#SANJI AND ZORO oof

[pyr0frnzy]

Sanuso Week Day 6: The Crew Finds Out!! Or just Zoro…unwillingly…..

[jenillustrator]

There's this tik tok niche called Jayomas lawfirm. And I swear they're so funny cuz it's this lawyer getting the worst criminals off of their cases. I had to make a little meme of it cuz it's just tooooo funny.

[hauntingblue]

chopper has become catholic

[mariistyping]

Just zosan doodles

[kyros-tha-soldier]

GOD FORBID IF OPLA MADE IT TO DRESSROSA

and they showed Kyros with both legs or removed him altogether

also, i hope they keep his hispanic accent.

Ryan Gosling should play doffy just saying

[justyefei]

Me with who when😔

tablet was tweaking but as soon as it worked again i got back to that gay shit

[worlds-largest-juice-container]

i think that while most of the strawhats have okay at worst post timeskip designs, robin's feels like a hate crime GIVE HER HER BANGS BACK ODA

[pinejayy]

╰➤Riding Them || One Piece

featuring: sabo, zoro, shanks, sanji and hawkins uwu

a/n: first time writing sabo,, so oof I don't know what I'm doing.,, sabo was requested by @bern87 // writing slightly more for my dear husband hawkins uwu // wanna write a part 3 and im thinking about adding doflamingo or cora

summary: riding these beautiful one piece men because I’m whore when it comes to anime men. 😩😩 // part 1 ,, part 3

warnings: teasing, slight nipple play, pet names, bottom sanji, facing riding, thigh riding.

✦•·················• 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃!! •·················•✦

Sabo

This man could either be a gentleman or a freak whenever you're riding him. It could depend on his mood...one day he could be calling you "sweetheart" or "princess" as you're riding his cock. While other days he's calling you a "naughty girl" while his hips are roughly thrusting up. Hitting everything right spot. (He also loves watching your boobs bounce as you're riding him.)

Let's say he had a stressful day after a long mission, he immediately guide you to your guys room and pin you against the nearest wall. His lips would immediately meet yours into a heated kiss. "Rough day....need to release.." He said between the kiss. "Please ride me...too tried."

Which lead to him pulling your clothes off and his lips latches onto yours, both tongues fighting for dominance. His clothes would soon follow yours. He would Immediately lay on the bed, spitting on his hand and stroking his cock. "Come on princess, ride me. I need to feel your pussy around my cock." (Pspsp Sabo loves to dirty talk ...and a lot.)

He's rough but he's not going to make you cry, maybe cry in pleasure but never cry! So when you're finally on top of him, sinking into his needy cock he groans in pleasure, his hands would immediately find their way to your hips. "God you feel amazing as always princess, such a pretty little pussy.." His dirty mouth would be spitting out nothing but lewd and dirty things. "So good, keep riding princess. You're doing good." And of course he's dirty talking leaves you blushing. "Stop... you're making me blush."

As your riding him he's thrusting his hips up, meeting your movements. Which is driving you crazy. "Mm Sabo..." And moaning his name drives him crazy. But you can tell when he's close since more dirty things come out of his mouth. "Pussy makes me feel so good, good pussy....it's mine." Or "Fuck... Princess.... best pussy...mine.."

Zoro

This man prefers whenever you ride him because that means he could just lay there with his hands behind his back. His favorite things... relaxing, watching you struggle to take his length and of course watching your naked body. What more could he want. So he loves whenever you ride him.

So whenever you suggest that you wanna ride him he would be a tease. "You sure love to struggle hmm...but what can I say. My dick is amazing and you probably can't get enough." And of course his words would make you blush. "Come on... don't be mean let me ride your cock again... please." And of course he'll give you want you want. Taking you somewhere private on the ship.

Finally whenever you guys are alone. He's already butt naked and he's helping you remove your clothes. And he's laying on whatever is more comfortable for him. "Come on. Are you going to ride me or do I fuck you myself." And of course you immediately made your way to him. Getting on top of him, Alining his dick against your entrance and slowly sinking in. Making you whimper. "God ... You're so big .."

Zoro loves watching you whimper against his length. Your hips moving the perfect pace not to wild and not to slow. "You're doing better than last time. Last time you couldn't even take all of it. Now look at you. Such a good job." He loves enjoying the view he's getting and loves the attention his dick is getting. He even loves playing with your nipples, He could take your nipples into his mouth and give them attention they deserve or be a bastard and flick them. Making you whimper. “Hey ow!”

One time Zoro fell asleep as you were riding him. NOT because he was feeling bored it was because he felt like he was on cloud nine and it knocked him out. But of course you got upset and smacked his chest. "Hey! I know I'm slow ..but no need to fall asleep...meanie" You whimper, rolling your hips against his. Making him groan, slowly waking up. "No. Babygirl, you're pussy is too good that it's making me see stars."

Shanks

THIS MAN IS A HUGE TEASE! And I mean he's teasing you like there's no tomorrow. And this man talks like a pirate..VERY DIRTY. "Aww, dose Y/N want to ride my dick? Well considering you've been a good girl. I'll give you want you want." Or "Maybe once you're done riding my dick you could treat me by riding my face."

Shanks would immediately lead you over to his private cabin and both of you would be in a heated kiss. Clothes finding their to the floor. And he's already making himself comfortable on his bed. "Come on, get your pretty little pussy over here. And ride your captain." He loves the whole captain play. "Anything for you Captain." You say softly making your way to him.

Riding Shanks is breath taking, this man is going to tease you and praise your body. "God your looks good even when I'm balls deep in you." He also loves the way your boobs bounce up and down as your riding him. He doesn't care about the size, they just look beautiful to him. "Keep going, You're captain is proud of how good you're doing dear."

Shanks loves the thrill of having sex anywhere on the ship, after all it is his ship. But you guys haven't gotten caught yet which is good. One time the crew were drunk their asses off and everyone was passed out on the deck, while you were riding his pretty little cock. "Mm captain...cock...it feels so good."

It drives Shanks crazy if you're vocal whenever you're riding his dick or face. You better be moaning for him. "Mm Captain...oh Captain." And he would match your moans, not as loud but the dirty talking is sure loud.. "Pussy feels and tastes so good." He doesn't care if his crew hears. They are probably used to it by now.

Sanji

He's a complete sweetheart and a bottom! This man would treat you right! And he's going to treat you so good. Like a princess...no like a queen! "Does my queen need her throne to sit. Of course! Whatever my queen wants!" He's just a babey that wants to make you feel love and appreciated. And of course you eat this up, wanting to take control.

He loves whenever you dominate him in the bedroom, and whenever you're riding him he's a whimpering mess. "My Queen...You feel so good ... So tight, thank you for giving me this. Thank you for your beautiful Pussy." He would be moaning and whimpering out. "Such a good boy, you're doing a good job. You fill me up so good Sanji, Good boy." You moan and throw your head back, Enjoying the moment between the both of you.

Sanji loves tracing his fingers along your body, your chest, nipples and your perfect body. He's going to praise you like there's no tomorrow. "You're chest is so perfect, the way you're moaning, you're just so beautiful my queen...I love you so much." He would moan out. "You're like the perfect meal."

Sometimes Sanji is louder than you, and you have to cover his mouth either with a kiss, your hand or a boob of yours. "Such a naughty boy. What if the crew heard you." You coo softly, teasing him and moving your hips faster making him his hips buckle slightly. "Shh be a good boy and keep your voice down."

Sanji also loves facing riding, imagine sitting on his face. And he doesn't want that bullshit when you hover over his face..no he wants your pussy on his face. Use his face as your chair. You love this position because it gives you so much power, riding his pretty little face. "Touch yourself. You've been good enough." Moaning out, as you move your hips against his face. His tongue licking your sweet juices leaking out. And his hand would immediately make their way to his hard dick and he would be stroking himself. "So good... taste so good."

Hawkins <3

This man tends to keep his sexual needs in check because the captain life is a busy life and he always needs to keep in guard up. But one day you suggested that you wanted to ride him he was stunned and he was lost for words. "You want to ride what?" He struggles slightly. "I want to ride you, I want to ride that cock of yours dear."

And he thought about it, he was going to brush you off and tell you maybe a other time but the way you were looking at him made something stir inside of him and he felt the heat of his face make it's way between his legs. "Very well then. If it means getting you off my back. I'll give in into your lewd request doll." And of course you're happy, I mean who wouldn't want to ride their beautiful boyfriend.

So when it came to the moment between the both of you Hawkins was lost in pleasure. Yes you’ve guys have been intimate before, but he was always in charge. Always taking control of your body. But now that you were on top while his back was against the bed. The way this new position filled you up, he felt even bigger like this. “You feel…so much bigger…like this dear.. I don’t think this is for me..”

Hawkins had to place his hands against your hips, taking his time with you, it took so much willpower to hold himself back from taking you right there. “Doll…” He moans softly. “Take your time…take all the time you need.”

