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hiiii!

i'm taking a bit of a rest because i don't feel very good, maybe i'll be posting some headcanons because they're easier for me right now but i'll be back soon with all the one shorts and some new chapters for 'bartender's heart'

thank you for understanding ❤️‍🩹

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Ooo what about smoker and 1 and 4?? I’m a sucker for big tough men who are so in love with their partner 😻🫶🏻

 . 𔘓 ؛ bento box

⇢ masterlist

⇢ writing prompts

⇢ smoker x reader.

⇢ tw: fluff, smoker and reader are married, reader is not a marine, english isn’t my first language.

⇢ summary: “did you just steal my jacket?” and “how did i get so lucky to find you?” prompts with smoker.

the faint scent of tobacco and parchment filled the hallways with marine headquarters as you made your way through its winding corridors, balancing a carefully wrapped lunch in your hands. the clatter of boots and distant shouts echoed around you, but it all faded into background noise as you approached smoker’s office.

it wasn’t unusual for you to visit your husband at his office, but it always brought a sense of comfort, knowing you could sneak in a little time together during his busy day.

this wasn’t the first time you’d made the trip, knowing full well that if left to his own devices, he’d skip meals entirely, buried in work.

you didn’t bother knocking as usual, nudging the door open with your shoulder, the door creaking softly, you found him seated at his desk, his ever-present cigars resting between his fingers as he worked through a stack of paperwork. 

the office was dimly lit, the blinds drawn halfway to block out the midday sun. papers were scattered across his desk, an open ashtray resting to one side.

behind it sat smoker, his broad shoulders hunched over a stack of reports, his cigars releasing a thin trail of smoke as they rested between his fingers. the moment he looked up and saw you, a rare smile softened his sharp features, for a brief moment, the usual sternness melted from his face. 

“you didn’t have to come all this way,” he said, setting the cigars aside and rising to meet you, kissing your lips softly

“you skip meals if i don’t, and i don’t want to hear tashigi complain, you think she doesn't complain to me about your ��work through meals’ routine?” you replied, placing the lunch down on his desk with a knowing look. 

“tashigi worries too much” he chuckled, a low, gravelly sound that warmed the room. 

“and you don’t worry enough,” you countered, stepping closer to him.

“what would i do without you?” his grin widened as he pulled you into a brief but firm embrace, the scent of smoke and leather enveloping you. 

you huffed, though the warmth of his words made your heart flutter.

“flattery won’t make up for your bad habits” you teased, but your smile betrayed you.

“how did i get so lucky to find you, woman?” he reached out, pulling you gently into his arms, the embrace firm but comforting. his chin rested lightly on the top of your head as he sighed, a rare moment of peace in his otherwise chaotic day. 

“flattery won’t save you from my lectures neither, you know” the words caught you off guard, a soft warmth spreading through your chest. you huffed, trying to hide the way they made your heart race. 

“worth a shot,” he murmured, his voice laced with quiet amusement.

as he pulled back, you shivered slightly, the chill of his office more pronounced now that you weren’t in his arms. instinctively, you rubbed your arms, trying to ward off the cold. 

smoker noticed immediately, his sharp eyes narrowing.

“you’re cold,” he stated bluntly, already moving to grab his jacket from the back of his chair.

but before he could offer it, you were quicker, snatching it up and slipping it over your shoulders. 

the fabric was heavy, far too big for you, but the warmth and familiar scent of leather and smoke were instant comforts.

“did you just steal my jacket?” smoker teased, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. 

 “you weren’t wearing it.” you teased back to face him, a smug grin on your face as you adjusted the oversized collar.

“thought you liked it when i did so” he grumbled with a smirk, though the faintest hint of teasing tugged at his lips.

“well, i like it so much that now it’s mine” you teased back, snuggling deeper into the jacket’s warmth.

he stepped closer, towering over you as he reached out to adjust the way it sat on your shoulders. 

“it’s too big for you” he muttered, his voice gruff but not unkind, placing his big hands on your hips.

“it’s perfect” you shot back, the playful defiance in your tone earning a low chuckle from him.

“you’re impossible” he said, shaking his head, though his expression softened as he rested a hand on your cheek for a brief moment.

