#eustass x you

[livelaughloveluffy]

idk but I just feel like luffy, ace, sanji (obviously lol) zoro, and law would have a thing for plus size reader, who is sweet and naturally gets along with almost everyone but can also be a bit naive

plus size reader - monster trio, ace, law, and eustass

a/n: thank you so much for the request!!! it's definitely something that has fallen in my inbox before and i would love to write about it because i totally agree that these men would loveeeee plus size women 😌 (i'm 100% biased but shhhhhh lets not talk about that) i definitely took some creative liberty while writing this so i hopefully you enjoy!!

a/n: in typical fanfic writer fashion, i'm like actually so miserably sick right now, i have a really bad cough, my head hurts so bad, i feel super hot, and i can't even take cold medicine because of my antidepressants 😭😭😭 so if i start to not make sense, thats why 😭😭

nothing but fluff here 💗

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monkey d. luffy

-he's such a cuddly baby. luffy will 100% wrap his arms and legs around you, like a little koala, burying his face in the crook of your neck. he just wants all of you, all the time.

-the captain of the straw hats never ceases to amaze you with his strength as he often picks you up with such ease to either hold you close to him, with your legs wrapped around his waist, or to throw you over his shoulder, carrying you around the thousand sunny without a care in the world. luffy typically picks you up when he's extra excited to see you, needing to have you as close as possible. his grip on your body is always so tight, over his dead body would he ever let you fall.

-luffy refuses to believe that you don't see the beauty in yourself. his eyes widen in pure shock when he overhears you talking about your insecurities with nami. since that day, whenever you hear the captain talk about you, it's always with the phrase "the prettiest girl alive", with the widest smile on his face.

-he just can't help but constantly cover you with kisses. luffy is so proud to be able to have you, and he will happily shout from rooftops about his love for you, so shame about pda is absolutely nonexistent. it's a frequent occurrence for the captain to run up to you, smother you in kisses, and then run off to his other shenanigans.

roronoa zoro

_he's so proud to have you. when the two of you are together, he shows you off as if you're the shiniest trophy. his arm tightly intertwined with yours as the two of you hold hands walking the town of a new island. the green-haired boy always wants you as close to him as humanly possible, your bodies are always pressed next to each other, as if you were glued together, when side by side.

-zoro, who can pick you up with ease. when you are hugging him, he'll lift your feet off the ground, arms tight around your waist and spin you, only to then throw you over his shoulder like its nothing, taking you back to his bed. in a similar vein, he also often asks you to help him train, practically begging you to sit or lay on his back as he does hundreds of push-ups with ease. even if you try to protest and say you're too heavy, he'll scoff and pull you in for a tight hug. then picks you up and puts you on his back, making you cross your legs around his waist, and begin his training anyways.

-he's extra protective with you. especially when you two are exploring a new island, his hand is tightly gripping your waist as you walk side by side, and if you ever ask him why he'll turn to you and reply "just need to let everyone know you're mine." with the faintest hint of a growl in his voice. glares at anyone who dares to look your way for too long.

-the swordsman who is infatuated with your love handles. whenever you are just standing somewhere on the sunny, he'll come up behind you and grab your hips, pulling your body back into him. he'll rest his chin on your shoulder and when you ask him what he's doing he'll just reply with a simple "mmm, just missed you." drinking in the closeness of your presence.

black leg sanji

-the way this man is absolutely obsessed with curvier women. sanji constantly tells you how much of a goddess you are "mon amour, you're even more beautiful than aphrodite herself."

-the curly-browed blonde worships you and your body. when you are in only a bra and underwear in front of him, he takes his time to admire the absolute work of art you are. getting on his knees to stare up at you, placing his hands one on each of your thighs, working his way up to your stomach and hips, kissing along where his hands had just been. this becomes a ritual for him. he absolutely refuses to do anything more serious before getting to take his time adoring and worshipping you.

-sanji is constantly reminding you of how beautiful you are. he's saying it loudly, whispering it in your ear, and everything in between. you hear compliments from him a minimum of 100 times a day, and with the way his eyes widen and sparkle, you can tell how much he truly means it.

-he's genuinely heartbroken if he every found out that you didn't like your body or if you feel a bit insecure. sanji's eyes suddenly well up with tears as he explains that it hurts him to the core that you would see yourself so completely opposite to the way he sees you, "you're utterly ethereal, mon cheri. a work of art too perfect for this world." and he'll do anything to prove how much he means it. he'll leave gentle and delicate kisses all over your body and skin for hours, murmuring praises under his breath the entire time.

portgas d. ace

-ace was absolutely loud and proud about how attractive he found you from the very first time he laid his eyes on you. his gravely voice could be heard shouting across the moby dick "lookin' good, gorgeous." with the widest smile.

-the freckled boy will slide his hands up under your shirt, gently moving them up and down your hips and torso. ace has a carnal need to feel your skin, and there's nothing he loves more than getting to rest his hands on your stomach, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and leaving kisses down your neck as he does so.

-he loves to grab your ass. at first, ace tried to be subtle about it, starting by resting his hand on the smalls of your back, and slowly letting it fall lower until he reached your ass, and waiting a little bit before giving it a gentle squeeze. but as time progressed, he got more bold and unabashed about this form of pda, he's totally unbothered by the stares of the other crewmembers of the whitebeard pirates, returning their looks with the smuggest smile you've ever seen.

-ace will never let you forget how stunning you are. whenever he gets the chance, he'll be whispering in your ear about how gorgeous you are, how he's never seen anyone as beautiful as you, how he's so lucky to have you, and many other similar sentiments.

trafalgar water d. law

-like luffy, law is a lot more cuddly with you. often teleporting to stand right behind you, wrapping his arms around the center of your torso, pulling you close into him, his voice whispering in your ear "hi, beautiful." he always has a hand on you, whether it's on your thigh, your back, intertwined with your own hand, he simply can't resist you. the cruelest form of torture to the captain is not being able to touch you.

-praise galore. the captain is always finding subtle ways to praise you, trying to casually slip his compliments in during conversations. law often address you as "beautiful" or "my pretty girl", making it rare to hear your name slip from the law's lips.

-law is also extremely protective over you. his sharp eyes and stinging glare shoots at anyone who looks at you in a way he doesn't agree with. his hand holding onto your waist, pulling you close into him, with your head resting against his shoulder is law's ideal way to walk side by side with you.

eustass captain kid

-he's soooo loud about how attractive he finds you. it's an every day occurrence for you to hear the red-haired captain shout "oi, hot stuff, come bring your fine ass over here!" across the deck of the victoria punk. it's more common for kid to call you "hot stuff" or "doll" than it is for him to use your actual name, to the point that when you hear the captain using your name rather than a pet name, you genuinely think you're in trouble.

-eustass is so touchy. he literally cannot get enough of you, his large metal hand is always grabbing your ass or your hip, with his other hand running all over the side of your body. he's also not above leaving red lipstick stains all over your neck (and chest if you're wearing a top with a lower neckline). he leaves zero room for anyone to question who you're with.

-kid is obsessed with throwing you around, he's constantly picking you up and carrying you around the victoria punk. he'll put you up on his shoulders, loving the way your thighs squeeze around his head. throwing you over his shoulder, metal hand on your ass to make sure you don't slip. holding you by your waist with your legs wrapped around his. it's rare for you to be with eustass and for him to not be carrying you, its like second nature to him. and this man gets so fussy if you want to be put down. softly growling in your ear "make me.." while tightening his grip on you, refusing you to wiggle free from his grasp.

-the red-haired captain is genuinely angry if he hears you, or anyone else, talk poorly about you. nothing pisses him off faster than hearing untrue statements about the love of his life. the piercing glare he'll shoot your way if you start to talk down to yourself could kill. eustass will pull you close to him, whispering in your ear, the slightest hint of a growl in his gruff voice as he says "let me show you just how beautiful you are."

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a/n: i really struggled finishing this because it's lowkey hard to think straight with my head pounding but you'll have to pry my laptop out of my cold dead hands if you think i'm going to let being sick stop me from writing some fanfic 😌

a/n: also sorry for cutting law's part a little short, i literally can't look at my computer any longer 💀

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[sundew199]

You better fuck me like you mean it

a/n: dear god I hope I did him justice 🤞🏼

Tags: eustass kidd x f!reader, breeding/pregnancy, fingering, doggy, slight size kink or size difference, dirty talk, slight cum eating

kinktober day eight: breeding/pregnancy for anon

Someone looking from the outside in on the Kid pirate crew would never guess the red haired one armed brute had a soft spot. Frankly not even the entire crew knew he even had one, save for his closest crew mates. But the ones who did know, knew it was you. The once new member who joined his crew after they crossed into the new world, not even asking to join, just hoping onto his ship and ask where the next destination was.

Eustass tried to kick you off, tell you that you had no right just joining his crew like that, but it didn't work. It took a while for him to accept you and even longer to spare more than a few words, but once you broke past that barrier it was history from then on.

Neither of you knew how to deal with the harbored feelings for one another, until one drunken night where you woke up half naked in his bed. The awkwardness wouldn't be spared between you two, almost starting back to the beginning until it happened again, and again and again.

You considered it a relationship after he slipped up one night by saying "I love you", asking if he were messing with you while still buried in your cunt. He snarled a defiant 'No!' back to you and suffocated you with a kiss, fucking you the entire night in his cabin.

Something in him softened after that night, discreetly looking out for you without making the favoritism obvious to the other crew members and letting you get away with stuff no one else could. Behind the cold hearted fierce captain, was a man who held you close at night in his cabin and spent lazy mornings with you tangled in the sheets. The two of you were happy, content with life on the sea and all the possibilities of Kid reaching his goal, excited to be there with him, by his side.

"What?! Are you insane?"

"It was just a thought, get your panties out of twist." Snickering as you sat up in bed, leaning on one elbow facing towards him, laughing a bit harder at his baffled expression.

"You think I'd let you have a kid and raise one on a pirate ship?!" The volume in his voice raising with each word he spoke, scoffing some when you pressed your hand to his mouth, shushing him.

"Will you shut up? I was just kidding Jesus Christ." Rolling your eyes and removing your hand from his mouth, yanking the bed sheet further up your body to shield you naked form.

"No you weren't, I fucking know you better than that, you were being serious." Grumbling with a smidge of distain, offended that you were trying to play it off when he was very much taking it seriously.

"So?" Countering back, widening your eyes with raised brows, challenging him like you always did.

"So?!? We're on a god damn pirate ship, the last place a kid should be raised. You think I'm going to put your life and the little tike at risk like that?" Now sounding a bit angry at the initial suggestion, beginning to rethink if you should've mentioned it at all seeing how worked up Kid was getting over this. Though it was nice to see that he cared, not wanting to loose you or any children the two of you may or may not have, but good lord he was acting like you insulted his entire family line.

Sighing loudly and shaking your head, giving small little clicks of your tongue, you sat up, hugging the bed sheet around your torso, giving him a small smile. Tucking the sheet under your armpits, you leaned over with a careful hand to cup the side of his face ignoring the grumbles and locking him in a kiss. He relaxed slowly the longer you kissed him, melting to your soft lips on his and allowing the previous irritation to wash away.

