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Nathan Caine (Novocaine) Relationship Headcanons

Pairing: Nathan Caine (Novocaine) x Reader

Author's note: This is completely self-indulgent but I watched Novocaine in the cinema last night and I am feeling extremely normal about Jack Quaid's character, so here we are. 1.7k words of headcanons no-one asked for but me🥰

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- Nathan Caine is a textbook case of falling first and falling harder. From the moment he saw you enter the bank he was sure his life was about to change for the better all because of you. He'd practically trip himself up dashing out of his office to come and help you, hanging on your every word and wondering how someone like you could even exist in the same universe as him. He'd spend your whole conversation so completely captivated by the pure light you seem to radiate that he almost misses it when you ask if you can buy him a coffee sometime.

- You'd have to make every first move when it comes to Novocaine. He is so awestruck by your beauty and kindness, and so blindsided by your interest in him that he considers it completely out of the question that you'd want him to act on the feelings he can't suppress as they well up inside him. Lead the conversation as you sip iced coffee, listening patiently as he opens up about his difficult childhood and how he manages his condition, showing an interest in him for more than just the things he thinks define him, and watch as slowly the walls around him tumble down undefended.

- He's 100% the kind of guy to consider you his girlfriend ridiculously quickly. From the first day he knows his heart belongs entirely to you and even if he's not quite brave enough to tell you that straight away, you'll never doubt his devotion in the way he makes your relationship the centre of his whole universe. He wants to share every part of his life with you; his home, his books, his games and the best friend he made through them; by this point Roscoe has heard all about you and was starting to question if you really existed based on how often Nathan describes you as perfect. Novocaine wants to share in every aspect of your life too, going out of his way to read up on your favourite things and begging you to take him to all your favourite places. He'll adore meeting your friends as well, who would all be obsessed with how in love with you he clearly is. You make his safe little world that much wider and brighter just by being in it.

- He'll probably want to play it pretty safe on dates with you, preferring to spend a night cuddled up at home together or in a quiet cafe, rather than hitting the club or doing some adventurous physical activity together. He'll bravely accompany you to your favourite restaurants to cautiously try your favourite dishes, getting a rush of confidence in the way you smile proudly at him with every challenging boundary he pushes past. He can feel himself getting bolder and happier with every minute the two of you spend together, becoming the kind of man he always wanted to be but didn't believe enough in himself to work towards, until you came along.

- Definitely the kind of boyfriend that never stops texting and calling you. He's so used to having to monitor himself so carefully that it's second nature for him to wish you a good morning, to check you're having a good day, that you're drinking enough water, if you want him to pick up dinner on the way home. He likes to call you from his little office whenever something interesting happens at the bank; really you're the first person he wants to tell whenever anything happens to him at all. And when he hears you laugh down the phone at whatever story or joke he's telling you today, he's sure it's the prettiest sound he's ever heard.

- It's very unnatural for Nathan to let himself be vulnerable, his painless existence making him feel like he needs to protect himself in other ways. When he realises you can be that feeling of safety he's been chasing his whole life, well then you're going to get his every thought and memory, and you'll need to hold him through the tears when it all just becomes a bit much. When the roles are reversed, he loves being the one to take care of you. Whether you're feeling down or you're hurt or sick, he's any expert in looking after a broken heart as much as he is looking after an injury. He'll know exactly when to crack a joke, when to just listen and agree that everything sucks, and when to pull out a first aid kit. He feels so proud to be the person you go to when things get tough, and he wants you to know he'll never stop being there for you.

- King of compliments. He cannot get enough of being able to tell you each adoring thought as it pops into his head, and I promise he cannot believe his luck whenever you catch him off guard with your beauty (which is constantly). He feels so proud walking hand in hand with you wherever the two of you go. He gets a little jealous and insecure when the two of you are out together, so please make sure to reassure him by leaning in for a kiss whenever someone looks at you for a little too long, and if you can basically spend the night sat on his lap he's going to be extremely grateful. Having you so close has his heart racing in a way he didn't know if he'd ever been able to experience, and he doesn't want to lose that precious feeling for even a second.

- So touch-starved. Sweet Novocaine wasn't sure how much of anything he could feel for a long time so didn't bother trying to pursue love and affection until he met you and realised he's not sure he could live without it anymore. The first time you take his hand he's sure it's the most sensitive his skin has ever been, and when you lean in for that first gentle kiss he's not sure anything has ever tasted as sweet. Now he can't get enough of pulling you onto his lap every time you two are back at his place, letting his hands stroke over the curves of your hips and thighs as you admire the artwork sketched across his skin.

- He will be the first one to say 'I love you'. He'd be so sure of that feeling so early on in the relationship that he knows he can't blurt it out yet, but every time he sees he walking over to him wearing that warm, sunny smile just for him, he has to physically press his lips together to stop the three little words tumbling out. Eventually it would slip out without him realising, first thing in the morning or right before bed when his brains half switched off. He'd immediately start to panic until he saw the pure affection in your gaze, your lips landing against his before he can start tripping over his words to justify them. It doesn't matter if you say it back then and there, or a year later, as long as you're happy to be loved by him, he's happy to wait for that feeling to be returned. Just know that when you do one day tell him that you love him too, he's going to be an absolute mess. He'll be in tears one second and dancing around the room the next, completely overwhelmed by just how much you can make him feel after so long of not feeling anything at all.

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- You need to understand that before you came along, Nathan Caine wasn't even sure he could feel that much pleasure. So the first time you straddle his lap and let your lips roam along his jaw and down his neck, his brain is all but short-circuiting. Suddenly he's rendered unable to speak, just nodding through half-lidded eyes when you ask if he likes how it feels.

- Slide his shirt off and let your fingertips trace the beautiful artwork along his skin and you'll earn sweet soft moans from the usually awkward man, too caught up in the euphoria of your touch to be worried about holding himself back.

- Every inch of skin you reveal from under your own clothes will have his wide eyes raking over your body as compliments fall from his lips. He's completely entranced by how beautiful you are, his hands trembling as he takes hold of you so he can make sure he keeps you close. He'll press tentative kisses to the spots he can reach, watching for your content reaction before feeling emboldened to kiss you again and again.

- Sweet Nathan would be beyond overwhelmed when you finally guided him inside you, watching carefully for the way his face would twist in sheer bliss at the soft sensation of the two of you being so close. It's hard for him to keep a handle on himself when you feel this incredible, gazing up at you with big pleading eyes to never stop making him feel this good. Slowly lift yourself up before sinking down on him again and feel his hips buck underneath you in desperate search of that perfect feeling. It won't take long for him to be whimpering and sighing underneath you, clinging to any part of you he feels brave enough to touch.

- He wants to make you feel as good as you make him feel, and he is more than willing to put in the effort. His jaw will never ache when he's going down on you, and his hand will never get tired when it slides between your thighs. He's so happy to finally feel so much with you that he finds himself thinking more and more about the next time you're going to be coming for a sleepover, quickly suggesting you just take up permanent residence at his place so he can wake up next to you every morning.

- Novocaine used to find showering stressful in case he was a little too rough with himself without realising. Now when you stand under the stream of warm water with him, taking the time to gentle comb shampoo through his curls and slide your soapy hands over his skin, it becomes his favourite part of the day. He can't stop kissing you, even through he's constantly fighting back a smile at just how happy his new life with you makes him.

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scarletttries · 5 days ago

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Sorry everyone, I saw Novocaine in the cinema last night and fell in love so I'm about to make it everyone's problem with some Headcanons 💕✨

#writing #fanfiction #requests #one shot #novocaine #nathan caine #nathan caine x reader #novocaine x reader #novacaine

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scarletttries · 8 days ago

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When You First Tell The Straw Hats You Love Them...(One Piece Headcanons)

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

Author's Note: Taking a quick break from my alphabet posts to throw out some headcanons for our sweetheart crew, thanks to everyone sending in requests 😘

Monkey D. Luffy

- Being your captain's other half had prepared you for a lot of unexpected things in your love life, but realising just how deeply you loved him still knocked you off your feet.

- You should have seen it coming a mile off; the way he believed in everything you did, the sweet smiles the two of you shared sat on the figurehead of the ship, the way he'd so brazenly tell you that you were his favourite person that he'd ever met. The walls you'd once tried to put up around your heart never stood a chance.

- And so one morning when you walked out on the deck and watched as Luffy spotted you for the first time that day, dropping whatever he was doing and scrambling across the deck at top speed, all so he could smile at you and breathe out the dreamiest 'Hi', it suddenly hit you that this had moved way past a crush. You felt like your heart had finally been warmed all the way for the first time, your lips hanging slightly apart as you drank in the human embodiment of sunshine that stood before you. His deep eyes searching yours for any insight into your mind, his bright smile that never faltered as long as you were there, the broad arms that had wrapped around you when you needed them most more times than you could count. You were his. He was yours. And he was perfect. And before you could stop the thought from tumbling out it was past your lips and carried on the sea breeze for the whole crew to hear.

- "Good Morning Luffy, I love you." It all came out in the same breath, your voice trembling slightly as the enormity of the words seemed almost strenuous to get out. You watched his smile grow somehow wider, arms suddenly wrapping around you over and over again as he pulled you close against his chest.

"That's awesome!" He cheered at the top of his lungs, raucous laughter erupting from his chest as he spun you in place before reluctantly setting you down on your feet. You couldn't help but laugh slightly too, his whole demeanour so infectious with joy that you could almost forget that you were waiting for another more specific response. You stared at him expectedly for him to continue speaking, watching as he instead turned his back to you and sprinted towards Nami and Sanji who stood leaning against the edge of the ship. You felt a little dejected that he hadn't immediately replied that he loved you back, but you were glad he didn't feel like he had to, and it was hard to be disappointed when he was practically skipping over to his friends with joy.

"Sanji! Nami! Did you hear? (y/n) said they love me!" Luffy cried the words out loud enough that fish in the deepest depths of the ocean would be happy for the two of you. You watched as Sanji clutched his chest collapsing to the floor in a puddle of tears with the unfairness of it all, while Nami glanced behind Luffy, spotting you watching this whole encounter.

"That's nice Luffy, did you tell them that you love them back?" Nami teased, her usually sarcastic tone tinged with sweetness as she watched Luffy's eyes grow wide.

"No!! I didn't think!! But I should, thanks Nami!!" Luffy's volume only grew with each fragmented sentence, the pirate captain spinning on his heels and not even bothering to take another step and he stared at you across the deck and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I LOVE YOU TOO!!"

Zoro

- Loving Zoro was a private affair. Don't get me wrong, he'll always choose the seat next to yours, and walk hand in hand through every crowded street, but rarely would anyone hear you exchanging comments on your commitment. You relished the privacy of it all, the intimacy of having something that only the two of you shared. It was peaceful and calm and felt right without ever making you worry. It was hardly a surprise that one afternoon you realized that you did in fact love him.

- It was easy to brush it off as just a reaction to watching his muscular frame training right in front of you, your body flushing with warmth every time he glanced your way and sent a soft smile in your direction. But you knew this feeling had been growing for a long time, and wasn't going to disappear anytime soon. It was love.

- You could feel the excitement to say the words aloud churning in your stomach, considering blurting it out there and then, but worried Zoro would end up crushed under one of his weights if you threw him off balance mid-workout. You wondered how much it would affect him in general. He wasn't exactly the most romantic partner, and while you were sure he felt the same, you felt a tinge of worry that this new title for your affections would panic him more than you'd like.

- So you slipped away before his workout finished, and avoided him at dinnertime, waiting for the day to end so you could catch him for a private moment in his cabin while the rest of here out of earshot.

- "What's wrong?" It was substantially earlier than he usually came to settle down for bed when Zoro burst through the door. He carried an air of anxiety about him as he scanned your face for the answer to his question, the afternoon away from you clearly taking a toll on the usually stoic swordsman.

"What do you mean?" You were surprised to see him like this, caught off guard and almost forgetting what you had wanted to talk about in the first place. There was a genuine hint of worry in his eyes, his voice trembling with sincerity as he unburdened his worries.

"You left training without saying a word, and you didn't sit with me for dinner, and even now you look like you're upset with me. So spit it out, what's wrong?"

"I love you Zoro." You didn't bother explaining any further, wondering if he might bolt straight back out the door he just came through, feeling all the more exposed for being contained by the walls of his cabin, with him blocking the only exit. Instead he chuckled lightly and drifted towards you, closing the space between your bodies in three long strides and capturing your cheek with one hand.

"That is pretty wrong." He captured your lips for a moment, waiting for the euphoria of your kiss to wash over him before pulling away to reassure you, "But I love you too." Zoro seemed lighter for the confession, any worries that had swirled through this head that afternoon quickly pushed aside in favour of the sweetest truth.

Sanji

- The love you shared with Sanji wasn't the kind that raged inside you suddenly and violently like a wildfire in a drought. Instead it was more like the warmth of a well-tended fireplace, slowly spreading through every fibre of your being until you could only imagine the cold that would come from its absence.

- He was a romantic sweetheart every day you spent together, praising you and caressing you and serving you with the level of reverence he knew you deserved. And so one morning as you blinked awake and reached out across your bed wishing he was there to grab hold of, you decided today was the day to let him know just how deep your feelings for him now burned.

