#brooke's being boring

[bangbangfire]

MASS EFFECT 3: CITADEL.

[tech-obssessed-shark]

ALL ONE PIECE CHARACTERS ARE IDIOTS

that's why love them hehe

only for these silly dudes would I watch 1000 episodes

[lohstandfound]

Thinking about DNA again

Leah and Phil. Mark and Jan. John Tate, Cathy and Richard.

These relationships specifically

[genderless-naper]

candle shopping

trafalgar law x strawhat!reader

smut! a lil ooc rough law hehe

nsfw, wc: 3.4k, lowercase intended !

a boring day on the sunny draws law to go ‘candle shopping’ from your personal collection. it accidentally escalates to something deeper than meant to be

being stuck on a ship in the middle of the ocean with the strawhats was not the most ideal for law. they were loud, obnoxious, and have no concept of personal space. law would often find himself locked away in rooms to find some peace and quite from the hectic crew.

the only strawhat he could bear being around was you. you had the personality to match with the others humors, but he would discover a completely different side whenever he found himself on the deck at night starring at you while you rambled about how endless the sea was. he could have spent the time lost away in books, but in reality he didnt mind exchanging his time with you. that was more than he could say about any of the strawhats.

law knew something was wrong with him when he looked forward to seeing you during breakfast. the way you appeared in his view made made his mind generate hundreds of thoughts at once. sometimes he would curse himself and avoid looking at you all together. this tactic didnt last long since you were always asking him something.

“hey law do you need any sugar for your coffee?” you held out the small container with sugar cubes

he never added sugar in his coffee, but how could he resist when you asked him so earnestly? how could he say no when you made the effort to think about him?

he took two and added them to his cup as he watched you make jokes with luffy about eating sea monsters for lunch. he was starring at you again before he realized it.

you on the other hand were no stranger to how the surgeon was the slightest bit friendlier to you. he didnt immediately leave when you approached him like when others did. hell, he actually made an effort to converse with you when you said something.

during one uneventful afternoon laying on the lawn you decided to check on your friends to see if they were doing anything interesting. you found luffy, usopp, and chopper fishing at the side of the sunny. their activity seemed more boredom-inducing than yours. you found zoro doing his usual 2000 pushups which were apart of his training routine. you found sanji prepping vegetables for his next meal. you saw nami and robin enjoying the weather laying on chairs on the deck. you found brook cleaning his violin while being told an ailen story by franky. everyones activities just seemed uneventful. you thought of your next stop on your checking-in-with-friends train.

knowing where to find the last subject, you headed to the library of the sunny. you found law nose-deep in some mundane book.

“he’s probably the most uninteresting person to check up on.” you thought to yourself. law heard the door open. he simply didn’t care enough to look up to know who entered, or give a thought of acknowledgment when the unknown person approached him. he only withdraws from his book when you sit next to him asking how his day was. you rambled on about how bored you were and how the crew had nothing fun to do.

at this point law would usually get up and go somewhere else secluded to finish his book. he wanted to, but something was holding him back. maybe it was the way you talked, or the way your hair fell perfectly over your shoulders, or how your confidence radiated when you held his eye contact. he would never admit how he would give anything just to hear you say his name on a loop. it made him feel special.

and yet he pushed those feelings deep into his abyss when he replied, trying to sound as cold as possible, “i honestly dont care. im busy so leave me alone” law was expecting you to be offended or leave. the last thing he thought he would hear was you bursting into laughter.

‘did i say something embarrassing?’ he thought to himself trying to retrace his words exactly.

you shook your head and tossed his book to the side while replying,

“all this reading has made you become the most boring person on this ship! who cares about some variant-strand of a virus whose last infection was recorded 200 years ago?” he kept a cool expression on his face.

you were desperate to find something entertaining to do. realizing how dimly lit the library could be you thought back to your candle stash you kept which had varieties of scents.

“hey, do you like candles?” you asked the raven haired man.

law raised an eyebrow suspiciously, “candles? why would you ask that?”

you lit up finally finding an activity to pass the time with. you grabbed his hand and pulled him to the girls cabin, “lets take you candle shopping!”

this was laws first time entering the girls cabin of the ship. he never had a reason to. he was quite surprised to see how much more spacious, cleaner, and taken care of it was compared to the boys. your bed was made, and it looked like heaven to the heavily sleepy-induced doctor who constantly disregarded his insomniac habits.

you rummaged under your bed and pulled out a bag with different colors and sizes of candles. you put the bag on your bed and pulled out candles one by one.

law stared in an utter state of confusion. you popped the top off of one and handed it to him, “smell this and see if you like it”

at first the doctor quietly refused, trying to hand the candle back so he could go back to reading. you huffed and dragged him to sit on your bed, “if youre gonna coop yourself in that library all day like a chicken you might as well take a candle with you. its so dimly lit i dont get how you can read at night. now find one that you like! dont worry i wont charge you.” you winked playfully at the doctor

law fought the blood threatening to rise to his cheeks. he gave up and started ‘candle shopping’ through your pile. he smelt some that were vanilla heavy, fruit heavy, lavender heavy, tobacco heavy (he hated that one specifically), and more. they all left him feeling unimpressed.

you thought for what the man sitting next to you would enjoy. you grabbed another candle that was a shade of deep green. you read the label and handed it to him. “this one has notes of deep forest, sandalwood, and fresh spring water.” law smelt it not expecting much.

he was pleasantly surprised to find how he actually liked this scent. you were excited to see if he found a candle that fit his interests, “do you like that one? should i light it for you??”

he saw at your excitement radiating off of you. how could he say no when you went to the extent to find him something he liked? how could he say no when you cared this much about him? he silently handed the candle back.

you cleared away the other rejected candles and got off your bed. you ordered law to lay down as you lit the candle carefully, “you need to relax to be able to fully enjoy the energy it offers! try to get comfortable.”

he was astonished at your directness, “you want me to.. lay down on your bed? it’s made and ill just get it messy.”

you shook your head and pushed him to lay down. you carefully placed the candle on the floor right next to the bed, “close your eyes and really try to relax trafalgar”

he felt a warm sensation spread in his stomach when you said his name. he was left with no choice but to close his eyes. the scent of the wax filled the room gradually. it wasn’t a scent that was overpowering. he could still smell you on your sheets with the candle’s notes lingering in the background.

you stay quite as you watched the once stoic man fade into a state of relaxation. you were feeling proud of your succession.

law heard footsteps starting to approach the door of the cabin followed by laughter of the other two female members. his once relaxed state quickly washed away not wanting to be caught. he wasn’t just in the girls cabin. he was in your bed. who knows what the strawhats would think of him? he gave you a look of alarm.

as the cabin knob twisted you quickly jumped into bed and pulled the covers up. you were on your side with your back facing the door trying your best to conceal the tattooed man. your legs were practically tangled with each other. mere centimeters was the distance between your faces. you shushed him quietly and pushed him slightly lower while hiding his hat under your bed.

the door opened as the two females walked in. nami saw you in bed and wondered what was wrong, “hey y/n is everything okay?”

nico robin hummed, “its not like you to be in bed in the middle of the day”

you faked a cough trying to convince them of you feeling unwell, “i just wanted to lay down for a bit.”

nami replies, “if you want me to ask sanji to make you some soup then let me know”

you okay’d a response back to her.

law wished he activated his powers before becoming stuck in this predicament. he wished he never got sucked into your side quest. he wish he could be able to say no to you. maybe then he wouldn’t have been stuck hiding in bed with you. his hand was naturally placed on your waist as you had left your hand in his hair after trying to push him down. the position was dangerous for him. he looked up at you while you flashed apologetic looks.

you finally noticed your hand slightly tangled in his hair. you tried to move it to make the position less awkward. moving it a few centimeters before opting to return it to its original position to avoid attention being drawn to you. the feeling of your fingers trying to move yet returning back to him made his mind blank out. his eyes turned half lidded as the forestry scent was of the candle made him slightly sink into you. dangerously closer than ever.

you took in every feature of the man right before you. you quietly moved your thumb from the roots of his hair to trace his facial features softly. you dont know what came over you. you ran your thumb lightly across his eyebrow, his nose bridge, then cheek bone, and finally to his lip. you hesitate, resting your thumb on his lower lip, not daring to move it any further.

laws gaze had changed from its previous cold appearance. he looked different from before, as if he wanted you to continue. he needed you to admire his features just like how he admired yours every moment he saw you. both your desperations climbed in attempt to keep quiet. his hold on your waist pulled you ever so slightly closer to him. enough hoping you wouldn’t notice. you continued to slowly trace his lower lip, pulling down on it slightly to see how far he would really let you take it.

he shot you a dangerously possessive gaze. it was his turn to return the act. he slowly ran his once resting hand down your waist and down your thigh. your curves fitting perfectly in his hand. he gripped your thigh slightly, which earned a surprised gasp from you.

nami looked back over, completely oblivious to the unsuspecting man in bed with you, “are you sure you’re okay y/n..?”

you responded quicker than you liked to admit, trying to hide the panic in your voice, “im fine really! just a bit of a headache i guess. ill be fine once i take a nap.” you glanced back down at the raven-haired man who pressed a ghosting kiss against your thumb.

you felt your heart skip a beat as your body’s heat started to rise. you couldn’t believe how daring he’s trying to show you he could be. any moment other than now would’ve been better to see.

you try to move your legs to untangle them from the man in front of you. you bit your lip as you felt your thigh brush harshly against law in between his legs. you freeze while you feel him harden slightly; member pressing back onto your thigh.

law tried his best for fight these sensations, but it was difficult when all you did was light his body on fire every time you moved. the warm sensation in his stomach from earlier growing into a blaze. he mouthed words at you carefully quiet, ‘don’t move’

you smirk once you realize the position you were in. you were towering over law as he looks at you with eyes which showed slight desperation. you kept tracing his lower lip as you continued to push your thigh against his growing member. you wanted to be the sole reason he fought to make any noise in that moment.

law cursed you silently in his head. he gripped your thigh while digging his fingertips into your skin. he shot you a now threatening look. knowing what you were doing and how you deliberately were doing it to get a kick out of him drove him insane.

he could easily take control of the power dynamic now in place if it hadn’t been for the women still in the room. he knew you were taking advantage of the situation. he fought a growl as you trailed your hand from his lip to the collar of his shirt. playing with it innocently while devilishly tormenting the man with your thigh drove you to feel your stomach blaze as well.

the two women bid their farewells as they left the cabin shutting the door behind them. you felt a sense of relief wash over you, but were pulled back into reality when law grabs your ass while slightly grinding himself on your thigh to feel some relief.

he spoke words of venom to you, “you’re gonna regret this y/n..”

you tilt his chin up to you, reminding him of the power dynamic still in place, “who says i don’t want this?” your words sweet like honey.

law looks back at the door to make sure no more disturbances would bother his current moment with you. he flipped you onto your back and towered over you. hands between your head to support himself.

he leaned down to your ear and spoke while smirking, “now its my turn to see how quiet you can be”

your eyes widen once you see the position you were in. the blaze in your body abandoned any rational thinking you had at that moment. you pulled the man down into a sloppy kiss as you tug up on his shirt desperately trying to expose his body.

he pulled the shirt off mid kiss then worked on taking this belt off. you whined for him to hurry while the desperate between your legs painstakingly grew with each passing second. you both pushed the rest of your clothes off in an attempt to not waste anymore time.

law grabbed his member with a slight groan, “look at what you did to me y/n..”

you couldnt help but feel proud of being able to draw this side of law out. not too long ago he was a mysterious identity on the ship. now he was just mere seconds away from fucking your mind out of you.

he opened pushed open your legs and ripped your panties to the side to give himself more accessibility. you pulled him closer in a desperate attempt to get his member in you. he chuckled deeply at your failed attempt.

he flashed his golden eyes up and down your body, “i should make you wait for being such a tease..”

you shook your head fast. ecstasy completely taking over all your sense, “i didn’t mean to do all tha-“

“you still did it y/n” he shot back lowly, “i want you to beg for me” he smiled sadistically down at you.

desperation on your mind left you no other choice, “please law..”

he raised a brow unimpressed, “thats it? i know you can give me more than y/n” he slowly moved the head of his member up and down your wet folds to tease you.

you shut your eyes as you spewed a line of noncomprehensive begs. you didn’t even understand what you were saying at that point.

once satisfied with your obvious desperation on display law slowly pushed himself into you. the way he disappeared into you made his stomach do flips. your warmth completely captivating him.

you let out a quiet moan as you grip his tattooed biceps. you begged him for more.

every whine and beg drove law further off the edge. granting your wish he started his pace. it was a slow motion which picked up into a faster, harsher rhythm.

law was fascinated with how well your body took him in. every time he pulls to almost abandon your hole you take him back in fully. your moans starting to pick up as the man above you tries to fuck sense back into you, “you think you can pull stunts like that and get away with it?” he grunts in your ear, trying to suppress his own moans.

the slapping of skin becoming louder with every snap of laws hips hitting you. his rhythm, once steady and strong, starts to falter and get sloppy. your own blaze turning into a burning fire reaching the depths of your stomach. you slapped a hand over your mouth to mask the loud moans escaping your lips. law pushes your hand away and pulls you into a messy kiss while taking in every moan you gave to him. you dig your nails into his shoulders indicating you were climbing fast to your high.

the man above you fucks into you with a rough pace. he made the mistake of looking down at your eyes. the way they glossed over with ecstasy and your eyebrows taking shape of desperation made law lose his rhythm completely. he just vigorously pushed into you chasing his own high. he wanted to take a picture of your sight before him. he knew the way you looked at him would burn into his memory forever. you moaned his name while repeating how close you were. unable to suppress his own moans he started to repeat your name back to you. both your names rolling off each others tongues so effortlessly.

the knot in your stomach pulled so tightly. you felt the harsh waves of ecstasy hit you as your orgasm forces itself onto you. you dig your nails into law while he covers your mouth with his hand. the sight of you moaning mindlessly because of him was enough for his knot to pull. he knew he was dangerously close as well. he continued to fuck into you to chase his high. the overstimulation causing your eyes to roll back slightly.

the sight caused laws own orgasm to hit him faster than he imagined. he pulled out quickly and released himself onto your stomach. he collapsed next to you as you both pant to regain your breaths. he stares at your messy hair, plump lips, and how your chest rises and falls. he’d be lying to himself he if he didn’t want to experience seeing you like this all the time. with sweat glistening both your tired bodies he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close to him.

he mumbles to you tiredly, “you dont know how long ive been wanting to do that..”

you giggle as you ease into him, “then you should’ve done it earlier”

the crackling of the candle returns you to your senses, “its good we lit a candle before hand..” you laugh tiredly at the ironic situation.

he rolls his eyes while the corner of his lips tug up slightly. he grabbed your chin and kissed you passionately to make up for all the sloppy kisses he gave earlier(he just wants your lips on his any way possible). you cup his cheek and deepen the kiss while smiling. law feels you smiling into the kiss, and it causes him to smile a bit more than he usually would.

even he’d admit that ‘candle shopping’ maybe wasn’t the worst thing in the world.

you can find pt.2 here!