"Just think about it for a sec," Mumbling into his lips, pressing down on his chest and allowing the sheet to fall from it's hold, keeping him from avoiding what you were trying to say. "I'd be having your baby."

"I know that." Grumbling back, slipping his arm out from under you to hold you at the waist, looking up at you to try and see where you could possibly be going with this.

"Not saying we have to, but just imagine it for me. Everyone would know who I belong to, who they'd have to deal with if they dare lay a finger on me." Practically whispering into his mouth, seeing his eye lids droop at your words, the image forming in his head and slowly understanding what you were conveying.

"Mhm." Moving his hand from your waist to the center of your shoulder blades, the warmth of his palm raising goosebumps on your skin.

"There's no harm in imagining is there?" A shift of seductive humor in your tone broke through, silencing whatever answer he may have with another kiss, throwing a leg over his while still holding the side of his face. Kid accepted his silence from you and kissed back hard, nipping and pulling at your bottom lip.

The morning would've continued on like that if it weren't for Killer knocking on the other side of the door, requesting his captain's presence. The muttering and grumbling brought more laughs out of you, watching him from the bed get half way decent. Just before he left, Kid kissed your cheeks and lips, reminding you there was no rush to get out of bed and to take your time. You smiled sweetly up at him, deciding to lounge in his cabin for a good while before joining everyone else.

Nothing exciting was going on today, just a supply stop at a nearby island which ending up being the area everyone decided to get wasted at, meaning the ship would be docked here overnight. You were already back to the ship by the time the rest of the crew crowded into one of the local bars, deciding you weren't in the mood to drink your heart out.

Assuming you were alone for the time being, you headed down to the kitchen to grab a quick snack in just an old t-shirt, nothing else besides your panties. A single light above the sink illuminated the area by the fridge, bent over and rummaging through what little was left to find something decent to eat.

"Did you even bother to check to make sure no one would walk in on you like this?"

The deep gravelly voice startled you, not hearing them come in and quickly trying to pull the end of your shirt down to cover yourself. You scoffed and rolled your eyes when you turned around to see Kid, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, eyeing you up and down like a predator would its prey.

"Thought you'd still be at the bar." Not answering his question, instead responding with your own, turning back around to the fridge to keep looking for a quick snack. His heavy footsteps grew closer, slow and calculated until hands rested on your hips. The cool metal from which he used to replicate his lost appendage was icy against your warm skin, the other hand warm and human, contrasting against each other from his touch.

Shamelessly, Kid brought your hips back into him, pressing you to the very obvious bulge in his pants, sharply inhaling and biting back a moan. You could hear him chuckle behind you, letting out a hum as the warmth of his palm spread over your back, moving the fabric of your shirt out of the way.

"Been thinking about this morning." Beginning on a low breath, pressing himself harder into your clothed cunt and basically farther into the fridge.

"Uh huh." Not bothering to try and remember what he was referring to, more so thinking of if you were about to let him fuck you right here or at least try to move.

Without even having to say a word, Kid yanked you out of the fridge by your hips, moving you to bend over the counter instead, catching the greedy smile on his face in the midst of the movement and noticing the tight knot forming in your lower stomach. With the metal hand on your hips, the rustling from behind could only be made out to be his other hand undoing his belt.

"Your little scenario got me thinking," His words vibrating in the shiver that ran up your spine, suddenly so wet and needy for him and all he did was press himself back into you. "I like the idea of you being swollen and round with my baby."

A soft moan left your lips at his words, instinctively pushing your hips back as he pulled your panties to the side, forming a little arch to make it easier to slide into your dripping cunt.

"You're gonna fuck a baby into me?" Working in a little taunt into your tone, eyes rolling back with the metal hand squeezed the flesh of your ass.

"It's what you want right?" Pressing himself into your back, words ticking your ear as he spoke, turning to face him with a begging look to convey what you wanted without words.

Kid laughed under his breath, using the metal hand to keep your spread apart as two of his fingers swiped over your folds. Already being so wet earned an amused groan from him, staying pressed to your back as he gather enough of your slick on his fingers before slipping them in. Every part of Eustass Kid was big, his ego, his goals, his fingers and his dick. Prep work was always required no matter how desperate the two of your were for each other, but even the stretch of two girths fingers were never enough for the stretch around his dick, but it'll have to do.

Even knowing it were only the two of you on the ship, there was always the slight possibility of someone walking on, so you did your best to be quiet. But it was hard, so hard when he scissored and fluttered along that spongy spot inside you that had stars forming in your vision, gasping and clinging onto him.

"You want it bad huh?" Taunting in your ear, shoving his fingers all the way up to the last knuckle inside you, like he were literally trying to open you up.

He didn't even give you enough time to try and answer, switching from moving his fingers around your walls to pumping them, squelching the juices soaking his hand and wrist, making it next to impossible to keep down the moans and whines of desperation. Kid laughed again, like he were pitying you and pressing his cheek to yours as he pressed your body into the counter.

"Fuck - Eustass-" Croaking out, ends of your words filtering out into a broken sob, trying to grasp anything within reach but finding nothing, leaving you clawing at the air.

Yanking his fingers out suddenly, ripping a surprised gasp from your throat, your body fell limp onto the counter, so drained of energy and barely getting a chance to cum on his fingers. You didn't need to see to know he was freeing his cock, relaxing the lower half of your body to prepare for the undeniable stretch that was to come.

Splitting your soaking and sensitive folds with the head of his cock, lubricating himself just a bit, he sighed at the sight, already looking forward to see you leaking with his cum, only to shove it back in. Kid didn't expect the little scenario you mentioned this morning to mess with his head this badly, but the moment he started to picture you pregnant was his undoing. Various scenarios ran through his head from that moment on, like you riding his cock swollen and round, or how much bigger your tits would get, and fuck it, he wanted to see that.

"Fuck me like you mean it Eustass, C'mon."

Your breathy demand that tried to come off as encouragement sent him shoving himself slowly inside you, watching your cunt stretch and swallow his cock. God it was his favorite thing to witness, your gummy walls wrapping around him greedily and taking him in, shit he wouldn't trade this for the world.

Once he bottomed out, felt the very tip press into the depths of your cunt then he felt comfortable enough to pull halfway out and go back in. Fucking you rough and fast, required built up, as brutal as the world may know him, he wasn't that way with you.

Holding tight onto one hip, he slowly formed a pace, steady to your liking and basking in the pitchy desperate moans you let out with each thrust. You were meeting each thrust, standing on your tippy toes to send him deeper and god was he a lucky, lucky man. What woman would go to these lengths while being fuck? You did and Kid knew that and reminded himself to hold onto you.

"Faster." You moaned, bending your back into a deep arch, pressing your forehead to the countertop and letting the euphoria of his fat cock fucking into you wash over.

Colliding his hips faster at your request, Eustass tightened his grip on your hip, knowing the metal finger would leave nice little bruises later, another sight he liked to see as courtesy of him. Marking your perfect skin with his imperfections had the heat in his blood rising, the pull of contrasts to bringing you two together.

"How bad do you want it woman?" Asking through huffs of breaths, watching the way your ass bounced off his pelvis, the ripples he sent through your flesh.

"Badly, please."

"Say it." Demanding with a devilish smirk, knowing you would hear it in his words without having to see his lips curl.

"Please fuck a baby into me, Eustass." Responding to him so prettily it was sickening almost, so sweetly sickening how your words alone could sway his actions, get him to do what you want.

Slamming the hand that wasn't holding tightly onto your hip by the side of your head, Kid returned to pressing his chest onto your back, hips snapping like a piston into yours.

"You want my cum that badly? Fuck you until you're round and heavy?" Growling into your ear, hips snapping harder and faster with each pant of his words, your body shaking beneath him all sense of composure dissipated.

"Yes, yes please yes,"

"Make you a mommy yeah?" Lifting off of your back just a hare to readjust his hips, thrusting into you even deeper, like he were aiming to cum directly into your womb. "Shoot my cum right into your womb princess, make sure it takes."

Your lashes fluttered and your eyes rolled back into your head, clenching and unclenching around his cock with each deep thrust, begging in every which way possible for him. Eustass snarled behind you, standing up straight and grasping both hips as his thrusts turned sporadic and uncoordinated.

"Fucking perfect pussy just for me, fuck I love you." Sputtering out with a groan, slamming into you one last time as his dick began to pulse inside of you, painting your sore and oversensitive walls with his cum. Your orgasm came shortly after, not even needing any extra stimulation besides his dick ramming in and out of you.

Barely able to move after he pulled out, sighing at the way it dripped down your legs, you jolted and groaned at it being pushed back inside you and any remnants being gathered on his tongue swiping over your thigh. He pulled your panties back over, humming at how quickly they turned soaked from the overflow of his cum leaking out of your hole, but having no where else to go.

"So what happens if it doesn't take?" Asking on your walk back to his cabin, a bit delirious and fucked out still.

"Then I'll keep fucking you until it does." Answering like you asked the world's stupidest question, rolling his eyes and letting you into the room first.

"Maybe one more round then, just to be sure."

Catching the way your eyes and lips matched the lustful determination in your tone, Eustass responding with a throaty laugh, locking the door to his cabin before tossing you onto the bed, another long sleepless night ahead for the both of you.

[matchadobo]

KIDD; giggly se*x

wc: 1172

warning/s: 🔞nsfw, p in v, soft seggs, soft kidd, afab reader, fluff and smut, established relationship, not proofread

inspired from this post

it was 12 in the midnight and kidd still hadn't got home, he said he'll just be quick to drink with the boys to let loose and relieve some stress. he had been gone for a couple of hours and you were uncharacteristically worried.

but that all changed when the door swung open and he walked a little lopsidedly. he seems to still have a shred of composure, because he somehow still got a smile in him when he saw you.

he motioned for you to come close, carrying you by your bum when you clung onto him as you hug him. "missed me, aye?" he placed sloppy kisses on the side of your face down to your neck.

"seems like you missed me." you giggled, his lips tickling you. "welcome home." you combed your fingers through his crimson locks.

he hummed, placing you down the mattress as he unbuttoned your shirt. "a-ah, kidd are we..." you felt weak under his lips and touch, undressing you as he freed your breasts from your bra by just lowering the pads, not even bothering to take the whole thing off.

"fuckin'? mhm." he nibbled on the bundle of nerves in the middle of your breasts. "all flustered and shit now that i'm here, aye?" he did that thing where he sucked on your sides because he knew that it tickles you.

you broke into fits of giggles, telling him to stop but your laughter always interrupted your protests. and kidd was smiling as he did so, reveling in your reaction.

"i wanna do somethin' different tonight." he latched his lips off of your skin stained from his lipstick. he looked deeply into your tear-stained eyes from laughing too much before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"yeah? you're acting totally different right now. what's the matter with you?" you held his face in your hands.

he took one of your hands and planted a kiss on your knuckles, close to where your marriage ring resides–one he made himself. "figured i don't make love to you that much."

"huh? but we just fucked earlier." you laughed, puzzled at his demeanor.

