closed and hand resting over his swords. “You didn’t have to do that, you know?”

“Do what?”

“Take the hit.” Your focus is solely on a loose string on your pants, pinching at it to avoid looking in his direction. “I could have…” Words trail off. “I would have been okay in the end.”

Zoro is quiet for a long, lingering moment. “I didn’t want to take the chance.”

“I’m strong, Zoro, I can handle-“

“I don’t care.” The man huffs out, eye opening to level on you. To an outsider, there was an angered heat in his gaze, but you knew better. This particular look actually held a certain softness that was entirely rare. “Until I get strong enough to stop an attack like that, I’ll take it every time to make sure…” He trails off, the determination dying on his tongue. “To make sure the crew is safe.”

“The crew.” You echo quietly.

“Yeah, well.” Zoro mutters as his eye closes, head falling back against the railings. “You should still go to Chopper, you took a beating.”

“I’m okay.”

“You’re-“ Zoro bites his tongue at your stubbornness. He certainly believed you should be checked out, but he knew that this sentiment would only be thrown back into his face. Yet he couldn’t help but worry about you. “Fine, then just get some rest.”

You hum lowly, “Fine. I’ll go rest.”

Zoro hears movement from his side, believing this to be your retreating form, until he senses your presence closing in on him. His eye snaps open just in time to catch you leaning in to press your lips to his grimy cheek. Soft. Delicate. Warmth blooming in his chest.

His breath catches in his throat at the fleeting moment and before he can even process what had just happened, you were gone. Zoro clenched his jaw in an effort to stamp down the smile that threatens to break out.

A simple confirmation. He would always take the hit for you.

#roronoa zoro x reader #portgas d ace x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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HELLO! im your new follower, Can you make headcanons where Luffy's big sister,with Ace, Luffy and Saboy grow up together in the same place???? By the way, Ace is loving(romantically)us.

HELLO!! Absolutely, that sounds like a wonderful idea!

(To be honest, I’ve been working on a long-fic outside of tumblr with a similar premise. So needless to say, when I saw your request, I got *very* excited)

Hope you enjoy!

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Family of Four

Portgas D Ace x F!Reader (ASL + 1)

Family Dynamic:

Luffy’s big sister Y/N was always the older, more responsible one in the group.

While Luffy was energetic and carefree, Y/N kept a careful eye on her little brother, making sure he didn’t get into too much trouble.

She was the one who bandaged his scraped knees after his wild adventures, and Luffy always admired her for it.

Ace’s Protective Nature:

Ace’s feelings for Y/N developed slowly but surely as they spent more time together.

At first, he was protective of her like he was with Luffy, but as they grew older, he realized he cared for her in a different way.

Ace often took every chance he could to be close to her, whether it was helping her out when she was overwhelmed or simply sharing quiet moments watching the sunset together.

He would sometimes catch himself getting flustered around her, especially when she smiled at him.

Luffy’s Bluntness:

Luffy, as usual, is oblivious to the feelings between Ace and Y/N.

He’s just happy that his sister is always there to look after him, and he loves seeing Ace around because it means more people to enjoy food and adventures with.

One of his favorite things to do was drag everyone into his latest schemes, even if it meant putting Ace and Y/N in awkward situations together.

He might even jokingly tease Ace about his “secret crush” on Y/N, though Ace would always deny it, blushing furiously.

Sabo’s Quiet Support:

Sabo, being the more observant and level-headed one, notices the growing closeness between Ace and Y/N.

He’s quietly supportive of their budding romance, but he also knows when to step in to give them space.

He’d always be the one to provide a listening ear when either of them had issues with the other, offering advice or just a distraction with some playful banter.

He always had Y/N’s back, whether it was against the rowdy boys or simply encouraging her to follow her heart.

Sibling Bonds:

Growing up in a rougher environment, the bond between the four of them was tight.

They were each other’s family, and even when things got tough, they stuck together.

Y/N was the glue that held everyone together.

When the group faced tough times, like being chased by bounty hunters or navigating dangerous situations, she was the one who kept everyone calm and made decisions.

Ace would sometimes sneak glances at her as she took charge, admiring her strength and leadership.

Ace’s Romantic Gestures:

Ace’s feelings for Y/N were subtle at first.

He would give her small gifts, like flowers or trinkets he found on his travels, and sometimes he would surprise her with her favorite food.

Despite his usual laid-back demeanor, when it came to Y/N, he was incredibly thoughtful.

He’d even try to get Luffy to distract her so he could prepare little surprises for her, though Luffy always spoiled the surprise by being too excited and blurting everything out.

Y/N’s Conflicted Heart:

Y/N, while caring deeply for Ace, was always unsure about her own feelings.

She was aware of Ace’s affection for her but didn’t want to jeopardize their close-knit family bond.

She was worried that if they pursued a romantic relationship, it might complicate everything.

But as time went on, she couldn’t ignore the flutter in her chest when Ace smiled at her or when he supported her in ways no one else did.

Still, she kept her feelings hidden, not wanting to be the one to change the dynamics of their group.

Luffy’s Unintentional Matchmaking:

As always, Luffy’s obliviousness to romance was a blessing and a curse.

He unintentionally became a matchmaker for Ace and Y/N, dragging the two of them into situations where they’d have to confront their feelings.

Whether it was setting up an impromptu “date” where the three boys went on a ridiculous adventure so Y/N and Ace could talk alone or teasing them about their closeness, Luffy’s carefree nature brought them together even if they weren’t ready.

Family Adventure Time:

The four of them would often go on spontaneous adventures, exploring islands and taking on challenges together.

Y/N would act as the navigator while Ace, Sabo, and Luffy would bring their strengths to the group.

These adventures would strengthen their bond, and it was during these trips that Ace’s romantic feelings for Y/N became more evident.

There were quiet moments, just the two of them under the stars, where Ace would finally open up to Y/N, asking her to join him in a life full of adventure and love.

Happy Ending:

Eventually, after many adventures, Y/N begins to reciprocate Ace’s feelings.

They finally have a heart-to-heart conversation, where Ace admits how much he loves her.

Y/N, though nervous, admits that she’s always had a special place in her heart for him, but she was afraid of changing things.

With a kiss under the moonlight, the two of them take the first step toward a deeper relationship, while Luffy and Sabo cheer them on in their own goofy, supportive way.

#portgas ace x reader #one piece x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Hi! Hope you have a nice day. If it's okay with you, may i request something for the charming firefly, ace?

Something like ace is vv oblivious to the reader's flirting, just thinking everything just a coincidence, like their seat on the dining table are next to each other, or when he's thirsty or hungry, the reader will always have a drink or snack/food ready. While actually it's happening because of the reader and their observations.

Sorry if it's too long, thanks for your time for reading this! (Completely okay if you're not ok with writing this, i just wanna say thank you)

a/n: wahh! thiss is soo cutee! hope u like thiss ><

Clueless Hearts and Full Plates

Ace doesn’t realize the reader’s affection is behind every perfect coincidence—until one finally clicks.

Ace X gn! reader

tags: fluff, sfw, flirting, ooc, ace being oblivious

a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe

word count: 1.1k

masterlist | ko-fi

: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊

It was always a coincidence.

At least, that’s what Ace thought.

Every meal, every shared moment, every little “accident” that placed you beside him was chalked up to fate, luck, or the universe just being weirdly nice to him that day.

Like this morning.

The Moby Dick rocked gently with the waves, and the crew had begun their daily scramble to the galley. Ace, still half-asleep with bedhead and one sandal barely on, made his way to the table. As usual, the crew’s chatter filled the room with the kind of loud, familial chaos only the Whitebeard Pirates could manage.

And, also as usual, the seat beside you was the only one open.

“Hey,” Ace greeted, plopping down with a yawn and no suspicion.

“Morning,” you replied, already pushing a glass of orange juice in his direction without a second thought.

He blinked. “Whoa, you read my mind. I was just thinking I was thirsty.”

You smiled. “Coincidence, I guess.”

Ace grinned, utterly unaware of how long you’d been keeping track of the way he always reached for juice in the morning, never coffee, never water. Just juice. Always.

After a minute, he added, “Also kinda hungry… I forgot to grab a roll or somethin’.”

You wordlessly slid a small plate of warm bread and butter closer to him.

