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scarletttries · 6 days ago

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Comfort My Characters Request: Jack Abbot (The Pitt) x Reader...a nice, relaxing bath

(prompt list here) & 2025 Request List - requests open

...a nice, relaxing bath for Jack Abbot 🛁

You always knew a shift had been worse than usual when Jack Abbot turned up at your door with no warning. On the lighter days, he'd call you as he walked over to your place and tell you some of the highlights of his day, so by the time he was back in your arms he could be done with all the work talk and focus on just being with you. Tonight as you heard the familiar thud of his heavy steps before he rattled on your door, you could tell there wasn't one moment of his day he was ready to share yet.

"Jack-" You sighed softly, voiced tinged with concern as he all but collapsed against your chest as you pushed the door closed behind him, letting one hand fall to the back of his neck, thumb brushing gently over him as you felt him coil more tightly against you. He didn't say a word, his shoulders slowly starting to unclench from just the sensation of being in his safe place again, completely at awe in your ability to light up the darkness he so often found comfort in.

You knew better than to ask, the slow dance of getting Jack to open up to you now one you knew every step to. Instead you waited until finally he released his desperate hold on you, his bloodshot eyes finding yours and seeking direction, his whole heart implicitly trusting that you could take better care of him than anyone else. He'd do anything you said if it kept you looking at him like that.

"Let's get you cleaned up, love." Your warm hands found his trembling, taking a gentle hold and guiding him forwards with slow, careful steps. He nodded along with your every move, closing the gap between your bodies every time you moved a little further away, drawn to your orbit and hopelessly lost without it.

He perched unceremoniously on the toilet lid as you poured different sweet smelling potions into the rising bath water, watching your every move closely for any sign of resentment, hesitation, anything to support the voice in the back of his mind that said this was too much. That you were too good for him. Too kind to him. That he'd never be able to repay this. But every glance his way was accompanied by an adoring smile and the occasional kiss to his forehead that quietened any thoughts of imbalance.

Satisfied by the expanding bubbles and comforting aromas drifting up from the tub, you shut off the taps and slowly lowered yourself to your knees, eyes locked with Jack's. You raised one hand towards his injured leg, waiting for him to nod before you carefully removed his prosthetic, placing it aside before tugging off his other boot. Piece by piece you stripped away the remnants of his day, each item tinged with the scent of blood and bleach, every inch of Jack's skin revealed lifting another weight from his shoulders.

"Ready?" You held his hands in yours as he swung one foot into the tub, carefully lowering himself into the warm embrace of the water until he was sat comfortably and submerged up to his chest. You gathered up the scrubs scattered on the ground, but as you moved to take them out of the bathroom, you heard a loud slosh of water followed by Jack's hand reaching out to grab you.

"I'll be right back," you tried to soothe the frantic look in his eyes, but were only met with a heartbreaking plea,

"please, stay" from the wide eyed doctor, who looked like he feared the world might turn dark if he couldn't feel you beside him.

"Of course." Warmth dripped from your words as you let the bundle of his clothes fall to the ground, quickly followed by your own, shedding any layers that kept you from being as close to him as possible. No matter how many times he'd seen you get undressed, he always gazed at you in absolute reverence, a soft smile dancing on his lips even when he thought nothing could bring one on. Before he could argue that he should be the big spoon, you lowered yourself into the water behind him, letting his back fall against your chest and running warm, wet hands over his aching shoulders. A deep contented sigh slipped between his lips as you tilted back his head, slowly pouring handfuls of water over his hair and washing away the worst of his thoughts.

You took your time working through his tangled curls and massaging in some conditioner, the smile on Jack's face growing when he realised this meant he was going to smell like you for the next day or two. You could feel the tension release from his back muscles with every careful touch of his skin you performed, taking the time to lean forward to kiss his flushed cheeks every time you got the chance. You let your hands rub over his arms, tenderly brushing each inch of skin with the luxurious water and earning more and more content sighs and groans as you eased the tension he held. Your fingers worked over his chest next, Jack leaning more of his weight against you as your touch revived a man who was all but dead on his feet less than an hour ago. Your thumbs pushed gently circles into his thighs as your massage continued, Jack's eyes fluttering open for the first time since you joined him as your hands drifted lower.

"You don't have to-oh." You cut off any protest about you making his aching leg feel better with a kiss along his jawline, one that made him unable to think about anything other than how perfect your lips felt pressed against his skin, unable to form any words that weren't praise, your hands washing away the worst of his aches with your caring devotion. His injured leg felt less and less heavy as the warm water and your loving touches washed over him, your lips working their way down his neck and keeping him completely under your spell, a very willing victim of your magic touch.

"Feeling better?" You sighed softly against his ear when you were satisfied the frown lines on his face had relaxed into a look of pure bliss.

"Oh, so much better." He sounded almost drunk as the words crept out behind a now wide smile, Jack feeling the anxiety that he had carried in his core when he approached your door shifting into a much more enjoyable feeling bubbling inside him. "Thank you for always taking care of me. I love you, you know that right?"

As you tried to reply he turned just enough to be able to capture his lips with yours, smiling against your kiss as you melted against him. You loved him too. He knew.

The familiar mischievous glint in his eye returned as he spoke again, "Now swap places me, it's your turn to get felt up, I mean cleaned up."

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scarletttries · 14 days ago

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When The Pitt Boys Have a Crush...(The Pitt Headcanons)

Pairings: Dr Robby x Reader, Dr Langdon x Reader, Dennis Whitaker x Reader

Author's Note: I've been super run down lately so have been enjoying slowly working my way through The Pitt and now my feelings for Dennis Whitaker have become strong enough that I simply need to write about him 💞 Enjoy and pls send in any more Pitt headcanons you'd like to see :)

Dr Robby

- It's been long enough since the last time Dr. Robby allowed himself to feel this much of anything, that when Nurse Evans teases him for having a little crush on you he can barely find the words to argue. He could try and tell her she's wrong but as you walk by on the other side of the emergency room and his heart starts to hammer in his chest like he's just heard there's a trauma inbound, well, he knows there's no point fighting it.

- Robinavitch isn't the kind of man who'll fret about what to do next. He's spent a lot of years dealing with the most stressful day of peoples' lives, so he knows that the best thing to do is just act on the information he has as he receives it. The doesn't mean he won't spend a moment worrying he's been coming across as an idiot at work if even the nurses have noticed how he feels about you before he manages to.

- Suddenly he realises that there's a reason sometimes he leaves even the longest shifts with a smile on his face; it's always the shifts when you're working alongside him. Why he finds himself hovering a little longer at the nurse's station when he should be hurrying; because he gets to hear a little more of your voice before he has to face his next calamity. Why his steps have felt a little bit lighter since you joined the team down in the Pit six months ago, making him feel just that bit more excited to take on every single shift, because doing almost anything together with you feels almost brand new.

- He manages to contain himself until the end of that shift, pacing outside the locker room until you emerge and he can pretend walking out with you was all just good timing. Luckily it gave him time to check the rota for the next time you both have a day off, and before you know it you have plans with your boss. Dr Robby would go for a classic date like a ballgame or dinner, something where he can talk to you as much as he wants to without being interrupted by the chaos of your jobs. He'd play it cool, letting the atmosphere on your date be relaxed and casual, the doc already so confident that the spending time together can only go well that he's planning dates two and three in the back of his mind the whole night.