"yeah, the dirty and disgustin' sex. don't get me wrong, i love it, aye? 's just, the booze got me thinkin' a lot of shit tonight." he sat down, taking off his goggles and wiggling out if his fur coat.

"like what?" you faced him sitting down with him as you pulled your bra up. "is everything okay, kidd?"

he didn't answer, instead he patted his lap for you to sit on. and you complied, facing him as you settled on his thighs.

"i wanna make you laugh more," he tucked strands of hair behind your ear as he looked up at you. "make you smile more." he placed a kiss on your nose. "so much that we're left breathless." he alternated gazes between your eyes, taking in how truly mesmerizing he finds you. "you up for it?"

you bit your lip trying to prevent yourself from smiling, covering your face. "what's gotten into you, kidd?" you peeked behind your fingers, peering at how he gave you a weak smile.

as a response, he pulled you closer and started peppering your neck with playful, sloppy kisses. and he knew that it tickled you the most when he does that, he was grinning as he did so.

"nothin'," he giggled on you skin, light kisses on your shoulder. "somethin' so wrong showin' my bonnie a lil' love?"

while you two were noisily giggling to yourselves, he got busy with slipping your panties off. he loved squeezing the flesh of your thighs, kneading the curve of your ass as you wrap your arms around his neck.

lots of it continued until your clothes were completely off and you lied atop his frame, feeling up the hardness of his cock on your stomach and the sensitivity of your nipples on his chest.

his palms roamed around the surface of your skin, he felt the goosebumps he inflicted and grinned on your lips.

"doin' alright?" he teased, biting on your lip before letting you go completely and looking into your eyes with that nasty gaze as he got satisfied with what he's doing to you. satisfied at how he left your lips swollen and your cheeks a blushing mess.

"mhm. you're one to talk when you're embarrassingly hard." you sat up, pumping his cock softly.

"that's where you miscalculated, bonnie. i ain't embarrassed. matter of fact, i'm ecstatic." he playfully rubbed your chin. "so go ahead."

he sat up, holding you in place as he looked up at you and you looked down on him.

"hmm, nah. i don't wanna make it easy for you." you placed kisses on his jaw down to his neck, sucking on the pale surface. right to his adam's apple where he's most ticklish.

his body recoiled a little as a reaction, but he was laughing for the most part. he wasn't trying to latch off of you like a normal reaction from being tickled, he let you reach down to his collarbones where it made more blood rush to his cock.

"ahh, bonnie you're too much into this, aye? a little too excited to please me, hm? seems you won't get off easy with just a few rounds later." he subtly grinded his lap to induce friction on your cunt, fighting off the giggles you're eliciting from him.

at the split moment where you decided to pull away and voluntarily get lost in his eyes to see his expression, he maneuvered your frame so you he can be on top of you. and once again, laughter tickled your throats and it was like the first time you two are making love again.

"still got it in you, huh?"

"bonnie, i always gotta be the one on top, hm? you know that." he gave your nose a peck, parting with a smile before straightening himself up. he gave his length a few pumps before teasing your folds with it.

after spitting on it, he pressed foreheads with you before pushing himself completely in. you arched your back, grazing your nails on his sinewy back. he chuckled in your ear, feeling you tighten around him.

"what's so funny?" you broke out and before he could move himself in you, he angled his head so he could kiss you.

"no, not funny, mm-mm. i just find it amusing." he propped himself up with his arm, hands beside you head.

"what is?"

"that you got me gigglin' and smilin' over the littlest shit." he nuzzled his face deeper on the crook of your neck, smiling as he grabbed your sides while he started moving in and out of you.

you two exchanged breaths from the impact, grinning afterward for no fucking reason. just drunk and crazy of the thought of one another, filling each other up. kidd collided lips with you, smiling as he fucked you when you giggled from the fuzziness on your stomach.

I JUST HAD TO MAKE ONE FOR HIM PLEASE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I MISS MY POOKIE BEAR

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Could I request Accidentally saying I love you prompt with Kid? Love your fics 💙

DESCRIPTION: Prompt: Accidentally saying ‘I love you’

WARNINGS:  mutual pining, slight hurt/comfort

CHARACTERS: Kid

WORDS: 1,249

A/N: Thank you for requesting this prompt! I hope you like what I came up with

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Kid flaunts his metal arm and scars like a badge of honour and constant symbol of his power and ability to endure and win. It shows anyone on the Grand Line and all those back towards where he started his journey how far he’d come. How strong he was and only getting stronger and fiercer, deserving of any rising bounty he’s given. He’s one of the Supernovas, the worst generation and he refuses to show weakness. However by refusing to admit his struggles bring a new challenge for the crew. They’re all well equipped to deal with Kid’s usual brusque and aggressive personality because they know when it’s just Kid being Kid or when it’s Kid in pain and hiding it. When he’s in pain? That’s when they’re out of their depth. 

If they dared to confront him or imply he’s struggling with his old wounds he’d either punch them in the face and throw them in the ocean or he’d only get even more aggressive and defensive. Patience isn’t a strong suit in most of the crew, which leaves the task of dealing with Kid to Killer and you. While you were a new addition to the crew, your role as the ship’s doctor had been godsend. When you heard the telltale roar of frustration and slamming of metal against the wall from the workshop you sighed and rose from your spot on the table in the kitchen. Lightly you tapped Killer’s shoulder. “I’ve got him.”

With careful steps you made your way to the workshop and knocked once before sliding the door open. You were able to side step Kid’s boot as it was thrown towards you. Blinking in surprise at the shoe on the floor you slowly looked towards your Captain. Your head tilted slightly and regarded Kid who was taking slow, haggard breaths. With a sigh you scooped the boot off of the ground and stepped into the workshop, closing the door behind you. “What’s the problem, Kid?”

“I’m fine.” Kid growled and his eyes narrowed slightly when a satisfied smirk twitched at your lips. 

“Didn’t ask what was wrong with you. I meant what was wrong in here to make you lash out.” You explained stepping closer and Kid tensed, knowing you’d already caught him. “Is there an issue with you that I should know about?”

“I’m fine.” Kid’s voice emphasised the repeated lie, still not ready to admit he was struggling to cope with the pain in what remained of his arm and through his shoulder. “Am I needed for something?”

“Nope.” You hummed and dropped Kid’s boot down on the floor, just out of arms reach. “Put your boot back on before you get hurt. Make sure to tie the laces.” Kid turned in his seat to glare at you, his eyes untrusting. He hated you coming to him, your methods of getting him to lower his guard. Why couldn’t it have just been Killer? Under his fierce glare you refused to shrink away, as fierce as your Captain was, your concern for him won out over any other emotion you felt. Deliberately you dropped your gaze to the still untouched shoe and returned your challenging stare to Kid. It was clear you weren’t going to leave until he did as you wished. 

Muttering under his breath, Kid stooped down and snatched the boot, pulling it on and tightly grabbing the laces to begin tying them only to jolt when your fingers lightly pressed into the offending shoulder blade. A growl of pain built in Kid’s chest and he managed to choke out the urge to yell and swear at you. “You don’t need to say anything Captain. Saying nothing means you’re not admitting to any weakness you think you have. Just nod when I’m where hurts the most.”

Kid glared down at the ground, caught so easily by you and your keen instinct. With a small sigh he slowly straightened up in his seat and nodded. He ground his teeth together and nodded each time your fingers pinpointed the areas dealing him the worst pain. When your assessment was almost over you lightly tapped his metal arm, an unspoken request for him to remove it. With a click of his teeth Kid used his ability to make his arm drop loudly to the floor. 

Your fingers lightly pressed against the stump and Kid hissed sharply, instinctively pulling away but forced himself to stay in his seat. With a shaky breath he nodded hard and you knew to start there first. Slowly you worked your fingers into the scarred and tense tissue, letting the heat of your hands and precise movements begin to alleviate the source of Kid’s pain. A low groan of relief slipped out of Kid’s mouth and a small, smug hum slipped through yours. Kid’s eye cracked open and he scowled at you. “Gloating doesn’t suit you, Doc.”

“Gloating implies I’m doing something to be proud of. However since I’m not doing something because you insist nothing’s wrong then I can’t be accused of gloating can I?”

“You’re far too smart for your own good you know that?” Kid grumbled, leaning more into your touch as his eyes slipped closed once more. You were also far too good at easing the pain and tension he’d been trying to ignore. Outside of these moments that you treated him, there was always a fun give and take between you both but still refusing to step beyond that line of Captain and crew and into a real conversation of feelings. With every spike of pain that your commanded and controlled out of his body, the more he relaxed and felt his mind calm, pulling him into an almost trancelike state. “Thanks Doc…love you.”

Kid hadn’t realised the words that slipped out until your fingers paused in their movements. For a moment Kid frowned that you’d stopped and blinked as his mind caught up with itself and then he was hit with his statement. His head whipped over to stare at you with widened almost panicked eyes. Your lips were parted and your eyes held their own guarded panic, your expression was almost disbelieving, uncertain that you’d heard him right. “I-I-I mean…”

“Relax Captain…” You broke the tension with a soft smile, trying to keep your voice light and teasing. You took a small step back and lifted your hands. “My hands are magic, too powerful for their own good. Love spell’s over.”

“Heh, yeah…you’ll have to be careful with them. Dangerous.” Kid returned your smile with his own half smirk, lifting his own hand to experimentally press against his stump, finding he could move so much better now and his mood was lifted, apart from the embarrassment gnawing at him. Swallowing hard he made his metal arm lift from the floor and rejoin against his stump. “Thanks again.”

“Anytime.” You smiled, quickly leaning in to press a small kiss against his cheek. “I mean it, anytime.” Kid watched you leave with a softened gaze and quickly turned in his seat to return to his worktable. With every passing day you were on this ship, you were getting faster at making him lower his defences and your gaze was getting sharper at seeing that which he hid so well. With his slip up today, it was only a matter of time before you got a full confession of his feelings out of him. Just not yet though, but soon.

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OMG, I SUUPPERRR Love the "New Names" Prompt, it was actually what led me to your blog here, the last 3 parts were a blast to read, so I was wondering if you could maybe do a part 4 that includes Kidd, King, Katakuri, and maybe 2 or 3 characters of your choice?

New Names pt.4 (Kid, Katakuri, Smoker)

_____ Pairings: Kidd x Reader; Katakuri x Reader; Smoker x Reader Summary: His reaction when you call him pal, buddy, etc. Warnings: Mostly Fluff, Female Reader A/N: I'm so sorry I haven't watched One Piece up to where King is introduced so I added Smoker instead (I couldn't think of any other characters)! I'm so glad you like the series! [One Piece Masterlist] [Part 1: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Ace, Law] [Part 2: Shanks, Sabo, Crocodile] [Part 3: Corazon, Killer, Mihawk, Penguin] _____

- Kid -

(A/N: Suggestive towards the end?)

When you decide to play a small prank on your boyfriend it is only later that you find out the consequences you should've regarded beforehand. But in the moment you were too giddy to care. You had finally thought of something not too bad that Kid would kick you off the ship but noticeable enough for him to react. So, when your eyes spotted your boyfriend's signature red hair and permanent frown, you had to struggle to keep the grin from spreading on your face.