[lvmimis]

“So which one is it again?”

Luffy’s head rests on his hands, and his straw hat, carefully placed forward on the top of his head to stop it from creasing, almost covers his eyes, but you can see him glance upwards at the sky. Robin pauses at the sound of Luffy’s loud outburst, and you tense, your own head placed against his chest, but she smiles, starting over her guided tour. 

In the midst of all the adventure, it can be hard to steal away small moments like this, but as a crew you’ve managed to carve a night of calm in the treacherous Blue, and thus, the lot of you are sprawled haphazardly on the lawn of the Thousand Sunny, gazing at the stars. Even though Nami is the navigator and perhaps knows the stars just as well as Robin does, she lets the latter speak in her soothing voice to demonstrate where to look.

Robin sprouts her helping hands on Luffy’s free shoulder, and has it point. You and Luffy’s mouths draw open in unison as you follow the direction - you have to admit that you were confused as well - to one of the brightest stars in the sky.

“It’s not the brightest star in the galaxy, but it stands out,” she adds. Nami, from just a few feet away, sitting upright with her knees pulled to her chest hums in assent.

Chopper and Usopp make sounds of amazement, laying practically head to head on the grass, as Robin continues to guide you all through the Big Dipper, then point out other visible constellations. Zoro and Sanji have just gotten over arguing about whether or not they saw a shooting star first, and thus have fallen silent, the plume of smoke from Sanji’s cigarette rising high in the air. When you glance over, you’re surprised Zoro hasn’t yet fallen asleep. Jinbe IS asleep, still posed upright and cross legged in his seat, his arms crossed over his chest, and Brook sips tea quietly right next to him.

Luffy doesn’t ask another question, and you wonder if he’s bored, his attention span being one of the shortest things you’ve ever seen, but he reaches over and squeezes your hand. It’s an idle action, and when you turn to him, you realize he hasn’t even noticed that he’s done it, so you focus your attention back on the sky.

The stars twinkle and watch you, spectating your small little crew just as fervently as you watch them. Your chest rises and falls with every breath, the air filled salt and sky dust and the love between your crew.

The North Star always points North.

Your head repositions itself to rest in the space over his heart, your free hand on his stomach. He seems to let you sink closer into him and lets out a deeper sigh, filled with contentment. The sound of his heartbeat also guides you, another reorienting force.

“Do you see it?” he whispers to you.

“Yeah,” you whisper back. Your free hand points to the sky and he watches carefully, then sets his gaze back on you. “What?” you ask.

He doesn’t say anything for a moment, realizing he doesn’t have anything to say for why he’s suddenly looking at you with so much interest, then presses his lips gently on your forehead. The kiss is perhaps a little too long - one, then two full seconds, as though he forgets himself in the touch.

But then he turns back to the sky, and so do you.

The stars seem a bit brighter, a bit more curious as they look back at you.

Polaris is always North, the two of you are always Love and your crew is always Everlasting Friendship.

[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

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Could I request an ASL headcanons of them trying to make their fem s/o smile? A short summary is that their s/o had trauma and is now incapable of showing any emotions, nor they could smile now. I like to imagine that Luffy made it his life goal to atleast see her smile at him for once but can you also add Ace and Sabo?

Absolutely~ I'm sorry but i personally don't like headcanons so i wrote three scenarios, i hope it's still okay🙏

One Piece Scenario:

WHEN THEY TRY TO MAKE THEIR S/O SMILE

- Luffy Ace and Sabo x Reader -

Warnings: FEM!R, use of Y/n, fluff + angst, implied trauma but nothing is described, you can imagine whatever you want. Sabo's story is long, (they're all long but his one is longer) i'm sorry, hope it doesn't bore you.

English is not my first language so feel free to correct me.

LUFFY (feat. the Strawhat crew)

Luffy had asked you to join his crew because he had immediately seen the potential you kept hidden, even if he didn't even know you. Your meeting was totally coincidental, but we know what Luffy is like, don't we? Once he makes a decision, there is no going back.

So you had abandoned everything to join the straw hats, because honestly, you believed that now, after what you had experienced, you had nothing left to lose. Although some members of the crew weren't totally convinced of you at the beginning, like Nami and Zoro, in a short time you managed to get used to it and all your new companions accepted you into their family without problems.

But there was one detail that hadn't escaped any of them and that was that you had never shown them your emotions. The only ones you expressed were the negative ones, like anger and sadness, but NEVER had the Strawhats seen you smile.

It was as if it were impossible for you to do so, as if your lips had been paralyzed in the same position for years, never curling upwards and never showing your teeth. You always tried to express your gratitude towards your crewmates with words, but by now you knew that you no longer had the ability to feel the joy that had been deprived of you in the past.

And although your friends had understood and accepted it, although some like Robin, Nami and Chopper had tried to take you aside and talk to you, but in vain, there was still one person who still hadn't lost heart.

Luffy still didn't understand why he never saw you smile when Zoro and Sanji were arguing like children, when Usopp and Chopper were whining in fear over something stupid or when Nami punched Brook because he wanted to see her panties. It was impossible! Smiling and being happy was something that came naturally, so why couldn't you do it?

And that was exactly what he asked you in person.

"Y/n, why do you never smile?" he asked you one day, catching you off guard.

Before you could even answer him, someone punched him in the head.

SBONK!

"DOES THIS SEEM TO BE A QUESTION TO ASK?!" Sanji and Nami's voices chorused behind him.

"Oww..." Luffy moaned in pain. "But what did i do?"

The two dragged him away, into the kitchen, under your confused eyes.

And after they had given him a long lecture about how he had the touch of an elephant in a glass shop, they then explained to him how things were. Luffy understood, but at the same time he still didn't.

"But it's unfair! How can she not feel happiness? It's impossible!"

"Luffy..." Nami sighed. "We understand that you are worried about her, in fact we all are, but this is something that should be taken with caution. It was what Y/n went through in the past that made her like this"

"We would all love to see a smile on sweet Y/n's face, but i don't think that will happen anytime soon" Sanji said, then took a drag of his cigarette sadly.

It was at that moment that Luffy automatically gave himself a personal mission and that was to make you happy again. Because he thought it was unfair that you couldn't feel the emotions everyone else felt, you didn't deserve this.

He loved you more than anything and just wanted to share his joy with you.

-

"Hey Y/n!" Luffy called to you waving a hand and you closed the book you were reading to pay attention to him.

Your captain gave you a huge smile, which you didn't return, but he didn't give up.

"Look what i can do!"

He squeezed his nose between two fingers and then pulled it forward, making it lengthen a few centimeters and he did the same with his ears and lips. Then he began to tie his rubbery skin as if it were a bow, only it all came out as just a funny face or a messy bow.

"Ta-da!"

You looked at him in silence for a few seconds, blinking, while Robin who was nearby smiled amusedly.

"It's funny, Luffy" you then said, reopening your book.

"Really??" Luffy asked you, his voice muffled by the knot he had created with his nose.

You nodded.

"Really. You're very funny"

Luffy smiled, satisfied with his work. He knew your tone wasn't ironic, you weren't making fun of him. You really appreciated his childish gestures and even though you thought you would've never been able to feel happiness again, being with Luffy lightened your heart and made you feel good.

And Luffy took your monotonous words as a gesture of encouragement to keep going. He would have made it, he absolutely HAD to make it.

-

"And then i stuffed all the food in my mouth and ran away. There was Smoker chasing me and Ace was chasing Smoker! Only i didn't realize that when i entered the inn, i had pushed them both into the wall. I was too hungry, i couldn't take it anymore!" Luffy started laughing, throwing his head back and you looked at him.

"You're such a careless Luffy" you told him. "You risk getting into some serious trouble if you're not careful"

"Shishishi! But it's a funny story, isn't it? It's a shame you weren't there. Alabasta was beautiful, but it was too hot"

Luffy started laughing again, while you went back to watching the sun set on the horizon, from sitting on the figurehead of the Sunny.

Yes, it was a funny story and you weren't too surprised by Luffy's reckless behavior and how he talked as if there was nothing to worry about. It was fun.

-

Time passed and Luffy never gave up.

None of the crew told him that perhaps it was better to end it, that it wasn't worth it anymore, that it was useless. No, Luffy would've never stopped. He was stubborn and that was what you and the others admired about him as your captain.

And then, if for them it seemed that there was no progress, Luffy instead was convinced that he had seen your lips lift one day. Even though it was very small, almost imperceptible, Luffy was firmly convinced that it was a hint of a smile. It meant that he wasn't far away, he was sure of it!

So Luffy continued in his quest: he told you the adventures of him and his brothers when they were little, of what had happened before you joined the crew, he told you jokes to try to make you smile and some weren't even funny, but you didn't care. You always listened to him and you always would have.

And the more Luffy kept trying to make you smile, the more it seemed to him that your lips always curved up a little more as time went by.

-

Then one day, while it was raining outside, Sanji called you all into the kitchen for dinner time and while you were in the bathroom washing yourself, Robin came to tell you that it was ready on the table.

When you reached everyone else and opened the door, the mass of voices of your crewmates drowned you out at once.

"You insolent idiot, don't you dare eat, everyone isn't at the table yet!" Sanji exclaimed, turning to Luffy and taking the plate away from him.

"But i'm hungry! I'm hungry Sanji! I'm hungry!" the other complained, slamming the cutlery on the table.

Nami gritted her teeth, annoyed by his complaints.

"Stop whining or i'll punch you!"

Meanwhile, Chopper and Usopp were arguing next to each other.

"Hey! Why are you stealing food from my plate?!" exclaimed the reindeer.

"No no, you're very wrong" the sniper waved a hand, whistling innocently. "I did not do anything!"

Chopper lunged at Usopp and he started screaming, trying to get him off him. Next to them, Zoro took a sip of sake, looking at them boredly.

"Yes you did! I just saw you do it, don't lie!"

"Lies? I never tell lies!"

"Hey you two, stop arguing. How annoying..."

From the other end of the table, Franky smirked amusedly.

"It's like a circus here eheh"

"Yohohoho~" Brook laughed. "If you want, i can play something to brighten up the evening"

Robin watched the scene, covering her smile with one hand.

Your eyes passed over each of your crewmates and it was in that moment, when your gaze locked on Luffy's pouting figure, that you realized that they weren't just your crewmates. They were your family.

And then, suddenly someone started laughing and in a few seconds everyone fell silent, focusing on the sound of that laughter. Everyone turned to look at you when they noticed your presence and their eyes widened as they realized that the one who was laughing out loud was you.

Luffy felt a huge smile spread across his face when he saw you. It had finally happened, you were actually laughing. Oh, and how genuine that laugh was, you could clearly hear it was a laugh that hadn't been heard in too long.

"Y/n!" Luffy exclaimed, then stretched out his arms and catapulted in front of you. But his smile fell when he saw the tears that were spilling out of your eyes and sliding down your cheeks.

"Y/n…"

Luffy tilted his head in confusion, because even though you were crying you were still laughing like there was no tomorrow.

"Y-Yes, Luffy?" You sniffed and opened your eyes to look at him, feeling his palm on your cheek trying to wipe away the tears.

"Why are you crying?" he asked you.

You shook your head, your laughter growing weaker and weaker. The tears continued to flow, but your lips remained curved upwards in a trembling smile.

