#fandom: One Piece

[jaguarys]

Where's my MMO RPG ZoSan AU where they meetcute by screaming at each other over vc while everyone else tries their best to give decent comms

[n3on-graveston3s-calling]

OH!!!!!!!!!!!

FANS SELF AGGRESSIVELY!!!!

Hi da-*shot*

[cosmicxblossoms]

muscular arm curls around the shoulders of the blue-haired man, a casual smile dancing around his own lips as the gaze is fixed on the building in front of them. " don't worry so much! ya said it yourself, this is a small island, nobody's gonna care who we are. just two strangers comin' for a drink or two. relax, it will be fun! " they have been sailing together for what feels almost like an eternity now and the fire fist is keen on trying to offer the pleasures of piracy to deuce. although one likely could discuss whether drinking is truly limited to the adventures of pirates rather than an every day escape most rely on.

Deuce knows what he said about this small island, he remembers it clearly as the muscular arm of his captain wraps around his shoulders in an effort to make him feel more at ease. That doesn't mean they shouldn't at least be a little cautious, the life of a pirate could be just as dangerous as it could be filled with adventure.

Sailing around with Ace certainly never left a dull moment for the two of them, a choice that he never regretted for an instant even if the freckled man beside him could be a handful at times. A sigh left the blue-haired man as a small grin came to his face, leaning down slightly to put his own muscular arm around Ace's shoulders. "Alright I'll try to relax Ace but lets at least try not to cause any problems while were here ok?"

[ocpotluck]

Happy New Year from @oneirataxia-girl to @far-shores!

[pomrania]

There is an animation which I want to have exist in the world, whether as a traditional AMV or an animatic, I don't care, either would be good.

The audio: killerwhaletank rant from 'New Orleans is Sinking' by Tragically Hip. The character: Shanks from One Piece. The subject matter: exactly what the audio says, for reasons that'll become immediately apparent if you're familiar with both aspects of this.

[wipbigbang]

Story Title: Caught in the Web

Fandom: One Piece

Final Word Count: 95,442

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49563724/chapters/125092396

Summary:

Doflamingo had big plans in the works. He would have the Op-Op fruit soon enough, and then they would be moving on Dressrosa. He knew the Marines were likely to interfere, but he had a plan for that too. Monkey D. Garp was a force to be feared, but Doflamingo had found his weakness, and it lived unprotected on Dawn Island.

Monkey D. Luffy would make for an excellent hostage.

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Characters: Monkey D. Luffy, Portgas D. Ace, Sabo (One Piece), Donquixote Doflamingo, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Donquixote "Corazon" Rosinante, Akagami no Shanks | Red-Haired Shanks, Benn Beckman, Monkey D. Garp, Sengoku The Buddha, Trebol (One Piece), Dellinger (One Piece), Baby 5 (One Piece), Buffalo (One Piece), Dadan (One Piece), Makino (One Piece), Yasopp (One Piece), Akagami Kaizoku | Red-Hair Pirates, Donquixote Pirates (One Piece)

Pairings: Gen (Monkey D. Luffy & Everyone)

When I Started: April 5

How I Finished My Shit: Sheer insanity. I cannot explain it.

[aggressivelyarospec]

Anonymous submission. Aroace main character, numerous supporting arospec characters, queerplatonic main relationship. All shown but not specifically labelled. https://archiveofourown.org/works/35564815/chapters/88661230

Summary:

After all the epic fights, near deaths, and the adventure to top all others, what does one do then? What is life after you've achieved your dreams?

[us-smash-archive]

@txnatiuh-etc​  x

 Hazel hues stared straight into the turquoise eyes of Endeavour with a raised eyebrow at the poorly hidden words of venom directed his way. “Well considering it was either I get a proper hero license or go to jail because of my vigilantism is one thing i hope to get out of this internship. Can’t exactly do hero work behind bars now can I? Another thing I hope to accomplish from this internship is being able to expand on the capabilities of my quirk and who better to ask for guidance in regard to fire then Endeavour himself? However, if you have a problem with me then come right out and say it cause that attempt to hide those venom filled words was awful.”   Whether or not the other man was attempting to hide the tone of voice or was being obvious about it was irrelevant to the freckled man. If someone had a problem with him then Ace wanted them to come right out and say it to him as he could handle harsh words or people not liking him, being liked as a hero was not a priority to Ace. He was there to get the job done of protecting people whether people liked how he did it or not.

