#it came from me thinking what if usopp was in a position where he was forced to use a gun

[hauntingblue]

Skypiea time

Robin saying that because I know she only got on a ship to then leave it...

Nami sees Conis and gets sanji out of there so SHE can talk to her akdhksajka not a single second lost

Hello my favourite panel of nami maybe ever

Sillies...

CHOPPER YOU ARE THE CUTEST

Robin throws this guy off a cliff and to make just to make sure she breaks his neck too akdjsksk who is doing it like her???

OMG ACE!!!! IT IS TIME!!!!

[zorosangell]

⛥ﾟ・。 rice crackers

synopsis: after nami discovers a little girl stowing away on the sunny, the crew comes together to interrogate her... but she won't stop claiming to be your daughter

cw: lots and lots of fluff, comfort, zoro is emotionally constipated, your daughter's name is Yuki (i just picked something random), you and Zoro art not together yet, etc.

a/n: ending might be kinda rushed i'm tired

"And I'm out!" you cheered, throwing down your winning hand with a flourish, donning a triumphant smile.

"No way! You have to be cheating!" Usopp exclaimed, accusingly, looking down at the cards with wide eyes. "That's thirty-four times in a row!"

You scoffed, rolling your eyes as you looped your arms around the huge stack of rice crackers, pulling them closer.

"No need be a sore loser. You know I won far and square," you teased, letting out a small giggle as you stuck out your tongue at the sniper.

"Like hell you did! My strategy was flawless! It was foolproof! There was no way you could've beat it!"

"What strategy?" your brows flattened, "Usopp... we're playing Go Fish. I don't think there's much to it."

"So? My brilliant mind can formulate a strategy for any kind of game, no matter how simple," he bellowed, proudly, as if that was some sort of feat.

"Yeah... brilliant."

The three of you, completely bored out of your minds, had plopped yourselves down on the deck to play some cards, hoping to pass the time until you arrived on the next island.

The boys had already done their daily fishing, as well as their daily kitchen raid, having sang with Brook and hung out with Franky a little bit earlier.

Meanwhile, you had already completed your training for the day, as per Zoro's workout regiment, having met with Robin for your two-woman book club after you took a shower.

But now you were completely free, and figured scamming the boys out of some food would be a good way to kill time.

"Dang. I coulda swore my strategy was gonna work," your captain huffed, glancing down at his hands, which held well over half of the deck.

"Luffy, why do you have so many cards?" you asked, raising a brow.

"More is better right?" he asked, a little lost.

"Is that how you've been playing this whole time?" Usopp sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose

"That's alright," you assured, smiling cheekily as you split your huge pile of rice crackers in half and slid some in front of Luffy. "We can share."

"Really?! Thanks, (y/n)!" Luffy beamed, eyes starry as he began to stuff his face.

"Hey! Why does he get a cut and I don't?!" Usopp fired back, feeling excluded.

"'Cause he's not a sore loser," you pulled down your lower eyelid, sticking out your tongue once again.

"No fair!"

"(Y/N)!"

Suddenly, Nami burst from her office, the door slamming harshly against the wall and sending a jolt of shock down your spine.

'The hell?!'

Surprised, the three of you turned toward the balcony, where Nami stood with furrowed brows, her body positioned in a way that concealed something behind her.

"Jeez, Nami, what's your problem?" Usopp asked, brow raised.

"Yeah, what's all the yelling for?" Luffy agreed, shoving another fistful of rice crackers in his mouth.

"Nami, my love! Is everything alright?!" Sanji came twirling out the kitchen, lovesick, as usual.

She scoffed, her attention laser-focused on you.

"(y/n), when were you going to tell me you had a daughter?! And why the hell is she stowed away in my office closet?!"

"WHAT?!"

You nearly laughed, absolutely gobsmacked by the words coming out of her mouth.

Luffy, Usopp, and Sanji's jaws nearly fell to the floor, eyes as wide as dinner plates as they turned to you, utterly shocked.

"(Y/N), YOU HAVE A KID?!?"

"NO!" you scoffed, incredulously. "I'VE BEEN WITH YOU IDIOTS THE WHOLE TIME! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL SHE'S TALKING ABOUT!"

"Mommy?" a tiny voice perked up, peeking out from behind your navigator's leg.

Your head snapped over to its source, and your heart nearly dropped to your ass once you got a good look.

It was you.

Or, well, not you exactly, but a younger version of you.

From her hair to her skin.

From her skin to her eyes.

From her eyes to the look on her face.

The only distinguishable differences between you two being both her youthful expressions, and her sharp scowl, which eerily resembled that of the ship's swordsman.

Though that scowl instantly melted away once she locked eyes with you, a blinding smile stretching across her lips.

"Mommy!"

Running out from behind Nami, she jumped up on the railing and launched herself off the balcony, much to your dismay.

"No!"

Without hesitation, you dove forward, catching her in your arms before pulling her into your chest, tucking your knees in to shield her from the impact as you rolled in the the grass.

In that moment, something in you awakened.

An instinct?

An obligation?

You weren't sure.

But something deep within your spirit couldn't stand seeing the little girl hurt, past the fact that she was a child.

You felt a sort of responsibility for her, despite barely having known her.

"What were you thinking?! You could've seriously hurt yourse—!"

Your scolding stopped once you felt something staring at you, forcing you to look down at its source, only to see the girl looking up with starry eyes, absolutely in awe of the sight before her.

"Mommy, you're so pretty!" she marveled, tiny hands rising to cup your face. "You look different!"

Your heart nearly melted at her wonderment, a small smile rising you your lips.

"Honey, I think you have me confu—"

"Is everything alright out here?" Robin asked, concerned, as she emerged from the cabin, looking around at the scene on the deck.

"Yohohoho! That thud gave me such a fright I nearly jumped out my skin!" Brook cackled, walking alongside her. "Or I would've if I had any..."

"Yeah, what's all the commotion? Someone fighting?" Franky asked, following after them, taking a swig of his bottle of cola.

"(y/n), why didn't you tell us you had a daughter?" your captain smiled, walking over to you. "She looks fun!"

"DAUGHTER?!" the three newcomers exclaimed.

"Woah! Uncle Luffy!" the girl gasped, taking a moment to look the boy over. "You're so tiny! Last I saw you, you were this big!"

'Uncle Luffy?'

She jumped out your arms, landing on the grass and standing on her tippy-toes, reaching her hand as high as she could.

"See?"

"Last you saw me?" he raised a brow, rubbing his chin in confusion. "But this is the first time I'm meeting you..."

"Okay, I think we need to get a few things sorted out," Nami sighed, joining the three of you, the rest of the crew watching intently.

It was now abundantly clear that you had no idea who the little girl was; but, even so, her uncanny resemblance to you was enough cause for suspicion.

They needed to get down to the bottom of this.

Carefully, Nami squatted down to the girl's level, resting her arms on her knees.

"Hun, can you tell me your name? And how you got here?" she asked, sweetly.

"Uh-huh!" the girl nodded, eagerly. "I was at home with my daddy and we were playing hide and seek, and I was hiding in the closet. But my daddy is so bad at hide and seek and I started to get sleepy waiting for him to find me. So I took a nap."

She shifted from her heels to her tippy-toes, swaying as she told the story.

"But when I woke up I was on mommy and daddy's old ship, and you were at your desk, Auntie Nami."

'Auntie Nami?'

This was just getting weirder and weirder.

"You think its 'cause of a devil fruit?" Sanji asked, taking a drag of his cigarette. "Someone put her here?"

"I doubt it," Robin shook her head. "We're in the middle of the ocean. With no other person on board and no island in sight, we're out of range. No one should be able to reach us here."

"Unless she stowed away from the last island and is making all this up," Usopp suggested. "What if this is all a trap?"

"Hey! I'm not lying!" the girl pouted, cheeks puffed.

"A trap that looks exactly like (y/n)? I find that hard to believe," Franky shrugged off, turning to you. "You sure she's not yours?"

"For the millionth time... yes."

"But... mommy?" her pout deepened, saddened by your statement. "It's me..."

Walking forward, she pulled a necklace from under her shirt, holding up a small, heart-shaped locket for you to see.

It was gold, with beautifully intricate engravings lining its surface, its clasp sealed with the tiniest emeralds you'd ever seen.

"You don't remember me?"

Carefully, she opened the locket, allowing you to lean forward and get a look at the picture.

And once you did, you nearly fell right through the floor, utterly shocked.

There sat a picture of you, Zoro, and the girl, wide smiles adorning your faces as the swordsman seemed to be lifting you both up at the same time, you sitting pretty in his beefy arm, and the girl sitting on the back of his neck, holding his forehead for purchase.

The two of you looked slightly older, not drastically seasoned with age, but obviously distinguishable.

It couldn't be more than ten years in the future...

But that wasn't the only thing that caught your attention.

After scanning over the whole photo once again, your eyes immediately trained on the matching, gold bands adorning both your ring fingers, the dots slowly beginning to connect—evident by your expression.

Noticing your shock, the others huddled around, stealing their own glances and sharing their own looks of surprise.

You and the swordsman not only marry in the somewhat near future, but also start a family together.

An incredibly happy family, if the image was anything to go off of.

Your entire world was being flipped upside down.

Never, in all the time you'd known him, did allow yourself to believe the two of you would end up together.

Sure, your feelings for Zoro ran deep—deeper than they'd ever ran for anyone else—but you knew nature of your relationship.

You were his best friend.