- There was no doubt in your mind that Sanji would not only love you back, but that hearing you say those three precious words would culminate in today feeling like one of the best days of his life. He was anything but subtle with his affections, showering you with kisses and pet names in front of the crew as if they were invisible, and you couldn't help but think it might be a little bit of fun to return the favour.

- You needed to be strategic with the timing of your confession. Too soon and he might not function for the rest of the day. Too late and you might miss your chance to let the rest of the crew share in your moment. And you definitely couldn't risk saying it as he cooked for fear your meal or his hands could be irreparably damaged. So you held your tongue as you went about your day, waiting until finally evening descended and the crew all sat around the dinner table. As usual Sanji settled beside you, swooning over every compliment you paid the meal, and reassuring you it is only what someone as special as you deserved. You waited until the moment he rose from his seat, collecting up the dirty dishes in front of you and turning to deposit them into the sink.

"Thanks Sanji, I love you." You said the words with equal parts warmth and nonchalance, like they were always how you addressed the chef, a standard greeting the two of you shared. The rest of the crew didn't even bat an eyelid at your calm delivery. That is until the clattering of dishes and limbs hitting the floor echoed through the kitchen. You watched as almost in slow motion the plates fell from the chef's hands, his knees hitting the wooden floor first, followed shortly by his chest, and finally his cheek. His head had fallen so you could see the expression on his face, eyes wide and staring up at you as his mouth hung fully open, words failing the usually eloquent blonde.

"Sanji, what's wrong?" Fake concern laced your voice as you moved to kneel beside him, the rest of the crew remaining in their seats and watching in disbelief as their chef remained fixed in place as he quietly mumbled out,

"I thought - did you - I must have misheard, but what did you say?" He stammered out, eyes barely able to focus on you with the way his head was swimming with dizziness. You kept that same air of nonchalance as you looked him straight in the eyes and said,

"I said thank you Sanji", you paused and watched the chef just about manage to lift his head in anticipation of what might come next, "and that I love you." Your eyes creased as you smiled down at the lovestruck man, his head falling back against the floor as the overwhelming rush of emotion flattened him again, tears welling in his eyes as he struggled to catch a breath.

"Is he always this pathetic when you say that?" Nami giggled from behind you, watching you nod your head in confirmation,

"At least so far." You had almost forgot that the rest of your crew were still in ear shot, watching the whole scene unfold with such interest you figured you should probably wrap this up and go for the kill before the ship ended up off course with no-one steering. "You know he's never said that he loves me back." You remarked back to Nami, but the panicked gasp that came from Sanji implied he had not only heard you, but that the accusation had bruised him to his core. Suddenly he bolted upright, grabbing your shoulders and looking you deeply in the eye and he said in the most sincere tone he could muster with his brain entirely malfunctioning with excitement,

"I love you (y/n)!! I love you more than anything! I love you forever! Oh my wonderful angel, how I love you!!"

- Making up for not replying immediately, Sanji would spend the rest of the night, and his life, telling you that he loves you as many times as he possibly can. Much to the disgust of the rest of the crew, and with nothing but wondrous appreciation from you.

Usopp

- You could watch Usopp command a crowd all night. On yet another island saved by the bravery of the straw hat pirates, you were spending the night celebrating in a local bar, your boyfriend stood atop a wooden table as patrons gathered around to hear his tale. That was almost an hour ago and here he still was, recreating key moments in the fight and keeping everyone listening on the edge of their seats. Every so often you'd see him glance your way and smile to himself, almost losing the thread of his story and having to admit that he wasn't exactly there for every moment of the action. As the story drew to a close you could see his eyes linger on you more and more, excited to return to his usual position by your side soon enough,

"And that's when I, the brave captain Usopp, vanquished the last of those scoundrels and set the island free forever!" A cheer rang out from the crowd before he spoke again, "But I couldn't have done it without the source of my bravery! No, without my kind and honourable crew member, none of my heroics would be possible. Let's give it up for (y/n)!" The crowd chanted your name as Usopp hopped down from the table, approaching you slowly and looking very proud of himself for the bright smile on your face.

- More and more his stories of heroics ended with him acknowledging he'd be nowhere close to the man he wanted to be without you by his side, and every time it sent a fresh wave of affections flooding through you, the appreciation in his longing gaze warming your heart from across even the widest room.

- You loved being the source of his bravery, his partner, his confidant. You loved him. It seemed so obvious as finally he stopped just in front of you, extended a hand you couldn't wait to hold. You loved Usopp, and you needed to tell him.

- As he did anytime he had the chance, Usopp pulled on your hand until you rose to your feet, his arms wrapping around you as he backed towards a makeshift dancefloor at the front of the bar. His face lit up with joy as you started to sway with him, your hands trailing up his arms until you two were completely intertwined, gazing into each other's eyes and hoping you two would be left uninterrupted by your crew for the rest of the night. You could practically feel his body buzzing with excitement and as leant his face close to yours, asking sweetly,

"Did you like how my story ended tonight?" His expression was a heart-warming mix of adoration and confidence as he plastered on a slight smirk.

"I loved it Usopp." You reassured him, watching him nod his head happily and put a little more energy into his dancing until you spoke again, "And I love you."

- It all happened in a flash; Usopp tripping over his feet in shock, managing to crash into half a dozen others, including Sanji who had been carrying a tray of food out of the kitchen, which went flying into the booth Luffy and Zoro had settled into, spilling Zoro's drink all over the floor much to his displeasure.

You crouched over Usopp, feeling a tinge of concern that he wasn't ready to hear how you felt, until you saw the bright smile on his face hadn't been wiped off by the chaos.

"You're trying to kill me right? Take out the great captain Usopp once and for all?" He let out with a slightly manic laugh, accepting your outstretched hand and slowly rising to his feet, waving in apology to the crowd on the floor around him.

"Is it that surprising that I love you?" You giggled, watching as his knees buckled again, threatening to send him straight back to the ground if you didn't have a grip on him.

"I mean, maybe a little." He said quietly, more to himself than to you, finally regaining enough composure to wrap his arms around you again, "But it won't surprise you at all that I-love-you-too." He mumbled it just quickly enough that you almost missed it, raising an eyebrow at him as if to say he needed to try again.

"What was that Usopp?" He took a deep breath, steadying himself for another fall when the words came out,

"I said, I love you too." He squinted his eyes shut as if it was the scariest situation he'd faced so far in his life on the seas, and yet when he opened his eyes you were still there, still smiling, still loving him.

"Thanks my brave captain." You replied warmly, pulling him in close for a hug he wasn't going to let you stop any time soon.

"One of you love birds owes me a new drink!" Screamed Zoro from across the bar, but in all the times Usopp recounts the story of this night, he forgets that there was anyone else there with you two.

Nami

- To be with Nami is to be held at arm's length as much as she can manage. You move on her timeline, you only share when she shares, and you let her take the lead in how serious this thing between you is. It makes sense, given her terrible life under Arlong's rule, that she needs to be in control. To feel safe. And you want nothing more than to make sure she feels that way.

- So when you realise that the aching feeling in your heart has transcended into nothing less than true love, you try and keep that feeling contained, not wanting to overstep and send her running just when she's started finally taking her walls down.

- That is until late one night, huddled together outside the walls of a mansion. The crazed mayor who resided inside had locked up the rest of your crew in some pirate-targeted rampage, and the only way you were going to get them out and off this island was with his special key. Luckily you sailed with the best thief on the high seas. Unluckily if anything went wrong inside, you might never see her again.

- You could tell Nami was thinking the same thing as she held onto you for longer than she usually allowed herself, mumbling quietly in your ear

"I'll be in and out. No more than ten minutes tops. Any longer than that....well you need to run. There'll be nothing you can do." Logically you knew she was right, and that there was no use arguing with her right now, but in your heart you knew you'd rush after her, no matter the danger that may lay waiting.

"You'll be in and out." You echoed, wrapping your arms just a little tighter around her waist as your forehead moved to rest against hers. You felt her lean in, letting you get close, needing to feel your embrace before she could face the dangerous task ahead. With every passing second of saying goodbye you could feel the words well up inside you, needing an escape in case they never got the chance to. "Just please be careful Nami, I love you." Neither of you flinched as the sentiment hovered in the night air, Nami just letting a soft smile trace across her lips as she replied, without missing a beat.

"I promise I'll be careful. And I love you too." Before you could react to her confession her lips placed a soft kiss over yours, and like a shooting star she disappeared into the dark sky above you. You tried to make out her shape as she scaled the wall, catching a glimpse of her red hair as she climbed in through a window and feeling your heart as she looked back at you for a second, nodding as if to confirm that she would always make it back home to you. Her love.

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scarletttries · 15 days ago

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Sanji Fluff Alphabet (One Piece)

Pairing: Sanji (One Piece) x Reader

Rating: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 5.6k!

Author's Note: Thanks for all the love on my Sanji Smut alphabet, and for the requests for a Fluff alphabet for our blonde haired lover boy - here you are! I've also got Zoro's fluff alphabet on my list so keep an eye out for more one piece content 💋😘

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

If you went to affectionate island, everyone there would know Sanji. After all his years of pining, he finally has someone he can actually act on those desires with, and he's not going to hold back for one more second than he has to. Affection pours out of Sanji like an unlimited resource, his almost sole focus is making sure you feel as loved as you are.

He'll let his words set the scene, with an array of thoughtful compliments and romantic pet names. His actions take centre stage with the way he prepares all your meals with a little bit more care than anyone else's or he offers you his coat whenever an evening breeze sets in on the deck. And his touch is just the cherry on top of his love, his delicate hands tracing their way over your skin every time you're in reach. He'll hold your hand, or put an arm around your waist, and if you get a precious moment alone you best believe he's going to steal a kiss or twenty.

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

There's nothing about you that doesn't send Sanji mad with adoration. Your body, your face, your voice, your mind, your heart. Whenever Sanji starts thinking through all the things he loves about you, the list gets almost dizzying. He's rarely not staring your way and wishing you two had nothing else to do except gaze into each other's eyes, his worship of you never ceasing.

There are a lot of beautiful things to appreciate about Sanji, from his sense of style to his old-fashioned chivalry. Some of your favourite things to flatter him about are his superb culinary skills, which he takes such pride in showing off for you, and his soft blonde hair with how he melts into your arms every time you reach up to brush a stray hair out of his face to better appreciate his lovestruck expression.

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

There's almost nothing Sanji loves more than cuddling with you. When he finally feels able to put his hands on you, he's constantly pulling you close for a hug, the tangible clutch of your form to his chest is one of the few things that lets him accept that you're real. Sometimes he worries if he ever lets you out of his grasp for too long, you'll never return to it, so he makes a point to wrap his arms around you as often as your lives allow, taking the opportunity to snake a hand around your waist whenever you walk or sit beside him.

At bedtime he's even more clingy, long legs wrapping around your waist from behind and his arms encompass you. Often Sanji will have bad dreams of feeling the currents drag him down into the depth of the ocean, but somehow keeping hold of you seems to keep him afloat, your warmth and acceptance providing safe harbour even when you're fast asleep.

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

Sanji has been dreaming of having that special someone in his life for a long time, so his head is already full of planned out dates he can't wait to whisk you away to. He likes to plan ahead, and of course pack a picnic for the two of you as feeding you well is probably the most important part to him.

It'll will depend on the island you're on and its scenery, but Sanji likes to go for long scenic walks with your fingers interlaced through his, or through bustling marketplaces to find some little memento with which to decorate your shared cabin, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist as he weaves through the crowd. And he'll always find some secluded, romantic spot to lay out a blanket for the two of you, holding a chocolate covered strawberry out towards you and almost passing out with excitement when your lips brush over his fingertips as you take a bite.

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

Oh it would break Sanji's heart to have to break up with someone, but deep down he would know when someone wasn't quite right for him and his life on the high seas. He'd be kind but direct, making sure to emphasise how wonderful that person is outside of their relationship. Luckily he'd never do that to you, knowing immediately that you are his happy ending!

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

Oh my gosh, once Sanji really starts to believe that you actually truly love him, you can bet he's dreaming of your wedding every night. He knows you're his person, he knows he never needs or wants to be with anyone else, he's ready to commit his whole self to you from the moment you agree to be his. If you don't want to get married, he would accept that, but if you're willing to exchange those rings it would mean the absolute world to him. He's spent a long time believing he wasn't worthy of this kind of love, so standing up amongst your friends, the crew, and letting your captain declare your love and devotion for everyone across all the oceans to hear, well that's the kind of thing that keeps Sanji smiling in even his darkest moments. He'll become obsessed with playing with his ring when he finally gets it, and when he's in the kitchen he keeps it on a chain close to his heart so he can never lose it, or you.

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

Everything about Sanji is gentle - his hands are soft and delicate from always avoiding using them to fight and his words are sweet and adoring whether he's complimenting you or just calling your name because dinner is ready. Emotionally he's even softer still, his sole thought in each passing second of how he can best take care of you. He wants to be a good partner more than anything, and for you to feel as happy and safe in his company as he has grown to feel in yours. He'll never raise his voice around you, or touch you with anything but precision and grace. You are Sanji's greatest treasure, and he will always treat you accordingly. And when you are equally as kind and as gentle to him? The man's in heaven. He adores every soft caress of his cheek, or light brush of your fingers through his hair. He eats up every sweet word you cast his way, and practically glows with every ounce of praise you give him. And more than anything he deeply, unmistakably LOVES the way you protect his heart, and shower him with nothing but kindness. He's never known anything quite like it, and he knows he'll never meet anyone like you again.