Dr Langdon

- Oh Dr Langdon, my chaotic disney prince with beautiful boy band hair, you would be so useless at having a crush. Dr Langdon's so used to people pursuing him, feeling confident and in control, and yet when you're around him suddenly he feels like he can't remember the order words are supposed to come out in, and now Javadi's talking to him about how you're like Utah and his day is only getting worse.

- He'll try to avoid you, letting other doctors take the more interesting cases so he can hide himself in the South rooms, far away from the panic you seem to stir up in him. When Dr McKay finds him peeking around corners like he's in danger, she has to hold back a laugh at his dishevelled state when he tells her there's something wrong with you that only he seems to notice. She leaves him to work out what he's missing on his own, knowing any attempt to tell him the truth would only spook him worse.

- It's a torturously long shift for Dr Langdon, so much so that when he's finally trudging out the door exhausted to his core, he doesn't even notice that manages to stumble right into your path.

"Long day Dr Langdon?" You ask softly, with that same smile that made him forget half his patients' names today.

"Yeah, just - you know how it goes." He feels himself cringe at his sheer inability to form a sentence under your warm gaze, his mouth going dry and you nodded knowingly and spoke again,

"I do. I was going to go get breakfast if you want to talk about it?" The offer rattled Langdon to core: He had spent all day avoiding you, terrified of the effect you seemed to have on him, and yet he could feel his cheeks tighten into a wide smile as his head nodded of its volition. You were going to be the death of him.

Dennis Whitaker

- Sweet, soft, pasty Dennis is no stranger to a crush. He's felt the sting of hope and then rejection more times than he would care to remember, so when he walks into the emergency room on his first day in Pittsburg and sees you practically floating between rooms, he knows he's a goner.

- He'll put in every effort to be nothing but friendly and polite, no matter how much his stomach flutters every time you say his name, or how he forgot how to breathe when your fingers brushed over his cheeks when put a mask on him while his hands were full. It's not easy for him to concentrate when he's sure he can feel the warmth radiating from your skin whenever you have to step past him to work on a patient, but he also can't deny how nice it feels to someone as wonderful as you checking in on him in the new, chaotic place.

- It doesn't take long for Dr Robby to notice the way Whitaker's eyes follow you across the floor, a dopey smile painted across his face whenever you glance back at him. He'll wait for a quiet moment between patients to subtly mention to Dennis that 'there's no policy at the hospital against dating a colleague, just in case anyone's caught his eye.' Dennis will laugh off the implication, quickly reassuring his boss that there's no risk of you actually going out with him so he doesn't need to worry about that. No Dennis doesn't need to work beside you for long to know that he's got no chance of someone of brilliant and beautiful as you wanting to spend time with him outside of the hospital, but it's still nice to let the warmth of his adoration rush over him as he resumes working by your side, despite Robby's attempts at pep talk.

- Thankfully Whitaker is being far too hard on himself, and is truly oblivious to way you eagerly return his every dopey smile, and blush when he hovers just behind you to read a screen over your shoulder, and how his gentle nature with all his patients only makes you want to spend more of your time with him. You'll have to be the one to ask Dennis out, and even then he's probably going to assume it's not a date until you wrap your arms around him at the end of it and lean it for a kiss he would have never imagined he'd actually get.

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scarletttries · 19 days ago

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This is so cute!

Comfort My Characters!

Send me an emoji and a character name and I’ll give my character that comfort!

🛁 - A nice, relaxing bath

💤 - A few extra hours of sleep

🎬 - An uninterrupted movie night

🍽 - A special treat of their choice

☀️ - A nice day outside

🧣 - A fluffy blanket

🌸 - Something that calms them

🤗 - A warm hug

⛑ - Some tender first-aid

🛏 - Someone by their bedside when they wake up

🛎 - Someone at their beck and call

🥰 - Post-nightmare cuddles

☺️ - Soft words of reassurance

🤝 - Some help performing a basic task

🤫 - Some peace and quiet

🙃 - Someone to share their suffering with

🍳 - Breakfast in bed

📚 - A bedtime story

😭 - A shoulder to cry on

✋ - A hand carding gently through their hair

🧸 - A soft plushie

😌 - Someone gently brushing their hair

♟ - Board games/arts and crafts inside

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scarletttries · 22 days ago

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In honour of the peacemaker season two trailer, and my boy Adrian Chase gracing us with his presence once again, I thought I'd reshare my favourite Vigilante fic from season one 🥰

For more vigilante madness, check out my master list for Adrian Chase 💕

Bubble Trouble

Pairing: Adrian Chase (Vigilante) x Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 3.9k

Author's Note: This is a completely self-indulgent bit of writing, purely inspired by the fact I am visiting the Lakes this weekend and staying at a cottage with a hot tub. You just know Adrian would go absolutely feral at being in a hot tub with you, so I had to write this down. Also, if my queue lines up correctly there is a chance this fic will post while I am literally in a hot tub which is fun (alas but not with Adrian) Enjoy :)

Bubble Trouble

'It's been another long day, but we've collected our final sample from site 17L. Where to next, boss?' You fired off the text to Harcourt, yawning as you packed your supplies into the back of the refrigerated truck. It had been a long few weeks since Economos had been tipped off about some underground supervillain ring storing toxic waste in silos across the country, waiting for the chance to use it. The team had been split into pairs, each driving through a different state to collect samples from suspected areas, looking for traces of waste that the agency could then come in and neutralise. It sounded like the worst few weeks of work the rest of the team could imagine, but for you it had been like a vacation in heaven. Why? Because when Harcourt pulled the names for teams of two out of a hat, yours had been next to Adrian's.

Which meant you had spent the last three weeks alone in his company, hearing his jokes and thoughts and laughter and being on the receiving end of all of his smiles. Spending hours driving through scenic roads, radio on, just the two of you, you never wanted this assignment to end. And every night when you would pull over at some roadside diner and settle in at your table for two, or got your keys for your neighbouring motel rooms, you thought about how every day could be like this if you just got up the nerve to tell him how you felt, and if he would just feel the same back. But instead every day you said a respectful goodnight and then kicked yourself to sleep. As Adrian settled into the driver seat, his turn today, you got a reply from Harcourt, reading it aloud automatically,

"You two can turn in for the day now, I'll send the address for the night through. I had to go way over budget for this one, but it was the only one nearby so you better fucking appreciate it. And make the most of it." An address quickly followed and as you both set off, you pondered aloud what Harcourt must have meant by make the most of it? Maybe she was tired of you claiming dinners on expenses and got you a place with a big kitchen? Adrian thought it might have a really big bathroom and that she unfairly thought he wasn’t washing enough for your road trip, which you laughed off,

"I promise I would’ve told you by now if you smelled Adrian."

"That's good to know, and I promise you always smell nice. It's actually very comforting." He replied, like it was a very normal thing to say between friends and colleagues. You had never got used to the way he complimented you, it was constant and easy and heartfelt, and sometimes you truly thought it must be flirty and something more than just a kind word between friends. But then in the same breath he would say something just as flattering about Peacemaker, and you went back to feeling uncertain about the chemistry between the two of you.