He gasped, delighted. “Seriously, you’re magic! You always have just what I need!”

You bit your lip to hide the fond curve of your smile. “Lucky timing, huh?”

Lucky timing.

That’s what he called it the other day when he tripped coming down the deck stairs and nearly face-planted—only to find your hand catching him in time. It’s what he called it when he accidentally left his hat on the upper deck and you “just so happened” to come by with it a few minutes later.

You didn’t mind. Not really.

It was kind of… endearing. In an Ace-way. He wasn't cold or careless—he just genuinely didn’t see it. The thought that you might be observing him, remembering the things he liked, and subtly trying to show him how much you cared? It never even crossed his mind.

You watched as he messily buttered a piece of bread, crumbs falling on the table. He looked content, humming a tune and swinging his feet like a child in a giant’s chair. And when he caught you watching, he gave you a bright smile—one so open and warm it made your stomach flutter.

“Y’know,” he mumbled around a bite, “you’re always around. It’s kinda nice.”

“Kinda?” you teased.

He nodded, mouth still full. “Mm-hmm. Like, comfy.”

The word hit somewhere soft in your chest. He didn’t even realize he was flirting back.

Later that day, a few of the crew were setting up for poker in the corner, but you were more interested in the commotion coming from the training area. You leaned against the railing, watching Ace spar with Marco. He was shirtless, flames licking at his fingertips as he dodged and laughed, clearly having fun.

Your gaze lingered on him. How could it not? He was strong, fast, alive with every movement.

And when he collapsed on the deck in dramatic defeat—Marco having pinned him with a blue-flamed armbar—he wheezed out, “Water… I need water…”

By the time Marco released him, you were already at his side, bottle in hand.

“Holy crap,” Ace said between breaths. “You’re, like… everywhere.”

“I told you,” you said casually, helping him sit up. “Lucky timing.”

He chuckled, leaning back on his palms and chugging half the bottle. “At this point, I’m starting to think you’re my guardian angel or something.”

You raised a brow. “You think your guardian angel would watch you get elbowed into the deck before offering water?”

Ace grinned. “Gotta build character, right?”

You rolled your eyes, but your chest was warm with something fond and frustrating. How could he be so oblivious?

The truth was, you noticed everything about him. The way he only got grumpy when he was too hot or too tired. How he always tried to hide his hiccups when he laughed too hard. How he made sure the youngest crewmates never felt left out during meals, even if it meant giving them the last piece of meat on his plate.

You didn’t just like him. You admired him.

So yeah, maybe you rearranged your seat every meal to end up next to him. Maybe you kept his favorite snacks in your jacket pockets during long shifts. Maybe you started carrying an extra bottle of water—just in case a certain fire fist decided to exhaust himself in a sparring match.

He never asked. You just… wanted to.

And he just… didn’t notice.

It wasn’t until one particular night, under the stars, that things finally shifted.

You were both sitting on the edge of the deck, feet dangling above the sea. Most of the crew was asleep or out of sight. Ace had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and you handed him a second one without saying a word.

“Man, it’s like you read my mind,” he said for the hundredth time.

You sighed softly. “Maybe your mind is just easy to read.”

He looked at you, puzzled. “Huh?”

You gave a small, nervous smile. “I mean… I always seem to know what you need, right? I guess I just pay attention.”

There was a pause. The kind of pause where your heart beats a little faster, wondering if maybe, finally, he might catch on.

Ace blinked. “Oh. So you’ve got like, observation haki or something?”

You stared at him.

Deadpan.

“…Yeah. Sure. Let’s call it that.”

He beamed. “That’s so cool!”

You dropped your face into your hands.

But then—something changed in his tone.

“…Wait.”

You peeked up through your fingers.

Ace’s smile was still there, but it was… slower. Thoughtful. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. Every juice, every meal, every seat, every snack.

And then, like someone lit a match under his brain, realization bloomed across his face.

“…Wait.”

You watched the faintest red spread over his cheeks. He sat straighter. “Are you—? Have you been—? This whole time—?”

You tilted your head, lips twitching. “You’re cute when you put the puzzle together.”

He gawked. “So it wasn’t just coincidences?!”

You snorted. “Ace, I’ve been flirting with you for weeks.”

He opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

And then he laughed. It was loud, a little embarrassed, but full of warmth.

“I’m such an idiot.”

“A lovable idiot,” you corrected, nudging his shoulder.

“…So does this mean,” he said slowly, “you like me? Like, like like?”

You raised a brow. “Only if you like me back.”

He leaned in, pressing his forehead gently to yours with a shy, crooked grin. “Well, now that I know… I’m definitely gonna start paying attention.”

You chuckled, nudging the bottle of water into his hand again. “Start with drinking water. Then we’ll work our way up to romance.”

Ace laughed, and this time, he didn’t call it luck.

#one piece x reader #portgas ace x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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falling for you m.list | rules

pairing. one piece x reader

characters. zoro, law, sanji, ace

note. i haven't write with those boys since so long but i'm so back in one piece so be ready to see them! please request with anyone from one piece <3

Zoro

you might be the only one not aware of what is going on between him and you

he doesn’t care much though, it’s fine by him to stay like this

he’s always keeping an eye on you during a fight, just to be sure

he knows you can defend yourself well, but he can’t help it

he lets you steal his food without arguing much, which is weird because he tries to kill Luffy each time he tries

the crew teases him about it but he brushes them off everytime

he’s a big shy boy, but he just doesn’t care if anyone knows about his feelings for you

he has a huge soft spot for you and he doesn’t even tries to hide it

there’s no real realization because he knows why he’s doing this

he would die for anyone in the crew, but he would definitely burn the world down if you asked him to

Law

realization hits HARD

he’s not the type to show a lot of emotion, at least he wasn’t until he began to travel with the strawhats

and you? you get him stressed

he didn’t realize it until robin pointed it to him

maybe she wasn’t wrong, but no way he would admit it like this

yes he lets you stay around him a lot, even allowing you to touch him without complaining too much

and yes you’re always stealing his coat when you’re cold and he doesn’t bother him

but falling for you? no way

he can’t be falling for someone, especially not you

yet, he can’t take the idea out of his mind since robin’s words

he notices the way you scrunch your nose when you smile

or how your face lights up at the idea of visiting a new island

you’re adorable, and his heart can’t take it

damn, maybe he’s down bad finally

Sanji

he loves women so much so his behavior isn’t questioned a lot at first

he’s a simp, it’s not weird that he’s treating you better than anyone else

until he began to prioritize you over everyone else

even the other girls

makes your favorite dessert all the time

even asks you what you want to eat and does his best to make it with what he have

nami is the first one to talk about it, and he feels his heart stop at the thought

is he really in love? like, real love

he’s a romantic guy, that’s it, he can’t be feeling those things

he can’t, right?

but the way you’re so gentle with him, never pushing him away when he treats you like the most precious thing on the sea

well, he realizes he might feel something more for you

Ace

the boy is blind, even more than you are

he’s naturally clingy and touchy with people, a joyful boy

yet, he seems worse with you

he always keeps an arm around your shoulder, talking you about his dear brother a lot

when he falls asleep out of nowhere, it’s usually on your shoulder or even falling on your back

the day he was drunk and put his hat on top of your head? everyone knew it was over

if anyone tries to tell him about it, he just stays with his eyes open wide in shock

he blinks a few times, slowly processing the words

a shrug of shoulders and he just accepts it like this

fine, perhaps he’s in love, but so what?

he doesn’t change anything, it just means he can be even closer to you than before

thank you!

#one piece x reader #zoro x reader #portgas ace x reader #trafalgar d law x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Sorry I was such an idiot for requesting when I didn't realise! I am stupid for wasting your time,I deeply apologise,better yourself,bye!

Hello dear!

There is no need to belittle yourself!

Mistakes happens, it's ok! Don't worry about it !!

I still appreciate the request, even when I am not writting for the fandom at the moment.

I hope you have a great week!

#asks

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Cuddling - Part 1

Summary: How do they cuddle you?

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace, Sabo, Law, Kid

Genre: Fluff

CW: None // SFW

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Luffy:

He’s more of a koala bear than a literal koala bear. He doesn’t even realize cuddling is a thing because it’s so normal to him, like eating and breathing. You’ve literally never slept in the same bed with him without him wrapping himself around you (neither has anyone else, for that matter). He even gets a little grumpy if you’re not there for him to hold on to.

