#Especially with Sabo like he's using his arms AND legs

[lurking-lesbian]

love the way he hugs people

[zwhoreo]

mommy kink luffy? 👀

ok so I don’t think luffy would ever actually use the word mommy but I think the rest of the kink can apply hehehe

nurture me - luffy x f!reader

smut

summary: missing the comfort of a nurturing female figure as a child, luffy sometimes turns to you to get that feeling back. and sometimes, he wants sex

contains: mommy kink (the word mommy is never mentioned), very innocent luffy, he’s pretty sub in this one, soft dom reader

words: 2k

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Luffy is upset today, he’s not sure why, he’s feeling this rush of some sort of unplaceable loneliness even though he isn’t alone at all, surrounded by people to love and spend time with and hug. He had fallen and broken a stack of glasses in the kitchen yesterday, and he was chastised for his clumsiness, smacked by Nami, shoved out by Sanji. He had cut his arm on the glass, nothing deep, nothing a couple bandaids from Chopper’s office couldn’t fix, but it still made him a little sad and distressed for some reason. He needed comfort but pushed it away and forgot about it.

So now he’s sitting on the bow of the ship and picking at the bandaids. He wants to go bother you, he needs some comfort, a hug from you seems to be an immediate fix for times like these. And maybe something more, he thinks, like playtime, sort of.

You’re reading a book Robin gave you, curled up on your cabin’s chair, the porthole open next to you for that crisp sea breeze. You’re delighted at those little sandal steps, your door opening, large, glittery eyes looking at you excitedly.

Luffy hops on your bed, rolling on his back and kicking his legs and reaching for you, a teasing grabbing motion with his fists. Absolutely adorable.

You lean over to take his hand, he squirms and giggles at the contact and he’s smiling so brightly.

“[naaame]…” he whines, trying to pull you to him but you pull instead, still holding his stretched arm as you sit back in the chair. He pouts and stretches his other arm out to you.

“No pulling, Luffy,” you say, gently removing one arm from your waist knowing his intention to yank you into bed.

“Please… can we please cuddle… I wanna really bad…” Luffy’s squirming again, begging, you just can’t resist him.

You set down your book, walking over to your bed and sitting by him which makes him squeal in delight and open his arms for a hug. You lay back and pull him up onto you, letting him bury his head in your chest and find a comfortable position as you pet his hair.

He likes to be nurtured. It’s a childish part of him that comes out sometimes, especially when he thinks about his old village and Ace and Sabo and Shanks, when he misses getting to play and explore all day and just be a kid. But he didn’t really have anyone back then to take care of him like this. Makino was the closest, he got a taste of the affection a mother could bring, but mostly he was just raised by himself and his brothers, and bandits, and he wasn’t really ever cuddled or held when he was young. So now you’re his person, he gets to be extra close to you and he’ll never be too much.

And usually he’s more dominant, even in his innocence and softness, he’s your captain and you’re his to take care of and keep safe, he picks you up and carries you and holds you against his chest, you’re his, he likes being in control.

But that doesn’t have to be always.

Those times like now where he paws at you and lays on you all slack like a baby, you just curl up with your arms around him and murmur comforting things in his ear. There’s those deer eyes again, searching, he’s leaning in to kiss you and you catch him halfway with his cheeks squished in your hands. Arms circle your waist needily and this poor boy has squirmed his way between your legs because he wants friction, maybe.

“Lu, hun, what do you want?” you coax gently, tracing his shoulders, you know he wants you so bad but he has to try to say what he wants if he wants something, that’s what you’re teaching him.

“Um… I dunno, I guess uh…” Luffy’s mind is cloudy, he wants your body but he doesn’t know what to ask for so when your thigh comes to naturally rest between his legs he just settles for this, at least.

You laugh lightly as he begins to grind on your leg, hips rutting, rhythmic but messy, he starts making these little whimpering noises in your ear as he rubs himself on you like a puppy in heat. You let him, hugging gently and just laying there listening.

“I… mm! I wanna suck your breasts?” He seems excited to have found words, talking casually as he continues to get himself off on your thigh, aching and growing beneath his pants. You can’t refuse him.

“Sure, hun.” This is perfect because you’re a little tired. Let your boy enjoy himself and relax with him and it’ll all be ok. And you pull off your shirt, you let him see you, and he grins before squeezing you tightly and latching on, suckling gently on your nipple while looking up at you with stars in his soft brown eyes.

“S’ good…” he growls, mouth full, nuzzling and gripping against you.

You lift him into your arms after a few minutes, when he gets teeth-y with your skin, he whines at the loss of contact with his mouth but lets you pick him up and place him in your lap, squeezing his face in your hands, giving him a caring hug.

“Luffy, baby, you want more, huh? C’mon…” You place your hand on the small of his back, rubbing his skin.

“Mmf… I wanna put my dick in you,” he says, voice in the most amount of innocence he could possibly sound with those words. You weren’t expecting this, usually he’s more innocent when you two play, when he asks for something, but you won’t complain.

You smile. You pet him lovingly, gentle praise. You kiss his cheek and then his mouth and he’s still in a teething mood so you need to pull away when he bites your lip, but you press his face into your neck because you always like biting there.

“Want some help?” you coo to him, tugging at his clothes, and he nods happily against you and makes a tiny sound.

His shirt is open, easy to slide off. Glistening warm skin meets the cool sunlight of the porthole, wave reflections, he’s so beautiful when you can see his bare shoulders. You take a moment to lean in and kiss them. And then his jeans, you have to sort of pick him up again to unbutton and remove them and his cock slaps your wrist, no underwear, you ignore your aching need to touch it and continue to take care of him, settling his twitching hips and tossing his clothes to the side.

Soft and bare, dripping with sweetness and innocence, he’s draped on you, sitting in your lap, naked and waiting to be touched in a gentle way.

Your shirt’s off. Now your jeans, your panties, Luffy starts moaning and thrusting into nothing at your scent and the feeling of your skin but you have to calm him.

“No, baby, let’s be patient ok?” You poke his cheek and he whines but just curls into you a little more, trying to wait like you’ve taught him.

You switch the positions of your legs, you’re on his lap, propped up on the bed, sort of straddling him, he’s sitting in front of you with his cock rubbing through your wetness, eyes hooded in pleasure, he’s waiting for your command because he’s yours to comfort and hold and protect right now.

“[naaame]…” he whines in such a little voice, staring up through his hair, begging.

“Move like this…” you murmur, lining up his hips so he can rub against you for a while, and get you wet. He does so in a careful way, biting his lip as he tries not to plunge within you just yet. You’re still so tired, you want lazy, careful sex. But Luffy’s the one who needs to be looked after and cared for right now. Nurture me, is what his eyes say, mind in a space so far away.

So once you’re warmed up and once Luffy’s being tortured by need and the rising and falling of his chest is pressed to you with brutal pressure, you smile and reach down to line him up yourself. He squeaks as he feels the touch of your hand down there, and the cocoon of velvet enveloping him, you can move just be gentle like I taught you, your smile says.

So he does. Instinctual thrusting fueled by pure love and appreciation, his hands reaching to grip your ass and lift you up more against him, he’s getting a little more dominant but just in an excited, playful sort of way. You hold him, you put your arms around his shoulders and breathe in his scent.

“So good, Lu, you’re doing so well…” you whisper in his ear as he works you into pulp, grabby hands, needy whines.

He likes to feel grown up but still be cared for. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing but he likes to be shown how. He likes to be cradled but to feel you so deep, his infinitely loving girlfriend who knows his needs, who would give him the world.

It comes eventually, that confusing knot in his stomach, now is the time he wants to be held the most. You squeeze him so tight and let him squirm in your arms as you carry him in coaxing gentleness through his powerful climax. He drips within you, you’ve claimed him with the comforting warmth of your body.

You make sure to pull him out and wipe him off and even in his hazy, submissive state he still makes sure to rub your hips and thighs and make sure you’re ok and nothing hurt you. “Was that good? Did I do good?” he murmurs as he squirms onto his back in your arms like a cat looking for affection.

“So good.”

Luffy’s restless now, he needs to occupy his mouth which he often does before sleep for self-soothing, and he’s going to nurse right now, curled up in your arms. So he reaches for your breasts again but that’s when you see his arm.

“Hey Lu, what’s that? Did you hurt yourself?” You lift his forearm for examination and he blushes in slight shame. Because you then say, ���when did this happen? You shoulda told me!”

“Um, yesterday. I dunno… I fell and broke some glasses and I thought you’d get mad, it’s just a scratch, I’m fine.” He avoids your eyes.

“I’d never be mad at you for something like that, it’s ok, accidents happen.” You run your hand through his hair. “These bandaids aren’t fresh, we gotta get you new ones, hun…”

“N- no! Don’t leave… I don’t wanna let go!” Because he’s attached to you in a tight embrace and can’t picture a world without your arms right now.

“It’ll just be a minute-”

“Carry meee! Please, please, please-” He’s scrambling up your body as you begin to sit up so you let him. You stand up shakily because Luffy is glued to your back, arms around your shoulders and face buried in your neck.

You get bandaids from your cabinet, you have to pry Luffy off of you and let him curl up in your lap again so you can gently change clean and re-bandage his scraped arm. This protective kindness lulls Luffy, it makes him sleepy and happy and like he needs to take a long nap with you which, from the beginning, is what you were excited for. Pulling a curtain over the porthole you’re back to laying on your bed, letting Luffy drift off with his mouth on your breast, calming and grounding for both of you. His hands find yours in his dreamy state, holding on, wanting you to know how much he loves you, in a quiet and innocent way.

[hannahbarberra162]

Under the Microscope, Part 10

18+ MDNI on Ao3

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One small invention has big consequences...

Ace’s knock sounded on the door - two short raps followed by a longer tap. From your spot on the floor, you lifted your head to peer at the door with puffy eyes and drew in a shaky breath. Your eyelids felt like sandpaper as you blinked away your tears before using your palms to swipe away the ones trickling down your cheeks. You could feel the heat of the red splotches that always took over your face when you cried and you wondered how long you had even been here.. The headache blooming across your temples and the stiffness in your neck told you that it had been a while since you’d started bawling when Sabo had left. You felt hollow without your devil fruit power and the seastone left you feeling as weak as you did on the Revolutionary Army’s ship. Your body had been robbed of all strength and you had been left a powerless husk on the floor. Your arms tightened around your legs as you did your best to ignore Ace’s knock in the vain hope that he would leave. The door was still locked anyway, it wasn’t like you could let him in even if you wanted to.

“Hey, you in there? Wanted to come see you,” Ace asked softly through the thick wood. You remained silent, sniffling again as your nose continued running. Where else would you be? You heard the turning of the lock and looked up as Ace’s familiar freckled face appeared in the doorway.

“How ya doing Sunflower?” Ace said, using his even stupider nickname than the one Sabo had given you. You silently raised your arm to show him the cuff on your wrist. Your forearm and hand were scratched red and bleeding from where you’d tried to take off the bangle. At first, you’d thought it was made of silver but the metal was much stronger than you anticipated as you banged it against the wall and floor trying to get it to open. 

“Ah. Not good then,” Ace said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Do you want me to patch it up for you?” You shook your head, your current predicament put the scratches at the bottom of your list of worries. The idea of being touched in this state made your skin crawl and his offer only soured your mood further.  Ace frowned at your lack of concern.

“Yeah, I mean, I did warn you that Sabo liked you. And he warned you not to run, so…” Ace trailed off as he sat next to you on the cool wooden floor, so close that your shoulders touched.  You didn’t have the energy to resist when he picked up your wrist and you let him move your arm freely while he inspected it. His frown deepened when he saw the blood dripping from the shallow cuts after he turned your arm over.

“Stay here, I’m gonna get the first aid kit. You scratched yourself kind of bad in a few places,” Ace said, getting back up and heading to the door. You didn’t bother trying to get out of the room - where would you go? Sabo was still around, you were still stuck on the island, and you didn’t have your devil fruit powers. Ace returned a few moments later and settled in next to you again. Opening the box, he took your arm and placed it on his lap before he began applying astringent to your cuts while he talked.

“You can’t - you’re just… not strong. I mean physically. You can’t protect yourself, you need someone like me or Sabo. I’m not saying it to be mean, it’s true. Not everyone can fight, and that’s ok. You’ve gotta stay with someone who can keep you safe, especially now that you’ve awakened your fruit. Who knows what would happen if the World Government got a hold of you? But don’t worry, Sabo’s gonna help you, get you in with the Army. You’re not doing that great on your -” You rallied your remaining scraps of energy at his words and snatched your arm away from him, intent on wrapping your wounds yourself. You weren’t going to sit there and get lectured about how weak you were by someone who had likely never felt that way themselves.

“Sabo’s not helping me, Ace. I was doing fine on my own until Sabo kidnapped me. Do you remember that part? I don’t want to join the Revolutionary Army,” you hissed at Ace. You knew your anger was misplaced but Ace was the only one you felt comfortable enough to bare your feelings to. You began rolling the bandage around your own wrist as Ace scoffed at you.

“Ok, yeah, Sabo took you from your base. But you know it was for your own good -”

“No, it wasn’t! Sabo took me on a whim! I get it, you both think I’m some stupid idiot who can’t do anything and needs others to take care of me!” you yelled back at Ace. It was infantilizing to hear repeatedly how you couldn’t take care of yourself, how inept and fragile you were in their eyes. You put your head back on your knees, tired of listening to Ace’s cosigning of Sabo’s behavior. 

“Go away, Ace. Unless you’re going to take this cuff off of me….just… leave me alone,” you said quietly. Ace lingered a moment but you soon felt the warmth of his body leaving from near your own. His footsteps led back towards the door but you didn’t hear the door shut again. Picking your head up, you saw him passing Sabo in the doorway, who was holding something wrapped in a blanket. You gave Sabo your best blank look, unwilling to show him any of the emotions you were feeling. In your mind, you remembered your Marine training and how to hide your emotions in the face of the enemy. Sabo wasn’t going to get anything from you anymore.

“I don’t think you’re stupid. Or an idiot,” Sabo said calmly, crossing into the room closer to you. He set his wrapped item on the bed and sat near you on the floor. Your back stiffened as you sat up straighter against the bed frame hard enough to feel the edges digging into your back.

“You told me that I was,” you said, trying for nonchalance but failing when your voice cracked halfway through your statement. 

“No, what I said was that you weren’t thinking and I stand by my statement. You let Ace convince you to undertake some hare-brained scheme he cooked up to get what you wanted. That doesn’t make you stupid, just desperate. And I can understand why you might feel that way,” Sabo said as he switched to sitting on the bed, his knees by your head as he looked down at you from his new vantage point. His hands were gripping the wooden bedframe near where your shoulder was. You stared straight ahead while Sabo continued undeterred as he always did.

“You’re worried about your family, isn’t that right?” Sabo’s voice was quiet as he put his hand on your shoulder. Your heart started pounding at his question - you couldn’t remember talking to Sabo about your family apart from the instance with his shoulder. And that was just that you had a sister, right? How much did he know about them? Still, you weren’t going to waste this opportunity to curry favor with Sabo. Maybe if he thought you were worried about your family he’d be more inclined to take off the cuff. It would be better than saying you were trying to get away from him.