After a few hours of driving in comfortable silence and singing to the constant country drawls that seemed to be the only thing on the radio this far out in the sticks, you pulled into the address Harcourt had sent. It looked like a simple, unassuming cottage from the front, and you wondered why this was the lodging that broke the bank, especially in this remote area. Adrian immediately collected your personal bags up, insisting on carrying them into your home every single night 'because it would be against the laws of chivalry not to, and then he'd have to shoot himself.' You retrieved a key from the usual lockbox to the side of the house, doing a quick scout of the perimeter before going inside, knowing it's what Emilia would do. As you rounded the back fence, you used the key to open it, stepping into a large garden. Your jaw dropped as you immediately realised what she had meant by ‘make the most of it.' The garden was beautifully decorated with flower pots and glistening fairy-lights, and in the middle of the deep mahogany decking was a jacuzzi, protected with a light cover, steam already radiating from it in the night air. You grinned at the thought of relaxing into the warm bubbly water, texting Harcourt to say you arrived safe and that you really owed her one. Completely lost in your thoughts you jumped as Adrian drew close behind you, stopping in his tracks as he took in the view, just as you had. A shiver ran up your spine as you realised you were going to have a hot tub to yourselves for the night. Your phone buzzed in your hand and you glanced down to read Emilia's response,

"We're at our safe house too, have a fun night ;) If you can't make a move on lover boy in a hot tub, I might lose all faith in your flirting forever.".

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You and Adrian quickly separated into the two bedrooms inside the cottage, and you rummaged to the bottom of your bag, thanking the gods and your past self for packing one cute bikini for this trip. You had only expected to use it in a shitty motel pool, but it would be perfect for a night of relaxation, and possibly even romance. You played the words of Emilia's text over and over in your head, and honestly, as usual, she was right. You and Adrian had spent weeks together, and you knew one day soon enough you'd have to return to your usual separate lives, unless you could use this moment to tell him how you felt and that you didn't want to stop spending your days with him, ever. You spent a few minutes giving yourself a pep talk in the mirror as you admired yourself in your swimsuit - you are beautiful, and smart, and kind, and fun to be around, and Adrian has been just as happy as you these last few weeks so why the hell wouldn't he like you! You nodded at your reflection resolutely, before heading out into the garden; time to figure out how to work a hot tub!

Pulling the cover off was easy enough for you, grateful for the little wooden steps running alongside it. You found the control panel on the far side of the tub, and kneeled on the steps to check the settings before getting in. You braced yourself with your hands on the side of the jacuzzi, ending up leaning over it on your hands and knees as you set the jets and bubbles going and got the temperature just right. You heard movement from the back door, flicking your hair to look over at Adrian, unintentionally arching your back to twist round to see him.

As Adrian stepped out of the house, he could've sworn he'd died and somehow made it into heaven. In the delicate lights of the garden you were practically glowing, on all fours as the steam rose around you, your ass perfectly displayed in your bikini and position over the jacuzzi. As you turned to look at him, he had to physically shake his head to snap out of his daydream, forcing his agape mouth into a smile, waving unnaturally. You thought you caught him staring at your ass for a second when you turned to him, but brushed it off, putting it down to wishful thinking given the upcoming opportunity to confess your attraction. Satisfied with your understanding of hot tub controls you returned Adrian's awkward wave, and then settled yourself into the warm water below you. You closed your eyes for a second and let out a content sigh as you felt your muscles relax under the light pressure of the jets. Adrian tensed again, hearing the noise escape your lips, shifting his legs uncomfortably to hide his immediate, excited reaction to the situation. You looked up and smiled at him, getting the full view of his muscular chest glistening in the soft lighting, feeling a warmth inside you that couldn't be purely blamed on the water around you.

"It's so nice in here, come on." You encouraged, shifting slightly to give him space to enter by the steps. Crossing his arms stiffly in front of his waist he took a few cautious steps towards you, wanting nothing more than to sink next you to, to feel your exposed skin against him.

"Are you sure? I can always come back when you are done?" He countered, a hollow offer, trying not to sound as eager as he felt about getting so close to you.

"Don't be silly, get in. Plus, I might never leave this tub so you'd be waiting a while, I’m gonna ask Harcourt to forward my mail here." You joked, easing his fears of creeping you out with his excited stare. He nodded and vaulted one side of the tub, easily settling into the space across from you. You couldn't help but admire his athletic form as he dropped down gracefully, feeling the flutter of excited butterflies inside you as the way the water dripped down bare chest, a warm hum leaving his throat at the pleasant sensations from the bubbles.

"You know what, I get it. I'll be your roommate here, I think we can make it work." He laughed, an internal struggle between his will power and his needs waging as he fought to maintain eye contact with you. You giggled at the thought of conducting the rest of your life out of this jacuzzi, pretty tempted, and you closed your eyes to sink lower into the water, feeling the rush of the jets against your shoulders. Adrian took the opportunity to drink in the sight of you, chest barely covered by your thin bikini top, stomach on display, practically calling him to its soft embrace. Your legs glistened under the water, and he shifted in his seat again, picturing himself running his hands up them, only stopping to grip the sexy butt that would be imprinted on his mind for the rest of his life. You were a vision in front of him, the kind of sight that would appear in his head every time he closed his eyes, or tried to sleep, or spent the night touching himself. You had already become by far his favourite person in the world on this trip, his feelings reaching back further than that, but seeing you like this, so close and so revealed, had his manhood throbbing uncomfortably as he tried not to stare.

You opened your eyes again, having spent a moment mentally preparing for your next move. You shook your shoulders off as you sat back up, and cautiously moved to the same side of the tub as Adrian, looking around the garden as you shifted, speaking nonchalantly,

"Is it alright if I sit here?" Continuing as Adrian nodded, noting his eyes stayed firmly fixed front and centre like he was scared to glance your way. "It's been so nice getting to spend so much time with the last few weeks Ady, it's going to be kinda weird when we go back to working as a whole team. I'll miss this time together." You thought out loud, settling so your shoulder was barely an inch from Adrian's, not wanting to close the gap between you until you could get a read on how he was feeling too. You let the words linger in the air as you stared at the light around you, before noticing that out this far in the country you could actually make out some of the stars in the sky. As you stared upwards, smiling at the galaxies above you, Adrian finally let his eyes wander to your skin, staring at the constellation of freckles and marks over your skin, You were practically touching him, telling him you liked spending time with him, he had never felt this close to anyone before, and yet he still needed more. Without a single thought in his head he leaned down, muttering softly, "I don't want to miss you." If you hadn't seen it in your peripheral vision you would have thought you imagined it, but you didn't, Adrian had just said something sweet and kissed your shoulder. So quickly, so softly, you could've missed it. But you didn't and now your eyes stared deeply into his, a worried frown forming on his brow as the possible consequences of his actions started to play out in his mind. You silenced that train of thought by doing what felt like the only appropriate response; you placed a gentle kiss on his shoulder closest to you, and replied, "I like you Adrian."

A moment's silence lingered between you as Adrian tilted his head closer, breathing out quietly, "You're my favourite person (y/n)." You glanced down at his lips as he blinked at yours, and finally you closed the space between you. It was hard to tell whether it was the feeling of his soft kiss, or the perfectly placed stream of bubbles flowing between your legs, but sparks ran up your spine as you leaned closer to Adrian, feeling the release of weeks of apprehension. You pulled back from the kiss, shifting yourself over Adrian's lap to straddle him. As you wrapped your arms around his neck you felt his hard erection rubbing against your inner thigh, and he moaned at the contact before his eyes shot open, rambling apologetically,

"Shit I'm sorry, you just look so fucking hot in a bikini, and I really like you, and I've basically been painfully hard most of the time we've been on this mission, and I really can’t help it tonight and I've felt like I've been about to explode from the second I stepped out here and saw you." You cut him off with another kiss, stifling a giggle at his confession, picturing all the time he had spent in a bedroom next to yours wishing you could ‘give him a hand’ with his excitement. As you deepened the kiss, opening your mouth and pulling your chest flush to his, you started to gently grind your centre against his, his head falling back at the sweet friction. You teased him a little as you moved,

"You've been hard all mission huh? Didn't you ever think about knocking on my door and telling me what you wanted?"