From what you knew, he'd never felt any romantic inclination toward anyone, too immersed in his goal to focus on anything else.

You thought you were just a training partner.

Just a buddy to drink with.

Just person to talk to over night watch.

Just a friend to cover during battle.

Not a lifelong partner.

Not someone he'd want to have a kid with.

Taking note of your spiral, Nami set her hand down on you shoulder, grounding you, before she turned to the little girl, one last question in mind.

"Honey... could you tell us your name?"

She nodded, looking up at the whole crew with an expression of pride.

"My name is Roronoa Yuki! And I'm gonna be the World's Greatest Swordsman!"

You nearly fainted right there, the rest of the crew gaping at the irrefutable evidence.

This was, indeed, you and Zoro's daughter.

On the balcony above you all, a spit take was heard, everyone turning around to see the man of the hour staring down at the girl, eye wide and bottle of sake long forgotten as he attempted to rationalize what he just heard, as well as the sight before him.

"Daddy!" Yuki beamed, utterly elated to see the scowling face of her father.

Eagerly, she waved at the man as he stood there, quite literally struck dumb.

Someone had a hell of a lot of explaining to do...

"Wait... I don't get it," Yuki muttered, voice small as she ate a fistful of rice crackers, turning to the green haired swordsman next to her. "You're not my dad?"

She seemed saddened by the fact, as well as confused, seeing as the man looked exactly like her father.

"If I'm bein' honest, I'm a little lost, too. I came into all this a little later than everyone else..." Zoro admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "But if what Robin said is right, then I am your dad, just from a time before you were born."

Her little face lit up with understanding, "Ohhhhhhh. So before you and mommy fell in love?"

Zoro's breath slightly hitched at the wording, still trying to process the multitude of thoughts and feelings racing through his head.

After Nami and Robin gave him the brass tacks breakdown of who Yuki was and how she got there, he felt the sudden urge to lay down, emotionally overwhelmed by the whole situation.

His future was sitting right next to him, eating a stack of rice crackers.

Now don't get him wrong, his uneasiness—and slight embarrassment—about the whole situation wasn't because of you, or the girl, or anyone else for that matter.

It was because you had to discover his feelings like this.

Or at least get an idea of it.

You were one of his closest friends on the crew, someone he had fought alongside since the beginning (you being among the first to join).

Someone who had saved his life as many times as he'd saved yours.

Someone who would help him to bed after a wild night of drinking and parties.

Someone whose touch sent his heart into a frenzy, and made his head spin.

He wasn't stupid.

He knew what these feelings were.

He knew what these feelings meant.

He was in love with his best friend.

Yet, rejecting that fact made it less real, less daunting, and thus, less bothersome.

But it was hard to remain in his bubble of denial and tranquility when the living, breathing evidence defying him was chowing down not too far away.

With a sigh, Zoro glanced at the small girl out the corner of his eye, watching as she stuffed another heaping handful of crackers into her mouth.

God, she looked just like you.

It was almost baffling.

Shaking his head of the thoughts, he decided now was as good a time as any to ask some questions.

"So... am I training you to be a swordsman?" he asked, awkwardly, eyes slightly shifting away from her.

"Mhmm!" Yuki nodded, looking up at the man. "We started a few months ago, and its super hard! But you always tell me that the path of a swordsman is lined with countless trials, and if I wanna be the best, I gotta beat them all."

She grinned, determinedly.

"So I always push myself harder."

Zoro smiled, slightly, warmed by his daughter's determination.

She was his, for sure...

"What about hand-to-hand?" he asked again, intrigued.

"I do that with mommy," she answered. "She says she was always better at it than you."

He half-chuckled, half-scoffed, almost amused by the statement, "She wishes... you should see her now."

The rest of the crew had gone ashore on an island they'd come across, hoping to find a way to send Yuki back to her correct time.

This, of course, left Zoro on ship watching duty, which, in this case, translated to baby-sitting duty.

Just then, a smirk rose to his lips, his ego slightly boosted by the awe-struck look of the child.

"One thing you shouldn't forget, kid, is I don't lose, with swords or without."

"Except in arguments with mommy..."

His breath hitched, brows flattening at the remark.

'Shoulda figured that one...'

He couldn't win arguments with you now.

When you'd get all up in his face—brows furrowed, finger poking his chest, tone dangerous—was, oddly enough, one of the times when he found you most attractive.

You looked hot when you were mad.

And every time, without fail, he'd be too busy staring at you to pay any attention to what you were saying, which would only result in more yelling.

Speaking of which...

"Hey, kid..." he started, seriously, the girl looking at him with confusion at the sudden change in demeanor. "I wanna know something."

Yuki nodded, ready for his question.

"What's your mom like in the future?"

The girl instantly lit up, perfectly ready to gush about her beloved mother.

"She's is the nicest, toughest, most prettiest mommy in the whole, wide world!" she exclaimed, exuberantly. "She told me all the stories of her awesome fights and adventures on the sea. Even the super scary ones!"

A small smile stretched across his lips, warmed by the girl's overwhelming adoration for you.

"She did, did she?" he nodded for her to continue. "Stories like what?"

"Like how you guys were swallowed by a giant whale!" she exclaimed. "And how you met the warrior giant pirates! And how you went to war with the World Government and saved Auntie Robin!"

Practically bouncing with excitement, she grabbed Zoro's sleeve, clutching it tightly with enthusiasm.

"And how you and Uncle Luffy fought two, huge dragons!"

He smirked, pride puffing his chest at the memory of injuring Kaido, as well as the dragon he decapitated back on Punk Hazard.

It all must've sounded pretty fantastical to a child.

"That's why I can't wait to get strong! I'll be able to have my own adventures!" she stated, dreamily. "Monji's already learning from Uncle Sanji how to cook yummy food! And you and mommy are teaching me how to fight! So we'll be ready to join a crew in no time!"

"Wait..." he paused a moment, not recognizing a name. "Monji?"

'Don't tell me...'

"Mhmm! My best friend! Uncle Sanji is his dad, so he's teaching him everything he knows about kicking and cooking!"

The idea nearly gave Zoro heart burn, the man's calloused hand coming up to clutch his chest.

Not only did Curlybrow have a son—the fact that he was able to settle down already mind-boggling enough—but he also had the audacity to allow the little brat to fraternize with his daughter.

Who knows what kind of pervy, ero-cook nonsense he was teaching the kid?

The way Yuki was gushing about the boy didn't bode well at all; her little self went on and on and on about how strong and kind Monji already was.

Zoro could practically see it.

His little girl falling in love with and marrying Sanji's son, forcing the two of them to become family forever.

A fate worse than death.

"Hey, wait," he realized, suddenly remembering something gravely important, easily surpassing all the other questions he'd asked you. "If I'm your dad... and (y/n)'s your mom... then that means you know how we got together..."

Yuki nodded, tucking a small strand of hair behind her ear.

"Mhm. You told me one time," she confirmed. "You two were on a battlefield when it happened."

Intrigued, Zoro listened closely, his gaze not leaving the girl for a moment as she continued.

"Mommy got injured really bad, and you had to keep the bad guys from hurting her while Uncle Chopper patched her boo-boos. But once she was okay, you pulled her up and gave her a big kiss! Mommy says it was soooo romantic!"

Zoro playfully rolled his eyes at the cliche.

Who knew future him would be so cheesy?

Either way, he wasn't complaining. He ended up with you, and that was all that mattered.

Though... he did have one more question...

"Hey, do—?"

But his words were interrupted by soft snores, the man looking down at his lap to see the little girl had laid her head down on his thigh, no doubt falling asleep after all her excitement.

The swordsman's heart melted slightly, and his shoulders sank, his calloused hand coming up to swipe a few stray crumbs from her cheeks before resting on her back.

As much as he hated to admit it, he could get used to this...

The little girl napping on his leg brought out a certain instinct within him—one that burned with the will to protect her and her happiness at all costs.

All the awkwardness and emotional outpouring would be worth it if they came to this outcome...

And as you boarded the ship with the rest of the crew, solution to the dilemma in hand, you couldn't help but think the exact same thing—your eyes settling on the sight of your sleeping, soon-to be husband, and your snoring, soon-to-be daughter, laying peacefully together.

You could get used to this, too...

[chuulyssa]

jealous monster trio + law and ace x reader

a/n. not proofread!! i wrote this on my phone in the middle of watching a movie ong. idk why there aren't many dialogues in ace and law's part, but im lowkey pleased with how everything turned out

tags. fluffy fluff fluff, established relationship

crack tags. sanji gets a nosebleed (again), sanji tries to steal you away, sanji (that's it, that's the warning), marco bepo and robin are the best matchmakers, nami robs someone 😴

luffy wasn't the type to be overly possessive about the things he liked. growing up with two brothers, he had learned to share all mundane things in his life; his clothes, his blanket, even his toothbrush.

but not you.

luffy didn't understand the feeling that was developing in the pit of his stomach at the sight of you working out with zoro in the crow's nest. it was nice to stay healthy, right? that was what he had thought when he saw you reject his offer to play board games with him. he watched you walk away and up to the crow's nest where the swordsman practically lived, and sulkily climbed his special seat on the head of the sunny.

"oi, luffy! come down," usopp called out from the deck, and he glanced at the latter. "robin's telling us another story of the ancient civilizations of the west blue!"

"i'm not in the mood," luffy shouted back, still gazing wistfully at you.

he watched your face contort into one of pain when you moved to do the crunches, and zoro laughed at you before showing you how to breathe in the position as you lifted yourself back up.