And if you were to whimper in pain or either tear up he would either tell you nothing but pure sweet comments. “You got this doll…it’s okay. Be a good doll for me.” He cooed softly, wiping any tears that you had. For a pirate captain who’s part of the worst generation he sure is a huge sweetheart when it comes to you.

It took time for you to adjust but when you did adjust you were moving your hips against his. Taking in his full length, sliding up and down on his length, Hawkins wouldn’t realize how much he would love this position. The way your mouth hung open as moans slip from your mouth. The way your walls clenched around him. The way your hips moved so prefectly against his. He was in pure bliss. “Mm Captain…” You moan out. “Doll…”

Calling him Captain in the bedroom drives him crazy. Especially if you’re moaning it out. So he would immediately grab your hips and hold you in place and thrust up to his desire pace. “Such a good doll…making her captain feel good. Good Doll. And all mine.”

Hawkins loves watching crumble for him, and even when you’re on top taking control he still has you wrapped around his finger.

Also you tend to moan a little too loud whenever your riding him and he has to find ways to keep you quite. He could either use his hand to cover your mouth or by capturing your lips against his. But if he’s feeling sadistic he would either shove his fingers into your mouth, your underwear or some random voodoo he has laying around. “Shh the crew might hear your naughty sounds.”

He loves hearing you moan because it’s music to his ears. But whenever the crew is near by he doesn’t want anyone finding out what’s going on behind his door. You guys are sharing a deep moment and he doesn’t want anyone bothering him about it later on. But oof if you guys were absolutely alone then moan away, he’ll encourage you to be loud for him.

Whenever he’s reading his tarot cards and you’re feeling needy he’ll make you work for it. “Come here then. But don’t interrupt my reading. If you mange to behave yourself I shall give into your lewd needs again.” He said and gentle pats on his thigh.

You quickly understood his point and immediately sat on his lap. Biting your lip, as he was busy reading his cards he whispered against your ear. “Come on. Start moving Doll. I’m busy so it’s going to be awhile.”

Moving your hips against his thigh, getting that pleasure you’ve been craving for again. Moaning softly, burying your face into his chest. Feeling the fabric of your underwear rub against your sensitive clit. “Mm Captain…need to ride you again. May I?” And of course he’s smirking like a mad man. I mean who wouldn’t. “As you wish my doll.”

(inspired one shot)

[scirelistener]

IT’S YOU THAT I’M LOOKING FOR ALL MY LIFE

strawhat pirates / east blue gang (luffy, zoro, nami, ussop, sanji) x gn! reader

It was a tough week for everyone. Ranging from the small-time pirates to idiotically big navy ships, everyone exerted their limits to the point where there was at least one crewmate lying on the floor out of exhaustion. Even the ever so energetic captain seemed dimmed in radiance.

In times such as this, everyone gravitated towards a certain individual whose existence was like a solid boulder against the ruthless, crashing waves; you.

LUFFY

Aside from the slight fog, it was a generally pleasant day. Most of the crew, aside from Ussop and Franky who locked themselves in the sniper’s factory to discuss whatever mechanical ingenuities they’ve come up with and Jimbei who continued to meticulously manage as the helmsman, were lingering around the lawn deck.

The sun shyly peaked through translucent clouds, offering just the slightest of rays that warmed the grass just a little to be the perfect temperature.

Nami and Robin sat underneath one of the trees, basking in the good weather while also enjoying the natural shade offered by the branches. Next to Robin was the little reindeer who had his body slightly leaning against the archeologist but his head fully submerged into whatever book he was reading.

The three had drinks sitting around them which was no doubt given by Sanji who roamed around the boat with a tray filled with an assortment of drinks, begrudgingly handing one to the swordsman who had been dozing off against the wall.

Though the two started bantering as usual, their usual deafening voices were muted by Brook who sat on the swing while he gently played the violin in such a way that it echoed across the ship like the enchanting sound of a siren’s voice.

The ever melodious sounds of Brook’s song was beckoning you to fall asleep, especially since you were sitting right besides him with your back against the sturdy tree trunk. If it weren’t for the book in your hand that dominated your attention, you probably would’ve already been dead asleep.

As you were about to flip to the next page, a certain captain made his way towards you and announced his presence by whining out your name.

You looked up from the book just in time to receive the full body weight of your captain. “Oof-”

“I’m bored~” Luffy whined as he settled his head against your lap, looking up to you with an expression that resembled a puppy who’d been denied an extra treat. “Aren’t you bored?”

Picking up the book that was luckily not damaged nor had any of its pages folded, you showed it to Luffy with an endearing smile. “Nope. Only you, captain.”

Another whined drew out of Luffy before he decided to change position.

“Luffy?” Completely ignoring you, Luffy swung a leg over your thighs so that he was fully sat on your lap and he wrapped his arms around your neck, fully closing the distance between him and you with a content sigh.

Though your captain has always been touchy and affectionate with all the crew, it never failed to set your cheeks ablaze at his openness. Yet the way his body slowly relaxed against you with his steady breathing fanning the side of your neck, your lips twitched upwards into an unbidden smile.

As you were about to open the book once more, Luffy mumbled against your skin, “You’re always so warm, like a really warm soup..”

“…Did you just compare me to food?” You couldn’t help the spontaneous bark of laughter that bubbled out, somewhat impressed at Luffy’s ability to correlate anything with food.

When you received no response from the captain other than a snore, it drew another laugh out of you. A small chuckle could be heard from beside you, the owner of the chuckle being Brook who was watching the scene unfold all the while playing his instrument without a pause.

You gently leaned your head against the captain’s before submerging yourself back into the book; only this time, you were accompanied by the grounding presence sitting atop of you.

In Luffy’s dream, he dreamt of the crew as he always did. It was an endless field, endlessly decorated with flowers that scattered its petals into the air. If he squinted, there were two figures far far away from his reach yet he didn’t feel sad about the distance between them.

Instead, his attention was drawn to his fellow pirates who surrounded him with their presences, all beaming with joy.

As he looked down, he saw his hand interlocked with another. When he tilted his head back up, Luffy felt blinded by the sheer brightness from your smile.

“C’mon, Luffy!” You tugged at his hand, pulling him towards the crew.

Luffy, who could never deny you, felt his own smile ripping through and nodded before running towards the crew with your hand tightly held in his, never letting go.

ZORO

With all the windows wide open, cool breeze flowed through the crow’s nest relentlessly yet it wasn’t unwelcome. It felt nice despite the shiver it sent down your spine and the way you could visibly see the condensed breathes coming outing your mouth.

Perhaps opening all the windows was not the smartest move, you noted as you pulled the blanket around your shoulders to cover you more, but as you gazed up at the night sky, the coldness became nothing but a passing sensation.

The stars were shining in ways that couldn’t be captured in a photograph or drawing. They were shining in ways that had to be appreciated through the naked eye, by those who waited for their stars arrival. With a keen eye, one could even see the constellations that flickered with stories of their past.

One small detail that you cherished from being a pirate was the access to such scenery. Of course, stargazing was accessible even on land, but the view from the crow’s nest could never be beaten.

As you were about to blow against your chilled hands in hopes of warming them up, you heard shuffling from near the ladder.

As you wondered who could it be, a familiar patch of green hair emerged from the ladder which caused you to smile knowingly.

“Why is it so cold up here?” Zoro grumbled as he brought himself up onto the crow’s nest, a heavy thud echoing as his boots made contact with the floor.

You turned to face him fully, leaning your back against the railing as you took in the swordsman’s rather sluggish form with a smile. Besides the three swords that he, for some reason, brought along with him, the swordsman still looked as though he had the remnants of sleep lingering in his body. His coat wasn’t even tied probably, instead just hanging off his shoulders.

“And why are you up here? You should go back to sleep.” You said, rolling your eyes as the swordsman grumbled something unintelligible before walking up to stand besides you, leaning his elbows against the railing.

Seeing as you weren’t going to get an answer from him, you turned around to face the stars, mimicking his stance.

However, before you could go back to admiring the sea of stars, Zoro gently pushed your body to face him.

Wordlessly, the swordsman adjusted the blanket around you as if making sure the cold wasn’t getting to you. The warmth emanating from the small contacts of his fingers to your skin seemed capable of warming you up entirely.

When you looked up at him, the warmth in the endless depth of his brown eye made you forget the seeping cold air that continued to flow through the crow’s nest.

You smiled at his heartfelt action, gently pulling his hand away from the hem of the blanket to hold in yours. “Worried about ‘lil old me?” You couldn’t help but tease, feeling a little victorious when Zoro let out a chortle.

“Someone has to make sure you aren’t gonna freeze to death.” Zoro quipped back, but the way he squeezed your hand was all the reply you needed.

Like a natural instinct, he lifted one arm as an invitation and you, following natural instinct as well, easily slotted yourself against his side and found comfort in leaning against Zoro’s sturdy form. The swordsman wrapped an arm around your shoulder, providing extra insulation along with the blanket.

“The stars are beautiful, aren’t they?” You muttered, sneaking an arm around Zoro’s waist to make sure he doesn’t get cold as well.