[pomrania]

Tag by @hauntingblue: #like he is the most stable and level headed his problem is that he has his priorities and Those can be kinda dumb

Tag by @sillypiratelife: #his crazy backstory is that he joined the strawhats at this point

Zoro fascinates me as a character because like. He's insane. This man does things on a daily basis that scare me. And yet somehow I get the feeling he's the most stable person on the strawhat crew, at least where I'm at. Like Luffy is his own entire ball of wax I'm not even gonna touch, Sanji has every mental illness and his only recourse is to flirt, Nami copes with severe trauma by looking as cute as possible and being the ship's resident loan shark, Usopp can't deal with reality so he just makes it up, and Chopper is like eight and short circuits to screaming when shown affection. Zoro has trauma for sure, but his trauma is like...he lost someone, so he's protective and often reckless with his own life. So compared to the rest of the strawhats he's like the chillest guy ever. Man just wants to take naps and then make sure nobody else dies so he can get back to napping again. He's an alcoholic but this is never like,,, a problem. He's just there. Walking around like ok what are you nutcases up to today. I'm gonna go take my shirt off and swim in an icy river. This will have less crazy results than what everyone else decided to do today.

[attractedtopeoples]

sweetheart

Zoro Roronoa

KINKTOBER - @ficsforgaza

prompt: subspace

warnings/tags: fem!reader, sub!zoro, bondage, riding, subspace, mdni, 18+, dont like dont read, minors. go away., no beta we die like my sanity, lemme know if theres anything more i should tag in the comments (pls dont say bad spelling im sensitive) <3

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A/N: okay so i may have forgotten to take this outta my drafts and actually post it, so ignore this being a touch later than the 15th (it’s 1:33am on the 16th for me 🥲) but otherwise here you go!

“Fuck, oh- fuck, fuck,” Zoro groans out, although it sounded a lot more like his version of a whine from where you sat on his lap, not that you’d ever say that aloud.

“You okay baby?” You ask mockingly, tilting your head down to look at him as you rise and fall on his cock. He bites his lip in lieu of response, biting back a groan as your hands wander over his chest. 

Looking down at him with adoration you stop your hips, willing away your own frustration as you watched his eyes flicker up to you again, a mix of anger-horny-why?-anger staring at your smirk, hands still mindlessly wandering over his skin.

His hands clench from where they lay tied against the headrest, the fluffy green handcuffs Nami had given you as a gag-gift coming in handy as he whimpered beneath you. Neither of you had done much with bondage, minus his own hands wrapping around your wrists when the positions were swapped. But this was fun.

He groans again as you pinch at his side. You’d been doing this awhile.

You’d ride him, both of you having a lovely time when he’d bite his lip, shutting himself up despite your earlier statement of not wanting that at all. He wasn’t a very good listener. Then, just like now, you’d stop your movements, watching as he released his lip and stared at you.

At the start the look was a lot more pissed off, however the overwhelming pleasure being so intense and then suddenly ripped from him again and again was beginning to impact him (no shit). 

“I- fuck you,” he breathed out, shifting his hips up seeking friction but you simply lifted higher off of him. He let his hips fall back onto the bed with a small groan. 

“Hm? Well I can see you’re trying baby,” you tease, appreciatively flickering your eyes over him for the millionth time tonight as his cheeks blush at the words. You could admit you were rather lewd, but you were having far too much fun to stop fucking with him.

“Now c’mon, what did I say earlier baby?” You ask, referring to the rules you set early on before you started, fairly simply, but including a clear ‘I wanna hear you’ policy that you think was being ignored rather blatantly.

“You're an ass,” Zoro quips instead of replying, his voice cracking a lot more than you think he meant it to be as you lean forward, lips joining your wandering fingers on his chest as you kiss gently up his chest.

“Not quite right,” you reply, rolling your hips with the words just to watch him groan again, shoulders going tense as his arms tug at the cuffs again. You know logically he could just rip them off, but you also know he won’t. Definitely not right now, he is not risking the blue-balls.

“Annoying fucker,” he mutters under his breath as he glances to the side, blatantly avoiding eye contact as a pretty blush makes its way up his chest. “You- you said to not bite my lip,” He huffed out, sounding like it physically pained him to say as he begrudgingly turned his eyes back to you.

You grin at him, despite the slight inaccuracy in his ‘retelling’. He deserved some leeway, with this only being his third time subbing and first successfully, you made the executive decision he was allowed to be a little shy.

“That’s right sweet boy,” you say, beginning to rock your hips again, building the pleasure back up. His hips roll up to meet you and you don’t bother correcting him this time when he lets out an unabashed groan as your teeth reconnect to his skin, grazing over his nipples before biting into the soft flesh of his neck.