“and yet, here i am, bringing you lunch” you quipped, motioning toward the table in the corner of his office.

relenting, he followed you, pulling out a chair for you before settling into the one across from you. the two of you shared the meal you’d brought, the conversation light and filled with the kind of domestic ease that felt rare in his world. 

smoker’s usual sharp edges softened in these moments, his focus entirely on you as you spoke about your day, occasionally sneaking bites of the food you’d carefully prepared.

he even leaned back once, savouring a bite as he commented, “you spoil me, you know that?”

 “someone has to” you rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide your smile.

for a while, it felt like the rest of the world didn’t exist, just the two of you, sharing a quiet moment in the middle of his chaotic day. but the peace didn’t last long.

a sharp knock at the door interrupted the quiet, and before either of you could respond, tashigi stepped in, clutching a clipboard to her chest.

“vice admiral, there’s an urgent matter-” she paused, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight before her: the remnants of lunch, smoker’s jacket draped over your shoulders, and the rare, easy expression on smoker’s face.

her cheeks flushed as she stammered, “oh! i-sorry, i didn’t mean to interrupt!”

“what is it, tashigi?” smoker let out a low sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

as she hesitantly stepped forward to relay the details, you began tidying up the table, shooting smoker a small smile as you moved to leave. 

his gaze lingered on you, a flicker of regret passing through his eyes before he returned his attention to tashigi.

as you slipped out of the office, the warmth of his jacket still wrapped around you, you couldn’t help but smile.

 even with the interruptions, moments like these reminded you of how much you meant to each other, a steady constant in the whirlwind of his world.

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travel

“Y/n?” He called, “what??” You were very tired from traveling this week but you were finally home and alone with your boyfriend Luigi. You don’t even know how you managed to start dating him, he just kinda popped up in your life.

“Can we lay down for a bit?” he was also clearly tired. “Mmm.. yeah lu.” You followed him to your shared bed and immediately went under the covers.

He was on top of you, resting his face on your breast.

Your hands tangled in his brown curls.

You snicker at his deep sleep.

your laugh stopped as soon as you saw his face

Fuck he was so cute.

Your flights were delayed due to the heavy rain and now you guys were stuck at a hotel in The Netherlands.

Luigi wanted to come here to see the beautiful flowers and windmills but nope, all he saw was just rain. never ending rain.

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Bolted to the inbox because I had a small idea for the “are you really just gonna stand there and stare at me?” prompt for Sir Crocodile. What if reader is getting ready for something special and Crocodile can’t help but get lost in how pretty they look?

 . 𔘓 ؛ you, the mirror and i

⇢ masterlist

⇢ writing prompts

⇢ husband!crocodile x wife!reader.

⇢ tw: fluff, reader feels kinda insecure, english isn’t my first language.

⇢ summary: “are you really just gonna stand there and stare at me?” prompt with crocodile.

the mirror reflected the dress that your husband had bought you for this exact date, this gala was ridiculously important and that made you even more tense.

the soft glow of the vanity lights filled the room as you adjusted the delicate fabric of your gown, but no matter how many times you shifted the material or smoothed the hem, it didn’t feel right.

the dress was stunning, elegant, and perfectly tailored, crocodile had made sure that it was made perfectly for you, and that made you feel even more suffocated.

a small sigh escaped your lips as you tugged lightly at the neckline trying to get some air, your brows furrowing in frustration, especially when you noticed your husband gaze on the mirror.

behind you, crocodile sat on the plush elegant couch, his legs crossed casually, a glass of amber liquid resting in his hand, some sort of alcohol to deal with the event.

he had been silent, his sharp gaze fixed on you since you began getting ready, there was something about the way he watched you, not with impatience, but with quiet intensity, and it was starting to make you nervous.

“are you really just gonna stand there and stare at me?” you finally blurted, your voice wavering as you glanced at him in the mirror.

the room stayed silent for a few moments as crocodile took a long sip of the glass on his hand.

his lips curved into the faintest smirk as he set his glass down with a deliberate clink, rising from the couch. his heavy boots made no sound as he closed the distance between you.

“and why shouldn’t i?” he said, his voice low and smooth, like the roll of distant thunder, as he placed his hands on your hips.

your breath caught as his thumbs caressed your hips, his broad frame towering over yours.

his breath on your neck, making his presence impossible to ignore.

his gloved hand reached out, trailing gently along your arm before settling at your waist again, adjusting the fabric with surprising care.