You just had to see it through until the end.

He had sauntered in as always, eyes sharp and broad shoulders slouching, his gaze darting to you so subtly you'd have to be an expert to witness it. You are in an open space - the deck of the ship - and so he barely gives you any sign of intimacy but he always prefers to linger by your side. He seems irritated as you had not been beside him for long today, and you soon find out your thoughts are right by his prompt words.

"Babe," his voice is deep in the air but gritted against his teeth. "Here you are, I fucking searched the whole ship for you."

You fight to roll your eyes at his impatience but you concede to the plan you have set out for yourself and reply.

"Sorry buddy, I should've let you know earlier I'd be on deck."

And all of a sudden, you could hear a pin drop.

Promptly, it's like the ocean waves that crash against the ship go silent along with the restless wind in the sails. Your crewmember's voices hush to nothing as they eye you and your Captain, unsure of whether to laugh or cry at your words. All they know is that you are fortunate to be his girlfriend because partner or not, Kid would likely throw anyone off the ship if they called him buddy.

His expression does nothing to hide just that fact.

He had frozen still, his eyes had sharpened deadlier than usual, fists clenched to his side and face darkening. You can see the twitch of his eyebrows and the tensity of his form but are most surprised to see a slight pink hue on his cheeks. Was that embarrassment?

Despite the "dangerous" atmosphere, you have to fight back a laugh.

"Are you alright, buddy?"

Your crew members gape at you, some shaking their heads to try and stop your words. But you are bold. Of course you were, you were dating Eustass Kid.

"What the fuck did you just call me?"

Kid approaches you but then he bears witness to your lips quirking upwards into a sly grin. You shrug your shoulders nonchalantly as you lean back into the chair you sat in, but unbeknownst to you it is then that your boyfriend’s mind clicks.

"Bu-ddy," you reply in a sing-song voice.

The crew are shocked at their Captain's restraint, especially when they see him look like he's ready to murder someone. The funny thing is that he looked like he was ready to kill anyone who wasn't you.

They all collectively take a step back.

However, their shock only amplifies ten-fold when all the pent-up tension fades as Kid's lips turn upwards into a taunting smirk. Killer has to stop himself from putting a hand to his head at everyone’s absurd reactions.

"Now princess, it seems you've forgotten who's actually in charge here."

Your eyes widen in your own surprise at the sudden change in his demeanour. Kid looks at you with his same sharp eyes but his wide smirk shines almost scarily as he approaches you closer. “You think you can get away with pranking your Captain? Cause I don’t think you fucking can babe.” He pulls you to your feet before hoisting you up on his shoulder.

"Hey- okay, I'm sorry! I’m sorry! Kid! Babe, put me down!"

But Kid does not heed your words and instead walks away from the still-gaping crew, intent on having you in his chambers until it is only his name that slips your lips.

- Katakuri -

When you are left alone with your thoughts, you oftentimes come up with ideas that usually incorporate your boyfriend. And today, you found yourself quite alone. You were bored and waiting for Katakuri to come back to you after being sent on a mission to God-knows-where. Luckily, a thought had popped into your mind quite easily and it had intrigued you to see what your boyfriend's reaction would be.

Speaking of which, you could hear heavy footsteps making their way to your door, and sure enough, your stoic boyfriend had knocked, patiently waiting for you to answer. You grin happily despite your plan as you missed him though he has been gone only a few hours. "Coming!" You instantly stand and open your door, smile only brightening at the sight of Katakuri safe and at home. You see his eyes soften as he looks at you.

"Hello love," His words are gentle to you, and you hesitate for only a moment before complying with your plan.

"Hey man, I missed you!"

In a rare moment, you see Katakuri's eyes shine with complete confusion. It is followed by the furrow of his brows as though he thought it was not you speaking to him, but someone else. The expression only lingers for a moment though, and then he looks at you with his usual, serious stare.

"Love..."

You freeze when he looks at you so knowingly, so quickly.

"Y-Yeah man?"

Katakuri sighs before leaning down to your eye level, patience in the depths of his reserved eyes.

"Is this another one of your tricks where I am to be surprised by your words or actions?"

You stop in surprise at how he has figured you out so easily, only now realising he must’ve gotten used to your impromptu pranks when left to your thoughts. You stutter before sighing heavily and rolling your eyes.

"Yes love, it is. You could’ve played along though!”

Your boyfriend looks at you with the same softness in his eyes as he witnesses your pouting face.

“Apologies love,” his words are muttered gently by your ear. He then removes the scarf that covers the lower half of his face, and suddenly he kisses your cheek softly. “I just rather terms of endearment from your lips, rather than man.”

You freeze at his actions and words and all of a sudden it is you who is taken aback as heat rushes to your face. As Katakuri steps past you into your chambers you feel yourself so lost in thought that for a moment, you completely forget about your failed prank. That is until your boyfriend calls for you again.

- Smoker -

Your boyfriend is often preoccupied and busy with the tasks that come with being a high-ranking officer of the Marines. You know the challenges and toils of being one, as you are one yourself. However, that doesn't disregard the fact that you miss him sometimes, as your roles often put distance between the two of you. Today was no different but Smoker would be returning to you soon after a shorter mission than usual, and unbeknownst to him you had come up with a small prank in the short time you were apart.

Your eyes move forward to the sight of a Marine ship approaching port and you fight to contain your grin. Sure enough, you can hear the rowdiness of Smoker's crew and the shouts of Tashigi as they go to dock the ship. When they finally do, they race to solid ground, most of them grinning and others saluting you as they pass. "Hello Vice-Admiral [y/n]!" You simply smile as you await your boyfriend and sure enough, he comes off the ship to you soon after, a nod of acknowledgement as he approaches your side.

"Hello love," he murmurs to you lowly and only so you can hear. You smile at the subtle way his eyes soften slightly, knowing he has missed you too.

"Hey dude, how was your mission?"

As you walk toward headquarters, suddenly you find that Smoker has frozen and his footsteps faltered. You stop and turn to him in mock confusion.

"What's wrong?"

He eyes you carefully as smoke bellows from the cigar in his mouth.

"Dude-?"

He quickly interrupts, the furrow of his brows and twitching of his lips showing you that he has of course noticed and was troubled.

"Who are you talking to right now?" Smoker grumbles to you, still static where he stands. You decide to approach him then, and tilt your head to the side, playing dumb.

"You?"

Smoker grits his teeth, the cigar in his mouth almost snapping in half. He leans down to you, so you see the way his eyes have sharpened.

"I'm sorry love, but I don't answer to dude. I thought you of all people would know that."

Your words stumble at his sudden proximity and you feel the heat wanting to rush to your face.

"I- I don't know what-"

Smoker lifts his hand and flicks your forehead lightly watching in amusement as you stare at him dumbfounded.

"Don't do that again."

He then continues walking but silently waits for you to fall into step beside him once more. He had missed you too much to hear such a platonic term slip your lips. He smiles subtly when you catch up to him once more, a kissable pout to your lips.

[galamalion]

꒰ა໒꒱ ‧₊˚ kidd in the bedroom﹕

kidd is unbearably obnoxious.

his large frame and massive hands don't help his attitude, easily able to manhandle you into whatever position with minimal effort on his part. kidd will grab your ankles and pull them apart, diving into his prize without a second thought.

he's not too keen on foreplay, but kidd is aware that he is quite gifted downstairs. and while not opposed to lube, he'd rather create a sloppy mess downstairs with his tongue than use the stuff. it helps to get him ready for the second act. and the third act. and the fourth...

he'd much rather have you a mess on his cock rather than his fingers, but that doesn't mean he won't pump you with his digits. no, kidd will achieve every possibility when you have sex. tongue, fingers, cock, oral, even anal if you let him indulge himself.

kidd has a firm stance on dirty talk: the more the better. he'll call you every name under the sun, praising and degrading you for your every movement or change in expression. 'slut' and 'whore' are probably his favorite expletives, but kidd will never pass up a chance to tell you to 'get on your knees.'

and speaking about getting on your knees, there's nothing kidd loves more than seeing you try to suck his cock. there's absolutely no way you're able to take the whole thing, but his the effort (and cum shot) that kidd adores seeing.

he's aware of harsh nature during the act but he also doesn't want to drop his bad boy act, so aftercare will probably be just a towel unless you ask for more. it's the day after that kidd makes up for his actions, having killer make you breakfast, taking a shower with you, letting you use his massive chest as a pillow...

kidd is an insufferable asshole, but deep down he really does care about you.

[chibinasuu]

Kid x Reader ― first snow; regret

part of the cozy holidays event

🎁 ― @gothmommie tags: sfw, angst with happy ending, GN!reader, no use of y/n

First snow used to excite you. 

It used to bring you joy, and wonder, and peace. You used to love how magical it looked when the landscapes around you were gradually blanketed in white as the snow piled up. 

But that was before. Now, first snow only brought guilt, and bitterness, and regret, along with the memory of the unforgiving stare of the love of your life. The coldness of his normally fiery eyes rivaled the freshly fallen snow as he abandoned you, mere minutes after his defeat at the hands of the Red Hair Pirates. 

You had sobbed on the ground as the green grass around you turned white – a sight no longer magical – but you didn’t blame him. It was entirely your fault that you kept the fact that you used to be an apprentice on the ship of your Captain’s biggest foe a secret.

When you heard about Kid’s plan to confront Red-haired Shanks, you had warned him not to go through with it. Of course, Kid being Kid, he did it anyway. When things had predictably escalated, you had gotten down on your knees in front of your old mentor and begged him to spare your crew.

The Emperor had let you all go with the cost of your Captain’s left arm. 

The memory of that day a year ago haunted your mind as you trudged across the snowy terrain along the coast of Ringo. 

You were in Wano because you had heard a rumor that a Poneglyph may be hidden in this country somewhere. You were under no banner now, but it didn’t mean that you were giving up on finding the One Piece. 

Well, call it chance, fate, or just mere coincidence – you couldn’t explain how you ended up coming across the Victoria Punk, docked at a small cove near the border of Hakumai. 

And there he stood. Your Captain. Your former Captain, you had to remind yourself. Your former best friend, your former… lover.

Before you could feign ignorance and run away, the metal of your belt buckle vibrated and you felt yourself being pulled by a magnetic force that was all too familiar. Kid set you down in front of him, on the deck of your former home. 

The two of you could only stare at each other, neither knowing what to say after a year of not seeing each other.

“I could recognize you from miles away.” He finally said. 

“What the hell are you doing here, Kid?” You asked. 

“It’s none of your business, isn’t it?” He scowled and retorted defensively, “You’re not part of my crew anymore, I don’t have to tell you shit.”

“Ouch, Kid.” You could feel hot tears pricking your eyes at his sharp words, “You didn’t need to drag me up here just to tell me that.”

You turned away, intending to get off the ship as fast as you could. You were about five steps away when Kid’s gruff voice stopped you in your tracks. 

“No, wait!” 