“Um, yeah. I mean, I was sending most of my paychecks back home -” you started before being interrupted.

“Yes, to Hen and Chick Island. To your ailing sister, two young brothers, and working single mother. Deceased father. The Marines won’t grant pensions if you aren’t confirmed to be dead. That was your worry, was it not?” You glanced up at Sabo, who had you locked into his unnatural stare. You began biting your lower lip in place of your nails as he continued, your stomach turning at his words. You turned to face him, still sitting on the floor.

“I know about all of them. But you don’t have to worry, I had you listed as a working member of the Revolutionary Army and increased your salary. Your family has been getting more money than before though they don’t know the exact source,” Sabo continued with a smile that was as comforting as the shackle on your wrist. You thought your heart was going to explode from how fast it was racing. Did they know you were alive?

“How did - how do you know all that? About my family?” you asked, unable to hear much over the pounding of your blood in your ears.

“I know much more than that,” Sabo said, patting the bed next to him. You obeyed the implicit command and sat next to him on the bed. “I know every project you’ve ever worked on, every article you’ve ever published, every base you were assigned to, everything. Even your real name,” Sabo carried on, putting his hand over yours while staring into your eyes. “But now you can relax a little more, right? Now that you know your family is being provided for? I wish you would have let me explain everything before you did all that with Ace,” Sabo finished, patting your hand. 

“I’m always thinking about you and looking out for your best interests. Look, I even brought you your pressed flowers,” Sabo said, lifting the blanket off the parcel on the bed. Peering over, you saw the worn brown leather cover of your pressed flower album.

“How did you -” you said, reaching for the album as Sabo handed it to you. You ran your fingers over the familiar embossed cover as the memory of why you got it swept over you. It had been a matching gift with your sister when you joined the Marines. You wanted some piece of her with you and bought two identical albums with your signing bonus. You told her that the two of you could continue the hobby together from afar, as long as you each kept at it. Your hands started shaking again while holding it, something you sincerely hoped Sabo didn’t notice.

“I…I don’t know what to say,” you said in a small voice, looking down at the album lying on your lap. Your worrying about their financial state had been weighing on you heavily and knowing they were taken care of brought a small measure of relief. Your income being sent home meant your mother wouldn’t have to juggle three jobs to try and scrape together enough money for your sister’s medical care and the boy’s schooling. However, you couldn’t quell the unease that continued to twist in your gut at the staggering amount of information Sabo had on you. You thought you’d played your cards close to your chest but Sabo was two steps ahead of you the entire time. Plus if you were receiving money as a revolutionary, didn’t that make you one? You would need to do whatever you had to for them if you wanted to continue sending money to your family.

“You should thank me,” Sabo said, tilting his head with his eyes still boring into you.

“Thank you, Sabo,” you replied while fiddling with the fraying edge of the binder. “Thank you for bringing me my flowers and um, taking care of my family,” you said meekly while you did your best to avoid his stare.

“A proper thank you should include a kiss on the cheek, don’t you think?” Sabo said, his smile growing impossibly wider.

Sabo POV

Sabo wasn’t stupid, he knew that you had been trying to escape from him. But he needed you to see that there was nowhere to go, that there was nothing out there in the world for you without him. He wanted the best for you and your best choice was obviously him. How could you handle the Grand Line alone when your hands would start shaking at the slightest bit of adversity?  The thought was truly laughable; you needed him, even if you were slow to realize it.

He hadn’t wanted to put the cuff on you, especially not by tricking you into it. But what was he supposed to do? You’d disobeyed the few rules that Sabo had set in place, and Sabo loved you enough to hold you to his promises. You needed to see that if you disobeyed him there would be consequences, for the sake of keeping you safe. He knew it had set him back romantically, but keeping his word was more important. You were lucky he loved you so much he’d put aside his own needs and desires to care for you properly. He wasn’t going to keep the cuff on forever anyway. You’d be free eventually, once you came around to his point of view. He decided that when you’d been intrigued enough by the scientific experiments at the RA to want to work for them, he’d give you back your power for that too. 

He’d requested one chaste kiss simply to see what you would do. Sabo had thought you were a rule follower, someone who liked to stay within their limits, but your misadventures with his brother during his absence had shown that maybe you were a little more mischievous than he’d anticipated. You kept fiddling with the album he’d brought back for you while you mulled over his request. He had gone out of his way to retrieve it before burning your old base to the ground, killing anyone who had slighted you. Sabo didn’t think you would appreciate his act of chivalry, so he kept that news to himself. 

“It’s just a kiss on the cheek, it’s not like I asked to marry you,” Sabo said, rolling his eyes with a smirk. You looked like a wild animal caught in a trap with no way out - he could practically hear your heart beating from where he sat. Sabo almost felt bad but he deserved a little sweetness after what you’d done with Ace. Sabo tapped his gloved finger against his cheek in a silent invitation. Leaning over slowly, you brought your face close to his and quickly pecked his cheek as if it was burning hot.

“See? Not so bad, hm?” Sabo laughed lightly while running his knuckles over your cheekbones in return.

“Oh, and I have one more present for you,” he said, watching your eyes widen. Such a suspicious little thing, he thought, keeping his smile from showing on his face. The more time you spent together the less you’d have to worry about him, it would take time. Similar to how you’d grown accustomed to Ace, you’d enjoy Sabo’s company just as much - if not more. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a curled up leather belt. Extending his arm, he handed you the belt buckle first.

“It has an ‘S’ for Sunny. You know, since Ace took his belt back,” he explained as you turned it over in your hand. 

“Thank you, Sabo,” you said meekly before laying it gently on the bed. You leaned forward to give him another kiss on the cheek. This time Sabo turned his face at the last moment so your lips landed on his. He did it quick enough that it could be justified as a mistake, though it most certainly was not. He pushed back the urge to hold you in place and kiss you as deeply as he wanted, just so he could get a taste of the sounds you would make against him. Instead he let you back away quickly, a rosy red already spreading from your ears to your chest.

“You’re welcome, Dove,” Sabo said, outwardly ignoring the flush on your face while his chest was near bursting with the evidence of the effect he had on you. He was a little concerned about the blood supply in your body since it all seemed to be pooling in your face. He hummed a little tune as he promptly left the room, reminding you to gather your things on his way out. 

Your POV

As Sabo left you alone in the room with your face flaming hot, you heard Ace’s knock again. You looked at him, hoping that he wouldn’t tease you for your current state of disarray.

“Hey, can I come in?” Ace asked from the doorway, not entering without your permission.

“Yeah,” you said weakly, looking down at the belt buckle on the bed. It looked exactly like Ace’s except it was blue and had an “S” emblazoned on it.

“Sabo got that for you?” Ace grunted, nodding his head at the belt.

“Yeah, he said the S is for -”

“It’s for Sabo. He probably got jealous when he saw you wearing my belt and had to make his own for you to wear,” Ace said with a grin like Sabo’s possessiveness was all one big joke to him.

“Ace, it’s not funny. Sabo’s kind of…scaring me. I don’t know if -”

“Aw, relax. Sabo’s not gonna hurt you, he loves you. He just gets a little jealous sometimes. I mean, I understand. Everyone would, with a brother as attractive and famous as me,” he said with a grin and a wink. Despite your serious feelings about Sabo’s escalation, a soft laugh came from you. Ace could always make you laugh, no matter the situation, something you appreciated about him. You had a feeling Ace was not going to be receptive to your criticisms of Sabo anyway. Standing up, you walked over to Ace before stopping right in front of him. You were shorter, so you looked up and tried your best to apologize.

“ ‘M sorry I yelled at you,” you said to Ace while shuffling your feet like a child. Ace didn’t respond immediately and pulled you into a bear hug, your face close to his smelly armpit. Even so, you didn’t pull away. You were going to miss Ace a lot, he’d become a close friend. Well, one of your only friends.

“S’ok, I realized I said the wrong thing. I usually do. I didn’t mean to upset you,” Ace replied, still holding you in a hug.

“I know. I’m gonna miss you,” you said forlornly before breaking away from his hug. You weren’t looking forward to the sea voyage and especially not without Ace there as a buffer between you and Sabo. 

“It’s not gonna be right away, we’re sailing in the same direction for a few weeks, and we’ll see each other on the RA ship. Sabo told me Luf is on his way to Wano and there’s trouble brewing. I’m gonna go help out, see if I can’t find some of my old crew. I owe a….friend a visit there anyway,” Ace said with a slight flush coating his cheeks. 

“Friends hmm? Like we’re friends?” you asked teasingly. Ace blushed harder, giving you the answer you were looking for. 

“Uh, no. Not like our friendship. He’s uh..special friend. Really more like a boyfriend,” Ace muttered, moving the strings of his hat around nervously.

“I hope to meet him one day, I’m sure he’s wonderful,” you said brightly.

“He is. He’s Kaido’s son but he’s incredible!” Ace said with a smile so wide it closed his eyes. Somehow you weren’t surprised Ace would know someone like that, much less date them.

“I can’t believe Sabo gave you the key to my room,” you said, changing the subject.

“Oh, he didn’t. I stole it from him. ‘S easy, I’m a better pickpocket than he is,” Ace said proudly. 

“Are not. I let you take it,” Sabo balked, leaning on the doorframe with a crate in his arms. “C’mon, the ship’s nearly here. We need to pack up your things, whatever you want to take. I’m not sure if or when we’ll be back here. Kinda sad, I’m gonna miss Ace’s depression island,” Sabo teased, placing the crate on the floor.

“Hey, it was our depression island,” he said, gesturing to you. Sabo rolled his good eye at Ace’s dumb joke but watched your expression.

“Sunny, please get moving. I can’t imagine you have all that much here but please go through my things and bring what you want,” Sabo encouraged you. You nodded and started going through the closet, folding up the clothes you’d been wearing over the past few weeks. Going to the chest with the warmer clothes, you opened the trunk to grab some of the thicker sweaters. Sabo’s expression soured but he didn’t say anything as you packed sweaters and long sleeved shirts, familiar with the changing seasons on the Grand Line. It didn’t take you long to pack up the meager belongings you’d been using. You placed the album gently in the middle of your clothes, making sure it was protected by the soft fabrics. Sabo’s eyes flashed as you pushed the belt through the loops of his pants that you were wearing, tightening the buckle so it sat snugly on your abdomen. It was a perfect fit. 

Sabo looked over the room to ensure you hadn’t left anything you would want in the future as Ace grabbed his pillow and the quilt off the bed. 

“I thought you don’t get cold?” you asked, confused. Since Ace had been sharing a bed with you, the thin quilt had been more than enough to keep you warm since being near Ace was like laying on a hot rock in the middle of summer.

“I don’t, but Bepo made this for me. It has sentimental value,” Ace said, stuffing the blanket in the box. You took it out and folded it nicely, placing it on top of your album.

“I guess I forgot you’d know Bepo too. He made this? He’s such a multi-talented mink, I’d love to pick his brain one day. Did you also get to meet Penguin and Shachi?” you asked excitedly. 

“Yeah, they were super helpful during my recovery. Nice guys, if they weren’t Law’s crew I would invite them to Whi - I mean, my own,” Ace said, running his fingers over the quilt.

“How do you know Law and his crew? Did you meet them at Warlord meetings?” Sabo asked a bit too quickly, holding his metal pipe in both hands.

“No, I’ve never met him. Law often dedicates his scientific articles to his brothers. And everyone knows about Bepo. He’s the cutest pirate on the seas,” you mused aloud.

“Not me?!” Ace said with a pout. You booped his nose and smiled at him.

“No, not you. Bepo,” you said to tease him a little further. You heard the ruffle of Sabo’s coat whipping around as he left the room in a rush, his unusually loud footsteps echoing down the stairs as a whiff of acrid smoke hit your nose. Ace gave you a knowing look and took off after his brother, laughing as he bounded down the stairs.

Sabo’s POV

Sabo was gripping the wood railing of the porch so tight it was cracking under his palms. Sabo was annoyed with himself; he needed to get his emotions under control. He knew your interactions with Ace were purely platonic and they didn’t mean anything. But he’d realized now you and Ace had been sharing a bed and had grown closer than he’d previously thought. The man in question came sauntering out onto the porch before sitting on the already abused railing. 

“Don’t say it,” Sabo said preemptively, cutting off Ace from whatever bullshit he was about to spout.

“You’re pouting,” Ace said cheerfully. 

“Am not,” Sabo said, defending himself immediately.

“Yes, you are. You’re gonna scare her away if you don’t control your jealousy,” Ace said in a singsong voice, dangling his feet from his perch. Sabo knew Ace was right but he didn’t want to hear it right now. 

“I’m not taking advice from you, you never even told Yamato how you feel about him,” Sabo snapped at Ace. Ace pouted and looked away, making Sabo feel guilty. Being mean to Ace was like kicking a puppy, a dumb puppy. 

“You’ve got a second chance at life, you can tell him now. Go to Wano, meet up with Lu, Marco, Izo, whoever you want to. Help Luffy, he’s already an Emperor -” 

“I know, I know. I just wish…I wish Pops was here. He’d know what to do, he’d -” Ace said wistfully. Sabo moved closer to his brother and put his hand on Ace’s shoulder. 

“Ace, you know what to do. Don’t let his death be in vain. Go and -,” Sabo started softly, patting Ace’s back. The tender moment was interrupted by a timid knock on the open door. 

“Don’t blow it this time. Just be calm,” Ace leaned over to whisper into Sabo’s good ear. Sabo pushed Ace away. By the face. 

“I, um, finished packing. I put all the amoebas into a bottle if that’s OK,” you said in a meek voice while holding a glass bottle filled with water. Ace gasped aloud at your proclamation.

“All of them? In one bottle? Is that safe? What if something happens to them? Will they fight each other? Eat each other?” Ace said with complete sincerity. You raised your hand and shook your wrist, the bangle moving up and down.

“I can’t really tell right now,” you replied forlornly before handing the bottle to Ace for his inspection.

“I’m sure they’re going to be OK. Ace is going to go grab the crate and we’ll head out,” Sabo stated, pushing Ace back towards the house. Hopefully, he got the hint that Sabo wanted to talk to you, but with Ace it was hard to tell. 

“I have something to ask you,” Sabo began. You shifted on your feet and started rubbing your fingers against each other in an effort to self soothe. Sabo had noticed your hands had started shaking again during your earlier conversation though he hadn’t said anything.

“Would you like to take medicine to make you sleep through the first three days of the journey? This trip is longer than the last and we’re going to be sailing through notoriously rough waters. We’re equipped this time with more medical supplies for you, but I thought I would offer you the choice. The medicine will make you sleep but not unrousable in case of an emergency,” Sabo explained while you chewed your lip. You hadn’t agreed yet and were eyeing him suspiciously, but this was truly for your benefit. 

“You can think about it, but we’re sailing within the hour. I’d like to give it to you before we leave, that way you can just sleep through the worst of the sailing. I’ll have to keep giving it to you every 12 hours and you can decide to use it or not at each juncture,” Sabo said, reaching for your hands and holding them within his own. He had been correct, they were shaking. Running his fingers over the tops of your hands, he continued to try to assuage your fears.

“Nothing’s going to happen to you. Ace will be with us for meals, of course, I’ll be there, and we’ll check on you. I don’t want you to have to go through sea sickness like you did before, on Striker and the first time we sailed together,” Sabo said before bringing your hand to his mouth to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles.