“you look exquisite,” he said, his golden hook catching the strap of your dress . “even when you doubt yourself, there’s no one who could match you.”

your felt your cheeks burn as you turned your head slightly, meeting his piercing gaze directly now.

“you’re just saying that cause i'm your wife” you mumbled, suddenly shy under the weight of his attention.

“have i ever struck you as the type to waste my words?” he asked, his tone firm but still gentle, gentle just for you.

“well, no, but-” you couldn’t even end your sentence, your nerves still danced under your skin.

“then trust me,” he interrupted, leaning down just enough that his voice brushed against your ear.

“you’re perfect, as always” he whispered, kissing your cheek.

his reassurance, though simple, melted away your nerves and that left you with a warmth inside you that only him made you feel.

"do you still wanna go, sweetheart? you don't have to if you don't wanna” he asked sweetly.

you nodded, your reflection now carrying a faint, genuine smile.

“thank you,” you said softly, feeling steadier than before.

“good, now stop fussing, you’ll make us late” he replied, straightening and retrieving his glass from the table.

you chuckled, rolling your eyes as he turned back to the couch, his usual cool composure firmly in place.

even so, the lingering warmth of his words stayed with you as you gave your reflection one last look, finally feeling like the person he seemed to see.

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 . 𔘓 ؛ studying with peter and gwen

⇢ masterlist

⇢ peter parker x reader x gwen stacy.

⇢ tw: poly relationship, blurb so it's short, fluff english isn’t my first language.

the afternoon light filters softly through the window as peter, gwen, and you sit around the coffee table, textbooks, and notebooks scattered across the surface.

the room feels warm and cosy, a comforting blend of the quiet hum of the city outside and the low murmur of the three of you working together.

peter leans over your shoulder, trying to explain a particularly tricky concept in physics, his voice a mix of focus and light-hearted teasing.

gwen, ever the perfectionist, sits across from you, her legs tucked beneath her as she scribbles notes in her precise handwriting, glancing up every so often with a knowing smile.

there’s a sense of balance between the three of you.

the way peter’s laughter fills the spaces when you get frustrated, how gwen’s gentle encouragement calms your nerves when the material feels overwhelming. despite the study session's intensity, there’s a comfort in knowing that, no matter what, the three of you have each other's backs.

between the study breaks, there are small touches, gwen’s hand resting on your knee, peter’s warm grin when he notices the way you’re focusing a little harder to catch up.

the three of you have learned how to work together, not just in academics, but in every little moment that brings you closer. it’s not always easy, but when it’s just the three of you, it’s perfect in its own quiet, beautiful way.

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݁ . 𔘓 ؛ writing prompts sailor moon

⇢ masterlist

⇢ rules; submit an ask with your chosen character and prompt from the lists below through my inbox . feel free to include any ideas or additional requests, but leave space for creativity!

⇢ characters; usagi tsukino, ami mizuno, rei hino, makoto kino, minako aino,   setsuna meiou, haruka tenou, michiru kaioh, mamoru chiba, or you could also specify for their sailor senshi.

୧ ‧₊˚🐈��⬛ 𔘓 ؛fluff! fluff! fluff!

"do you think we’ll be like this forever?"

"you make everything feel so much easier."

"can we just stay here a little longer? i like being close to you."

"i love the way you laugh; it makes me feel warm inside."

"you don’t have to say anything; i just like being near you."

"i didn’t know how much i needed this until now."

"you’re my favourite part of every day."

"you’ve always felt like home to me."

"it’s the little things you do that make me fall for you all over again."

"you could ask me to stay forever, and i would."

୧ ‧₊˚🐈‍⬛ 𔘓 ؛ angst! angst! angst!

"why does it feel like you’re not really here anymore?"

"i’m trying to hold on, but it feels like you’re already gone."

"do you even love me, or was it all just a lie?"

"i thought you cared about me, but maybe i was wrong."

"sometimes i wonder if we’re only hurting each other by staying."

"i don’t know how to be the person you need me to be."

"every time i try to fix things, it feels like i make them worse."

"why can’t you just tell me the truth?"

"you keep saying you’re fine, but i know you’re not."

"what if we’re not meant to make it through this?"

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Pre-relationship “did you just steal my jacket?" with Zoro please. Up to you if pre/post time skip!

