#One piece zoro

[len-yx]

[organveils]

A little on the nose today with the zosan 🙏😔

[latanyalove]

First Kiss

Summary: Zoro has never had a kiss so you want to be first (fluff)

Song: Swim by Chase Atlantic

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The salt spray kissed your face as you leaned against the railing of the Thousand Sunny, the grand ship cutting through the twilight-painted sea. Below, the crew’s raucous laughter mingled with the clatter of dishes from the galley, a symphony of life that always warmed your heart.

But tonight, your gaze was fixed on a different kind of spectacle. Zoro, his back to the mast, was honing his swords with a quiet intensity that was both captivating and unnerving.

The rhythmic shing, shing, shing was a low thrum against the backdrop of the festive preparations.

You'd been a part of the Straw Hats for a while now, long enough to witness Zoro's unwavering dedication, his almost stoic demeanor, and, occasionally, the flicker of surprising tenderness.

And for you, those flickers had become a blazing fire of affection. You were hopelessly, head-over-heels, in love with the moss-headed swordsman.

New Year’s Eve was upon the ship. Luffy had declared it an unofficial holiday, and even Nami had loosened her purse strings slightly to allow for a grand feast. Your heart pounded a little harder against your ribs as you thought about it. New Year’s.

Midnight…and then there was that silly tradition. The first kiss of the new year. You knew almost everyone on board had someone they were excited to share that with. You knew exactly who you wanted yours to be with.

With a sigh, you pushed yourself off the railing, deciding to act instead of simply watching. You approached Zoro, your steps strangely hesitant for someone who’d faced down bounty hunters and sea monsters.

"Zoro?" you started, trying for a casual tone.

He paused, the whetstone still against the blade. Those dark eyes, usually so focused or narrowed in suspicion, met yours, and a shiver went down your spine. "What is it, (Your Name)?"

"You're still training?" you asked, gesturing towards his swords. "Even with the party starting?"

He shrugged, a small movement that spoke volumes about his priorities. "Need to keep sharp. Never know what the new year will bring."

"True," you agreed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "But you should come and eat something soon. Sanji went all out for tonight, you know."

Zoro grunted, returning to his sharpening. "He always does."

You perched on the edge of a nearby coil of rope. "You're…not much of a party person, I guess?" you ventured, trying to steer the conversation in a slightly more personal direction.

"Parties are a waste of time," he replied bluntly. The whetstone scraped against the metal, the sound grating slightly on your nerves.

You shifted uncomfortably, deciding to take a risk. "Well, some people enjoy them. It's a good excuse to...be with people, I guess."

He finally glanced up at you again, seeming to consider your words. "Like…Luffy?"

“Yeah, like Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper,” you agreed, “but also…everyone. I suppose,” you added with a small, quiet voice.

“Right” he said, turning back to his swords, “Well I’m not much of a sentimental person.”

Your heart sank a little at that. But you refused to give up. "I was just wondering something," you said, trying a different approach.

He paused, the whetstone still, his attention on you. "What?"

You took a deep breath. You weren’t the most confident person, and the idea of asking this was terrifying. But you were more terrified of never knowing.

"Have you...ever kissed anyone, Zoro?" The question was out before you could stop it, hanging in the quiet air. You stared at your hands, willing your face to not turn too red.

He was silent for a long moment, the only sounds the soft lapping of waves against the ship and the distant laughter of the crew.

You dared to peek up at him. His brow was furrowed, his gaze fixed on some distant point beyond your shoulder. "No," he said, his voice low and almost gruff. "Why?"

Your heart fluttered wildly in your chest. Your stomach did a nervous flip. He hadn’t had a first kiss yet. This was your chance. You could just…you could be his first.

You cleared your throat. "Just curious. It's…a common thing. Especially around New Year. You know, the tradition."

He finally turned his focus back to your eyes, and your breath hitched. Those dark orbs, usually so guarded, seemed to be searching yours. "Tradition?" he repeated, the word sounding foreign on his tongue.

"Yeah, you know, the first kiss at midnight," you explained, your cheeks warming despite your best efforts. "It’s supposed to be good luck, I guess?" you added weakly, trying to make it sound casual.

The silence stretched on, thick and heavy. You were sure you were blushing, praying that in the fading light he couldn’t see just how flustered you were.

He just stared at you, those eyes holding an intensity you’d rarely seen outside of battle.

"So," you continued, the word catching in your throat, "have you ever thought about…doing that?"