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

Sanji loves hugs! There's isn't a morning he doesn't cling to you for as long as possible before he has to drag himself to the kitchen, and when you finally arise and join him, his arms will cling to you once again, delaying everyone's breakfast for just a few precious minutes of your embrace. Sanji doesn't care if there's people around, he'll always find the spot next to you and loop his arms around you, clinging to you from behind or spinning you around so he can pull you snugly against his chest like you've been apart for months and not mere moments. His hugs are careful and warm, gentle despite his desperation to feel you close, and he always smells like a delicious mix of freshly baked bread with a slight edge of tobacco. His favourite hugs are the ones you pull him into right before bed, as you curl up together and share your every thought from the day. You face each other so close you really only need one pillow, arms encompassing each other so that as you drift off to sleep, you can never drift apart.

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

When Sanji gets hurt he's very chivalrous about it, claiming it barely bothered him and that the scoundrel that laid a hand on him is in much worse condition. Get him alone and offer to kiss him better, and suddenly he's in far more pain than he realised, and he simply must let you fuss over him for the rest of the day, new scuffs and bruises appearing in his mind that he'll ask for your magic kiss against with big pleading eyes.

When you get hurt Sanji's an absolute drama queen. He's running around frantically looking for revenge, even if you've just got a cold. He's making gallons of soup that the rest of the crew isn't allowed to touch, because it's special and made only for you. He's threatening Luffy and Usopp with physical harm if they so much as make a noise while you're trying to rest. He's a menace to everyone, but it comes from a place of worry and caring, and luckily you can distract him pretty easily if you say you're cold and need him to lie next to you for warmth.

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

Sanji wouldn't ever admit it to himself, but there's a deep well of insecurity that runs through him which tends to boil over whenever someone else is clearly taken with you. He tries not to be too obvious as he stares forlornly across the room, knowing deep down that you were always too good for him, and it makes sense that you would one day realise that when a better man came your way. That being said, he's not just going to lie down and let any rapscallion of the sea steal you away, so he'll force himself to strut over to you, and launch into an aggressive interrogation of the man standing in front of you. What does he have to offer? What makes him think he's good enough to ask for your company?

When this happens, it's best just to take Sanji's hand in yours and introduce him as your boyfriend, every ounce of anger melting away as he hears the loving term dripping from your lips. Suddenly he forgets why he even came barging over, and all he can think to do is tell you how beautiful you are, and ask if he can do anything for you.

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

Oh Sanji. He's spent so long dreaming of the feeling of your lips pressed against his, that the first time it happens he genuinely thinks he might just pass away there and then. It's everything he's dreamed of and more; the sweet taste of you flooding his senses, the soft curve of your lips against his, the quiet hum his touch elicits from you. It's almost too much pleasure for the poor sensitive chef to take. But that's not going to stop him chasing that high every chance he gets.

He loves nothing more than having you perched on the kitchen counter next to him as he works, the chef taking every opportunity to dash between your knees and steal a kiss that turns into another and another, until your hands are in his hair and he's lost all track of time as he hungrily brushes his tongue against yours again. It doesn't matter if Luffy is stood behind him begging to be fed, the chef only has eyes for you.

In a moment of privacy you can render the chef completely powerless with a few well placed kisses. Start with his forehead, the feeling of love that spreads over him turning his world upside. Then move down to his lips, his favourite place to feel you, the most wonderful taste that the all blue has ever known. Brush his hair back and kiss along his jaw, trailing glistening wet marks down his neck and all the chef can do is sigh out sweet praise, his words mixed in with gentle whimpers as you reach lower down his chest. And if your lips stray low enough to dip below his waistline, then he ceases to be able to speak at all, save for the sighing of your name like a prayer.

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

Sanji loves to show his love through acts of service, the most obvious one being his cooking. He loves to not only make sure you are well fed and kept as healthy as possible at sea, but that everything you eat is delicious and perfect for you, knowing that this is something he can be confident that he's doing something right for you.

In terms of receiving love there's almost nothing you could do that wouldn't mean the world to Sanji. Echo some kind words his way each day, and he will take them directly to heart. Decorate his face with soft kisses just before he falls asleep and you know he'll have the sweetest dreams of you. But the biggest one is just spending time with him - choose to stick by his side, and make an effort to be where he is, and you'll have Sanji feeling a thousand feet tall, years of being cast aside slowly giving way to the feeling that he does in fact deserve to be loved, especially if it's by you.

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

Sanji often has to get up first amongst the crew, so you'll miss his morning routine of whispering sweet good mornings and running through his favourite things about you. He's careful not to wake you as he sets a gentle kiss on any exposed bit of skin, before finally dragging himself away from you, motivated solely by the knowledge he'll get to see you eat whatever he's about to make. On the mornings when he doesn't need to get up so soon, he'll cherish every moment of being tangled up with you, watching carefully for the moment your eyes blink open for the first time and feeling endless warmth at the way you smile when he's the first thing you see. He'll pounce on you in a second, kisses and compliments spilling from his lips as he climbs on top of you to keep you from trying to get out of bed before he's taken his time to appreciate you.

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

Nights are the best time to get Sanji to yourself, and he likes to make the most of every second. From the moment the rest of the crew are sat down for dinner, he'll slink into the seat beside you, pressed so close that his thigh rubs against yours and you can rest your head on his shoulder. If the rest of the crew are out of the kitchen he'll even pull you onto his lap while you both enjoy his cooking, catching up on anything you've missed while you've been apart. When you're both finished, he'll take your hand in his and lead you for a stroll around the ship until finally the two of you find yourself back in your cabin. It doesn't take long for Sanji to descend into needy clutching at you as you find yourself in his lap again, the night passing in perfect company as the two of you find yourselves becoming somehow even closer.

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?)

Sanji would claim to be an open book with you, but he's very hesitant to share any of the parts of himself he considers negative or difficult. He thinks it's too much to burden you with the dark parts of his past, like you are his clean slate and a fresh start for the chef, one that he doesn't want to marr with any unpleasantness. It's only when he starts to share tiny details of his unpleasant childhood, or hears from you on your saddest days, that he realises that being loved requires giving all of yourself away. And so gradually he will reveal each little detail of his life, watching as what he once considered a blank slate gradually transforms into a vibrant vision of a future you two can share, only made possible by letting down his walls and opening himself up to you.

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

Sanji has all the patience in the world when it comes to you. He'll watch you try on a million different outfits, will wait as long as you need to decide what he should cook for you today and will happily keep something warm for you if you're running late. He can get a little impatient with the rest of the crew, but he only gets impatient with you when it's someone else holding you up. Like if you're helping Zoro train and Sanji has spent all morning missing you, he'll get a little bit grumpy at the situation, but only because he can't stand the thought of someone else dragging you away from him.

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

Sanji will be happy to spend time with you wherever suits the both of you. The quality time of being wrapped up in bed together in the quiet of the night. Or on a gentle stroll around some new island you've docked on for the day. Or passing the time together on the deck of your ship, just basking in the sun with your bodies draped over a single shared deck chair. And of course, when you keep him company as he passes an afternoon in the kitchen he absolutely cherishes every second, his heart set alight everytime you taste something he's prepared and hum happily in approval. If there's something you love doing as much as he loves cooking, then Sanji will be incredibly invested and want to spend as much time with you, learning about your interest, as is humanly possible.

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

There's not a moment you've spent in Sanji's company that he doesn't cherish, but nothing will ever beat the day you first let him know how you felt.

It had come after months of his endless flirting and praise, the fact that he worshipped the ground you walked on was clear to everyone on crew, yourself included. But it was hard to tell how much of his posturing was just his romantic heart, and how much was genuine feeling for you, so you let your own unspoken feelings simmer in the tension between you both, waiting for him to finally address it. Unfortunately, not everyone in your crew was willing to let this sycophantic show of affections play out indefinitely.

It was dinner with the straw hats as normal when it all came to a head. Sanji settled into the seat beside you to eat, watching your every move as you praised the meal he prepared, and giggling euphorically that you were enjoying it.

"Hey chef, why don't you just ask them out and save the rest of us having to watch this sickly crap?" Zoro grunted out through mouthfuls of food, barely glancing up at the two of you as he spoke. You let a small laugh at the snide comment, turning to Sanji, expecting to see him blush and squirm and laugh it off. Instead the colour slowly drained from his face, his mouth hanging open as his eyes started to glisten. He choked on a word or two before finally he spluttered out an 'excuse me' and dashed out onto the deck without a second glance.

You shot Zoro a dirty look as you rose to your feet, worried about Sanji's reaction and wondering why such an obvious question would make him this upset. Stepping out onto the deck you could smell the familiar scent of smoke as the night air washed over you. The faint glow of his cigarette led you to Sanji, who had hidden himself around the back of a cabin. His knees were tucked up against his chest with arms wrapped around then, holding himself tightly as he shuddered out quiet sobs. He only glanced up at you for a second as you approached, his eyes glistening from under golden locks of hair, which you took as permission to settle right beside him. You let one leg rest against his as you slowly ran your hand over the length of his arm, until you reached his wrist and instinctively he offered his hand for you to hold. Letting your fingers lace through his you sighed out softly,

"Help me understand why you're so upset." You let him ponder the words until he was ready, slowly lifting his head to look up at the sky and running his fingers through his hair as he exhaled a small cloud of smoke.

"I know this isn't going to happen. I'm not delusional. But that doesn't mean it hurts any less when mosshead taunts me about it. About you." He couldn't quite bring himself to look at you as he spoke, so sure it would only make his situation more pathetic if you could see his wide eyed gaze begging you for words he knew would never come.

"Sanji..." You could feel your brow furrow as you squeezed his hand, willing him to look you in the eye and make you understand, when nothing he said made sense. Finally he relented and looked at you, the tip of your nose practically touching his as he searched your expression for the contempt he was so certain he'd find. Instead all he found was worry, your care for him so obvious in your every action that it only made being this close to you every more painful. He took another deep inhale of his cigarette as he willed himself to finally ask the question that could put him out of his hope-filled misery.

"Be honest. Would you ever actually consider being with me?"

"Consider it?!" The words came out of you with such force that Sanji could feel his stomach drop, the confirmation of his worst fears finally spelled out - it was ridiculous to think you'd ever feel the same way about him, and now he had ruined whatever bond you did have with his silly fantasy. He wanted to sink into the darkness of the waters around him and never raise his head again, rather than know the pain ripping his heart in two for a moment longer.

"Consider it? Sanji, I'd cherish it!" He's not sure he had ever moved so quickly, his whole body turning to face you until he was practically on top of you, eyes wide and searching for the same understanding you had followed him onto the deck in search of. "It'd be an honour to be with you. I think you're wonderful." It was hard to get the words out with a straightface with the teary eyed man staring at you with nothing short of awe, his whole body vibrating as if the information was simply too much to process. You decided you might as well go one step further while you had a rare moment of privacy, letting one hand rest against his cheek as you leant forward and set a single soft kiss against his flabbergasted lips. The rest of his face stayed completely in shock as he lips moved to meet yours, the slight second of contact enough to finish him off entirely, the chef collapsing to the floor, one hand clutching his heart as the other clung desperately to you.

"Please don't leave me my love." He choked out through tears, feeling you lay on the deck beside him, hand still clasped in his. Sanji only had room in his head for two thoughts that night: 1. You wanted to be with him. And perhaps even more shockingly 2. He believed you.

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

You are Sanji's greatest treasure and by the far the best thing that has ever happened to him. So no matter how competent you are in battle, or out on the high seas, he is going to be extremely protective of you. In fights he'll always try and rush ahead and kick anyone who dares come near you so hard they regret even considering it. On the ship he'll make sure you aren't working too hard, and try to give you a hand with your duties. And when you venture into new island territories he'll make sure he's wearing a jacket you can borrow if the weather turns, and that he's carrying a lunch to keep the two of you well fed as you adventure together.

When it comes to protecting Sanji, you don't need to worry about him in battles or out in the wilds. The best protection you can offer him is looking after his heart, and offering him kindness and reassurance whenever you could see him start to get a little bit down on himself. That and making sure he's taking the time to rest when he needs to. He'll give his everything to being the ship's chef, but that means every so often you need to ask him really nicely to just stay in bed with you in the morning, rather than cooking breakfast, so that he gets the rest he needs. Luckily he can never say no to you.

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

Sanji wants you to feel like a princess and his number one priority at all times. In the everyday tasks he'll give being your partner everything he has, never letting you wonder how he feels about you, or letting you doubt his devotion for a moment. In terms of anniversaries, Sanji will find celebrating the time you've been in his life very meaningful, and will probably do what he does best and prepare a special meal for the occasion. And most of his gifts will also be the edible kind, preparing your favourite drinks and desserts, before reciting the thousands of things he loves about you as he slowly feeds you a forkful at a time, wondering how he ever got this lucky.