You’d think it’d be the reader wearing Zoro’s shirt, but it’s Zoro wearing their oversized grey hoodie and sweatpants. Zoro is oblivious while reader is flustered when they see him working out 😂

It’s cute that the Straw Hats wear each other’s clothes sometimes 🥺

 . 𔘓 ؛ what's yours is mine too

⇢ masterlist

⇢ writing prompts

⇢ roronoa zoro x reader.

⇢ tw: fluff, zoro being a tease and reader being flustered about it, english isn’t my first language.

⇢ summary: “did you just steal my jacket?” prompt with my boy.

the morning unfolds gently, with the first rays of sunlight spilling through the curtains, casting a warm golden hue across the room. the air is crisp and filled with the faint hum of birdsong, mingling with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee that sanji was making, drifting from the kitchen.

the world seems to stretch and yawn awake; you stirred in bed, seeking the comfort of your boyfriend next to you in bed, finding his spot empty.

you whimpered, fingers brushing over the cool sheets where zoro had been, it was unusual for him to wake up early, which made you even more uncomfortable.

with a soft pout, you sat up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. the day already felt a little less warm without him there.

dragging yourself out of bed, you shuffled to the closet, your heart set on your oversized grey hoodie. the thought of its familiar softness against your skin made the chill of the morning seem more bearable.

but it wasn’t there.

your brows furrowed as you looked through every possible hiding spot. no hoodie. under the bed? no hoodie. by the messy draws you shared with your boyfriend? still no hoodie. frustration bubbled up as you grabbed another one, smaller, less comfy, and pulled it on with a huff before heading toward the kitchen.

the smell of breakfast greeted you first, followed by the sight of sanji expertly flipping pancakes while zoro leaned against the counter, a steaming mug of coffee in hand.

“good morning, y/n" sanji smiled to you but your attention was immediately stolen by zoro.

more specifically, by the hoodie slung casually over his broad shoulders. your hoodie.

“are you serious? did you just steal my hodie?” you blurted, staring at him.

zoro glanced up from his coffee, one brow arched. “what?”

“that’s mine!” you exclaimed, pointing at the grey hoodie as it hung off him.

zoro tilted his head as if this was news to him. “oh. thought it was lying around.”

“it wasn’t lying around, it was in my part of the room. my hoodie, zoro!” you crossed your arms, glaring at him.

sanji glanced over, clearly amused, as he stirred a pot of something aromatic. “ah, the barbarian strikes again. zoro, don’t you know it’s rude to steal a lady’s clothes?”

“it’s not stealing,” zoro said, shrugging. “besides, what's her it's mines too”

“it doesn't work like that!,” you shot back, stomping closer. “give it back.”

zoro smirked, setting his mug down. “fine, fine,” he said, tugging the hoodie off and tossing it to you. “here. happy?”

you caught it and immediately pulled it on, feeling a surge of satisfaction as its oversized warmth enveloped you again. “ecstatic,” you muttered, stomping toward the table, trying to ignore the sound of sanji’s chuckle.

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the morning had settled into its usual rhythm, the hum of the waves blending with the clatter of weights and the rhythmic swish of a weighs slicing through the air so you decided to head to the training area, if only to check on zoro and make sure he wasn’t overdoing it.

as you stepped onto the deck, the sun cast golden rays across the ship, making everything feel alive. your eyes instantly landed on zoro, and your jaw practically hit the floor.

he was shirtless, sweat gleaming on his chest and shoulders as he moved through his sword drills, each swing precise and deliberate. his focus was intense, and for a moment, you might have admired the view... if not for the fact that he was wearing your sweatpants.

your favourite, soft, perfectly broken-in sweatpants.

“zoro!” you barked, storming toward him.

he stopped mid-swing, one huge weight still raised, as his gaze shifted lazily to you. “yeah?”

you planted your hands on your hips, glaring at him. “are those my sweatpants?”

he glanced down at himself, as if only now noticing, then shrugged. “guess they are.”

“what do you mean, ‘guess they are’?!” you demanded, flailing your arms at the offending pants. “why are you wearing my clothes again? haven't you listened to me?”

“they were there,” he said simply, as if that explained everything.

you gaped at him, completely at a loss for words. “you’re unbelievable. first my hoodie, now my sweatpants? what’s next, my socks?”

he grinned, walking over to you, completely unbothered by your rising frustration. “depends, are they comfortable too?”

“zoro!” you snapped, your cheeks flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment as he stopped just inches from you. his proximity was disarming, especially with how nonchalant he looked.

he tilted his head, amusement glinting in his eyes. “you’re really worked up over this, huh?”