He didn’t answer immediately. He watched you for what felt like an eternity, his gaze probing. "No," he finally admitted, his voice still low, "I haven't. Seemed like a waste of time."

Your heart leaped in your chest. There was a tiny, almost imperceptible hint of curiosity in his eyes. You took another deep, steadying breath. This was it.

"Maybe," you began, your voice barely above a whisper, "maybe it's not such a waste of time with the right person?" You looked up at his face, willing him to understand what you couldn't just say out loud.

He opened his mouth to reply, but stopped. As if contemplating your words. The last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, plunging the deck into a deeper twilight.

The party on the lower deck grew louder, the lively music getting closer, a backdrop against the quiet tension stretching between the two of you.

"The new year is almost here," you said, your voice a little breathy, "I was hoping…” you trailed off, unable to say your exact desires.

He stared at you, his eyes dark and unreadable. He didn’t seem angry or disgusted, just… lost in thought. It was a vulnerable expression you’d never seen on his face.

The first chime of midnight began to toll, the ship’s bell echoing across the water, a deep, resonant sound that made your heart pound. You held your breath, waiting.

He stepped closer, closing the distance until you could feel the heat radiating off of him. Your stomach flipped, the butterflies in it turning into a full-scale swarm. You met his eyes, your own filled with a mixture of hope and fear.

"If…if it has to be someone," he said, his voice rough, "then…" he trailed off, looking down at you, “then, I guess it can be you.”

Your heart soared. It was such a small, begrudging, roundabout way of saying yes, but it was enough. It was more than enough.

You raised a shaking hand and gently touched his cheek, feeling the rough stubble and the warmth beneath. You leaned in, your eyes fluttering shut as the sound of the final chime echoed across the open sea.

His lips met yours, hesitant at first, a soft brush against your own. It was not the kiss you expected. It was slow, a little clumsy, and utterly, completely beautiful. The world outside faded away, leaving only the warmth of his lips against yours, the roughness of his hand as he gently cupped your cheek, and the sweet scent of his worn leather and sea salt.

The kiss deepened, no longer tentative but full of a raw, untamed intensity that mirrored the ocean surrounding you.

When you finally pulled away, breathless, the world seemed brighter, the sounds of the celebration louder, more joyful. You looked at Zoro, his face still a little confused, but his eyes held a warmth you hadn’t noticed before.

A small smile played on your lips. "Happy New Year, Zoro."

A corner of his mouth twitched, a hint of a smile that made your heart flutter once more. "Yeah," he murmured, his gaze fixed on yours, "Happy New Year, (Your Name)."

The party carried on around you, the crew erupting in cheers and laughter, but for you, the world seemed to have narrowed down to just two people, standing on the deck of a ship under a blanket of stars.

Your first kiss of the new year, and more importantly, Zoro’s first kiss was with you.

And you had a feeling, a wonderful feeling, that this New Year would be very special indeed. And maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't be the last kiss you shared. . . .

[nolsdoods]

some one piece doodles🫡

[mokneydloaf]

[pinyeti]

based on that one @norakbubbles text post YOU BEGGED ME TO ILLUSTRATE IN SEPTEMBER happy new year BABIES :;););););

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: They Realize They Have Feelings For You

Characters: Zoro, Law, Ace, and Kid

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro doesn't immediately realize he likes you. At first, he just notices that he feels unusually protective or that he pays extra attention to your movements during battles or on the ship.

He figures it out when someone else flirts with you, and he feels an unexpected flash of irritation. That’s when it clicks: he doesn’t just care about you as a crewmate.

Zoro tries to act normal but ends up being more awkward than usual. He might sit closer to you during meals or offer to spar with you more often, though he won’t admit why.

His way of showing affection is quiet and practical. He might share his sake with you or let you rest against him during downtime. These little things mean more than words to him.

Trafalgar D. Water Law

Law notices his feelings during a quiet moment, like when he watches you interact with the crew or when you’re bandaging his wounds. He’s a logical guy, so he dissects his emotions privately.

At first, he distances himself to analyze his feelings. He’s scared that caring too much for someone could be a weakness, especially in his dangerous world.

Law starts sneaking glances at you during meetings or missions. He tries to be subtle, but anyone who’s paying attention can see the softness in his gaze.

He’s always been protective of his crew, but with you, it’s more personal. He goes out of his way to make sure you’re safe, even if it means risking himself.