Your POV

Studying Sabo’s face gave you none of the answers you were looking for. His idea had appeal, you really didn’t want to be seasick again especially since you had just recovered from being on Striker. Being conscious or not didn’t change your situation since you were just as vulnerable awake as you were asleep. You’d been unconscious around Sabo many times and he’d never done anything untoward to you - that you could remember. Even with Sabo pushing your boundaries, all he’d asked for was a kiss on the cheek. Taking a gamble, you made up your mind to just sleep through the first few days on the ship.

“Alright, I’ll take the medicine,” you said, not pulling away when Sabo continued stroking your hands.

“Excellent,” Sabo replied, his genuine smile showing on his face once more. Of course he was happy, you thought, you were agreeable to one of his plans. Reaching into his inner coat pocket, Sabo pulled out a capped syringe as Ace passed through the door, carrying the crate down the path to the waiting ship. The syringe was clearly from a Marine base, the familiar symbol emblazoned on the side. You idly wondered how Sabo came into possession of Marine narcotics but decided it wasn’t a question worth asking. You weren’t sure you wanted to know anyway.

“Why don’t you sit down on the couch inside? It takes a few minutes to work but not that long,” Sabo suggested, not waiting for your answer while herding you inside. Perching on the couch, Sabo flicked off the cap of the syringe with a practiced movement. “Ready? Small pinch,” Sabo said, grabbing your right arm. You felt a prick as the needle went into the muscle of your tricep and a small rush of cold liquid entered your arm. Sitting there for a moment, you didn’t feel any different than before as Sabo went to throw away the syringe.

“ ‘M not sure it’s working….” you said, already closing your eyes. Sabo chuckled as you lay down and curled up on the couch, ready for the journey to be over already.

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You came to consciousness in bursts, confusion overtaking your mind as you tried to sort through the haze of the past three days. You found yourself back in Sabo’s bed, wrapped up in his blankets as the ship sliced through the waters. Bile was rising in your throat, though not as quickly as you’d experienced before, you probably had about ten minutes before you’d be throwing up. Thinking back, you tried to remember anything from the previous few days and could come up with only hazy memories. 

You remembered being woken to drink water and juice, throwing up a few times as Sabo held back your hair, Ace coming into the bed with you for a nap. You remembered violent dreams of being rocked back and forth, probably as the ship teetered through the rough seas. You remembered Sabo asking you if you wanted more medicine, already feeling the prick of the needle in your arm before you could fully verbalize that you did. You remembered dozing off while sitting on Sabo’s lap, your face nestled in his neck, his arms around you as he wrote letters. You recalled Sabo curled around your body in the bed, warming you as you fell deeper into sleep beside him. You remembered Sabo kissing your cheek and forehead, running his hands up and down your back to soothe you. 

Carding through your memories, you sat up for what felt like the first time in ages, stretching your sore muscles. Sabo’s idea really had been a good one. 

“Hi,” you said, your voice rough after not using it for so long.

“Hi yourself. Feeling better?” Sabo replied, coming to sit next to you on the bed. You nodded while peering out the window at the night sky. You didn’t know what time it was or even what day it was.

“Are you hungry? Dinner’s just being served. I can get you some and bring it here. I’m not going to give you any more injections but the last one isn’t completely worn off yet. You’ll probably fall back asleep soon.” Sabo offered while fluffing your pillows. 

“Can I get something to drink -” you started asking as Sabo handed you a cup off the nightstand. You drank greedily, gulping down the water until there was none left. Nothing had ever tasted as good as the clear cool water you were enjoying now. 

“Where’s Ace? I thought he joined the ship for meals?”

“He took a detour, he’ll catch up with us in a few days. There’s a small island nearby that he wanted to stop at for supplies. Probably for more food, too,” Sabo replied, rolling his eyes. 

Sabo POV

All good things come to an end, he supposed. Sabo had loved having you as a docile little pet for a few days. All of your hesitation, fear, and worry was gone under the medication, leaving you relaxed and calm. He loved taking care of you and helping you in your time of need as you fought through your seasickness. Sabo had been able to move you about as he pleased like a doll, your chest rising and falling evenly as you slept through the turbulent waters. He did miss your conversation and personality but having you so close was delightful in its own way. He didn’t do anything too devious, he’d kept his word to you. Only a few forehead and cheek kisses. And one kiss on your neck, but that was basically an accident as he’d been spooning with you and you’d turned in your sleep. He’d spent so long daydreaming about you when he was away, it was only fair to hold you close now that you were reunited. The trip was about a week longer - he had plenty of time to break down your walls before introducing you to the rest of the RA.

Sakazuki POV

Admiral Sakazuki was on his fifth cigar of the morning. He couldn’t stop himself, it was the only thing keeping him from burying his desk in a field of lava. His rage was so potent, so strong, that he feared he would irreparably harm his beloved bonsai plant if he stopped smoking. Sitting at his desk, he held the fourth copy of the photo he’d received from Shadow Island. The first three he’d burned, much like the man they depicted. Fire Fist Ace had been spotted buying meat kebabs from a street vendor, the scar Sakazuki had given him prominently displayed on his chest like a shield. His source had also revealed Ace had his Logia powers since he was able to fire up that damnable little boat and sail away from the island.

First your kidnapping, then Bayonette being burned to the ground, then Fire Fist Ace being alive and well. Sakazuki knew they were all connected, everything tying back to the ASL Brothers. If he could have killed all three of them at Marineford, he would have. He certainly tried and thought he succeeded with at least one. But just like his father, luck always seemed to be on the side of Portgas D. Ace. Burning quickly through the cigar, Sakazuki flicked the ash onto the smiling man in the photo, decimating the image once again. 

He wasn’t sure how Flame Emperor Sabo and Fire Fist Ace both had the Flame Flame fruit, but his intuition told him it had something to do with you. Your disappearance was no mistake, the RA must have found out about your research and seized you at the right opportunity. He needed you back, especially if you were able to replicate Logia fruit, something not even Vegapunk had been able to do thus far. Maybe he could have a Seraph of his own, another lava fruit able to be commanded at his word. Either way, you needed to be brought back to the Marines and away from the Revolutionary Army. 

Rising from his chair, Sakazuki picked up his snail and barked an order.

“Prepare my ship for immediate departure.”

Taglist: @mfreedomstuffm @epochal-oracle

[emptystove]

Sparrow - Ch 4

One Piece Fanfic (Drama/Romance/Suspense)

Pairings: E. Kid x Reader, Sabo x Reader, Lucci x Reader (one sided)

Rating: EXPLICIT, 18+ ONLY

Chapter Summary: Decisions are being made by all parties in NWC.

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Chapter 4: Decisions, Decisions

CP9 Headquarters, NWC Central District

It had already been too long. 

The chances of finding you decreased the longer you were missing. The thought of being out of arms reach of you for this long was painful enough, and he knew it would only get worse as time marched on. Watching you, touching you, savoring your scent. His memories of you weren't enough anymore. Being in your presence and experiencing something new from you, it was the only way he could calm his tormented mind. 

And finally tasting you again. After so very long. If that didn't make him lose himself, the look on your face after he kissed you certainly did. You actually smiled at him. And it wasn't the wry grin you wore when you thought you were being cheeky, it was genuine happiness, contentment. He had only seen you look at him like that once before, and like a sickness invading his very being, it left the feeling of something warm blooming in his chest. Something more than the feral desires you always seemed to elicit from him. 

God, he wanted that feeling back. He would do anything to see you look at him like that again. And if he couldn't have that, he would have the next best thing. He would break through your icy shell like he had done so many times before. He would make you feel something for him as intensely as he felt for you. And if he couldn't have your adoration, he would gladly accept your fear. As long as the intensity was enough. As long as you felt it only for him. He would make you experience fear like you never had before. You deserved it after everything you did to him. 

They would know that fear soon enough, everyone who dared to help in your foolish escape. 

If you didn't have help, he would have already had you back where you belonged. He would be providing you with the appropriate punishment at this very moment. His nostrils flared at the thought. 

"Are you even listening to me?"

How long had she been standing there droning on?

"Report," Lucci demanded coldly. 

Kalifa's posture remained poised and professional even as she let out an exasperated sigh. "We tracked her signal to an abandoned warehouse on the edge of the West District city limits. It seems her tracker was removed and left there. We were able to leverage a few other departments to assist in raiding the remaining safe houses we know about, but there has been no other trace of her."

Lucci sat at the small conference table with one leg crossed over the other. He remained staring out the window as she spoke, taking in the quiet city below. 

"You really made a mess of this one. I don't know how you got your little project approved in the first place. She was never going to be one of us, especially with you training her. If you wanted a pet, you should have locked it up at home, not brought it in and pretended to give it a job."

Lucci turned a menacing eye toward Kalifa. "If there's nothing else." 

Time, it seemed, was not on his side. He didn't care to entertain whatever misplaced opinions she had, especially when it came to him and especially when it came to you. No, the longer you spent away from him the more time those terrorists had to fill your pretty little head with lies. It didn't matter what you were before he found you. You belonged with him now. She may have been right about one thing though. He should have kept you locked away where no one could find you. 

"There is one other thing," Kalifa's tone maintained it's callous professionalism. "Orders from above are to kill her on sight. After your embarrassing display in the subway, they don't want to risk her giving away information about our organization."

"She didn't know anything vital. Even if she told them everything she knew, it wouldn't give them an advantage over us."

"I think you and I both know her very existence gives them an advantage over you." She watched him carefully behind her pristine glasses. "Even if I'm wrong about that, would you actually consider going against their orders?"

Lucci stood and fully turned to face his fellow CP9 member. When he spoke, his tone was as cold and callous as hers was. "We're intelligence officers... We don't care who we face if we have orders."

"Good. Now that that is clear, I'm heading down to finished questioning the criminals we picked up from the station. They aren't anyone we have files on, likely new recruits. We will have to be efficient if we are to get anything out of them before they expire. I really wish you had been more careful with them, but I supposed it's rare for you to leave anyone breathing at all."

"I'll speak with them as well."

Kalifa turned to leave but shot Lucci one last glare in warning. "Fine, but don't expect to use that machine on them. Besides the fact that using it on your little Sparrow started this whole mess, Vegapunk has them restricted from use after one of the prototypes went missing." 

Lucci's eyes narrowed. She turned to exit without waiting more than a moment for a response. If she suspected him of anything more than she had already explicitly stated, there was no way she was willing to confront him or report him to anyone else. Despite how she held herself, it was clear that she was afraid of him. 

He saw her fear through her plastic façade, and it disgusted him. It was so pathetically basic. He remembered the fear on the faces of those who took you from him. It was palpable. He could smell it even as they hid themselves like rats in the shadows. Their fear wasn't misplaced though. For those who managed to remain alive, he looked forward to watching that expression cement into their features as they left this life. 

They wouldn't answer his questions. If the flame emperor was involved, and he was, the fodder he left behind wouldn't know anything of worth. That didn't mean they were completely useless though. 

Whatever he decided to do next, he would have to be careful. He had to get to you before any other agents could. Once he had you back, he could lock you away where no one else could touch you again. Whether it was the RA, the government, or any other pest who thought they could keep you away from him, it didn't matter. He would cage his Sparrow again no matter who tried to stop him. 

Before he could make any of that happen, he had one more thing he needed to do while it was still fresh in his mind. 

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Kid's Body Shop, NWC South District

"What the hell is this?" 

Kid moved to the side and turned towards the kitchen entrance, allowing you to see two slightly flustered blonds in the doorway. 

Before either of you could answer, Sabo took quick strides to where you still sat atop the kitchen counter. "When we saw you weren't in the office..."

He trailed off as he took in the sight of you. You were calm, and despite the alcohol you were holding, it was obvious now that you were just here attempting to clean yourself up. 

"I need to tell you something, and it might be difficult to hear," Sabo began, shifting his gaze to his own feet.

"I already know," you replied matter-of-factly. 

Sabo and Killer turned to glare at Kid. 

"What the hell, Eustass?" Sabo's frustration was felt in every word. "I thought we agreed-"

Kid dramatically rolled his eyes at the blond before interrupting him. "I didn't agree to shit, and I didn't tell her either."

"I picked the locks on my handcuffs and listened to everything you said from the hallway," you stated calmly before taking another sip of your beer and glancing back towards Kid. "You really should invest in better restraints if you plan on trying to tie me up again."

Kid raised a brow and sent you a wicked grin that Sabo didn't miss. Before either of them could respond, Killer broke the tension. 

"You seem awfully calm about all of this."

"Yeah, I guess I should probably be freaking out, huh?" You replied thoughtfully before turning to Sabo. "I'm not sure why you would lie, but I'm not sure I believe it. Either way, it seems like you don't want to torture or kill me right now, so it's a big step up from Cipher Pol."

Sabo fumbled with his wallet a few moments before freeing a small item and handing it to you. 

It was a photograph. The edges were worn, and it had a slight discoloration from what looked like being left in the sun for too long. In the center, there were two people laughing, each with an arm around the other's shoulder. A blond boy with bright blue eyes who looked around seventeen and a slightly younger girl. That strange feeling of familiarity was creeping back into your gut. You brushed your thumb across the smaller of the two deliriously happy figures in your hands. It was you. 

"That's, uh," you started, pausing to let out a long sigh. "Ok, so maybe I do believe it."

It made sense. Even without the photographic evidence of you being all chummy with the second most powerful person in the Revolutionary Army, it made sense. You hated your life with CP9, and it only took a year with them to risk death over staying there another minute. They never gave you any details about yourself more than what was necessary. At the time, you assumed it was because they were all assholes who cared more about their orders than their own people. Well, that was true, but the secrecy could all too easily be explained by the fact that they didn't actually know any details about you. You hated how easily you accepted their lies, but at the time being one of them had made sense. You already had the skills of an agent ingrained in you, even if you didn't have your memory. That along with who you saw when you first woke up and what you saw him doing... 

"So what happens now?" 

You needed to stop dwelling on things in the past that you couldn't hope to change, and you needed to start looking to the future. You definitely had things you wanted. Getting your memories back was still number one on your list, but now you had a second goal that might be more attainable. The only problem was you didn't know enough about the people in this room. Before you would let them in on your intensions, you needed to trust that they wouldn't try to stop you when the time came. 

"Right now, we have to prioritize keeping you safe and hidden from the government. And as soon as we can, I'd like to get you looked at by a doctor."

You perked up a bit at that idea. "To look at my brain?" 

"Exactly," Sabo grinned. "We are going to do whatever we can to get your memories back."

You were trying hard not to get your hopes up, but you couldn't stop yourself from smiling. 

"We're still trying to find somewhere we can bring you in the meantime. In the last few hours, eight of our safe houses have been raided."

Your smile fell instantly. "They got raided after I left. Were they...," You swallowed hard. "The ones that were raided... Did I know about them?"

Sabo studied your face. You could tell he knew exactly what you were thinking. You didn't want to believe you were a rat, especially if you had been with the RA as long as they claimed. Just like that your head was swimming again with questions you couldn't answer. 

"There's no way to know how or when they came across that intel. I can promise you this, though. The (Y/n) who disappeared would have sooner died than give up anything on her friends." It was strange. Even though you couldn't remember speaking to him before a few hours ago, you knew he wasn't lying to you. "Right now we need to focus on keeping you hidden. I'll have to take you with me until we can find a place. It's a bit risky but-"

"Tsh. A bit risky?" Kid snorted.