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

When you're upset it truly breaks Sanji's heart. You are the most wonderful and perfect person in all of the oceans, and it's completely unfair that you should ever feel anything other than joy. He'll do his best to just be there for you, reassuring you and being a listening ear if something specific is on your mind, and if not just ensuring you're warm enough and well fed, knowing that in time the sun will shine on you again.

When Sanji's upset he tries to hide it from you. He doesn't want to bother you with his feelings, unless they're about you, so he'll brush it off if you ask him what's wrong. Instead you'll just have to stick close to his side, spending time with him even when he insists he's not going to be the best company, and slowly but surely showing him that you're there for him through the good times and the bad. When he's ready, he'll collapse into your arms for a hug and thank you for sticking around for him.

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

Sanji likes to dress sharply and keep his hair neatly trimmed since he spends so much time in the kitchen. It doesn't hurt when you call him handsome and stroke your fingers through his hair, or pull him in for a kiss by the end of his tie. As long as you're proud to be on his arm, then Sanji's pretty happy with how he's looking.

w - wildcard (a random headcanon for them.)

Sanji has spent so long dreaming of the day that he can call you his, that once you two are together he will basically never use your name again. He'll take every opportunity to call you 'his love', 'his angel', gorgeous, beautiful, sweetheart, any other sweet name he can think of. He'll nickname you after his favourite desserts, a beautiful sunset, or a pretty flower you see on an island. He's just so smitten and happy to be your partner that he doesn't want to waste a single moment to shower you with affection and let the world know you two are together.

This does mean that he'll expect the same in return though, and if in an absentminded moment you call out his real name, he'll immediately get worried that he's done something wrong. That you're not his anymore. That you no longer hold him in the same affectionate love that he holds you in. You'll immediately know you've messed up by the despondent look in his eye, and you'll have to spend the next hour peppering his face with kisses and calling him every sickly name under the sun until he is once again reassured that his adoration isn't entirely one-sided.

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

Sanji can be quite hard to read when it comes to negative emotions. When he's happy and in love, he's an open book, easily reeling off everything he is so grateful for and finds so special about you. But when he's feeling rundown, or he's had a bad day, I'm afraid you're going to need to nudge him a little bit. You'll see the sparkle missing from his eyes when he's cooking, and his pet names will be diluted down to a basic greeting, nothing like the monologues you're used to. Take matters into your own hands, dragging him down onto a sofa, placing his head in your lap and running your fingers through his blonde hair until finally he relents that maybe he needs to be taken care of a little bit, and he's very grateful that he has you watching out for him.

When you're having a tough time, Sanji is very in tune with you. A comforting tea will be brewed ready before you've even let out an exhausted sigh, or his hand will be hovering, ready for the taking as you realise that's exactly what you need. Sanji can pick up on almost everything, except the boy will be completely oblivious of your feelings for him whenever you first start trying to let him know. He's so in awe of you, and you're just so kind, he can't help but write off your little flirty advances and heartfelt compliments as just another echo of your kind heart. You will definitely have to be the one that made a first move.

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

Sanji doesn't necessarily hate anything that you do, but when he hears you talk badly about yourself, it does hurt his precious heart a little bit. How do you not see your own perfection? Has he not been obvious enough in his complete worship of you? If you cannot see the brilliance in someone as wondrous as yourself, you must think of him as the lowest of the low, a completely unworthy scoundrel? He'll do his best to put a stop to your negative self-talk, always seeking to replace that voice with something positive.

He also doesn't *love* when you throw yourself into danger, even though it's usually to protect your friends, or some poor innocent soul who is completely deserving of the action. Sanji is fiercely protective of you, and it's hard for him to accept that your lives mean sometimes you will end up in danger, but he'd just really rather you use him as a human shield a little more often.

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

Sanji usually has to get up early to prepare breakfast for the crew, creeping out of bed like a stealthy cat burglar to avoid interrupting your 'beauty sleep' which he claims is working miracles. Because of these early starts, when you and Sanji curl up in bed together of a night he'll always make a big event of giving you a 'good night' kiss and cuddle, and then immediately launch into giving you a special 'good morning' kiss since he doesn't always get the chance to be there beside you as you wake up. It's his way of letting you know that even in his earliest waking moments, he is consumed with adoration for you, prying himself away from your sleeping form, the height of perfection, but only to complete his solemn duty to cook for you, combining his two truest loves.

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scarletttries · 15 days ago

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Sanji Fluff Alphabet (One Piece)

Pairing: Sanji (One Piece) x Reader

Rating: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 5.6k!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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?)

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

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

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

There's not a moment you've spent in Sanji's company that he doesn't cherish, but nothing will ever beat the day you first let him know how you felt.

"Be honest. Would you ever actually consider being with me?"

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

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

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

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

w - wildcard (a random headcanon for them.)

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

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

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

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scarletttries · 29 days ago

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Roronoa Zoro NSFW Alphabet (One Piece)

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro (One Piece) x Reader

Rating: Fluffy Smut

Word Count: 3.3k

Author's Note: Thanks for all the love on my Sanji alphabet, next up is our boy Zoro on the smutty side, and then maybe I'll do the SFW alphabets for them both next 💕 Keep your One Piece requests coming in, and let me know if you'd like to see any other headcanons for these two or the rest of the strawhats 🥰

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Zoro may tend towards stoic silence after sex, but his feelings are very warmly portrayed by the way he smiles down at you like you're the only thing that ever mattered to him. He'll insist on keeping his strong arms wrapped around you as you catch your breath, his fingertips digging slightly into your skin if you try and pull away before the swordsman's had his fill of you. Even if you're not romantically involved and he's pretending this is just for fun, you'll quickly realise Zoro can't stand to go your separate ways as your private time draws to a close, always looking for more ways to spend time with you - he'll insist on running a bath for you both, or tell you he should just sleep in your cabin in case you get cold. Eventually he'll give up the ruse and just unashamedly cling to you until the day is done.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Roronoa Zoro is rarely not working out, so there's very little on his body he doesn't feel pretty proud of. But when he walks around the ship with his unbuttoned shirt hanging open, he gets an extra boost of confidence from the way your eyes rake over his chest. He notices the way you bite down on your lip when he works out without a shirt on, and makes sure you know that you can lay your head, or your hands, on his chest any time the feeling takes you. He's all yours.

There's nothing about you that Zoro doesn't covet, but if he had to narrow you down to one piece of perfection he'd have to say your hips. He'll find any opportunity to wrap an arm around them and pull you onto his lap, enjoying feeling you squirm against him as he covers your neck in kisses. And when he's pounding into you with his hands clasping onto the soft flesh of your hips, it's almost impossible for him not to lose all sense of control, instinct taking over as he takes everything he needs from you, and gives you everything he has.

C= Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Zoro would love coming inside or on you. He might not be as outwardly romantic as Sanji, but Zoro truly sees sex as a sacred act between two people, a way to share yourselves entirely, and be completely together. So there being nothing between you as he lets himself go would be a very meaningful act to Zoro, just another way he gives his whole self, and his whole heart, to you.

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Zoro definitely thinks of his dick as his fourth sword. Like with all his swordsmanship he wants to be the greatest of all time, grateful for every opportunity you give him to practice making you feel good, and vowing to be the only man you'll ever need. He'll also definitely bring the rest of his swords into play with him if you'll let him, using a blade to slice the buttons off your shirt if it's taking too long to take it off, or rubbing the handle of a sword over your aching hole until you're begging him to put it inside you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Zoro has waited his whole life for someone like you to come along, so it's safe to say he's never done any of this before. But he's a very quickly learner and he takes your wishes very seriously, all the hours of training his body for combat coming in surprisingly handy in the bedroom.

F = Favourite Position (this goes without saying)

Zoro likes to feel in charge when you two are together, so he's more likely to be on top so he can give you everything he has and make sure you're taken care of. He also loves having you doggy style so he can grip your hips as he rocks back and forth, almost relieved you can't see his pained expression at trying not to finish immediately when you feel this good.

If you want to be on top then Zoro will happily pull you onto his lap, helping you bounce over him as his lips explore every inch of flesh they can reach, leaving a trail of purple bruises that he hopes the rest of the crew will get a glimpse of sometime.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

As much as Zoro takes having sex with you very seriously, he's actually surprisingly goofy some of the time. If one of you makes a weird noise, or your arms get tangled awkwardly while you're moving, he'll break into the warmest smile, his affections for you only renewed by these special intimate moments you share together. Sometimes when he sees you smile when he's making you feel good he'll let out a little chuckle and make some snarky comment about how 'you look like you're having fun', but with adoration positively dripping from every word.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Zoro likes to keep himself reasonably neat and tidy, but wouldn't care about what you choose to do with your body hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

With his dogged pursuit of excellence in swordsmanship, and his time spent as a roaming bounty hunter, Zoro didn't necessarily ever think he'd have a connection with anyone like the one he has with you. You're the only person he's ever wanted to be this close and vulnerable with, so he'd definitely bring that devotion to you, and that gratitude for your company, into the bedroom. When you two are facing each other you best believe he's making the most intense, adoring eye contact with you possible, and when you're turned away his hands and lips are caressing you so that you never feel like he's taking you for granted. Zoro might be a man of few words, but he'll still whisper a sweet nothing or two during the act, to let you know he loves you, that he appreciates you, that he's so much happier than he ever thought he could be now that he has you in his life.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Zoro never gave that much thought to touching himself before you came into his life, occasionally relieving some tension in the shower when he woke up tense but only taking the most basic pleasure in the act. Now with you in his life, and his head, he spends a lot more time feeling excited to the point of throbbing frustration. And when there's nothing he can do to get a hold of you, and trust me he'd try everything first, then he'll let his mind race with thoughts of you as he takes matters into his own hands. Even just thinking of you makes the act infinitely better, the devoted pirate finding even his fantasies can only revolve around you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

As well as having a kink around his swords, which I covered above, I think Zoro would be obsessed with you biting him and leaving perfect little marks on his chest. The slight touch of pain with the endless pleasure you bring would be perfection to him, and being marked by you would be a genuine honour.

Zoro also likes to be in control, so if you would let him, he'd love to tie you up and tease you for as long as he could stand it, the thought of having complete power over your body and pleasure sending his mind racing.

It's also not even a kink he's fully aware of, half the time just a side effect of how badly he wants you, but Zoro definitely enjoys seeing you getting worked up when you're around others. Like if he has you settled on his lap in the kitchen while Sanji's cooking for you, he'll draw soft circles on your inner thigh and watch the blood flush through your cheeks as you wriggle against him. Something about the two of you having a secret connection no one else can sense just gets him going immediately, having to carry you away before dinner's even made because he can't wait any longer.

L = Location (favourite places to do it)

Zoro definitely appreciates the uninterrupted time in your shared cabin, whether you're sharing a bed or a hammock that night, it's all a place of solace to him. Elsewhere on the ship he'll sometimes just get so distracted by you that he doesn't even consider that there are other people around that could see you. If you're watching him work out, and smile at him a little too proudly, he's on top of you before you know it, muttering quiet thank yous for your company and seeing how high he can kiss up your thigh before you start to mention that the rest of the crew could walk in any minute.

When you're docked on an island, Zoro likes trying to find tranquil places he can bring you to. He'll ask you to join him on a hike up through a forest, Nami telling him it would bring him to a secluded clearing where you two could share a moment's peace. He'd hold your hand the whole way up, and when you get to the top he'll say something uncharacteristically sweet and kiss you on the cheek as you take in the view. He does this just to make another memory that the two of you can share as you continue your lives together, his way of showing that you two are building a story and he appreciates every chapter with you. It doesn't hurt that half the time when he's being this romantic you'll push him to the ground and show him just how much you appreciate him too.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Once a stoic man with a lot of self control, Zoro is reduced to Sanji levels of desperation when it comes to you. Although he is at least a bit more subtle about it around the others.

He's so impressed by everything you do, and so in love with every acknowledgement you give him, it just makes his body crave you. Crave showing you why you made a good choice in taking a chance on him, why he's worthy of your affections, why you should let him stick by yourself forevermore.

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

There aren't too many things Zoro wouldn't try for you, but given his intense devotion, he's not going to want to share you with anyone else.

He's not too keen on giving up complete control either, preferring to be the one tying the blindfold, rather than the one wearing it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Zoro would take your pleasure very seriously, so when it comes to going down on you, he'll be on his knees before you even get the chance to ask. He's a little uncertain the first time, feeling the pressure to be the best for you and praying you'll let him keep practicing after that night. Luckily he's a quick learner, and when he finds the right techniques to get you moaning out his name loud enough that the chef might hear it, well he can believe he's going to keep that up for hours. He loves to grip your hips and thighs to keep you exactly where he wants you, and to stop you moving away from him before he's satisfied you've taken as much as you can.