Zoro hummed, his chest reverberating the vibrations from the sound to you. He hooked his chin against the top of your head as the arm around your shoulder tightened.

“The moon is beautiful tonight too.”

NAMI

Aside from the faint sound of pencil grating against paper and the occasional satisfied hums from the navigator, the library was a quiet haven reserved for only Nami and you for now.

Though the circular sofa didn’t provide the best structure for laying horizontally, the plush structure of it made up for the slightly uncomfortable posture you had curled your body into. Accompanied by the blanket Nami so graciously placed on top of you, you almost let your eyelids close operation for the day.

Yet you were drawn to the way Nami exuded ease and looked content as she worked on her maps, her glasses perched against her nose as she diligently swapped the pencil in her hand for a nearby compass.

There was no other way to describe it other than Nami being in her element.

“I’m going to start counting fees the more you stare at me.” You snapped out of your daydream, eyes averting to see Nami with her hands against her hips with a smile all too mischievous, but still beaming with fondness. The glasses were no longer there, instead placed on the table on top of her on going project.

You sat up, blanket draping down onto your lap as you gave her a sheepish smile. “You look cool when you’re working. I’m innocent, your honor.” You raised your arms up in mock surrender, making Nami let out a small chuckle before leaving her work station to sit next to you with a sigh that felt all too heavy.

You gently draped a part of the blanket over to her lap as Nami found comfort in placing her head against your shoulder, her face slightly smushed against your neck.

“I’m so tired..” It was a mix of groaning and grumbling, the way the navigator muttered. You let out a small giggle before raising an arm up to push away some of the hair blocking her face. As you softly tucked it behind her hair, a faint of a smile could be felt against your skin.

With the help of her arm slithering around your waist, the navigator pulled you in closer and impossibly further pressed her face into the crook of your neck as if she was hell bent on making that place her new home.

You laughed at the slight ticklish sensation, but not without wrapping an arm around her in reciprocal.

“You’re touchy today.” You grinned at the pinch Nami gave to your waist as you said it, but noted how she didn’t attempt to pull away.

“It’s been a long week, I deserve it.”

“You do.” You replied without a beat of hesitation. (And if Nami felt her heart stutter, it was just her imagination.)

After that, you two didn’t share another word. Instead, what you did share was the comfortable silence that welcomed itself into the library and the warmth from the embrace you two would prolong for the rest of the day.

As you felt yourself being drawn by the tendrils of sleep, you almost missed the way a certain navigator got hold of your hand and gently squeezed it.

Before you succumbed to dreamland, you made sure to squeeze her hand back in return.

USSOP

Even with the exhaustion that waved over many of the crew mates, including Ussop himself, it didn’t seem to stop his brain from coming up with new innovations and seeing as he had been stuck in his little factory for a good few hours now, it seemed as though his body still had enough energy to comply.

As you handed over the tray of food Sanji made specially for him despite putting an indifferent facade, you made yourself a seat by cautiously pushing aside tools and other metal junks that clattered the space.

“How you keep going is beyond my comprehension, Ussop. Even Zoro’s up there snoring up a storm.” You said with a fond smile, taking note of the presence of seemingly newly made equipments that hid itself amongst the various other objects that invade Ussop’s factory.

The sniper choked on his drink for a bit before regaining himself, puffing his chest in pride and smiling widely. “Well, of course! Nothing this great warrior of the sea can’t handle!”

You laughed in return, nodding your head in agreement. “Of course, of course. How could I forget.” The two of you shared a knowing glance before letting out a small chuckle.

Whenever the two of you were together. Ussop was never as boisterous as he was around the others. Of course, he still joked and told tales as dramatic as poems written by a certain author from the old days yet there was a calmness that stabled the air between you two. A calmness that enabled Ussop to let go for a moment.

As Ussop slowly finished up his food, you noticed a cut you’ve never seen before on his left hand. Unbidden, you grabbed his left hand and raised it up to inspect it despite the slowly forming sound of Ussop’s flustered protest.

“Is this new? It doesn’t look deep.” You frowned, as you made sure to not make contact with the actual wound in the possible case of infection. “Have you treated this yet? Why haven’t you at least put a bandage on?”

“Ah, well.. I might’ve forgotten..?” You looked up to send a stern gaze to the sniper who pointedly looked to the other way, a sheepish smile adorning his features.

You let out a small sigh. “You should be glad Chopper didn’t see it first.” You said as you dug your fingers into your pant pockets until you grasped the bandaid you kept in your pockets just in case.

As you took out the bandaid and proceeded to carefully place it against the cut, you didn’t notice the way Ussop’s eyes soften at how gentle you were with his hands. The way you softly pressed the bandaid against his hand to ensure it doesn’t slip away, the way you caressed the surrounding calluses around the wound.

Before you could slide your hand away, Ussop gently but firmly held it in his making you avert your gaze to him once more. Yet all the sniper gave in return was a cheeky smile.

“Want to know what I’ve been making?”

While the factory was soon filled with the excited ramblings of the sniper’s explanation of each intricate factor and how it contributes to the usefulness of the equipment, his hand never let go of yours.

It was almost as if it tightened with every second passing by. At some point, your fingers ended up interlocked and never let go even as Ussop reached to grab some of the prototypes.

You basked in Ussop’s presence and words while you squeezed the hand that tightly held onto yours, knowing he wasn’t going to let go anytime soon. Neither were you anyways.

SANJI

There was never a day on the Thousand Sunny where the smell of food did not roam around the galley and the surrounding area. Even from outside of the galley, one would smell whatever dish the meticulous cook was preparing when passing by. The smell would always be noticed with the loud yet somewhat harmonious sounds of sizzling food, bowls clacking against each other and the faint sound of Sanji’s humming.

When the day later on dims to nights that were accompanied by the lonely cries of the sea waves crashing against the Thousand Sunny’s structure and the only source of light came from the wall lamps, the lingering smell of food is extinguished by the sickeningly rich aroma from expensive candles.

No longer were there the noisy sounds of sizzling, frying, clanking. Instead, the only noise that indicated the cook’s activity was the sound of boiling water that was then taken off from the stove to cool down before pouring it into the two mugs already ready with tea bags.

Once the colors from the tea leaves slowly infused into the water and faint smell of herbs rose into the air, Sanji took the two mugs and made his way to where you were sitting.

“For you, my dear.” Though his voice lacked the usual exuberance, the way his words glided with tenderness made your heart warm despite the slightly cold air.

Thanking him as you took it out of his hands, you felt your hands feel less numb as it made contact with the hot mug. You let out a comfortable sigh while Sanji took the seat next to you, leaving a strangely large distance that felt like a wide gap.

You decided not to comment on it, opting to take a sip of the tea that immediately soothed your body as soon as it entered the system. You couldn’t help but let out another content sigh, finally feeling some sort of warmth amidst the air that seemed to be getting more frigid.

You looked over to the cook who had his mug placed on the ground, his back fully against the backrest of the sofa, his head tilted upwards to the ceiling. Though you couldn’t see as clearly, his eye looked clouded with thought.

“ ..Are you alright, Sanji?” The gentle calling of his name must’ve snapped him out of his thoughts as he tilted his head down to give you a reassuring smile that didn’t quite reach his eye.

“I’m alright, dear. Just..” His hand fiddled with the unlit cigarette, grazing against the grainy paper. “Just a lot on my mind is all.”

You waited for him in case he said anything more yet the cook remained silent, so you only nodded in understanding.

Then out of the corner of your peripheral vision, you saw Sanji’s fingers that were resting on the sofa twitch as if it itched for something. You looked back at Sanji who seemed to have not notice that his own body was doing that.

In an act of confidence, you placed your mug on the ground and gently scooted towards the cook. Closing the distance just enough so that your shoulders were touching each other and your knees gently grazed one another.

Sanji’s shoulders tensed, but in a blink second, the tension washed away and you felt a wave of relief when the cook slightly leaned his shoulder against yours.

Despite his frequent outbursts against Zoro and his overly aggressive fawning for women, it seemed as though the cook was never one to express what he was truly feeling. You’ve only seen glimpses of sadness, nostalgia and yearning that would seldomly find its way into his gaze, his voice or his actions before it went away like it was never there.

Yet as the two of you sat together in silence, the way he gently placed his pinky against yours and hooked it together indicated a vulnerability he was willing to share to you to.

Without a word, you gently pulled his hand into yours and held it tightly, hoping that the words of comfort that were floating in your head right now was somehow transferred by the way you squeezed his hand.

“Dear,” You looked over to Sanji who looked both nervous and relieved, calling you in a tone that shook at the end of each syllable. “Could I be selfish, just this once, and ask something of you?”

“Of course.” Without a beat of hesitation, you answered.

With a shaky inhale, the cook nervously asked, “Could I rest my head on you for a while?”

Once more, you nodded and pulled away enough to make room for Sanji to lay down. You patted your lap and beckoned the cook to come closer with a smile.

Sanji slowly laid his head against your lap, letting out a small content sigh as he let his body rest against the sofa. His eyes closed shut when he felt your fingers run through his hair, a motion that oozed of affection and gentleness that it unknowingly brought tears into his eyes.