"Didn't you mention CP9 had a 'special interest' in catching her?" Killer agreed. 

"It's not just CP9. Lucci will take this personally." Sabo sent you a look that said he'll definitely be asking you more about that later, and you avoided his gaze by glancing at the digital clock on the wall. "It's been over 4 hours since I ran. I'm guessing you took me here straight away, right? If he had any suspicion that I could be here, he wouldn't hesitate. And I don't see anyone banging down the doors to this place, so it's safe to say they have no idea I'm here. If they are busting up your safe houses, they want to flush me out. Moving me now, especially without another secure location available, is exactly what they want us to do."

Killer turned his attention to Kid, but he was busy scowling at a blank space on the wall, idly flipping the knife in his hand.

 You couldn't risk getting caught now, not before you got the chance to get a second opinion on your messed up brain. 

"I won't be any trouble," you tried.

All three men gave you skeptical looks.

"Ok, I won't be any more trouble. Honestly, I'll curl up on a pile of tires or chill behind some boxes. You won't even know I'm here." 

 Sabo didn't wait for Kid to reply. "I'm afraid that's not an option. I can't afford to continue paying them to hide you here."

Damn. Maybe you shouldn't have gone so hard at the redhead earlier. Offering you a beer was more hospitality than you should have expected anyway. The way those two spoke, it was clear that they weren't really a part of the Revolutionary Army. Even if they were, you had willingly taken part in missions working against the RA for the last several months. They had no reason to help you further, and you had nothing to give them in return. 

"Alright," you sighed. "What's the plan then? Some sort of disguise so I won't get spotted?"

"She can stay."

The two blonds turned towards Kid in surprise. He was still looking away as he spoke, but he casually turned to Sabo as if he was agreeing to nothing more than lending him a pencil. 

"I still expect what you already agreed to though." 

Killer continued eyeing Kid while Sabo turned back to you. You gave him a sheepish smile. You wanted him to be ok with the situation, and you didn't know if it was because you needed his help or because you were starting to like that strangely familiar feeling you got when he looked at you with those striking blue eyes.

Sabo turned to Kid. "You don't do anything for free."

"I don't willing help the damn government get what they want either. Shut up before I change my mind," Kid huffed, turning to Killer as he strode out of the room. "Shop opens in a few hours. Take her upstairs to crash, and make sure she fucking stays put this time." 

Crashing sounded good. Almost as good as knowing you didn't have to spend the next who knows how many hours trying to find another hiding place. With the absolutely absurd realizations that came to light in the last few hours, you looked forward to another dreamless sleep where you didn't have to face your new bizarre reality.

You looked down at your hands to find you were still holding Sabo's picture. You held it out for him to take, but he shook his head. 

"Keep it. I have more." His smile was sweet but laced with regret. He held up a gentle hand but stopped before he could touch you. "I'll contact you as soon as I can."

And with that, Sabo was gone, leaving you alone with Killer. 

You knew he was waiting to take you upstairs, so you got ready to jump off the counter. You hesitated as you looked down at the kitchen floor. It wasn't as bad as the train station by far, but dammit you just got done cleaning off your feet. You were wondering how you might convince them to let you borrow some shoes when you noticed Killer had moved to stand in front of you. He turned his back to you and crouched down.

You blinked a few times. "What are you doing?"

"You just cleaned off your feet right? Hop on. We have to cross through the shop to get to the stairs, and I'd rather you not track any of that through my room."

You slipped yourself onto Killer's back, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck. He held onto your thighs just above your knees as you let him carry you to-

"Wait, did you say you're taking me to your room?" 

"If you prefer, I can leave you in Kid's."

"Uh, I, um," you stuttered as you wondered if they actually did expect something in return for letting you stay with them. 

Killer's shoulders moved up and down as he suppressed a chuckle. "Don't worry, girl. No one will go into my room while you're in there, including me."

His room was surprisingly spacious and clean. It even had a small attached bath, and you were eager to wash the rest of the grime off of you with a hot shower as soon as the large blond man stopped hovering by the door.

"Alright, well, thanks again. I'm just going to shower and crash now," you hinted for him to get the fuck out. 

"There's just one other thing that's been bothering me."

"Just one thing?" You quipped.

"Yeah, I have to admit. I've been dying to know ever since you mentioned it back in the office."

He didn't seem like the type to beat around the bush, but he was hesitating. You raised a brow and motioned with your hand for him to ask what was on his mind already.

"What exactly did Sabo do on the train that made you think he was a pervert?"

Of all the things to be bothered by after everything he learned about you, and that was what was on his mind. You didn't even try to stifle your giggles as you approached him at the door.

"He didn't do anything." 

You laughed harder as he tiled his head at you in obvious disbelief. 

"Goodnight, Killer. And thanks again for everything." 

He waved you off and retreated into the hall as you closed the door and locked it. You leaned against the door and breathed deeply. It must have been the lack of sleep and traumatic evening mixing with your beer, because thinking about these three new people in your life had you grinning like an idiot.

What had you gotten yourself into?

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[REDACTED], NWC [REDACTED] District

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Author's Note:

Author: Killer, what are you doing getting our MC so giggly? You aren't listed as a love interest in the tags! Killer: *flips his gorgeous blond locks and crosses his arms, perfectly framing his broad chest.* Author: *dies and goes to heaven*

Well, there you have it. I know this wasn't as suspenseful as previous chapters, but we gotta get this plot rolling if we are going to get MC to see her doctor any time soon!

Let me know what you think, and as always, thank you so so much for reading and commenting!

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[quinloki]

Hm... Unsure if anyone sent anything related to it, but how about Voltage?

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The long wand, made of glass and copper, slides over your skin. Sabo smiles at you with that bright grin he likes to use, even as you're squirming.

There's a button he controls that sends electricity through the copper. It's not enough to burn, but it's enough to send shocks skittering through your skin. He's turned it on against your arm, and stomach, getting your used to it, letting you say if it's too much.

You're strapped down, grounded and bound in leather to lower the risks even further. Legs pulled wide, arms pulled back, it's a stretch and it's almost uncomfortable, but it keeps you stuck even as nerves cause you to shiver and twitch.

"D-demon," you huff as he teases your nipple with the glass tip of the wand.

His smile takes on a twisted edge that sends a shiver through you. "Only for you my dear." He says reassuringly, before turning the toy and pressing the button, sending a jolt through the sensitive skin.

Your growl and tense, breath falling out heavy before he grabs your hair harshly, pulling a moan from your lips that he devours greedily. He keeps his eyes on yours, delighting in the knowing concern written on your face as the toy edges lower and lower.

"It's current that burns," he hums, as the glass moves down past your hips. "The voltage gives the pleasure."

The smooth glass slides along the line of your inner thigh. He watches you intently as he teases your most vulnerable parts, eyes drinking in everything between you. He'd do anything to you that you asked of him, especially with you looking like this.

"Tell me to stop," he whispers, bringing the wand closer.

"Never," you retort, waiting with fear, love, need, and desire for that press of button.

[shirohige-pirates]

Just Like Fire

CisFem Reader x Portgas D. Ace

CW: angst, language, erotic, violence, serial killer, stalking, poisoning, over-bearing controlling parents, attempted forced marriage, possible dub-con, Munchausen by proxy (aka Factitious Disorder), wildly cute and fluffy despite the warnings. 18+ only

Summary: You're Sabo's biological sister in this AU. After college you moved in with your dear brother and his two sworn brothers in order to avoid going back home. You and Sabo despise your family equally.

Chapter 14: Steady

The steady beep of the heart monitor was a common sound for you to wake up too, even if it had been years since you had passed out and been hospitalized for it. You had been extra careful during college, because any incidents would’ve been used to bring you back home.

You let your eyes open slowly, and adjusted to the dim lighting in the room.

“Hey, lil’ spark.” Sabo says softly, taking your hand into his as you continue to come around. “You with me?”

“Thing so.” You mumble thickly, licking dry lips. “Think so. How long?”

“Only about,” Sabo looks at his watch and does some quick math. “Thirteen hours. I think that’s a record recovery time for you, especially given what all you went through.”

“What… happened?” You question, struggling to sit up a little, but Sabo puts a hand on your shoulder.

“Stay back, I’ll lean the bed up for you.” He says, and the soft click of a button brings you up slowly. You notice two lumps snoring in a single chair in the corner. Ace is tucked into the back of the chair with his legs draped over one arm rest, and Luffy is laying over him, drooling against Ace’s knees as the rest of his limbs are sprawled out.

“Good news is, Dr. Law met us at the hospital entrance and took over your care immediately. He removed, well, two poisons. He took some of what came from the medication, and all of what came from the food you ate.” Sabo explains slowly. He gives you a moment to think about what he’s already said.

“It wasn’t bad food.”

“No, it wasn’t.”

“… Why?”

“Considering it effected just about everyone in the building, forcing several offices to send people home early, the current assumption is that it was a tactic to clear the building prior to setting fire to it.”

“Why not just… wait? Until night?”

Sabo shakes his head. “I don’t know. Maybe someone was making a point? Maybe some casualties were the goal, just not too many? Sorry, I don’t know enough yet.”

“S’only been thirteen hours.” You say giving him a weak smile. “Ace and Luffy?”

Sabo smiles widely. “They’re okay. You have quite the grip, sister dear.”

You tilt your head. “Huh?”

“You wouldn’t let go of Ace.” Sabo explains, his grin becoming more Cheshire cat-like as you feel your face heat up. “He had to ride in the ambulance with you, and Law had to use his curse to separate you when you arrived at the hospital.”

“I would like to sleep forever.” You pull the sheets up over your face. “Sabo, please.”

“Sorry, but my own feelings aside, I think Ace would object.” He admits with a soft chuckle. “Shall I tell you embarrassing things he did to help alleviate your mortification, sister dear?”

“… Please.”

“He said you called his fire pretty, then went on to ramble for a solid five minutes about how he would become flames forever if that’s what you wanted. It was quite poetic. Burning for you, being a guiding light, I should’ve recorded it. He basically confessed to Luffy and I.” Sabo explains, shooting quick glances to the sleeping forms in the corner and making sure they were still asleep.

“When he realized what he had said, he burst into flames and set the sprinklers off.” Sabo’s trying to suppress a laugh at the memory. “We had to switch rooms and Law was quite irritated when he brought you in from the ICU.”

You put a hand to your mouth, trying not to laugh. “That’s adorable.”

Sabo nods in agreement before looking over at them again and leaning in close. “Despite his usual demeanor, he has his own demons, lil’ spark.”

Sabo leans back and pats your hand. “Regardless, I am here for you. If this is what you want, let nothing discourage you.”

“That’s quite the praise.” You say with a smile.

Sabo shrugs. “He is, despite his belief, an exemplary human. Ah, but are you hungry? I’m sure I can find something for you to eat. It’s 4am, in a couple hours the cafeteria will be open.”

“Cafeteria food.” You say it with a groan and Sabo pats your hand.

“I can promise their food will not have been maliciously compromised, but I can go to a 24-hour drive thru if that is preferable?”

“I don’t think you can bring outside food in.”

“You cannot get caught bringing outside food in,” he corrects.

“Mmm, a hotdog then? Some design of warm sandwich sounds good.”

“Hotdogs aren’t sandwiches.” Sabo argues.

“Bread, meat, stuff – don’t argue with me, I’m in the hospital.” You grin.

Sabo makes a face and then chuckles. “Very well. Let me wake the guards before I leave.”

“Let them sleep.”

“They’ve slept.” Sabo insists. “I won’t leave you unattended.”

You roll your eyes, but smile anyway. You can’t argue with your brother being concerned for you. You were literally just in a burning building a few hours prior.

Sabo flicks Ace’s forehead and he wakes up with a snorted gasp, rubbing his forehead as he looks up at Sabo with aggravation. Sabo nods toward the bed and Ace sees you are awake. His expression brightens so much you can feel the heat rushing into your face from it.

“Oh he-guh.” He falls back into the chair, as his attempt to get up makes him realize Luffy had passed out on top of him. He heaves the younger man off him with a grunt, and despite the heavy thud, Luffy seems unbothered by being relocated.

“I’m going to find something for her to eat, keep an eye out while I’m gone.” Sabo says.

“Yeah, sure.” Ace agrees, stepping over Luffy and coming over to the chair Sabo had been using earlier. “Anything new?”

“No, not so far.”

“Sleep when you come back.” Ace calls out as Sabo leaves the room and you see your brother flinch. He gives Ace a disgruntled look, but doesn’t say anything back.

“He hasn’t slept yet?” You question Ace.

“Nah, but he’ll be okay for a couple more hours. I’ve seen Sabo pull an all-nighter back-to-back before.” He explains, giving you a smile before it turns into a yawn. “How’re you feeling?”

“I – uh… f-fine.” You stammer. Being aware of how explicitly he liked you, made his proximity raise your heartbeat. He was in his fireman’s pants and boots, a tight, white A-shirt that must’ve been under the uniform jacket that Luffy was currently laying on.

“You did good, you know?” Ace says, giving you a soft smile. “You didn’t hurl, and you held on tight. Just like I needed.”

“Sorry.” You mutter quietly, pulling your eyes away and fidgeting with the edge of the blankets.

Ace looks confused. “For?”

“Er… Sabo said it took… um… quite the effort to, uhm, free you.” You could almost feel yourself sweating, and even worse, the heart monitor was beeping noticeably faster.

Ace is biting his lip, trying not to laugh. “I wasn’t complaining.” He admits, giving you a small grin when you manage to look at him. Even in the dim light of the room you can see his cheeks turning pink under the freckles.

“You had other responsibilities, I’m sure.” You manage to say after a moment.

“Ah, I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate anyway. I’m glad it worked out how it did.” He admits.

You cover your face with your hands as the heart monitor beeps faster, causing an alarm to go off. A Nurse comes in from the night station and you point to Ace, and Ace points to himself.

“Sorry.” He says, as the nurse comes over and turns the alarm off.

She smiles at the two of you and goes about giving you a quick check. Once she’s satisfied, she takes the heart monitor and turns it away, muting the beeping sound and giving you a wink before she leaves.

A silence settles over you, but you keep stealing glances at each other and shy smiles turn into soft giggles and awkward laughs. You haven’t said anything, but you both want to, and you’re both giving each other the chance to start.

“I called your fire pretty.”

“You did.”

“It is.” You insist. “Can I see it again?”

“Yeah… uh, but not here.” Ace puts his hands up and points to the ceiling. “I could set the sprinklers off again and I don’t want to risk it.”

“Again?” You prompt, and when he looks at you, you can’t hold back the knowing laugh.

Ace turns so red you’re surprised he hasn’t caught fire. “Sabo.” He says, eyes narrowing.

You nod, covering your mouth and trying not to laugh. “He told me and then, um, gave his… su-support.” You stammer the words, but manage to keep your eyes on his.

Ace stares at you for a moment, and when his hair flickers, he puts a hand over it.

“We can talk, once we get home.” You say, fidgeting absently with the bed sheets again. “If you don’t mind.”