"are you sure? i think you're just hungry!" usopp called again. "robin said we can have some of the special pancakes sanji made for her."

luffy stared back at his friend, his eyebrows furrowing as he thought hard. soon after, he yelled back, "i'll come down, give me one second!"

as you got back up from the crunch you were performing, you saw a long arm on the glass wall of the room and nearly screamed. luffy accidentally slammed his face into the wall, his cheeks comically enlarged as he spoke something incoherent to you. zoro rolled his eyes from beside you.

"i think he's saying break time is over. you've gotta go deal with him now."

.

zoro was rather secure in your relationship. he didn't mind it when other people commented about how nice you are, or about how pretty you look. he let it all slide, seeing as he knew all of the comments were true, and you deserved to know that. so he wasn't one to get mad when such things happened.

except when it came to the idiot cook.

it had been almost fifteen minutes past your usual time and you still hadn't shown up. zoro had gritted his teeth in the middle of a set and set out to find you. it didn't take him long, however, to figure out what was keeping you.

"my dear y/n, you must listened to this acoustic poem i have written in your name," the cook had one of your hands in his, blocking your way up to the crow's nest.

"i'm sure it's lovely, sanji, but i'm in a hurry right now--"

"ah, where, i wonder, must i look to find another beauty such as yourself--?"

"oi, cook! buzz off, will ya? no one wants you around," zoro's voice came from upstairs, and you turned to look at him.

the cook glared at him from behind you, but immediately pouted wistfully when you turned back at him. "don't say that, 'ro," you scolded, and the cook's face lit up at your words, eyes gleaming at the sight of zoro's annoyed look.

"i said what i said," zoro walked downstairs, twirling a strand of your hair around his fingers when he reached you. "buzz off, prince of the perverts."

.

sanji is a little bit of an idiot. insecurity runs in his veins, and thus so does jealousy. you would have felt bad for him too, had he not been making you feel the same way since day one.

his face streamed with tears as he followed you around the marketplace. a few minutes earlier, you had caught him shooting to the sky with a nosebleed because of some poor woman's smile. he had landed right at your feet, the sight momentarily disarming you before you kicked his frame out of the way to walk.

it had been about half a minute of you ignoring him and he was on his hands and knees, begging for you to spare a glance at him. you would have felt bad, had this not been the fiftieth time in a week. you instead chose to turn to usopp, who had grown to learn to ignore sanji and his antics around women ever since they first met at the baratie. sanji's ears turned a bright red at your movement, and he clinged even harder at you

the two of you silently agreed to not wait for nami while she was busy robbing civilized people in a restaurant, and sped up at the looks the passersby were giving sanji, who was practically hanging onto your waist right now.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, angel, i know that's not gonna cut it but i beg for your humble forgiveness, i will not ever-"

"how do you deal with this moron?" usopp whispered to you, and you whispered back an "i don't know".

sanji kept mumbling things into your hips and pressing soft kisses into your waist, until you gave in when chopper hurried up to where you were, polaroids of your smile hanging around his neck; your boyfriend was just in rehab!

.

ace didn't think you looked half as good with anyone else but him. that is another way to say, he couldn't stand anyone who was within a certain radius from you. he wouldn't talk about it at all, and whenever you would bring it up he would play dumb.

but he hated it; not in a you're-mine-and-belong-to-me way but more in a im-just-a-boy-who-needs-external-validation-to-exist kinda way.

so he didn't like the way you were the only 'daughter' in whitebeard's crew among all the 'sons' who spoke about you like you were a trophy. he didn't like how you were placed under marco's division and not his. he didn't like how both whitebeard and marco laughed at him whenever they caught him looking at you.

after a particularly rough mission, the first division was having a blast with all the treasure they had managed to get back. ace looked at you with a longing pout on his face, about ten feet away from you. you were laughing with thatch at the moment, and he was busy fantasizing about how you would react if he carried you into your shared room on his shoulder, kissed the back of your nape and sucked hickeys to spell his name on your neck--

marco slapped the back of his head and his face fell into his plate with a loud crash.

"thank me later," marco said, eyes unwavering as the man in front of him fell asleep face-first into a plate full of food.

he went away as ace woke up shortly after, his face covered in curry, with men laughing at and mimicking him, but among all of them, his ears only heard the sound of your laughter before you quickly got up to hand him tissues.

.

law did not care. or at least, he pretended not to. after all, it had taken multiple tantrums from bepo to get him to confess to you, and even then he had made it clear he was not a fan of whatever you might have thought to be an 'ideal, loving relationship'.

that was, until today, when you had learned just how far you had to push his buttons to transform him into a romantic man. you could feel law's gaze on you as you laughed at whatever dumb thing luffy had just said, but when you turned around, he was busy conversing with robin about who knows what. once again, you turned to luffy, felt weird, turned back and saw nothing. for every minute you talked to the straw hat about something, you could feel law breathing down your neck, albeit in a subtle manner that no one but you seemed to catch.

"law," you finally came up to him, and he looked up at you as if he hadn't for ages. "is something wrong?"

"what makes you think so?" he challenged, and you could feel robin chuckle next to him. after shooting her a perplexed look, you shrugged and walked back to where the group was having fun, staying a bit closer to chopper this time, for luffy's safety.

it wasn't until the two of you had retreated back to your shared room for the night that you had realised what you felt had not been a hoax. law was on you the moment you lay next to him on the bed, nuzzling up to you and pressing gentle kisses to your forehead and cheeks.

you were confused, to say the least, but you had a faint suspicion that this strange side of law was the idea of a certain archaeologist.

[laughtalelogs]

In the Shadows of Buffalo Bay - Prologue

word count: 1.5k+

Zoro x afab!Reader x Sanji, cowgirl!reader no use of y/n, no beta reader, all my reader characters are black even if not explicitly stated. if that's not ur jam, then don’t read!

Rating: M (smut will be in future chapters, labelled as Explicit.)

Warnings: themes of alcohol, drug use, smoking, mental health issues, implications of self-harm, and violence to come.

Summary: Right after the Straw Hats leave the land of Wano; they land on Buffalo Bay, a gourmet cattle island known for its famous fairs, cowboys, and food. What they find is a dusty town, ruled by a sheriff with more secrets than she lets on. When she challenges the swordsman and seduces the cook, they both can't help but wonder: what is she hiding? And how will her past, entwined with the island's dark history, affect their crew? cross-posted to ao3 @laughtalelogs

Special thanks to @sigilsmut for giving me major inspiration with his OC, Honeko. Please check them out, they’re both pretty neat!

chapter Index- prologue (you are here!), ch.1

Prologue: Darek Red

Prrr. Prrr. Prrr. Cu-lick.

“It’s been quite a while since you’ve called, are you sure about this?”

“Quite. They made it clear it would be utterly careless not to. Expected arrival time is at sunrise. No messes, you hear?”

“Clear as day, sir. Considering the walk in the park you just gave me, should I leave the ‘Thank You’ note with them, or should I save that for when you decide to ring again?”

“Focus. Stick to the plan. And it wouldn’t hurt to remember our deal.”

Cu-lick.

“Great.”

Zoro stirred from his slumber as soon as he heard the laugh of his captain. Was it already time for Brook to take his shift? Did he sleep through breakfast? He didn’t feel the sun on him just yet. He shrugged it off. If there was danger, he’d know, no doubt. He allowed his shoulders to relax as sleep absorbed him once more.

Until suddenly, “Now, Usopp, Chopper!”

The floor shifted, he shot back, the air in his lungs suddenly slammed out of him as his head struck the glass of the crow’s nest. His eye shot open, but his vision swam, followed by a thrumming on the base of his skull. He quickly grabbed his swords that slid under the bench from the change of position, scoping his surroundings. 

Of course, when his guard was down, something would happen to the ship. He ignored the way his vision blurred to turn around and scan the ship through the glass beneath him. He saw a familiar straw hat from a distance and loosened the tight grip of his blades. At least someone was out there.

What he still was trying to figure out was why in the hell was Luffy at the helm? Zoro ran to the hatch. He angled himself down the ladder and tightened his grip as he quickly realized they were soaring through the sky. 

“What the fuck is happening?!” He shouted over the whipping wind, watching Luffy let go of the wheel to stand on the now horizontal mast.

  He just laughed and held onto his hat, his standard goofy grin shined in the moonlight.  “We’re going to the city of meat, duh!”

“You idiot!” Zoro yelled. “We were going to be there in the morning!” His warning fell on deaf ears. Luffy, who was singing and dancing about meat, was too busy to care. He hoped everyone else was safe.

He already had a bad feeling about the poster they’d found on the ghost ship yesterday. The rest of the crew, however, seemed unfazed. Nami had determined from her Log Pose that they’d reach the island by sunrise, and everyone was eager for a break after the war they’d just endured. But, of course, Luffy’s hunger had to ruin that plan.

He glanced around while his thoughts wandered for a brief and unwelcomed moment.

Where was the damn cook? His face soured, trying to force the thought down as soon as it came. He’s probably clinging onto his bed in the men’s quarters like an idiot, he thought again, but the idea of Sanji flying overboard refused to leave his mind. 

“He’ll survive just in spite of me thinking that,” He humored, muttering under his breath to himself, the usual bite in his tone gone. Still, he scanned the doors for a mop of blonde hair that he wouldn’t admit he waited to appear. If he had half the brain Zoro thought he had, he’s probably helping the others. 