You had never heard such desperation in his voice before.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.” His voice was low when he continued, barely audible, “I didn’t mean what I said – and did – a year ago either.” 

Your heart stopped for a beat, second-guessing if this really was the same man you knew. Kid had never once apologized for anything for as long as you had known him.

As you faced him again, you studied his beautiful scarred face. His brows were furrowed, red-stained lips pressed into a thin line. You waited patiently as he hesitated, opening and closing his mouth indecisively. His next words were like an arrow to your heart.

“Kicking you off the crew was the biggest regret of my life.” 

He looked away, face tinged red from the cold and embarrassment, “I… wasn’t in my right mind at that time. I was blinded by rage, and I did the stupidest thing I could possibly do.”

“I was a mess for weeks after that – you can ask Killer.” He chuckled humorlessly, “I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. I was angry all the time.” At your raised eyebrows, he added, “Well, I mean, even more so than usual.” 

“Fuck. You drive me crazy, y’know?” He ran his hand through his messy hair as he breathed out your name, the sound like music to your ears, “I just… couldn’t stop loving you. And believe me, I tried. This whole damn year, I tried to forget you, but I just couldn't.”

You knew it couldn’t have been easy for a man like Kid to admit everything he just said. 

Your feet moved on their own accord, carrying you towards him. You threw your arms around his neck, no longer able to fight back the urge to be close to him. 

“I've missed you, Kid.” You confessed softly into his ears.

His grip around you tightened. His metal hand was frigid even through the clothing on your back, but you didn’t mind.

“I’m sorry for not telling you about my past with Shanks.” You said. It was your turn to apologize now. 

“It wasn’t my intention to keep that from you – it just never came up. And when you decided to target him, I tried to tell you, I swear, but you just… wouldn’t stop and listen.” You sighed exasperatedly, “You and your one-track mind really vex me sometimes.”

In the quiet that followed, you leaned back and gazed into his amber eyes. 

“I may have regretted not telling you about Shanks, but know that I never regretted asking him to spare your life, Kid.” You firmly said, “His crew would’ve annihilated us back then. I only did what I did because I love you and I didn’t want to see you get hurt. And even then, you still lost an arm, so…”

Your words trailed off, suddenly nervous of how he would react to your audacious remark. You knew that deep down, he knew that your words rang true – he was just too damn proud to admit it.

But instead, Kid stayed silent. He just leaned forward and touched his forehead to yours, basking in the closeness he had craved since the day he thoughtlessly made you step off his ship.

After a while, he finally answered your earlier question about what the hell he was doing here, “We’re raiding Onigashima tomorrow to take down Kaido. There's no way in hell I'm letting Straw Hat and Trafalgar take all the glory.”

You closed your eyes and sighed. Another stupid, reckless plan. And yet, when he asked if you would fight by his side, the word naturally fell out of your mouth,

“Always.”

Snowflakes dropped from the clouds above as you held each other in a warm embrace. Despite wandering around Ringo for days, it was your first snowfall in Wano.

You breathed in the cold air and the familiar scent of Kid that you’ve missed oh-so-much. 

The first snow that landed on your entwined bodies, blanketing the wooden deck in white, felt like forgiveness, and reconciliation, and new beginnings.

a/n: i know i said this is a drabble event but i've never written for kid before so i got too excited, got carried away, and this ended up being around 1k words 😅

anyway, it’s december and officially the start of my holiday event!! thanks to everyone who have requested so far, i’m really excited to write all of them! i'm still accepting submissions so please send in your requests if you're interested <3

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Lament

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Lament

Word Count: 551

Tags: Hint at angst; Hint at Fluff;

Special Warning: English is not my first language!

Notes: I can't get this song out of my head and I can't get this scene out of my head... It's part of Kid's meet-cute story and yes, it's a spoiler, though you won't understand what you're being spoiled about. Chances are I won't even write it like this when the time comes, but I needed this out of my head!! This has helped me destress the day away... I hope you enjoy it, even though it's small and just a piece of something that's not unfinished because it isn't even started.

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He had taken you to the overlook again, that calm spot where only you and the stars were witnesses to the ghosts that haunted you both. The silence felt heavier than during those other times, something unsaid hung in the air. Not something bad, like the anger that had been left in the past - the misunderstandings or the hurt - but something far deeper. 

“How can ye love someone like me?”

His words sounded rehearsed, like he'd been replaying them in his head over and over, too afraid to whisper them to you, too afraid to voice his inner thoughts. 

A small sigh parted your lips. You had been waiting for the literal bomb to drop, but it was more destructive than you had initially thought. 

“What do you mean, Kid?”

“Ye know what I mean!” Kid passed one hand through his fiery red hair, the heavy motorcycle creaking with effort as he leaned against it. “After everythin’ I've done, all I've put ye through, the pain I've inflicted on ye… I…”

Kid sighed heavily, a frown pulling his lips downwards. His next words were a mere whisper, thick with emotion and all that was left unsaid in between. 

“How can ye look at me and still find somethin’ worthy of bein’ loved?” 

You moved away from the edge of the overlook, the arms you had wrapped securely around your body opening up as you shed your defenses for him. His vulnerability called to yours like twin flames, burning with the same intensity. 

“I know you're not perfect–”

“Perfect?” He interrupted you with a loud bark. “I'm not even good! Let alone perfect! I'm angry, volatile, loud, and–... and a bloody coward.”

Just one step took you closer than you’d been to him in the last few weeks. Just one step turned your heart into a drum, beating wildly and fast. 

“If only you'd let me finish…” You admonished, a slight playful edge to your tone. Kid grumbled but stayed silent, so you continued with your thoughts. “You're not perfect, but I never asked for perfection. I see the way you're trying so hard to make amends.”

Kid's eyes fell on you, and his hand twitched at your proximity, though he didn't push the unsaid boundaries you’d put up since he broke you apart. He didn't even try to touch you. 

“I see the man who shows up every day; the man who slowly wins my trust back; the man who shares ghosts of the past with me, even though they take part of his soul when he's reminded of them.”

Another one of your steps brought Kid closer to touching you. His scent enveloped you and invaded your senses, making your heart clench at the distance you’d created. 

“And I see the man who cares in his own way, even though he doesn't say it, most likely never will, but he shows it with every small gesture.”

The way you smiled at him must have hit home, because Kid let out a small whine, his brows furrowing as his lip trembled. 

“So no, Kid. You're not perfect.” Lifting your arm, you let just the tips of your fingers trace his jawline, following the shiver the touch created down his neck and settling on his flesh arm. “But you're damn worth it.”

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[princesskenny1998]

One Piece | Eustass Kid x KidPirate!f!softdom!reader ~ Perfect (smut)

The crew of the Victoria Punk was used to being stared at—their reputation preceded them wherever they went, and they were known as some of the fiercest and most ruthless pirates on the sea. Eustass Kid’s name alone sent shivers down the spines of Marines and other pirates alike. However, you always managed to draw just as many stares for an entirely different reason.

The soft pastel pink of your dress swayed gently in the breeze as you strode down the deck, a stark contrast to the dark, punk-rock aesthetic of the Kid Pirates around you. The crew wore leather, chains, and heavy boots, all blacks and reds, while you favored flowing skirts, white lace, and an occasional pastel bow in your hair. Even your weapons—deadly as they were—were tucked neatly into a dainty white leather holster embroidered with pink flowers. Your demeanor was sweet, polite, and friendly to an almost disarming degree.

The regular townsfolk who watched you and the crew dock always looked baffled, some even whispering to themselves, wondering how a woman as gentle-looking as you ended up with a pirate crew like Kid’s. What they didn’t know, what they couldn’t know, was how you had Kid himself wrapped around your little finger—how you held the true power in your relationship with the infamous pirate captain.

It was subtle, of course. Kid still stomped around and bellowed orders in public, his brash and wild nature on full display. He still struck fear into the hearts of anyone who dared to oppose him, his iron fists ready to break any threat to pieces. But when it was just the two of you, behind closed doors, the dynamic was completely different. You had him exactly where you wanted him, and the thrill of knowing that you could command a man like Kid with just a few words or a single look was intoxicating.

You had learned early on how much Kid craved the feeling of power, how much he thrived on control—except when it came to you. With you, he surrendered that control willingly, and you loved every second of it.

The door to the captain’s quarters creaked shut behind you, and Kid’s eyes were already on you, his usual arrogance tempered with something softer, almost expectant. You walked toward him, your boots clicking softly against the wooden floor as you closed the distance, every step deliberate.

“Sit,” you instructed, your voice gentle but commanding, and Kid obeyed immediately, settling back onto the edge of your massive bed. The bed creaked under his weight, but he didn’t break eye contact with you. His broad shoulders, usually held high with authority, seemed to relax ever so slightly, as if he were waiting for you to take the lead.

You stood in front of him, your dress billowing slightly around you, and smiled sweetly as you slowly lifted one foot, showing off the white lace socks that peeked out from your over-the-knee boots. “Take them off,” you said simply, a hint of playful mischief in your eyes. “Now.”

Kid’s eyes darkened at your words, his jaw tightening just a bit, but he didn’t hesitate. He reached forward, his strong hands moving to the buckles of your boots with a strange sort of reverence. He pulled at the leather, loosening the straps and slipping the first boot off with care, his fingers brushing against the delicate lace of your sock. Then he moved to the other boot, following the same routine—every movement slow and deliberate, as if savoring the moment.

“Good boy,” you murmured, and you felt a rush of satisfaction when you saw the way his gaze flickered with excitement at the praise, his usual defiance melting away under the weight of your approval.

As he removed the second boot, you balanced your foot on his thigh, the white lace socks soft against him. His fingers trailed up your ankle, pausing at the top of the sock where the lace met your bare thigh, but he didn’t move further—he knew better than to act without permission. You had trained him well.

“Go on,” you said, your voice firm but gentle. “Take them off, too.”

His fingers trembled slightly as he obeyed, carefully peeling the first sock down, rolling it over your calf and foot until it slipped free. You let your foot rest in his hand for a moment, enjoying the way he looked up at you from his seated position, the usual fire in his eyes tempered with something more submissive.

“Other one,” you said, your tone almost casual.

He nodded, quickly moving to the second sock. You watched him work, taking in the way his usually rough and forceful hands were now gentle, careful not to snag the delicate fabric. He slid the sock down slowly, as if dragging out the moment for as long as possible, his attention focused entirely on you.

When both socks were off, he sat back, his hands resting on his knees, waiting for your next instruction. There was no hint of rebellion or arrogance in his posture—only the unspoken promse that he was yours to command, that he would do whatever you asked without question.

You let a slow smile spread across your face, feeling the thrill of power surge through you, and you reached down, running your fingers through his unruly red hair, tugging it lightly. Kid’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment, a low sound of pleasure escaping his lips, and you knew you had him exactly where you wanted him.

“Good boy,” you said again, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his forehead, feeling the heat of his skin beneath your lips. “Now, let’s see how well you can really behave for me.”

Kid’s eyes snapped open, his expression a mix of longing and obedience, and you could see the desire burning there—the need to be everything you wanted, to be the man who would bow to you without losing an ounce of his strength or fire. It was intoxicating, knowing that you held the reins, that you could bring out this side of him whenever you wanted.