"S-Sorry it’s just that…" you raised a hand to cover his on your face. "These are tears of joy, Luffy"

"Huh? Joy? So..." Luffy's eyes widened again when he realized. "Wait, so you're happy now??"

You nodded, squeezing his fingers.

"I am. And it's all thanks to you. And everyone else too. Because when i'm with our crew i can forget everything that happened. And you Luffy, you never gave up. Thanks to you i found every day the strength to move forward. Thank you for everything you have done for me. Thank you all, guys"

Behind Luffy, Franky, Usopp and Chopper were crying tears of emotion, while everyone else gave you happy smiles.

"I'm so happy to see you smile Y/n!" Luffy exclaimed, closing his eyes. "Everyone deserves to be happy, it wasn't fair that all of us were happy except you"

You looked at him tenderly with your heart pounding in your chest. You hadn't felt this way in too long. It was so beautiful.

Then Luffy removed his hand from your cheek.

"Look!"

He pinched his cheeks with his fingers and pulled them, stretching his face into various shapes.

"Ta-da!"

And this time you started laughing again, while more tears continued to come out of your eyes and Luffy started laughing too, hearing your laughter mixed with sobs. Luffy knew in that moment that his mission was accomplished.

And outside, in the sky, the rain stopped, as the sun began to set.

ACE (feat. the Whitebeard Pirates)

You were part of Whitebeard's crew even before Ace joined. Whitebeard had invited you to join knowing the weight of your past that you carried on your shoulders and you had accepted. From the first moment you considered Whitebeard as the father you never had and all the commanders had welcomed you into the crew as if you were their younger sister.

They were your new family and you loved each of them and you tried in every way to demonstrate the immense gratitude you felt for them. But you couldn't.

The ghosts of the past tormented you day and night and you had lost the ability to feel happiness. It seemed impossible to you and yet it had happened. But that didn't make your brothers and father love you any less, on the contrary, they had become very protective of you because of that. The only one after your father who you were closest to ever was Marco, who had taken you under his wing (no pun intended) from day one.

And when Ace joined the crew he asked him about you.

"Oi. Is that Y/n like, depressed or something?"

Let's remember that initially Ace didn't want to be part of Whitebeard's crew and was quite grumpy. So the way he said that question didn't please the phoenix man at all.

"If you talk about her like that again i swear i'll throw you into the sea in your sleep" he told him threateningly.

When things calmed down between Ace and Whitebeard, the former found the courage to ask the captain what happened to you. And this time he did it more delicately.

So Whitebeard explained the situation to him and Ace understood why all the commanders were particularly touchy when it came to you.

"We've tried for a long time, but it was all in vain" Whitebeard sighed. "We have never seen that girl smile. We have seen her cry with sadness, scream with anger and paralyze with fear. But we have never seen the shadow of a smile on that beautiful, pure and innocent face of hers. But we have accepted her for what she is. And we will never abandon her because of this"

Ace retreated to his quarters with his head in the clouds.

He had interacted with you often, but he didn't believe that a person like you would hide such a tormented past. But Ace had grown fond of you and therefore decided that to make up for how he had behaved during the period of his arrival, he would've made you relive your happiness.

He would have done it for you, for Whitebeard and for your brothers.

-

"Good morning Y/n"

You lifted your head from your plate to greet Ace, who had just joined you for breakfast.

"Good morning Ace. Did you sleep well?"

"Like an angel. What about you?"

"Good enough"

Ace chewed a piece of bread.

"You know" he said. "Today is a beautiful day and the sun is shining. If only i hadn't eaten a devil fruit i would go for a swim"

You frowned at him, not understanding what he was getting at. Then he swallowed the bite and looked at you with a smirk.

"But i'm already drowning in your eyes anyway~"

The dining room fell silent and everyone in the room turned to look at him. Marco and Izo, who were sitting on either side of you, opened their eyes and mouths wide. A little further away, Thatch and Whitebeard smirked in amusement.

"You did NOT just say that in front of me..." Izo muttered with a disgusted expression.

Ace blushed like a tomato and to avoid Marco's murderous gaze he moved his eyes to you, to see your reaction. You blinked at him and then quickly lowered your head to your bowl, starting to eat again.

"It was a little embarrassing, don't you think?" you asked, squeezing a hand nervously under the table.

"B-But it was funny, wasn't it?" Ace asked.

And you nodded silently, making him smile. It was a small step, wasn't it?

Marco turned to Whitebeard.

"Pops!"

But Whitebeard just laughed from his chair.

"Gurarara, nothing happened Marco. It's just a joke"

-

For a while Ace continued with the pickup lines, since he was sure that on the inside you found them funny and even if he liked seeing your embarrassed look and your red cheeks, your lips never showed the slightest hint of a smile. So he tried to change his strategy.

-

"What are those two doing?" Marco muttered, observing you and Ace on the deck of the ship.

"More like what are you doing" Thatch retorted, hands on hips. "Are you spying on them?"

"Ace is acting strange. I don't understand what he wants to do with Y/n" the blond retorted, narrowing his eyes at Ace.

Thatch came to his side.

"He's just trying to do what we did too. Pops told me"

Marco pursed his lips.

"Don't you think he will make her suffer more than she already is?"

Thatch shook his head with a smile.

"Nah. Ace cares about her, you know? In fact, he's obsessed with her. And so is she"

Then Thatch placed a hand on Marco's shoulder.

"Give him a chance. Pops trusts him. And then..." he said, pointing at your figures with a finger. "I don't think she's sad at all right now"

Marco realized how at that moment, your eyes were wide open and fixed on the fiery figures that Ace was creating in the sky with his powers. They shone in wonder at the sight that lit up the night sky above the Moby Dick.

And while your gaze was pointed upwards, Ace's was fixed on your face, which was making him fall in love more and more.

-

"Ace!"

Ace could hear your voice calling out to him. But it was muffled and so far away.

"Please hold on! Stay with us! Ace!"

Ace didn't understand. What the hell was going on? Why couldn't he see anything? Where were you? Was he dying? No, he absolutely couldn't allow that. After everything he was doing to fulfill his mission, he couldn't afford to leave you for something stupid like that.

After seconds that seemed endless, Ace found the strength to open his eyes. He wanted to move, but as soon as he tried to, a bolt of pain shot through his chest and he hissed in pain.

"Stay still"

Ace's eyes fell on the figure of Marco, who was walking around the room. Ace looked around and realized he was on a bed in the Moby Dick infirmary.

"Do you remember what happened?" the blond asked him, looking at him from behind his glasses.

Ace nodded, remembering everything. One minute he and everyone else were fighting and the next someone had hit him from behind. Then he remembered your voice, calling him desperately.

Ace looked down at his chest, which was bandaged and then noticed the figure who was sleeping with her head resting on her arms, which in turn were crossed on the mattress, next to his body. Ace felt his heart start beating again when he saw your hand holding his in his sleep, warming it with your warmth.

"You gave us a scare, especially to her" Marco murmured, trying not to wake you. "She's been here the whole time"

Marco approached the bed and placed a blanket over your shoulders, before gently rubbing your back.

"I'm relieved you're okay" the blond then said.

"I thought you hated me" Ace retorted.

Marco shrugged.

"We know what you're doing for her. And we're all grateful. And i'm sure she is, too. Even though it may not seem like it"

Ace opened his eyes slightly, surprised by his words.

"Do you really believe that?"

Marco nodded.

"If you keep doing this, i know you will succeed where we failed. Now rest, you need it"

Ace didn't have to be told twice and closed his eyes, abandoning himself to the presence of your touch.

-

When Ace reopened his eyes, he saw your face again and the blinding daylight coming through the infirmary windows.

"Ace!"

He didn't even have time to realize it, that you threw yourself onto his body, hugging his neck with all your strength.

"Thank goodness you're okay!"

Ace smiled and placed a hand on your back, but couldn't stop himself from making the noise of pain that the wound on his chest was causing him.

"Oh shoot, i'm sorry!" you exclaimed, immediately pulling away from him. "I didn't mean to hurt you"

Ace waved a hand.

"It's no problem, don't worry. Are you okay?"

You looked at him with teary eyes.

"Oh Ace…" you murmured. "After everything that happened to you, how can you still worry about me?"

"Well, are you sure you're not tired?" he asked you again.

And before you could respond he continued.

"Because you've been running through my mind all day~" he said with a smirk, accompanied by a wink.

You looked at him silently, eyes wide. That's when Ace saw you lower your head, covering your face with your hair. And then, after a few seconds, he saw your shoulders move in small spasms.

Ace widened his eyes, thinking you were crying and reached out to you.

"Y/n, i'm sorry-"

When his fingers brushed your shoulder, you raised your head to look at him. And to his shock, Ace realized that you were actually giggling.

"D-Does this feel like the time to say your stupid jokes?" You murmured, as if trying to hold back the laughter that was slowly escaping your lips.

Ace noticed a couple of tears coming out of your eyes, but you quickly wiped them away with your hands. He smiled and remembering the first time he told you one of his pickup lines, he said...

"But it was funny, wasn't it?"

You nodded, still giggling and covered your mouth with your hand. Ace looked at you tenderly, as he felt his heart warm with each passing second.

"You have a beautiful laugh, you know?" he asked you.

You looked at him, managing to stop laughing for a few seconds, while Ace continued.

"I'm glad i was able to make you smile. Pops and the others wanted it so much. And i wanted it too"

You reached out to his hand, stroking the back of it with your thumb, then brought his palm to cover your cheek.

"I thought i lost you Ace. And seeing that you're okay makes me happy. More than anything"

You looked at each other with sweet smiles and Ace could see in your eyes all the affection you felt for him. So he gathered courage and leaned forward until your lips touched softly. After a few seconds he pulled away.

"Well, if i had known that just ending up in a hospital bed was enough to make you happy, i would have done it a lot sooner"

At those words you couldn't help but burst out laughing, quickly covering your face with your hands.

"D-Don't say that!" you said mortified. "You make me look like a bad person!"

And Ace chuckled back, joining you.

At that moment, unbeknownst to you, certain commanders of a certain emperor's fleet and that emperor himself were gathering outside the infirmary door, trying not to be heard. And when they heard the sweet sound of your laughter for the first time, they felt their eyes become shiny.

"She's laughing!" Vista murmured. "Our darling little sister is laughing with joy!"

"Oh, i'm so happy!" continued Blamenco.

Whitebeard sniffed, but refrained from crying, unlike his sons, and he glanced at Marco, who was rubbing his eyes from behind his glasses, biting his lower lip.

Ace's voice rang out in the infirmary again.

"I'd offer you a cigarette but you're already smokin' hot~"

"Ace!" you called out to him between laughs, feeling your cheeks heat up under your palms.

He too continued to laugh and then he grimaced in pain, putting a hand to his chest.

"Thank you Ace"

Was what Whitebeard thought, looking back at you and Ace with a tender gaze.

"You saved her"

SABO (feat. the Revolutionary Army)

With Sabo i imagine a scenario that is similar to Senor Pink's backstory. (From Dressrosa arc but there are no spoilers)

You were both part of the Revolutionary Army, but you didn't always were together in missions. Sabo was sorry about this, especially because he was quite protective of you and despite being aware of your fighting skills, he was always afraid for you.

That day was a day like many others, where you and Sabo had said goodbye to each other by exchanging a kiss, you on his cheek and him on your forehead, and then wishing each other good luck, separating and going on your missions.

Sabo and Koala returned after a month and they both couldn't wait to see you and have a chat about the adventures you had. But when the two entered the headquarters, they did not expect the silence that reigned inside the room to welcome them. Usually when someone from the army returned from a mission after a long time, there was a celebration and when it came to Sabo and Koala you were the first to run to greet them.

Not surprisingly, Sabo immediately noticed your absence, but initially didn't give it too much thought, thinking that you were just busy with Dragon.

"Sabo"

Sabo lifted his head, meeting Ivan's gaze and when he noticed his less than happy tone and worried look, it didn't take him long to connect the dots.

Koala flashed him a smile.

"Hi Ivan-"

"Where is Y/n?" Sabo interrupted, taking a step forward.

Ivankov sighed, knowing there was no point beating around the bush with Sabo.

"In the infirmary" he only said.

Sabo passed him without waiting for him and Koala, heading towards the infirmary at full speed.

When he entered, throwing open the doors with force, he expected to find all kinds of dark scenarios, like you with a body full of bandages, you bleeding, or worse...

But he didn't expect to see your body under the covers of the infirmary bed, lying on its side in a fetal position, with your back facing him. Sabo wasted no time and ran in front of you, immediately taking your hand in his.

"Y/n!"

You opened your eyes when you heard his voice and Sabo immediately noticed how your eyes seemed emptier since the last time he saw you.

"Sabo... You're back"

Sabo looked at you worriedly, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb.

"What happened??" he asked frantically, looking from your eyes to the band-aid on your cheek.

But you just bit your lower lip, not having the strength to answer him and after your eyes filled with tears, you started crying in front of his eyes. Sabo looked at you, his heart breaking more and more with every tear he saw and every sob he heard.

"Y/n… Hey…" he murmured, placing his other hand on your cheek. He tried to comfort you in every way possible, but to no avail.

Then, Ivankov's voice called him again.