Now, Zoro was stuck there, gripping the rope ladder as he tried to make sense of the chaos. Over Luffy’s shoulder, he caught glimpses of the dark horizon. The Sunny pitched forward sharply, teetering above the sea before nose diving toward land. Zoro was relaxed as ever—if relaxed meant cursing under his breath and bracing for impact.

“Hold o-” Zoro’s warnings were cut off as the ship slammed into hard dirt, skidding like a rock skipping across a pond. Zoro jostled against the rope ladder with each impact, gritting his teeth. The hull screeched. Luffy was laughing, because of course this was absolutely hilarious to him, as he swung on a stretched arm. A chorus of startled yelling joined the ship’s groaning protests, the crew must have been rudely woken up just like him. 

Finally, they stopped. The wood wheezed underneath them, the pitch black enveloping them on all sides. 

“That was awesome!” Luffy’s cackle echoed off into the dark night as he dropped from the mast back onto the grassy deck. “Did you see that Zoro?!” 

He did more than see it, he thought. He drops from the rope onto the deck. He went to reply, but heard doors slamming open and shut, followed by multiple yells for the same person.

“LUFFY!”

Everyone clambered in, one after another. Jinbei carried Brook’s head, while Franky angrily dragged the other two culprits with him. Behind them, Zoro sees a shock of blonde, and he lets go of a breath he didn’t realise he had been holding. He scratched the back of his head and rolled his shoulders, as if his previous worries would fall off of them. Adrenaline is still pumped through his veins under hot skin, cooled off by the night’s air. 

“Morning everyone!” Luffy said excitedly, smile stretched so wide Zoro wouldn’t be surprised if his face stayed like that. “We’re here! Good work, Usopp and Chopper!”

“I can’t believe I let him talk me into this..” Usopp groaned and whimpered under the tight grip Franky held his waist in, and Chopper gasped for air. 

  “Too tight, too tight!” He clawed at the large hand with his hooves to no avail.

Nami was already tearing Luffy a new one, and Franky was following suit. Even Jinbei had a look of dismay, while Brook was steadily complaining in his palm.

“You can’t believe it,” Franky says through his teeth, dropping the two to the floor. “I can’t believe all the work I’m going to have to do on the Sunny because of you 3, this is not super, bros.” 

“I’m thinking we should’ve kept him in the cage,” Sanji muttered as he let go of Nami and set down robin on the deck. 

“I agree with you Sanji,” Nami bellowed as she charged past Zoro, and pinched hard on Luffy’s cheek. “I don’t think he learned his lesson from the waterfall, after all,” 

Luffy whined halfheartedly like a child. “Ow- I’m really sorry, Nami.. I was just hungry, ya know!”

“When you’re hungry, you wake up Sanji. You don’t crash the ship into land in the middle of the night!” She screamed, and it ringed in Zoro's ears, the sharp pain in his head roared to life. He winced and rubbed the back of his head again. It didn't surprise him when he removed his hand that he saw smudges of red on his finger tips.

“Why didn’t you stop him?” He felt a gentle kick at his shin, turning to see Sanji staring at him. He had dark circles underneath his wide, tired eyes that bore straight through Zoro. The blond hair that covered his face illuminated with the light of his lighter. The flame flickered to life as he scanned around, taking in their surroundings. “What happened to keeping watch?"

  Zoro rolled his eyes, “I keep watch against threats, not our own crew. Besides, how was I supposed to know what he was going to do, curly?” He really wasn’t in the mood to fight with the bastard, especially not this early in the morning. He watches Sanjis eyes look at him, squinting like he could see through him, his eyes lingering on the hand Zoro had rubbed his head with. Zoro wipes his hand on the back of his pants, shrugging it off like he already knew what Sanji would say next. They remain silent, but everything in Sanji’s eyes looks like they’re begging a question. Zoro chest tightens as he bit back the pain in his head and heart.

“I’m fine, Cook. Nothing happened,” Is all he gives, turning away to look at the rest of the crew. "Drop it."

“I didn’t say a thing, Moss,” Is all he says in response, lighting a new cigarette as he listened to the crew begin to brainstorm a plan of action.

After a moment of arguing and tired deliberation, All adventures to the mysterious Buffalo Bay were cut off for the night. Even with Luffy’s master plan, they had no choice but to wait until sunrise with how dark it was. Even with Franky’s freak ass lights, they could only see dirt and grass for what seemed to stretch on for forever. Robin questioned if there was any land of meat at all, and the fact they were stranded settled amongst the group in a grim veil.

So much for a tourist destination, he thought. He had heard enough of the plan. He walked away from the group, settling on the edge of the grass to rest his aching head. As sleep began to overtake him as he droned out the sounds of his friends talking, he couldn’t help but to feel a pit in the bottom of his stomach. It was small, but large enough to annoy him and eat away at his steeled nerves. Something was really off about this island. As sleep washed over him, he could only think that that was just something he’d have to worry about later. 

A/N: AHHH finally!! I have been planning this fic in my head with multiple drafts and outlines and brainstorming for I think 2 months at this point, and finally feel pretty good about how to started this off.

I hope you enjoyed the prequel! I have the chapter one 75% done, I just need to edit it some more but expect it some time 11/28 at night. I hope to have it up and chapter two by Sunday! The next chapter will introduce the reader, i promise! also, future chapters will switch between perspectives. This will be a slow burn so stick around if you wanna see how it plays out! Feedback, love, and criticism is much appreciated ♡

[incorrectmarines]

Taking a close look at Helmeppo's room in the One Piece live action

Really nice portrait of himself (Where the hell is this painting now? I need to know)

We have stuff that seems like magazines, some perfumes, colognes, maybe stuff for his hair, beauty products, candles, something hanging from one of his mirrors maybe sunglasses?

A goofy hat on top of a fur coat on a chair, more candles, more beauty products and maybe sunglasses hanging from the mirror again? Maybe a saying he has like for shades referencing the visor he will be wearing in the future

A close look at our little friend Bearmeppo before he had to experience the horrors, a hair brush, another pair of sunglasses (seems like they are the ones he had on the portrait), candles, and a box with scissors, for hair? Or maybe embroidery scissors, maybe he made Bearmeppo's marine costume himself, maybe he even made the wig, who knows, there's also that white thing, I'm not able to figure out what the hell it is

Workout rubber bands on top of his towel?? I think he was naked because he came back from a shower, this towel is hanging to the side of another desk/table, this one's in front of a window, an explanation to his great physique! Our boy exercises

This door seems to lead to a bathroom, ad there's a shirt and a cloth? Hanging from the door, the shirt I originally thought was meant to be from a marine uniform, but looking at it closely, it doesn't look all that much like one, but maybe it is, from my understanding in the live action Helmeppo was already meant to be a marine? But he got his position thanks to Morgan and was of course taken a few ranks down after being put under Garp's command

Now... this one... He has so much fur all around... on his bed and also a carpet in front of the door that he left unlocked for some reason? Or maybe Zoro was the one to unlock it by force, who knows, but it doesn't seem like it, also I wonder how the hell he found Helmeppo's room.

But enough of that, there are more important things to analyse like what the fuck this this thing

A sculpture clearly, maybe he's one of those pinterest girlies that like weird sculptures like those creepy ashtrays and stuff, or maybe he truly just is a freak

Let's have a bit of a more general look at what's on top of this dresser though. A sculpture that sort of looks like a tv?? But also not, it has something white in the scenter I might be insane but to me it looks like it had napkins on the inside, there's two fancy lamps, that one looks like a flower, the.. thing. stuff that I can't really see clearly, headphones??? Why??? This is like that apple watch they had to remove on the Gol D Roger execution scene, why does bro have heaphones? I mean we have seen headphones like Scratchmen Apoo's and also Hibari's and Usopp's but those seem to be for noise since they are snipers', Uta also has some headphone looking things and there's also all the ones at Egghead but still, this doesn't seem like anything that would just casually be on the East Blue, but whatever he's rich There's also earmuffs?? on his bed frame, they have a little 😈 maybe he wears them to sleep??? Idk, all these things clash with the more old looking stuff in his room, like the candles, the lamps, the mirrors, the fancy buttles, the tapestry, the rugs... On the other side of Zoro there's a rug that seems to have a flower like pattern, and a little table with glass bottles, maybe alcohol?? Or maybe perfumes

That is all, I didn't notice anything else, no one will read this, but it was still fun to make, I hope you all know this all started because I randomly noticed the mouth thing and was like "WHY HAD I NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE?"

[someone1348]

I told ya'll things were happening :]

I found time and motivation to write and of course I had to start off again with my current obsession ONE PIECE! I'm currently on the Skypiea arc, season 6, but don't worry this has no spoilers it's just my angels having fun!

The people in this: Ler!Luffy, Lee!Usopp

Tw: this is a tickle fic, as are all of my fics, so if you don't like it just scroll, all the love :]

Now let's get this started sha'll we!! Woohoo!

-K <3

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I like your laugh

With the amount of adventures he's been on since joining Luffy's crew, Usopp was thankful and grateful for the peace and quiet he got on the ship that day. It was short-lived, of course, with a captain like Luffy that's bound to happen, but there was no life-threatening adventure, no damaging of the ship, just the normal amount of choas.

The sniper was working on building some weapons down in the bilge, enjoying his me time as he heard the captain wonder about the ship upstairs calling his name. The faint and whiny tone of "Usopp!" Left his lips a few times as well as what sounded like him asking where he was, but Usopp ignored it. He was too focused on his creations to worry about what the captain wanted, it probably wasn't an emergency, and plus he'd never find him down here...right?