“Yes,” he rasped, his voice low and rough, barely more than a whisper. “Whatever you say.”

And in that moment, the fierce, unstoppable pirate captain—the man feared by so many—was completely and utterly yours, caught in the web you had so carefully and intentionally spun.

Kid’s eyes stayed locked on yours, his normally wild and unpredictable nature tamed, held in check by the unspoken promise of your command. You stroked his hair again, feeling the tension in his shoulders melt away as you rewarded him with that simple touch. There was a storm of emotions in his gaze—desire, longing, and a kind of deep, unfathomable trust. It was rare for him to let his guard down like this, but he did it for you, and that was something you never took for granted.

“My good boy,” you repeated, softer this time, your fingers sliding from his hair to his jaw. You tilted his chin up, forcing him to look at you, to focus entirely on you and nothing else. His breathing hitched at your touch, and you saw the shudder that ran through him—so subtle that only you, who knew him so well, would catch it.

He was always like this with you—hungry for your approval, craving the praise that you alone gave him. He lived for these moments, where you were in control, where you set the pace and he willingly followed, letting himself be yours in a way he’d never allow anyone else. It was a secret between you, a hidden side of the fearsome pirate captain that no one else would ever see.

“Get on your knees,” you said, your voice low but commanding. It wasn’t a request, and you could see the way his eyes widened slightly at the order, a spark of excitement igniting in them. He hesitated only for a fraction of a second before obeying, sliding off the edge of the bed and kneeling before you, his broad hands resting on your thighs as he looked up at you with an expression that was almost reverent.

Your pastel dress, a stark contrast to the dark, rugged surroundings of the ship’s cabin, draped around you like a waterfall of soft color. It framed you perfectly, the light fabric highlighting the power you held in this moment—a power you knew Kid adored. You leaned forward, letting your fingers trail down the column of his neck, feeling the rapid beat of his pulse under your touch.

“What do you want, Kid?” you asked, your tone teasing and gentle. You knew exactly what he wanted, of course, but you wanted to hear him say it. You wanted him to tell you how much he craved you, how much he wanted to obey.

His jaw clenched, the roughness of his features betraying the internal struggle—always so proud, so confident, and yet here, with you, he was willing to shed that pride without hesitation. “I want… to please you,” he said, his voice low and husky, his gaze never leaving yours. “I want to be good for you.”

A pleased smile curved your lips, and you leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead again, feeling the way he exhaled shakily against you. “You are good for me,” you murmured. “But you can do better, can’t you?”

“Yes,” he breathed, the desperation in his voice barely contained. “I’ll do anything.”

His words sent a thrill down your spine, and you felt your control over him tighten like a leash. There was something intoxicating about having a man like Eustass Kid—the very embodiment of chaos and power—kneeling before you, waiting for your next command with bated breath. You knew he could break anyone who stood in his way, knew how dangerous he was, but here, in this room, he was as tame as a loyal dog.

“Good,” you said simply, stepping back just enough to give him room to move. “Then show me.”

Without hesitation, Kid’s hands moved to the hem of your dress, his calloused fingers careful as he lifted the fabric up and over your hips. He was thorough, his eyes hungry as he drank in every detail of you, his rough exterior barely containing the intensity of his need. His hands trembled slightly as they brushed against the delicate lace of your lingerie, the contrast between the softness of the fabric and the ruggedness of his hands only heightening the tension.

You allowed him this moment, watching as he worked with the kind of patience that didn’t come naturally to him, his hands careful not to tear or damage anything. He looked up at you for approval, a silent question in his eyes, and you nodded, giving him permission to continue. The relief and excitement that flashed across his face made your heart race.

As he moved closer, his breath warm against the inside of your thigh, you felt a rush of power—knowing that you were the only one who could make him like this, make him surrender so completely. You tucked his hair gently, urging him on, and he responded with a fervor that left you gasping. His hands were firm but careful, his movements slow and deliberate, taking his time as if savoring every moment of your approval.

“Good boy,” you whispered again, the words tumbling out as you felt your own control slipping just a fraction. It was a balancing act—the way you kept him on edge, kept him wanting and needing—and you knew he lived for the praise you gave him, the validation that he was enough, that he was doing exactly what you wanted.

His pace quickened at the praise, his grip tightening ever so slightly, and you couldn’t stop the moan that escaped your lips as he buried himself deeper in the task you’d given him. You let him guide you closer to the edge, your breath coming faster, your fingers tangling in his red hair as you held him to you, feeling his desperate need to please you radiating off of him in waves.

Time seemed to blur as he worked, his focus unwavering, and you felt your control slipping further and further until you couldn’t hold back any longer. The tension coiled tight in your body, building higher and higher until it finally snapped, and you cried out, your grip on him tightening as the pleasure washed over you.

Kid held you through it, his strong hands never wavering as you rode out the waves of your release, his eyes half-lidded and dark with satisfaction as he watched you come undone. You let out a shaky breath, your body relaxing into his touch, and you gave him a slow, appreciative smile as you gently pulled him back, away from you, his chest heaving as he looked up at you with a mixture of pride and longing.

“My perfect boy,” you said, and his eyes lit up with a fierce kind of joy that you knew was reserved only for you. He needed your approval, craved it in a way that no one else ever had, and it made him yours—completely and utterly yours.

“Now,” you said, your voice soft but firm as you reached down to lift his chin, forcing him to meet your gaze. “I want you to remember that you’re mine, Eustass. Understand?”

His expression turned serious, and he nodded, his eyes blazing with determination. “I know,” he said, his voice rough and hoarse. “I’m yours.”

You smiled, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the lingering heat of your release. “Good boy,” you whispered one last time, and you felt the shiver that ran through him at the words, knowing that they were exactly what he wanted—exactly what he needed.

For now, you were content to keep him wrapped around your finger, to let him bask in the moments when he surrendered to you completely. He might be the captain of this ship, one of the most feared pirates on the seas, but when it came down to it, he was yours in every way that mattered.

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[whispers-of-lilith]

Y/n: *painting Kids nails for the third time that week* "I swear, if you chip the polish again, I will lovingly cut your other arm off."

Kid: "Yeah, yeah, sure thing sweetheart."

Also Kid: *literally chips his freshly painted nails in a fight the next day*

Y/n: *is on the ship, nowhere near the fight* *squints eyes* "Something just happened..."

[portgasdbru]

DIRTY TEXT WITH ONE PIECE MEN

feat: luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, sabo, law, kid x f!reader

cw: strong language, crack, suggestive content

minors and ageless blog dni

[livelaughloveluffy]

when he's falling for you - eustass captain kid

a/n: surprise!!! i am officially starting to write for eustass now!! i have definitely been planning on writing for him for a while now, and now that i'm finally deeper into wano, i feel confident enough in my understanding and characterization of him!!!

nothing but fluff here 💗

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-kid isn't shy about his attraction towards you. "oi, hot stuff! get ya ass over here!" is a phrase you hear far too often... and your rosy cheeks definitely don't go unnoticed by him.

-eustass stops at absolutely nothing to tease you.. there's nothing the red-haired captain loves more than seeing you flushed and flustered by his words or actions. he'll whisper dirty things in your ear in front of the crew, "accidentally" brush his hand against your ass while giving you a sly smile. he just loves to watch you squirm.

-the captain is definitely a bit possessive over you... he'll stare daggers into any man too close to you, his large metal hand gripping your waist pulling you closer to his side.

-he's also surprisingly kind, and as much as he tries to play it off as something casual, you know better than that. kid's quiet gestures of affection easily stand out to your eye, when he softens his voice to speak to you, his subtle whispers checking in on you in front of the crew "ya doin okay, doll?"

-it also goes without saying how protective he is, the amount of times he's jumped in front of you during combat, taking hits at point blank range, all for your safety. and he doesn't ever say a word about it... no mutter, wince, or complaint of pain, nothing but worry filling his eyes as he tells you to get some place safe.

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a/n: ahhhhhhhh!!! eustass is just sooooo fun to write for!!! i will definitely be writing for him more in the future (probably when i'm procrastinating/taking breaks from my labs later this week 💀)

a/n: enjoyed this fic? here's my masterlist!!

[st4rpiece]

wearing someone else’s jacket

SFW

characters: luffy, zoro, usopp, sanji, ace, law, kidd, crocodile x reader summary: the guys reaction to you wearing someone else's jacket CW: fluff, cursing, slight violence

One Piece Masterlist

had this one sitting in my drafts for a hot minute. I just couldn't figure out usopp's part but it's all good lol.

i have a few ideas but i don't know which to tackle first, so i guess i'll do another poll since that helped me last time.

anyways i hope you guys enjoyed!!

[matchadobo]

Hope you're having a good one matcha!

Okay listen, the mafia one on modern part but they met in prison because Y/N is Kid's personal nurse because someone so notorious and big and scary like him can't be admitted with the other inmates rightttt

Soooo was thinking that he'll break out with her andddd it starts from there 😍 dark romance?? Hehehe ❤️‍🔥

KIDD; mafia

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dialogue: "i told you not to get close to me."

wc: 3971

warning/s: fem!reader, prisoner!kidd x nurse!reader, sfw (though kidd is cheeky and handsy fufufufu), fluff??, get together, idk if this is dark romance enough omg, nothing really crazy hereee hehehe

the most notorious gang of the south blue was the kidd pirates. their name strikes fear in the hearts of many. the crimes they commit are unfathomable to the ordinary. and in the middle of it all stands eustass kidd. the man who carries despair on his wake as he leaves his mark on every act he does yet he remain untouchable.

until he finally got met with a criminal greater than his caliber and the cops had luckily got to him. luckily. if it weren't for the injuries he sustained, the mafia leader would've ran away on the loose.

now settled on the farthest cell of the south blue penitentiary, his restless and bleeding state as he waited for the professional assigned to him. because no one is strong enough to handle the monster that he is. to even care for a damn criminal terrorizing their country.

not for you though, this was big money to you; now that this person is a special subject. the idea of him being a criminal is nothing compared to the digits you'll be earning for just one treatment with him. imagine the accumulation of that. after all, you've been in the healthcare industry for a long while, nothing can faze you.

except that when he's finally a few feet away from you and there was no one aside from you and him and the two guards that he could easily knock out even with cuffs, you felt your throat run dry.

"ah, i got a bonnie this time?" his voice was deep, befitting of a hulking, seven foot man like him. he said it with much interest, a grin on his lips as he eyed you from the doorway.

you took a good look at him from afar. his body littered with tattoos, representing the battles he won. his hair was in a shade of red as fiery as his demeanor. he still exudes power in him despite being injured and having restraints.

he looks like shit though. so beaten up, no wonder the authorities got to him. he had a massive scar spanning the side of his face with blood dripping down from his head, the emergency gauze in his face had already been coated with his blood. it cascaded down his chest up until his brachium. you sauntered to him and assessed his injuries.

"fucked up my tattoos, no?" he looked at his arm, still coated with dried blood.