"Fuck, you feel good. And trust me I thought about it! I don't want to sound like a creep, but god did I think about it. How you'd open the door in your underwear, although you’re even hotter in person, and invite me in, and let me touch you, and how you'd moan my name and what it'd be like to come in you. That's basically all i've thought about every night this month." He cried out desperately, his fingers lightly tracing circles on your thighs as he spoke, warmth building inside of you with his words. His fingers landed still for a moment, just before they reached the material of your bikini, his eyes looking into yours pleadingly. You leaned in to whisper in his ear,

"Then why don't you find out what it sounds like when I moan your name," pausing to nip his earlobe slightly before adding, "because I already know from all the time I've spent thinking about you."

His hips bucked against yours with a will of their own at your words, his fingers tracing against the fabric in front of your pussy. You moaned into his neck, placing wet kisses along it as his free hand cupped your ass, sliding under your bikini. His fingers trailed along your bikini a few times before slipping under the fabric, moaning at how wet you already were for him, the sensation of his erection and bubbles against your centre leaving you soaked ready for him. You tensed upright as his finger plunged inside you, just starting to address the ache inside of you. As his finger gently pushed in and out you, he groaned, the feeling even better that how he had imagined. As his thumb brushed over your clit, you let out a soft moan, captivating his gaze. Your chest bounced in front of his face as his hand moved, your face showing your pleasure in ways he hadn't even imagined. His other hand moved from your ass to caress your face, brushing a hair behind you ear as the pressure inside you grew,

"Adrian," You moaned out subconsciously as another finger slid inside you, twisting to reach every inch of pleasure. He half-shouted "Fuck!" as he let the sound of your bliss wash over him, his dream coming true as he desperately tried to hold himself back from finishing before he you even touched him. Desperate to hear the sweet sound again, his hand worked faster around your sensitive clit, watching your chest rise and fall as you whimpered at his touch. The fingers that carded through your hair settled at the back of your neck, slowly pulling at the two tied bows holding your top in place. It fell into the water beside you, giving Adrian the full view of your body, rendering him speechless for one of the first times in his life. He watched your perfect chest bouncing softly at his touch, your arms still laced around his neck, keeping you close, ensuring he could hear every delicious noise coming out of you. Leaning forward, his lips met your breasts, sucking softly against the skin, letting his tongue trace lightly over your nipples, genuinely wondering if he would ever not be turned on again.

The way his tongue softly circled your hard nipples, the intense look in his eyes as he gazed up at you, brought you to edge quickly, his fingers working expertly beneath you.

"Adrian, I'm gonna cum." You moaned out, letting your fingers skim over his chest and settle between his legs, his arousal twitching in his desperation for contact. He groaned, tone begging,

"Say it again! Please say that again!" His thumb keeping its perfect steady rhythm over your nerves,

"Adrian, I'm gonna cum for you!" You managed to scream out as you reached your climax, tightening around his fingertips as he pumped them through your orgasm. He stared at you like the masterpiece you were, you mouth slightly open in bliss as his name poured out, the sweetest sight he could imagine.

"You're even better than in my dreams." He moaned out, still struggling to contain his own excitement as your settled back into grinding on his lap. "Now that I know how good that sounds, I'm never going stop touching you." He said excitedly, leaning to kiss you passionately as you moved your fingers to free him from the straining fabric of his swimsuit. He breath hitched at every slight contact you made with him, aching to feel you wrapped around him. You moved the sticky material of your bikini aside, lining him up with your entrance, brushing him over your folds a few times, watching his focused expression shift each time.

"Well now it's only fair I get to hear what you sound like when you cum for me." You joked darkly, lowering yourself on to him. The noise he made as you took him all in would play in your head for weeks, his hips bucking as he let the sensations wash over him. He had thought about being inside you so many times, but it didn't compare to this, having you tease him and pull him into you, his lips roaming your chest, the warmth and bubbles from the tub setting his skin ablaze. You moved yourself over the length of him, drawing yourself up and down, earning more and more explicit groans from him.

"Fuck (y/n)." He let out as you sunk down onto him again, the way you stretched around him tightening the pressure inside both of you.

"I like the way that sounds." You moaned, "You feel so good Ady. You're so good." The sound of your praise driving him wild, the motion of his hips getting more frantic with every word you shared. His hands gripped your ass, controlling your rhythm as he pounded into you, his tongue exploring your chest again. You felt your breath tightening again as his firm grip on you helped him plunge deep into your heat with every fierce thrust. Your fingers found your clit, lightly playing with yourself as you felt the peak of your pleasure approaching again.

"Cum with me Adrian." You breathed out, his eyes now firmly fixed on your waist, the sight of you touching yourself to him, the thought that you had done it before, and would maybe even let him watch you do it again, completely overwhelming.

"I'm gonna cum (y/n). I'm cumming for you." He cried out as he broke, spilling inside you, his hips shaking as he finally let go, repeating your name again and again. His gazed stayed fixed on you as he worked through his release, feeling your climax hit as you tensed up around him, still deep inside you. He kept thrusting until you came down from your high, second orgasm hitting you even harder than your first, the volume of your cries for him making you glad of your remote location. As your eyes fluttered back open, you kissed Adrian again, both of you smiling brightly as you let wrapped your arms around each other, never wanting to separate. His kisses were soft and sweet as he kept tight hold of you, trying to memorise the way your skin feels against his. He only broke the kiss to speak, immediately returning his lips to yours as soon as he could,

"Does this mean I keep spending all my time with you when this mission is over?"

You nodded against him,

"I'd like that."

"And when I can't sleep because I'm thinking about you, can we do that again?" You laughed and nodded again,

"I'd like that even more." You flirted, lips returning to his with purpose, relishing in the way they fit against yours, having spent so much time wondering what they'd feel like. After a few more minutes he blurted out,

"Do you think this is what Harcourt meant when she said to 'make the most of it'?"

You couldn't help bursting out laughing, imagining you catching her up on the events of the night in your text tomorrow. You thought about it for a minute before shrugging,

"Something like this." Adrian nodded thoughtfully before adding,

"Chris must have told her how much I like you, I should send her a thank you note for this."

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scarletttries · 1 month ago

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Hi :) I just discovered your blog. Really like your writing style, you’ve got a new reader in me! Wondering if you do ships/matchups?

Hi! This is so sweet, thank you so much 🥰 I did a whole ship event a few years ago which was really fun so I'd definitely do that again if you want to send something in! 💓

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scarletttries · 1 month ago

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Wedding Bells with the Straw Hats... (One Piece Headcanons)

Pairings: Luffy x Reader, Zoro x Reader, Sanji x Reader

Author's Note: Today I am off out on a Hen Do (or bachelorette party for my american readers) so I thought I'd queue some cute little wedding/engagement headcanons for our beloved pirate crew. ❤️ (Also not proofread because I forgot and am now at a bottomless brunch 🥂)

Monkey D. Luffy

- Until the day your rag-tag group of misfit pirates accidentally crashed a wedding, Luffy wouldn't have ever even considered the subject. In theory a wedding sounded like boring adult stuff that didn't interest the ever-changeable captain. But when he witnessed it with his own eyes; the flowers, the smiles, the music, the food. The way your gaze lingered on the bride and groom stood in their best outfits, staring at one another like nothing else had ever mattered in the world, not even the pirate crew bursting in amongst their guests, well that made Luffy reconsider his position.