Zoro:

It’s not called cuddling, that’s for sure. He might refer to holding you, but that’s about it. One of his guilty pleasures, though, is being held by you. He especially likes it when you sit behind him and wrap both your arms and legs around him, bonus points if you run your hands up and down his chest and abdomen.

Sanji:

A total cuddle bug. He usually comes to bed after you (though not so late that you’re already asleep), and likes to slip between your legs while you’re sitting up against the pillows. Bonus points if you rub his back or smooth his hair. He’s also one for quick daytime snuggles, often coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around you for a long hug.

Ace:

He grabs hold of you easily, but he doesn’t let go easily. If he falls asleep, you’ll be stuck by his side until he wakes up because he holds on to you so tight. He’s clingy, but not in a little spoon kind of way, more of a ‘I’m going to put you where I want you’ kind of way. It puts him at ease to keep you so close because he feels your a little safer that way.

Sabo:

He’s so sweet about it. He holds you like a baby every time you two have any privacy, encouraging you to wrap not only your arms but also your legs around him. He sort of pretends it’s to put you at ease and make you feel safe, but the weight and warmth of your body makes him feel safe and, in particular, makes him feel capable and dependable.

Law:

If you call him the little spoon, he’ll break up with you, but he is often the little spoon. He gets annoyed when you don’t automatically wrap your arms around him in bed because he doesn’t want to embarrass himself by asking. One of his favorite things in the world is falling asleep with his head in your lap while you play with his hair.

Kid:

Not so much cuddling as it is him collapsing on top of you. If you manage to fall asleep without him on top of you, you’ll wake up either with him on top of you or to him yanking you into his arms to hold you against his chest while he’s still asleep. Treats you like his teddy bear, hangs on to you extra tight when he’s stressed.

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

#portgas d ace x reader #sabo x reader #trafalgar law x reader #eustass kid x reader #one piece x reader #monkey d luffy x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Hello! I heard you wanted requests!

Could you please write some fluff with Law and Ace?

I was thinking about them seeing reader upset/crying about something. how would they confort reader?

Thank you!

. . . LAW AND ACE COMFORTING YOU

summary ; you were upset about something, they noticed immediately of course and tried their best to comfort you.

TRAFALGAR D. WATER LAW ;

Law isn’t the best at handling emotions—his own or others’. He prefers logic, strategy, and practical solutions. But when he walks into his office and sees you curled up on his couch, shoulders shaking, face buried in your hands, he immediately knows that this isn’t something he can fix with a scalpel.

He doesn’t rush to you. Instead, he takes a moment to assess—your breathing is uneven, your hands are clenched too tightly, and there’s an unmistakable tension in your whole body. Whatever is wrong, it’s serious.

“What happened?” His voice is calm, measured, but there’s a subtle softness to it. He crouches down in front of you, golden eyes scanning your face as he gently pries your hands away.

You shake your head, avoiding his gaze. “It’s nothing, Law. Just… forget it.”

He frowns. “That’s not an answer, Y/N.”

Law isn’t one to push, but he is persistent. He lets out a slow breath before settling next to you on the couch. His hand hesitates for a moment before finally resting on yours—a small but grounding touch.

“If you don’t want to talk, I won’t force you,” he says, his tone quieter now. “But don’t tell me it’s ‘nothing’ when it’s clearly something.”

You sniffle, wiping your eyes on your sleeve. “It’s just… everything feels like too much right now. I feel like I can’t do anything right. And no matter how hard I try, nothing changes.”

Law doesn't respond immediately. Instead, he watches you, eyes sharp yet filled with understanding. Then, finally, he speaks.

“I know that feeling.” His voice is low, as if confessing something rare. “Like the weight of everything is pressing down on you. Like no matter what you do, it’s never enough.”

You glance at him in surprise. Law rarely talks about himself like this.

He exhales, leaning back slightly. “I’ve been there, Y/N. More times than I care to admit. And I won’t tell you some meaningless lie like ‘it’ll all be fine soon’ because I know that’s not how it works.”

His fingers tighten slightly around yours, anchoring you. “But you’re not alone in this.”

Your lips tremble, more tears slipping down your cheeks. “I just… I hate feeling like this, Law. I hate being so—so weak.”

His expression darkens slightly at your words. “You’re not weak,” he says firmly. “Crying doesn’t make you weak. Struggling doesn’t make you weak. If anything, it means you’re strong enough to feel. To keep going, even when it’s hard.”

You let out a shaky breath, looking down at where your hands are intertwined. “You make it sound so simple.”

He scoffs lightly. “It’s not. But nothing worth it ever is.”

For a while, the two of you sit in silence. Then, Law shifts, pulling you against him. His arms wrap around you, steady and secure, his chin resting lightly atop your head.

“You don’t have to be okay right now,” he murmurs. “Just let me stay with you.”

You close your eyes, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest. “...Thank you, Law.”

He presses a soft kiss to your temple. “Of course, Y/N.”

And he means it.

PORTGAS D. ACE ;

Ace HATES seeing you cry. The moment he notices the way your shoulders shake and hears the uneven breaths you’re trying to control, he feels a sinking weight in his chest.

He doesn’t hesitate—before you can even think about hiding, he’s in front of you, crouching down, his warm hands cupping your cheeks. His thumbs wipe away your tears, even as more spill down your face.

“Whoa, hey—what happened?” His voice is soft, but there’s urgency in it, like he needs to fix whatever’s hurting you right this second.

You shake your head, trying to pull away, but he doesn’t let you. “It’s nothing, Ace. Just—just drop it.”

He scoffs, his brows furrowing. “Yeah, no. That’s not happening.”

His grip is gentle, but firm. He won’t force you to talk, but he’s not leaving until you do.

“C’mon, Y/N,” he murmurs, tilting his head to try and meet your eyes. “You don’t have to deal with this alone. Whatever it is, I’ve got you.”

Your lip trembles, more tears spilling out despite your best efforts. “I just—I feel like I’m drowning, Ace,” you admit in a shaky whisper. “Like no matter what I do, it’s never enough. And I don’t know how to stop feeling like this.”

His heart clenches painfully at your words. He knows that feeling too well. The weight of expectations, the fear of never being enough—it’s something he’s battled his entire life.

Without another word, he pulls you into his arms, wrapping you in a tight, warm embrace. His chin rests on your shoulder as his hands rub soothing circles on your back.

“You don’t have to stop feeling like this,” he murmurs. “Not right now. Just let it out, okay? I’ve got you.”

Your hands clutch at the fabric of his shirt, holding onto him like he’s the only solid thing in your world right now. “I don’t want to keep dragging you into my problems…”

Ace pulls back immediately, his freckled face scrunched in disbelief. “Are you serious?” His hands rest on your shoulders as he stares at you. “Y/N, you could never drag me down. You’re not a burden, alright? I want to be here for you.”

Your voice is barely above a whisper. “But I feel so—so weak.”

His expression softens. “Hey. Listen to me.” He squeezes your shoulders lightly, grounding you. “Crying doesn’t make you weak. Feeling like this doesn’t make you weak. If anything, it makes you stronger because you’re dealing with it.”

He pulls you back into his arms, resting his chin on your shoulder. “And besides, if crying makes you weak, then I must be the biggest crybaby in the world. I cry over my food all the time.”

You let out a wet chuckle. “That’s not the same, Ace.”

“What? Yes, it is!” He pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes wide with mock seriousness. “You ever drop a perfectly grilled skewer into the sea? That’s real pain, Y/N.”

You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head. “You’re ridiculous.”

His lips curl into a grin. “Maybe, but at least I got you to smile.”

The both of you sit in silence, Ace hums in thought before tilting his head at you. “Wanna punch something? Or set something on fire? We could go terrorize some Marines.”

Despite everything, another watery chuckle escapes you. “Ace, we are not committing crimes because I had a bad day.”

He grins, obviously pleased with himself for making you laugh. “Fine, fine. But the offer still stands.”

Then, his expression turns serious again. “But for real, Y/N… I don’t care how many times you need to cry, or vent, or just sit in silence. I’ll be here. Always.”