When it comes to receiving head, Zoro is equally as over-the-moon as when giving. He relishes the sight of you sinking to your knees and slipping him between your lips, the gleam in your eyes as you gaze up at him almost sending him over the edge immediately. He'll definitely still be trying to play a leading role in it, brushing your hair out of your face if it's longer, or praising you as you take in a little more of his length. He'll rarely finish in your mouth though, preferring to flip you over and spill himself deep inside you if you'll let him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Zoro loves getting the chance to really take his time to worship you when you find yourselves alone in your cabin at night, but sometimes he really just needs you now and he's not going to be able to be patient with his desires. Times like that he's going to get rough, pushing you against a wall so your legs can hook around his waist, or gripping your hips hard as he rocks into them, his whole mind overwhelmed and fixated with endless thoughts of you, and only you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Zoro loves being able to squeeze in a quickie when he's desperate to feel you, and connect with you, and have you to himself. Honestly with how many of the things you do turn him immediately, he's going to be sprinting around the ship with you in his arms as often as you'll let him.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Zoro would definitely be game to try new things with you, knowing deep in his heart that the two of you have forever to find everything you both enjoy. He'd never take a risk with your safety, but he's more than happy to pick a risky spot for a quickie, the rest of crew's shame hardly mattering to him at all when he is all-consumed by his aching need for you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

A master of self-control and completely in tune with his impressive body, Zoro can go all day. He'll have no problem holding off until he's sure you can't take any more, and then he'll have the nerve to make you tell him just how badly you want to feel him finish inside you, even as you're fighting to form a single coherent thought. If the two of you opt for a quick session instead, just know Zoro is ready to go again at the drop of hat (especially if you're bending over to pick it up.)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

If toys exist in the One Piece universe, I don't think Zoro would have any. He's not opposed to them, he just enjoys the simplicity of absolutely nothing coming between the two of you when he finally gets you alone.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

If you want to tease Zoro, he's going to have a very smug poker face that he can keep up for a long time, so don't expect it to be easy to make the man beg. But when he does finally break, it's so satisfying to hear him quietly whisper and whimper about how desperately he needs you, how you're his one and only, how he's never felt anything like this before.

When it comes to Zoro he either takes what he wants right there and you barely have to ask, or he's an absolute demon for teasing. When he's in that mischievous mood, he just needs to hear what he means to you and how good he feels, more than he needs pleasure or air or anything. He's got way too much will power so he won't give in easily, not until he's really sure you mean every word you moan out, and your feelings for him are at least a fraction of the unending devotion he has for you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Zoro is more a deep grunt guy or a quiet utterance of his love, rather than sending noises echoing around the ship for everyone to hear. He values every noise he draws from you though, whatever the volume.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for this character)

Honestly the biggest wild card about Zoro's sex life is just how much of a wild card he himself is! For a stoic man, it's hard to believe how completely all consuming his need for you is, and how constant that desire. There's just so much that you do that affects him in ways he never thought possible; when you stay sitting happily on his lap after he drags you onto him, when he sees you smile at him and he's so certain you're the only person that he's really and truly seen him, or when you've been apart and he misses you, or when Sanji dares flirt with you, and when you just softly say his name. Everything you do flips the desperate switch inside him that makes him need you like a drowning man needs air, all manners and decency quickly forgotten. He'll stalk around the ship to find you, and with a single look you know exactly what's racing through his mind. Obviously the smallest shake of your head would be enough to stop him in his tracks, but otherwise Zoro is just going to take what he needs before those burning desires consume him entirely. He'll throw you over his shoulder and dash off to find a secluded spot where he can taste you again, his fingers trailing up between your thighs and dipping into you even as you're being carried, his desperation overtaking any patience he once had. Sometimes you suspect he's hiding your underwear and suggesting you wear shorts and skirts just so he can feel you more easily, his aching need for your body turning this once serious bounty hunter into your unpredictable lover boy.

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Zoro has worked hard to get his body to its current state of perfection, and it's safe to say the rest of his lives up to the swordsman's big reputation.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Before you came along, Zoro really thought he was pretty in control of himself, not some pathetic creep like the chef. Now that he has you, he sees how wrong he was. You never leave his mind, not just in a sexual way, but everything that you are washes over him in his every waking and sleeping moment until he can hardly remember how he functioned without you. All of that obsession also means he's almost always craving the feeling of your flesh and lips and it's hard for him to do anything but seek you out and hope that you're just as deeply needy of him too.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

The man of a thousand naps, I'm sorry but Zoro is asleep minutes after your romantic rendezvous is over. He'll make an intentional effort to tell you it was perfect and that you're amazing, and to hold you close, but as the words are coming out you can practically see z's appearing alongside them as he fights to stay with you. Settle yourself against his chest and be ready to be clung to like a koala until Zoro finally wakes up, ready to re-enact all the fun he had in his dreams of you.

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Write A Kiss Request: Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner (X-Men) x Reader...a kiss out of joy

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

...a kiss from Nightcrawler out of joy

Euphoric giggles erupted into the air no matter how hard the four of you tried to contain them. Scott had the car crawling along as slowly and quietly as possible, the clear dark night aiding your attempts at stealth as finally he rolled to a stop a few hundred metres from the mansion. You knew this part of your mission was crucial, and yet through sheer elation, not one of you could keep the smiles off your faces.

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"Come on, we deserve a night off! And between all of us, there's no way we get caught!" Scott put on the hard sell through hushed tones as he leant in towards you, Kurt and Jean.

"I'm not sure I could go unnoticed in this club you speak of." Nightcrawler remarked sadly, holding his hands up, half as evidence, half in desperation.

"So you'll wear mittens! And Jean and (y/n) will distract anyone that looks too closely at you. It's dark in clubs, so no one will be able to get a good look anyway." Scott continued his passionate plea, aching for a night away from the mansion walls, and rules. It wasn't subtle the way his gaze kept drifting towards Jean as he spoke, desperate for one night of unchaperoned fun, and actually getting to enjoy being young like a normal person.

"I could keep the eyes off you no problem Kurt. But i'm not sure about sneaking out, what do you think?" Ever the pragmatist Jean turned to you, watching the gears turn in your mind as you mulled over the options. You watched the hopeful anticipation build in Kurt's eyes until finally you spoke,

"We can pull it off. I know we can. Let's have some fun.." Quiet cheers erupted from Scott and Kurt who quickly had to hush themselves to avoid drawing unwanted attention. Scott gained control of himself again, and leaned back into your huddle, taking charge,

"Okay here's the plan.."

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It had gone off without a hitch. Not long after lights out, the four of you were cruising into the nearest town in one of the professor's vintage cars, the radio blaring with upbeat pop. You and Kurt sat in the backseat as Scott drove and Jean gave him directions, you passing the time by doing your best to describe the atmosphere Kurt could barely wait to experience. He had never been to a bar or a club in his time before the mansion, rarely afforded the luxury of fun and relaxation. You promised him he was going to love it, and naturally he admitted he'd love doing anything as long as you were there.

Jean helped you all sneak past the bouncer, and just as promised the packed dance floor inside was so dimly lit with colourful string lights that no one would have guessed one of you was actually blue. Scott and Jean quickly slipped into the crowd, bodies and lips intertwined in a rare night of freedom, leaving you the unbridled pleasure of taking Nightcrawler's gloved hands in yours and pulling him into the crowd of bodies to dance. A beaming smile didn't leave his face the whole time you two danced together; not when the song ordered you all to jump, not when he watched you grin and move with unashamed joy, and certainly not when the song slowed enough for him to twirl you in a circle until your arms landed over his shoulders, the two of you tangled up together as you swayed.

The four of you slipped out after a couple of hours, before Jean got too tired to keep a low profile as you returned to your parked car. The conversation the whole way home was euphoric laughter, and off-key renditions of the songs you heard, and the promise that you have to do this again if no one realised you were gone. Kurt's eyes stayed fixed on you when he promised to do this again, light practically radiating from the young mutant when you promised too.

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The final part of the plan was simple. Nightcrawler was going to teleport each of you back into the mansion one-by-one. He'd been practicing travelling short distances to rooms he couldn't see, and he spent a lot of time in each of your bedrooms so he was sure he was up to the challenge.

"I will take you first, as you I know your room best, ya?" He looked at you, missing Scott raising his eyebrows at Jean as Kurt spoke. It was true that Kurt often spent a relaxed afternoon perched on the end of your bed; doing homework together, talking through your mutant experiences, and sharing your dreams of where you hoped your lives might lead. You nodded happily and wrapped your arms around the mutant just as you had while the two of you danced, bringing an obvious smile to Kurt's face as you felt the world around you shifting. You clenched your eyes shut as the treeline behind him dissolved in a cloud of spoke, only blinking them open again when you felt the familiar carpet of your bedroom turn to solid ground under your feet.

"You're getting really good at that Kurt." You spoke softly, a slight chuckle trickling out with your words at how positively elated your proximity made him look.

"Danke! I am always very happy in here, so it makes it easier." He replied with a beaming smile, the two of you still clinging to each other like you we floating above the earth. You watched him scan over your face, drinking in your happy smile as he let his hands settle on your lower back, not sure he could bring himself to let go and return to his other waiting friends.

"Did you have fun tonight Kurt?" You offered warmly, enjoying the opportunity look at him so closely. His azure skin was a true work of art, each etched in mark only enhancing him further like a carefully framed stain glass window. He shone with light, and beauty, and as he frantically nodded his head you didn't think you had ever seen his golden eyes shine brighter.

"I think that has probably been the best night of my life, Mein Leibe." He whispered without hesitation, his grip on you tightening slightly at the realisation that at some point this night would have to end. This night of pure joy and fun and everything good. A night that was only made possible because of you. Because of the way you brought fun and warmth into Kurt's life and made him feel completely normal and ultimately special at the same time with your effortless company. He owed all his new found joy to you, and he didn't want to let the moment pass without a proper thank you. Before he could talk himself out of it, he leant in slightly, just enough to press the lightest of kisses against your lips before hastily withdrawing at the risk of overstepping. He watched your expression falter, the gears turning in your mind and grinding him down in suspense, until finally a smile broke through. You let your arms tighten around him as you plunged back in for a kiss, heart overflowing with affection that the usual reserved mutant had finally made the first move after months of waiting. Your lips met his again and memorised their detail this time; the ridges that broke up soft skin, how his teeth made the kiss firmer, the way his nose brushed yours when he moved. It was only a momentary embrace, but it invited the promise of more as you both pulled away, cheeks turned upwards in a smile.

"Now it is definitely the best night of my life." He let out with a chuckle, reluctantly releasing you before he forgot about Scott and Jean entirely.

"I promise to do this again sometime too." You whispered as your hands finally parted, the last attachment between you now allowing Nightcrawler to disappear back into the night, feeling lighter than he ever had before.

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scarletttries · 1 month ago

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Sanji NSFW Alphabet (One Piece)

Pairing: Sanji (One Piece) x Reader

Rating: Fluffy Smut

Word Count: 3.5k

Author's Note: Thank you to everyone that voted on what my next post should be, that was very fun and cute and I'll definitely have to do voting more often! Anyway, Sanji was the top comment and these alphabets were the top vote, so please enjoy and keep an eye out for the other options coming soon 💕

A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

After the euphoric highs of being with you, Sanji needs a moment to come back to earth before he can say a single thing. He'll collapse beside you, clinging to your body and pulling you close as his eyes fix to the ceiling, needing to look away from you for a breath just so he can pull himself together and not get lost in your beauty all over again.

After a moment of still, in which he can feel his whole heart healing and a lifetime of fears washing away, he'll turn to you, and suddenly he'll be creating the most loving outpour you can imagine. He's prasing every inch of you, he's trying to verbalise the enormity of his appreciation for being this close to you, he's asking for notes so he can be a better lover for the next time if you should ever deign to honour him with your company again. He gets so out of breath in his endless praise and excitement that you might just have to kiss him to shut him up, but be careful you don't get him going all over again.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Sanji refuses to fight with his arms, so that his hands remain the remarkable tools that they are. Where once his favourite thing about them was their proficiency in the kitchen, now nothing brings him greater pride than using them to show you his adoration. He loves nothing more than interlacing his fingers through yours, whether you're out on the streets of some new island, or tangled up in sheets and crying out his name. He loves to see the effect even the lightest touches can have on you, and when he feels you twitch around his fingers when they're buried inside you, he knows he can die a happy man.

There's no part of you that Sanji doesn't think is the definition of perfection. You are by far the most beautiful being he's met in his life, and any time he lays a hand on you he feels like he has received a blessing from the heavens. That being said he does find his heart hammering especially hard in his chest whenever you have your legs exposed around the ship, and when you sit on the kitchen counter to keep him company you'll notice how quickly he gets distracted when he knows he could have his fingertips grazing over your thighs as he steps between them to capture your lips. Don't be surprised if he places a firm hand over your leg whenever you sit together, even though the anticipation of that simple touch is almost enough to knock the chef unconscious.

C= Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Hopeless romantic Sanji would definitely worry about getting his cum on you, feeling like you are so far above him in every way that it would be wrong for someone as lowly as him to leave himself on or in you. It would be obvious how shy he felt about it about the first time you let him get that far, but with a little gentle encouragement he'd quickly lose hold of himself and end up spilling across your chest before he can think twice. Run your finger through his release and bring it to your lips and the connoisseur of all things delicious will almost spontaneously combust, not sure he's ever felt better about being your chef.