Ace’s mouth opens and closes a couple times, and he makes a few weird noises before he laughs at himself a little. “I – I don’t mind at all. I… oh man.” He stretches and looks around the room letting out a long breath of air. “I don’t know what to say now. I kind of want to run around the hospital a few times.”

He puts his hands over his face and leans back in the chair.

“You could.” You prompt.

“Nuh-uh. Not until Sabo gets back.” He answers.

“I… I can’t imagine an entire building was poisoned and set on fire just for, uh… me.”

He leans forward, and his face is uncharacteristically stern. “Probably not, but we don’t know. Until we know I’m not taking the risk. Neither is Sabo. If I stepped out for a few minutes and came back and you were hurt, or worse.” He shakes his head. “Not risking it.”

You don’t have time to say anything in response, before a new voice catches your attention.

“Good, you’re awake.” Law says, stepping into the room. He looks at the heart rate monitor, pressing a few buttons on it to turn the beep back on. “How are you feeling?”

“Hungry, but good otherwise.” You answer. You were glad to hear the steady beep of the heart monitor.

The blue shift covers you and Law, and he begins to scan you again. “I didn’t remove as much of it as I would’ve liked.” He says flatly. “But under the circumstances, I wanted to err on the side of caution.”

“I understand.”

“Everything seems stable. I want you to eat and rest today. I don’t know what your work situation is going to be, given the fire, but tomorrow I’d like to still come by.”

“I’m being released then?” You question in surprise.

“Yes. You’re awake, you’re stable, your scan has come back as expected.” Law explains, as the blue shift fades. “People don’t often stay at my hospital for observation Miss (Y/N), but even so I’m quite certain you won’t be left unattended until I see you Wednesday.” He looks from you to Ace but doesn’t say anything more.

Despite your efforts, the heart monitor beeps a little faster.

[apphiarothowrites]

Former Mafia au

because Marco in a suit with a cane is a figurine and it Gives Me Ideas

Marco used to be the next in line for the top of the Whitebeard family, but stepped out when Pops started to get sick. Chose medicine, chose being a caretaker, over running the "family business." His sister Whitey stepped up to take the reins, everything worked out. But back in the day, he was called "Phoenix" because of four whole separate incidents when he straight up should have died (gunshot, stabbed in the gut twice, got beaten into stillness with a crowbar) (has the scars to prove it, gnarled puckered circles and a sick, curved thick line over his intestines and kidney, random marks on his arms and head and back and legs).

Now a days he lives a fairly sedate life (not stress free, not with Pops' health on the decline no matter what he tries). He runs errands for Pops (instruction drop offs, orders that he never looks at and is never curious about), grocery trips, long walks when Pops kicks him out of the house to get "real fresh air" after hovering too much. It's one of those last reasons that gets him walking, unknowingly, through a bad part of town on the edge of Spade territory that's under dispute from a rival gang. He's been out of the game so long he doesn't know where the lines are any more, which sides of the street are safe to walk on.

He nearly gets mugged, shoved into a wall by someone with a knife and an attitude and Marco tries so hard to play it off (he's not in the same shape he used to be when he'd bash skulls and reprimand jumped up pups like this, can still throw a jaw breaking punch but not hard enough to break necks any more). He's saved by two young men, one dark haired and the other light. One shirtless and freckled, tan and barely-scarred skin a treat. The other scarred over his face trailing down a neck hidden by a high collar and a too-nice-for-the-area coat. A strange duo who run off Marco's would-be mugger and firmly, hands around his arms, escort him back out of their end of town with a stern "Don't come back, suit!"

He comes back. There was a cafe at the very next corner past where the incident occurred and Marco never got to thank them. One thing his father drilled into his head was manners, especially in that line of work.

The next time he meets them, it's to a scam. The dark haired shirtless one introduces himself as "Ace, just Ace." He sits at the table Marco's taken over and even asks questions. He's so engrossing that Marco actually misses his partner-who he'd later learn goes by the name "Sabo"-steals his phone from his coat pocket. It isn't until Thatch, his favorite brother, shows up in a panic expecting a beaten-and-robbed Marco laying on the floor. When the confusion clears, Marco's phone is on the table with the frankly ridiculous bill that Ace racked up and a note written on a napkin. "Thanks for lunch! There won't be a next time, stop coming back! -A, S"

[z3llous]

𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝔹𝕠𝕪 11

Masterlist

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Y/n leaned against Sanji and Ace as they trudged along down the street behind Sabo.

Attending class was the least of their worries at that moment.

"Where are we taking them, Sabo?" Sanji rasped, his voice dripping with concern and a tinge of pain.

"To the Revolution Gang's base. After Ace's gang disbanded their top doctor, Marco, joined us. They'll be in good hands, don't you worry." Sabo smiled with a soft expression.

"Yeah, Marco's a real miracle worker! They'll be fine." Ace chimed.

"Besides, I doubt they can afford the medical bill of a normal hospital. Marco won't over charge you, especially not someone who's a friend of Ace." Sabo said thoughtfully.

"He's great like that!" Ace laughed.

"Thank fuck, I need to eat and pay rent." Y/n groaned.

"I wouldn't let you starve or go without shelter, stupid." Sanji said gently brushing the hair from their face with his free hand.

They the four walked in silence the last few blocks. Sanji filled with guilt and worry, Ace hopeful that Marco would work his magic, Sabo coming up with an explanation for the whole situation, and Y/n processing the past hour as their eyes trailed to the cut on Sanji's neck.

"Wait, here a sec." Sabo said awhile later as they neared the final corner. He went ahead.

A minute passed, Y/n's posture worsened.

Another minute, their weight began to shift.

Another and another, their legs had completely given out, Ace and Sanji were now only ones carrying their weight.

"Y/n, hold on just a bit longer, please!" The desperation in Sanji's voice was palpable, his racing heart beating against their bruised back.

"It's clear, get inside." Sabo said returning right on time.

Sabo held the door to what seemed to be an abandoned building open for them, quickly closing and blocking it upon entry.

An older tall man with odd blonde hair and red glasses stood before them, arms crossed.

"Marco, you gotta help them!" Ace said looking to the man with pleading eyes.

"So I've been told. Lay them down on the table over there and we'll see what I can do yoi." Marco said uncrossing his arms with a glance at Sabo.

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tags: @vemuabhi​

@vission-kid

[xamaxenta]

The ASL silhouettes are so fucking cool like

Dunno why it was so hard to find them so i made them kinda Sabos chosen silhouette is a little shit, not the best pose I could’ve used but whatever it proves my point

Like Oda has a massive imagination, incredible character designing skills, each character is pretty unique for the story he’s telling (excluding the Nami same face joke for all the women of note that are pretty)

I’d like to talk today about how ASL all have the same design theme that ties them together, especially Luffy who shares silhouette symmetry with his older brothers

The most obvious: ASL all have hats, idk the true reasoning behind this design choice but it really helps when you put all three together, who is who and giving them all a clean defining shape

Luffy has a strawhat with a rounded shape at the top, Ace’s is a westernised shaped hat with a taller shape and Sabo’s is a top hat with a flat top, could be me talking out my ass but the progression of shape language is fun and i could be totally wrong this is just my personal observation

Cuz Luffy is circles, Ace is triangles, literally two triangles inverted to have their apexs touch for his torso and legs and Sabo is rectangular trapezium sort of shape

Timeskip Luffy carries shapes from his brothers in the form of his waist sash giving him a more middled balanced silhouette that looks similar to Sabo’s knee length overcoat, however Luffy also has shorts roughly the same lengh as Ace’s but less harsh and potentially fluffy? Giving him a nice oval shape from his hat to his shorts, like egg shaped? awesome silhouette so simple yet effective

Ace is streamlined in every way possible, its the cool dude shapes, triangles and tapers, his hat has slight taper, his legs taper down his waist tiny tbh his pose is so striking compared to luffy and sabo because he doesn’t wear anything, but his waist line is broken up by the hilt of his dagger, idk why but it works and looks good, adds to his whole “im barely armed so you should see me as a threat” which is cool bc Luffy is deceivingly unarmed and Sabo’s pipe is deceptive because it’s not sharp

Sabo i wish i had a better example but his entire silhouette reads as mysterious, and he is mysterious (hes the revolutionary armys chief of staff!) hes the strange third brother introduced part way through the tail end of pre timeskip, the more properly dressed or covered up the character is means they have more secrets to hide and Dragon is the same with his entire body concealed by a huge cloak (most of the time), his entire silhouette could be messy if it werent for the inclusion of his famous pipe weapon, it adds meat to his otherwise average silhouette (the coat doesnt really do much for him shapewise tbh, but without it hes boring) bc it adds a body break?? Idk how to describe it but its long enough to sling over his back and will show over his shoulders and past his legs

Also worth noting their ascension in shoe silhouette, Luffy wears sandals or flipflops, so in his silhouette it doesnt detract from his main shape language, Ace has ankle boots/combat boots that go past his ankles, rounded because alot of his shape is sharp, Sabo has knee length boots to add some streamline to his large coat they also match his top hat in terms of shape height and technically his pipe too

Basically their silhouettes are all complementary and it’s a shame we only get merch of all three together

[oneprompt]

I just realized that your requests are open, I hope I’m not requesting at a terrible time but hope you are doing well. Is it ok if I request a separate headcannon for Sanji, Ace, and Luffy with a S/O who looks intimidating and has tattoos all over her body, arms, and legs, (maybe her neck and a bit on her face) but really S/O is shy and kind of adorable. I really like writing! You don’t have to do this request and you can write this on your own time, I don’t want to add much pressure.

authors note : this isn’t an awful time at all , im still accepting a ton more requests <3 and i hope you’re doing just as well. anywho , i hope these are good enough headcanons , please enjoy !

Sanji x Shy! Tattooed! F! Reader Headcanons

• Sanji figured you never spoke out of annoyance, out of disinterest. That’s what he had assumed until you finally replied to his endless flirting. His jaw dropped at the way you spoke, stumbling over your words and speaking in a very soft manner. Eh!? You were so- so cute! Sanji had figured you were the cool faced and sexy type... not such a cute girl.

• He’s head over heels. Sanji adores the contrast of your looks to your personality. The way you look so cool, a dark beautiful maiden but you’re just an absolute sweetheart... Gah, he loved it!

• He’ll certainly ask about the origins of your tattoos. Do you have them for the same reason Nami has hers? Or was it just for the aesthetic?

• Sanji loves to trace his fingers along them while you two cuddle in bed. He likes letting his pale fingers dance along the drawings that branded your leg.

• He also loves to kiss the ones on your neck. Sanji will say it’s an innocent act but with how flustered and shy you get.. it’s far too much for a man such as himself.

• Sanji loves how shy you are but he loves seeing you come out of your shell even further, especially to the rest of the crew. He knows developing full frontal trust is a hard thing and will be as patient as you need.

Luffy x Shy! Tattooed! F! Reader Headcanons

• Hes not bothered in the slightest by them, even when you two first meet. Luffy associates tattoos with his loved ones, like Nami, Ace and many others.

• As Luffy was the first you met out of the Straw Hats, he would probably already be used to your shy personality by the time you join the crew, unlike the others.

• He thinks your tattoos are the coolest! Luffy loves to just sit and stare at them some days, admiring you in every way. He loves your looks and how tender your personality is.

• Luffy loves seeing you fight! Sometimes, you struggle to stand up for yourself and your captain loves to see you do it. Luffy will do anything to help you, of course. But he also likes to see you take charge.

• Calls you cute a lot! Luffy is a man of ignorance, he sees nothing wrong with calling you cute. I mean, Sanji called you cute... why couldn’t he? Thanks to Luffy, he eventually has the entire crew telling you how adorable you are.

• His jaw will drop if you add a new addition to your tattoos. Why was his jolly roger tattooed on you!? I mean.. you were a Straw Hat but no one else in the crew had such a thing..! He’ll be over joyed at the sight, laughing a lot and giving you a lot of gomu gomu hugs! Extra tight!

Ace x Shy! Tattooed! F! Reader Headcanons

• Ace himself has a ton of tattoos and he won’t be bothered by the sight of yours at all, though. But he is rather confused when he learns how sheepish you are. You must have a lot of guts to endure a tattoo needle that many times, huh.

• Definitelly will want to tattoo your name on him somewhere, and you’ll do the same back. Ace loves the thought of carrying symbols and names of his loved ones on him ( White Beards jolly roger, the S for Sabo.) and you’re a loved one, of course your name will be on him.

• Teases you sometimes over how timid you are. Not too much but it’s all just soft jabs, ones that often make you laugh and blush.

• Athough, Ace is incredibly embarrassed to full on call you cute. So, he keeps that thought to himself... He had his pride on the line.

• If you’re apart of White Beards crew, you’re going to be his right hand. Ace is confident in you, he knows what you’re capable of doing. And it makes him all the more confident when he sees how marines are intimidated by your stand offish resting face and tattoo decorated self.

• Ace especially loves the few tattoos on your face, even if they’re rather tiny. He loves them and everytime he sees them, he gets this odd urge to kiss over them.. Especially the small marks that lingered on your cheeks.

[firefistlaw]

Hiiii for the falling into your lap could you do it please with Ace Sabo and koby ? I would love it so much 🥺🥺🥺 thanks a lot !

a/n: i hope this is alright! tysm for requesting <3!!!

summary: you tripped at a public setting (party) and fall into their lap

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Ace

He'd circle his warm arms around your figure the moment you came in proximity to him, surprise on his features but his smile already tearing to a full blown grin

He wouldn't care whatsoever about who, what or where it happens - you sitting on his lap at a gathering was a very common occurrence, so you being close to him really wasn't the issue. See, the tripping however...

If you were at a party with strangers, he'd maybe tease you a bit and thats it. At other parties, the tripping would probably happen with a full audience of Whitebeard members watching and them reacting over the top at your little accident... and you can guess how that one ends bestie

They would laugh, whoop and if you wouldn't hide yourself in the corner of his neck, you could have seen Thatch mimicking your fall with Haruta. And the worst? Ace would laugh with them, maybe squeeze you a bit T_T

If he notices you being genuinely embarrassed about the situation though, he'd try to swerve the attention to someone else immediately and in 99% of the time it would work but the grin would stay you best believe

His arms were still hugging you close as you sighed embarrassedly. "This is the worst." You'd mumble, causing another chuckle to escape him.

"C'mon. Falling to my lap isn't the worst thing?" He'd ask, brown eyes twinkling in mischief. Not even a second later, his leg would bounce slightly, grin still plastered on his freckled face. You shot him a glare.

"Yeah, but this is." A pointed stare to your friends still joking about the fall. The dark haired man squeezed you closer at that, cooing as he turned his body away from the others, eyes stuck on your own. "Are you embarrassed? Baby, I was just about to come and search for you anyway."

Another huff, you weakly pushing at his exposed chest. "Shut up."

After planting quick pecks to your temple and your pouting lips, Ace turned his face towards his friends again.

"Thatch, if you have enough time to joke around like this, you should maybe use it for showering instead. "

Sabo

His eyes would be on you the moment you stepped closer to him. Sabo would literally watch you come closer to him, trip on your way, fall towards him and yet - his arms would not be able to catch you until you're seated on his thighs.

And his friends would laugh, not at you, but mostly at his burning red face. I believe under normal circumstances he wouldn't enjoy showing this kind of pda, but being at a party and you tripping - he might let this one slide. Especially when he had a few drinks already - which he did.