“Thank you.” The cook whispered into the air along with your name.

All he got in return was the gentlest kiss on the forehead and the resumed motion of your fingers running through his golden locks.

a/n : evil polycule, call that diabolycule

if there’s any errors, please look the other direction for i don’t think i even blinked once in the five hours i spent writing this blurb of a writing 😔 and if the characters seem ooc, please look the other direction also for i am very sleep deprived. the one piece brainrot is taking over and i had to output it somewhere and here we are! sanji is like a wet cat to me, hes so cute i want to punch vinsmoke judge for him

[jenillustrator]

There's this tik tok niche called Jayomas lawfirm. And I swear they're so funny cuz it's this lawyer getting the worst criminals off of their cases. I had to make a little meme of it cuz it's just tooooo funny.

[hauntingblue]

Omg franky who called himself older brother earlier remembering who ace is to luffy and automatically agreeing to get the fruit 🥺🥺🥺

[gingernut1314]

Demons and Claws pt. 1

Summary: Nightmares have been plaguing your dreams night after night. You can't sleep. Not in the silence. Not in the dark. You can only think of one person in your fear who can put you at ease and you go running for him.

Warnings: gender-neutral reader, fluff, mild anime spoilers (Chopper mentioned)

Word Count: 1.7K

Tag list: @fanaticsnail

A/N: I am flabbergasted I was able to write this as short as it is--cause Oof can I go on and on, buuutt here we are! 😂 I hope you all enjoy!! 🩷 (Updated style to match like fics Jan. 15th, 2025. No words have been changed)

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You started awake, sweat coating your skin and sheets a tangled mess around your legs. 

A dream. It has just been a dream. Is what you tried telling yourself. What you told yourself as you yanked and pulled the sheets back over yourself tight, tucking them just under your chin.

A demon’s face. Bloody screaming and crying. The undead. Your friends turning their backs on you. 

It had been more than some dream--it had been a nightmare. A mix of all your worst nightmares mixed into one. Nightmares you had started having more often after joining Luffy’s crew. 

After seeing your nightmares come to life--seeing that they were living realities that existed in your world.

Nami, whose bed lay just across the way from yours, murmured in her sleep, rolling over onto her other side. It broke through the deafening silence of your shared quarters like some blessing, but as soon as she settled back in, that silence surrounded you again. 

Silence like the tomb. Like the dead. 

Your nightmares flashed through your eyes again and you shoved yourself upright, chest heaving up and down as fear crawled its way into her heart. 

Too dark. It was too dark in this room. Too hot and too quiet.

Did something just move in the corner? No. That was just Nami’s treasure chest. A figure standing by the stairs? No. Just the lamp.

A loud noise sounded through the room. A sound that had you clutching at your sheets tighter at its sudden echo.

Snoring. It was just one of the boy's obnoxiously loud snores piercing through the walls of the Merry. 

Your mind thought over the collection of bodies stuffed into the room just next to yours. Your captain must have been the one whose snore was monstrous enough to filter into your room, having found he was the most notorious snorer. 

It couldn’t have been Sanji’s or Choppers, both of their snores too breathy to ever truly reach you. Usopp was the next runner-up, his snores nasally with a tendency to get stuck in his throat. 

Zoro’s snores were loud and chest-rumbling, but this particular snore, which shook through your room once more, was definitely your captain's. 

And though it was your captain’s snore, you thought of the green-haired swordsmen. Of how you had found him a month ago wandering around in the backyard of your home looking for the docks, which had been miles away. He had been very adamant about not being lost, though he hadn’t denied your offer to show him the way. 

He was a man of little words, but his humor had been dry and you couldn’t help but laugh--to gravitate towards him.

The docks had been a mess when you two finally made it there. A mess of pirates looking to raid your home and to kill off Zoro’s own crew. He had taken them on with ease--protected you against them, though your being with him had only brought the first of your nightmares to reality. 

By the time you had helped fend off the pirates from invading your island alongside the Straw Hats, your home had been burned to nothing but ash by one of the pirates who had slipped away. 

And despite the rest of the Straw Hats being wonderfully supportive, Zoro had been the one who had been by your side every step of the way. Had sat with you while you cried for your losses. Had taught you a special way of remembering and respecting the dead, which you two partook on the dawn of each week. 

Your room fell silent once more. A silence that had your eyes scanning over the room for every last little monster that could be lurking in the darkness. 

Zoro fought by your side--kept you from harm's way and he was the only one you could think of to run to when the demons and shadows came calling for you. 

With a mighty breath in and out, you hopped out of bed, feet running over the soft, robin’s egg blue carpet that lay over the floor, shifting to polished hardwood just before the stairs. You rushed up them, feeling as if clawed hands were just inches away from grabbing you around your ankles and yanking you right back into the darkness you were fleeing. 

You burst out of the door, shutting it behind you as quietly as you could so as to not wake Nami up. 

The storage room was just as dark--just as threatening and you rushed for the door that led into the kitchen. 

Though moonlight shone through the four, arching windows, illuminating the space dimly, you still felt those clawed hands reaching for you. Hands that sent you rushing once more out of the kitchen and onto the deck. Chilled, salty sea air hit your nose as you crossed the course floor, all but lunging for the hatch just next to the mast. 

You flung it open, taking your time to carefully find your footing on the ladder that was built into the mast, which continued downward into the belly of the Merry.

Descending downward, you were met with more darkness, though a small night light had been set up, giving off enough light for you to see around. You seemed to remember the boys arguing with Usopp about it’s being there, but you weren’t quite sure of its true origins.

The air was never once still as you silently hopped to the polished floor, snores of all kinds filling your ears. 

The boy's room was cramped. There was no better word to describe it. 

The small room had been fitted with two couches and a table you didn’t think the boys truly needed. Swinging in the far corner, layered on top of each other like sardines, lay the fast-asleep men of your crew. 

As you grew closer, the louder the snores grew and the less you could think about the nightmares that had chased you out of your bed in the first place. 

The first row of boys, closest to the far sitting couch, was made up of three hammocks. Chopper, being the smallest, lay in the top hammock, snoozing away like the precious angel he was. Next was Zoro, who slept with his hands behind his neck and his ankles crossed over each other. And below him lay Sanji, whose long limbs spilled out over the horrible, near burlap sack-like material that made up their hammocks. 

You made a mental note to make them all some proper hammocks as soon as you got supplies from the next island you all landed on. 

As carefully as you could, you climbed up onto the fine, blue fabric of the couch and walked over it so you could stand next to Zoro’s hammock. You looked him over. Looked over his is peaceful features--his slack jaw, which rumbling snores fell from and his sleep-tousled hair.

Carefully, as if approaching a rabid dog, you gently laid a hand on his hard-earned bicep and gave the swordsman a firm shake. 

“Zoro.” You called on a tone just above a whisper. When he didn’t stir right away, you shook him a bit more harshly, his name falling from your lips in the same manner.

“What the hell--” He began on a hiss, but when his dark eyes snapped open to find you standing there, he huffed out a heavy breath. “...can I help you?” He asked, his voice rougher and deeper from the sleep you had just pulled him from.

“I…” You started, biting your tongue from finishing your thought. You felt yourself grow embarrassed. Embarrassed that you had run all the way down here. Embarrassed that you had woken Zoro up from his deep sleep which he needed. 

It was childish really. You couldn’t handle a silly little dream? You were a grown adult. You could deal with it yourself.

A demon's face. Bloody screaming and crying. The undead. Wicked, clawed hands. Your friends turning their backs on you. Your family’s death--

“I had a nightmare.” You breathed, your voice wavering the slightest bit. Zoro blinked at you. A long blink that looked as if he was slowly thinking over your words.

“...okay.” He said after what felt like an hour had passed you by. 

“Zoro.” You huffed, annoyed at his absent-mindedness. 

“What?” He asked, equally as annoyed. Asked a little too loud for your liking. You shushed him, placing a finger over his lips which he only swatted away, ever the more irritated. “I don’t know what you want me to do about it.” 

“You’re insufferable.” You whispered harshly, eyes narrowed down at him. “This was a mistake.” But before you could make your way back over the too-nice fabric of the couch you stood on, Zoro grabbed your wrist. 

“You know I’m not a mind reader.” He said, his voice growing softer as he pulled you back in. Your body, despite you wanting to still be huffy and puffy with him, relaxed against his strong hold. “Just tell me what you want me to do about it.” 

“I just thought…I think I would sleep better in here.” Zoro watched you for a moment, dark brown eyes scanning over your face carefully as if to catch anything he might be missing.

“Like on the floor?” You huffed and Zoro rolled his eyes. “Where then?” 

“You’re going to say no.” You went to pull your hand from his grip but he held firm. 

“Just say it already.” He urged you, that annoyance filtering back into his voice. 

“Can I sleep in your hammock--with you? Please.” You blurted out before you could think too much about it again, “You make me feel safe.” 

A sharp yelp escaped your lips as Zoro reached over, grabbed you around the waist, and hosted you up into his hammock. 