Portgas D. Ace

Ace isn’t the type to overthink his emotions. When he realizes he likes you, it hits him like a freight train, and he’s immediately overwhelmed by it.

He becomes even more playful and flirty with you. It’s his way of hiding the fact that his feelings are deeper than just casual interest.

Ace struggles to keep his feelings to himself, so he might accidentally blurt something out. For example, he might call you “cute” in the middle of a fight or while teasing you, only to get flustered afterward.

He shows his affection through gestures, like sharing food, bringing you small gifts, or staying up late to keep you company on watch duty.

Eustass Kid

Kid is stubborn, so he denies his feelings at first. He convinces himself it’s just admiration for your strength or respect for your skills, not anything deeper.

He gets unreasonably annoyed when other people show interest in you or when you seem too close to someone else. His crew quickly catches on, teasing him relentlessly.

Kid isn’t good at being soft, so his way of showing he likes you is through tough love. He might train with you harder than anyone else or give you blunt (but well-meaning) advice.

Despite his gruff exterior, he lets his guard down around you. Maybe you catch him tinkering with something for his ship or find him enjoying a quiet moment, and he doesn’t mind you seeing that side of him.

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Masterlist

[fail-sco0b]

Ha. gay.

[livelaughloveluffy]

sweet reverence - roronoa zoro

a/n: oh how i've longed to write something like this for awhile, and it's just been burning a hole into my brain... also sorry for being a bit MIA, i don't know what i did to my back but its fucked and im lowkey in a lot of pain but its kinda getting better 😭💀

a/n: guys i was flustered sooooo bad writing this fic 😭😭😭 and because im insane the jeff buckley i was listening to in the background to write did not help 💀

nothing but smut under the cut 🖤 viewer discretion is advised

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-zoro loves eating you out. and he's damn good at it too. dragging his tongue across your clit at a painfully slow pace, taking note of each little hitch of breath or slight moan you let out.

-the green haired swordsman thinks nothing of his pleasure. actively denying himself from orgasms because he's so focused on you and your experience. he lives and breathes for your validation, to hear your voice screaming out his name in ecstasy. that alone is more than enough for him. even if you're begging to touch him or take care of him, your pleas fall on deaf ears as he draws out your 11th orgasm of the night.

-despite his appearance, zoro is an aftercare king. he loves nothing more than carrying you to the bath, scrubbing your back and hair with such soft grace, whispering praise into your ear.

-don't get me wrong though. he can and will also take extreme pleasure in being a brute. bucking inside of you at a strength and speed that has you gripping the sheets and praying to a god you don't believe in. this is more typical after tense battles, all his pent up worry and stress put towards something much more productive (in zoro's opinion).

-zoro's not afraid to be vocal in bed. dirty talk is second nature to him, to the point that just the sound of his voice causes you to blush. his carnal moans sound like the sweetest of symphonies.

i just can't stop thinking about how roronoa zoro will worship you with sweet reverence...

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tags ♡: @3v37773 @irethepotato @dreamcastgirl99 @acesdiary @lilypadmomentum @thepotatocatto @dindjarins1ut @roronoazoroswife @sparkyvibes @hamhamhamtaro @kcch-ns @suga-tofu @ermbehindyou @beansluvsmilo

a/n: 70% of my writing process is thinking of synonyms for words and the other 30% is just another one of my deep yearning thoughts for fictional men 😭😭

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[cyubbe]

I need to die, the Joy I feel for them is GAH

Chefs Kiss. Everyone, my best friend and flatmate @choccomilch recently got into the ZoroxSanji ship and I am losing my shit. My 14 year old self just came out from the inside and combusted. Well, since a few years have passed and my art skills have improved I can now be part of the fanart makers. I am healing myself with this.

[organveils]

First post of the new year ig 😼

Heres some,, SILLY AHH ZOSAN SHENANIGANS

Audio: ASMR; Lord Farquaad does your makeup - Maya Winky ASMR

[glitchisbroken]

[One Piece] Final work of 2024! ( @ford-owner 's AU)

Deep Worship

[bowlofgrilledants]

lol

[ironic-bread]

i understand it is completely in style for one piece given the way women are drawn by oda but whenever i see fanart of a genderswapped zoro and shes skinny and fem its like, what??? why??? give her the same build, like, come on.

every time i see a skinny fem sanji i have no strong negative feelings, sanji is already skinny and fem, its basically canon to me.