"Hehe there you are! I found you Usopp!"

Wrong. Usopp sighed "What is it Luffy I'm busy right now?" The rubber man ignored this and plopped his butt right on the floor in front of him, examining the tool and his every move with a tilt of his head.

"What are you working on?" The captain hummed as Usopp smiled with pride, his long nose upturned as he spoke.

"It's my newest invitation! I call it the explosion of the sea!"

Luffys eyes widened with sparkles in his eyes as he spoke "Woahh! That sounds so cool! What's it do!?" He reached out to touch it but got his hand smacked away "ow"

Usopp huffed "It's an explosive with sea water in it! If we face anyone again with too strong of devil fruit powers I figured I could try hitting them with one of these and make them at least a little weaker...I don't know"

Luffy's lips let out his classic giggle "That sounds amazing! Just as long as you don't accidentally hit me with it it could be cool!" He sighed "but I like fighting people at their full power though"

Usopp smiled and shook his head "You are insane"

Luffy huffed and crossed his arms "I'm not insane, maybe you're insane" he mumbled and pouted like a baby.

Usopp nodded "to join this crew I think you've gotta be just a little crazy"

Luffy laughed at that "That's funny!"

Usopp smiled "So what did you need me for anyway?"

Luffy blinked, he forgot he came down here for a reason "Oh yeah! I've been working on my impressions again wanna see them?" Now that was something the sniper was always up for!

No matter what was happening in time, no matter how scared he felt, Luffy's impressions never failed to make him laugh.

Usopp sat up straighter and nodded, putting his tools and inventions away "of course I want to see them! Do it!"

Luffy giggled before taking a deep breath and getting into position. He cleared his throat and put on his best Sanji face, pretending to hold a cigarette with his fingers "Hey I'm Sanji...Okay which one of you took the meat"

Usopp tried to hold it in

"Wait your turn Luffy its ladies first"

He lost it

"Hahahaha! That's too good!"

Luffy smiled and broke character "Okay okay next one!" He got himself prepared again. Soon enough he let out the loudest fake snore possible. Usopp was holding his stomach he was laughing so much.

"Hahaha! You're killing me here was that supposed to be Zoro?!"

Luffy pretended to wake up "Huh? What's happening? Where's the booze, I need a drink-"

"PFFt- HAhaha!" He was wiping tears from his eyes.

"I like your laugh Usopp! It's been awhile since I heard it" time seemed to stop for a minute for Usopp.

His laughter slowed down as he hummed "Wh-What? My laugh?"

Luffy nodded "Mhm, you have a nice laugh!"

Usopp blinked in surprise "...Hm! Thanks Luffy no one's ever complimented my laugh before"

The captain nodded again "You're welcome"

Now that he was thinking about it Luffy was right, it had been a while since he had laughed. With all the choas and fear, he just never thought about it.

"You've got a point though it has been a while huh?"

Luffy nodded "That's changing right now"

Usopp nodded. "Yeah, since you made me laugh!" He smiled before he looked up to meet Luffy's mischievous smirk, who had now suddenly gotten a lot closer to him than Usopp remembered.

"Luffy..." He warned as he tried to scoot back, only leading him into a wall. Luffy just giggled mischievously as he followed his movements. Every move he made scooting back, luffy would crawl forward. Usopp was now shaking in his boots as the straw hat leader wiggled his fingers teasing in his face.

"Don't even think about it!"

Luffys smirk grew

"Too late! I thought about it!" He pounced on the poor sniper, moving his fingers under the mans classic brown overalls to tickle all over his stomach.

"HaHAhaAhaHA! LUFFY!-" He tried to push at the rubber boys' arms but got nowhere since they were trapped under his overalls. Luffy's smirk just grew at his pleas and laughter.

"What?" He acted all nonchalant like he wasn't tickling the daylights out of him. In his defense, though, he wasn't even digging, so in his eyes, that's holding back!

Usopp groaned in-between his laughter "YOu! HAhaha! Stop Tihihickling mEEE!-"

Luffy laughed with him "Hahaha! You scream like a girl!" He continued his fun as he tickled the lairs bellybutton.

"SHuHUHhut UHuhUhUP!"

Luffy grinned. "Make me!" He stuck out his tounge before moving his hands up to Usopps underarms.

"AH- NAHAHA! WAIT! NOT THEHEHEHERE!"

Luffys giggles only increased at that "Ooooo did I find your tickle spot? I think I did~" he teased in a sing-song voice as Usopp got a little red from embarrassment. He shot his arms down and curled up as much as he could.

"LUHUHUFFY! HAHAHA!-"

Luffy giggled "They're trapped now! Tickle Tickle Tickle~"

"NOHOHO! HAHAHA I CAHAHAN'T"

Luffy smirked "Aww what? Can't handle a little teasing? Does it tickle a lottt hmm?~ does it?!"

Usopp could barely get words out anymore "YOU'RE DEHEHEAD YOU HEHEAR ME!"

Luffy laughed "I'm so scared!"

"MEHEHERCY PLEHEHEASE!"

Luffy stopped but pouted anyway. "Aww, man... but I was just starting to have fun!" That's the thing with the captain though, no matter how much fun he was having, if mercy was called out, he'd always stop.

Usopp caught his breath, slowly but surely. "That...was...awful!"

Luffy smirked "Oh please we all know you had fun too! Admit it!"

Usopp smiled "Alright fine, maybe I did, but I'll still get you back for that!"

Luffy giggled "Yeah Righ-"

"DINNER TIME!!" Sanjis voice could be heard from upstairs. As Luffy got up and ran up the stairs. Usopp smirked and shook his head again.

"I better get up there too before there's none left for me!"

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I hope you guys liked it! Let me know what you think! If you couldn't tell already, Luffy is my favorite character ever! Chopper is a close second, Usopp is third so far, but I love all of them so much! Anyway! It felt good to write again, especially for something I love so much! So yeah, let me know and expect more One Piece stuff in the future whenever I get a chance/motivation! :]

-K :]

[pingo1387]

Fallen Apart

OP Secret Santa 2024 for @architect-of-the-auspicious! Prompt was Law taking apart Luffy as teasing and/or punishment. I hope you had a great December! @op-secret-santa

The warm spring air brushed past Robin’s face as she strolled down one of the empty country roads of Wano while the people celebrated Kaido’s downfall in the nearby town. It wasn’t like she disliked parties, of course, but she did value the occasional peace and quiet, a rarity with her crew. A few cherry blossom petals blew on the wind, and she smiled, thinking of Chopper.

A strange sound caught her ears and she focused her attention on the road ahead. An object was rolling in her direction, and odd grunts emanated from it with each bump over a stone or lump of dirt. As she stared at it, she recognized it at last, and smiled, shaking her head.

The object reached her, bumping into her legs, and she knelt to pick it up. Holding it up to her face, she said, “And what did you do to Law to deserve this, Luffy?”

Luffy’s head laughed. “Oh, hi, Robin! I dunno. I was just talking and he suddenly did this to me. I think he said something like, ‘Doesn’t deserve the position’? Whatever. Can you help me find the rest of my body?”

“Certainly.” She brought his head up to her shoulder, holding it next to her own. “How many pieces are we looking for?”

“Lessee . . . I think my body, arms, and legs are all separated.” He frowned, concentrating. “I can’t move my body, but it feels like it’s somewhere comfy.”

“And your limbs?” Robin prompted.

“Dunno, but I’m trying to move them.”

“I suppose if we hear screaming, we’ll know where to look.”

Luffy laughed. “Yeah. Hey, someone just picked up my arm!”

Robin paused, listening, and sprouted a few ears in the nearby town. “But no screaming . . . so perhaps it’s someone we know?”

Luffy brightened, grinning. “Oh, I think it’s Zoro! Those feel like his hands.”

“Let’s hope he doesn’t wander off with it.” Robin turned around and started walking back to the town, sprouting some eyes along the way to search for him. “You don’t seem too perturbed by this situation.”

“No, this is fun! It’s like a treasure hunt.”

“Would you like me to give you a new body in the meantime?” she offered. “I would have control over it, of course, but you wouldn’t need to rest on my shoulder.”

“Thanks, but I don’t mind this.”

“I see Zoro,” she announced just as they reached the town. “He’s over this way.”

They made their way through the townsfolk, many giving them odd looks but assuming Robin was wearing a strange costume. They found Zoro on the other edge of town, holding up Luffy’s arm and talking to Usopp, who spotted them and pointed. Zoro turned around.

“There you are,” he said to Luffy. He tossed Robin the arm. “Thought this was yours. It was stretchy.”

“Thanks!” Luffy exclaimed as Robin tucked it under her other arm.

“What’d you do to piss off Traffy?” Usopp said with a long-suffering sigh.

“I dunno. Hey, either of you seen my body? Or my legs or other arm?”

They shook their heads.

“Oh, well. Onward, Robin!”

“Yes, Captain,” she said with a giggle. She waved to Zoro and Usopp and set off for the town again, looking around with her power. “Do you have any clues for the next piece?”

Luffy gave a sudden shiver, goosebumps covering his arm and his hair standing on end. “One of my legs just got wet.”

“What kind of wet?”

“Like, it got splashed.”

“Splashed . . .” Robin narrowed her field of view and nodded. “I see it. This way.”

She led him to a corner of the festival where a goldfish-scooping game was being held. The man running it gave her a genial smile. “Interested, ma’am? That’s a neat costume you got there, by the way!”