As your movements speed up, you release his skin, instead resting your head against his shoulder moaning alongside him as the crescendo of your pleasure crawls towards you. You were close, and by the way his hands were grasping onto those cuffs you could tell he was too, letting out the prettiest sounds.

Finally sitting back up you moan as it causes him to shift deeper within you, your movements barely coordinated anymore as you fall over the edge, him joining you not too soon after with a loud moan that makes you oh so thankful for the empty ship. 

The two of you remain quiet for a moment before you go to shift off him, knowing he probably wasn’t capable of doing so without his hands, but before you could go far you heard a low whine come from him and you paused.

That was new.

Looking back at him you noticed his eyes were drooping but stuck on you still, and after a moment it clicked in your head. Oh baby.

“Zoro? You okay in there sweetheart?” You ask softly, hand coming up to rest against his cheek as he groans again, leaning into the touch as he breathes, pressing soft kiss to your wrist. 

“Hmm,” he hums against you, his eyes slipping shut as his body relaxes. He was definitely in the subspace. 

“You did so good, baby, but I gotta clean us up m’kay?” You gently remind him, in a way that you knew you’d copied from him when you got like this. He lets out another little whine at the idea, and oh how pretty he was. “I won’t go far, promise.” 

You wince a bit as he slips out of you, rising on shaky legs as you make your way to the bathroom for a towel, snatching up a bottle to refill with water on your way. Your boyfriend was such a sweetheart.

[jaguarys]

And by the way I AM thinking about transfem Sanji

[n3on-graveston3s-calling]

I didn't like him much at first but God do I like him now, hello Mayor.

[mini-ranger-recs]

i just love sanji so much

back of house.

Pairing: OPLA!Vinsmoke Sanji x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1,113 words Warnings: Mild swearing

If it weren’t for his principles regarding women, you’re fairly certain Sanji would’ve throttled and strung you up to dry by now.

“I … I’m impressed, sweetheart,” he says with a bright smile, though under the swinging lights of the kitchen it seems more out of pain than pleasure. “You managed to burn water.”

Your cheeks flame as you peer into the blackened pot with him, all traces of the water you’d been tasked with boiling completely gone. Vanished. You have no idea how or why.

“I’m sorry, Sanji.”

“No need to apologize. Everybody makes mistakes –”

“Sanji!” you hear Zeff before you see him round the corner. “Why the hell do I smell something burning in my kitchen?”

“None of your business, old man,” Sanji snaps immediately, murmuring a quiet excuse me, dear to you before taking the pot by the handle and heading to the sink. He twists the faucet open and running water roars like thunder in your ears as he thrusts the pot underneath. “I have it under control.”

“Under control, eh?" Zeff says. He suddenly turns his squinted gaze upon you, and you shrivel. “This your doing, missy?”

“I –”

“Leave her alone,” Sanji interrupts. “I didn’t give clear enough instructions. It was my fault.”

“Oh, there’s no doubt about that.” Eyeing your guilty and defeated figure next to the stove, Zeff shakes his head with a sigh and points you to the door. “[Y/n], go out and wait tables for the rest of your shift.”

Immediately, you make a move to remove your apron. “Oka –”

Sanji makes a noise of dissent and turns the faucet off. “Wait tables? She can still chop the vegetables and help me plate.”

“You’ll do that yourself. Front of house needs the extra person, anyway.”

“I’m her mentor.”

“And I’m the damn boss.”

The rest of the staff roll their eyes and carry on while the two men argue in the middle of the kitchen. You swallow and take your apron off, balling it up in your hands. This isn’t the first time they’ve butted heads over your incompetence, and watching them now cuts at your last shred of dignity.

Clearing your throat, you grimace when Sanji’s head whips around to look at you.

“Zeff’s right,” you tell him. “Dinner rush is coming up soon and I’ll just be in the way, anyway.”

Zeff grunts with satisfaction.

The expression on Sanji’s face reminds you of a kicked puppy. “But …” he begins to protest.

“Oi, you heard what she said. Get back to work! We have customers waiting!”

Sanji blusters about before heading back to his station, casting you one final, forlorn look as he does so. You imagine that your own face looks just the same when you turn to leave.

—

You take orders and serve customers for the remainder of the day, as promised, and help with cleanup after closing time. And then, long after the sun’s dipped below the horizon, Sanji joins you on the upper deck with a steaming bowl of seafood fried rice.

“For the madam,” he says with a smile, offering you the bowl.

You accept it silently and take a bite as he sits down next to you. It’s perfect like it always is – savory and warm on your tongue, happy and gentle in your stomach. You’ve never known a home quite like Sanji’s cooking.

His eyes remain fixed on you as you eat all of the rice, scraping the bowl for every last grain and setting it down beside you once you’re finished.