"Sabo"

Slowly Sabo raised his head towards the infirmary door and saw Dragon's figure in the doorway, next to Ivan's. Then, behind him, Koala reached him and after placing a hand on his shoulder she gave him a smile.

"I'll stay with her" said the girl.

Sabo gave you one last look, hoping he could look you in the eyes one more time, but you were too busy crying and you were even trying to hide your face under the bed sheet.

He quickly stood up, whispering a "I'll be right back" to you, then joined Ivan and Dragon. After the three exited the infirmary, they went to Dragon's office to talk in private and as soon as the door closed behind them, Sabo began to speak.

"What happened in that mission?? Who the hell made her like that?!"

"Sabo-"

"Tell me Ivan!" the blond interrupted abruptly, clenching his fists at his sides.

But Dragon and Ivan didn't take offense at his angry tone, because they knew him and they knew that when it came to you or his brothers, Sabo could lose his temper in seconds.

"They caught us off guard" Ivan said calmly, but still sadly. "Everything was going as planned, but someone probably discovered our plan and managed to get ahead of us. And Y/n..."

Ivan continued to talk and the more he went on, the more it didn't seem true to Sabo. Why did what happened have to happen to you? What did you do wrong?

"There's a bigger problem" Dragon then interjected, catching Sabo's attention. "What she suffered put her into a sort of depressive state. It's as if she's costantly tired and none of us were able to get her out of bed of her own free will"

"We can only get her to move to go to the bathroom..." Ivan continued. "For the rest she has always remained in bed and eats very little"

Sabo remained silent, shocked.

"I'm sorry Sabo" Ivan concluded then, lowering his head, feeling humiliated under the blond's gaze. "Y/n is suffering because of me, because i failed to protect her. If you're angry with me i understand, i-"

"Ivan"

Ivankov looked back at Sabo with teary eyes when he heard him call him.

"Yes?" he asked, sniffling.

"It's not your fault and i'm not angry with you, really" the other said calmly, trying to smile, although he couldn't. "I'm sure you all did your best"

Sabo turned his back to him and lowering his head, he clenched his fists at his sides again. The more he thought about what they had told him, about what you had suffered, without him, the more he felt his heart burning with anger inside his chest.

"But please, tell me..." he said, gritting his teeth. "Tell me that at least those bastards got what they deserved. Tell me you didn't let them get away with it. I need to know this, Ivankov"

Ivan nodded solemnly.

"We took care of it, i promise Sabo"

"Good"

After asking for permission to leave, Sabo left and obviously returned to the infirmary, to make up for all the time he had lost without you.

-

And even though he believed that Ivan and Dragon's words were exaggerated and didn't want to believe them, unfortunately Sabo realized that they were true about you.

After he left on his mission he just couldn't wait to get back to you and spend time with you, doing everything he could to make you happy. But despite him coming to keep you company in the infirmary every single day, Sabo still hadn't seen the slightest shadow of your beloved smile on your face. And he missed that so much.

Not to mention what happened in the infirmary: Sabo tried to interact with you in every way possible, but aside from the day he and Koala returned, it was like you didn't even notice he was there. He spent all his time holding your hand, caressing you, kissing you and telling you little stories to entertain the time. But he never had a full reaction, other than simple words or noises of approval and disapproval. You laid on the bed in the same position for hours and hours, just staring out of the window.

The more time passed, the more Sabo didn't know what to do. Koala tried to stay close to him, talk to him and give him some advice, like taking some time to take care of himself too, because staying in that state wasn't good for him or you.

"No!" he told her with determination. "I'm not going to lose Y/n like this. It's not fair at all. I won't give up Koala, i won't give up until i have the same Y/n as before. I won't give up until i see her smiling again like she used to!"

-

Sabo started with the flowers.

Every week, on the advice of Koala, Betty and Ivankov, he brought you bouquets of all kinds of flowers, always decorated with colored bows and small love notes. Now don't get it wrong, Sabo was a gentleman and he often gave you flowers even before, which you always kept in your bedroom. He hoped that by doing this, maybe he could rekindle that little flame inside your heart that fueled your love.

"Hey, good morning" Sabo carefully entered the room, hoping he hadn't disturbed you and approached your bed.

"I ordered these flowers especially for you, they come from far away" he said, sitting on the chair next to the bed. "They are rare, but they have a very particular scent and i thought you'd like them. Come on, smell them"

He handed you the bouquet of flowers, bringing it closer to your face, making sure you could smell it. After a few seconds he pulled away.

"They smell good, don't they?" he asked you with a hopeful smile.

Sabo saw your head move just a few inches, nodding.

"Mh" you hummed under your breath.

But Sabo didn't give up.

"I knew you would've liked them" he said. "The world is full of flowers you haven't seen yet, but i know you would love them all"

This time you remained silent, with your gaze regularly fixed out the window.

Sabo let out a heartbroken huff through his nose and placed the bouquet of flowers on the cabinet next to the bed. Then he leaned forward and clasped your cold hand in both of his, warming it with his gloves. He quickly glanced at all the flowers that were slowly accumulating on one of the empty beds in the infirmary. Then he looked back at you, hoping that your eyes would move to meet his, even if just for a split second. But it didn't happen.

-

Sabo continued with the flowers, but then he realized that there was something else you loved. Books.

Thanks to him you had rediscovered the pleasure of reading and when you spent time together, you often spent it reading with him. Sometimes you remained in the same room in silence for hours and hours, each reading a book on your own, and then commenting it. Other times, one of you would read pages to the other and vice versa, activity you often did before going to sleep. The books had become your thing.

So Sabo also began to bring a book along with the flowers. And since you didn't have the energy to sit and read with him, he spent his time reading aloud, sitting next to your bed.

He spent time reading you chapter after chapter and sometimes he even changed the tone of his voice when there was a dialogue between the characters, like when you read a fairy tale to a child. He had never done this, but he hoped that by doing it maybe you would've laughed or smiled at the way he was making a fool of himself. But nothing from you.

Until one day, Sabo entered the infirmary, greeted you with a kiss on your hair, placed the flowers on the bedside table, sat down and opened the new book he had started reading to you, like he did every day.

But this time, before he could read the first word of the chapter aloud, a hand on his knee made him slightly jump.

"Sabo" Sabo's eyes widened when he heard you say his name.

"Y-Yes?? What's wrong Y/n? Tell me everything" he said frantically, hoping he hadn't imagined it.

Suddenly you began to move on the bed and slowly sat up.

"Could you... Could you sit next to me while you read?" you asked him, your voice hoarse.

Sabo felt as if his heart had started beating again. Despite the monotone tone in which you asked him that question and your facial expression that seemed paralyzed, he knew that this only meant he was making progress.

Sabo nodded frantically, unable to hold back the smile forming on his lips. You moved away along the mattress, making room for him and he wasted no time in climbing up and sitting next to your body. Once he had settled into the most suitable position he glanced at you.

He stood stiff as a board at your silence. Your bodies were touching, yes, but at the same time it was as if they weren't. Maybe you regretted asking him? Maybe you felt uncomfortable? He decided it was best to start reading, so he cleared his throat and continued where he was about to start earlier.

Then, a few minutes later, in the middle of the narration, Sabo felt something soft touch his arm and something else rest against his shoulder. He jumped once more, stopping and turning to face you. And he realized that after so long, he could finally feel the warmth of your hand resting on his arm and the softness of your hair covering his shoulder, with your head on top of it. Oh, how he had missed that feeling.

Even though he suddenly fell silent, you didn't say anything either. You remained staring at the pages of the book, waiting for him to start again. And with a smile, that's what Sabo did.

-

Then one day Sabo had an idea. He wasn't sure about it, but he might as well try, right?

He entered the room and saw you sitting, with your back resting on the pillow. He reached you and if before he usually sat in the chair next to the bed, this time he sat next to your body on the edge of the mattress and took your hand. He flashed you a smile, but you didn't notice, too busy staring out the window, the only thing you did while he was gone.

Sabo continued to caress the back of your hand, then he turned to look out the window as well.

"Today is a beautiful day, isn't it?"

"Yes it is" you replied calmly.

He slowly looked back at you.

"How... How about we go out for a walk?" he asked you slowly, fearing for your reaction.

Silence fell, but after a few seconds you turned to him and then nodded without saying anything. Sabo smiled at you and stood up, before offering you his gloved hand, which you slowly took.

He helped you to your feet and as soon as you were next to him, you wrapped your arm around his, resting your cheek against his shoulder. That gesture caught him off guard, but he recovered quickly and together you walked out of the infirmary.

The people of the army looked at you in amazement, but they refrained from commenting, even though they would have been positive comments, happy that you were improving thanks to Sabo. Sitting at a table, Ivankov opened his eyes wide with a gasp when he saw you. While Koala, next to him, smiled happily. But Sabo ignored everyone and led you out of the headquarters, even away from the new recruits who were training with Hack and Kuma.

So you spent the day walking slowly under the blue sky, arm in arm. And you did the same the following days, when the warm presence of the sun allowed you to go outside.

Usually you walked in silence, enjoying the atmosphere and the sounds of nature, but the only one of the two who every now and then said something to break the ice was Sabo, when, after pointing out a cloud in the sky, he invented its shape. And you agreed with him, even if it actually wasn't like that.

Other times, when there was a breeze that made goosebumps on your arms, Sabo wasted no time and took off his jacket, placing it on your shoulders and making sure you were well covered. You thanked him every time and even though he would have loved to see your smile, he knew that you were still grateful for his kind gestures.

Or he would start telling some stories about his brothers, about his missions with Koala or he would make you remember your dates and the good moments you had spent together and which he would've always kept in his heart. And reluctantly, you replied saying that you missed the person you used to be too.

-

Once your walks were over, you often became too tired to do anything else and Sabo would take you back to bed.

One evening, when darkness had fallen, Sabo gently placed your body on the infirmary bed, then covered it with the sheets. Usually he would read you a few pages of a book even before falling asleep, but since your eyes were already closed and you now seemed abandoned in the world of dreams, he decided to let you sleep.

He leaned in to kiss you on the forehead, bidding you goodnight in a whisper and when he turned to leave, you grabbed a piece of his clothes, making him stop in his tracks. Sabo turned to look at you, seeing you staring at him with eyes that were struggling to stay open.

"Stay… Please" you murmured, then moved away along the mattress, making room for him.

Sabo couldn't help but smile and he nodded.

"Of course, darling. Anything you want"

He took off his gloves, jacket and boots and settled under the covers, next to you. You wasted no time and snuggled into his body, resting your head on his chest. Sabo heard you let out a deep breath through your nose, as if you hadn't been waiting for anything but that.

He said nothing and closed his eyes, thinking he would've gone to sleep, but...

"Thank you, Sabo" he heard you say suddenly, in the middle of the silence.

Sabo lowered his head to look at you. Your eyes were still closed, but he knew you were still conscious enough to speak.

And then, in the dark of night, he finally saw it.

After all that time, Sabo saw your sweet, genuine smile slowly grow on your face, illuminated by the moon's rays.

Sabo continued to look at you in silence and couldn't stop his heartbeat, which was speeding up as the seconds passed. You could hear it clearly under your ear and continued to smile.

"I'm happy for everything you've done for me. You've brought joy back to my heart and i will be infinitely grateful to you for that" you said, clutching the clothes on his abdomen with one hand. "I couldn't have asked for a better person than you. I'm so happy to have you in my life. Thank you. I love you"

Sabo saw a couple of tears fall silently from your closed eyes and he felt his eyes becoming shiny too, but he managed to hold back. With one hand he ran his thumb gently under your eyes, wiping them of tears. He sniffed and flashed you a smile.

He had done it. After weeks and weeks of agony that he had tried so hard not to show you, he could finally feel his heart swell with joy and relief at the sight of your face that no longer reflected the pain you were feeling.

Sabo wrapped his arms around you and leaned in to give you another small series of kisses on the top of your head.

"I love you too" he murmured against your hair.

Then he closed his eyes, knowing he would've finally had a peaceful night with you by his side. And all he could think was only one thing: that he would've done anything to never make you lose your smile again.

///

[dark-konohagakure2]

Gaara ‘taming’ virgin reader for not staying in her place as a woman

tw: dub/noncon, age difference, power imbalance, gags, nipple clamps, misogyny, best friend's dad, overstimulation, brat taming, sex toys, kidnapping

All characters depicted are 18+

Gaara isn't terribly controlling of who Shinki can and cannot be friends with, the boy is all grown up now after all and Gaara wants his adoptive son to have a relatively normal and carefree life, but there is one friend of his son's that just rubs Gaara the wrong way, she's loud and tomboyish, never using manners or honorifics when speaking to her elders, not even with the Kazekage himself. Gaara is no helicopter parent, but even he can tell that this young lady is a bad influence.

He won't force Shinki to stop being friends with the girl, the both of them are adults so technically Gaara can't force them to do anything, but what he can do is use his authority as Kazekage to teach the unruly girl a lesson before she ends up getting his son into some serious trouble with that attitude of hers. Despite her rebellious personality, she'll have no choice but to show up when she'd suddenly summoned by her Kazekage for seemingly no reason at all.