You blink up at him, emotions swelling in your chest. “Ace…”

He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling you against his chest again. “Now, c’mon,” he says with a warm chuckle. “Let’s get some food in you. Everything feels a little better after a good meal, trust me.”

“You really think food is gonna fix everything?” you ask, still nestled against him.

“No,” he admits, “but it’ll help. And if it doesn’t, then I’ll just keep holding you until you feel better.”

He slings an arm around your shoulders, keeping you close as he leads you away. “Oh! And if you ever need to cry again, just come find me. I’ll hold you as long as you need.”

You smile, the warmth of his embrace seeping into your bones. “Thanks, Ace.”

He grins, pressing another kiss to the top of your head. “Anytime, Y/N.”

#trafalgar d law x reader #portgas ace x reader #one piece x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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marry me

Portgas D. Ace x F!Reader

summary - Ace is completely and irrevocably in love with you and always wants your attention. he's so soft and loving. one day, he asks you to be his forever

warnings - none

When Ace falls in love with you, everyone knows.

He is so smitten, following you around like a lost puppy and pining for your attention every second of the day. He's adorable to you, honestly, looking so cute when he pouts and demands you give him five kisses to make up for not giving him one when you were busy earlier.

"That was too quick!" He whines when you're done, and will lift you off your feet to keep you in his arms and stop you from going anywhere. You just giggle and indulge him, kissing him a few more times until he's satisfied.

He never is. He always wants to kiss you. If he could kiss you forever, he definitely would, and you laughed at the notion when he told you.

"Ace, how would we breathe?"

"We can take breaks to breathe," he nuzzled his face against your neck, his skin warm against yours. "But not too long. Maybe five seconds before I kiss you again."

The sound of your laughter was music to his ears. It was the only thing he ever wanted to hear, coupled with your smile and your beautiful eyes being the only things he ever wanted to see. Your laugh gave him butterflies, made his already warm insides burn hotter than the sun. He wanted to drown in the sound of you laughing at all his silly jokes and comments, and he loved being the one to make it come out so much.

"You're so funny, you know that?" You wheezed after spending ten minutes laughing at him tripping and falling on his face.

He just stood up and grinned, hat a little lopsided, "Glad to be of service." He then ducked into a low bow, and that sent you into another fit of laughter, his ears perking up. He could listen to that all day.

He especially loves it when he can make you smile while cuddling, warming up his body to just the right temperature. Your reaction, a blissful sigh and a content smile, is enough to make him happy to die right there in your arms.

"You're so nice and warm," you mumble into his neck almost every night, getting comfortable on his half-bare body. "I love your devil fruit ability. This is so so comfortable, I don't want to move." Your words sent him to heaven and back, and he would gladly let you lay on him for the rest of your lives.

And your massages-

Ace is a sucker for you straddling his hips as he lays on the bed on his stomach, just because it feels oh so good when you run your hands down his back and over his Whitebeard tattoo. It gives him the pleasant kind of shivers, and he absolutely melts under your touch. If you start to massage his shoulders and sore spots, he will be out like a light. He will enjoy it for a few moments, but your touch will soon send him into the best slumber he has ever had. And when he wakes up, you're still massaging him but you're looking a bit tired so he flips around and lays you down, spooning you as he buries his face in your hair.

"You're too good to me, you know," he'd mumble, smiling at the familiar and sweet scent of your hair.

You'd smile and put one of your hands over his on your waist, "That's because I love you more than you can imagine. I just want you to be happy, that's my biggest goal in life."

He almost cries right then and there, your words making his eyes gloss over, "I love you too. So, so much." And his grip on you tightens as he presses soft and sweet kisses to your back, your neck, your shoulders...anywhere he can reach. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me, I swear."

Ace follows you around like a lost puppy, always feeling the need to hold you or be touching you in some way. He is the clingiest boy ever, but you absolutely do not mind and in fact, you love it. Having him want to be touching you all the time is one of the best feelings in the world, and you remind him of that every single day.

"Ace, stop that! Let (Name) work!"

You giggle when Marco chides Ace for hanging onto you like a koala, "It's okay. I love it when he clings to me. He's so warm." Your words will have Ace blushing like mad, and he'd smile against your neck. Again, he almost cries at the fact that you need him to touch you just as much as he needs to be touching you. His grip inevitably tightens, and he spreads kisses all over your face - turning it towards him if he has to.

He even lets you wear his hat, a luxury only awarded to you and you alone. He likes how you look in it, always telling you that you're so cute when you wear it because it's so big and slips over your eyes so easily (and because it's a possessive thing and lets everyone know you're his). And you love wearing it, simply because it's his. It's him, essentially.

"Babe, you look so cute right now," he grins at you when he places it on your head one day while you're reading on your shared bed.

You look up at him from under the rim and smile shyly, "Thanks, babe." And Ace swears he could melt into a fiery puddle right then and there.

He tells you that you should wear it more often, so you do, and he almost dies from the cuteness and the happiness he gets from seeing you wear something of his. Literally, he almost fell overboard and drowned when you stole it from him one day at lunch.

Before long, Ace develops a different kind of desire, a different kind of need. He never thought he would ever feel it, but having you in his life has opened him up to so many things he never dreamed he would be able to have.

Ace wants to marry you.

He wants to make you his for eternity. He wants to make you his wife, and that title alone is enough to make him giddy with happiness. Just imagining being able to call you his wife has Ace soaring, and he knows that it's what he wants more than anything in the world. You make him happier than he ever thought he could be, and you show him so much love and affection that sometimes he feels like he doesn't do enough to reciprocate. But you constantly assure him he does. You're always there to reassure him, to relax him, to make him feel better about anything that might be worrying him, making him sad or hurt, or stressing him out. And he adores you for it.

"(Nameeeeeeeeee), my loveeeeeee!"

You hear him sing from down the hallway one day, turning just in time to see the fiery commander sprinting towards you with something in his hands. When he gets closer, you blush seeing the huge bouquet of flowers in his hand. He stops in front of you, panting and out of breath (he ran all the way from the island the ship was docked by), and holds it out to you.

"For you," he gives you the goofiest but sweetest smile he can muster.

You take it slowly, already beginning to tear up, "Ace-"

"Wait, wait, that's not all," he grins, grabbing your hand and pulling you along. He is practically buzzing with excitement, and you wonder why, but you don't have to for long.

The entire crew has gathered on the deck, making a semi-circle around the center. A bunch of your favourite flowers were scattered in a circle, making a beautiful ring of (favourite flower)s that Ace stepped over with you and into. It was simple, but when he got down on one knee and pulled out a small black box, the look on your face made it all worth it.

"Ace-" You started, already getting emotional.

He smiled up at you, completely lovestruck. "(Name), I know this may not be the most elaborate proposal ever, but I was more excited about proposing than setting up," he admitted with a blush, making you and everyone else laugh. "You are the best thing that's ever happened to me and I know I say that everyday, but I will keep saying it everyday for the rest of our lives. You make me the happiest man alive, and being with you for as long as we have been together has been the biggest blessing in my life. I never thought I could want something as badly as I want to marry you, but I'm happy I do because I cannot and will not imagine anyone better to spend the rest of my life with. I love you so, so much, (Name), so will you do me the honour of marrying me?"

He was crying, but so were you. Tears were streaming down both your faces, but the smiles gracing your lips were enough for everyone to see that you were both just overwhelmed by love and happiness in that moment.

"Yes," you didn't hesitate to give your answer, beaming.

Ace grinned and slid the ring onto your finger, standing up to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you against his body. Before you could ask where he got the ring from, he leaned down and kissed you so deeply and lovingly you forgot every single thought you had, arms sliding around his neck to steady yourself so you wouldn't fall over. Not that he'd let you, anyway. Loud cheers and whoops filled the air as you shared a passionate and affectionate kiss, and both of you were smiling so brightly when you pulled away that you were sure your cheeks would hurt when the day was done.

"I love you," he whispered, pecking your lips sweetly over and over.

"I love you too," you breathed, before laughing and smiling even more when he removed his hat to place it on your head.

And as you beamed up at him from below the tip of his hat that was too big for your head, Ace knew that he had no regrets. Your bright eyes peeking up at him from under the rim of the hat made him sure that this had been the best decision of his life, right after asking you out.