“I’m not a costume,” Luffy said, sticking out his tongue. The man recoiled, shocked.

“He was taken apart by a Devil Fruit power,” Robin explained. “I think you have his leg behind the table.”

“Oh, that’s what that is!” The man knelt and came back up with one of Luffy’s legs, handing it to Robin. “I thought it was some kind of mechanized mannequin. The things technology can do . . .”

“Thank you,” Robin said, taking it and adding it to her burden. “You wouldn’t have seen the other pieces, would you?”

“Can’t say I have. Best of luck!”

Robin turned around and walked down the busy street, posting eyes all across the festival. “So, how do you feel about being an Emperor?”

“It’s really cool! I’m on the same level as Shanks now! I really feel like I can meet him now.”

“You two promised to meet when you became a great pirate again, did you not?”

“Yeah! Although, I’ll have to give him back my hat now.”

“Speaking of, where is your hat?”

Luffy frowned, tilting his head as much as he could. “I think it’s with my body. I can feel it a bit on my neck.”

“That’s good.”

“Ow!”

“What is it?”

“Someone pinched my arm,” Luffy complained. “Ow, ow! They’re still doing it!”

“Any idea who it is?” Robin asked, scanning the area.

“Not sure, but the hands feel small, so I guess they’re kids?”

“At least two children . . .” Robin said to herself as she continued walking. “Oh, I see them.”

She took Luffy, under a string of complaints, to a grassy area just outside the festivities. There, they found Tama and Toko, holding Luffy’s arm and stretching out bits of it.

“Pardon me, girls, we’ll need that back,” Robin said, kneeling.

“Hi, Robin-san!” Toko exclaimed, giggling. “Is this yours?”

“It’s mine,” Luffy said.

“Ah! You’re just a head!”

“Did that weird guy with the weird power take you apart?” Tama asked.

“His name’s Traffy. Yeah, I think he wanted to play a game or something. Have you seen my other leg?”

“No, just this,” Toko said, grinning. “Do you really need it back right now?”

“Come on,” Luffy whined. “Gimme.”

“Okay, fine,” Tama relented, handing the arm over, red from being pinched all over. “I guess it’s not honorable to not return it.”

“That’s the spirit,” Robin said, patting her head with a disembodied arm. “Thank you both.”

She tucked the arm in with the other limbs and turned around, heading back to the festival.

“By the way, Brook was saying something about how you got huge to fight someone,” Luffy said as they walked. “What’s that about?”

“Oh, that? I improved my Devil Fruit capabilities,” Robin explained. “Not nearly to the extent that you did, of course, but I was able to increase the size of my clone, and add some . . . features. I’ll show you sometime.”

“Neat! That’s really cool, Robin!”

“Thank you. I heard your battle was something legendary as well.”

“I just reached a new peak of free. That’s all.”

“I’m not sure what that means,” Robin admitted.

“You’ll see it someday! Chopper says no transforming for now. Oh!”

“Your leg?” Robin asked, stopping.

“No, I’m just hungry, and there’s takoyaki right there.” Luffy paused, drooling as he stared at the takoyaki stand Robin had stopped by. “Please, Robin?”

Robin turned and bought a steaming takoyaki spear, two balls for each of them. She blew on them to cool them down and popped one into Luffy’s mouth, hurrying away from the vendor.

“Th’nk y’,” he mumbled around the meat. He swallowed it, licking his lips. “I—”

A scream interrupted him.

“Must be my leg,” Luffy said.

Robin followed the source and found a small ring of people staring at Luffy’s leg, wriggling on the ground. She pushed her way through, picked it up, and left, ignoring the shocked gasps and whispers.

“There we go,” she said once they’d left the festival grounds again. “Now, for your body . . .”

“Can you attach those to my head first?” Luffy asked. “I wanna walk around now.”

“Certainly.” Robin knelt, setting Luffy’s head and limbs down, and attached the limbs to his head one by one. The arms went slightly above the sides, and the legs were attached on either side of where his neck should have been. When she finished, Luffy was standing on his own two legs again, albeit as a strange-looking creature. She stepped back and giggled.

“What?” Luffy said, swinging his arms around.

“You look like a yokai.”

“Cool! Well, at least I can move now.” He took a few experimental steps, and Robin covered her mouth, holding in a fit of laughter. “Oh!”

“M-More food?” she asked, her eyes watering.

“No, I just realized where my body is! C’mon!”

He ran off, his arms swinging, and Robin followed, shaking from the effort of staying silent. They ran and ran over grassy fields, under the starry sky, until—

“The Sunny?” Robin said in surprise.

“Yeah!” Luffy bent his knees and leapt onto the ship with a powerful jump, Robin close behind. He went to the door to the men’s quarters and opened it up. Robin turned on one of the lamps.

Sure enough, Luffy’s limbless and headless body was lying on one of the bed hammocks, covered by his kimono. It seemed that despite Luffy’s best efforts, he hadn’t been able to dislodge it from that spot.

“Robin,” Luffy said.

“Can’t I take a picture of you first?” Robin said.

“Robin!”

“Fine, fine.” She detached his limbs and reattached them to his body, one by one. When she’d attached the last one, his body stood up, knelt, and picked up his head, putting it back on his neck.

“Is this right?” he said, his head twisted slightly to the left. Robin popped it off and fixed it, and he smiled at her.

“Thanks for all your help!” he exclaimed, bouncing in place. “Now help me find Traffy! I wanna do that again!”

“Yes, Captain,” she said with a laugh, and followed him out the door.

Bonus picture

[crushsblogstories]

One Piece - Song Bird

Basically what songs give me hc ideas for the Monster Trio

WARNING(S)!

None of these are my characters!

Suggestive themes!

Swearing!

MINORS DNI!

Pronouns! Not specified

Time! Not specified

O - Spotify O - Youtube

○ Luffy O

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Ok I know what you're thinking. But hear me out.

You've just finished cleaning the deck. You stayed on the boat while the crew explored this island and checked out the stores. You think you're alone as you being dancinging and singing on the newly cleaned deck.

Your dancing quickly comes to an end when you slip on a spot that was still drying. As you fall you feel long rubbery arms wrap their way around you. Luffy caught you, and you're now inches apart, in a dipped position.

"Carefull!~" He says with his usual wide grin, but all you can think is.

Make me sweat~ Make me hotter~ Make me lose my breath~ Make me water~

~End of song~

○ Zoro

O

O

WAIT WAIT… ITS GOOD I PROMISE! (You’re kinda eccentric? Chaotic? Idk how to explain.)

It’s less than quiet on the deck of the ship as always, but you’re getting bored of watching Zoro and Sanji fight, and Luffy and Usopp play. Nami is just lounging but you want to do something. You go below deck to the storage room, where there is a lot of room because you and Nami cleaned it up a bit. You put on music and begin to dance.

Eventually ‘Bongos’ comes on and OBVIOUSLY you start twerking, shaking ass, and so on cause are you really dancing to that song if you’re not? You didn’t realize that Zoro had entered until the next song took a bit to long to play. You went to go look over to the speaker and there he stood with a smirk on his face.

“I came to nap but now I have other plans.”

This pussy tight like a nun! Better chew it up like it's gum!~

~End of song~

○ Sanji

O

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I hear you.. But Iove the hc of him perfering to please you and loving to eat you so..

You're washing dishes from lunch. It was a lot since Luffy seemed extra hungry today so Sanji cooked a bunch. You were singing and swaying your hips, that eventually turned into full blown dancing, the sponge splattering soapy water here and there.

You're done at this point but you're still dancing towards the doorway as you sing. You open your eyes to be met with Sanji's dashing smirk.

"Sounds like I have a lot of time to make up for. Why not start today?"

Every hour, every minute, every second. You know night after night~

"I'll be fucking you right~"

~End of song~

Hope you enjoyed!

If it’s requested I might expand on these and make them one shots!

[ryiju-muunie]

You I like that [your skin]

18+ viewer discretion is advised

Bottom!Omega!Zoro Roronoa/Top!Alpha!Usopp Warnings: omega verse, oviposition, ovipositior alpha, animal/human hybrids, gender roles but make it omega verse, zoro has gender issues lowkey, self doubt, making out, anal rimming, frotting and frottage, mpreg mentions, porn with feelings Word count: 5382 DESC: Omega sexualization was prevalent in society, this was a fact. Zoro was not a cute omega; this was also a fact. It was a long shot to think Usopp would be watching videos with the term ‘knothole’ but- Zoro’s eyes widened when he saw ten videos pulled up on the search bar. OR Zoro snoops on Usopp's laptop and discovers some secrets he's been dying to uncover

NOTES: Hi! God, I don't know if this idea is too ooc or not. I wanted to do something with Zoro and him being an omega, while briefly touching on what I think the society of a/b/o could be like. Then this happened. Not very coherent but we're working with it!!! Also I didn't know but apparently Zosopp is a rare pair?? Hello?? We need more Zosopp because I'm flooding the tag with me and my filth. And the cute stuff too. Also also, someone write more hybrid one piece fics. I have no idea if its a thing [because I haven't checked] but I need it!!! I need to see more peoples ideas with what Usopp could be, or really any of the strawhats. In my hybrid AU [series on my page] I made Usopp a brown cat, but here I thought an ocelot could be cute. Zoro though, is just a tiger. I can't change that. Also also also, SOMEONE WRITE ANOTHER GYATT DAMN OMEGA VERSE OVIPOSITION FIC! The tag is only me, c'mon people! Use your creativity and make eggs come from mens holes!