He'd most likely grab your hands, closing long fingers around your fists on his shoulders and ask if you're alright, being the wonderful person he is, but you see the amusement in his eyes and the slight smug twitch of his lips.

If the gathering would be serious or with strangers, he'd probably ask about your wellbeing and softly push you off his lap, but due to being with people he's comfortable with and having consumed some Sake already, I think he wouldn't mind it all too much. In fact, he might start flirting with you instead :)

"You should be more careful," he'd say, hands still curling around your own. His thumb would start stroking over your knuckles soothingly. "I don't want you to hurt yourself."

You'd nod then, shifting so you were now seated on one of his thighs. Your fingers found themselves at the side of his head, playing with the blonde strands of hair. "I'm just glad I didn't fall on someone else."

And then the amused twinkle in his blue eyes. The alcohol in his veins started playing its role. "Oh?"

You can't help but playfully roll your eyes then, embarrassment completely gone as you lean towards the table and grab a drink off the overfilled table. He takes the drink from your hand, taking a sip for himself.

"I'm glad you didn't fall on someone else, too." His cheeks were painted from the alcohol, pink lips glistening from the drink he just took and like magnets, the two of you would meet in the middle, pressing a kiss to one another, the eyes around the two of you long forgotten.

Coby

Even though Coby had been searching for you with eyes only moments prior, it took one turn to his friend that caused him to not see you walking towards him, let alone notice you falling towards his lap. Only when your hands were already grabbing his Marine jacket for security, flushed face centimetres away from his, he'd finally notice and let me tell you something: mans would be extremely embarrassed--

The party you guys were attending was filled with so many people from the Marine and with your little accident, several heads turned, starting to whistle and whoop when they saw the little situation unfolding and Coby was in shambles

His face was glowing red, face turned towards you in a way that made pink strands fall to the side of his face. When even Helmeppo started cackling and told you to get a room beside him, Coby couldn't help but awkwardly laugh himself, finally looking up to you and god

The moment you had touched him, his hands reflexively found your hips - so when his eyes met yours, you started giggling at the embarrassment of the situation as well. Your hands would probably shield your eyes as you lean your head against the side of his face, both chuckling awkwardly. Helmeppo never felt more single

It didn't take long for the laughter and whistles to turn down, but the warmth on your cheeks certainly stayed fixed on your face. "I'm sorry," you'd whisper, voice mixed between humour and bashfulness. "I didn't mean to make... well, this appearance."

Coby, who turned one hand behind him to push his still cackling friend a bit, merely shook his head, "Don't apologise, it's all right.", and then he'd smile, red still lingering on his skin. "I just hope you're alright."

"Yes, of course." Your hands were smoothing down the small wrinkles created by your grip on his jacket earlier. "Thanks for catching me?"

"Of course, yn." His long fingers ruffled through the back of his pink hair, accidentally pushing the glasses perched up on his head down and causing them to sit on his nose - perfectly. More laughter escaped you at that, his hand squeezing your hips as reaction.

A few seconds later, you found yourself sitting next to him instead, hands intertwined. "So, what were you guys talking about before?"

[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P1] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Hey bishes. I snapped and decided to publish first chapter of my current project. This was inspired by @glitterfreezed​​ playlist . Honestly I am so thrilled for this story. It’s different from everything I have written so far and I am excited for how it will turn out.  Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers  General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

Synopsis : Isn’t love a matter of timing after all ?  That’s what Sabo has always thought. It was about finding the right tempo, making the right moves and hitting the right spot. Patience is a virtue after all, and he had a lot of it. It all started when your ex cheated on you. You were heartbroken, you needed someone and he was there. Was he always that hot ? You didn’t know. But after that night you have never seen him in the same way.  Part II -

Part I : 

“(Y/N)…You should really stop drinking. Said Nami as she took the cup off your hands.

-Leave me alone ! I wanna drink some more…Come on…Let me drink“ you said as you reached weakly for the cup in her hand but ended up stumbling and almost falling.

You were quick to feel an arm encircle your waist. Your intoxicated senses could still pick up his scent, a mixture of mint and cologne. His gloved hand held you a little tighter against him so you don't fall.

« Sabo ! Glad to see you here. I didn't know what to do with her...She's been drinking non-stop.

His hand tightened possessively around your waist. He only knew too well what happened, yet he still asked Nami for confirmation :

« -Hey Nami, What's wrong ? (Y/N) isn't used to drink this much. -Oh...I don't know if I'm technically supposed to tell you but... » she bit her lower lip « let's say that she broke up with (ex). »

You started hysterically laughing as you heard you now ex's name while trying to escape from Sabo's firm grip.

« Eeeeeeeh ? Saboooo~ ? Whatcha doin' here huh ? Oh gosh are you following me ? Why do I always see ya everywhere ? Come're...Let's dance together~ Saboo.. » you screamed so he could hear you over the music.

The nightclub was extremely crowded but you needed all these faces, all these bodies almost crushing you on the dance floor. You needed to drown your pain in alcohol, the pain of being used and discarded, of being betrayed.

You didn't talk about this to Sabo, your bestfriend. You didn't want him to see you in this pathetic state. Seeing you like this made the blood pump into his veins. His fist clenched, but he tried to keep his calm. He slid a hand in his blond locks, sighing and rocking his head back.

He had to keep it in, if he lost his temper, it was going to be the end for your ex.

« I'm going to take her home » He says to Nami as he holds you by your arm.

« 'kay ! Here, she gives him your purse. Take good care of her okay ? I'm counting on you. » She seemed really worried.

-What are you guyyyz on about ? I don't wanna go home ! I wanna drink some more...Come on Sabo, you're no fun. It's good to loosen up from time to time. You're always so uptight...Come on...Lemme go...

-There is no way that I am going to let you in this state, (Y/N)

-That's none of your business ! Let me go....It has nothing to do with you.

Your words hurt but he was used to them, his role as your « best friend » meant that you were always blunt with each other, and usually it amused him, but not tonight.

« You're coming with me. 

-Namiiiiiiii, you traitor! »

Sabo ignored your loud whines taking you to his car, eyebrows tied together, his blood on fire. He felt guilty ; he didn't prevent you from this hearbreak, he didn't protect you, his dear princess. He was too fooled by how happy you seemed, by the way you spoke so eagerly about that bastard, making him wish that it was him instead. But that was going to change. 

You fell asleep while on the backseats of the car. Your dress was slightly up, showing your beautiful legs. It was extremely painful for Sabo to concentrate on the road, his head fuming because of anger and because of seeing you so vulnerable at his side. As you were sleeping and he didn't want to leave you alone, he decided to bring you to his own appartement that he shared with Ace.

He held you like a princess as if you were as light as a feather. Once inside, he put you on the couch. You slowly opened your eyes ;

-Sabooo...Ohh...We're at your place...Where's Ace ?

-Ace is spending the night with Thatch. You can stay here till tomorrow. I can't leave you alone...Well...Like this.

You rubbed your eyes together,  sitting on the sofa. He found your flushed face extremely cute. 

-Ohhh...’kayy...Gosh I'm nauseous..you put your hand over your lips. You looked at the glass of water on the table and got up to reach for it, but you stumbled and dropped the glass on the floor.

-Oh goddamnit...I'm sorry...you bent over to collect the shattered glass but Sabo's hand held yours ;

-It's fine, I'll take care of it. Are you hurt ?

You look at your hand some blood was dripping from the fresh cut. You instinctively put your finger in your mouth while looking into his eyes :

-Uh-uh it's fine...I'm really sorryyy for the glass.

-It's okay. I'll bring you another one, you just wait here, and don't touch anything. He says as he collects the pieces of glass to throw them away. Then he disappears into the kitchen only to come back with a glass of water.

You were sitting there, on the couch, in your underwear ; a simple set of black bra and cotton panties. Your dress was on the floor and you reached for the remote control to turn the T.V. on. Sabo blinked many times. He knew that you were bestfriends, and that you probably only thought of him as a brother, yet, you have never stripped in his presence. He almost dropped the glass of water but thankfully he managed to keep his cool. You were drunk. He didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, especially not tonight. 

« Here, drink up. » He sits next to you and you put your legs on his ;

-Thank you~ Ahh, I took off my dress because it was wet. You said as you gestured to the said black dress. I didn't want to get your couch wet...Also it's kinda hot. You don't mind huh ? It's not like you've never seen me in a swimsuit before...Duuh. Wait ? Are you looking at my chest ??? Eh Sabo, stop right there you're looking at my chest ! I'm sure you're doing it haha.

You said playfully. You had a point, you were to the beach together before, but something about seeing you in underwear was different, and he hated himself for looking at you that way while you were so vulnerable.

-I'm not looking. As you said, it's not like I've never seen you in a swimsuit before. You're going to get a cold though. I'll get you a shirt.

He moves your legs out of the way and gets up.

-Okayyy~ But don't make me wait blondie.

-Blondie ? He stops and looks at you with a raised eyebrow, which makes you laugh super hard. - You know what ? Nevermind.

He proceded to ignore you and comes back with a shirt and some shorts. He took advantage of the situation to change into a white shirt and gray sweatpants. He takes place next to you on the couch as you were too focused watching cartoons and laughing at every not-so-funny joke. 

You managed to put the black shirt on which was too big for you, reaching your thighs. You just threw the shorts away because the shirt was long enough to cover your panties.

-Thankyou~ Wha, your clothes really smell good. Kinda smells like you. You smell good.

He knew that your words were innocent, and that you were much more open because of the alcohol, however, he couldn't help but find you extremely adorable wearing his shirt. The thought of what your ex did made him extremely angry. How could he hurt you this way, you, almost an angel ? 

If only you let him love you, he would never hurt you that way, he would cherish and protect you. You’ll never need anyone but him.

An hour passed, with you laughing extremely loud and him trying to keep his calm as you teased him -unconsciously-, putting your head on his shoulder or messing with him. Then, as you were starting to get a bit sleepy at one in the morning, you let your head fall on his lap and said ;

« Thank you for taking care of me Sabo. You're always here for me...Youuu always help me, you really are an amazing guy. 

You were getting emotional so you put your hands on your face, a bit uncomfortable while talking about your feelings this way. Even though you were bestfriends, you weren't the kind to open up about her feelings so much. You hated being perceived as weak. He ruffled your hair lovingly, taking your hands slowly away from your face. His eyes were extremely gentle, it almost melt your pained heart. You couldn't help but think of your ex, and what he did.

-It's normal (Y/N), I wish I could've prevented all of this. I am sorry for what happened.

-Why are you sorry Sabo ? It's not your fault...It's just me, it's like I'm a fuckboy magnet or something...You said with a bitter laugh, trying to dedramatize the situation.

You sat down again on your knees on the couch, he turned  a bit so he was facing you. He didn't know what to say to ease your pain. He didn't know what to say without betraying his emotions, without giving himself away.

-It's like...Everyone I meet plays me and breaks my heart. I'm so done...I really...What did I do wrong huh ? Why did he have to cheat on me ? Am I not enough ? Am I not pretty enough ? Am I not good enough for him ? What's wrong with me... ? Tell me Sabo what's wrong with me...

You did your best at holding your tears. Sabo gently placed his hand on the back of your head, this gesture was even better than words for you. You just snapped and started crying, your mascara staining the white shirt.

-You are more than enough (Y/N). He is just a bastard. You are extremely pretty..You are kind...Every man dreams to have you by his side. Shh..Don’t cry...he gently caressed your hair

You jolted back, looking him in the eyes and sniffing. He hated to think that in this moment, you were adorable, like a little puppy that was only asking to be protected :

-You're so kind Sabo...Why can't I attract guys like you huh ?

His eyes darkened, he never expected you to say anything like this. He knew it was the alcohol, he knew you didn't mean it, yet, it lit something new inside of him : a hint of hope. And if this wasn't better, you kept going on :

-I mean, you're handsome...You're kind, you're smart...And you make me laugh...you laughed a bit, hell you've seen me at my worst haha ! You really are amazing~I’m so lucky to be your best friend.

you moved yourself a bit because you were getting uncomfortable sitting on your knees on the couch like that. You just slipped onto his lap, and it wasn't the first time you did that. Actually, you had to sit on his lap many times when you were teenagers and you didn't have enough place in the car. But this time was different, you were both adults, and you were drunk and heartbroken.

-I'm sure that a lot of girls are into you...

You look down at his shirt, it's true that you have seen Sabo many times before, but you have never noticed that he was this attractive. You run your hand in his hair as if you were discovering his face for the first time, and you felt some kind of electricity between both of you. He was letting you go too far, almost to the point of no return, but you kept going on and on without leaving him the time to even process one thing.

-Why don't you tell me about anyone huh ? Don't you like girls ? What about that girl, Koala, I'm sure she's into you ! She's pretty cute and...Ahh...Don't tell me you're gay Sabo ???!

You put a hand on your lips simulating a shocked reaction. You knew him for so long and you would be offended if your bestfriend was gay and never told you about it. He held your hand and took it away from your lips. Looking at you with eyes you've never seen before. A serious look, you could've sworn that it was the look of yearning :

-I am not.

His voice firm, just like his grip on your wrist. You could've sworn that you saw something mirrored in his black eyes, something that disappeared as fast as it first appeared. And this thing, that little flame that you almost saw thrilled you. You wanted to understand this change in  atmosphere, and why he wasn't laughing along with you. You felt a bit intimidated.

Did you go too far?

Probably.

But you wanted to go too far.

You wanted to feel something, to forget the stinging pain, to do things that you would regret.

You wanted to sabotage yourself, as a form of punishment.

But for what? And what did he do to deserve this?

Those questions didn't even cross your mind, adrenaline rushing through your veins making your mind blank. You were defying him with your eyes.

« Oh » you said, a mischievous smile forming on your lips. He didn't like this at all. He didn't like how you took all of this as a game while he was serious. But he was that desperate to see your next move. 

The game has just started. It was the perfect timing.

«-Prove it.

-This is getting ridiculous. You should go to sleep as you are saying nonesense.

He knew that you were drunk, but pushing his buttons like this ? It was out of the question for him to take advantage of the situation. His feelings were sincere towards you. He didn't want to do something and betray your trust. He was better than your bastard ex. 

If something was meant to happen, he wanted more than a hookup, he didn't want to abuse of the girl that he has always knew and loved and that saw him as a brother, even if she was half naked on his lap.

It took every ounce of control he had. Every drop of patience in his system to not block you on the couch and kiss your glossy lips.

-You're such a coward...Really...You scared huh ? You're scared ! Say that you've never been with a girl~ Come on, admit it...Who would've known huh ? Sabo you're always so cool~ But in reality you're juuusttttt a virgiiin. I'm so gonna tell Ace ! It's over for you blondie~

You playfully said unaware of the effect of your words, and of how dangerous they were, awakening something almost feral inside of him, just for a few seconds he lost control, pinning you against the couch fist on the side of your face. His face was so close to yours, his hair caressing your cheek and almost making you giggle. 

You have never been this close to Sabo, physically speaking. You felt his leg between yours and you instinctively closed rubbed against it for friction. You just wanted to numb the feelings away. In that moment, you wanted to taunt him, you would've wanted anyone to fuck you. In fact, has he left you in that night club, you would've definitely ended in someone's bed.