Being both a parent and a world leader, Gaara has perfected the act of speaking in a firm tone that brooks no argument. He'll tell her that she's committed a grave slight against him personally, and that he's going to have to punish her himself. She'll have no idea what on earth Gaara is talking about, and he doesn't elaborate, simply informing her that she requires some serious reeducation in how a proper Sand kunoichi behaves.

Before long she's forcibly on his knees underneath his wooden Kazekage's desk, gagged and bound with her hands behind her back, her sensitive nipples aching from the tight clamps attached to them, the link nubs hurting even more everytime Gaara lazily tugs the thin chain attached to them. Her pussy doesn't fare much better either, not even there's a large dildo inside her, gravity forcing her down onto it, and a vibrator attached to her clit at the lowest setting, she can't even protest or even whine with her noises muffled by the ball gag in her mouth.

"Hush down there. I'm trying to do my work. Good girls should be seen and not heard... Perhaps if you knew that beforehand, we wouldn't be in this position, now would we?"

Gaara, despite his insisting on being the one to correct her bad behavior, doesn't speak much, more concerned with his paperwork than with some bad girl who doesn't know the first thing about being ladylike. He'll mostly just tug on the clamp leash whenever she moves too much, or very lightly kick her if she's being too loud for him to concentrate on what's actually important.

The fact that she's under his desk, just barely concealed by the table, adds an additional layer of humiliation to the ordeal, it's impossible for her to tell if any of Gaara's subordinates or siblings who stop by the office can hear the sounds of her whimpers or the low hum of the vibrator tormenting her hardened clit. Despite being hidden from view, she feels all the more exposed.

Gaara will adjust the settings on the vibrator aimlessly, not sparing either her nor the small remote so much of a glance as he continues the monotonous paperwork, he seems more preoccupied with the boring documents than with the writhing girl beneath him, as if deigning to spare her a glance is beneath him, as if she is beneath him.

He's going to make her cum, it's only a matter of time, for the human body can only take so much internal and external stimulation before it breaks, and she'll break alright, all over her Kazekage's shoe in fact. Gaara won't be very happy about that, giving a stern glare at both her perceived disobedience and the mess she made on him.

"Bad girl. Very bad. I told you not to cum. Getting rid of your bad habits is going to take longer than I thought. Much longer..."

He's the Kazekage, so nobody, not even his own son or siblings will bat an eye when Gaara feigns concern after receiving a repost that a young kunoichi, a friend of his son's, has mysterious gone missing, they're all none the wiser to the fact that their 'missing' shinobi is right under their noses, or more accurately; right underneath their Kazekage.

[clare-875]

Dance With Me (Luffy, Sanji, Zoro)

_____ Pairings: Luffy x Reader; Sanji x Reader; Zoro x Reader Summary: How he would dance with you. Warnings: Fluff, Kissing in Sanji's, Jealous Zoro, Female Reader [One Piece Masterlist] _____

- Luffy - Wild and Free

When another party marks the end of another adventure in another foreign land you and your crew had saved, you are unsurprised when you instantly hear your boyfriend's voice, loud in his glee. "Meat!" Sure enough, there are tables lined with an endless supply of the country's best food, including Luffy's beloved meat. You hear your newfound friends from the island trying to extend their thanks but Luffy brushes them off as always, mouth full of food. You were often content by his side as you also had your share of the meal and were blessed by the sight of Luffy's joyous grin. "Hey [y/n], you tried this yet!? It's sooo good!" You laugh when you turn to your boyfriend who hands you some more meat but you accept it willingly, seeing as your partner had already inflated full of the food he devoured. The night was full of festivity and there was never a dull moment, the both of you enjoyed your food and enjoyed the company around you. But when you hear the sudden beat of music your gaze wanders to the familiar sound of an upbeat song. You hear Luffy's contentment from beside you as he yells out, grinning as Brook joins in on the musical festivities. You laugh at your boyfriend's wild movements as he finds himself enraptured in the music, however, you are surprised when sudden hands grip you tightly.

It takes you a moment to realise that it was Luffy's hands holding you, then making you fly through the air to him where he danced. You look up to see the proximity of his grin that you had admired from afar and feel the rush of heat reach your cheeks; you are enamoured. Whether Luffy noticed your sudden fluster was unknown to you, but knowing your boyfriend he probably paid it no mind, more interested in getting you to join in on his fun. "C'mon [y/n], banquet means music!" He swings you around him and you feel the warmth of his hold on your waist as he hoists you up and spins. You feel the flurry of movement as even when you touch the floor, he still swings you back and forth in somewhat erratic and yet somehow careful movements. Throughout it all you are laughing and adding to the grin that reaches Luffy's face. He feels his heart thrum faster at the sight of your permanent smile, and gleaming eyes boring into his. The feelings you ignited in him were so foreign before, and yet now he had learned to embrace them as you filled his heart. No adventure could be worth any happiness in the world to him if you were not by his side.

The night loiters on and you find yourself exhausted after having danced wildly with Luffy for several long moments. As you take a breath and sit, you watch your crewmates also become prey to drinking, feasting, dancing and overall the proper need of rest. Even Luffy, who had lingered in the festivities longer than you did found himself moving sluggishly to you in the end, asleep the instant his form fell to yours. Brook looked to you and despite being all but bones, you could see his smile as he slowed his violin to a more steady tune. You caressed the raven locks that hugged Luffy's face as he snored against you. However, it was not long before sleep came to take you too and you allowed the joyful memories of the night to wash over you, as you lay among your crew, next to your devoted boyfriend.

- Sanji - Slow and Sensual

The party had droned on for several long hours now, and as time passed you watched as your crewmates started to settle their initial rowdiness. Sanji had finally approached you and you gave him a weary smile as you witnessed tiredness lingering in his eyes. He had after all, being cooking non-stop for your comrades and crew. He easily takes his place next to you and you hear the flick of his lighter as he pulls out a cigarette. It was a habit you had tried to limit him to, but you relented this time as he deserved it after the long and tiring night; the long and tiring days rather. Being a member of the straw hat crew certainly meant not a moment's rest as somehow despite your Captain's luck helping him daily, it did not prevent the danger that somehow came wherever he ventured. This time was no different as another one of his impulsive adventures led to heinous enemies you had all somehow been able to put a stop to; again. Now in the small town you had eventually saved, crewmates linger but it is clear in their eyes of their exhaustion too, and Brook seeing the serenity that came from the late evening, changed the tempo of his violin. Now the upbeat tunes that had been playing the whole night were replaced by a slow and almost romantic violin piece and it made you smile as you closed your eyes to savour the peace. When you opened them, however, you were met with your partner on his feet, a hand placed out to you, forever the gentleman.

"Darling, would you care to dance?" You smile at his care that remains no matter how long the two of you have been dating, as you place your hand in his, and they mould together as though that was all they were made to do. His eyes light up at your willingness, as though still unused to having a partner return the love he usually spilled. Carefully, he holds you to him and slowly he starts to move, and it is like each step has been engraved in his mind as your form melts to him. You hear the thrumming of his heart under your ear as you place your head on his chest and he cradles your form closer to his, warmth enveloping you. "You're good at this." Your words are a whisper to his ears but of course, to him, they sound heavenly as you feel the soft rumble of light laughter laced with contentment. When you look up, he is gazing at you like you were what was pulling him to the Earth, and you can't deny the love you also feel. He brings you closer then, and though the music still lingers, suddenly it is muffled by his presence and his soft lips that meet yours gently. Instantly your senses are filled with the smell of smoke and the unmistakable scent of his collongue. He moves delicately before you part and he sees his loving gaze reflected in your eyes.

As the night drones on and members of the crew disappear from your sight, you and Sanji finally finish your slow dancing and make your way back to the ship. Though your crew would likely be asleep and scattered among the island you were still on, the both of you decided that you could deal with that in the morning. The two of you, however, deserved rest in the comfort of your rooms that awaited upon the ship. Your hand was still gripped strongly in his as the moon guided your path and the stars bore witness to the sight of your love. Your head was leant against his shoulder as you moved, and maybe it was tiredness that gartered your clinginess but Sanji could never complain of that, as the both of you approached your beds for sleep.

- Zoro - Reluctant and Inclined

When you and your crew find yourselves amid celebration after the long events of another tiring day, you are unsurprised at the series of events that take place from it: Luffy getting overly excited at the food that presents itself to him. Sanji, getting annoyed at said excited individual, as his Captain goes to devour an entire share of the food he prepared. Robin and Nami drinking and watching with annoyed and amused faces respectively, the sight of the crew. The list could go on, and when you turn to your left, you find your boyfriend doing what he would usually do too; nursing his fourth bottle of the night. You roll your eyes but smile, happy to be among your comrades and friends you fight tooth and nail beside, and share every brink of adventure with. However, when suddenly the music turns from an upbeat tempo to the rhythm of a song you adored, you suddenly wish that maybe there would be a change to the norm; but what were you expecting really? When you turn to your partner, he eyes you in passive question as he takes a swing from his bottle at your gleaming eyes. "Zoro, come on let's dance!" However, this is the proud and stoic swordsman of the Straw Hat Pirates we're talking about, and he turns away before he even registers the rest of your words. "No way, I'm not like that idiot cook."

So, Zoro makes the mistake of outright refusing when you ask him for a dance and you huff in your pettiness, but he should know of your tactics in concurring him to the most unseemly things. However, maybe that is when you make your mistake. In your brief irritation, you leave him as he eyes you lazily from where he calls for another drink, but to his utter surprise you walk up to the very man he had mocked; his eyes gleaming at your presence. "[y/n]-san~" Sanji. The grip on his drink tightens as words spill from the love-drunk cook as he swings in circles around your form. "You want to dance with me? Well, of course, my dear. I knew that stupid marimo wasn't deserving of your love from the beginning-" However, Zoro reaches his final nerve when he actually sees the cook's hands start to roam to places only his should. Zoro growls under his breath, and before you can even register, or maybe creep away from Sanji's overly-excited form, you feel deathly movement and find yourself in another's arms. Zoro had basically knocked Sanji out completely with the harsh pound of his head, and now Chopper and Nami surrounded the unconscious cook in utter shock at the elevation of events. "Zoro, what were you thinking? You could've killed him!"

Despite Chopper's pained words or Nami's own punch to his head, your boyfriend pays them no mind as he turns to you, but you return his irritated gaze hesitantly. "L-look Zoro, I'm sorry, I took it too far, we don't have to-" But you are shocked even further when instead of dragging you from the dance floor he stays put, hands fumbling to grab your waist. "Zoro what-" However, his sharp words cut through yours before you can finish. "You wanted to dance, right woman? So let me." Your eyes are wide and his face flushes red in the embarrassment of him, a worthy swordsman, dancing. His hands move to your form and he rocks you awkwardly. However, when he looks down and meets your gaze sober of your teasing and laughter, and just the utter contentment of finally being able to dance with him, he feels his emotions relent. He would do anything for you. He would kill for you, he would protect you, he would look after you, he would knock perverted cooks unconscious for you. He would even maybe drink enough so that he could humour you in a dance and witness your loving gaze.

[rynwritesreid]

Mine, all mine| Spencer Reid

Request| I love your writing and if you're interested of course, I'd really like to read something with jealous Reid x bau!reader . Maybe some angst at first where Spencer is a bit insecure and then it ends in fluff or smut, whatever you decide.

Summary: Spencer starts to feel jealous after realising how many men flirt with you. You try to reassure him, that you don’t want them, and you only want him.

Content: Fem!reader. Some angst, fluff but mainly smut. Jealous Spencer. Dom!Spencer. Sub!reader. Marking/spanking. no mentions of contraception. Pet names (Princess and sir) 18+

Masterlist|Requests are open|Navigation

Spencer Reid had never been a jealous man before, insecure certainly, but jealousy wasn’t his thing. However, lately, a peculiar feeling had been creeping into his thoughts, catching him off guard. It was an unfamiliar sensation that left a bitter taste in his mouth.

He saw how other men in the FBI looked at you, or when you were out in the field, how the police would flirt with you. He knew you wouldn’t cheat, you barely entertained the men that talked to you, but he still hated it and thought one of them may take you away from him.

He trusted you though; he had never once doubted your loyalty or intentions. The people Spencer didn’t trust were the men who would watch you like hawks, or flirt with you any chance they got.

 

You had noticed how he was acting. Though you liked it when he was possessive over you, you wondered if you had giving him any reason to act this way. So, while the rest of your friends were either dancing or getting more drinks, you asked; “Spencer, are you okay? Have I given you any reason to be jealous because that’s what you’re acting like.”

 

“I’m not jealous. It’s just… you’re mine” Spencer said through grated teeth, while placing his hand gently on your thigh. “Say it, say you’re mine Y/N.”

 

“Spencer, you know I’m yours. Why are you being like this?” While you knew Spencer could get possessive, he had never once asked you to proclaim to the world you belonged to him.

 

“I want to hear you say it. I see how other men look at you and hear how they flirt with you. So, say you’re mine. Tell the world you belong to me.” His hand was now gripping your thigh, you knew it was going to leave marks.

 

“Why are you acting like this Spencer. Do you not trust me?” Spencer's grip tightened, making you wince. His eyes bore into yours, his jaw clenched. “It’s not you I don’t trust. It’s them. God, they look at you as if you are naked in their bed.”