“Thank you.”

“It’s nothing. I figured it would cheer you up.”

“It did.”

It did, and yet, your lips tremble and your throat closes up. You clench your hands into fists in your lap.

Sanji’s hand immediately presses your shoulder as you sniffle. “Are you alright?” he questions worriedly.

(His attentiveness strikes you like a hot iron sometimes, even now.)

“Why haven’t you given up on me yet?” you whisper.

His brow furrows. As if it’s obvious, he answers, “You want to be a cook. A lady’s wish is my command.” Sanji pauses. “And I can’t call myself the greatest cook in the East Blue if I can’t teach others to be great cooks as well.”

“I think you’d be the greatest regardless.”

You glance at him through watery eyes in time to see his face flush a deep red. He looks away hastily, chuckling with feigned modesty. “I’m flattered that you think so highly of me.”

Your shoulders lift in a shrug as you look back down at your hands. You reach up to blot away your tears.

How could you not think the world of Sanji? Or the world of anyone at the Baratie, for that matter? When you were kicked off the merchant ship you’d stowed away on two years ago, you had been sure that you’d be banned from setting foot in such a fine-looking restaurant. Years of scorn and slammed doors had not given you the chance to think otherwise.

But Sanji spotted you on the docks, called you madam like you really were one, cooked you a meal in the kitchen and talked to you. Zeff gave you a job and a bed of your own. The staff gave you a family.

“We’ll try again tomorrow. I’ll figure out something that’ll make everything click for you, and you’ll be a proper cook in no time.” Sanji leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and winks up at you. “I promise.”

As always, your heart skips a beat.

“Okay.”

Maybe, you realize suddenly, you don’t necessarily want to be a cook so much as you want to love the way Sanji does.

“That’s my girl.” Standing up, Sanji takes your empty bowl in one hand and offers the other for you to take. “Now, shall I walk the madam to her room, or does she wish to stay out on the deck for a while?”

You allow yourself to grin, considering. “The madam wishes to stay out here and …” you hesitate but then decide to soldier on, “and possibly chat with a dear friend for a few more minutes?”

Your pulse pounds in your ears.

Sanji’s eyes widen a bit. Then he blinks, and then he smiles, drawing his hand back and quickly sitting down next to you once more.

“A lady’s wish is my command,” he says.

He takes out a cigarette, making a quip about Patty while he lights it, and your combined laughter rings out across the Baratie. It’s perfect like it always is – savory and warm on your tongue, happy and gentle in your stomach.

Indeed, this is home.

[cosmicxblossoms]

💗/ 💖 / ❤️ / 💮 / 🥀. (Marco/Ace/Sabo)

💗 - How long does it take your muse to fall in love? [It takes a long time for Ace to fall in love with his insecurities so you got to be patient with him to get him to fall for you. Marco also takes a long time to fall for someone but his is more because of the phoenix cause they are partners to each other and they wouldn't fall for just anyone so It's like a package deal with him. Sabo takes the least amount of time to fall in love but it doesnt mean it'll be an easy way to get him to fall for someone.] 💖 - What traits does your muse find physically attractive? [Ace likes a persons smile and their chests, Marco likes the eyes and legs and Sabo likes the eyes, hands and chest of any partner he has.] 🖤 - What's something that will instantly make them dismiss someone as a romantic partner [For Ace it would be a quick dealbreaker if he's not seen as his own person outside of roger. Marco's dealbreaker is if they were hurting his family and that is something he cant stand is someone hurting his loved ones. Sabo's dealbreaker would be if this person tried to dismiss what he is doing for the revolutionaries, he knows that its a lot to do but to have someone try and undermine what he does isn't a thing he can let go.] 💮 - Is your muse the possessive or super jealous type? [Ace would lean more towards the jealous a bit because of needing reassurance he's good enough for his partner, Sabo and Marco are more on the possessive side. Sabo because he wants to have something special for just himself and doesnt want to share that with anyone, Marco's possessiveness comes from both the phoenix being protective over those they see as part of their "flock" or family and because he doesnt let people in easily after losing so much if this happens post time skip.] 🥀 - Do they handle breakups well? [Marco would handle it well if a breakup happened, he knows sometimes things happen and he would wish them the best in life. Sabo I also see would take a breakup well, he would just make sure if this is something they both truly want to do before parting ways. Ace would struggle with the breakup the most, he wouldn't handle it badly he would just be more to himself for a while to work through his feelings. He doesnt let people in easy so he cant help but wonder if it is his fault if a breakup were to happen.]

[arnab-factory]

Fascinated by this phenomenon