"My wife!" He grinned, suddenly remembering what he was so excited to call you. "My beautiful, beautiful wife."

You blushed, "Words cannot describe how much I love being called that."

"What?" He smiled devilishly, tugging you close again, "My wife? My beautiful wife?" He kissed all over your face, repeating the phrase 'my beautiful wife' over and over.

"Get a room!" Someone yelled, making you both laugh.

"That we shall," Ace took your hand, "But after the celebratory cake, of course."

You laughed as he said this, eagerly following him wherever he went, knowing you would gladly follow him anywhere, and he would follow you anywhere.

BONUS (because i am obsessed with idea of being called Ace's wife):

"LUFFYYYYYY!"

Ace was already screaming for his brother as soon as the Thousand Sunny was in sight. He was so excited to show you off as his wife, you thought it was the cutest thing in the world.

"LUFFYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

"ACEEEEEEEEEE!" Came the responding shout, making you laugh and face palm. These brothers.

When you and your husband boarded his brother's ship, Ace immediately ran over to him and gave him the biggest, tightest hug he could muster.

"I have a wife!!!"

Your cheeks heated up again, and you smiled at the sight of Luffy getting just as excited as Ace about it. Luffy ran to give you a hug as well, and you laughed and blushed as he told you that you were going to make the coolest sister-in-law.

And of course, Sanji was crying and Nami and Robin wanted to see the ring, which you happily showed them as you shot your husband a warm, loving smile.

You were finally Ace's wife, and it was the best feeling in the world.

Cue everyone referring to you as Ace's wife or Portgas D. Ace's wife from now on.

a/n: this is officially my favourite fic that i've written, it turned out WAYYYY better than i expected. this man ❤❤❤

#one piece x reader #portgas d ace x you

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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one piece characters - how they love you

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ft. Zoro, Sanji, law, ace, Sabo, shanks

A/N: I have risen from the dead to post this!!!! Inspired by a jjk version I saw (cant find it anymore though so all credit to them for the idea!!!) ANYWAYYYYYY here you go. Just some fluff and stuff.

I hope you enjoy and that you are all doing well x

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Zoro loves you simply. instead of grand gestures and loud declarations of love, he whispers quiet reassurances into your head as you drift off to sleep on his chest. he’s attuned to your unspoken needs; he knows when you need space or when you need a hug after a long day. he carries your bags for you without being asked and gives you his jacket when you shiver. in his heart, your presence has become the anchor of his days; without you he feels incomplete.

Sanji loves you passionately. your favorite song, your favorite drink, your favorite meal - he remembers it all. every second of every day is entirely devoted to you and ensuring your needs are met because he’s so overwhelmed by his desire for you. his vocabulary consists of “i love you” and “whatever you say, my dear.” he worships the ground you walk on; sanji loves you like it’s all he’s ever wanted in life.

Law loves you quietly. you see it in the way he’ll prepare your cup of coffee in the morning without being asked. you hear it in the way he hums in acknowledgment while you yap away about anything and everything- your voice soothes his heart. you feel it in his fleeting touches to hands, thigh and small of your back - he’s never been one for public displays of affection. laws love is lowkey and private; but you know it’s there.

Shanks loves you proudly. he takes any, and every, opportunity he can to talk about you to others. he encourages your drunken shenanigans with whistles and cheers of “that’s my girl!”. he holds your hand without hesitation in a crowded room, and challenges anyone who even dares to comment on your relationship, because shanks is fearless in the face of judgement, and certain that his love for you knows no bounds.

Ace loves you unconditionally. for richer for poorer, for better, for worse - no matter what, ace loves you. he has your back, providing you with unwavering support at all times. he would go to the ends of the earth for you. ace loves you unconditionally because that unconditional love is what you’ve shown him.

Sabo loves you effortlessly. it shocks him a little at first - how easy it is to love you. he kisses you just because he can, makes your favourite meal just because he can, gets you a gift just because he can. loving you is second nature to him; so deeply embedded in his every thought and action it’s as if your hearts are one.

#one piece x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #sanji x reader #red haired shanks x reader #sabo x reader #trafalgar d law x reader #portgas ace x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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Luffy, Sanji, Zoro (Ace or Usopp) what was the reaction be if reader got really excited about something and she hugged them and says “thank you” multiple times then kiss them on the cheek before then she leaves the room.

(Knowing Sanji he would just turn to stone and probably die happy 😂)

Thanking and kissing them on the cheek HCS

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Ace

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Luffy

He is very oblivious to it, he just laughs and lets you do it.

Probably he kisses you cheek back, by instict, he doesn't think twice about it.

Then, when you left, he touched his cheek, not being able to forget how soft and warm your lips felt.

Expect him to be around you for the next hours or even days, kissing your cheeks in hopes that you kiss him back.

Zoro

He stays stoic, like his ussual slef, he could even try to move you away once you starto to kiss his cheek to much.

But in reality he is dying inside, from happiness, cuteness and excitement.

When you left he deflates, red as a tomato, he thinks that he was about to faint for a moment.

He woul be thinking of this for a couple of days, and expect him to volunteer on helping you on more projects for the future.

Sanji

He for sure gets petrified.

Love shaped eyes, heart pounding almost out of his chest, red face and a lot of fanboying things said.

"I helped Y/N-chwan and she kissed my cheek and said thank you, i can die happy now."

A small trail of blood comes from his nose but nobody needed to call Chopper, he was more that ready to follow you and continue to help you.

Ace

He sets himself on fire.

No questions asked, you both were doing some research and when you found out the solution you just jumped onto him and kissed him.

He froze and got almost like petrified.

Then you left and couldn't see how red he was and how some of the papers of the floor started to burn down.

Not to mention the little flames that appear on his shoulders and chest.

#one piece x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #sanji x reader #portgas ace x reader #monkey d luffy x reader

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randomreadingtimewithtsuki · 2 months ago

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they make you cry

featuring - Zoro x F!Reader, Ace x F!Reader, Kaku x F!Reader, Law x F!Reader, Luffy x F!Reader, Sanji x F!Reader, Usopp x F!Reader

summary - sometimes you just can't handle the things they say/do

warnings - angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

taglist - @kabloswrld

a/n - this took forever to write, and I'm sorry! had to fight my writer's block real hard to get this out ☠️ some of them seem rushed and im sorry about that too!

ZORO

Zoro could be mean, you knew this when you started dating him. He didn't mince his words, nor did he sugarcoat anything. Especially when he was angry, that's when he could be the cruelest. You just never expected to be on the receiving end of that cruelty.

You were just trying to help, honestly. You thought it might be a nice gesture if you wiped his swords clean for him while he napped, and you thought he'd appreciate it. But the moment you dropped them while putting them back and woke him up, it was like something had possessed him.

"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded, sitting up and looking at you, his eyes hard.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to clean them for you," you tried explaining yourself, hoping he wouldn't be too angry. Hoping he would calm down and stop looking at you like that.

"Why would you think that?" He scoffed. "I clean them myself, there's no need for you to do it. There's no need for you touch them at all, actually."

"I'm sorry," you apologised again, shrinking away and feeling hurt by his tone already.

"Just don't do it again," he snapped, "You don't know anything about swords. It wouldn't be such a problem if you were more like me and less like you."

"Less like me?" The tears filled your eyes before you could stop them. "What does that mean?"

"Nothing, just go away and let me nap."

And go away you did. You left his room with your eyes almost overflowing, hand covering your mouth to stifle the sob that was about to come out. You didn't understand what brought that on, why he had been so mean to you.

"(Name), wait-"

You ran off the moment his door opened again, trying to put as much distance between him and yourself as possible. You were hurt, so incredibly hurt, that you barely made it to your room before you broke down in tears, burying your face in your hands. You tried to calm down, you did, but his unprovoked verbal attack struck you right where it hurt the most, your heart. You didn't understand what he meant by "less like you", and you didn't think you wanted to. It was insult enough already.

A knock on your door startled you, and you quickly wiped your face to try and get rid of the tears but your eyes were still red and puffy. Which was immediately noticed by the swordsman when you opened the door, and he frowned.

"Were you crying?"

"What do you want?" You asked him, sniffing. "Did you come to insult me more? Maybe tell me again to stay away from your precious swords? Save it."