But he took you here, so it was his fault, right ? So now it had to be him. He had to numb out the pain.

He was serious.

Sabo, your sweet blondie. Sabo the good friend. Sabo that was always here to pick you up everytime your heart was shattered in million pieces on the ground.

«-Don't try me. I think I'm really close to reaching my limit (Y/N) »

You felt thrilled to see him being serious. You wanted to push his buttons and make him mad. More mad. Because you were broken and you needed some intensity to forget. In that moment, you closed the gap between your lips and encircled his neck with your arms, leaning into a kiss: a desperate, sloppy, drunken kiss. Sabo's eyes opened wide as he felt your soft lips on his. He would have never expected this moment to happen. He never imagined his first kiss with you to be this way. You were so eager, so desperate, and the way you kissed him reflected your conflicted emotions. You kissed him like you needed him, not like you wanted him. 

And that made him full of tenderness. 

He sustained your back, bringing you a bit closer to his chest as you pulled down, eyelids heavy, eyes full of tears :

-Sabo...Kiss me back...Please...I need you. He wanted you, he wanted you so bad that it angered him, but the taste of alcohol on his lips reminded him of your state. His lack of reaction made you even more desperate ; -Sabo don't you want me ? Am I not pretty enough ?...Tell me Sabo...Am I not good enough ? You started nibbling on his ear, and he couldn't help but get hard, he was human after all, and he has loved you for so many years. You whispered into his ear ;

 « Saboo I want you to fuck me »

That was it. That was enough. He got up leaving you there on the couch. Trying so hard not to lose it. He wasn't that guy. If anything, he was mad at your ex, seeing you so hurt that you would initiate something with him, thinking that it was only because of the heart break and alcohol. He held you in his arms like a princess ;

«-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep.

-B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... »

He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you.

«-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober. »

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[mamamittens]

Sabo OP Headcanon

For ‘Sleep’ here’s Sabo! Same as the previous ones, this is a ‘one bed’ type of situation. Feel free to check them out! Or request another character!

Remember, there might be some suggestive content, but overall it’s pretty tame! Unless you find sharing blankets scandalous, or intimate contact for that matter.

Yes, even people he doesn’t like. He’s professional like that. But not above being petty, so watch it, or you might find yourself in the floor under ‘mysterious’ circumstances.

Sabo

Platonic

Sabo is used to sleeping next to people, whether that’s in his youth or during his time working up the Revolutionary army chain of command.

He’s pretty good at keeping his distance assuming the bed space allows. Especially for girls.

Even if it’s a small bed, he’s going to be keeping a respectful distance.

Will likely sleep with his back to you and facing the door.

Of course, if you’re close and he’s not in mission mode, he’s pretty likely to have physical contact.

From keeping his back in contact with you to straight up letting you sleep on his arm.

If you’re really close, he’ll throw his arm over you somehow.

Doesn’t make a lot of movement or noise in his sleep.

Might even hold you fairly close if it’s cold or he’s had a long mission.

If you’re cuddly he won’t mind. Might actually think it’s really cute and tease you for it.

If you’re not sleeping well, he’ll rub your back, he gets that it can be hard to sleep sometimes.

If he’s had to deal with a lot of fire recently, there’s a pretty good chance he’s not going to be sleeping well either (This gets better after he remembers).

Romantic/Sexual

Like most everyone I’ve got planned so far, he’s going to immediately go into your arms. Or rather, you will go into his.

He really likes to have you tucked into his side and sleeping on his arm, waking up like this makes everything feel worth it.

He prefers to sleep on the side of his scar, finding the sight of it in the morning usually a bit much for others. That and he has trouble seeing with it, sometimes.

Yes, even if you’re bigger than him or taller.

Will probably have his leg between yours or vice versa if he’s laying more on his side.

Regardless of when you fall asleep, he will kiss your face a few times. You’re just so cute!

Expect his grip to be pretty solid, so if you need out of bed before him, you’ll need to wake him up.

He might grumble a little, but he’ll let you go unless it’s really cold or it’s a day off for both of you.

His hands won’t be anywhere crazy, but he’s pretty bold if he thinks you’re not close enough. If you’re teasing him with an excess of space, he’s not afraid to grab your thighs to pull you in close.

I think his ears would be pretty sensitive, so if you happen to blow on them at night, there’s a good chance he’s going to squeeze you a little. Keep this in mind if he’s holding you somewhere you’re ticklish.

Funnily enough, if he gets absolutely wasted, he’s all over the place.

Expect to get smashed under him at an awkward angle in this state and for his hands to get exceptionally bold.

Bonus: Overworked

It’s just a lot closer to how he slept as a kid, to be honest… minus the hands.

He’ll put off sleep for so long his dark circles will start to look like he’s been punched in both eyes by a crazy strong toddler.

With a lot of pestering, you can trick him to go to bed, but he’s probably burnt out by that point.

He’s a massive workaholic, outside of his missions to pull Luffy out of whatever mess he’s got himself into (and Ace if you also refuse to acknowledge Marineford).

He’s going to bury himself in your arms blindly, which is about what he gets for straining his eyes so much.

The quickest way to restful sleep is to just gently run your hands over his back and arms. Bending over at a desk has done him no favors, and paperwork has definitely taxed his muscles.

Expect a sleepy kiss in thanks to whatever’s closest just before he slips away.

He’s going to sleep for a long time and will genuinely start to cry if you pull away, so keep that in mind.

On the other foot though, the story is a little different!

He’s going to assess how important what you’re doing is. Can it wait? For how long? Is it critical? He won’t let you burn out, but he’s also aware that some things really can’t wait. If possible, he’ll help.

When he’s determined that you can stop for now, he’s going to just pick you up in his arms.

With you so exhausted, he’ll gladly remove your shoes and jacket (assuming you were wearing either to begin with) before tucking you into bed. If you’re clothes aren’t sleep-friendly, he’s going to push pajamas into your arms and make you change.

Feel free to fight him, but if he’s stepping in now, a little nudity isn’t going to scare him away. Though he’ll still do his best to be respectful.

He’s probably cleared his schedule, but if he has to do a few things before he can join you, he’ll at least make sure you’re tucked in and well on your way to sleep.

Once he’s free, you probably won’t even notice him sliding in next to you, but there aren’t many people that would wrap their arms around you and rub your scalp.

Or many people that would gently praise your work ethic while chiding you to keep your own needs in mind. Hypocrite.

If you’ve been fighting sleep this whole time, he’s going to be a little amused, but the last thing you’ll hear is him chuckling as he rubs your nape. Hint, there’s a pressure point back there and Sabo isn’t afraid to exploit that.

Good luck getting out of bed before he’s decide you’ve rested enough by the way.

[fireflykaizoku]

Hello Lari! I absolutely love the Summer Resort idea and all the prompts/places! I don't mean to overwhelm, it's just that I couldn't decide which to request so I thought I'd leave it up to you and what you would feel like doing out of these if that's ok (none is also ok)?

Place: Stargazing

Prompt: 23

Person: Ace

(SFW, GN, Canon)

Place: Aquarium

Prompt: 6

Person: Sabo

(Fluff, GN, Canon)

Place: Beach House

Prompt: 11

Person: Shanks

(N/SFW, GN, Canon)

Place: Late Night Car Rides

Prompt: 20

Person: Smoker

(Angst, N/SFW, GN, Canon)

I hope you enjoy your summer as long as you can! Truthfully, I prefer autumn but would take summer over snow lol. (Also, if GN + N/SFW is odd to right, could I ask for afab with they/them pronouns? If not no problem)

Thanks and best of luck with the event!

hellooo, my lovely anony! this list is so organized omg! i decided to write for sabo for now, bc that was the first request for him! but i may do this NSFW for smoker eventually, i may have some ideas for it (also sorry, everyone, it takes me longer to write NSFW for some reason 😩)

autumn is also amazing, even tho here we don't see the difference like in other countries :/ but... do you wanna switch at least for a day, plss? i always wanted to see snow omg

ah and i hope you like it! ❤

Days off were rare when you’re part of the Revolutionary Army, but once a month you had the opportunity to go out with your friends from the R.A. Or even better, with your crush, Sabo. Most of the time, you both were on missions, far from each other. But whenever you were next to him, you wanted time to stop.

He was funny and smart. Sabo was someone you could have deep conversations with or ask for advice, but he was someone who could talk about the most silly and random stuff. The blonde was beautiful, and while he could look cute, you knew how strong he was, especially after he ate the Mera Mera no Mi. It was even funny watching him trying to learn how to use his powers.

You had that day off, and when Sabo invited you to go to an aquarium with him, your heart almost stopped. He didn’t need to ask twice, because you agreed right away. So you spent your afternoon looking at the fish, pointing at them and exchanging fun facts both of you knew about the animals.

Whenever Sabo got too close, trying to read about the fish, your heart felt like it’d jump out of your chest. Feeling his breath so close or feeling his hands brush on your shoulder could always make your legs feel weak. You would never get used to it.

— Did you know that a turtle’s shell grows with them? — you asked, looking at the turtles while smiling. — It’s a part of their skeleton and it’s made up of over 50 bones.

— That’s awesome! So they can’t leave their shell, as I used to think. — he smiled, not even paying attention to his surroundings. His eyes were always looking at you. The way you seemed excited to visit the aquarium, and the way you were happy to share all these random facts with him. — When did you learn that?

— In science class. — you giggled, turning to look at him. Noticing how he was already looking at you with a soft and pure smile on his lips made your cheeks feel warm. — We attended the same classes, I don’t know how you didn’t know that. You were probably asleep then.

You and Sabo followed to another part of the aquarium, this one with other types of fish. While walking, the blonde wrapped an arm around your shoulder, making a cold shiver run through your body.

— I would love to hear you talk more about the animals… — he said, stopping in front of an aquarium with sharks.

It took you a while to think of something to say, still not believing he was actually interested.

— Ah, well… — you thought for a while, hoping you wouldn’t stumble on your words. — Did you know sharks are affected by the full moon?

— How so? — the blonde raised an eyebrow.

— Some researchers noticed they seem to go in deep waters during the full moon, and moved back to shallow water with the new moon. — you stopped for a while. — I didn’t know you liked sea animals that much, Sabo.

Sabo let out a giggle and his big hand rubbed your shoulder.

— You just seem so passionate talking about it, I like it. I like to hear you talk. I could listen to you talk about anything for hours.

— …Why’s that? — you tilted your head, already feeling nervous. Knowing that your crush liked to hear you talk and apparently liked to be around you made a smile appear on your lips without you even noticing.

— Because I fell for you, isn’t it obvious? — he said, taking all of his courage and trying to sound as confident as ever. — Koala said it was so obvious because I seemed to get so... Shy around you. Didn’t you know?

The moment you heard these words, it seemed like the world around you stopped. It took you only a few seconds to respond, but it felt like everything happened in slow motion. Sabo just confessed to you? Something that you thought would only happen in your dreams, was actually happening right now.

You tried to sound as confident, although you felt like a teenager in love for the first time. But you couldn’t help giggling at the thought of Koala, because she was trying to get you to confess to him as well.

— If I knew, we’d be together for a long time already. — you looked away in embarrassment. — But it’s never too late.

— Is that so? So what about we forget about the sharks and head somewhere else so we can have a coffee and you can tell me more about why we’d be together already?

You wrapped your arm around his waist and looked up at him.

— I’ll love to.

[chenziee]

There are sparks between us

First one for this batch of requests! (I really should stop pretending they’re going to be “drabbles”, I haven’t written a single one that could pass for a drabble)

Thank you so much @detective1412d​ for the prompt! This... might not be what you had in mind but I hope you like it! <33 (I absolutely love your username btw, just needed you to know that)

Requests are still open, please refer to this post for more info :)

[Read on AO3 or under the cut]

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Even when he was only just nearing the little house where he and the Straw Hats had taken shelter after the battle with Doflamingo, Law could tell it was noisy. That could only mean that Straw Hat was finally awake and a wave a relief washed over him. It wasn’t like Straw Hat sleeping the past few days away was unexpected after the strain on his body, and Law had checked his condition regularly to make sure everything was alright, but hearing his laughter was still a weight off of his shoulders.

He could do without the noise but he supposed that was just a part of the package with these pirates and their captain. Just couldn’t do the simplest of things quietly.

Law was surprised at the chuckle that had escaped him at the thought. When did he become so… fond of these people? He quickly wiped the smile off of his face, schooling his expression back to neutral as he reached out to open the door.

“Torao!” Straw Hat greeted him immediately. “Where did you go?”

Looking in the direction of the voice, Law was surprised to no find the other Straw Hats or the samurai sitting at the at the table but instead, Fire Fist Ace and the revolutionary army chief of staff were there with Straw Hat himself. What he wasn’t surprised about, however, was seeing his fellow pirate captain stuffing his face with food, his head barely visible behind the mountain in front of him. At least he swallowed his food before he tried to talk to Law.

“Just checking on the marines,” Law replied, leaning Kikoku against the wall and pushing his hood away from his face.

“Boring,” Straw Hat said in response.

“Someone has to do it since you people don’t seem to give a damn,” Law noted, raising a challenging eyebrow but Straw Hat only stuck his tongue out at him, making Law huff out a small laugh.

“The navy can suck it,” Fire Fist said as he stole a chicken leg right from under Straw Hat’s fingers, earning himself loud protests from his younger brother. A second later, a pipe came to land against the side of Ace’s head. The man clicked his tongue and dropped the chicken back on the pile with a huge pout.

Sabo smiled in approval, then finally reacted to Ace’s words, “Yeah, they don’t seem all too eager to catch us anyway.”

“That’s because gambler old man isn’t a bad guy,” Straw Hat said, nodding seriously to himself as he grabbed the chicken leg that Ace had tried to steal.

As if that made any difference. “He’s still an admiral. They’re going to move sooner or later,” Law sighed, ruffing Straw Hats hair on his way to grab some water.

The other pirate only snickered, letting his head fall so far back that Law’s neck hurt at the sight. “But Torao, it’s not like we can’t beat them.”

 Before Law could say anything, Sabo interrupted him, “You’re not fighting an admiral, Luffy. Not now when you’re still recovering.”

“Exactly, Luffy. I’m the one who’s going to fight him,” Ace agreed in a grave voice.

“Neither of you is fighting the admiral!” Sabo snapped, and Law was glad at least one of these brothers seemed to be remotely sane.

Is what he thought at least, before Luffy whined, “Not fair, you already fought him, Sabo!”

His words were closely followed by Ace rolling his eyes and huffing, “You just want to fight him yourself.”

“What can I say, it’s my job to pick fights with the government,” Sabo said with a grin, shrugging as if what he had said made perfect sense.

Law sighed. How and why did he get involved with these people? “How about no one is fighting the admiral,” he said, voice perfectly flat as he shot them all a glare.

“You’re no fun.” Straw Hat announced, sounding as sulky as Law had ever hear him and looking back at Law with a huge pout on his lips.

Law felt the corner of his mouth twitch upward. How was this idiot so cute? Moving away from the counter, Law took the two steps that separated them and leaned down, briefly pressing his lips to Luffy’s. It was just a quick peck, but only when the soft touch of skin sent jolts down his spine, making his heartbeat speed up like crazy, did Law realize what he had just done. He kissed Luffy.