“yes, i am!” you shot back, trying to ignore the heat creeping up your checks. “those are mine, and you’re stretching them out!”

“they look fine to me.” his smirk widened as he reached out, tugging playfully at the waistband of the sweatpants. “if anything, they fit me better.”

you slapped his hand away, your face burning. “you’re the worst, you know that?”

“nah,” he said softly, leaning down slightly, his voice dropping just enough to make your heart race. “you like me too much for that.”

before you could come up with a witty retort, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against yours in the lightest, most teasing kiss imaginable. it was so quick, so maddeningly brief, that by the time you processed it, he was already pulling back, his smirk firmly in place.

your face went hot, your hands instinctively grabbing at the hem of your hoodie as if to ground yourself. “don’t think you can distract me with with that,” you stammered, your words faltering under the weight of your flustered state.

“worked, didn’t it?” he said, his voice low and teasing as he stepped back toward his training area.

you glared at him, your heart still pounding as he picked up his weights, completely unbothered.

“this isn’t over, zoro!” you called after him, but your voice lacked its usual conviction.

he glanced over his shoulder, his grin as infuriating as ever. “whatever you say, princess.”

you groaned, burying your face in your hands. he was impossible, and unfortunately for you, he knew exactly how to get under your skin.

but he was yours, he was your clothing thief boyfriend

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i'm back! ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

i have been sick for a week but better now, so i'll be posting all of your request ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

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݁ . 𔘓 ؛ how not to say ‘i love you’

⇢ masterlist

⇢ monkey d.luffy x reader, roronoa zoro x reader, vinsmoke sanji x reader. 

⇢ tw: fluff, not poly they’re separated, english isn’t my first language.

⇢ summary:  little actions the monster trio do to tell you that they love you without verbally saying it.

🍖₊˚ monkey d luffy·˚ 

₊sharing his food with you, he never, ever in his life had ever shared food, but he felt that you needed as much food as you, he would even try to directly feed you to make sure you properly ate, giving it as much importance as eating himself. he would also learn your favorite foods and reserve them just for you, so you can exchange him what you don't like for your favorite bites, sometimes, when he might even give them directly to you, saying he's not so hungry, but it's just he loves to see your pleasure expressions when you eat what you like.

🍵₊˚ roronoa zoro·˚

 ₊the way he remembers everything you say, even if it was the smallest detail you mentioned to nami when he was napping on your lap, you first noticed when he bought you that one book you had once mentioned that you found fascinating to chopper while he was patching up your boyfriend’s wounds, and he never acknowledges it, he just leaves or does say detail without saying a word or maybe looking at you for a sing of approval or comfort around him.

🚬₊˚ vinsmoke sanji·˚

 ₊he stopped flirting so directly with other women abruptly as you started dating, sure he would admire them, as you also admire other people, you both have eyes after all, and feel attraction, but he would never touch them directly, only acting as usual as a gentleman but not complimenting or even slightly touching other women, just to prove you that he's all yours. he never mentioned it outloud, but everyone, especially you, clearly noticed it.

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 . 𔘓 ؛ ways of love

⇢ masterlist

⇢usagi tsukino x reader, ami mizuno x reader, rei hino x reader, makoto kino x reader, minako aino x reader, mamoru chiba x reader. 

⇢ tw: fluff, not poly they’re separated, english isn’t my first language.

⇢ summary:  what are their love languages?

🌙₊˚ usagi tsukino·˚ 

₊she’s a romance girl, she would often tell you how much she loves and values you in the most dramatic way possible and yet still being romantic.

₊she’s so clingy, not in a bad way, but she always needs to be with you, even better if she’s invading your personal space, either hugging you or holding hands.

₊expect small, heartfelt surprises like handmade cards, favourite snacks, or even poorly baked cookies to cheer you up!

₊usagi will always make you feel supported, no matter what your goal is, she will be your personal cheerleader for literally everything, from mopping the floor to your job or studies.

👓₊˚ami mizuno·˚ 

₊she might not be so open about her love. but her little actions like remembering details or staying up to help you, is her way of showing she cares.

₊she enjoys deep meaningful conversations, it’s what made her fall in love, is her way to learn and grow together, especially by your side.

₊she would help you in everything, in practical ways always, like organizing yours schedules, helping you study, or solving any kind of problems.