 

You could sense the anger building up in him. You put your hand on top of his, trying to calm him down. "Spencer, please. I'm not going anywhere. You have nothing to worry about."

 

“Okay. Well just say you’re mine then, that’s all I want to hear.”

 

You took a deep breath, trying to think of the right words to say to Spencer. You knew that he was just afraid of losing you, but he needed to understand that you were in this relationship because you wanted to be, not because someone was forcing you to.

 

“I’m yours, Spencer. I belong to you and no one else. I love you and only you,” you said, looking into his eyes and trying to reassure him.

 

He let out a deep breath, his grip on your thigh loosening. “Thank you,” he said, leaning in to kiss you. His kiss wasn’t gentle, or soft. It was full of passion and possessiveness, devouring you completely. His hand moved to your hair, gripping it tightly as he deepened the kiss even more. You could feel his need for you, his fear of losing you, and his desire to claim you as his own.

 

As he pulled away, he looked deep into your eyes once again. “I love you, Y/N. But I want to ruin you. Ruin you for other men.” He leaned in, speaking the last part in your ear. “Because you are mine.”

 

You were left speechless; all could let out was a little whimper. You loved this new side of Spencer.

 

“I think I’m going to take Y/N home.” Spencer's voice was firm, possessive, and brooked no argument. He pulled you up from your seat and led you out of the bar, his hand gripping yours.

 

The drive back to his apartment was silent, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turning white. You still hadn’t found your voice, and even if you had, you knew there would be no use in arguing with him.

 

As soon as Spencer opened the door to his apartment, he pushed you inside and slammed the door shut behind him. He locked the door and turned to face you, his eyes smouldering with intensity.

 

“You look so beautiful; I can’t really blame those men for looking at you. But maybe I should do something to show them that you’re mine.” He moved so close to you; you could feel his hot breath against your ear. “Leaving little marks on you won’t do it.”

 

He seemed to think for a while, but you knew he had already thought about what he was going to do. Suddenly, his lips were back on yours, devouring you with a fierce hunger. His hands roamed your body, pulling you closer to him until there was no space left between you.

 

“I’m going to mark you, Y/N. Show everyone that you’re mine.” Spencer's voice was low and husky. “But my marks aren’t going to be little hickeys. No, my marks are going to leave an impression.” He pulled away from you, leaving you slightly dazed.

 

You wanted to ask him what he was planning on doing to you if it was going to hurt more than usual. But he didn’t let you speak, before he started talking; “Princess, I’m going to need you to go to the bedroom and wait on your knees. Is that okay?” His voice was soft and gentle, but you could tell it was a command.

 

You turned around, and started walking towards the bedroom, his eyes never leaving you. You kneeled on the floor, crossed your legs, and placed your hands on your knees. You had done this many times before, but this time felt different.

 

As you waited for him to join you in the room, you wondered what exactly he was going to do. You had seen what he was capable of, so you weren’t afraid. You saw him walk into the room, his presence didn’t bring much comfort, you saw a look in his eyes, one of annoyance, almost anger.

 

“You know I’ve noticed how you act when other men give you attention. You like it, don’t you? Am I not good enough?” While he asked a question, one he expected you to answer, you knew he already knew he was good enough.

 

“Of course, you’re good enough, you’re more than good enough”, you replied softly.

 

Spencer looked at you, his eyes darkening. He started to take off his belt but hadn’t told you to get up or to start to undress yourself.

 

“I want you to show me how much I mean to you.” Spencer looked at you as he spoke, his eyes full of desire as he watched you obey his command.

 

Spencer was standing in front of you, his cock already hard and ready to go.

 

“Suck it” he growled.

 

You did as you were told, knowing this is what he wanted. His hands gripped the back of your head as you deepthroated him.

 

"That's it princess, take it all" Spencer grunted. You felt tears start to well up in your eyes, but you enjoyed this, and you knew he did too. As you looked up at him, you saw the pleasure that was his face, the moans leaving his mouth.

 

His hand gripped your hair faster and faster, and finally he just yelled "Fuck" and emptied his load down your throat. "Beautiful" he whispered, out of breath.

 

He sat on the bed and motioned you over. As you went to him, he began to undo your buttons on your shirt. "I'm going to punish you for allowing those men to flirt with you." You nodded, and he let you remove the shirt, taking off your bra in the process.

 

 "Who do you belong too?" Spencer asked.

 

“You, sir.” you whispered.

 

“That’s right. And you’re going to feel the pain that you deserve for having me worried all night.” He ran his hand down your bare skin. “Now lay across my lap.”

 

You got over his lap, and he began spanking you. This wasn’t new, you knew it’s something Spencer enjoyed. It hurt more than usual, but you knew that was because he was angry with you. He spanked you harder and harder until your ass was bright red.

 

“Have I made my point, princess?” Spencer’s voice was thick.

 

“Yes, sir.” you said, tears still streaming down your face.

 

Spencer placed his hand on your ass, rubbing it gently. “Princess, I love you. I just don’t want to see other men trying to take you away from me.” He kissed you, pulling you closer to him.

“I’m sorry, sir.” you whispered.

 

“Don’t be sorry, just don’t let it happen again.” He pulled your hips closer to him. “You’re going to make me hard again, aren’t you?” He asked with a smirk.

 

“Yes, sir.” you said softly.

 

“What are you going to do about it?” He growled.

 

He looked at you with a smirk before he reached between your legs and started rubbing your clit. "Fuck, you're so wet. Do you enjoy been punished?”

 

"Yes, sir." you whimpered.

 

Spencer started rubbing your clit, pinching it, making you moan. He smiled and just watched you, and when he saw the pleasure written across your face, he pushed his fingers deeper inside you, curving them up against your g-spot. He leaned closer to you, your body still moving against his fingers. He licked your neck and whispered "You're mine."

You couldn't say anything, just moved against his fingers. He bit down on your shoulder, then ran his tongue up your neck.

 

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." You moaned.

 

"Cum for me, princess." Spencer panted.

 

You were shaking harder and harder as the pleasure built up inside of you. Spencer started rubbing your clit again, and you came harder than you ever had.

 

Spencer took his fingers out of you and moved you off his lap, gently laying you on the bed. He stood up and took the rest of his clothes off. He climbed on the bed next to you and leaned over to kiss your lips. He whispered in your ear "You're so beautiful." You could see the lust and love in his eyes. He kissed you again and pulled you closer, pressing his body against yours.  

 

You felt his cock against your legs, and in one quick move he entered you. You moaned against him as he thrust into you. He whispered in your ear, "Fuck, you're so tight."

 

He wrapped your legs around him as he moved in and out of you.  "Such a good girl. You're dripping wet. You like it rough, don't you?" Spencer whispered into your ear. You could only let out a moan in response.

 

He started thrusting into you harder and harder, until he had no more to give. He pulled out of you and pulled you close to him. He kissed you deeply and said, "I love you." You smiled up at him and said "I love you too, Spencer." You fell asleep in his arms.

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[littlest-w01f]

Colonel

Caleb x reader

CALEB MASTERLIST

LADS MASTERLIST

Summary: Being called by the Colonel in the farspace fleet was never a good thing, perhaps for people who weren't you

Cw: Jealous Caleb, gravity evol use for thrusts, Smut 18+ MDNI

As soon as the holo-projector flickered to life, you felt your stomach drop. The stern face of Fleet Colonel Caleb looked back at you. "Lieutenant y/n," The voice was crisp, carrying an undercurrent of disapproval. "Report to my office immediately."

You gulped, your heart racing as you stood up straight, trying to compose yourself despite the sudden rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins, he had never sounded like that with you, you could recognise something wrong instantly. You nodded briskly, "Yes, sir! Right away!" With that, you quickly made your way out of the briefing room, your boots clicking against the polished floor as you hurried towards the elevators.

As the doors slid open, you stepped inside, pressing the button for the upper levels. Your mind raced with possibilities - what could you have done wrong this time? Had your recent performance been less than stellar? Was there something more serious, like a breach of protocol or security?

The elevator lurched to a stop, and you took a deep breath before stepping out into the dimly lit corridor. You followed the signs to the commander's office, your steps echoing off the cold metal walls.

Reaching the door marked as his, you paused for a moment, smoothing down your uniform before knocking twice. The response was immediate, the door slid open, revealing Caleb standing imposingly in the threshold, he was fully decked out in his uniform, even the coat shrugged on as if he was just about to leave.

"Enter," He commanded gruffly, his piercing gaze scrutinizing you as you stepped inside, anything but friendly. The door hissed shut behind you, leaving you alone with him in the dimly lit space. A faint scent of leather hung in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of the command center beyond.

Caleb gestured to one of the chairs in front of his desk, his hand slicing through the air with military precision. "Sit," He ordered, his tone brooking no argument. As you complied, your fingers nervously fidgeted with the hem of your uniform, awaiting the commander's verdict with bated breath.

Caleb circled around to perch on the edge of his desk, arms crossed over his broad chest, his intense gaze boring into yours, "Your record has always been spotless, Lieutenant… But appearances can be deceiving." His voice dropped to a low rumble, sending shivers down your spine as his evol tilted your chin up, your face feeling weightless forcing you to meet his piercing gaze. "I suggest you tell me the truth, now, before we delve deeper into this matter..."

Anyone else would've been pissing their pants terrified at the way he was looking at you, but you held his gaze, confused, "The truth about what, Colonel?"

Caleb's lips curled into a smirk, his evol still gently tilting your chin upwards, keeping your eyes locked onto his. "Don't play coy with me, Lieutenant," His voice was hard. "We both know exactly what I'm referring to. Tell me, is the rumor true? Were you out on a... Date..." He almost snarled the word, "With a higher officier?"

You blinked, then again, and once more, "Wait that's what-"

Caleb cut you off, glaring, "So it is true. You know, Lieutenant, you aren't allowed to be romantically envolved with any one of higher statures."

Caleb's expression darkened further, his jaw clenching. "That's a direct violation of regulations, Lieutenant. Do you understand the severity of your actions?"

"Caleb you can't put on your Colonel voice because you're... Jealous." You deduced, feeling his emotions through your evol, emotion manipulation, something you kept under wraps from being conidered unorthodox, illegal even in some places. "Wait, why are you jealous."

Caleb's eyes flashed with anger. "Do not read my emotions." He spat the words, leaning in closer until his face was mere inches from yours. "Jealous over you? Don't flatter yourself, Lieutenant."

Despite his harsh words, you could sense the lie, the jealousy seeping through his defenses, his pulse quickening as he loomed over you, the heat radiating off his body. Your own heartbeat accelerated in response.

"I think you do feel something, Caleb," You whispered, your voice barely audible over the hum of the ship's systems. A cheeky smile formed on your lips. "Admit it, you're attracted to me." The admission hung heavy in the air between you, charged with tension and unspoken desire.

Caleb's grip on the edge of the desk tightened, his knuckles turning white. "Attraction has nothing to do with this," He growled, but his eyes betrayed him, darting down to your lips before snapping back up to meet your gaze. "You're a lieutenant, and I'm your Colonel. And how can I know you're not manipulating me?"

"Hey, I only did it first when you were mean to me." You raised you hands in defence, you had made him take you from the N109 zone, twisting his emotions into feeling he needed you, to free yourself from the clutches of the prison. Then to make him a little nicer to you. "And I needed this."

Caleb's face contorted, a mix of frustration and something darker flashing across his features. "You manipulated me," He accused, his voice low and dangerous. "Used your... abilities on me without my consent."

He reached out, grabbing your wrist in a vice-like grip, pulling you to your feet. "You think you can toy with me, use me for your own amusement?" His other hand came up to cup your cheek, thumb brushing roughly over your lower lip. "I am your superior, and you will show the proper respect."

"Calm down..." You whispered, trying to hold onto his anger to lessen it, but there was no anger, only red hot jealousy and desire, even admiration, "You confuse me. You're act mad I hurt you, but you don't feel it."

Caleb's grip on your wrist relaxed slightly, though his hand remained splayed across your chest, fingers splaying wide enough to cover your heart. "I'm not confused," He murmured, his breath hot against your ear. "I know exactly how I feel about you, Lieutenant."

His other hand trailed down your side, coming to rest on your hip, fingers digging into the fabric of your uniform. "You may have manipulated me initially, but now... Now I crave the sensation of losing control with you." His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "I want to fuck you so hard, you forget everyone else."

Caleb's confession sent a jolt of excitement through you, your body responding instinctively to his raw, carnal desire. You could feel the heat emanating from his large frame, the hardness of his arousal pressing insistently against your thigh.

Without breaking eye contact, Caleb held you with his evol, pinning you against the wall. His hips ground against yours, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting up your spine. "Tell me to stop, make me stop." He growled, nipping at your earlobe. "Order me to end this, and I will. But know that every second I keep going, it's because you want me just as badly."

You felt his desire like it was your own, you could reduce it to nothing, turn him into a shell without emotions, you could make him stop but you didn't want you. You groaned as you felt the hardness of his aroual press against you through your uniforms and increased his arousal ten fold. "No. Don't stop."

With a guttural moan, Caleb claimed your mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue delving deep to conquer every inch. His hands roamed your curves, gripping and kneading, as if trying to brand you as his.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips down your neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin. "Fuck, you taste divine," He rasped, his voice thick with lust. "I need to be inside you, now."