You heard Chopper stir above you, but soon his soft snores fluttered from his nose once more. 

Zoro tucked you into his side, wrapping you up in his strong arms and resting his chin on the crest of your head, a deep breath escaping his nose. 

“Next time, just say that first. Could have been back asleep by now.” He grumbled, his voice evening out as sleep slowly fell over him for the second time that night. You nestled deeper into his broad, scarred chest, feeling instantly at ease in his arms. Feeling safe--protected from the demons waiting in the darkness for you. 

“Thank you.” You whispered, brushing your fingers over the warm skin of his side.

“Whatever. Go to sleep.” You did as you were told, letting the rock of the sea, the chorus of snores, and Zoro’s strong presence lull you back to sleep.

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More like this: Couldn't Sleep? {Robin x GN!reader} ⋆ Just Trying To Sleep {Luffy x gn!reader} ⋆ How Can I Be Of Service? {Sanji x gn!reader} ⋆ Feeling Generous {Nami x gn!reader} ⋆ Nightmares {Usopp x gn!reader}

[soapsilly]

Oblivious - Zoro Imagine

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x Reader

Summary: Zoro isn't known for being nice. Quite the opposite actually but with (Y/N) it's different. The problem? Everybody seems to notice but her.

Requests are closed

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"Hey, can I get a Cuba Libre, please? But could you maybe use lemonade instead of cola?", (Y/N) leaned over to the barkeeper to order her drink.

"No", the man deadpanned.

"What? Why?", the girl furrowed her brows.

"Because that's not a Cuba Libre", he retorted.

"Well, yes obviously. That's why I'm asking to put lemonade instead", she questioned him - seemingly more confused than angry.

"No accomodations. Just order what's on the menu"

"But Cuba Libre is on the menu?", she inquired.

"Yes"

"And you do have limonade?"

"Yes"

"Then just swap the two ingredients?", her voice grew louder, not understanding why the barkeeper was being so difficult.

Zoro silently watched the interaction. He was sitting only a few barstools over drinking his rum.

"It's easy, sweetheart", (Y/N) and Zoro both pulled a face at the condescending nickname, "if I start accomodating your request, soon everybody in this dump will want to have their own special creations", the barkeeper ended.

"Fine! Just a beer then", she exclaimed.

"See? Was that so hard?", the barkeeper said as he slid the bottle over towards her.

(Y/N) sent him a mocking smile as she slammed a few coins on the counter, grabbing her beer and then leaving before she did something that would result in a house ban for her and the crew.

Zoro's eyes followed the girl as she took a seat with the others, who managed to find a table in the corner of the room.

It only took a few minutes for Zoro to follow her aswell - in his hand a drink that, for some reason, was still full.

"Here", he shoved the drink towards the girl.

"What is this?", she asked but didn't even wait for an answer as she already took a sip. Her eyes widened when she realized what it was that she was drinking, "That's a Cuba Libre with lemonade! How did you do that?"

"I asked nicely", he grinned.

"Oh god. What did you do to that poor man?", she scrunched up her face, knowing her friend likes a hands-on approach to conflict.

"Nothing he didn't deserve, sweetheart"

"Uh, don't call me that...", she shuddered, "Anyways, what do I owe you?"

"Oh no, it's fine...", he shrugged.

"Are you sure?", she asked again just to make sure but when he confirmed yet again, her face spilt into wide grin, "You're the best! Next round's on me!"

Nami raised her brow at the interaction. It wasn't like Zoro to be so nice - especially not without any type of reward.

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"Oof, I'm tired", (Y/N) moaned not feeling like doing the night watch at all.

"Too bad, it's your turn", Usopp mocked the girl, a happy laugh leaving his lips which earned him a raised middle finger.

"I need my beauty sleep", she whined knowing there wasn't a chance to get out of the situation.

"What? No! You don't need any beauty sleep, (Y/N)-san! You're already so beautiful ~", Sanji gladly protested.

"Oi, whose side are you on?", she scolded the cook, "Do you want me to suffer?"

Sanji started to back paddle immediatly. It wasn't his intention to upset her further but rather to compliment the girl.

"I'll do it", Zoro's voice cut through the discussion.

"Huh?", (Y/N) thought she misheard the swordsman.

"I'll do the guard duty for you", he repeated.

"What? No!", now it was her time to protest, "I can't ask you to do that for me! It's not that bad... you know, I was just being silly"

"It's no problem at all. Really!", he insisted.

"Are you sure? You love sleeping even more than I do", she wasn't quite convinced yet.

"Yeah, yeah! Don't you even worry. You said it yourself, you need your beauty sleep and I'll be napping anyways", he shrugged.

"Hmmm", she seemed to consider it for a moment before finally shaking her head.

"If it's that important to you, you can keep me company until you get too tired. That way you didn't completely abandon your responsibility while still getting at least some sleep", he grinned sheepishly.

The girl hugged the taller man happily, "You're the greatest!"

"Oi, how come you never offer to take over my guard duty", Luffy furrowed his brows.

"Do I look like a charity to you?", Zoro's voice was harsh. The kindness replaced by a holler.

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"You're tired, go to sleep", he told (Y/N). He had lost count of how many times he's seen the girl's eyes flutter shut only for her to jolt awake immediately after. She was struggling to stay awake.

"Nu-huh", she weakly protested.

"It doesn't make sense for the both of us to lose sleep", his voice was soft.

"It's fine, I'm awake. You can go to sleep", she mumbled, eyes already half-closed as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I can see that", he chuckled but didn't get an answer anymore as her even breaths indicated that she had finally fallen asleep.

He looked down at her. There was a strange feeling in his chest and he thought to himself that he could get used to this. He laid his arm around her to make sure she wouldn't start freezing later on as he prepared to spend the rest of the night like this - his plans for a nap long forgotten, not wanting to miss any moment of this.

The sun was already out when Nami found the two of them like this.

"You really like her, huh?"

"Do you even know what you're talking about, woman? I was just helping her because now she'll have to do me a favour in the future... Quid quo pro or something", he denied Nami's accusations but couldn't hide the soft blush that turned his ears a deep shade of red.

The navigator defensively raised her hands. Usually she would've kept pushing but she noticed how uncomfortable the swordsman was.

"Well, night watch is over. Sanji is serving breakfast as we speak. Wake her up and come eat before Luffy eats your portion"

With that Nami left Zoro to deal with waking the sleeping girl tucked underneath his arm.

"Hey, uhm... (Y/N)?", if he was completely honest, Zoro didn't feel like disturbing their togetherness just to be confronted with these other idiots, but he knew that wouldn't be fair to her as she was probably pretty hungry, "You have to wake up now... Uhm, breakfast is ready..."

(Y/N) groaned as she woke up not wanting to leave her perfect pillow but when she realized what position she was in, she immediately slipped away from him.

"Oof, Zoro, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you! Why didn't you wake me?"

"I uh- Don't worry about it. It was only for like twenty minutes. We had to be up soon anyways so I just didn't bother", he lied, not wanting her to think bad of him for not re-positioning her.

"Oh... Still though. I owe you one", she laughed happily, "Twice actually. Once for saving me from guard duty and twice because of the absolutely amazing nightsleep I just had"

Zoro was glad that the girl was already stood up with her back towards him so that she wouldn't see the stupid smile that he couldn't fight back. What was wrong with him? He already gathered that he had a crush on (Y/N). As much as it pained him to admit but he couldn't deny it any further. The thing that bothered him about it was rather that he couldn't conceal it better.

"I sure hope Sanji made pancakes", she said more to herself than to him.

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Zoro stared daggers across the room. The bar was loud but he still clearly made out (Y/N)'s laugh - he would've loved the sound if it weren't for the guy who was the reason for her happiness.

The swordsman knew he should probably look away. That he'd only hurt himself if he continued. But still his eyes were glued to (Y/N) and the way her hand reached out to touch the stranger's arm.

"You should ask her out, you know?", Nami seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Usually he'd be more aware of his surroundings but at the moment he wasn't thinking straight.

"Don't you have anyone else to annoy?", he answered her without taking his eye off of their target.

"You know? I'm just trying to be nice here. You're making it hard though", she retorted.

"Did I ask you to be nice?", his question was clearly rhetorical.

Nami raised her hands in defense and left the man standing. If he wanted to stay there and wallow in his self-pity, then so be it.

Zoro's heart skipped a beat as (Y/N) came over towards him and the crew - her little flirt seemingly forgotten. The swordsman felt stupid when he realized how giddy it made him.

"Hey guys", she smiled at her friends, "We're staying here a little longer, yes?"

"Uh, sure", Nami was confused, "We're staying for at least another night until the Log Pose recalibrates"

"Great, don't wait up for me", (Y/N) grinned, "Because this gentleman over there has asked me to dinner"

(Y/N) turned around and sent a flirty wave towards her suitor, who was already waiting for her by the door.

"My drink's empty", Zoro murmured.

"Can you bring me another one, aswell?", Usopp shouted after the swordsman.