₊ami is soooo loyal, she would always be there for you, no matter what.

👺₊˚ rei hino·˚ ₊

 ₊she’s such a tease, and she sometimes wouldn’t act so affectionate, but her actions speak up 

₊rei may try to introduce you to her practices, she would like to meditate with you and would like if you helped her in her rituals or practices she finds meaningful, building a deeper emotional bond, she wouldn’t mind if you didn’t, she wouldn’t mind it, but she would like you to be around.

 ₊she’s such a tease, and she sometimes wouldn’t act so affectionate, but her actions speak up

₊sooooo protective, with her strong, fiery personality, and her love. she would stand up for you and get raging if someone hurt you.

🌹₊˚ makoto kino·˚ 

₊her love is to cook for you, all the time, delicious meals and creating a warm, inviting home for you, learning quickly your favourites meals and cooking them for you, it doesn’t matter the difficulty.

₊she would be your rock, protective and always ready to care for you.

₊such a cuddle bug, she’s always showing comforting gestures, hugging you and holding your hand.

₊she’s so, so sweet, liking old-fashioned things, like buying flowers or planning special dates, to make her partner feel loved.

🪞₊˚minako aino·˚ 

₊she’s so youthful so, she would keep the relationship fun and exciting with playful banter and flirty remarks, is like having a best friend but with a deeper bond.

₊she really enjoys planning dates, from coffee dates to a more elaborated ones like pottery dates or making personalised board games.

₊personal cheerleader like usagi, i can picture her even dancing and singing for you, just to cheer you up.

₊my girl is so creative, so she might express her love for you through songs, drawings, or other even a fashion show just for you.

🎩₊˚ mamoru chiba·˚ ₊

₊he would have a calm, steady way of showing his love for you, often acting as a protector and emotional anchor for you.

₊such a thoughtful man, he would notice the little things and surprise his partner with their favorite flowers, books, or snacks.

₊he loves a mature partner, and like ami, a deep bond with even deeper conversations, tho in his case he's more of a listener, he's a man of very few words, he loves hear you ranting about everything and when you finish leave a comment on how he feels about that topic so you start talking again.

₊my man is sooo romantic, he would bring you roses everyday, make surprise dates, offering his arm to walk you, he's such a gentleman.

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"why are you pushing me away?" with Sanji?🩷

 . 𔘓 ؛ chipped glass, chipped heart

⇢ masterlist

⇢ writing prompts

⇢ vinsmoke sanji x f!reader.

⇢ tw: angst, reader is insecure.

⇢ summary: “why are you pushing me away?” prompt with sanji.

you couldn't understand it, one week he had been all over you but now, now he didn't even look into your eyes, what had you done? he still was all over robin and nami, so why not you?

you were starting to think you disgusted him, but why?

it had all been so sudden, one day he kissed the ground you walked on and the next one he barely spoke to you, why?

you sat quietly in the room you shared with nami and robin, scribbling your feelings in your journal as robin entered the room, you stop writing quietly, examining her every move.

''y/n have you seen my book about secret history?'' she asked, her eyes lurking over your messy writing in tear filled sheets, you noticed and close the notebook.

''i think you left it on a chair on the deck'' you quietly spoke, your voice hoarse.

robin sighed, sitting beside you, eyes examinating the dried tears that still reset on your checks, lowering to your ink stained hands that held the notebook protectively.

''is this about sanji again?'' she asked gently, trying not to upset you.

she knew, she knew how deeply you loved the cook, you had told her one night utterly drunk when you came back for celebrating before the crew.

you recalled that moment clearly, although you hardly remembered your name that night, it had happened because you had danced with sanji under the pale moonlight, both of you drunk and clumsy, but still happy, but the morning after that, he just stopped talking to you.

''i just don't get it'' you mumbled, your voice breaking again.

''it's his loss, and you know it'' she reminded you, caressing your hair gently.

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dinner time came and with that you stayed as usual helping sanji clean the kitchen, it's something you both had got used, and it was comfortingly domestic in some way, but now it felt cold, it even hurt in some way.

the usual laughter of your voice and was replaced by the sound of the dishes being collected, while sanji's usual praise to you was replaced by the occasional puffing of his cigar.

you as usual were taking the dishes with a few glasses on top, looking at the floor trying to avoid even looking at the blonde man in front of you, the problem was that you weren't looking at the floor, which made you fall, dishes and glasses fell on top of you as a loud crash echoed through the kitchen.