Omega sexualization was prevalent in society, this was a fact.  

Zoro was not a cute omega; this was also a fact.  

The tiger hybrid had tried his fair share of being cute when he was in his twenties, trying to play up to an image he would never succeed. He tried the skirts, and he tried the bows, before he ever became as built as he was in the present. Of course, when he did, alphas told him he was hot. He was this sexy, hot, tantalizing omega who could knock their socks off. He never minded the feminine thing in his own opinion, but he hated how sexualized it was. He could never wear a skirt in public without an alpha making a comment on how breedable he looked, or how he smelt incredibly sweet [even when his pheromones ran on the savorier side].  

There was a small part of Zoro that wished Usopp wanted him to be cute. It was a small and stupid part of him that he pushed away with beer and exercising until he could barely breathe. Everyone wanted to be wanted, and he wasn’t a stranger to desire in any sense of the word. If the omega wanted something he would get up and get it, no matter how long it took him. If he wanted a nap, he’d damn well get it. So, why did he always hesitate when asking his boyfriend this question of: What if I wore a skirt this time around? 

One part of him hated, despised, the sexualization that came with skirts and socks. But the other part of him wished the person who was perverted was his angel of a boyfriend, who looked upon him with innocent and caring eyes. Was it wrong to wish your cute ocelot boyfriend was a pervert who wanted you bent over in a skirt?  

It was wrong and he knew it to even pry about his boyfriend's interests in porn, or even kink. They had, had sex loads of times, alternating on who bottomed and who topped. Zoro enjoyed a change in routine because he got off either way, and he knew Usopp would too. It was the intimacy over the position for him, although he knew his boyfriend preferred anything where he could see the one, he loved before him, slowly crumbling.  

Being together for almost six months meant they knew just about every secret there was to know, except for what porn Usopp watched. Secretly, the tiger hoped it was the perverted kind. The kind that degraded omegas in such humiliating ways, in ways he never looked at. The cat was a gentleman in every sense of the word, barely ever initiating sex if he could help it and making sure Zoro was comfortable over all else. It was so frustrating and utterly annoying when he wanted to be used like a sex doll, and he couldn’t even get that. Of course, the obvious solution was to ask, but that was weird! How do you go about asking your boyfriend to disregard you and fuck you like a whore? 

It was wrong to pry about his boyfriend's porn interests, so he didn’t. No, instead he checked his search history. He knew the damned alpha would be out late at a work function, something with engineering [he didn’t care to ask], so he had time to snoop. And he knew that damned alpha never used a private tab, instead opting to keep everything on the main browser so he could simply type in one word and access the world at his fingertips.  

Opening the laptop and putting in the password [godsopp69], he was face to face with the last tab his boyfriend had opened. It was an article about something mechanical, but if it wasn’t porn Zoro wasn’t interested in it. He clicked into a separate tab and pressed his fingers to the keys, typing out ‘omega’. The male's brow furrowed when nothing popped up, but one article on omega heats. It was thoughtful, but not what he was caring for. If nothing came up with omega, maybe a more derogatory term would pull something up. It was a long shot to think Usopp would be watching videos with the term ‘knothole’ but- 

Zoro’s eyes widened when he saw ten videos pulled up on the search bar, all from varying sites with varying levels of dirty in the name. They were basic things, but one caught his eye. He clicked on the search and was brought to a dodgy website, with a video pulled up. There was an alpha in a feminine get up, something he found himself staring at when they would go to the mall. A short pink skirt and those tight thigh highs that would make the fat of his legs look perfect; he knew it. If only his stupid alpha boyfriend was outwardly into that stuff…  

The video started out normal enough, the omega getting surrounded by a bigger and more muscular alpha. It was the usual porn shenanigans, but then they brought out a muzzle. It wasn’t exactly what he had in mind, but Zoro continued to watch. I mean, Usopp had it starred and everything on his browser, which he was going to investigate in a few moments. But first, the porn was capturing his attention. The omega was put onto a muzzle and bent over on the floor, splayed to his alpha as he begged to be used like a fuck toy.  

Zoro quirked an eyebrow, “...That’s .. not half bad..” He murmured to himself, watching as it continued. That was kind of the same theme of all the videos, although the more he watched the more extreme they got. It was always some submissive omega getting rawed and knotted by some bigger alpha. As the tiger clicked onto the folders on the side of the browser, scrolling until he found an unmarked folder, he tried not to think too hard about it.  

In their dynamic, it was kind of the reverse. He was the burly omega with a timid alpha boyfriend. Not to say Usopp wasn’t muscular, fuck, he was built- but he wasn’t any match for his boyfriend.  

Was that what Usopp wanted? A scrawny and feminine omega to fuck into for days on end?  

The omega found more porn in the poorly hid folder, organized by genre because it was his boyfriend we were talking about here. There weren’t any burly omegas there, with muscles being dominated. In some way, it was kind of making him feel bad about himself. He knew his boyfriend watched porn, but he didn’t realize he’d have so many tabs saved, of the same thing. None of them even looked like Zoro.  

But it was silly, he thought as he closed the laptop [after he erased his tracks]. Why should he even get upset over something like that? He was Zoro! He was a man who only needed booze and sword collecting to get through any hardship, he never needed that stupid stuff like … being wanted. But, God, he wanted to be wanted so badly. He knew Usopp wanted him, but clearly not enough. Clearly there was something he wasn’t doing right. He wasn’t the cute submissive omega he even wanted to be, he was big and curt.  

Some part of him wanted to be cute, and most of him wanted to be cute to appease the alpha gaze. It was so complex to think he wanted something he despised, and despised what he wanted. To be sexualized by someone you love in something you wished wasn’t sexualized by society.  

The ocelot wouldn’t be home for a few more hours, and it wasn’t too late to do some shopping, he thought. The shopping was brisk, going to Kohl’s of all places to find a cute skirt and some lingerie. Pink was compelling, but a black set drew him in. Instead of a skirt, he opted for some black laced panties. Starting out seductive yet feminine, could be cute if you squinted. It had small flowers embroidered into the fabric, which were cute to him. Probably would be cute to Usopp too. The bra itself was tan, with a black mesh overlay that cascaded down like a faux dress. But in the middle, it came together as two halves, with a bow at the center of the bra. All along it, small flowers were detailed into the bra and mesh, making it cohesive. It wasn’t as cutesy as he wanted, but it was a start into the world of femininity.  

Staring at his own reflection in the mirror, Zoro couldn’t help but admire how the cups clung to his skin. If he didn’t know any better it looked like his pecs were breasts, actual breasts. It was fun to think for a moment he had them, or something adjacent to them. Mounds of fat protruding off his body in a way that, for once, suited him. Then the panties, that left nothing more to the imagination. His cock was barely contained in the fabric, the head poking out as much as he tried to stuff it back in the confines. Fashion was really tricky.  

Before the insecurity came in, he thought he looked good. Then, after he stared, he thought he looked stupid. How could he think he could pull off this feminine thing? How could he think he could wear a bra and look- look decent? Not pretty. His looks aren't suited for the word pretty. Handsome, maybe. Rugged, too, but never pretty. The tiger ears atop his head flattened back and his tail flicked a few times as he glared at himself. He didn’t look stupid, he looked bad.  

He could never pull off this feminine thing.  

Zoro turned on his heel to change when he heard a familiar voice shout through the apartment, “Zo-o-oro you’ll never guess what happened at the party!” The omega felt his heart sink as the one thing he didn’t want to happen happened. Of course. This was his nightmare. He was living a nightmare. Well, maybe he was sleeping! So, in an action of haste, he slapped himself in the face. Instead of waking up, though, he just got stinging pain glaring back at him. 

He was awake. 

He wasn’t sure what to do. Typically, they would congregate on the couch and the alpha would regale him with his day, no matter how long it took. And typically, Zoro would always come out of where he was to greet him. It wasn’t like the tiger to just sit there and wait, or else his stupid amazing and caring boyfriend would get worried. 

“Zoro?” The alpha called out again, as the omega glared at himself in the mirror. He could either look ridiculous in their bedroom or he could look ridiculous in the living room. It was his pick whether he wanted to die of embarrassment in a different room or not. He let out a small sigh and slowly walked out of the bedroom, down the hall and into the living room.  

“Over here,” Zoro spoke, peering out into the hall to see his boyfriend sitting on the couch and logging into his laptop. Thankfully, he didn’t turn his head to gaze upon his lingerie covered form. He was too busy typing something up onto the search bar, clicking into the fist search and scrolling.  

“Perfect! You’ll never guess! Sanji- Oh let me get a drink, hold on!” Like a squirrel, he found his attention caught elsewhere. He bolted up from the couch, darting into the kitchen to grab a drink.  

It gave Zoro enough time to hide, maybe run into the bedroom and throw on a coat. But he knew he couldn’t hide forever. He couldn’t hide his shame with a coat even if he tried, he had to show himself and live with the consequences. As Usopp chattered on in the kitchen, his boyfriend slowly walked into the living room and stood. He had never truly been nervous before. Not when he had bid on swords on eBay or when he was graduating college. Nothing truly made his nerves ache like being stared at, barely clothed, with his soul bared to his lover.  

This was kind of like baring every part of his ugly insecurities out on a table for his boyfriend to see. Never was Zoro the tiger vulnerable, especially vulnerable in lingerie no less. It was starting to feel humiliating and he wasn’t even being watched yet. 