- As Nami dragged him by the arm away from the mortified guests and the vulnerable cake she was sure Luffy would be captivated by, he was instead fixated by the soft smile on your face. He wasn't sure he'd seen you wear that expression before, but it looked like you were deep in thought and maybe even hopeful about something.

- Letting himself stew on those feelings for the rest of the day, he'd find you out on the deck that evening, still painted with a thoughtful expression. Monkey D. Luffy wasn't exactly a typical boyfriend at the best of times, and you'd never really given any thought to a wedding of you own, but something about the way that happy couple had only had eyes for each other, well it had made you wonder if one day you and Luffy would look at each other that way. It was a strange feeling that had your heart swelling in bittersweet affection; you never had to doubt Luffy's feelings for you, he made his adoration clear every single day, but at the same time you couldn't picture him planning a proposal or wedding, and you weren't sure you could exactly file a marriage certificate as wanted fugitives. It was a sweet dream, but one that may never be able to play out in reality, a thought you accepted even if it stung a little. You wouldn't trade your sweet captain or your life on the seas for anything, so it was okay if it meant losing out on something you had never realised you actually wanted.

- That's how Luffy found you, deep in thought and pondering where your still great love story might end.

"Do you want to get married?" He asked plainly as he came to rest behind you, letting his arms wrap around you as his chest met your back, his chin coming to rest over your shoulder so he could watch your expression shift at his words. His tone was clearly not a proposal, more a theoretical question to explore exactly what his favourite person was thinking. You didn't want to lie and brush off the comment, carefully considering your words before finally settling on a response.

"Maybe, but it's not the most important thing to me." Your hand found his and squeezed as you spoke, keeping your gaze fixed on the star speckled waters in front of you.

"Okay, well if you ever decide either way just let me know first please." He replied in his usual unserious tone, letting his lips land against your cheek before giving you a moment of space.

"Why's that?" You quizzed, never trying to read into Luffy's words when he so often thought things through in a way you could never understand.

"Because if you want to get married you should definitely marry me! And if you asked anyone else I'd be pretty sad about it." He pouted at the thought so sweetly that you couldn't help but giggle at his expression, which only seemed to make him more adorably pathetic in the way he clung to you, sparking a question in your mind, "Luffy, do you want to get married?"

"In general, nah. But to you, definitely." He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, his arms seeming to hold you that much tighter at just the thought of it. You twisted in his grasp until you could pull him back into a hug, your face burying itself in his chest. For tonight this was more than enough, and maybe on another strange and beautiful island, you'd tell Luffy you had made up your mind on it.

Roronoa Zoro

- Zoro spent enough of his years as a travelling bounty hunter to know how the world usually works. You find someone special, you fall in love, and then you get married. Admittedly he didn't know exactly what that last part entailed, but he was sure he could figure everything out if he ever found himself in that position.

- The first surprise was that he found someone. A man that usually preferred his own quiet company, Zoro had found you, someone he could hardly bear to go a moment without. Someone that made him want to be better, and kinder, and that made him feel at the same time like he was already enough. Like he just needed to be himself and everything would be okay because if that was good enough for you, then maybe he was better than he thought.

- And then he was in love. He woke up every morning wrapped in your arms and spent every waking moment smiling at the thought of you, until it was time to curl up against you to fall asleep and hope his dreams would be full of you too. Everything he did, from training to fighting to being a part of this crew, he felt like now he was doing it not just for himself, but for you too. And somehow he knew from the way you protected his heart, and returned every soft smile, that you were in love too.

- Which only left marriage on Zoro's mind. He still didn't exactly know what people usually did about that, but honestly it didn't matter. Zoro figured that you two didn't exactly live a normal life anyway, so why should he worry about how exactly you two were supposed to get married.

- Instead one morning you'd blink open your eyes to find him already gazing intently at you, lips slightly parted as if leaving room for words he couldn't seem to find.

"Are you okay Roronoa?" You uttered his name softly, watching a smile twitch on his lips from the way it sounded from yours.

"Yeah. I am." He sighed the words in a more gentle tone than you usually heard him use, his tongue darting over his lips as he prepared to speak again. "I love you. And you love me right?" You nodded at the words, unsure where he was going with this train of thought so early in the day. "So I should be your husband?"

If you had had a thousand guesses of what Zoro would ask you, you still wouldn't have picked that as you watched him stare at you in anticipation, as if he'd just asked you the simplest question in the world. It wasn't like him to be so open with his feelings, and you didn't want to do anything that might him suddenly panic and flee, so you tried to conjure your most matter-of-fact tone to match his.

"If you want to be my husband, then yes, you should be." He nodded at the words in agreement, satisfied that the conversation had gone as hoped and with a swift kiss landed on your lips he got up to start his day. As your husband.

- Cut to the rest of the crew losing their minds the first time Zoro calls himself your husband. Nami can't understand when you found the time to get married without anyone else noticing, and Zoro doesn't understand what she means. You didn't need to *get* married, you just *are* married. And neither of you would have it any other way.

Sanji

- Since the day he first saw a wedding cake, Sanji has dreaming of his own special day. The pageantry, the romance of it all, the dedication and proud declaration of love shared in front of the world. It was the most perfect thing he could imagine. He simply knew it would be the finest day of his life.

- Finding someone to share in that dream had been a little bit harder than he'd hoped. He was quick to infatuation, and flirting, and making every woman in his life feel like a princess. But it was much harder to find someone who he truly wanted to share his life with, and who he felt he could actually be enough for.

- Finally he found you, the person he knew deep down he had been meant to find his whole life. Your kindness, your beauty, your mind. Everything about you was more suited to Sanji than he could have ever dreamed possible, and that's what made it so difficult for him to imagine you'd have any interest in a nobody like him. It was up to you to make every first move; to finally tell him you like his flirting a little more than everyone else does, to land that first sweet kiss against his lips and then hold him upright as he melted into your touch, to tell him you loved him for exactly who he is and that he was everything you needed. Every inch of sweetness you gave him, he returned tenfold with his affections, but he could never quite believe you wanted him enough to cross each boundary first.

- So when you witnessed a small wedding party rushing out of temple in a cloud of cherry blossom petals on one of the islands you visited, and you watched Sanji's eyes grow wide and glistening as he watched the happy couple and then turned to wondrously gaze at you, you knew this would be another conversation where you had to take the lead.

- That night as you lay beside him in bed, you fought the sly smile on your lips as you brought up the wedding you'd seen, and watched him turn into a lovestruck romantic as expected.

"Oh wasn't it beautiful! Truly can anyone ever be as lucky as two people so in love!" You tried to keep your tone as casual as possible as you replied to his lovesick ramble,

"I can't wait to get married one day, what about you Sanji?" You could see him visibly gulp as he tried to reign in his enthusiasm enough to avoid potentially overstepping, praying your comment was limited to marrying him, but worried it was a more general desire.