''y/n!'' sanji turned around quickly, getting down to you in a few moments. “are you okay?” he asked, touching your knee and shoulder gently.

it was the first time he had touched you since that day, you started to tremble, your eyes starting to water as he rubbed your shoulders gently.

“why are you pushing me away?” you cried weakly.

sanji froze, looking at you, crying, he started to feel so guilty, so bad.

“why?” you cried sobbing, he held you as you cried, you punched his chest weakly in despair. “i don't get it…why?”

he just held you there gently, caressing your hair, taking the punishment that you were giving him without even flinching until you relaxed

“because 'i've fallen deeply in love with you, mon y/n” he spoke quietly when you finally calmed down. “and i don't want you to think that you're like any other girl for me” he admitted with guilt, his eyes turning glassy as he cupped your face gently. “i love you and i am sorry for that” he mumbled.

your lip quivered as you both hugged, feeling all the weight of the love you both had falling to on your shoulders and sinking you down to the sea.

and you wanted to sink with him, you wanted to sink with him until you choke out of love.

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݁ . 𔘓 ؛ strawberries and red cheeks

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⇢ summary: ‘’can i just hold your hand for a second?” prompt with luffy

luffy had always been so oblivious in love, it was as if he didn't understand why you gave him small peaks on his cheeks and especially, he didn't understand why that made him feel as if he was hungry.

did you have powers for that? why did you always smell so nice, were you edible? was it really hunger? if it wasn't hunger, what was it?

it was just so confusing for him, but he just didn't want to think about it, not around you.

he enjoys observing how you flawlessly take care your plants, explaining to him every little thing you did when you finished.

how your soft hands caressed the leaves and flowers that grew so slowly, and the patience you had with them.

"look luffy" you hummed, smiling. "the fragaria is strarting to grow strawberries" you smiled, your soft hand touching the growing berries.

"ohh! can i try them? i want to try them! why are they so small?" he spoke excited, you chuckeld softly.

"they're not fully grown yet lu, we need to wait to try them" you chuckeld covering your shy smile with your hands.

lu... he had liked that, how that small sound came out of your lips.

luffy cheecks started to get warm, they felt warm as when he was angry, but he wasn't angry! not at you, he could never feel anger towards you.

"lu, are you okay? you're so red, do you feel alright?" you asked worried, placing your hand in his temple, worried.

again! and now his heart was beating so fast too, what was happening? he was starting to sweat, and he wasn't doing anything!

"chooper! i think luffy may have a feaver!" you called the doctor worried as you took your hand away.

he missed your touch now, why did he crave it so bad.

he looked at your hands, then at your frown, then his eyes fixed on your hands again.

‘’can i just hold your hand for a second?” he blurted out all of a sudden.

you looked at him and then blinked twice, confused.

"sure...yeah, if that makes you feel better" you whispered nervous, taking his hand softly, he felt even more hot inside.

''i think i'm burning from the inside out'' he mumbled worried as chopper arrived.

the small reindeer looked at you too and then started to chuckeld, luffy furrowed his brows and tried to get to his doctor, but he stayed in place as he noticed how he would loose the hold of your hand.

"chopper!" he complained. "can't you see i have some weird sickness? i am burning from the inside out!" he pouted.

the smaller one only laughed even more at that statement, you looked at him, confused, and your gaze only made him laugh even more.

you and luffy shared a look, and when chopper finally stoped laughing he looked at you both.

"what luffy has is love!" he laughed, as you blushed in shyness.

luffy stared at the doctor in confusion, then he sat up, cupping your cheeks in a rather soft way for his usual careless moves and then smiled brightly, making you blush even more.

"that's it! i don't wanna eat y/n! i just love y/n!" he exclaimed.

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Are you okay with writing yandere stuff

yes, i am, mabye not very explic gore but i am okay with yandere stuff 🫶

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🌹 “it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer.” w/ Mihawk & gn!reader

a/n: a request by @kaizokuwritings my beloved <3 it's been a hot minute since i wrote Mihawk but i really enjoyed working on this! ithank you for requesting this, i hope it's to your liking! t's very fluff, but contains mention of alcohol.

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Was ist still a blind date if you exchanged dozens of letters before? Was it even a date at all? Judging from the way your heart drummed in your chest as you walked up the long stairs to his front door it definitely was.