D = Dirty Secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Sometimes when your clothes are still drying from laundry day, or they just aren't fitting right, you'll borrow one of Sanji's shirts to wander around the ship in. Unfortunately Sanji cannot control the effect that the sight of you in his clothes has on him, and immediately he'll be straining against his trousers, losing focus and begging you to consider putting something else on 'because you must be cold.' At first you're worried that he doesn't want you in his clothes, until he hurries you back into the cabin you share, awkwardly shuffling behind you until he can finally undo his belt, worried he might faint for the sheer rush of blood leaving his brain. Suddenly he's in adoration mode begging you to let him wear the shirt that has blessed your skin and promising to decorate you in a thousand kisses instead. If you sleep in one of his shirts, I guarantee he'll wear it all the next day just so your smell lingers in his senses all day long.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Sanji has been a lover for as long as he can remember, but you might be the first person he has ever actually pursued a relationship with, physical or otherwise. He would have a lot of enthusiasm and a keenness to learn exactly how to make you feel as special as you make him feel every day, but he wouldn't have the chance to put anything into practice before you came along. On the plus side the chef already knows how to handle things delicately, and how to devour a meal, so he's already most of the way there.

F = Favourite Position (this goes without saying)

Sanji needs to see your face to get the most of your time together, the intensity of connecting with you this way being such an important part of sex for him. A classic for a reason, he'd love being in missionary with you, able to see your every reaction to his touch and grab your thighs to keep you close, leaning back on his knees or pulling your legs onto his shoulders to feel even more of you. Get on top of him, riding him Cowgirl style, and this man will completely short-circuit, not even able to string together a compliment as he fights to remain conscious, not wanting to miss a second of the incredible view of you bouncing on top of him, but worried he might pass away if he gets any more lightheaded.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sanji is definitely more of the intense romantic type. He might be a shameless flirt, but he doesn't take the act of having sex with someone lightly. He might let out the occasional euphoric giggle, and he'll plaster on a beaming smile if you laugh at one of his long winded compliments, but overall he's there for serious business, rather than goofing around.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they?)

Sanji likes to keep his appearance neat and tidy as a chef so he'd be very on top of any grooming and hygiene.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Sanji is 100% head over heels in love with you, so you know he's going to be relishing every second of intimate connection you spent together. He takes the romantic side of sex very seriously; he wants every occasion that you're together to be as special as you make him feel, and wants you to be entirely focused on him for the duration. He'll adore taking the time to set the mood with a homemade dinner, candles, and ensuring a rare moment of calm in your complex lives.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

It's no secret Sanji is a bit of a lover boy, so it's no surprise that before you were his partner, he'd pass most of his nights enjoying his own company and thinking of you. The way you looked that day, the times you'd spoken to him, the noise you made when you took the first bite of a dessert he'd whipped up just for you - it's all a bit much for his romantic heart to bare, his teeth biting his tongue as he worked his length over for fear of crying out your name in earshot of the crew. Once the two of you are an item though, he prefers to avoid his solo time, and instead save every ounce of his stamina and lust for the times he finally gets you all to himself. Nothing his imagination has ever conjured is anywhere near as sweet as the reality of being in bed with you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Let's start with the most obvious one - definitely a food play kind of guy. He's whipping cream and melting chocolate and begging to decorate your body like the sumptuous dessert that you are, just so he can taste every inch of you over and over again.

There's also definitely a praise kink at play with Sanji, who will fall all over himself to impress you when you're telling him he's doing a good job, that he feels incredible, that he looks so sexy buried between your thighs. He'll definitely shower you with praise as well, every notable feature he describes only adding to his seemingly endless adoration for you.

This man would let you do absolutely anything to him anyway, but offer to blindfold him with his own tie and have your way with him, and he will practically spontaneously combust. And if you prefer the be one tied down, Sanji will drop to his knees and thank whatever deity gifted him with such a perfect partner. I promise he will realllly take his time with you, devouring you for hours and exploring every curve of your body like the work of art you are, until you have to beg him to let you rest.

L = Location (favourite places to do it)

Obviously the idyllic romance of your shared cabin upon the ship, curled up in bed together, is how Sanji enjoys your romantic encounters the most. But that doesn't mean sometimes he doesn't get carried away with you perched on the kitchen counter, the briefest kiss descending into unbridled passion with his hands frantically clawing your thighs apart so he can finally be inside of you.

When you're not out at sea, Sanji loves to find romantic spots to lead you to - a secluded island hot spring, a warm isolated beach, a beautiful wildflower meadow. He'll bring a picnic and blanket, but rest assured, you're the only thing he's interested in eating.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It's nearly impossible to find something you do that doesn't get Sanji going. Seeing you be good at your role on the crew, seeing you defend yourself or think quickly against an enemy, seeing you just going about the ship minding your own business. Obviously any time you smile at Sanji, or ask him the slightest question, this boy is ready to tear off his well-fitting shirt and offer himself to you for whatever would bring you joy. And when you sit on his lap, or keep him company in the kitchen, or eat something he's prepared and let out a satisfied hum - well that's when he becomes desperate to climb on top of you, manhood aching to make you feel as incredible as he feels around you.

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Sanji is a very jealous partner, thanks to an undercurrent of insecurity and rejection that has plagued his life, so anything to do with sharing you is off the cards.

He also couldn't think of anything worse than doing something that would hurt you, handling you like a priceless artifact in the best way, and rarely using his full strength in bed if he can keep control.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

I think we all know Sanji would live and die for the chance to taste you. To feel you twitch against his tongue. To see your head tip back as the throes of ecstasy overtake you while he's working between your thighs. It's his heaven, his earth, and his everything in between. From the first time he gets to taste you, it's all he wants to do, often forgetting his own throbbing pleasure in favour of seeing if he can make you cum just one more time, living for the way you whimper out his name as he brings you to the edge again. You are the finest taste this world has to offer, and he will never take for granted that only his tongue gets to explore it.

A gentleman to his core, Sanji would be almost dismissive of your desire to go down on him. You'd have to catch him too far gone in his passionate euphoria to have any thoughts at all, but when your tongue first makes contact with his sensitive tip it's like his whole body melts into the world's happiest puddle. He'd make the absolute most pathetic noises, fighting to keep his eyes on you as they roll back into his skull with bliss. And seeing his release dripping from your lips as you lick them, that might just be enough to kill the poor chef, who is somehow already in heaven.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Sanji definitely prefers to savour every second with you, taking things slowly and gently, building the sensation by worshipping your body before gradually getting to the main event. Just like in the kitchen, he doesn't like to be rushed, and he knows you achieve the best results with a delicate touch.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Sanji's not the type to try and squeeze in a quickie, given he wants to make the most out of every opportunity to explore your body. That being said, if you can't keep your hands off him and are the one to make a move, he'll happily give you everything you want, exactly how you want it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

You are by far the most precious and important part of Sanji's life, so it's safe to say he's not going to be keen to do anything risky with you. He knows the fear of losing you in battle, he constantly frets that you'll find a reason to leave him, realising how far above him you are, and so his mission in life is your joy and safety. He'll experiment in the bedroom with new positions and any kinks you might want to explore, but honestly as long as you're happy, Sanji is the most content individual on all the seas.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

We've seen Sanji in battle and know he's a master of strength and endurance, but given how quickly he crumbles to his knees at the mere brush of your hand, I'm not sure that would apply in the bedroom. The gorgeous blonde would be fighting for his life from the moment he slipped into your warm, soft, wet core. Over time he'd get a little better at containing himself, but thankfully even when he's done for, it barely takes him a minute to recover and be ready for another round, and usually by then he'll have spent the better part of the day going down on you before he ends up inside you, so you really don't need to worry about your satisfaction.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

If toys exist in the one piece universe, then you can bet Sanji not only has them, but would take an endless amount of pleasure in using them on you. Maybe with your hands bound above your head with his tie, or just as a little extra stimulation to make sure you're having the best possible experience with him. And if there's a little shop selling toys on an island where you stop, Sanji will practically faint walking around it with you and looking for something new.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sanji is so much fun to tease, because he has absolutely no poker face about how desperate he is for you. No amount of pride will stop him from begging you to finally use him if you've been working him up all day, and if you decide to grind your hips over his lap at a leisurely pace, Sanji will be in tears begging for you to bless him with the sweet gift of release.

On the other hand, Sanji doesn't consider himself a tease, thinking he was put on this earth just to tend to your every whim. However, when he starts showering you with kisses and praise as he insists on focusing on your pleasure, he is inadvertently the best tease. He knows exactly how to make your pleasure as perfect as possible, so if you ask him to speed up or to finally fuck you, he's going to insist that you trust him because knows how to give you the release you deserve, and he won't comprimise on your pleasure. Unfortunately he's always right, so you're never going to get him to stop.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Sanji isn't going to be letting out loud echoing moans, his lips are too busy running a mile a minute with compliments for every inch of your body, inside and out. Sometimes he trips over his words or they come out in a desperate whimper when you just feel too good for him to keep in control of himself. And when you tease him, or even just give him a subtle smile to let him know what you want to do when you get him alone, well then the poor guy turns into a whining mess, practically frozen with his brain malfunctioning, unable to make any sound except the tiniest 'please'.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for this character)

Sanji is 100% a crier in the bedroom. He gets so swept up in the romance of it all, the depth of his feelings for you, the kindness and love that you show him, how he's never felt anything so lovely (physically or emotionally) and it would all just be too much. From the moment he's slowly plunging inside you, to him lying awestruck beside you in the afterglow, there's tears welling up in his eyes and falling across his cheeks in beautiful lines. It might be a little confusing the first time, but as you look into his expression of sheer devotion, running your thumb across his cheek as he croaks out how much he loves you for the thousandth time today, you'll come to appreciate his emotional exterior and openness with you.

X = X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Sanji has a more slight build despite being very muscular, so he's probably more on the average size, and his practiced chef's hands really add to the sensation.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If you looked up Yearning in the dictionary, you'd find a picture of Sanji. From the day your paths crossed, he'd think of little else but your lips, your body, your voice. Everything you do is the height of beauty, and he can't help but be very affected by your every move. Every smile you throw his way tugs on his heartstrings and send warmth fluttering all the way down his torso.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Sanji would definitely be awake for a while afterwards, recounting your every perfect expression and noise, fishing for praise on his performance, and generally pouring his mended heart out to you. The afterglow of it all is just as beautiful and meaningful to Sanji as any other part of your intimacy, and he'd cherish getting to run his fingers through your hair and hold you close as you gradually drifted off. You might occasionally feel a teardrop land on your cheek as Sanji wishes he could somehow capture these perfect moments in time and keep them with him everywhere he goes, sweet echoes of his voice whispering 'thank you' and 'i love you' inevitably finding their way into your dreams, as he lives out his.

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Obsessed with this author and their one piece work 😍💕

Hi Miko, I've been reading your one piece posts and absolutely love how you write the characters! I loved your oblivious reader headcanons, but I wanted to request kind of the opposite - how would Luffy, Sanji and Zoro react to a reader that makes the first move and kisses them first? Thank you 🥰💕

pairings: monster trio x female reader

cw: not proofread, probably contains grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language!!

— (a/n): hiiii!! i'm very sorry for not posting, I've got a lot of requests and i hope I'll get to write them all ^⁠_⁠^ also, I SWEAR I don't have a favourite (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) -> m.list

— LUFFY

Luffy is so straight forward that a lot of flirting just goes right over his head. You could be batting your eyelashes, throwing hints, or playfully touching his arm, and he'd just grin at you, not having a second thought.

He's naturally touchy with his crew, so when you start getting more physically affectionate, he just kinda rolls with it. Leaning on him? He'll lean right back. Holding his hand? He'll swing it playfully.

The realization hits... Late. You make a habit of teasing him, leaning in close when you talk, poking his face when he pouts, and even calling him cute. After a lot of punches from Nami and disappointed sighs from Usopp, he tilts his head and just goes "Are you flirting with me?"

Luffy starts leaning in close, just to see if you'll back away, and he literally COPIES your every move.

"Does this make your heart race too?" In the most innocent way possible.

You think he's immune to embarrassment, until you pull a bold move and trace his jaw with your fingers. "I bet you'd taste sweet." He actually pauses, eyes wide, and a faint pink tint covering the tip of his ears.

When you finally go in for the kiss, you catch him mid laugh. His eyes widen, and probably for the first time ever, he's speechless. Luffy, the king of energy, is frozen like a statue.

His hand almost instinctively catches your waist, holding you close. You pull back, watching his expression shift from shock, to realization, to a big, goofy grin.

"Do it again!" He doesn't even hesitate before grabbing your face and closing the distance again, kissing you back. Zero hesitation.

After this, he just kisses you whenever he feels like it. Mid conversation? Smooch. Stealing food? Smooch. Looking at him funny? Smooch.

He literally tells the whole crew. No warning, no build up. Just a proud declaration while you stand there, face buried in your hands.

You belong to his crew, but now you're his in a way that makes him extra protective. He wraps his arms around you randomly, pulling you close, his stupid, big grin plastered on his face.

He starts challenging you to kiss attacks. If you surprise him, you win. If he catches you trying, he flips it on you.

Luffy doesn't get embarrassed easily, but he does get attached. Expect him to be glued to your side, smiling like you're the best treasure in the world.