"Yes my love, I'd like to get married one day too." He searched your face desperately for a sign of if you were pleased by his answer, or if you could feel his hopeless longing for you in every syllable he uttered.

"I'm very glad to hear that." You replied with a playful edge to your words, capturing his lips before he had the chance to spiral any further. You could almost feel the second your sentiment sunk in, his kiss growing more desperate as his arms wrapped around you, tipping your back against the mattress so he could clamber on top of you and envelop you with his body. Through frantic breath and desperate kisses you could just about make out his words,

"Oh my love, you are too good for me, the next island we stop at I swear, I'll find the most beautiful ring in the world for you, it will be the perfect day, I will be the perfect husband I promise, you bring me endless joy..I love you."

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scarletttries · 2 months ago

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When The Bloodhounds Boys Find Out You Have Feelings For Them...(Bloodhounds Headcanons Request)

Pairings: Gun Woo x Reader, Woo Jin x Reader

Author's Note: I'm really enjoying writing for lots of different shows/movies at the moment so let's flick back to Bloodhounds for some cutesy headcanons of our two favourite boxers 💞

Gun Woo

- It's so rare that something as light and sweet as the possibility of love makes an appearance in Gun Woo's life. So when it finally does, and in a form as wonderful as you, he doesn't quite know what to do with himself.

- Naturally it would be Woo Jin that has to tell him that you're not just stopping by his mother's cafe for tea these days, the sheer chemistry radiating between the two of you was immediately obvious to his mouthy best friend. Gun Woo would struggle to believe it at first, brushing it off as just his friend being overly kind as always, trying to make the gentle giant feel better about his uncontrollable feelings for you. But the next time you came in, and gave him that warm smile, and lingered to talk to him for as long as possible before you had to skip out to work, and didn't flinch at the way his fingers brushed over yours as he handed you the cup, it all became clear. You felt just as drawn to him as he felt to you.

- This information would render Gun Woo barely able to function in your presence for the next few weeks. He'd stumble over every word and almost spill coffee on himself every time you entered the little shop, still smiling brightly at you through the whole interaction even when he's internally kicking himself for coming across as a fool no doubt. On the contrary, the sudden bout of nerves from the otherwise stoic man would be extremely endearing, and make you finally start to wonder if you should just get it over with and ask him out first.

- Luckily in finally accepting that your feelings for him might be more than just wishful thinking, Gun Woo would have immediately started to brainstorm with Woo Jin about the best way to ask you on a date. It might take him a few weeks to build up the nerve, but once he's put his mind to it, you can be sure that it's going to happen.

- Sure enough one Friday morning on your way through to the office, Gun Woo would have your usual order ready and waiting when you arrive, with a little note scrawled where your name would usually go:

"please could I buy you dinner sometime? - Gun Woo"

It would be completely adorable just how bashful this statuesque man looks as you read his message with a growing smile on your face, his whole body visibly untensing as you nod your head and reassure him that you'd love to go out with him.

- Expect a first date where he is a total gentleman, followed by many more as soon as he can plan them with you. Gun Woo is so sure he's never met anyone like you that he's not going to miss this amazing opportunity to have someone so special in his life.

Woo JIn

- Beneath Woo Jin's extraverted personality runs a deeper current of insecurity than he'd ever like to admit. That's why even when all reason tells him you must have the same feelings he does, he can't quite bring himself to accept it.

- Joining a new gym had been a big step for you, and one that had paid off handsomely in the form of a friendly face that always seemed to be there at the same time as you. The first few times you hadn't braved anything more than exchanging smiles in the mirrored walls as you'd caught each other looking back and forth between you two. Before long Woo Jin would greet you by name every time you walked in, dragging his workout out so that he could talk to you as much as possible between exercises and build what he hoped would be at least a strong foundation for a friendship.

- When he started to feel a little more confident, the smile you put on his face now unwavering in your company, he'd ask if you wanted him to show you a few boxing moves, taking endless pride in holding up the pads for you and showing off some of his skills. And the way your eyes would drift over his powerful arms as then tensed in preparation for your hits, well that only gave him the extra boost he needed to finally ask you out. It'd be hard for him to accept that out of every strong guy in the gym, you'd actually see something special in him, but after a pep talk from Gun Woo he'd at least feel willing to risk the rejection of asking, for the possibility of more time with you.

- You'd notice that throughout one workout he'd be staring your way and smiling more than usual, a rosy glow painting itself over his cheeks each time your eyes met. The moment you started to pack up your things he'd appear beside you, expression much more worried than usual as he mumbled out in a single croaking breath, "if-you're-done with your workout would-you-maybe want to go get something to eat with me?" He'd have to repeat himself at least two more times before you can finally decipher the question behind his nervous rambling, his heart finally slowing back to its normal rhythm as you smiled and nodded,

"Just let me get cleaned up and changed and I'll be ready." You offer warmly, hearing him shout behind you as you turn to walk away, his confidence reappearing again,

"For what it's worth I think you already look perfect!"

- Expect a first date filled with laughter and Woo Jin being genuinely interested in getting to hear everything about you. He can't imagine why you look at him like he's the only person in the room, but now that he's been in your company for this long, he'll do anything to keep you looking at him so brightly.

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scarletttries · 2 months ago

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Hi! Love your writing! Do you write for season 3 White Lotus characters by chance?

Hi, thank you so much! I'm afraid I don't watch White Lotus, but have a look at my 2025 request list and let me know if you have any requests for those characters!

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scarletttries · 2 months ago

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Roronoa Zoro Fluff Alphabet (One Piece Request)

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro (One Piece) x Reader

Rating: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 4.1k

Author's Note: Back on my Roronoa bullshit with this one, thanks to everyone reblogging my posts and sending in requests and also for bearing with me while I mentally frothed at the mouth for Novocaine (2025) :)

a -affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

Roronoa Zoro isn't the kind of guy who's going to be adorably giggling and cooing over you in public, but that doesn't mean he won't find ways to let you know how utterly essential you are to him. He'll enjoy a subtle bit of PDA, keeping an arm wrapped firmly around your waist as you walk through uncharted lands together, or setting one hand on your leg when you settle next to him in some bar or restaurant. Behind closed doors, he's much more traditionally romantic, saving all his smiles for you and the way you look at him when he forgoes addressing you by name in favour of just calling you 'his love.' And when he settled next to you at night, you know this man's got his arms encircling you and his nose nuzzling against your neck, claiming he needs to keep you close in case of a late night ambush on the ship.

b - beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do you think is beautiful about them?)

Roronoa Zoro isn't a shallow man, but god does he admire the way you look; every curve of your body, every mark of intrigue across your features, the way you carry yourself as you walk into his life. He's sure he's never laid eyes on someone that moves quite like you do, and feels like light seems to reflect differently around you, making you almost glisten in front of him. He loves your kindness, and your stubbornness, and of course your quick mind, but from the first time he saw you this man has been wondering if there's a devil fruit for undeniable beauty that you could have stumbled upon to be this perfect.