Caleb's fingers deftly worked at the fastenings of your uniform, tearing away fabric to expose your breasts to his hungry gaze. He palmed the soft mounds, thumbs circling the hardened nipples, drawing whimpers of pleasure from your throat.

"Come on..." Caleb's strong hands gripped your hips, guiding you to sit astride his lap as he reclined back in his chair. The sudden intimacy left you breathless, his hard cock pressing insistently against your core through the layers of clothing separating you.

In response, you rocked your hips against his, the friction sending electric shocks through your body. As you rode his lap, Caleb's hands slid beneath your skirt, his calloused palms gliding over the smooth skin of your thighs. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your lingrie, tugging them down to reveal your dripping core.

"Fuck, you're soaked," He groaned, his thumbs parting your slick folds to tease your clit. "So ready for me, aren't you, little liar?"

With a swift motion, Caleb yanked his pants open, freeing his throbbing cock. He positioned himself at your entrance, the broad head nudging insistently against your opening. "Last chance to stop this, y/n. Once I'm inside you, there's no turning back."

"Last change for who to stop this? I want it was much as you." You whispered, hands underneath the shirt of his uniform to feel the muscles of his abdomen, rising to his chest. kissing the side of his neck.

A low, animalistic growl rumbled in Caleb's chest as he captured your lips in another searing kiss. Breaking away, he gazed intensely into your eyes, his own burning with primal hunger. "Then let me take you, Lieutenant," He commanded, voice rough with desire.

With a powerful thrust, Caleb sheathed himself fully inside you, stretching and filling you completely. You cried out, the sensation overwhelming yet exquisite. He set a relentless pace, grabbing your hips to make you go up and down, each stroke driving deeper, harder, his cock pulsing within your clenching walls.

Leaning forward, Caleb buried his face in the crook of your neck, teeth grazing your skin as he pounded into you. "Mine," He snarled possessively.

Each powerful thrust sent shockwaves through your joined bodies, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the office. Caleb's grip on your hips tightened, fingers digging into your flesh as he moved you with reckless abandon.

Caleb's hands roamed your back, nails scraping against your flesh as he pulled you down to meet his savage thrusts. Leaning forward, he buried his face in the crook of your neck, teeth grazing your tender skin as he bit back a roar of ecstasy. "Too... Slow." He groaned, his hand held your hip, humming with energy as he used his evol to grab your hips, moving your body faster.

The enhanced strength of Caleb's evol allowed him to move you with brutal efficiency, his hips pistoning upward to meet each downward plunge. Your chests pressed together with the force of his movements, the hard points of your nipples dragging against his chest.

Panting heavily, Caleb's lips found yours again, the kiss ferocious and demanding. His tongue dominated your mouth, claiming you thoroughly as his cock plundered your depths. The relentless rhythm built towards a crescendo, each stroke driving you closer to the edge.

Caleb's dominance consumed you entirely, his body a force of nature ravaging yours with unrelenting intensity. His cock throbbed inside you, hitting that sweet spot with every thrust down, sending sparks of pleasure igniting throughout your being.

The pressure coiled tighter and tighter in your core until finally, with a scream muffled by Caleb's devouring kiss, you shattered. Your inner walls clenched around him, rippling with waves of intense orgasmic bliss.

As your climax crashed over you, Caleb continued his relentless assault, prolonging your peak. The feeling of your walls fluttering around his cock pushed him to the brink.

With a final, powerful thrust, Caleb hilted himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he found his release. Thick ropes of his seed painted your insides, marking you as his. A guttural moan tore from his throat, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

In the aftermath, Caleb held you close, both of you panting and slick with sweat. He peppered your face with soft kisses, a stark contrast to the brutal passion of moments before. "That was... Incredible," He murmured, nuzzling into your hair. "You're amazing, y/n."

Your eyes fluttered shut as a chuckle bubbled up your throat, "So you were jealous..."

Caleb's arms tightened around you, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Guilty as charged," He admitted, his lips brushing against your temple. "Seeing you with someone else, knowing they might touch you, taste you... It drove me insane with jealousy."

Caleb's confession hung heavy in the air between you, tinged with vulnerability despite the raw passion of your coupling. His thumb traced idle patterns on your lower back as he held you close, savouring the afterglow.

"I never wanted anyone else but you, y/n," He murmured, his voice low and sincere. "From the moment we met, you've had this effect on me, outside your evol. It scared me, the depth of my feelings. That's why I lashed out earlier - I couldn't bear the thought of losing you to someone else when I've never truly had you."

"It wasn't a date, Colonel," You smiled, resting your forehead against his, "It was just a formal dinner. No need to get your emotions up, I don't even like him."

Relief washed over Caleb's features at your words, his shoulders relaxing slightly. "A formal dinner, huh?" He repeated, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Well, I suppose I owe you an apology then, for jumping to conclusions like that."

"The uncertainty killed me. The idea of you all dolled up, sharing a meal with someone else... It made me realize how deeply I care for you." He leaned in, capturing your lips in a slow, sensual kiss - a promise and an apology all at once.

His thumbs gently caressed your cheekbones as he held your gaze. "Tell me you feel it too, this connection between us. That I'm not alone in wanting this, wanting us." The vulnerability in his voice was palpable, the usually confident Colonel laid bare before you, hoping and praying for reciprocation.

"I feel it too, Caleb," You whispered, your voice thick with feeling. "This bond between us, it's unlike anything I've ever known. When I'm with you, I feel alive in a way I never have before. Like I can take on the world and win."

Your fingers threaded through his hair, holding him close as you sealed your declaration with a kiss. It started soft and sweet, but quickly deepened into something more passionate, pouring all of your pent-up emotions into the intimate contact.

[cyborg-franky]

Prompt: How would the straw hats react to reader being a mind reader? Please and thanks

Repost of mine from libary of ohara

Sanji Sanji is sweating because every time he has an intimate thought about you or anyone else, he can feel eyes on him. You glare and he fidgets under the intensity of it, wondering if you will blurt out the dirty thoughts to anyone else.

Every time he thinks it’s safe to think about how good the woman at the bar would look without their dress, he has to stop himself, turning with a wide eye and seeing you glare at him while sipping your drink. Just ruins the boy’s entire life.

Usopp Another one who just opens and closes his mouth when you are around because after he lies and tells people these big, impressive stories that didn’t happen. You side up to him and ask him why he lied, you are so casual about it too.

Every time he’s about to lie to anyone, you raise an eyebrow, and he just laughs loudly and pretends like it was all fun and games. Now whenever he wants to talk to someone, he literally looks around to see if you are about

Chopper

He is so amazed! That’s a great power to have! He bounces up and down and is just giddy and asks you all about it. You sometimes read his mind and it goes from dumb stuff like ‘I want candy floss’ to something like complex potions to cure all manner of illnesses.

Robin She terrifies you. She’ll be sat there reading a book or just casually sitting at the bar, elbow keeping he propped up, hand on her cheek, her smile just slyly grows as your eyes do when you read what’s on her mind. She loves to mess with you.

She’ll purposely think of something dark or downright filthyand chuckle softly when she gets the reaction, she wants from you.

Nami Oh, you stopped doing that. You completely turn off your power when it comes to Nami, she can somehow always tell when you are in her head, and she’ll turn around with her hand outstretched and tell you the show was more money than you have.

Zoro Zoro’s mind is boring, it’s full of a collection of very ‘Zoro’ things such as booze, hating Sanji, working out and his swords. Plus, Zoro never thinks anything that he wouldn’t say out loud, he’s no fun and he knows that’s how you think and always smirks and thinks ‘nice try’

Franky Franky’s mind gives you a headache if you stay there too long. His face might often say ‘head empty’ but he is always thinking loudlyto himself and has so many projects flying through his head. So many complex designs, schismatics, maths, it’s all very exhausting for you.

Brook Brook doesn’t care if you read his mind so he’s very chill around you, he’s normally just humming inside his mind, and you hate that he can get songs stuck in your head. Like a constant source of the sound, if he’s not humming in his head, he’s humming out loud or thinking about asking if he should ask someone to see their panties.

Jinbei I imagine it’s very serene in there, like a little koi pond with the sound of wind chimes and you just get lost in there until he stubs his toe or something and it’s like a loud internal scream. Same when any of the crew does something stupid and poor Jinbei has to pick up the pieces.

Luffy “THAT’S SO COOL.” He’ll yell at you. The entire reason you’re on the crew was that Luffy found out you can read minds and he needed that on his crew like right now. He’ll sit there and always go “What am I thinking now?…. and now?… and now!!” and it’s always ‘wow that’s so cool’ or ‘I’m hungry, I’m going to ask them to get me meat…”

[zosanniz]

Hello 🤗 If you're interested, may I please request headcanons for the Strawhats with a crewmate that likes to crochet, and their "comfort crochet" pattern is a manatee? So the ship slowly fills up with amigurumi manatees of various colors and sizes. Thank you, friend!

(Can be interpreted as platonic) (alabasta spoilers in vivis) (I didn’t add chopper again I love him I promise) (thriller bark spoilers for brook)

Luffy is the worst to crochet around cuz he is a person that makes it impossible to relax with and focus on a task in silence. Luffy of course catches onto your habit of comfort crochet, and when he’s really, REALLY bored, that’s about the only time he’ll sit still and watch you. Which is how you know he’s truly suffering from boredom. Beyond this, Luffy likes your little hobby and thinks your little manatees are cute!

Zoro doesn’t care too much for the hobby itself and probably pokes fun at you and calls you a granny regardless of your age or gender, (though if you really are uncomfy with the term because of gender identity he’s just gonna use gramps instead) he doesn’t actually mind your hobby or anything he’s just really terrible at bonding and connecting with people. Zoro probably yells at you as to why there’s a million manatees in his room but it’s not serious.

Sanji thinks it’s cute! He likes watching you crochet and might ask to do it with you. He doesn’t know anything about it but is more than happy to learn. In return he’ll teach you how to cook. If you’re making an excessive amount of manatees he will probably ask if you need a hug.

Usopp finds this really cute but probably teases you about it sometimes. He’s just poking fun at you though nothing serious. He’ll actually tell you he thinks your manatees are adorable and asks you to make him one, and then he keeps it by his sleeping quarters FOREVER. He takes the time to learn how to crochet on his own to impress you and give you one!

Nami thinks it’s cute, and over time watching you do it she slowly learns how to do it herself! She assumes you just really love manatees or something, so one day she just buys you a bracelet with manatees on it.

Vivi will talk to you while you crochet. She also finds this really cute and you’ve made her a lot of blue manatees. Even after separating from the crew she still has all your manatees with her, in her room.

Robin watches you crochet. You tend to spend time together by you crocheting and her reading. One day she asks you casually, “will you ever make me one?” And then just laughs affectionately to herself when she finds a purple one in her bag the next morning.

Franky wishes he could do it with you, but, he just can’t get a handle on it at all. Perhaps his hands are too big for it, but that leaves you with a lot of other questions on your mind. That being said, while Franky can be considered an “obnoxious” fellow, he is perfectly capable of being quiet and tinkering away while you crochet. He asks you to make him some all the time.

Brook asks you to make him a pink one. That being said he finds it cute. Manatees and whales are different creatures, but the dark blue manatee you made for him reminds him of Laboon, and it means a lot to him.

Jinbe loves it. It’s only natural, he is a fishman so he likes the manatees a lot, reminds him of childhood. He thinks your hobby is sweet, and often sits with you in a comfortable silence as you crochet. He didn’t know how to at first, but over time he learns with you, and he’ll crochet for you as well!

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if u take requests, thought u would write it perfectly- the scene of casey getting the call but its with baji and reader !!

૮ ོ ❤︎ ོ𑁬 ────𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄!BAJI KEISUKE where someone calls you late at night, pulling you in with dangerous flirting. warning(s) -> fem!reader. heavily suggestive. mdni. near on phone-fucking, mean/sassy!baji, stalking, pet names (princess, darling, baby), no killing threats/mentions, voice kink, i played around w it a bit, hope you don’t mind!! wc is 1.2k

author’s comment : HIII!! i was actually thinking bout closing requests for kinktober but THIS got me going. WHDJSJ IM FLATTERED u think i would write this well, hope I did it justice!! + update ab my brahms!baji fic, should take at least another day or two for me to finally finish!

It was late at night, and you were alone, parents out for a business trip for a few days. Like any other young adult would, you took the chance to enjoy the days you had alone with your friends and most importantly, alone.

You laid on your bed, tummy down, legs thrown up and swinging slowly as you gossiped and giggled with your best friend through the phone, fingers idly twirling strands of your hair.

“Sorry, I gotta go. I’m starving,” you sighed with a playful chuckle, pulling the phone away from your ear to hang up the call. You shifted on the bed and slid off the edge of it, getting up to leave the bedroom and sprint down the stairs with a soft hum, happily making your way over to the kitchen.

The kitchen was bright, unlike your backyard. The lights had gone out recently due to some problems with the wires. Dad should’ve done something ‘bout the damn lights before leaving, you thought, walking around the kitchen counter to check the fridge to search for whatever snack that interested you.