There's no overthinking with Luffy, he just likes being with you, loves that your bold, and will 100% support more surprise kisses in the future.

———☆

You're sitting on the deck with Luffy, sharing a plate of snacks, when you decide you've had enough of his cluelessness. He's laughing about something, something dumb, something that shouldn't make your heart race.

So, without a second thought you lean in and close the distance, pressing a firm kiss to his lips. It's quick, but it's just enough to make Luffy's breath hitch and heartbeat increase.

Luffy blinks at you, his usual bright eyes wide in surprise. He's touching his lips like he's processing the sensation for the first time. Then, slowly, a huge grin spreads across his face.

"Whoa!" He lets out a shaky exhale, and then he grabs your hands, bouncing excitedly. "Do it again!"

"Maybe later." You laugh, shaking your head. He was getting so excited over a simple kiss, and you couldn't help but feel your heart skip a beat at the way his touch felt on your skin.

"Later?! But I wanna do it now!" He doesn't wait, just leans in and captures your lips in another quick, excited kiss. Now, you're the one blushing.

— ZORO

Flirting with Zoro is like flirting with a wall, at least at first. He doesn't react to subtle touches, teasing smirks or even playful winks. He just raises an eyebrow like, What are you doing?

"You're acting weird." You lean in, fingers trailing over his wrist as he tenses, although not pulling away. "I'm just being friendly." "That doesn't feel friendly..."

The moment he does realize you're flirting with him, he goes completely still. His grip on his swords tighten. He legit looks like he just got challenged to a duel.

"Tch, like I care." But then he starts noticing everything. The way you look at him, the way your hand when you pass him something, the way you bite your lip when you tease him.

Zoro acts all cool, but inside? His heart is beating faster, and he doesn't know why. Literally internal panic.

One day, you brush your fingers along his jaw. "I bet you'd look good, all flustered and blushing." He visibly stiffens, eyes darting away. "Shut up." Oh, so he can get flustered.

You finally go for it, grabbing his collar and closing the gap, pulling him in for a kiss. He doesn't react at first, he's too shocked to move a muscle. Then, his hands grip your waist, pulling you just a little closer.

He's not as unaffected as he pretends to be. He exhales slowly, his breathing controlled. But you can feel the slight shake in it, the way his hands tremble slightly and the way his muscles tense.

Zoro pretends it's no big deal, but later, he tilts your chin up and kisses you again. Slower, deeper, like he's trying to memorize the feeling of your lips on his.

He's not big on PDA, but his protective streak triples. Arm around your waist? Always. Pulling you close when someone stares too long? Every time.

He doesn't say sweet things, but his actions scream it.

He still gets caught off guard when you tease him. A kiss on the cheek, and his ears turn red. Whispering something flirty, and his jaw tightens.

Zoro likes a challenge, and now that he's aware of you, he starts fighting back. He corners you and smirks if you get flustered.

He will DIE before admitting how much he likes it.

———☆

Zoro is training, sweat glistening on his skin, swords balanced in a way that makes him look damn near untouchable. You've been teasing him all day, dropping little hints, getting close... But he's been brushing you off, pretending it has no effect on him. Until now.

You walk up to him casually, hiding your smug smirk, standing just close enough for him to feel your presence. "Bet I could throw you off balance."

"Tch, you wish." He fights the urge to roll his eyes, the way his words came out was almost as if he was daring you to try.

Your smirk widens as you step closer to him. Before he could react, you grip his collar, tug him down, lips colliding into each other as you press a confident kiss on his lips.

He freezes. His whole body tenses like he's been struck by lightning. When you pull away, his breath is heavier, and there's a slight pink tint decorating his cheeks.

He glares at you, the grip on his swords tightening. "That was dirty..." He mutters, still trying to calm himself down.

You tilt your head to the side, still smirking. "Did it work?" You taunt him, trying to hold back your laugh, watching his flustered expression carefully.

Zoro exhales slowly, before grabbing your wrist, yanking you back in for another kiss. His lips crashed against yours, and you could feel his smirk pressing against your mouth. This one's deeper, hungrier. When he finally pulls back, a smirk forms on his lips.

"Yeah. It worked."

— SANJI

Sanji flirts with everyone, but when you do it back? He's done for. He's absolutely weak from the start. He nearly drops his cigarette every time you touch him.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" And he instantly covers his mouth, trying to hide his nosebleed and the way his face turns 50 different shades of red. He short circuits instantly.

He flirts dramatically, and you flirt right back, leaning in close, tracing his jaw, calling him pet names. His whole face BURNS.

You catch him off guard with a soft touch to his cheek, and his whole face erupts in pink. "M-Mademoiselle!"

When you finally kiss him first, his soul leaves his body. His cigarette falls, his legs turn weak, and he grips onto you for dear life.

The moment your lips touch his, Sanji's entire body locks up. His heart is hammering, and his mind is screaming in ten different languages. His brain kinda goes offline for a few seconds, but he'll snap out of it eventually!!

He covers his face with both hands, trying to suppress the absolutely ridiculous grin forming. "Mon Dieu! You're too much for me..." And his legs wobble like he might pass out.

His hands remain on your waist, but he doesn't pull you in, not yet. He wants to play it cool, but his flushed face and trembling hands give it away.

For the next hour, he is completely useless in the kitchen. He keeps chopping ingredients wrong, spacing out and giggling like an absolute fool. When someone asks what's wrong, his only reply is "I've been blessed by an angel today."

After the kiss, he becomes extra aware of your presence. A simple brush of your fingers sends a shiver down his spine. If you just lean against him, he has to take deep breaths.

The next time you tease him, he gets his revenge, tilting your chin up with his fingers and giving you the slowest, most knee weakening kiss of your life. "Two can play this game, mon amour."

Before, he was a hopeless romantic. Now? He's a hopelessly attached romantic. "Oh, you like me?" You tease, and you see the way his lips curl into a smirk. "Like? Darling, I adore you."

He was already treating you like royalty, but now it's way worse. Pulling out your chair, offering you the best cuts off food, whispering sweet nothings into your ear 24/7. It's endless.

You kiss him unexpectedly? He still gets heart eyes, but now he pulls you right back for another. "Don't start something you're not ready to finish, darling."

Completely, utterly, shamelessly yours. Sanji doesn't even try to hide it, he's absolutely whipped. He lets everyone know, the whole crew has to deal with it.

———☆

Sanji is flirting with you as usual, leaning close and murmuring sweet things. "Ah, ma chérie, if you keep looking at me like that, I might fall apart."

You rolled your eyes, a mischievous smirk forming on your lips. You grabbed his tie, fingers twisting in the fabric, yanking him down with a sudden tug. He stumbled slightly, cut off guard, but there was no time to react. Your lips crashed against his, the space between you vanishing as you pressed your body flush against his, tilting your head and deepening the kiss. His breath hitched as his hands instinctively found your waist, pulling you even closer.

Your lips parted just enough to tease, to taste. Your fingers slid up from his tie to tangle in his hair, nails grazing his scalp as you pulled him in, not letting go.

You finally parted from him, just barely, lips still hovering close and over each other. He's completely frozen. Mouth slightly open, cigarette hanging dangerously close to falling, his eyes wide in surprise, face completely red.

His whole body shakes, and he nearly collapses on the floor. "I can die happy!" He shouts out dramatically, both hands pressed firmly on his chest as he struggles to breathe.

Later, when he finally recovers, he pulls you aside, trapping you against the wall, kissing you so deep it leaves you breathless.

"Not so easy when I'm the one taking control, hm, mon amour?"

★yoyomiko ★miko

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Write A Kiss Request: Kang Dae-Ho/Player 388 (Squid Game) x Reader...a kiss as a promise

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

...a kiss for Dae-Ho as a promise

It had been hours since the vote had been decided, and yet you were sure Dae-Ho hadn't moved a muscle. As the votes to stay had outnumbered those who wanted to leave, it meant you were going to be subjected to another round of awful games, each one of your allies dealing with the news in a different way. In-ho and Gi-hun immediately began strategizing, thinking about what the next game would be and how they could beat it. The older marine started walking around counting votes in each direction, working out how many people needed to change their minds so that you could all get safely home. But sweet Dae-Ho had silently climbed his way up to his bunk bed upon hearing the news, sitting motionless there with his knees tucked into his chest, curled up so small for such a broad man.

You hadn't meant to pay such close attention to your new friend, but it was hard to stop your eyes drifting in his direction whenever your mind was distracted. His boyish charm, his well-built body, his bright smile. Everything about him made you feel just as helpless as these stupid challenges did. Especially when he'd usually go out of his way to cling by your side and reassure you through the long days you had passed together in these strange halls. Maybe that's why it was so heart-breaking to see him slink off alone, not even bothering to pull a blanket over himself as the lights shut off and darkness descended over the sparce metal room.

You forced yourself to wait for some time to pass, at least giving him the chance to find some stillness and possibly even fall asleep after such a treacherous day. But as you leant over the side of your bed and looked upwards, you could see he still hadn't moved from his tense, hunched position.

You moved as silently as your surroundings would allow, easing yourself between ladders and vacant bunks so as not to disturb anyone else in your vicinity. As your face appeared at the end of Dae-Ho's mattress you could see his eyes finally lift from their fixed point on his sheets, his whole body seeming to tremble slightly less with you in sight.

"Can I sit?" You whispered, gently putting the blanket in front of him a couple of times before he nodded eagerly, edging himself backwards just an inch, making sure that you had enough room to sit comfortably, but not giving you so much room that you wouldn't still be close by his side. You pulled yourself up onto his sheets, Dae-Ho reaching out a hand to making the motion easier, both of you wanting to keep this visit discrete and quiet in the less than private dwelling.

You could see his eyes were stained red where he'd been crying, glistening streaks marking both cheeks. He ran the backs of his hands over his face, trying to hide the worst evidence of his emotions, worried your opinion of him as a strong ally and friend might be changed by any display of weakness.

Instead you sat yourself cross legged facing the man, and reached forward to take his hands in yours, gently rubbing soothing circles over them with your thumbs and letting both of you drink in a quiet moment of affection you knew you needed. You let his hands fall in your lap, safely enclosed in yours, and let silence hang in the air until finally he was ready.

"I don't want to die a-" He cut himself off before he could finish croaking out the thought, his throat hoarse from muffling his sobs. A rush of blood rose to his cheeks as you nodded and spoke softly,

"I know Dae-Ho, I don't want to die either. But we'll get through the next game together too, and then we'll be out of here." You cooed reassuringly, feeling his skin getting warmer to the touch with every moment you passed with his hands in yours. He nodded, a small smile flashing across his lips before he took a deep breath and stilled himself to speak his mind.

"I'd like that. But it's not just that I don't want to die." His voice wavered against as he tried to force out the words, "I really don't want to die a virgin."

You tried to keep your expression soft as your mind raced. You were in the least sexy circumstances possible and you'd still thought about climbing on top of him half a dozen times, how on earth had no-one taken the chance to be with him yet. You couldn't stop your imagination drifting to running your fingers through his hair as you bounced on his lap, feeling your fingers lace through his in reality and pulling you back down to earth. His face was flushed and warm as his eyes remained fixed to where his hands rested in your lap, his grip tightening slightly on you as you considered his words.

Every fibre of you wanted to take the opportunity to change that Dae-Ho. To show him what he'd been missing. You pictured the look on his face if you wrapped your hand around his manhood, the way his head would fall back if you sunk to your knees and let your tongue run over him, the sounds you could draw from him with him sheathed inside you. It was overwhelmingly tempting and for just a moment you completely forgot where you were and thought of nothing but the bashful looking man in front of you.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He sighed out quietly, loosening his grip on your fingers but not pulling his hand away quite yet. He was such a sweetheart, so concerned about your feelings and you safety even in a place like this. He deserved his first time to be as special as he was, not a muffled quickie surrounded by a sea of prying eyes. You couldn't give him what he needed here. But you could when you got out of here.

"You didn't make me uncomfortable Dae-Ho, I was just thinking." You watched his eyes drift slowly up to your face as you shifted in your seat, inching closer to him. You took each of his hands in yours and guided them to your waist, watching his wide eyed expression as you climbed into his lap and let your thighs rest over his.

"Can I make a deal with you?" You leaned in close and whispered the question in his ear, feeling his arms take the opportunity to wrap over your back, keeping you pressed close against his as he nodded his head frantically. You gently ran your left hand over his cheek, letting it trail down his jaw and through the lengths of his hair before setting on the back of his neck. Dae-Ho shivered in anticipation, his body trying to chase your touch by leaning into you slightly. "If you make sure we both survive the next game, we'll vote to go home, and then I'll make sure you don't die a virgin." You brought your nose to caress against his, watching the gears turn in his head as he considered your words. You could tell the moment he understood your offer, as his face suddenly broke out in a beaming smile, mouth hanging open slightly in disbelief.

"You mean?!" He stumbled over the words as his eyes raked over your shape, his legs shifting under yours as if trying to wriggle closer to you.