"hardly." you forced a smile. "it's already fucked up."

kidd chuckled dryly. "hah. they sent an interesting one this time, aye? thought nurses are nice to their patients."

"nice patients get nice nurses. do you think it applies to you?" you sharply retorted. "come closer." you gestured for him to do so and the shuffling of the chains resounded in the cemented room.

you start by taking off the gauze in his facd, circling your arms on the sides of his head to remove it from behind. he got a good whiff of your perfume, smirking afterward as he closely examined how you look like.

"what's with the snickering?" you broke out, continuing your work without looking at him.

"nothin' really. don't mind me, bonnie." he continued to muse at you, as if memorizing how you look. "name, huh?" he read your nameplate pinned on the shirt one side of your chest.

you hummed in response. you revealed his nasty scar, his other eye with its bright yellows now finally looking at you. you grabbed a damp cloth and dipped it in antiseptic. "this'll sting really bad, okay?" you warned him, hovering the cloth above his massive wound.

he chuckled, smile growing at each of your exchanges. "you do know who your patient is, aye?"

"trust me, even a mass of destruction like you would fold from the pain." your face softened, as if teasing him before finally placing the cloth above his wound.

you could see him doing everything in his power to not move a muscle but you can see how much his jaw was clenching, his fists balled up as you press deeper on his fresh wounds. you let out a giggle, mumbling an 'i told you so'.

"still gonna be you tomorrow?" he broke out as you started packing up your stuff after finalizing his chart.

"why? are you going to miss me?" you said as a joke because you get the feeling he'd hate your guts, but what he said did something to your heart. illegally.

"suppose i will." he smiled meekly, dandelion orbs reflecting his anticipation. "careful on your way out, bonnie. don't want ya gone before tomorrow." he said as a goodbye but sounded more of a threat.

you couldn't get him out of your head that night. i mean, your search history has his name all over it. his origin, his crimes, his stories, what the news says about him, who he is—it was almost a crime knowing everything about it at this point.

so when you came back the next day and he was seemingly anticipating your arrival, you can't help but ask about him.

"how did a man of your caliber got caught?" you broke out when you were a few inches away from his face, nursing his wounds as it looked slightly better than yesterday.

"oh? did you look me up when you got home yesterday?" he grinned, eyes boring through you as he observed the adorable blushing of your cheeks. you gradually chewed on your bottom lip from his gaze. "how about it? you in awe, bonnie?"

you just snorted, fighting off the smile in your lips as you fetched him another cloth for his arms. you should really be ashamed, having fun with this criminal.

"no no, disappointed maybe."

kidd's eyes darkened. but you were doing it on purpose, rid him of that arrogance that he has over you.

"you're tryna piss me off or what?" his tone got a bit lower but you remain unfazed, even grabbing his arm and pulling him closer so you would have an easier time nursing his wounds.

"is it working?" you patted on his wound a little too hard and he winced. even the guards got a little freaked out but you felt too bold.

"are other nurses this fuckin' annoyin' or i got the short end of the stick?"

you broke into a smile, a laugh escaping your nose. "you can get a new one if you don't like me anymore, i can place a request for you." your voice was soft because you were pretty close to his face.

"don't you dare." he reached for your wrist but was restrained by the cuffs. the guards nagged him for it but he flipped them off. "been a while since things got interesting as hell. you're at fault for it."

"so i amuse you?"

"aye. don't get too close to me though. you're well aware of that."

"that won't be a problem, don't worry. i'm out of your tail once you're all better, eustass."

but it is a problem, it's starting to atleast. because this man is so very fond of you. from the moment he first tried speaking your name to the now where he naturally makes you laugh. but you're not one playing house with him, he just has his way with words and you somewhat share the same humor. you never forget the fact that the man before you has blood in his hands and you make sure you're not dancing in it.

"got a boyfriend, bonnie?" he said out of the blue as you almost cut your finger peeling some apples for him.

"i don't think it concerns you if i do have one." you carried on with your task, fixated on not cutting yourself. he really has an overwhelming presence even if it's been a few weeks now. you can feel him eyeing you, watching your every move.

"hm? a little cold now, huh? 's like we haven't been spendin' weeks together." he chuckled a little. "i'm askin' so i know if i should book a reservation at that fancy diner once i get out later."

you spared him a look of disbelief, laughing afterward at the absurdity of his words. but he just had a soft grin as he watch you break into laughter. "you're kidding."

he shook his head, smile remaining as he slyly raised his brows. adoring how you became a little red. whether it was out of embarrassment or something else, he knew it was about him.

"like what, you're gonna break out?" you said as a joke but he seemed serious with his scheming eyes and sharp smile.

"aye. it'll be carnage." he angled his head further and closer to your face, you felt his breath against your neck.

your eyes widen. for the first time, you felt fear against him. because you know he's serious about it. he's got a sentence for more than a couple of decades but it's of no significance for the most notorious of south blue. he'll escape in no time either by his mates or by himself.

"how do you know i won't rat you out?" you raised a brow, finally finishing the last apple slice and setting it down the plate next to him. you grabbed a fork and started feeding it to him one by one. he remains restrained ever since he got detained, he's too dangerous to remove from cuffs so even the most basic thing such as eating is done by you.

"just a gut. you don't want me gettin' in any trouble, aye?" he bit off the apple and chewed as his smile grew when you tried fighting off your smile with a subtle shake of your head.

"then if you think i do, you wouldn't break out of here."

"ah, where's the fun in that?" he shook his head and clicked his tongue. he soon motioned for you to come closer because he'll whisper something. "they're gonna be 'ere by midnight, standby till then. aye, bonnie?"

it was foreboding. there was only a couple of hours until midnight and you had to be going before then. he asked you where he'll be picking you up but you just laughed it off with him. he wouldn't do it, right?

part of you was in denial that he'd actually push through, he can't pull it off, right? this is a massive fortress in the middle of the ocean. how did he even communicate all of this to his gang? but that's a fucking criminal who's outsmarted the entire south blue, so it wasn't much of an unrealistic thing.

until the alarms blared a couple of minutes after midnight and you were jolted awake. still not having a grasp of the situation, you took a few seconds to settle in and align yourself with the state of just waking up and the damned alarm that messed with your brain.

you fell asleep on the nurse's on call room, a building away from the inmates. you told yourself you'd only take a moment to rest so you can pack up and leave but it was too late. gunshots had already filled the halls.

next thing you know, the door got knocked over by eustass kidd himself. he got shot in his other healthy arm and ended up collapsing down the floor from the impact. this guy is so fucking battered.

"oh, looks like i still found my way around you." he looked up, clutching his flesh arm that was shot with his newly lodged metal ones. without the cuffs, he generated one for his missing arm.

"y-you're bleeding again! i got you all healed up on one side and you're fucking up the other! is this on purpose!?" you frantically asked, looking around the room for a first aid kit.

kidd chuckled, "still true to your duty even in off times? you're one hell of a nurse."

you heard the steps and the gunshots nearing, and you didn't think twice to drag you and kidd to the bathroom. the guards soon entered the on call room and it was a goddamn mess it looked like a typhoon ran through it. but kidd was nowhere in sight. the only place left to check was the bathroom, which had its lights on.

"w-what the fuck are you- why are you strippin'?!" kidd turned red and all flustered, you had him standing at the other end of the tub with the water running from the shower on the other end. "also, why the fuck did you turn the shower on?!" you hushed him, as if telling him to trust you.

you wrapped a towel around you and then took everything off. only thing left is your panties so you appear quite literally naked. you then got in the tub with kidd. wetting your hair, your face and shoulders before drawing the curtain. kidd remained in his position uncomfortably standing as far as he can and keeping his eyes off of you, even though the proximity was so suffocating.

not even a second passed and the door busted open with the cops and their rifles pointed at the drawn curtain. they instantly dropped their guard and got flustered when they saw you peak from the shower.

"oh shit- sorry, nurse name. we're just- your patient broke out, the mob boss-"

"get out!"

they left apologizing, not questioning you anymore because they have seriously overstepped. the fact that the suspect might be inside flew off their heads when they saw a half naked woman.

"did all that just to save my ass? and now you're half naked before me? aren't you such a doll." kidd said behind you, turning off the shower as he got close to you in doing so, his chest pressing on your back. "let's get that shit off, aye? water makes my metal arm go weak."

it was at that point where everything had dawned in on you. the bullshit you were doing. helping a criminal and you were on your panties with just a towel covering your bare frame before him. you felt cold and you instantly stepped out the tub.

"oh? don't be scared. i won't fuckin' bite. matter of fact, i respect it. made me admire you more." kidd planned to get out but you just rushed to him and drew the curtains once more. pushing him quite fiercely back in the tub he almost slipped.

"s-stop! i-i'll g-get d-dressed first!" you said in much like a blabber, hurrying to just put some clothes on. kidd couldn't contain his smile, leaning his head by the walls and laughing silently to himself. the pain in his arm fading with the burst of joy. his heart getting a little too excited for you.

once it's all over you had him sit down the toilet seat so you can clean his wound and take the bullet out.

"hey, bonnie." he started, observing how you try to calm down with that flustered look on your face amidst prepping his wound to take the bullet out.

"mind tellin' me why you're doin' all this? coulda just left me there, aye? it ain't me to sweat the little things but it makes me wonder a lot about you. ain't you scared of me? for what i might do to you now that i ain't in cuffs anymore?"his voice was dark and he spoke a little slower this time. with sincere and observant eyes. he's making you feel hot with his gaze, so much so that you can't get the damn gloves in your sweaty hands.

"shut up just- shut up." you mumbled, still not looking at him in the eye. his metal hand grabbed your hand, which was earlier busy with tending to his shot arm, to stop you so you can look at him.

"i told you not to get close to me." he started, "so why the fuck are you still playin' nurse while i'm on the run?"

he wasn't teasing nor was he fucking around. kidd was genuinely looking for answers. because he makes a damn good point in calling you out. but you don't know either. you can just leave him lying around. get his head roll so peace will finally be in the south once and for all. but you can't because you're way too fond of him too.

you revere the rush with him. you're such a freak really, the adrenaline you get from the danger he exudes. he makes you excited. feeling like this for a patient is unethical but hell, at this point with the shit you're doing, you're bound to lose your license at this point.

"i didn't forget that dinner you promised." you sat before him, gloves finally in place while holding the forceps you had in your first aid kit. "now keep quiet cause i'll get that bullet out."

kidd was speechless. his heart running a mile per second, the pain in his arm as you carried out the task was almost dulled because he couldn't hear anything but his heart. he never thought you'd feel the same way. he thought you were way out of his league. but here you are now, saving him for another chance and not leaving him susceptible for infection.

but it was not long before he squirmed in pain when the bullet lodged in his brachium moved with you trying to pull it out. you tried alleviating his agony by gently holding him in place by the side of his neck, your thumb soothing circles near his pulse. he was going fucking ballistic at this point with your touch and stimulation and the excruciating pain in his arm.

once you got the bullet out, he was sweating. his body limp and leaning on the tiled walls of the bathroom. you stitched him up soon after cleaning his wound and then bandaged him. he was quiet and was watching you the whole time. very still and was not even teasing you.