Finding nothing much, you grabbed one of the lollipops on the top shelf of the fridge’s door, closing it shut right after. You unwrapped it with ease, popping the sweet into your mouth and walking over to the sliding door that showed your backyard, tugging on the sheer curtains to make you feel less naked.

You backed away from the glass doors with a few steps, eyes lingering on the eerie garden outside as if waiting for something to move or pop up. Despite yourself, you brushed off the paranoia, turning around to exit the kitchen.

But without even being a distance away from the sliding doors, your landline phone rang.

“Who the fuck?” you muttered beneath your breath instinctively, approaching the phone and grabbing it from its base. Without hesitation, you answered it, annoyed at the ringing.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this ___?”

The gravelly male voice you heard from the other side of made you tense, feet rooted at the spot you were in.

“Yeah? What’s it to you?”

Though your retort sounded brave, your brows were already furrowed, fingers gripping on the phone flinching once or twice.

“Woah, no need to get rough on me there, bad girl. Just wanna know who I’m talking to is all,” he scoffed, attempting to make the situation seem harmless.

“Then give me yours,” you insisted, your tone brooking no argument now that you’re feeling as if you’re being pranked by some bored college fuck that had nothing better to do.

“Not happening, princess,” the deep voice scoffed humourlessly, the breathy laugh he exhaled in the end making your heart race involuntary. How the fuck were you finding his voice alone hot?

“Bye then,” you retorted without missing a beat, withdrawing the phone from your ear quickly, finger ready to end the call.

“Wait.”

And you halted.

“What?” You sighed, looking at the phone quizically before bringing it back up to your ear.

“I’ll tell you my name. Only if you tell what’s your favourite scary movie.”

“Very funny. I’m not that desperate to know your name, big guy,” your hand reached up to twirl a finger then two around stray strands of your hair, eyes fixated on the marble kitchen counter as you waited for a response.

“Yeah? Then why you still on the phone with me, princess?” He drawled, the pet name coming off so sickeningly taunting it made your brows scrunch up.

“Shut up, I’m no ‘princess’ to you, mister,” you refuted, feet tapping on the floor, clearly getting agitated at him.

“Answer the question, princess,” he spoke again, ignoring the clear disapproval you had of him calling you that pet name.

“Halloween. That guy with a white mask, walks around and stalks baby sitters,” you finally answered, rolling your eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it. “What’s yours?” you returned the question, stupidly.

“Guess.”

“Hmm.. creepy guy like you would probably like Nightmare On Elm Street,” you answered, fingers curling around your hair still like a girl talking to a blind date behind curtains.

“Ah, is that the one with a guy that had knives for fingers?”

“Yeah, Freddy Kruger,” you pin-pointed, looking around the kitchen with a small smile, finding it pretty fun talking about scary movies all of the sudden, the topic something you rarely discussed about with others.

“I liked that movie. It was scary,” he emphasised, as if trying to scare off a child. Plus, were you crazy, or did he seemed like he was enjoying the conversation as much as you were?

“Well, the first one was, but the rest sucked,” you countered, lips curling downwards in a slight frown as you recalled the rest of the Nightmare On Elm Street movies, the memories not so fond.

“So.. you got a boyfriend?” That question alone caught you off guard, fingers twirling your hair freezing for a moment before you dropped your hand.

“Hm, why? You wanna ask me out on a date?” The way you said that sounded way more interested than you would have liked, but you were more focused on his reply than that at the moment. Were you seriously gonna give this creepy guy hope that he had a chance with you? C’mon, where the hell are your standards?

“Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked again, sounding just as intrigued as you were. It made you keep going.

“No,” you uttered, tilting your head to the side before you walked around the kitchen, stepping close to the sliding door that led to your backyard. You added on, “You haven’t told me your name.”

“How about I tell you something way more interesting than my name, princess,” he answered, clearly avoiding the question.

“How about I tell you about the gorgeous girl I’m looking at right now, standing behind sheer white curtains in her kitchen.”

You swore you were about to drop the phone right that moment, a shuddered breath leaving your lips and reaching his eager ears.

“That was a pretty sound you made there, darlin’. I wanna hear it again. Wanna hear you breathless, out of fear—and maybe pleasure.”

Your lips clamped shut, swallowing the saliva in your mouth. You couldn’t budge. The fear you felt initially came back ten fold this time. He was practically telling you he was watching you. Somewhere, somehow, you didn’t know. But now you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed along with the fear. His eyes were on you all along.

Could he have seen it? You twirling your hair and grinning during your little back and forths. Fuck, did he witness the way you bit your lip grudgingly when he kept on calling you ‘princess’ with that voice of his even after you told him not to?

Then you recalled his words again.

‘Maybe pleasure’?

“What do you mean?” you kept on talking to him, like the insistent brat you were. “What do you mean with the last part?”

“I didn’t ask if you had a boyfriend for nothing, baby.”

Your lashes fluttered, turning your back against the glass door and leaning against it, your teeth nibbling on the soft flesh of your lower lip.

“You’re weird,” you mumbled.

“You’re even weirder for flirting with a serial killer,” he grinned behind the phone, gaze utterly fixated on you as you contemplated your choices, pleased by the response your body had to his words.

[imagine-horizons]

pairing: zoro x f!reader description: part 2 - zoro couldn't stay away as you and the crew scouted out the extravagant event warnings: none, just fluff

It was like a scene out of an old english fairy tale book that you read growing up. Beautiful gardenia and other pastel florals decorated the place, with subtle hints of silver and gold that twinkled under the warm lights. Live music from a harpist, celloist and violinist filled the air, as the guests mingled amongst themselves, admiring the entire scenery.

Nami looked bored as she turned back to you, Robin, Brook and Ussop. "Alright guys - remember: be subtle. Blend in. We need information on where the treasury is - it should be somewhere in the west wing of this place. The map to the key will be hidden in its safe." Everyone nodded and immediately split off.

But you couldn't help but shrug the feeling that you were being watched.

"Stupid. MOSS-HEAD!" Sanji huffed angrily, as he scanned high and low for the tuft of green hair in the crowd. The cook was on the third level overlooking the ball room below, and he could barely admire all the gorgeous young women - Nami was going to kill him for not stopping Zoro from leaving the ship.

"I take my eyes off of him for 1 MINUTE. ONE!" He groaned.

Zoro was slipping in and out through the side of the room, finally finding an inconspicuous location near a large pillar. He had changed out of his usual attire, to something a little less obvious.

Black.

He decided to forgo the matching tie that came with it - too restricting if he suddenly had to fight, so it was open at the neck. His hand rested casually on top of his swords, as he watched you from a far.

And he didn't like what he saw.

Leering looks.

Smiles with a dark intention behind as seemingly charming gentlemen approached to speak with you. He watched as you smiled politely and made light conversation with them. At one point, one of the men said something that made you laugh as you lightly placed a hand on their arm, leaning closer to say something.

Zoro could feel his blood boil. But then, he sensed something as your companion slowly handed you a drink, and with the other hand, casually let it rest on your waist pulling you close. He didn't have to look at your face or see the expression in your eyes to know.

Kill.

You were in danger.

You carried the conversation gracefully - you were so close. He was the duke's best advisor, and the key to getting access to the treasury. Your eyes flickered over to where Nami was, who was laughing at something someone said. You locked eyes with her and she nodded.

Run the game.

"So tell me," the advisor said leaning forward, handing you a drink. You tried not to make a face at the overwhelming smell of his cologne. "You seem a little bit too charming for your own good."

"Maybe it takes the right man to bring me out of my shell," you murmured playfully, your fingers brushing against his as you took the drink.

"Or maybe, there's more for me to bring out - in private," he said, as his other hand slowly reached for your waist. "And I don't take no for an answer."

You felt his iron grip on your hip, and you froze. But not because of his unwanted touch.

Zoro.

"Oi." The advisor froze and looked up at the towering presence of the swordsman standing behind you.

"I don't take no for an answer either. So why don't you get your hands off her," Zoro warned in a low, cold voice. Shivers went down your own spine as the advisor let go. Zoro slowly wrapped his arm around your waist, and pulled you close to him, his steel gaze not once wavering as it remained fixed on the trembling man before him. Using the other hand, Zoro took the drink out of you hands and without missing a beat, handed it back to the advisor. "Drink."

"I-I could never take a lady's drink," the advisor stammered.

"Without poisoning it," Zoro said pointedly. "I said drink." The weight of the word came unexpectedly.

There was high pitched ringing noise that could be heard.

A soft gasp escaped from you lips as you felt your knees grow weak, and your one hand grabbed faintly at Zoro's suit jacket. The noise of the crowd seemed to fade, and you felt like you were going to pass out.

Could it be? Conqueror's haki? When did he learn that? But... when did his observation haki get that strong?

You didn't have time to think because you watched as the man downed the drink, and a glazed look passed over his face as he struggled to stay upright. At that moment, Robin came out of nowhere.

"Oh my, advisor! I told you that you couldn't hold your liquor, let's get you out of here." Robin waved over some attendants who immediately came to help the advisor, and just as they escorted him away, Robin revealed the key to the treasury. "Good job both of you - let Ussop and I handle the rest."

You watched as Robin slipped through crowd, and the long nose sharp shooter joined her at the far end of the hall.

"You okay?" You looked up to see Zoro's gaze on you.

Was it concern?

"The booze isn't great - sorry," you said with a half hearted laugh. A slight smirk came across his face.

"Too bad - here I thought I was missing out," he replied. You slowly started to pull away from him but he held you in place, and you looked curiously back at him. He couldn't say it, and you knew - he was worried. You smiled and turned so you were facing him directly. You placed one hand on his chest and the other cupping his face.

"Thanks for coming to my rescue," you murmured. "You got stronger - I didn't know you could use Conqueror's Haki." He shrugged.

"I can't control it - Mihawk said it's not reliable."

"But your Observation Haki was on point - you knew the drink was poisoned." When he didn't reply, you leaned upwards onto your tiptoes and he bent down closer to you thinking you were going to whisper something to him. Your lips gently brushed against the scar over his eye, and after a few seconds, you pulled back.

"I have a lot to do if I want to catch up to you," you beamed. A pink tinge dusted across his cheeks and Zoro gave a slight cough. He wanted to savour that moment, but it was short lived.

At that moment, Nami saw the both of you and the look of her face was thunderous.

But it was worth getting yelled at by the navigator, as Zoro was yoinked away by Nami, her hold on his ear so fierce as she unleashed a hushed, but furious berating of wandering off, not listening to her, and messing up the mission.

It was worth it.

If it meant keeping you safe.

End.

A/N: To the two commentors in the last post, thank you for encouraging part 2!

[penguwastaken]

Shocker, I did even MORE Ace Attorney-ified Danganronpa characters after yesterday's post success. As you could probably guess, this time I did the characters from Danganronpa Another Episode: Ultra Despair Girls.

Jane Sprout

Jane as in “Jane Doe” or “Plain Jane,” a boring girl name

Shares a last name with her brother, Atlas Sprout

Brooke Quill

Ace Bookworm

A play on "book and quill"

Geno the Stabber

Ace Killer

Geno comes frome Genocide

Similar to names like Jack the Ripper

Helping Hand

A reference to his missing hand

Jim Dumball

Li'l Ace P.E.

Jim sounds like "gym"

Dumball is a play on "dumbbell"

Doug Lee

Li'l Ace Art

A play on "ugly"

Starla Othello

Li'l Ace Drama

A play on "star of the show"

Othello is a reference to Shakespeare

Moon Crescendo

Li'l Ace Social Studies

A play on "crescent moon"

A reference to his original name meaning crescent moon, which itself is referencing his hair

Della

Li'l Ace Homeroom

When combined with her last name, Ulysses, her name becomes a play on "delicious"

Her name is a reference to her original name being a reference to a sweet

Clara Omen

Clara comes from "clairvoyant"

She shares a last name with her son, Chance Omen

Speyer Script

A play on "superscript"

Shares a last name with his child, Sam Script

Snowbeary

A play on "snowberry"

Blackbeary

A play on "blackberry"

Mal Ulysses

A play on "malicious"

His father's name is Metic Ulysses, a play on "meticulous"

Ash Lete

A play on "athlete"

Shares a last name with his sister, Athy Lete

Alfred Butlier

Alfred is the name of Batman's butler

Butlier is a play on "butler"

Hotta Tune

A play on "out of tune"

Her name has "hot" in it, which is ironic

Tec Clue

Tec is an old fashioned slang word for “detective”

Shares a last name with his granddaughter, Misty Clue

Eloell Kewl

Eloell sounds like “LOL”

Shares a last name with her brother, Otto Kewl

Lancashire Gantbit

Lancashire a reference to an English tea brand, referencing the original name

Lancashire also sounds like "Cheshire"

Shares a last name with his owner, Ella Gantbit

Grenade

Continuing Ace Attorney’s trend of naming pets after military weapons

Rae Deamfyre

A play on “ready, aim, fire”

Bruce

A reference to Bruce Lee

Papaya Tention

A play on "pay attention"

Shares a last name with his son, Dean Tention

Dally Inkent

A play on "delinquent"

And that is everyone from Ultra Despair Girls. Some of these were really hard to do, but I'm proud of them for the most part. Stay tuned for when I do characters from Danganronpa 3, because I know for sure I will.

Part 4 with the cast from Danganronpa 3