"No", his answer was short as he left the group to make his way towards the bar. Nami's eyes following him closely.

"Uhm, (Y/N)? Can I talk to you for a minute?", she didn't even wait for an answer as she already grabbed (Y/N) by the elbow, dragging her away from the group.

"So what's up?", the other woman furrowed her brows. What was the problem?, "Do I look bad?"

"No, no, no! You look great actually"

"So what's the problem?", (Y/N) didn't want her suitor wait for too long.

"I'm not trying to spoil the mood but you do realize Zoro's got a crush on you, right? I mean, you can do whatever you please but maybe don't do it infront of the mosshead" - there was no sensible way to soften the blow, so the navigator just said it.

"What? Zoro? Nah, he's just being nice", (Y/N) waved away her concerns.

"Yes, exactly!" - how oblivious could one person be? - "When did you ever see Zoro being nice to any of us? Except for maybe, MAYBE sometimes Chopper?" - Did she have to spell it out for her?

(Y/N)'s eyes moved rapidly as she thought about what her friend just told her. But when she finally realized what Nami was not so subtely implying, her eyes widened.

"Oh my God! I think you're right...", she could've slapped herself.

"Yep", Nami popped the 'p'.

"Shit, I-I need to go", and with that (Y/N) let Nami stand there as she made her way towards the man that was still waiting for her by the door.

Nami shook her head. She didn't have a problem with innocent flirts and sometimes even one-night stands but to say she wasn't at least a little disappointed would be a lie. The red-head shrugged as she made her way back to the table - she did her due diligence in telling (Y/N) about Zoro's feelings, now it wasn't in her hands anymore.

Back at the bar, Zoro downed his cup for what must've been the fourth or fifth time. He stopped counting after a while. He didn't even know what he was so upset about. (Y/N) didn't owe him anything. She had every right to go back home with that guy. This didn't mean that it hurt any less though.

"Hey, is this seat taken", he didn't look up from his drink as (Y/N) greeted him.

"Shouldn't you be with your date?", he asked bitterly.

"Nah, told him I changed my mind", she said almost nonchalantly.

Zoro was shocked when he heard that - finally looking up from his drink.

"Why?", there were a thousand thoughts running through his mind. He was happy to hear that she decided against leaving with some stranger. He knew that she could take care of herself and he knew that he didn't have a chance with her anyways but the thought of some random man placing his hands anywhere near her made his blood boil.

(Y/N) shrugged, "I thought, I'd rather spend my evening with you"

"You- you don't have to", he hated how insecure she made him feel. He was a master swordsman goddamnit! Why couldn't he think clearly whenever she was close to him?

"I know that I don't have to, Silly!", the little nickname made Zoro's heart skip a beat, "But I want to"

(Y/N) slowly maneuvered her hand towards his own, interlicking their pinky fingers. Usually the swordsman would've pulled his hand away - not a big fan of physical touch - but with her it was different. When she realized that he allowed her advances, she decided to test the waters a little further. Almost gently, she leaned her head against his shoulder like she had during their guard shift together. The position felt right to her.

As she looked up at him, she met his eye. His gaze was so full of love and she asked herself how she didn't notice sooner.

"Zoro?", she casually continued, "You know, I was promised dinner..."

"Dinner?", he didn't catch on to her proposal immediately, which made her chuckle.

"Yeah... I don't think I should have to miss out just because I changed my mind"

Finally the pin dropped and a goofy smile lit up his features.

"I could eat", he said as he hopped off the barstool, helping (Y/N) down in the process.

With his hand on the small of her back he guided her towards the entrance.

"Oi, where you going?", Luffy yelled over to the two lovebirds when he noticed them leaving.

"Dinner", (Y/N) yelled back - a happy smile on her face.

"Oooh, dinner sounds good", he already was about to join the two when Nami held him back.

"Nope, leave them alone. Sanji can make us something back on the Sunny. Right Sanji-kun?", she knew how to play the cook to get what she wanted and of course the blonde man was like putty in her hands with the way he immediately started to assemble a possible menu for the crew. Nami only listened with one ear though - too occupied with patting herself on the back for successfully playing matchmaker.

Once outside, (Y/N) turned towards Zoro. That same happy smile that made his heart beat fast and his mind go blank still on her face. She laced her fingers with his calloused ones and decided she liked the feeling of it.

"So, where are we going?", he awkwardly asked. He still couldn't believe that this was really happening.

"I think I passed a nice little restaurant on the way here", she already pulled him with her towards the direction she remembered the restaurant to be. But then she stopped abruptly. She didn't want to overwhelm the poor guy but decided to press a sweet little kiss on his cheek anyways. A dreamy smile lit up his features and (Y/N) asked herself yet again how she never noticed how handsome the swordfighter was.

"I'm sorry for not noticing sooner", she almost whispered but Zoro didn't care at all. What mattered to him now was that he finally had the girl of his dreams right next to him, holding his hand.

"You should probably thank Nami though", (Y/N) continued, "If it weren't for her I'd probably still be oblivious..."

"Ugh, she already has such an inflated ego to begin with", he dismissed the thought - not wanting the red-head to boast about her achievement. In fact, he didn't even want to think about her at all at the moment. The only thing on his mind was getting (Y/N) to that restaurant and having dinner.

"C'mon let's go", he told her as he lead the way.

A soft chuckle disrupted his plans though.

"Zoro... the restaurant is the other way!"

[gouraminnow]

idk if you’ve already done this, but mind doing a ranking of the worst yanderes in op :p

Oooh I have not! Lets give it a shot.

So there will be two versions. First, if the darling is willing and second if not. TW for typical yandere shit and mentions of physical harm/abuse, though not detailed.

With a willing darling:

The WBP and Strawhats as a whole? Fantastic. You might never even know there's anything crazy lurking, any protectiveness likely to be attributed to their bond with you as their beloved crewmate. Yeah, they get violent, but it's usually if you're in danger and they do that for each other as well. Also included in this category is Sabo, Koala, Katakuri, Hancock, and Shanks.

Crewmates like Ace, Nami or Sanji may get visibly jealous, but they're more likely to get sulky than overtly violent unless the behavior of whoever they're whining about tips over the edge into something that makes YOU upset. As long as nothing like that happens, it's fine. Nami will be passive aggressive about it later though, and Ace still sulks until one of his older, more mature nakama rolls their eyes and tells him to get over it. Nothing happened, and you're still theirs.

Law is... hard for me to get a handle on, tbh. I think he pushes his feelings down and it takes a lot for him to say anything. Has the awareness to know the intensity of his feelings is probably bad, but can't help worrying over you. You notice that you aren't allowed to do much, and even if you're crushing on him(which is likely, bc hot tattooed doctor) you probably do not think he returns them at all. So you... also push things down.

Crocodile is another one who can be good to you, very much so- but you're much more likely to realize a bit more of what's under the surface. There's an incident. Someone gets a bit too close perhaps, and of course you're having none of it. You try to put space between you as politely as possible, and succeed- but the transgression is enough for Crocodile to deem this scum worthy of ridding himself (and you) of. You come to understand that you're on a leash with him, and that it's only so loose because you have yet to give him a reason to pull it tight.

The Kid Pirates... oof. If it's just Killer, you're good. You're set. Another one you may never know about. But if Kid is part of it... he's likely to get angry and have bouts of jealousy even if you DO want to be there. It's going to be a lot of assurance. Some isolation. There are eggshells to tiptoe around. But he and his crew will eviscerate anyone who bothers you, you get a bitchin' wardrobe as part of his crew and you get fluffy coat privileges. Soo... Pros and cons?

Doflamingo just sucks so so fucking bad no matter what. Sorry.

With an unwilling darling:

The Strawhats get to be just above the WBP here. They're the best option- you are unlikely to be pushed into anything overtly romantic unless you initiate it. They kind of... pretend nothing is wrong. You are never hurt (deliberately- you may break bones when Luffy launches himself on you) and while Sanji is... Sanji, you are never expected to reciprocate. You just... don't really get privacy. And most of the crew prefers to act like nothing's wrong and isolate you if you do something wrong. Their actions are framed for the sake of your safety if you complain, understanding but unwavering. Though it is funny when you try to make a break for it and Zoro gets hopelessly lost searching for you...

Koala can be a little bit… explosive. But she's sweet too, and you aren't isolated- probably moved somewhere under the RA that she visits whenever possible. She's loving, but can be a little huffy if you won't reciprocate. She doesn't want to even yell at you, let alone hurt you. You're pampered while she's gone, and when she's with you she wants to be held. Wants to do nice things that ease her stress with you. Spa treatment, massaging eachother, even just a domestic night in, but begrudgingly understands why you're so hesitant. Gets emotional whenever she returns to you.