When it comes to Zoro there's a lot of things to admire; his impressive swordsmanship, his strong sense of right and wrong, the sheer volume of sake he can consume and still remain upright. Throw in the way he looks when he's training shirtless around the ship, and it's safe to say you'll always find something beautiful to enjoy in sweet Zoro.

c- cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

He'll deny it until his dying day, but Zoro is one of the cuddliest bugs out there on the seas. He won't quite know how to ask you for affection, chasing the high of the first time you held him in your arms and all his worries and loneliness seemed to instantly melt away. Instead he'll find weird positions to settle into where eventually he can sort of collapse onto your lap and huff until you move your hands to caress over his chest and down his arms, a soft smile breaking out on his face when he finally gets what he wants. The only trouble then is that he gets so relaxed by your touch that he has to fight to stay awake so that he can appreciate every second of your undivided attention.

d - dates (what are dates with them like? do they plan them out or are they spontaneous?)

With your adventurous life on the high seas, it's not easy to make plans, or even have a private moment with your Zoro, let alone a full date. Zoro likes to make the most of whenever you are docked on an island, ignoring the pleas of the rest of the crew and dragging you away to a secluded spot where the two of you can finally be alone and enjoy a moment of peace. If it's a place he can grab you both a cocktail, or the two of you can lay cuddled up on a blanket on the beach, even better.

e - ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He doesn't have a lot of experience when it comes to love, or ending things, so if he had to, Zoro would probably be overly blunt. He'd calmly state that things were over, that it's nothing personal, and then say at least on the bright side tomorrow he'll be gone from this land and his ex would probably never see him again except on a wanted poster.

f - fiancee (how do they feel about commitment? how quickly would they want to get married?)

Before you came into his life Zoro would have never thought twice about marriage or commitment, but suddenly with you in his life it all seems to make perfect sense. It wouldn't take long for Zoro to know with confidence that you are the only person he's ever going to be with, that no one else would ever make him feel this way, so it's only natural he instantly feels very committed to you. He wouldn't really care about the classic stuff like a traditional wedding, or even a legal marriage given all his trouble with the law, but he'd make himself at least sit you down and tell you exactly how he was feeling and what that meant to him. It'd be endlessly endearing to see him struggle to look you in the eye as he lets you know he wants to be yours forever, and how he doesn't need anything else but to know you feel the same way. Cut to the next morning when he calls you his wife/husband in front of the crew and Sanji threatens to throw himself overboard in response to Zoro getting married before him. From that moment on he'll always introduce you as his spouse, satisfied you meet every condition of the title.

g - gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Zoro doesn't feel the need to be overly gentle with you, your ability to see past his tough exterior is one of the things that he loves about you. He likes that he can make the occasional sarcastic comment and you'll laugh along with him, and he loves that he can pick you up and throw you over his shoulder when he's tired of being around anyone else and wants to have you alone in the safety of your shared cabin right now. Obviously he'd never do anything to hurt you, and when you're not feeling your best he'll absolutely handle you with the utmost care, but Zoro enjoys that he doesn't have to be anyone but himself around you and he can still be loved.

h - hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do if? what are their hugs like?)

Zoro loves your hugs so much! He likes to collapse his weight into you and feel you support every part of him you can reach, every inch of his skin feeling lighter for being held by you. Every time he gets you alone he'll go out of his way to entangle himself with you, dragging you onto his lap when he get away with it, and breathing you in like you sustain him more than air.

You'll usually be the one to initiate the hugs, but when Zoro loses sight of you in a dangerous situation and then finally finds you again, then he'll be the one to scoop you up in his arms, your feet lifting of the ground as he clutches you to his chest, face burying itself against your neck so he practically feel your pulse and ensure you're still with him. When he hugs you like that it's hard to do anything but embrace being entirely consumed by Zoro, letting him hold on for as long as he needs to to feel whole again.

i - injury (how would they act if they got hurt?)

Zoro's no stranger to injury, barely phased by the occasional mark sketched across his skin. If anything he'll probably show off his wounds to you as Chopper cleans him up, secretly enjoying the glint of worry in your loving gaze.

When you get hurt however, he's decidedly less cool. If there's someone he can get revenge on, they'll already be skewed by his sword before the first drop of your blood hits the ground. When you're just ill out at sea, he'll be doing everything he can to help Chopper out, trying to keep a calm demeanor around everyone else but still coming across absolutely frantic at your weakened state.

j - jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

Zoro doesn't tend to feel jealousy often when the two of you are out and about on islands, so confident in the relationship that you share that he's not worried about some interloper taking you from him. One person he will feel plenty of jealousy around though, is Sanji. He hates the way the chef fawns over you when he serves up his culinary creations, and what's worse, Zoro hates that Sanji actually is a brilliant cook, something Zoro will never be.

Thankfully he'll occasionally manage to put Sanji back in his place when he starts getting a bit too familiar with Zoro's partner. For example, any time Sanji goes out of his way to make you a special dessert, Zoro will pull you onto his lap while Sanji sets the plate in front of you, and he'll take the first bite much to the chef's displeasure.

"Hmm, you should taste this." He'll say smugly to you as he captures your lips in a greedy kiss, the taste of Sanji's cooking still lingering on his tongue as it slips between your lips. You know Zoro well enough to sense this idiotic display of possession is important to him, so you'll let him hungrily make out with you after every small bite of your dessert, until Sanji is practically unconscious under the table with rage.

k- kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed?)

Zoro's kisses are possessive and intense, like there's no doubt holding him back when his lips meet yours. He's firm in his grasp of your waist, chest pressed tightly against you so you can feel him giving you every part of him with each and every kiss. Once he starts he can go on forever, each taste of your lips only making him more desperate for another until you're both gasping for air on top of whatever surface was closest at the time. Zoro would keep your lips pressed against his all day if you could manage it, but he also loves when you trail your kisses over his neck and chest. After you've been together for a while he'll also get used to you sitting behind him with your legs either side of his, gently pressing his lips against his shoulders and down his back. It's such a vulnerable position to feel so comfortable in, and every time he's relieved you can't see his eyes flutter shut as a content smile spreads over his face.

l - love language (what is their love language?)

Zoro's never been one for words, and he couldn't care less about a gift, so Quality Time is the best way to show this stoic man that you care for him. Sit nearby while he's training, and let him settle by your side for every meal, the two of you curling up together at night to rest, and that's enough to ensure Zoro can feel wholly and truly loved by you. He'll also love going out of his way to keep you safe, being the most protective partner he can be as just another way of showing you how much he appreciates you.

Zoro will also get more and more physically affectionate as he gets used to your gentle touch washing over his body and transforming his once cold exterior into one of a man who adores being hugged. Slowly but surely he'll go out of his way to place his hand in yours whenever he can, just providing a tangible reminder that he's there for you no matter what happens next.

m - mornings (how are mornings spent with them?)

Roronoa isn't a morning person, his constant need for naps starting from the moment he opens his eyes. He'll refuse to let you escape from his arms until he's so hungry that he has no choice but to accept that you need to get up for breakfast, making sure to steal as many kisses as he can before the two of you are in the company of the rest of the crew.

n - nights (how are nights spent with them?)

Nights are much more familiar for this once famed bounty hunter. He'll want to make the most of every precious second of it with you; finding a quiet spot in the back of a local tavern, or bringing a blanket onto the deck of the ship so that the two of you can watch the stars passing overhead and muttering loving words under your breath for the sea air to carry away.

o - open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It would be hard for Zoro to share much about himself. His past is as littered with sadness as it is with danger, every tale of his childhood providing another precious insight into exactly how the world's greatest swordsman came to be. His emotional state is a mystery even to himself a lot of the time, and even though he yearns to tell you the depth of his devotion to you, sometimes he doesn't think he even knows the words he needs to use. It will be a slow and drawn out process to really reach the depths of Zoro's soul, but it'll be a journey that's worth every slow and difficult step.

p - patience (how patient are they usually? what tends to wear their patience thin?)