"I'm sorry," he interjected, taking you by surprise. He shifted nervously, not really knowing how to apologise but wanting to try because you meant more to him than he could ever say and he hated that he'd hurt you.

"Is that it?" You scoffed, about to close the door.

"No, no wait!" He stopped you, swallowing thickly and looking at the floor. "You know I'm not good with apologies. But I mean it when I say I'm sorry for what I said. You were just trying to do something nice for me and I snapped at you because I was in a mood. The stupid cook annoyed me earlier and I...didn't mean to take it out on you."

You crossed your arms, trying to look mad but you only looked sad and it tugged at Zoro's heartstrings, "Okay."

His expression softened, and when you allowed him he pulled you into his arms and hugged you, trying to show how sorry he was through his actions since he couldn't say it. He rubbed your back soothingly, pressing a gentle and apologetic kiss to the top of your head.

"But if you speak to me like that again, I'm throwing your swords into the ocean."

He chuckled, "Deal."

He spent the next few days making it up to you in various ways, either buying you a special gift from any island you stopped by, or hugging/cuddling you a little longer than usual, or teaching you some moves with his swords to prove he trusted you with them. Eventually, when his overbearing affection started worrying the crew, you had to forgive him.

ACE

The crew was celebrating a big win. Stopping by a nearby island, majority of the crewmembers could be found in bars and taverns, drinking their weight in alcohol. You were amongst them, not drinking as much but joining the merriment regardless. You smiled at the antics of your crewmates, who were trying to drunkenly flirt with woman around the room.

Your smile vanished the moment your eyes settled on your boyfriend, who was busy entertaining a crowd of younger women with the tale of your victory.

Now normally that isn't a cause for upset with you, but he tended to get a little overfriendly and even though you've spoken to him about it many, many times, he hasn't made an effort to stop his flirting - even if he didn't see it as flirting, those women certainly did. And that was the problem, he always let them think that and allowed them to get handsy with him.

You rolled your eyes, downing your drink so you could get out of here. When you lowered your pint again, the sight of one of their hands on his arm made you sick. Usually you would get angry and storm over there and break up the party, but today the sight brought tears to your eyes. It hurt you that he always did this, even when you'd asked him not to.

"(Name), where you going?" One of your crewmates asked you when they noticed you getting up. "It's still early!"

You forced a smile, trying to hide your glassy eyes, "I, uh-"

"(Name)!" Ace called you cheerfully, waving you over, "Come here!"

You frowned, then shook your head before turning and leaving the bar, letting the tears fall now that you were out of sight from the rest of the crew. Your vision blurred on the way back to the ship, but you somehow managed to get there without hurting yourself and broke down into quiet sobs as you sat on your bed and buried your face in your hands.

Sometimes it felt like you weren't enough for him, whether it was physically or emotionally. He could make you feel like the worst lover sometimes, like you couldn't give him what he wanted, even if he didn't mean to. You knew he had commitment issues, but you thought your relationship was getting more serious at this point.

"(Name)!" Ace burst into the room, looking worried. "Hey, why did you leave?"

You didn't answer, turning away from him and curling up into a foetal position facing the wall your bed was placed against. You couldn't look at him right now, not when the tears wouldn't stop.

"Baby?" He called again, the bed dipping beside you to indicate that he had sat down. "I know you're not asleep."

He reached out and gently touched your shoulder, urging you to turn around and face him. You sighed and shifted around, looking at him with a tear-stained face. His eyes instantly went wide and he flew into a panic.

"What happened? Did someone do something to you?"

"Ugh, stop it," you groaned, sitting up. "Don't pretend to care about me when you constantly do what I tell you hurts my feelings." Just mentioning it again brought the tears back, and you cursed.

He frowned when you said this, "But I wasn't flirting with them."

You gave him an exasperated look, "Do you ever realise that they consider it flirting? That they try to seduce you with all their little touches and stupid flirty smiles? No, you don't." You hastily wiped your eyes, now getting angry.

"I'm sorry-"

"No, Ace. You do this all the time. And it really, really hurts."

His expression softened, and he grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap with ease. No matter how mad you were at him, your body never fought his touch or embrace.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled into your hair. "I didn't realise they were trying to do that. I was so caught up in telling the story, especially the part where you took out all of those pirates, that I didn't see they weren't really interested. I'm sorry I'm so stupid."

The sincerity in his voice eased your mood, and you slowly stopped crying and pulled away to look at him, "Next time just ask me to come sit with you."

"I'll do better than that baby, I'll put you on my lap."

"You know that doesn't end well."

"On the contrary-"

You sighed and shook your head, unable to help the smile that formed on your lips. He really was an idiot, but he was your idiot and even if he did stupid things a lot of the time, you loved him very much.

KAKU

You and Kaku hardly ever fought, because he was a very patient and very reasonable man. He never gave you any reason to be upset with him, because while he was a ruthless assassin, to you he was an absolute sweetheart. The only problem was that he sometimes left for long missions, and you were left worrying about him at home and not knowing what was going on because he was deep undercover that he couldn't even contact you.

Like now, where he was working undercover as a foreman in Water 7. You had asked him once again if you could come with, seeing as neither of you knew how long he'd be away this time. But he refused, gently reminding you that he didn't want to put you in any danger and that your house - so far off the grid absolutely no one knew about it - was the safest place for you. You had no other option but to agree.

After many, many months spent worrying about him and struggling to sleep not knowing what's going on, your boyfriend stumbled in through the front door one night absolutely destroyed. You'd come down with one of his swords in hand - one that he kept around the house for you - only to stop dead at the sight of Kaku standing there. Actually, standing was generous. He was barely keeping himself off the ground, tall frame hunched over and trembling.

"Oh my god, Kaku!" You dropped the blade and rushed to his side, laying one of his arms around your shoulders so you could at least help him to the couch. "What the hell happened?"

"It's a long story," he groaned, laying his head over the back of the couch and closing his eyes. "Short version - the Straw Hats."

You frowned at his brief response, going to fetch your first aid kit - you'd learned after the first few times he came home that you'd need one - and bringing it back to him.

"I think I deserve an explanation," you pressed, sitting beside him and starting to tend to his more obvious wounds. "You owe me that much."

"I don't want to talk about it," he grumbled. "I'm sorry."

You didn't respond, and he cracked an eye open to see why. When he noticed how your eyes had become glassy and your bottom lip was trembling but you were biting it hard to stop it, his expression softened.

"Oh, honey."

He gently took the first aid from you and set it aside before bringing you into his arms, wrapping them around you securely. He pressed gentle kisses to the top of your head, ignoring the pain as he held you against his chest.

"I'm sorry."

"This is the worst I've ever seen you," you managed to get out, your voice small and hurt. "I had no contact with you for the longest time since you started working for them, and then you come back looking like this..." You couldn't help it, the tears just kept falling no matter how hard you tried to stop them.

He held you tighter, then moved one hand up to wipe your tears away, "But I came back, didn't I? I'm here."

You knew he was trying to reassure you, but it was difficult to be reassured when he constantly did this to you. You looked at him sceptically.

"Why would I ever risk dying?" He questioned softly, cupping your cheek in his large hand. "I have you to come home to, I don't put myself in a situation I don't think I can come out of." He kissed the tip of your nose, to make you smile like it always did. "Besides, did you ever think that maybe I like having you play nurse for me?"

You managed a small smile, warmed by his words, "Oh you do, huh?"

"Mhm."

"I guess I can forgive you. On one condition."

"Anything, honey."

"I'm coming with you on your next assignment."

"...I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope."

He sighed, but planted a loving kiss on your forehead, "If it will ease your mind, then okay. But you have to let me make sure your cover is safe too."

"Deal."

LAW

Law was a very complicated man, with a lot of baggage and trauma he liked to keep away from everyone else. He was reclusive, and he never quite expressed his emotions as healthily as he should. Most days you did your best to understand, to step back and be the more rational one. But sometimes his actions don't make sense, and he ends up hurting you a lot more than he thinks - or notices.

Take the last few days, for example. You two had grown quite close over the course of your relationship and he was now quite comfortable with you and showing you affection - although still privately. But ever since you'd met the Straw Hat crew and he'd been introduced to their smartest member, Robin, he'd been a lot more distant and a lot less affectionate. Like he was beginning to forget you existed.