The WBP are much firmer with you. There are rules. If it's romantic on their part, they do expect you to accept it, though adjustment is expected. Ace is the best possibility because he feels awful about it. You will get the most lenience from him. Thatch and Marco follow- Thatch dotes and suffocates in an attempt to get you to warm up, and Marco understands the psychological distress this puts you under and attempts to alleviate it. Gets others to back off if he notices things are just a little too much, but works with Thatch to drug you if your nerves keep you up. Izou is another who gives you space when it's all a bit too much, somewhere to unwind without the expectation to engage. You can vent to him, too, and he won't punish you for it as long as it's in this specific setting. Make a scene, though, and he's not as merciful. You're gagged after too many verbal outbursts, something horribly embarrassing that has you doing the isolating yourself, save from them visiting you. Too many escape attempts result in shackles- they won't hurt you unless you hurt them.

Sabo is... painfully nice. It really throws you off. Doting and loving, acting as if you want to be here, oh-so-patient it's maddening. You will have everything you need, but you'll be so lonely without him. This is deliberate, of course, anything to get you to lean into that touch, to cling to him... Sabo is honestly a good option, in terms of yanderes. Doesn't force you to be affectionate too quickly, but heaps it onto you. Good food, a nice room, but when he's on his missions which can take ages, he... doesn't let anyone see you directly. He has things delivered, of course he does, and a snail to call you with, but it's still maddening. He's this low partially because of the isolation and because he actually is willing to hurt you. It is an absolute last resort that he will put off as long as he can- but you don't have to hurt him to earn it. If you break out to many times, he'll break a leg. He doesn't want to though, and you are very unlikely to even be able to push him that far.

Law is... not good with feelings. I admittedly struggle with his characterization because of this- stoic characters are hard for me. He won't hurt you, not when his power works the way it does, but it's still distressing to be rendered into pieces. It's... kind of miserable. He knows this, and he isn't happy about it, but he won't let you go. Honestly might be the type of yandere to not keep you close, opting to do something similar to when he had his crew live in Zou during Dressrosa. He's that worried about his crew- how could he bear endangering someone he's utterly obsessed with? A strange one in that I can see him distancing himself even as a yandere. But I can also see him keep moving the goalpost in regards to what he sees as safe enough- meanwhile you're trapped in a tiny submarine room, rarely getting any sunlight... and if your inevitable depression leads to you clinging to him, that makes it even harder to pull away.

Crocodile is a constant, unyielding presence. You always know when he's there, and when he isn't, you still know that anything you do will get back to him. He expects your gratitude. You get a few inches of lenience in the beginning- being abducted and expected to play house with a man like him is jarring to say the least- but he isn't kind about it. Mocks you for being fearful, but won't punish you for it. You can tremble when you sit on his lap, light his cigars, rub his shoulders. You can get teary-eyed when he pulls you close, able to taste his cigars and scotch on your tongue when he kisses you, just don't be too loud in your displeasure. Escaping or talking back are met with punishments. Ah, ungrateful, are you? Then enjoy a few nights in the doghouse, without any of the luxuries he provides. Minimal food, scratchy clothes, no bedding, etc. It's nicer to love him isn't it?

Kid pirates... it's going to suck. If it's just Killer: he won't hurt you unless he absolutely feels he needs to. But Kid? Yeah, he's loud and mean and it's likely he killed whatever family/friends you had on the island/crew he pulled you from when he raided it. Even if Killer isn't part of the relationship, he's your saving grace as the only one who can get the guy to calm the fuck down. Kid isn't against hurting you, but prefers not to- harder to be affectionate with someone who can't be touched without aggravating a wound. He doesn't want you broken and your distress is completely expected. Kid isn't one for comfort, though. The best you get is time alone to cry. You'd think all he has is disdain for your tears if it weren't for the way he huffs, and tosses his big coat over you before stomping away. Kid has his moments, and gets better the longer you stay, but... it's never good.

Doflamingo is still Doflamingo. He's the worst.

[hummingbird24220]

Love at First Punch - Various!One-Piece x Reader - Chapter One - Introductions

Hello! This is one of my (many) One Piece drabble kind of fics ive had in the ol noggin for a while. Not really any plot, more of a constant theme - Fluff and fun type stuff. Innuendos and flirting. Going to try and update every Monday, Wednesday and Friday :3

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The battlefield was chaos. A typical town-busting bar brawl turned full-blown street fight. It started with a spilled drink, a few insults, and a poorly timed grope that earned some sleazebag a broken nose. But now? Now fists were flying, chairs were breaking, and in the midst of it all—laughing, dodging, and deliberately taking hits—was you.

A particularly large brute swung his meaty fist at you. You could have dodged it easily, but where was the fun in that? You braced, let the impact land square on your cheek, and staggered back with a sharp inhale.

"Oof—" You bit your lip. "That one had some weight to it. Nice."

The man paled. Most people would be on the ground crying, but you? You were smiling. Your eyes were gleaming, breath a little hitched from the pure thrill of it.

"W-what the hell?" he muttered, stepping back as if you were the one to be afraid of.

"Oh, don't stop now," you teased, rolling your shoulders. "You've got a good arm. Ever consider putting that to better use?"

His face twisted in confusion before a chair came flying from the side, narrowly missing you. Someone else in the fight hadn't even been aiming, but that didn't matter. You caught the wooden leg midair and snapped it over your knee, laughing.

That's when you noticed them.

The Straw Hats.

They were at a table on the far side of the tavern, watching the brawl with a mix of amusement and disbelief. The swordsman—Roronoa Zoro—had his arms crossed, looking vaguely entertained but unimpressed. Nami was already rubbing her temples like she wanted no part of this, while Usopp was practically hiding behind Sanji. The cook, meanwhile, had his cigarette hanging from his lips, brows raised in what might have been intrigue.

And then there was Luffy.

His wide, excited grin matched yours. He was enjoying the show.

You winked at him before dodging another sloppy punch and slamming your fist into someone's gut. They folded like a sack of potatoes.

Luffy's grin widened.

"Oi, this one's kinda funny," he said, leaning toward Zoro. "She's just letting them hit her!"

Zoro snorted. "Yeah, and enjoying it way too much."

"Maybe she's just got a lot of endurance," Sanji mused, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Oh, I've got endurance alright," you purred, catching another punch with your palm. "You wanna test it out?"

Sanji choked. Usopp wheezed. Even Zoro's eyebrow twitched.

Before Sanji could splutter a response, the last guy standing swung a metal pipe at your side. You could have dodged—should have dodged—but instead, you turned into it, letting the impact land with a satisfying thud. You let out a happy laugh.

The room went silent.

Nami dropped her face into her hands. "Oh my god."

Usopp looked traumatized. "Did she just—"

Sanji had gone completely red, somewhere between scandalized and fascinated.

Even Zoro looked like he wasn't sure whether to laugh or leave.

Luffy, though?

He cackled.

"HA! You're weird—I like you!" he said, pointing at you.

You grinned, shaking off the hit like it was nothing. "Oh? Does that mean you'll be buying me dinner first?"

Luffy tilted his head. "Huh?"

Sanji smacked a hand over his eyes. "Please. For the love of all that is holy. Stop talking."

But you only laughed, stretching your arms over your head, feeling the ache settle in. Damn, that had been fun. The last poor guy standing was out cold, and the brawl had fizzled out, people too distracted by your antics to keep throwing punches.

You turned back to the Straw Hats, planting your hands on your hips. "So, what's a crew like yours doing in a place like this?"

Luffy tilted his head, still grinning. "Looking for strong people to join our crew."

"Oh?" Your eyes gleamed. "That so? What's the pay like?"

Luffy blinked. "Uh... food?"

You hummed, pretending to think it over. A pirate crew, a fight-happy captain, and a ship full of interesting people? Oh, this had potential.

"Well," you purred, "if you're willing to give me some test runs first, I might consider it."

Usopp dropped his drink.

Sanji looked ready to either die or propose.

Zoro just sighed. "We're gonna regret this."

Luffy, however, just grinned.

You had a feeling this was the beginning of something very fun.

[thelittlestoflives]

The Cook and the Chronicler

just another lil instalment in my sanji x chronicler!reader series!! in which the rest of the crew finds out about the two of them hehe

tell me what you guys think!! the love you've shown for my other two silly fics has brought me more joy than you know

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sanji x strawhat!reader

no warnings unless you don't like swearing lolll, couple uses of YN, just self indulgent fluff

wc: 2k

“I don’t get it,” the swordsman grunted as the two of you sparred on deck. 

“You’re gonna have to narrow that down for me,” you say through panting breaths, Zoro never was one for taking it easy on you. “I’m sure there’s lots you don’t get.”

He barked out a laugh, narrowing his eyes and sweeping your feet out from under you. You landed with a soft oof. 

“You and that damn chef. That’s what I don’t get.” 

You lay on your back trying to catch your breath. “What’s to get?”

He shrugged. “Dunno. He’s just so annoying I don’t know how you can stand to spend time with him.”

You sat up with a small groan and looked at your crewmate with a frown. “Who says I spend time with him?”

Zoro rolled his eyes but held out his hand to help you, which you gratefully accepted, taking a sip of water once you were standing. 

“Oh, come off it, Chronicler. Do you think I’m stupid?” And upon seeing the smirk on your face followed up with: “Don’t answer that, you little shit.” 