"Yep. You keep saving my life, and I'll show you the best night of yours." You felt yourself brimming with confidence as you spoke, the way he stared up at you like you offered him holy salvation making you very glad that you came to check on him tonight. He was awestruck at the words, mind racing with everything he wanted to do now that he had you in his arms, even if he knew he had to wait a little longer to get the thing he craved most. It was too good to be true, meeting someone like you in a place like this, someone who made him feel good and strong and important. And now you were offering him something he had waited a long time to share with someone, someone he really cared about, someone like you. He almost couldn't believe it,

"Are you sure you want to?" He couldn't risk pressuring his favourite person into something you didn't want, just to make him feel better, even if he thought it might be the only thing giving him enough strength to face another day in this place. And more importantly to survive. He stared up at you hopefully as he spoked, hands clinging to the fabric of your shirt where his arms had wrapped around you.

From this close you could see every detail of his handsome face; his deep brown eyes shining brightly up at you, his soft nose chasing yours to nuzzle closer again, his full, pink lips hanging slightly open as he watched you intently. They looked so tempting resting so close to yours, and so you glanced around quickly to make sure no one had noticed your little visit, before leaning in to land a gentle kiss on his lips. It was just the slightest peck, and yet you felt your heart skip a beat as he rushed to kiss you again, chasing your lips like the held to the solution to all of life's problems. You dived in again, feeling his desperate lips follow your every movement, drinking in you, escaping this moment in your intoxicating taste. You parted your lips to let his tongue slip between them, his grip on your clothes tightening as he frantically pulled your body against his. He was so warm against your chest, his muscular build enveloping your form and filling your senses.

Finally you dragged your lips away from his for breath, panted slightly as you rested your forehead against his,

"I promise."

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If you liked this let me know and maybe I'll write a part two, and check out my Squid Game masterlist for more Dae-Ho.

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Hello hello, how bout kiss prompt #40 for Vigilante??? ❤️❤️❤️ Love the kissing series, so cute!

Hello hello! Thank you so much for this request, I was so happy to write something for my boy vigilante again 🥰 your request is written here, I hope you enjoy! ❤️

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Write A Kiss Request: Vigilante/Adrian Chase (Peacemaker) x Reader ...a kiss because the world is ending

author's note: another belated valentines to all the readers still clinging onto their vigilante shit (myself included) 💖

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

...a kiss for Adrian Chase because the world is ending

How many times did you have to tell yourself no? It wasn't going to happen! Even the idea of it was completely insane. And yet, as you watched some otherworldly creature falling from the sky with the sole purpose of coming after you and your friends, you had one thought and one thought alone: Adrian.

Working with Vigilante had never been straightforward, both because of his inability to behave in a predictable manner, and because of the way his every chaotic action made you feel.

With his mask on, he was a machine. Unfeeling, precise, athletic, focused. It was like he left some part of himself behind the moment he pulled it over his face, his unparalleled skill kind of addictive to watch.

And then when he stopped being Vigilante, and went back to being Adrian Chase, he was the total opposite. He was vulnerable and open and he exuded warmth every time he was near you. He had an effortless clumsy charm he was completely unaware of, and you hated how quickly he started to fill your every thought, your stomach stirring every time he intentionally chose to stay by your side as you worked. He was obvious in his affections, face beaming at you everytime you so much as acknowledged him, let alone when you smiled his way. Some days you wanted nothing more than to drag him by the hand straight home to your bed, but unfortunately the quiet voice of common sense in your head was just firm enough to stop you from giving in to the adorable assassin.

You convinced yourself you could only get hurt, emotionally if not physically, and while he seemed so devoted to the idea of you, having him as a romantic partner would be chaotic at best and unhinged at worst.

However, as fire streaked across the sky, and the thundering boom of impending collision rumbled through your chest, you realised there might not be any time left to worry about where things could lead.

"Adrian!" You shouted at the top of your lungs, your team spread across the thick woods in search of where the creature was expected to land. You didn't know what you'd do when he turned up, but you knew if this was the end and time was running out, you wanted him by your side.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?!" Vigilante cried out as he sprinted full pelt between the trees, clearly stationing himself a bit closer to your spot than he was supposed to. He moved so smoothly as he weaved around the towering pines, stopping only when he stood directly in front of you, eyeing you with concern and reaching out his hands as if willing himself to hold you before reconsidering.

"I'm not hurt, but things don't look good Adrian." You could feel the slight tremor in your voice as you stepped a little closer, relieved as he shook his head, as unshakeable as ever.

"You don't need to worry though - you know I'll always protect you, right?" He was so earnest, complete sincerity in his voice, clear that he would put his life on the line for you without giving it a second thought.

"I know you would Adrian." Even with his face hidden by his mask, you could tell he always felt elated when you used his real name, seeing him for the person he was and not just a weapon to use when needed. Tired of talking you reached up, skimming your hands along his biceps before they reached his jaw, fingertips diving under the fabric and slowly dragging it upwards. You felt him lean into your touch, his lips hanging open as you revealed them, awestruck by the intimate softness you handled him with, intoxicated by your proximity. As you exposed more of his face, it only contorted in more joy, eyes bright and beaming, colour flushing into his cheeks until finally the fabric released his curls and you let it fall by your side.

Quickly he snatched his glasses from a pocket on his leg, adjusting them until he could see you clearly and letting the dopiest smile plaster his face as he drank you in,

"Hi!" He sighed out like a love-sick teenager, inching closer to you as your arms settled over his shoulders again. Even in the depths of terror and trouble, he only had eyes for you. Gun fire broke out in the distance but he didn't even blink, his hands still hovering over your waist as if asking for permission. You nodded at his hands and closed the gap between you in encouragement, your chest resting against his as you responded softly,

"Hi Adrian." You could feel him respond to a tingle running down his spine at the way you said his name, kinder and warmer than anyone else ever had.

"Hi." He giggled out again as finally he let his hands make contact with you, holding your waist gently and letting his thumbs trace circles against your lower back. He could feel your arms tighten around his neck as your face closed in on his, his face completely dumbstruck as you got a little closer. You moved slowly, giving him the chance to back away, but more importantly waiting to see if there was any part of your mind that could muster up the restraint to stop.

As your lips gently met his, you knew this was never going to end a different way, even if it took the world ending for you to take the plunge. He was so receptive and respectful, drinking in your kiss without pushing you for more. Responding to your every motion in kind and only parting his lips as he felt your tongue gliding over them. His hands were so strong wrapping over your back, while his lips were so soft and gentle, corners twitching in his desperate attempt to fight back a grin. You could hear him humming contently in your mouth, overwhelmed with emotion and desperately wanting to voice his joy and tell you he hoped this moment would last forever. He wasn't the only one, the voice in the back of your mind kicking itself for ever denying yourself this level of adoring affection. He whimpered softly as you ran your fingers through his curls, pulling his face an inch away from yours before he took your breath away entirely.

"That was amazing. You're so awesome! Thank you!" He beamed at you, moving to dive in for another kiss before an aggressive voice called in the distance,

"Vigilante, where the fuck are you?!" Peacemaker's voice bellowed out from the other side of the woods, letting you know that time really was up now, but you didn't regret how you had spent the final moment.

Adrian cursed under his breath as he forced his arms off your waist, dropping to his one knee to pick up his mask before focusing his attention on you.

"I'm going to go help Peacemaker beat this thing, and then I'm going to come right back here, and find you, and kiss you a bunch more times, if that's okay?" His own breath was ragged with adrenaline, more rumbled by your attention than any of the mortal peril around him.

"Sounds good, be safe." You stretched out a hand to help him to his feet, Adrian taking the opportunity to tug you closer for one final kiss before he donned his mask and sprinted back into the night, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"I'm coming Peacemaker, and you're not going to believe what just happened!"

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Thank you @tom8noob and everyone who got me to 4000 reblogs!

This is so cute! 🥰 Reblogs are so important for Tumblr writers so please know just how happy this makes me and how much every reblog means to me 😍✨

Domestic Roman Roy x Reader Headcanons (Succession Request)

Pairing: Roman Roy x Reader

Rating: Pure Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k

Request: "hello!! can you write more fluff headcanons for our slime puppy, roman roy? maybe roman comforting reader or vise versa; anything will do really. i just want that man to have some affection. <3"

- Spotless. That was the word everyone used to describe Roman's sprawling New York penthouse. A space truly devoid of anything that would make it seem evenly slightly imperfect. No bright colours that might hint at joy or personality. No stained tea towels to show where a home cooked dinner had been lovingly made. No creased sofa cushions to show a routine of comfort and relaxation. Everytime someone commented on how pristine his home was kept around him, Roman could feel the familiar ache of being almost unwelcome, like he was still a child being told he would ruin everything he touched. That is until he started coming to visit you.

- When your strange and prolonged courtship with Roman Roy finally moved to the stage of evenings spent in each other's company, and his exhausted yawns feigning reluctant acceptance of a sleepover, you expected to end up living out of his place. I mean, it made sense; it was closer to the Waystar office, it was way bigger, had a full time staff, a better neighbourhood, fancier furniture. Honestly you were worried you were the world's least sordid mistress with how infrequently he invited you over, despite spending almost all of his waking moments trailing alongside you, clinging to the fabric of whatever shirt you wore like a terrified child.

- Every time Roman followed you home at the end of a party or some of the awkward family events he insisted on bringing you along to, you offered to just stay at his, the suggestion quickly shot down with a head shake and mumbled excuse, the crease on his brow darkening as his frown quickly turned to a pout, an expression you knew better than to follow up after. So you got used to Roman being based out of your little apartment too, basically moving in with you, without ever calling it that.

- As he unfurls in a well-worn armchair and sips coffee out of one of the mismatched mugs from your cabinet, he knows you'll never understand quite how much being here with you means to him. He knew it from the first time you had him over, practically dragging him onto the sofa with you, wrapping a blanket over him when the skin on his arm raised up in little bumps, telling him to help himself to anything he wanted. You were the first person in his life to ever tell Roman to make himself at home, and even if he could hardly believe his luck, and feared one day you might take those precious words back, that you never meant them in the first place, for now he planned to make the most of finally feeling at home.

- After a lifetime of the higher luxury, the littlest things really do provide the greatest joy to Roman. His bedding was changed every day in his penthouse, always fresh and pristine by the time he crawled back into it the next night. But he notices that after a couple of days your sheets smell like you, and he can curl up under the duvet even when you're not home and it's like you're all around him, embracing him with warmth and filling up his senses with comfort. He's truly never taken so many naps, or slept so soundly, as he does in your bed.

- Roman takes a tremendous amount of joy in the novelty of picking a bowl to eat out of, all the different colours and sizes picked up from thrift stores feeling so much more 'him' than the fine white china most of his meals have been served on. And if you're giving him a home cooked meal, this man will be close to tears with overwhelming appreciation.

- It's no secret that Roman has spent more of his life lonely than he'd care to admit, so having someone he loves around all the time makes even the most mundane things suddenly feel brand new. At night he'll find reasons to hang out in your tiny bathroom as you wash your face and get ready for bed. He'll put toothpaste on your toothbrush so you can brush your teeth together, smiling and giggling so much at the sweet moment that he ends up with toothpaste all down shirt and pretends to blame you for it, claiming it was all a ploy just to get his shirt off. If you play along and offer to help him with it, prepare for him to start blushing and running around the apartment pretending to hide from you.

- The first time Roman tries to help you in the kitchen, despite you insisting he really doesn't have to, he's a walking liability. First a pot boils over, then he can't figure out how to pre-heat the oven and he's too embarassed to ask, and when he tries to pick up a pan the wrong way, burning his hand and throwing sauce over the counter in the process, you can see all the colour drain from his face as terror sets in. His jaw is tense and his eyes grow misty and wide as he backs away slightly, the skin on his hand only half as painful as the ache in his gut at the thought that you're about to erupt at him. That you've finally seen how useless and stupid he is. That he can't do anything right. That he's just not good enough for you.

Gently you take his hand and place is under the cold flowing water in the sink, ever so lightly rubbing circles on his back as you ask if he's okay.

"Yeah, just fucking, sorry I ruin everything." He chokes out, a hollow laugh doing nothing to hide the obvious croak in his voice as tears start to well in his eyes.

"Roman, you didn't ruin anything, you just made a mistake. I actually think you make lots of things much better." You leave a chaste kiss on his cheek as you wipe up the mess in a few short moments, and return to inspect his hand, which almost instantly feels better the second you hold it in yours.

"You really mean that." Roman's not sure if it's a question for you, or just confirmation to himself as he feels the adrenaline start to leave his body. Suddenly he wonders why his family were always so explosive about his little messes, especially when it's not even like they had to clean them up themselves. He laughs to himself in a moment of relief before clinging to your waist, thinking it's probably safest for him to just focus on bothering you in the kitchen rather than helping.

- Eventually Roman gets his own key to your place, and slowly moves in just enough of his stuff that he never needs to return to his old apartment, feeling so much more at home in the space he shares with you. Whenever he's at home without you though, those pangs of loneliness start to creep back in again, and he finds himself instinctively searching you; first he'll look at the pictures of you framed across the walls, then he'll call you to ask a basic question you both know he could answer himself if he wasn't so desperate to hear your voice. Finally he'll find himself curled up in the comforting, familiar sheets of your bed, letting himself drift off in the feeling of safety and warmth that only a reminder of you can provide. Because even though Roman loves your apartment, he knows that being home isn't being in his favourite place, it's being with his favourite person.

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