You started to feel insecure about not being as intelligent as her and not having anything in common with your boyfriend. You'd never liked books, they paled in comparison to the adventures you embarked on on a daily basis. But now it had come back to haunt you, and in the worst way possible.

"Law, do you want to-"

"Not now, (Name)-ya," he didn't even look up from his work. "I'm just finishing some notes on something that Robin asked for."

"Oh, okay. Let me know when you're-"

"I will be heading to their ship shortly, she has a collection of books I would like to study."

"...Right. Okay."

You blinked back tears, knowing he would just get irritated with your emotional display. Turning away from him, you left the room to go get some air and maybe feel sorry for yourself. It did hurt, him immediately dismissing you for another woman, even if it wasn't romantic. He was spending less time with you, and more time with her.

"(Name)!"

Your face lit up, thinking Law had finally come to his senses. But when you turned around, you saw him making his way to the Thousand Sunny while Bepo was the one who had called out to you. And then you couldn't hold it back anymore; you burst into tears.

You usually didn't cry like this. You were good at keeping your emotions in check. It was a side-effect of being around the stoic captain so much - you'd learned how to control your own emotions. But right now, it was too much to bear and your insecurities and fears came crashing down around you, drowning you in sorrow.

"What's wrong??" Bepo asked worriedly, immediately pulling you into a hug. "Did something happen?"

"No," you hiccupped, "I mean, yes, but it doesn't matter."

Your eyes drifted to the deck of the Sunny, where Law was engaged in what looked like a meaningful conversation with the female devil fruit user. Sighing, you tried your best to wipe your eyes and gently pushed Bepo away.

"I'm okay, I just...I need to be alone."

As you walked off, Bepo followed your gaze and spotted the issue. He frowned, having also noticed that his captain had recently been preferring Robin's company over his own girlfriend.

"Captain!" The bear called, rushing over to Law and Robin.

"Not now, Bepo," Law dismissed him, returning his attention to the raven-haired woman.

"But something is wrong with (Name)!" Bepo protested, whoch was a half-lie, half-truth. There was something wrong, but it wasn't with you. He just knew Law wouldn't follow him back otherwise.

"What?" Law instantly felt worry start to fill him. "Where is she?"

"I don't know, I saw her just now, crying, and then she ran off."

Law frowned. He didn't like it when you cried. Not because it was irritating, but because he always got this weird, ugly feeling when you did. You should never have to cry, you should never have to feel pain. Instantly, he goes back to the Polar Tang but not to look for you. He just simply uses his devil fruit to get you back into his room, and when he does he feels guilty by the sight.

Your eyes are red and puffy and you're sniffing like you're sick, but you're not sick. You're avoiding his gaze and casting your eyes downward to the floor, unable to look at him. And you're hugging yourself.

"(Name)-ya," he calls, hoping to get you to look at him.

"I thought you were with Robin," you tell him quietly, the hurt evident in your small, vulnerable voice.

He frowns, "I was, but-"

"Then we don't need to talk about anything," you cut him off. "I'm fine, go bacl to your conversation." You can't help being a bit snippy, tired of crying and even more so of being sad.

"You have been crying," he argued, "That is my concern."

"Oh really?" You suddenly glared at him. "I didn't think you'd notice. But you didn't, did you? Bepo had to tell you, because you were so engrossed in your new girlfriend!" You scoffed, rubbing your face and getting up. "Leave me alone."

"No," Law blocked your path out of the room. "I want to talk about this. And...I want to apologise for hurting you." He paused awkwardly, never good with apologies. "I didn't mean to spend so much time with her and neglect you, I promise. I just kept losing track of time, and I got a little bit eager that someone else was interested in some of the same things I am."

"Yeah, I know," you mumbled, "I'm sorry I'm not that person. I'm sorry I'm not your ideal girlfriend." The tears started falling again, and the ache returned to Law's chest.

"That's not what I meant," he moved closer, "You are perfect just the way you are. I don't want you to be like me, I don't think I could date someone like me. I often wonder how you do it."

Your eyes widen at the vulnerable revelation, and that leads you to start listening to his sincere words and slowly calm down.

"If I neglect you like that again, please just tell me," he pleaded, taking your hands in his. "Don't suffer in silence, I don't like seeing how it's affected you. And I don't like being the reason you cry. So please, just talk to me when I hurt you. Pull me away from any conversation, throw my books, whatever. Just make sure I listen."

"Okay," you slowly smiled, nodding. "But you can't yell at me if I do."

He sighed, but felt relieved that he was forgiven, "I won't."

"Great. Now you owe me a lot of cuddles and even more kisses," you pout. "And double the amount of hugs."

"Done, done and done," he murmured as he leaned down to kiss you sweetly and gently.

LUFFY

If Luffy hasn't upset you in some way, you'd be suspicious. His carefree nature was bound to anger or frustrate you in some way or the other, and his tendency to overexert himself in fights often ended with you concerned for his health in general. He's never made you cry, because if there's one thing Luffy can do well it's keep his promises.

Until he meets Boa Hancock.

And you get it. She's gorgeous, she's powerful, she's a queen. She's everything a woman should be, and you can't help but feel envious of the attention she gets from men. Luffy doesn't really care for her looks, which is a little comforting, however she found the way to his heart and every time you guys met her on the ocean she had the nerve to throw him a huge feast. And your beloved, naive boyfriend always thought she was just being nice and gorged himself on her food, missing the way she looked at him longingly and not understanding her flirtatious advances.

But you understood them very well.

But as mentioned before, she's a powerful person. Not just because she's a devil fruit user, but also because she's a Warlord. You knew you couldn't piss her off in any way, for the safety of the crew, but she had no such qualms. It seemed she knew that you hated how much she attended to Luffy, she knew how much you hated her advances and how Luffy always ate whatever she offered. And she abused her title, doing it on purpose because she knew there was nothing you could do.

Most of the time it was just frustrating beyond comparison. But slowly it ate away at you, and one particular meeting had you excusing yourself in an attempt to escape what seemed like a suffocating situation.

Boa was once again on your ship - it seemed like she purposely sought it out just to see your boyfriend, and she probably did. Luffy was enjoying yet another one of her feasts, and she was sat right beside him. Touching his arm and saying sweet things to him like he didn't already have a girlfriend. Batting her eyelashes at him and offering him sweet smiles that would knock the socks off any man other than Luffy. Once again, he didn't seem to notice how uncomfortable it made you, and you felt your eyes brim with tears.

Maybe he did notice and just didn't mind. Maybe he did notice and actually enjoyed her attention like everyone else did. Maybe you had him all wrong in this particular situation. He had spent a long time with her on her island, after all.

"Excuse me," you mumble to no one in particular, rising from your seat and swiftly exiting the room. It was like you couldn't breathe, your throat burning as the tears started falling faster and faster, until you could barely see.

You were sure he hasn't even noticed you were gone. He probably hadn't even seen you leave. And that thought had you clinging to your pillow harder as you screamed into it, hot angry tears rolling down your cheeks in unstoppable waves. You were so hurt and upset that you didn't notice your room door swing open and a certain captain barge in.

"(Name)?" Luffy called, sounding confused. "Are you okay?"

You felt your body bounce a little as the overeager captain jumped onto your bed, but in your stubbornness you refused to look at him and turned away instead.

"Go away, Luffy."

Luffy was not used to hearing those words from you. Nor was he used to hearing the sadness in your voice, the way it cracked halfway, and the miserable sniff that came afterwards. He was not used to seeing you like this, so sad.

"What's wrong?" He tugged on your shoulder, trying to get you to turn back around to face him. "Are you sick? Is your stomach sore?"

"No, Luffy!" You sat up and yelled in exasperation. "I'm tired! I'm so, so tired okay!" You rubbed your face and curled up, thighs pressed tightly to your chest. "I'm tired of my boyfriend letting some other woman fawn over him with no boundaries. I'm tired of watching my boyfriend be sweet-talked and flirted with by some other woman. And I can't do anything, because she's a Warlord!"

Luffy's eyes went wide, and then he burst out laughing, "Are you worried about Hammock?" The incorrect name almost had you smiling, but you managed to keep your face stoic. "(Name), I only want you. You know that right?"