He kissed Luffy.

They barely even had time to talk about this… thing between them—really only had a minute in the middle of the battle, back on the roof while Luffy’s haki recovered—just enough for some hurried confessions. Luffy was asleep the entire time after and Law wasn’t even entirely sure he felt the same way.

He was honestly starting to panic a little bit.

Taking a deep breath, Law finally stood up straight, moving as if on autopilot to drop into the last available chair at the table. Not like he could do much about it now except try to play it cool, after all. Especially when the silence suddenly hanging over the room was getting unbearable. He hoped his expression wasn’t betraying the battle that was raging in his mind but hell, he couldn’t even look anyone of them in the face. Mostly, he just didn’t want to know what expression Luffy was wearing right then so he only focused on the mug in his hands, taking a long sip of his water just to have an excuse to close his eyes.

He was brought back to reality when he felt something warm touch his cheek and his eyes shot open. It took him a second to realize what just happened. That Luffy had kissed him back. When he turned to look to the side, he came face to face with that bright, wide grin and he didn't bother stopping the small, soft smile that pulled on his own lips right then; the warm feeling in his chest and his stomach, the ghost of Luffy's touch on his lips and cheek… It was too much, too impossible to fight.

Plus, he didn't want to fight it anyway. Luffy reciprocating his feelings made him feel light, made him feel safe, made him happy, and Law was done running away from things that made him happy just because he was too scared to lose them.

He wasn't going to lose this one thing even if it killed him.

Suddenly, the comfortable warmth Law was feeling disappeared, only to be replaced by the unbearable heat coming from the wall of fire in his face. Law jerked back on reflex, nearly falling off of his chair in the process.

“Ace, stop!” came Luffy’s voice from somewhere on the other side of the fiery wall.

Law as well turned to look at him questioningly; the only possible suspect was glaring right back at him, an unspeakable fury written all over his face while his entire right arm was engulfed in flames. Even his hair was on fire.

“You touch my little brother again and I will burn your face off,” Ace growled, making the wall grow even larger to prove his point.

Law rolled his eyes. Talk about an overreaction.

Sabo’s hand landed on Ace’s shoulder a moment later. “Calm down, Ace, or you’re going to burn down the house,” he said, voice sounding soothing.

Law almost thanked him, but when he looked at the revolutionary’s face, there was a cold smile there and that was honestly a lot more terrifying than whatever Ace was show him.

“Just leave it to me, I’ll crush his head like an egg for robbing Luffy of his first kiss,” the man added, his hand already coated in Armament haki.

As if Law was about to stick around for that.

With a sigh, Law coated his own arm in haki and reached through the flames to grab at Straw Hat. “Shambles,” he said lazily and immediately, the two of them found themselves on the roof, the two enraged screams only a muffled echo from down below.

“Your power is always so cool,” Straw Hat breathed as soon as he found his footing after the sudden change of scenery.

“Thanks,” Law replied with a chuckle at the stars that were dancing in Luffy’s eyes. He was seriously too cute. However, his amusement soon died down when he remembered what Sabo had said and he frowned, his gaze turning to quizzical. “Was that really your first kiss?” he asked slowly.

Straw Hat cocked his head to the side, a confused expression finding its way on his face. “Yeah?”

A feeling of dread and shame washed over Law. He really fucked up there, didn’t he? “I’m sorry,” he said, trying to sound as sincere as he could.

“Why?”

Law paused, staring blankly at the honest, bemused frown on Luffy’s face that accompanied the simple question. Did he seriously not understand why Law was apologizing?

“For stealing your first kiss?” he tried, gesturing vaguely between them. “And without asking,” he added, making a face at his own stupidity. Why didn’t he realize what he was about to do until after it happened?

“Why?” Straw Hat asked again, pausing for a second before continuing, “I mean, it’s not a big deal, right? I don’t know why Ace and Sabo reacted like that. And I like you and I liked it so it’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

Law blinked. Luffy wasn’t wrong but it… sounded a little too simple. Looking into Luffy’s eyes, Law couldn’t see any hint of uncertainty or any sign that he didn’t mean every single word he had said and out of nowhere, Law felt like he was the stupid one.

He couldn’t help it. He laughed, suddenly feeling so light and calm. Maybe he really shouldn’t be thinking too hard about things, especially where this idiot was concerned. It wasn’t like he bothered to think anything through, after all.

With a crooked smile still on his face, Law leaned forward, his fingers gently brushing Luffy’s cheek before they buried in his soft hair. He ignored the shouts of his name and death threats coming from the two brothers who were now running all around the house looking for them, only focusing on the grin on Luffy’s face and the warmth of his gaze. “Then I better do it more often,” he whispered only a second before their lips connected once more.

The kiss was slower this time, soft and innocent and making those damn butterflies in Law’s stomach go crazy. He really was so gone for this man. He couldn’t help but remember the time after they had left the auction house on Sabaody two years ago, the one where he met Luffy for the first time. After all was said and done, Shachi had looked at him with this stupid grin on his face and called Law smitten.

Law had just rolled his eyes and told him not to be an idiot but he wondered, if the same conversation happened now, whether he would be able to say anything against the accusation. Hell, maybe Shachi was right even then. Maybe Law was taken in by his brightness, the life he was radiating, and his reckless willingness to fight the entire world for the people he cared about. He couldn’t deny he was drawn to him ever since they first met.

Finally, they pulled away from each other, both out of breath and with smiles on their faces, and Law thought to himself that it might have been unavoidable. Unavoidable for Luffy to save him, both metaphorically and literally, for Law to fall in love, for the two of them being here, kissing on the roof while Luffy’s brothers went through several stages of mental breakdown below them.

And Law would go through everything that had happened in the past week all over again just for this moment.

[lawslessons]

hi how are you doing 1) your account is really cool im glad u opened requests 2) for a request, could you do headcannons for asl + law with a male s/o whos pretty open about being a relationship (basically a non shy!male). if you could do sfw and nsfw that’d be awesome but thats completely your choice. thank you i hope this isnt too too specific

Hello, dear! I hope I didn’t misinterpret your request and that you enjoy this!

Warnings: NSFW, Switching Positions

Ace:

SFW:

-Ace is absolutely obsessed with his significant other, he loves holding their hand in public and offering cute little gestures towards him. Hand holding, small cheek kisses, Ace would make it obvious that they are together. He would love to use his fire ability to make little hearts for them and blow some smoke out of his mouth to make hearts from it too to show his affection towards him if he was alright with that. 

-When Ace falls asleep when he’s eating, his significant other makes sure to move the food away and to clean his face up with a warm washcloth. He would also move them to their shared room and help Ace into their bed so he could grab some sleep. And for when he would wake up, he would also have some food ready for him too. 

-He would love to go around the towns and would always challenge him to shopping challenges, such as finding cool items that remind them of one another, or just buying essentials, no matter what the two of them were doing, they would always have fun together. Couple items always made Ace smile, matching shirts, even matching bracelets make him excited. Ace would for sure spoil his boyfriend with cute gifts, he would want everyone to know that they were together. 

NFSW:

-The same is in the bedroom, neither of them are shy with their bodies, Ace loves to feel the ripple of muscles under his hands, his partner’s strong arms and their slightly rough skin under his own hands. There are no set positions, he is comfortable with doing anything with his partner, and having someone who is fully submissive isn’t as enjoyable to him. Personally, he likes the challenge that comes with someone being more dominant and he also likes how they can pretty much do whatever they want in an intimate setting. If his partner likes a specific position when he bottoms, then Ace may decide to try that position out next time to see how it feels. 

-“You think you can handle that?” Ace would want to hear when he bottoms, along with, “That all you got? I thought you could go harder,” Ace would love to hear his partner trying to rile him up when he tops, trying to get him to be louder or get him to go as hard as he possibly could. All those breathy moans and groans would be music to the man, Ace eats up all those sounds and uses them as fuel to go faster, harder and make his boyfriend feel good. 

-Ace would be very in tune with his partner’s body, more so than he would be if he was with a woman. He would understand the certain spots that would get him to see stars, how to curl his fingers just right inside of him, where to bite, where to press his hands, how fast to move, he would know how to make his partner scream if that was what he really wanted. A passionate and fiery lover, Ace wouldn’t hold back and wouldn’t want his partner to hold back either. 

Sabo:

SFW:

-Sabo is a little awkward when he first gets in a relationship with him, but when he sees how comfortable they are with Sabo, that is enough to give Sabo the reassurance he needs to fully let himself go in the relationship. He is a little reserved at first because of his previous abandonment issues, but seeing how much his partner cares for him by how unapologetic they are would only encourage Sabo to be more like himself around him. 

-One of his favorite things to do would be strategizing with his boyfriend. He would love to see their concentrated look and how focused they would get when Sabo talked to them about some of the revolutionary strategies. Sabo also enjoys when his partner talks back to him about some of their own strategies and ideas. Sabo enjoys people who are intellectual and know how to hold a good conversation with him as well, he cannot stand just simple small talk. He also loves their little dates, especially when they would go to new islands. Sabo always makes it a point to find a historical site at the place and nerd out about it with his boyfriend while onlookers watched them. 

-When Sabo and his boyfriend are alone together, he loves having him lay down in his lap and playing with his hair, he loves feeling them relax and even hearing them talk about their day and how much they missed Sabo when he comes back from a mission. Sabo enjoys private affection, while he is open to some stuff in public, he feels the most comfortable when his partner and him are able to be comfortable with one another in private. He holds romantic intimacy above all else, it’s sacred to him. 

NSFW:

-But when it comes to physical intimacy, Sabo is a little more experimental with the things he likes. He would personally like to go somewhere and be able to do it with him behind a building, or somewhere that was a little risque. Sabo’s back against a building while his partner was feeling him up would send him to cloud nine. 

-“You like that, don’t you? What’re you gonna do if we get caught?” He would tease while going at Sabo. “Oh? You would like that, wouldn’t you?” he would continue to tease Sabo, just seeing the typically high strung Sabo loose all composure for him would make him melt. Sabo, being in a pretty high position of power loves it when his partner takes control over him and makes it where he is not allowed any control. “Did I say you could finish?” He would growl into Sabo’s ear while Sabo begged for release. 

-Sabo also likes to have his own fun, sometimes it involves him being a little risky with where he bites his partner and where he decided to scratch him too. Sabo knows how to use his hands to make his partner’s back arch. He wants to hear all the sounds, he wouldn’t want him to be quiet if he was with him. Sabo also likes to tease his partner throughout the day with playful leg grabs, flirty glances across the table and maybe bumping hips with him here and there just to provoke him to go after him later. 

Luffy:

SFW:

-An affectionate man, Luffy would love to spend most of his time hugging onto his partner. He wouldn’t be able to handle someone who is too shy, so he would honestly be perfect for him. Someone who is open to Luffy’s constant bantering and also his goofy personality, he would want someone who would be able to keep up with him. 

-A training partner would be the best. Sometimes Luffy would like to practice some of his new techniques with him and other times, he just likes having some company as he is working out and practicing. Some of his favorite things to practice include bettering his observation haki and anything that doesn’t involve physically getting into contact with his partner. Luffy is self aware of his strength, he doesn’t want to end up hurting him on accident while practicing. 

-One of his favorite pastimes with his partner would be eating, he would love to go out somewhere in a new town and challenge him to see how much they would both be able to eat. One of Luffy’s favorite dates was when they went to a buffet and had to be kicked out after clearing the entire place out together. And because his partner is open to being out with Luffy, that makes it easier for the captain since he doesn’t feel the need to hold back any of his affection towards him when they are out in public or even around the crew. 

NSFW:

-When it comes to intimate situations, most of them stem out of playful fighting or intense training sessions. While Luffy doesn’t fully understand it, sometimes just seeing his partner training does something to him and makes him desire him in a way that the captain struggles to put into words. And when they train together, sometimes their playful bantering turns into something more tense, feelings grow hot and before either of them know it, they’re awkwardly feeling each other up and laughing. 

-Luffy doesn’t ever hold back, if he wants to do something with his partner, he won’t hesitate in pestering him throughout the day or make it obvious that he is desiring him from afar. Sometimes Luffy isn’t the dense one, if his partner doesn’t seem to get what he is implying, he won’t hesitate in kissing them and dragging them off to their room or to a place where they can grab a minute of privacy. Luffy’s face turns red and flushed when he realizes what he wants and his partner loves it, he loves seeing his typically heard headed captain feeling lusty and wanting attention. 

-Luffy doesn’t mind being on top or bottom, for him, whatever feels right in the moment he will go with. Some of his favorite times include when his partner would pull him aside during night watch duty and would make quick work of him on top of the crow’s nest when no one else would be awake. “Louder, captain,” He would grunt out, “Aww, is someone shy? What happened to your earlier confidence?” They would tease their captain to rile him up more sexually, and honestly seeing him flustered is the best part of his night. 

Law:

SFW:

-Law isn’t the best when it comes to displaying affection, he always finds himself struggling with being affectionate and empathetic as well. Having a boyfriend who is open to being in a relationship with him helps with his confidence and even helps him when he tries to navigate certain social situations. Law usually struggles being in public, but when his partner is next to him, he feels more comfortable and relaxed because no matter what, he always has someone by his side. Having someone around him who showers him with affection helps him learn and slowly accept the fact that he is also worthy of love, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. 

-One thing Law loves to do is hear about what his partner is interested in and possibly arrange activities for them to try as a couple to give him a chance of experiencing it. Enjoy animals? Expect a trip to a petting zoo or more cuddles from Bepo. Cooking? Expect a surprise private cooking lesson from Sanji. Just seeing them smile makes Law happy, but the same could be said for his partner. His partner loves to hear Law talk about medical news and about some of his most complicated cases to him. While he may not fully understand what is happening, just knowing that Law is excited about something makes him happy. 

-Law’s partner would be very affectionate and open in public. He would slowly bring Law out of his comfort zone, but he would never push him too far. He would first start by walking next to him in public and then he would move to holding his hand, and then his arm and soon, Law would find himself being dragged around the submarine by him. While Law wouldn’t ever admit it, he loves it when his partner is affectionate around him, it makes him feel confident that he is happy with him. 

NSFW:

-Law’s anatomical knowledge is very handy when he is in the bedroom, he knows exactly where to put his hands on his partner and where to feel him up. He knows just how to thrust his hips inside of his partner, move his hands, where to kiss, and he knows his partner isn’t shy to Law’s attention which makes the doctor rather pleased. 

-Law especially likes to tease and deprive his partner of certain sensations when they are intimate. Law is especially into breath play, or other words, choking and using his devil fruit ability in bed. He doesn’t want his partner to be shy when they are under him, he wants him to be able to be loud and Law wants to hear all their sinful sounds. He uses his devil fruit ability to sometimes make his partner see things from his perspective, or he may also without much warning use his ability to make his partner unable to be heard by those who are close to them. But no matter what he does, he makes sure his partner consents to what he does and makes sure before anything happens, the safe word is in place. 

-“You’re so loud, we’re gonna get caught if you’re not careful,” Law would tease as he mercilessly thrusts into him. “You want to be caught though, don’t you? You want them to see how desperate you are for me, hm? Then don’t be shy, let it out,” he would order while speeding up and making it where all his partner could do was scream out Law’s name in desperation.