As a master swordsman, Zoro should have almost infinite patience thanks to his years of intense training, but that isn't always the case in reality. Don't get me wrong, he can be really patient if you need his help or if there's any time he needs to pass that he can spend with you. But if there's time when he has to spend away from your company, then he gets very impatient and snappy with the people who are stuck with him until you get back. And if they dare to point out that he only gets like this when he's waiting for you to come back, well that's just going to make the whole situation worse and he'll be twice as grumpy and impatient for your return, all while completely denying it.

q - quality time (how do they like to spend with you?)

You and Zoro could pass an entire afternoon in complete silence and he'd struggle to wipe the smile off his face for the rest of the week. It really doesn't matter what you and Zoro do, together or separately, as long as you're nearby it will mean the world to him. Obviously there are a few favourite activities for him; being cuddled up with you in bed, being sat in a bar toasting to each other with your drinks, or practicing your sword fighting skills until inevitably Zoro disarms you and you end up pinned under him on the mat exactly where he wants you.

r - remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

If anyone asked Roronoa Zoro this question, he'd say the answer was easy - it the time some villain had him disarmed and was kneeling on top of him, slowly choking the life out of the helpless pirate. When all of sudden you appeared in Zoro's slowly blurring line of sight, light shimmering all around you like you had descended from heaven itself, holding one of his swords and slicing straight through the bad guy that had threatened to put him down forever. Seeing you dripping with blood and brandishing one of his famous swords would fill him with an unparalleled sense of pride that he would be quick to label as the best day of your lives together. As great as that moment was, he'd be lying.

The real answer would be much more mundane, a moment he would claim he couldn't remember if someone else brought it up. The crew were docked at some small island where they had once again saved the day, and a celebration was thrown on the beach in your honour. The two of you sat bundled up next to a roaring fire, watching as the rest of the crew made merry and drank their fill before you were due to set sail tomorrow. Zoro watched the flames flickering in your bright eyes, the expression on your face shifting slightly as the music drifting over from a local band changed from one song to the next.

"You wanna dance?" Zoro had never offered to dance before. Hell, he wasn't sure he'd ever even danced before. But the feeling that you might want to, followed by the warmth of your smile as you nodded, rising to your feet and wrapping your arms around him, that was something he'd never had before either. It was nice to hold you close, to sway against you, to feel your head rest against his chest as you moved. But more than that, after a lifetime of keeping walls up and having to care about his reputation, Zoro didn't give a single thought to anyone except the two of you and what you both wanted. And that felt perfect to Zoro.

s - security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

Literally one of the greatest bodyguards to ever sail the Grand Line, Zoro is the ultimate protective boyfriend. He needs to know you're safe at all times, and he's more grateful than ever of his swordsman skills so that he can be the one to keep you that way. It doesn't matter how good you are in a fight, Zoro just cannot risk something happening to you, you giving his whole life a meaning he wasn't sure he'd ever have.

When it comes to Zoro you'll have to protect him right back by making sure you reassure him that you're not going anyway, and that you're in this for the long haul just as much as he is. He sometimes doubts something so good can truly be happening for him, so he'll need you to be the brave one then, and to whisper the three little words that always keep him going.

t - try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

As an everyday crewmate, Zoro will do his best not to actively inconvenience the crew, but he's not going to go too much further than that. Similarly, he's not the romantic type so don't expect him to keep a calendar of anniversaries or to shower you with gifts. He'll find other ways to show you how much he cares though, from forcing himself to be emotionally vulnerable with you no matter how unnatural it feels, to gifting you one of the three sword earrings he's known for. He might not cook a three-course meal like Sanji would, but I promise you there won't be a single second that you doubt Roronoa Zoro's complete and utter devotion and commitment to you through his small and unwavering displays of loyalty.

u - upset (how do they act when you're upset? how do they act when they're upset?)

When you're upset Zoro is quite solutions-focused. It hurts him so much to see you hurting, and he'll move the earth itself if it could make things better for you. It won't come easily to him, but over time he'll learn to sit with you, holding you against his chest and letting you come to terms with your feelings before he launches into his next quest to fix whatever had the nerve to hurt you.

When Zoro's upset he's much more concerned about making things right, and usually he'll only come to you when it's something he can't fix himself. He won't be subtle in the way he'll drape himself across your lap, avoiding eye contact and waiting for you to soothe his heavy heart with soft words before he's ready to open up to you.

v - vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

Zoro likes his signature look of short green hair and loosely unbuttoned shirts, and he's confident in his looks thanks to all his training and exercise. That being said he doesn't spend that much time thinking about how he looks in general, and I promise that no matter if you're dolled up completely or have just dragged yourself out of bed and feel gross, you are the most beautiful person Zoro could ever imagine because you're his person.

w - wildcard (a random headcanon for them.)

With a total lack of interpersonal skills, and an even more limited range of flirting experience, Zoro would be completely clueless about how to let you know that he's in love with you, and how to know if you feel anything back. When you join the crew he's completely sure that you're the person he's never realised he's been looking for, so rather than tell you, or make some grand gesture, Zoro decides to just always be nearby in case that will help you feel the same. He'll squish himself beside you at every meal, follow you around the ship as you go about your day, volunteer to walk by your side as you explore new places, and generally find any excuse he can to spend more time in your presence.

It'll get to the point where you'll get used to him waiting outside your cabin on the ship to say goodnight, the flustered swordsman trying to think of anything he's not already said to you that day to keep the conversation flowing. You'll definitely have to be the one to finally move a make, gently resting your hand against his cheek and leaning close so he knows as he quickly lunges forwards for a kiss that while he might be the one finally closing the distance, it's entirely your decision for him to do so.

x - x-ray (how easily are they able to read you?)

He can be pretty oblivious when it comes to picking up on how you feel and what's on your mind, so it's usually best to spell things out if you want to talk to him about it. When he does realise something's wrong, he's the first to bring it up, prefering to have an open, if not at time's blunt, conversation about if there's anything bothering you. Zoro on the other hand is stoic to a fault, and is so difficult to read that sometimes you just have to take a chance and ask him if there's something bothering him, just in case there is.

y - yuck (what things do you do that they hate?)

Zoro loves that you have made him a better and kinder man by being his partner. That being said, he also sometimes can't quite cope with the way you see the best in everyone, your friendly nature putting him in more than a few uncomfortable situations where he's been stuck by your side, talking to a stranger when he'd rather be absolutely anywhere else. Zoro thinks people are the worst, but also he knows if you weren't such a warm and loving person, then you might have never taken a chance on loving him. And so for that he wouldn't change you for the world.

z - zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Zoro can fall asleep absolutely anyway, and almost instantly. It's a talent really, but sometimes when the two of you curl up at night, and you're telling him your thoughts from the day, or decorating his skin with soft kisses as you think about what the future holds, it'll be really obvious how hard he's trying not to fall asleep on you. His eyes keep slowly blinking as he fights to remain awake so he can hear more of your precious words, his head rolling forwards occasionally as almost nods off but then manages to catch himself and stay awake for a few more seconds. You'll get used to making sure you've said everything you need to before the two of you lie down, so that you have just enough time for Zoro to tell you he loves you before he drifts off to relive that moment in his dreams.

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