"Yes," you sighed, "And I trust you, Luffy. It's just...you never stop her and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm not enough. Like she does more for you than I ever could." Your gaze fell. "Sometimes I think you actually like her."

Suddenly his arms were around you and he was squeezing you in the tightest hug he'd ever given.

"I don't like anyone the way I like you, (Name)," he promised. "ANd I never will. You are the only person who makes me feel like this, and you do enough for me already. You cook for me! I bet Hammock doesn't even make the food herself. If it came to choosing you or her, it would always be you."

Your cheeks burned when he said that, and slowly a smile formed on your lips, "That's really sweet, Luffy. Thank you. I needed to hear that."

He nuzzled his face against yours affectionately, "I will remind you as many times as you want!"

SANJI

Sanji's most annoying habit tended to irritate you majority of the time, and every instance ended with you practically fuming and storming off after telling him off angrily. He would normally appease you with something sweet, or your favourite dish. In some extreme cases, both. But you never stayed mad at him, because he made it impossible for you to do so. You just never expected that one day the hurt would become too much for you to handle, and you'd react with sadness rather than fury.

The crew had been given the day off to explore another island. Everyone had split to do their own things, but the cook insisted on accompanying you because it was one of the rare times he got to spend alone with you for an entire day. So the two of you strolled through the vibrant town, enjoying the atmosphere and each other's presence.

That is, until Sanji forgot about your warning to not flirt with anyone on this island. He deemed it just being a gentleman, but you knew better than that.

When you caught him staring as your words faltered, you expected the usual bout of anger to flare within you. You were ready to tell him off again, a dozen insults coming to mind for that woman, when you felt a sharp pang in your chest instead. Your words caught in your throat, and a sorrow like nothing you'd ever experienced filled you.

Had he been staring the entire time you were talking to him? To make matters worse, he seemed to forget you were speaking and drifted over to the lady to compliment her dress.

You felt humiliated. No one here actually knew you two, but it was embarrassing that you couldn't even keep your lover's attention on you. Your cheeks burned, your throat along with them, and your eyes brimmed with tears. It was made worse when you glanced around at all the other couples, and found them happily clinging to each other and acting like they were the only two people in the world.

"What do you think, ma chérié?" Sanji's voice suddenly filled your ears. "Do you like it?"

You hastily wiped your eyes, trying to look like you did before, "Um, like what? Sorry, I wasn't listening..."

He didn't seem to notice the sadness in your tone or the forlorn expression on your face, he just barrelled on, "This pretty young woman's dress, what do you think of it?"

"A-are you serious?" You choked out, feeling the burning in your throat get worse.

"Yes! Doesn't it look nice?"

You couldn't take it anymore. You were hyperventilating at this point. Scared of being embarrassed further with your impending sobbing, you turned and sprinted as fast as you could away from the scene. He called after you, but you weren't listening.

He arrived at the ship at the same time you did, leaving you confused. You were about to push past him when he grabbed your waist, stopping you.

"Wait, my love, I'm sorry," he apologised, "Don't cry, please."

You smacked his hand away from your face, "No, don't. If you were really sorry, you'd stop flirting with every woman you see like I told you to! But no, you keep doing it." Your eyes watered again. "Do you have any idea what it's like? Seeing your own lover interested in someone else, not even listening to you?"

Sanji was speechless. He had no idea it affectef you this much, but he blamed himself for going on with it even when you told him not to.

"How would you feel if I flirted with every guy I saw?" You demanded.

"Oh no, please don't," he begged, heart sinking at the thought.

"But it's okay for you to do it?" You looked away, and his heart broke.

"I'm sorry," he apologised again, "I am, really. But I wasn't flirting with her, I promise! I was just asking where she got that dress because it looked so nice and I thought it would look good on you..."

Your eyes widened when you heard this, "Wait, what? Is that why you asked if I liked it?"

"Mhm," he smiled, "I wanted to get it for you if you did."

You were the speechless one now. All that time he had been thinking of you, and you'd gone and assumed the worst. Now you felt even more embarrassed, but for a totally different reason.

"Sanji, I-"

"No need to apologise, love," he immediately hugged you when it seemed like it was okay for him to. "I haven't exactly given you reasons to trust me not to flirt. But I promise, I am doing my best to not do it. I don't want to lose you."

He really was too cute to stay mad at, or even to stay sad about, and you ended up smiling and leaning in to kiss him.

"Fine, but do it again and I'm going to leave you for Zoro."

His face paled, "No no, ma chérie, you can't be serious! Love, wait! Are you serious??" And he followed you to your room, begging you to tell him you were lying.

USOPP

You were well aware that Usopp had had a romantic interest in a girl long before he met you. He would never tell you about her, but Nami and Luffy told you about her and what they knew about her relationship with Usopp. As far as you could tell, they had never done anything more than kiss once.

You felt like you were getting in the way of their relationship, and most days that thought just put you into an emotionless daze. You felt like you couldn't compare, because she seemed to be his first love. And as bad as this sounds, you started to feel like you were a relationship of convenience to him. Someone to keep him company while he longed for another.

"You know that's not true," Nami would reassure you when you confided in her. "He's not like that. He really loves you."

"I can tell he thinks about her sometimes," you argue, "And we don't know whether or not he imagines her in my place when we kiss or do anything remotely romantic. Who's to say he wouldn't go back to her if we somehow made it back to the East Blue?"

Nami couldn't give you the answer to that, and it hurt all the more. You tried not to let it get to you, you really did, but some days were worse than others. Some days you felt inferior, like you were not as pretty as she was, even though you'd never seen her. If he was so crazy about her to still be thinking about her months after he'd met you, he surely still loved her, right?

"Usopp, I have a question," Nami asked the sharpshooter one day.

"Uhhhh, no I did not borrow any money from you..." He replied nervously, eyes darting around the room.

The navigator's eyes narrowed, "We'll get to that later. Anyway, if we went back to the East Blue, what would you do? Would you want to rekindle your relationship with Kaya?"

Usopp's face paled, "What kind of question is that?!"

"Just answer!"

"I...I don't know!" He cried, then attempted to flee only to see you standing in the doorway, your eyes glistening. "(Name)-"

"I get it," you swallowed thickly, "She was your first love. I just wish you'd stop pretending like this relationship means anything to you." You turned and retreated to your room, locking the door and falling down against it, tears flowing freely.

You knew it was unfair. You knew he'd known her his whole life and you just a year. But you kind of hoped that since you'd actually developed what you thought was a meaningful, deep romantic relationship with him, he wouldn't have to think about it. You kind of hoped he would just choose you, simple as that. And you know it was unfair to him, and selfish of you. But you couldn't help it.

"(Name)!" The sharpshooter knocked on your door. "Please let me in!" He sounded panicked, like he did before you all went into a fight.

"Go away, Usopp," you yelled, but the pain in your voice was too clear for him to ignore.

Normally he would give up. He does that very easily. But when it comes to you he doesn't stop, and he never will. He hates leaving you on your own, especially when you're upset and even more so when he's the reason you're upset.

"Please, baby," he pleaded, "Let me explain! I never said I would! Please, just open up. Let's talk about this!"

"You can say what you want through the door," you told him, "Otherwise we don't talk at all." And yes, again this was unfair to him, but again you couldn't help it.

"I know what you must be thinking," he immediately started, "And you're wrong. Yes I used to love Kaya, and yes we almost had a relationship, but that was clearly not meant to be. Because I met you, and I fell in love with you, and I can't imagine loving anyone else now that I know what it feels like to love you." He paused for a moment, thinking of what else to say, and then, "You're the love of my life now, and I know that it will stay that way even if we were to somehow end up back in the East Blue. You are my girlfriend now, and I only ever want or think about you. Please believe me, it'll only ever be you."

Hearing all of this slowly calmed you down, and you didn't even notice when the tears stopped. His sincere, loving words hit you right where you needed them the most, and you stood up to open the door.

"You mean all that?"

"Yes," he looked like he was on the verge of tears himself. "Please don't break up with me."

"Oh, Usopp," you laughed and wiped your eyes, "I could never do that. Especially not after such sweet words. You're stuck with me."

"And hopefully always will be," he added, immediately hugging you and almost crushing your bones. "I'm so sorry (Name), I'm sorry I made you cry!" And then he actually started crying.

"Usopp..."

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