You crossed your arms and looked up at him. “I don’t know what you mean.” 

At this stage, you and Sanji didn’t exactly have a label for what you were. Sure, you spent most (all) of your nights curled up beside him and sure, your eyes always looked for him no matter the situation you and your crew found yourselves in, but like… It wasn’t anything of concern for anyone else.

“It’s not like I care or anything,” Zoro countered, copying your stance. “But we’ve all noticed that curly brows is less…” 

“Flamboyantly flirty?” You offer.

“Irritating, annoying, insufferable, enough that I could gouge my other eye out. But not by much.”

It was true that Sanji had become a more subdued version of himself. No longer did he feel any desire to flirt shamelessly with Robin, Nami, or any beautiful women they came across on various islands. That’s because he had you. Why on earth would his attentions divert anywhere else?

Zoro raised an eyebrow. “For someone who never shuts up, you’ve gone very quiet.” 

“Well, ever thought maybe you’ve just gone soft and you actually might like the guy?”

He snorted. “No.” 

You roll your eyes. “Whatever. Don’t see what business of yours it is anyway.”

He had a complete shit-eating grin on his face. “Struck a nerve, have I?”

“Shut up!”

“You’re in love with the waiter!”

You glare at him, but all witty comebacks die on your tongue. After all, he wasn’t wrong. You stuck your tongue out at him and flipped him off which he scoffed at, and made your way to the bathroom to wash your sweaty, post-training body. 

Before you could step out of the bathroom, however, your way was blocked by an arm. “So, were you ever gonna tell me or did I have to find out from Usopp?!” Nami looked at you half-glaring, half-smirking.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you feign innocence, drying your hair with your towel.

“Hey! I thought we were friends!” She actually looked kind of hurt, and a pang of guilt jolted you. “I wish you came to me at the start!”

“Nami, you know I adore you, right?” 

She nods.

“And if I had come to you and said I was seeing Sanji, would you or would you not have tried to talk me out of it?”

She paused, thinking. “Okay, yeah. I probably would’ve. So?!”

“What do you mean ‘so’?!” 

Nami sighed. “Fair enough, I guess. But… Urgh, why him? Of all people! I love him like I love all of the crew but… Him? And besides, I thought you said you had sworn off of romance!”

You at least had the decency to look bashful. “Yeah, I did say that. Trust me, I didn’t plan for this. We just... I dunno, we see each other. Like, really see each other.”

“Ugh.” She pinched her nose and sighed. “Well, if nothing else, you both do seem happier. And he’s not as… Sanji-esque anymore, so I suppose that’s something.”

“See!” You said brightly, hugging her despite her protests that your hair was too wet. “Only good things can come of this, right? Now, if you excuse me, I think I need to have a little word with Usopp…”

“He’s up on deck with Chopper. Don’t go easy on him,” she grins, everything forgiven. “He’s telling everyone.”

Hair still wet, you march above deck to have a word with Mr Shit-Stirrer himself.

“Usopp!” You yell. There’s the sound of feet scrambling. “You can’t hide, you know.”

He steps out looking shameful. “Oh, hi YN. I wasn’t hiding at all, I promise! If I wanted to hide you’d never find me.”

Chopper came out behind him, looking confused. “Then why did you say ‘quick, I gotta hide’?”

Usopp laughed nervously. “That doesn’t sound like something I’d say.”

“But, you did! Is it because you’re telling everyone you saw Sanji and-” 

Usopp swiftly pushes Chopper away, much to the little reindeer’s dismay.

You groan and cross your arms. “What are you telling everyone?”

He crossed his arms defiantly too. “Nothing.”

“Usopp…” You warn.

“I’m not telling anyone anything that isn’t true!”

Chopper came back over and hid behind your legs. “He says he saw you two kissing in the kitchen last night,” he giggled. 

Your face flushed red. “Did he now? Thank you, Chopper.” You pat his head and he looks gleefully at Usopp who is glaring daggers at him.

He probably did see you kissing in the kitchen last night. It had been a few months since the two of you had started having your little midnight rendezvous, and you were definitely being less careful. It was kind of impressive how the others had only now started to notice.

“Well, I did!” Usopp protests.

“And you had to tell everyone?!” You hiss.

He cowers at your tone, beginning to look guilty. “I’m sorry YN! Forgive me!” 

“We’ll see,” you say before heading back to the girls’ quarters. You can hear Chopper and Usopp bickering behind you.

You enter the room with a sigh, leaning against the door. Robin sits on her bed reading a book.

“YN?” She asks with concern. “What’s wrong? Is it because Usopp is telling everyone about you and Sanji?” 

You bang your head against the door. “So he told you too then?”

She shakes her head. “No. I’ve known for a while.”

You gape at her. “Uh… What?”

“I heard you creeping out at night and saw Sanji bringing you back to bed one morning. Plus, he’s been slightly, hmm, less…”

“Less Sanji, so I’ve heard,” you sigh again. 

“Why does it matter if everyone knows?” she asks as she closes her book.

You sit down on your bed and face her. “It doesn’t. I don’t know. It just felt very… Special. Secret. It only belonged to us, and now it belongs to everyone.”

She nodded thoughtfully. “I see. So it feels less sacred now? Like you’re sharing it with everyone else?”

“I guess so.” 

“Have you spoken to him about it?”

You shake your head.

“Well, I suggest you go to the kitchen and talk about it with him. He might make you feel better.” 

“You’re right, as usual,” you stand up and check yourself in the mirror. “I can’t believe you’ve known this whole time and didn’t say a word.” 

She smiles slyly. “You’d be amazed at the things I know and don’t tell.” 

“You’re scary, I love that.” 

For whatever reason, you were nervous on that walk to the kitchen. You could hear the sound of knives chopping and Sanji humming to himself as you stood at the door, trying to build the courage to enter. With a breath, you push the door open.

The blonde chef turned around, ready to yell at Luffy for trying to come in before dinner was ready, his face softening exponentially as he saw it was you.

“Mon amour!” he said in a hushed voice, moving towards you to press a kiss to your head. His sleeves were rolled up at the elbow and he looked the way he did when he got lost in his cooking. 

“Hey, Sanj,” you greet him, nerves dissipating as you look up into his face.

“Come, you have to try this!” He grabbed your hand and pulled you to the stove, lifting a spoon up to your mouth. As always, it was delicious and you made sure he knew.

His face brightened so much you thought he might burst. “So, sweetheart, what’s on your mind?” He asks, brushing your hair off your face. He could read you so well now.

“Well… Usopp saw us in the kitchen last night and told everyone so now they all know about us,” you say, inwardly cringing. “And I don’t know how I feel about it.”

Sanji’s face fell slightly. “I see. Are you…” He cleared his throat. “Embarrassed? Of… Me?” 

Your face twisted into one of horror. “Oh god, no! No! Not at all!” You reach up to hold his face, looking into his eyes. “I could never be embarrassed of you. Don’t be silly, Sanj!” 

You could’ve cried at the look of relief on his face.

“I don’t know how I feel about it because it was so special and uniquely ours, and now it’s some bit of gossip. I just feel like… What we have is so… It transcends anything, and it feels a disservice for it to be spoken about by anyone else.” You’re still holding his face gently, rubbing small circles with your thumb, his hands settled on your waist.

His face blossomed into a lovesick expression, and he looked like he might swoon. “I never tire of hearing how you feel about me,” he murmurs. “It blows me away every time.” His hands creep from your waist to your back as he peppers your face with kisses. “You really feel so strongly for me that the thought of others knowing hurts you. Mon cherie, I will never understand why you chose me, but will forever be grateful.” 

All your concerns floated away like dandelions in the wind. Why would you ever be worried that others knowing would take away from what you had with this man? 

“Let them know,” he proclaimed softly into your hair as he pressed another kiss. “Let them all know! Let every damn pirate crew know of the Strawhat Cook and Chronicler. Let them sing songs about our love for generations to come. In fact, I want everyone in this shitty world to know!” He picked you up and twirled you around as you laughed. He raised his voice. “Hear that, everyone? Me and YN are together!”

He put you down and put his fingers under your chin, tilting your face up to his.

“My darling YN… No one else matters to me, but you. That said,” he kissed your nose softly. “God, I’m glad everyone knows you’re mine.”

His lips meet yours in a passionate kiss, hot and desperate. His mouth was greedy, time slowed down around you both, as it always did. Your hands tangled in his hair and he groaned into your mouth,

“Sanjiiii, I’m hungry!” Came a whine behind the two of you as you both whipped around. “Oh, hey YN. Anyway, when’s dinner? I think I’m going to die of hunger.”

“GET OUT!” Sanji yelled, reaching behind him and throwing an empty pot in Luffy’s direction. “It’s ready when it’s ready!” 

Luffy pouts and leaves the room. You and Sanji turn to look at each other, faces flushed both from the kiss and being caught. Then you both burst into laughter, and once again he pulled you to him.

“I love you, Sanj,” you whisper.

His eyes well with tears of joy, your sweet, lovesick cook.

“I love you more, darling YN.”