"that was the longest i've heard you shut your mouth. was it that painful?" you joked, chuckling as you cut off the final strip of bandage from the roll.

but kidd had pulled you into a kiss with his metal arm when you met his eyes after your joke. he caught your breath as he grinned through your lips, angling his head better to sneak in his tongue. and you just melted like a puddle. your eyes wide open throughout the kiss.

but it was not long before you melted, taking him all in and closing your eyes. his tongue driving you nuts as you squeezed on his thigh, asking him to stop because more of it will make you explode.

once he pulled away, he gave your chin a little poke. the metal playfully meeting your skin with its cold surface.

that's how the most notorious man of the south had escaped with his assigned nurse. news spread out quickly that it was a love out of a novel that sparked in the walls of the prison. some crazy x crazy crap you two danced on.

because why else would you be so keen on making yourself smell good before he picks you up for that dumb dinner? maybe he'd like a sweet smell? or maybe a powdery smell? an erotic one?

and when did the most notorious overthought how he did his hair when he never really cared about it? would you like to see it messy? styled?

kidd had you wore a silk red dress he picked out while he donned a matching one. he pulled up with his convertible on one of his villas that he had you stay in for the time being. he let himself in and waited for you by the couches near the stairs, impatiently at that.

"couldn't wait any longer in your car?" your voice echoed the huge walls of his manor. he looked up and saw you, his heart skipped a beat at how mesmerizing you already look even when you're this far.

"i don't like waiting." he replied, a soft grin as he kept his eye on you as you descended the stairs and finally got close to him. "knew red would look good on you." kidd snaked his flesh arm on your side, placing a kiss down your neck so as to not ruin your make up.

he felt your pulse quicken and your breath hitch when he pulled away. his arm around you tighten. his cologne pungent. and you saw his scar up close, the one you nursed—god, he looked hot.

"hm? somethin' on my face?" he tilted his head a little, discerning the look in your eyes.

you held his cheek close and placed a kiss on his lips. a kiss that's been precarious and has been begging ever since you two parted ways—when he dropped you off of this villa and he went to his own place for a couple of days. you didn't catch sight of him nor did he stop by for a few days, you figured it's some things he's catching up on with the underworld cause he's been MIA for several weeks because of his arrest.

"your lips need more pigment, i don't want you looking dead when i got you all healed up." you wiped your thumb to the corner of his lips, getting rid of the smudged area. you admired your creation with a soft grin.

kidd fought every fiber of his being to not just sling you in his arm and take this all upstairs. after all–with one flick of his finger, that metal ring that keeps your dress together will come right off because that thing you did flipped a switch in him.

"since when did you become so damn cheeky." he slung his arm behind your neck and walked with you out the door. he shut the door behind you before manipulating the car door with his ability from afar so you could get in with ease.

"hm? isn't that one of the things why i amuse you?" you faced him, observing how he would react at your reply. but your stomach was already growling so he ended up laughing in driving off.

"you're kiddin'. how're you only gonna eat a steak dish at a michelin restaurant?" kidd almost berated you at your hesitance when you're literally having a date with one of the richest people in the world.

"i-it's my first time here i want to take it easy, plus i... think it'd be overstepping if i order a lot." you fiddled with your fingers. this wasn't your usual saturday nights so you felt a little shy about it.

"bonnie." he pulled you closer by the curve of your hips, the seat was a semicircular sofa surrounding half of the circular table so he was handsy with you. "this is my treat. the shit i'm spendin' 'ere ain't even a dime to me. so fuck off with that oversteppin' shit you're on about and enjoy the dinner with me, aye?" he slowly laid it out for you in his ear, his fingers digging on the sides of your bare thigh.

as you almost break into a smile, you hear gunshots from afar the restaurant with wares breaking and people exclaiming. kidd's grip around you tightened and he immediately pulled out his gun.

then it dawned in on you. you're both wanted, branded as fugitives. you might as well learn how to fight now, because you'll always be doing it with kidd on your side. constantly being on the run as the first lady of the south blue's most notorious man.

AAAAAHHH 🥹🫶 this was kinda hard to do! i didn't know how to make it dark romancy? as a SN this got me thinkin too much 🫣😳

thank you so much for the request anon! 🌷 kidd as a mafia boss 🤩🔥

if you guys are interested in requesting a fic for my 500 followers event, my askbox is open! click here for the main event post for more info :DD i have slots for forced proximity, hurt to comfort, fantasy, he puts you in your place (smut), and modern aus!

[grandline-fics]

Siren Song

DESCRIPTION: The first time they hear you sing captivates them

WARNINGS: None

CHARACTERS: Crocodile, Kid, Law, Marco, Ace

WORDS: 1,428

A/N: Don't know where this idea came from but wanted to use it to test writing for two characters I haven't tried yet.

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST

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CROCODILE

Crocodile hated any form of weakness, it was something he always strived to wipe out from any avenues in his lie. In Baroque Works any sign that his subordinates were slipping, they were eradicated. When he ran his casino in Alabasta it was run to the highest quality even though it was merely a front to hide his shadier activities in the country. He held that same level of ruthlessness since getting out of Impel Down and starting the Cross Guild. While the clown had a more infantile and infuriating method to seeking out recruits and managing them, he was not so soft and he was more involved than how Mihawk chose to be with his share of employees under his command. Because of his workload, he needed assistance in some form.

Which was were you came in. You were the perfect balance of professionalism and personable that he needed to act as a mediator and relay messages to Mihawk and Buggy when he was in a mood to deal with neither. You did your tasks efficiently and without complaint or any need for further explanation. At the end of the day his business was still his and if you’d been the kind to pry into it, then that would have been your one and only mistake. Thankfully you’d proven yourself to be exactly what he needed, the only startling thing was that your recommendation came from Buggy. “Oh don’t give me that look, Croc! They’re so talented that even you will approve of them. Just give them a chance.” Buggy had told him and now he had to begrudgingly admit that the clown was right for once. 

As he approached his private study for his day’s work he wasn’t surprised to hear you inside already assembling his tasks for his arrival. He was however caught off guard by the sound of your voice drifting through the partially open door. In all his travels he’d never heard singing quite like it and unable to resist he moved closer but tried to withhold any noise in his steps in fear you would stop. Crocodile watched you organise bounty posters and gathered intelligence into their appropriate piles and in order of importance, singing beautifully and unaware of your enraptured audience.

Suddenly the den-den mushi on his desk began to ring, causing you to stop your song and answer. Immediately Crocodile was snapped out of the spell you’d unintentionally placed on him and he entered, watching as your expression adopted it’s usual warm greeting when he appeared. As always he offered you a single nod but he eyed you almost warily as he slid into his seat at his desk. Quickly needing to be distracted from his thoughts of you and your voice he took over on the phone call while you took your place in your chair by the wall as you continued your work. 

Crocodile didn’t like weakness but it was undeniable that in the moments he was listening to your singing, he was completely powerless. It worried him to know that there was a part of him that could be disarmed like that and he didn’t like it. Throughout the day he tried to tell himself that it was just a one off thing, he was just taken by surprise because he’d never heard you sing before that was all. That had to be the reason. However when he heard you humming to yourself later that day he stopped what he was doing completely and found his gaze being pulled into your direction. 

Once again his reverie was broken only when you’d stopped. You tilted your head at Crocodile curiously, he hadn’t seemed himself all day. “You okay, Boss?” You asked watching as the man slowly blinked, snapping out of whatever daydream he’d been lost in. When he muttered out a sharp ‘I’m fine.’ you could only shrug and take him at his word, completely oblivious to the fact that he was most definitely not fine and it was all your fault.

KID

“I got a question for you,” You looked across the large table in the tavern to fix your gaze on Killer curiously, taken by his tone. The crew had only just arrived and had yet to have a single drop of alcohol yet. Usually the questions and more serious discussions arose after at least a few drinks. Still you let your expression show you were listening, intrigue getting the better of you. “Why don’t you ever sing?” That took you by surprise and you let out a small, unsure laugh that only grew when the others joined in now that it was pointed out.

“Yeah, you never join in when we’re all singing together and most of us sound like shit!” Wire joked while Kid barked out a laugh from behind you. “Speak for yourself, everyone knows I sound like an angel.” The table laughed loudly and you glance up as your Captain and boyfriend nudged your side to grab your attention. “So come on, why don’t you sing. You’re part of this crew so you can’t say it’s because you’re shy or anything.” 

Slowly you sighed and knew that there was no point in telling any of them to drop it. If you ignored them now it would be the main topic of conversation and what they would pester you with for the foreseeable future. They were all like children, hellbent on getting an answer they deemed acceptable. “I don’t sing because I’m shy. I don’t sing because I know none of you are going to react well to it.”

“Aw you can’t be that bad.” Heat grinned, trying to comfort you but you shook your head. 

“I didn’t say that. I’m not bad, I’m good. So just trust me when I say that if you hear me sing you will all react in a way that’s going to put a dampener on tonight.” You clarified just as the trays of drinks arrived. “Let’s just drink and have a nice time okay?” When everyone followed your lead and reached for their drink you really believed that the topic had been put to bed. More fool you. 

As you all enjoyed each other’s company and spent the evening telling stories and jokes, everyone at the table still couldn’t quite ignore your bold statement and their interest had been well and truly ignited. When the evening was winding down into the more relaxed and less boisterous, Kid decided that as Captain he should be the one to brave the consequences and return to the topic. Slowly his arm that had been draped around your waist moved to lightly tap your thigh. Comfy in your position with your back against his side, you tilted your head back to look at him with a bright smile. “Will you sing now?” He asked watching your smile immediately drop into an annoyed scowl.

“I know what you’re going to say but we did as you asked. We all behaved and had a good night that’s almost winding down. So what’d’ya say? Sing one song before we have to head back to the ship?” You searched Kid’s eyes and slowly looked around at your crew, seeing they all looked at your with the same awaiting expressions. You rolled your eyes and set your mug on the table. 

“On your own heads be it.” You warned as you settled back against your boyfriend. After taking a small breath you began to sing an old sea shanty you knew, letting your voice carry out over the tavern that immediately fell silent as the patrons halted their own conversations to listen. The second that you started to sing, Kid’s body froze and his loose grip around you tightened out of reflex, out of pure instinct to be drawn closer to you and your hypnotic voice. He didn’t think it was possible to fall even more in love with you.

At first he hadn’t truly understood what you meant that everyone would react badly to such a powerful and beautiful voice but when he felt the first tear fall from his eyes did he realise. Quickly blinking he looked around to see the rest of the crew and tavern were all staring with glassy, shimmering eyes while others were crying fully but just barely managing to suppress the sound. When you finished the song, Kid pulled you back to place a kiss against your hair. “Maybe you should only sing for me from now on. It's far too dangerous.” Well you did warn them.   

[inquisitor-runa]

They walk in on you masturbating (pre relationship)

cont: swearing, suggestiveness, crack.

for you walking in on them, check here.

fem reader.

MINORS DNI

Includes Zoro, Law, Kid, Sanji, Crocodile, Ace and Shanks.

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