You had been hesitant at first when he suggested meeting at his place since you usually preferred a more public location for your first dates. Made it easier to sneak away in case they turned out boring (and they did often). But somehow you felt drawn to him, something about him that made you feel safe and calm. And now you were here, in front of this huge castle on an abandoned island, a bottle of red wine in your hand, trying not to ask yourself what you were doing here.

Don't think about kissing him, don't think about kissing him, don't think about kissing him...

Before you can knock on the massive wooden entrance, the door creaks open, a pair of yellow eyes flashing through the dark before his silhouette appears, leaning against the door frame. A charming smile playing upon his lips as he leaned down to kiss you on both cheeks in greeting.

"I'm glad you made it here safely." – "You didn't mention the abandoned island and the dozen Humandrills I had to shake off on my way here in your letters, but still, thank you for the invite."

Mihawk chuckles softly as he gestures at you to come in, helping you out of your coat. He was wearing a white ruffled shirt that revealed his muscular torso and plain dark pants. You could smell his perfume when he stood behind you, his fingers brushing your shoulders as he took your jacket and hung it on the coat rack for you. You suddenly felt very exposed without the extra layer, but maybe it was also your heart on a silver tablet, lying bare in front of him.

Some part of you wished he would push you here and now against the wall and kiss you, to eat you up like a starved man.

You snap back into reality when he looks at you funny, making you realize that you probably were so deep in thought about his lips that you didn't hear him asking you a question. He offers you his arm with a slight smile and you tuck your arm into his, grateful that he didn't comment on your blushing cheeks as you walk down the long hallway to the living room.

The room was opulent in lots of dark colors, the lit fireplace in the corner radiating warmth (not that you felt cold anyway being that close to Mihawk) and the table was set with various small snacks and wine glasses. You hold up the bottle you brought triumphantly, smiling when Mihawk takes it with an approving nod. Luckily you had remembered him talking about his favorite wine in one of his long letters to you...

Who would have thought that a lost wallet could lead to such a lovely night? You had already given up on finding it again when his letter reached you, together with your missing purse. From the second you ripped open the envelope you were captured by his elegant handwriting and his classy choice of words. You wrote him back on the same day, thanking him for his help and offering him a small reward in return, which just led to you two exchanging letters back and forth, spilling your hearts out in ink. Now seeing the postal service sea gull approaching you, the distinctive black envelope in its claws, was always the highlight of your day, your heart already jumping a beat before you even read what he wrote.

The night was lovely. You sat apart on the other ends of the sofa, chatting about life, about everything and nothing. You admired how he was able to turn a conversation about something small into something deep, his thoughts resonating with yours. You also adored the way his body spoke, his long legs crossed over each other, his slender fingers holding the wine glass, the other hand gesturing softly. And always his eyes, lingering on you, darting to your lips as you spoke and then again resting on you, as if he could stare into the deepest, hidden parts of your soul.

The warmth of the fire and the wine made your eyes heavy and your voice tired, sleep already dragging on your feet. The hours have flown by, like they always do when your heart feels at ease and you didn't want the night to end just yet.

"I should probably go, it's gotten late...", you mumble, putting your wine glass on a coaster on the table. You're surprised to notice that your voice sounds a little sad.

Mihawk tilts his head, looking at you with his piercing eyes. He was still holding the empty glass in his hands, looking as flawless as he did when he opened the door while you feel like the bags under your eyes were getting heavier every minute (you take a mental note to ask him about his skin care routine in your next letter). His voice is soft when he speaks.

"It's dark outside, and it's raining. My arms are much safer."

You blink at him, unable to comprehend what he just said, all while your heart was already skipping a few beats until it starts drumming in your chest again. He pats on the empty spot next to him on the sofa, his eyes seeking yours, a smile curling up on his lips when you slowly scoot closer, your body moving on its own. You feel dizzy from the warmth radiating from his body, from his perfume, from the never-ending thoughts about his lips on yours as he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his lap.

Would it be alright if you stayed here? Not just for a night, but a while maybe? To have a place to call home, in your lover’s arms? Are you allowed to dream just a little longer?

You find your answers to everything on his lips as they gently brush yours, his hands cupping your face. Your eyes meet, two tiny universes colliding, before you both close them and sink into a deep kiss, sweet and heavy as red wine, setting your heart on fire.