“...And he said that I had the best project! Isn’t that funny? Out of everyone,” Usopp rounded the corner and slowly came to a stop when he saw his boyfriend’s outfit, “I … had the.. Best… project.” His eyes slowly widened, raking from Zoro’s face down his long torso. It was methodical, how his eyes stared until they were back to his face. Quickly and within seconds, his deep skin turned into a dark shade of red, sprawling across his temples and down his nose.  

The two exchanged a painfully long beat of eye contact before Zoro knew he had to break the ice, “I went to Kohl's today.” It was all he managed to muster out under his boyfriend's intense gaze. A gaze he couldn’t read. Then it hit him. Wave after wave was wafting off his partner, hitting his nose almost instantaneously. Usopp was aroused, or at least leaking off more horny pheromones than he normally was. How could he be horny seeing this? It wasn’t anything special.  

“I can tell,” his voice was hoarse, dry, and coming from the back of his throat. As if it was painful for him to stand there with a canned sprite in his hands, fiddling with the cap, “You look…” Usopp trailed off, blowing some air from his pursed lips as his eyes went back to Zoro’s chest. That’s where they lingered, on the pecs that were pushed up and molded to look like breasts. 

It was just some lingerie on an omega who was the furthest thing from being feminine. How could the alpha find him attractive in this when all Zoro saw was a pig with lipstick on? It wasn’t the same as those other omegas with the smaller builds and the daintier frames. Soon, he realized he didn’t feel bad that his boyfriend was watching porn. No. He was jealous he was nothing like those omegas on the porn he watched. He wasn’t cute, he wasn’t small, he didn’t have a feminine frame.  

“Stupid? I know,” Zoro let out a laugh. Always, he deflected with humor. Something he picked up from when he was younger, but he always tried to push his feelings away with remarks that were the furthest thing from how he felt. This time though, he wasn’t lying when he continued, “I was gonna take it off.” 

“N-No!” The ocelot blurted out, dropping his sprite bottle and stepping over it, to clasp his omega’s hands with his own, “You look so… stunningly-beautiful-amazing-pretty-sexy-hot,” he spoke, smiling awkwardly, “You look really good.” The words were nice to hear. It was nice to feel those eyes stare into his skull. But those videos lingered in Zoro’s mind every time he closed his eyes.  

“I went on your laptop,” he looked away, only turning his head to face his alpha when he felt a foot nudge his own, “And I found your porn folder.” At that, Usopp let out a strangled and embarrassed noise, dropping their hands and flopping back onto the couch.  

“I can explain! I’m not some big pervert!” He covered his eyes with his left arm as he shouted, “I barely watch any of that stuff anymore! I’m all for omegas rights!” Usopp continued to ramble on, about how he never meant to offend his boyfriend and how most of it was old. I mean, the tiger knew that much. But he didn’t want to know the ocelot wasn’t a pervert. Zoro wanted that perverted side so badly, to feel it, to taste it, to kiss it.  

Zoro didn’t want to talk, he just wanted to show his alpha what he wanted. So, without speaking, letting his boyfriend rattle on, he dropped down to his knees. It was barely a soft thud against the carpet as he positioned himself. Was this even as cute as the omegas in porn? Should he have bought something different? All those thoughts tried to break through, but the omega did his best to swallow them and do what he always did: wing it.  

Two burly hands fell to his boyfriend's knees, steadying them as his voice dripped out, trying to put on an air of confidence he didn’t have, “Sopp… look at me.” Zoro tried to have it come out commanding and sultry, but in turn it ended up more whiney and pathetic than he intended. Instantly, however, it got the alphas attention. He snapped up, staring down at his partner with wide eyes as he saw the scene before him.  

Usopp swallowed slowly, “Uh… huh- uh-huh.” His top teeth found home on his bottom lip, pressing his canines down into the skin. It was something the tiger only saw him do when he was fighting off his rut when it would come in the most inopportune times.  

“I want you to be a pervert for me…” Zoro’s voice was low, trying to be seductive but turning out more submissive than he meant. He was never the type to be overtly submissive even when he bottomed, but God, it was hard not to beg when he was being stared at like he was some kind of meat, begging to be devoured. He wanted to be eaten and sucked on and fucked until he was just a mess, lying back while his boyfriend did all the work. It was always so nice when he got to do nothing more than take it.  

“No… No, you don’t,” Usopp warned hesitantly, placing a gentle hand over top of his boyfriends.  

“Yes, I do, long-nose,” he retorted with a sudden frown, “I want you to use me like I’m one of those twinks in your pornos.” He didn’t want this gentle kind hand on his own, he wanted someone who would grab his jaw and spit in his mouth.  

Usopp looked at him for a long while, his dull brown eyes blown out to almost completely black. It only really happened when he was horny, no not just horny, undeniably horny. He could be more dominant in the bedroom, it ultimately depended on his partner. He wanted to fulfill and to nurture. That was his purpose. To please Zoro in whatever way he could, because then he’d be pleased. But at that moment, all the alpha was thinking about was himself. The man was picturing how he could have his boyfriend all to himself, rutting into him until he was satisfied.  

“Zoro…” Usopp let out his own whine, running his spare left hand to his omegas chin, tilting it up just a bit to get a better look at him. Under that aroused gaze, he felt like nothing more than an object. Fuck, it was turning him on so bad. He could feel his cock straining against his panties, trying desperately to escape and find his alpha.  

“Use me,” he muttered, “Please.”  

Those were all the words Zoro needed to say. The ocelot pressed his lips against his omega’s, molding them together as one. Slowly, his mouth enveloped the other to take him in. To savor it. To taste him. To pleasure him in any way that he could. And fuck, was he getting pleased. Their hands were searching for more to grab and fondle as the alpha found himself on the floor.  

Their bodies pressed together, gripping for friction. Legs toppled each other just to touch, to taste, to feel better. Touching for more heat. Pulling apart Usopp’s clothes so the other could run his hands down his chest and marvel at his tanned body. It was chiseled and perfect for his hands to press against his pecs and roll the skin between his fingers.  

“Fuck, you look good,” Zoro breathed out, lying back on the carpet as he found the alpha straddling just below his erection. He was straining in his khakis, barely holding on as he eyed the cock from his boyfriend's panties. It was so hot to see as his own cock twitched for salvation, for some kind of touch.  

Without thinking, the tiger pressed his hand against his dick and slowly rutted his hips upward, letting out a sigh at the slightly pleasurable sensation. But it was nothing compared to what his partner could do with his hands. His skilled hands from all that engineering stuff, skilled enough to take care of him. The air was thick with their pheromones, smelling of nothing more than sex and pine needles. His head was spinning as his fingers groped the bulge in his panties, rubbing around his oozing slit. He didn’t realize it, but the omega himself was dripping. Drops of slick upon slick were dripping from his hole as they watched each other, soaking his underwear. It was slowly going to leak down his legs if he was going to have to wait any longer.  

But then a voice broke through Zoro’s thoughts, “Doggy. Now,” Usopp paused, “Please?” He didn’t have to tell the other twice.  

Zoro pushed off his partner with ease, turning onto his knees and leaning forward until he was in a somewhat comfortable version of doggy style. Although it had less arch to it, and he was more so on the ground, legs spread apart to support his weight. The ocelot pulled his panties down, letting them reside just above his knees as he used two hands to pull apart his ass cheeks. He said something before he dove his mouth onto his asshole, kissing it like it was holy. Licking it like it was the last time. Devouring him like he would never eat again.  

A cold sensation spiked up against Zoro’s back as he felt a moan tumble from his lips, sending his face to be buried into the carpet as he leaned back into the pleasure. It felt so good, strange, but good. Lick after lick sent shock waves through Zoro’s body, pulling him closer and closer to feeling white hot pleasure. It was pathetic to be so close just from a tongue in his hole, but he wanted to be pathetic, right? He wanted this humiliating sting of degradation, and fuck, it was so good. 

It didn’t last for long, as much as he wanted it to, as his alpha pulled back and sniffed, “I need to touch you- and me- right now...” He was exacerbated and needy. It was obvious from the quivering tone in his voice, broken with lust and desire. So much want, dripping from his tongue like honey.  

Zoro slowly turned his body, sitting down on the carpet and looking at his boyfriend whose face was covered in his own slick. He would’ve been embarrassed if he wasn’t so turned on, suddenly wanting to break the distance and clean him up with his own mouth, tasting himself on his lover's tongue. “What’s a good position for that?” He asked instead.  

It was silent before Usopp’s face lit up, “Frotting,” his voice was breathy as he got up on his knees, pulling down his pants so he could free his own erection, kicking away his khakis. Zoro had heard of frotting a few times from media, and he had seen it on Pornhub maybe once. The idea of pressing his hot, wet, cock against his boyfriends, and rubbing for some kind of pleasure made the skin around his thighs heat up with a blistering blush. Skin upon skin as they would rut together, holding their dicks to make sure they both felt it. Making sure their precum was the only lubrication as it leaked, eggs upon eggs coming from his alpha, coating them both.  

Positioning was easy, well after a little discussion.  

Zoro was straddling Usopp, positioning their cocks together. Every movement and every touch were already too much, sending soft moans tumbling from his lips. Moans he didn’t recognize. It didn’t sound like him as he heard them, sounding so much smaller and submissive than he could’ve ever been. His alpha was far gone, staring with wide, lustrous eyes, while his ears were flattened back against his head.  

The omega wrapped his hand around their cocks and slowly moved his hips forward, just to see what it would feel like. It was small, just a fleeting amount of arousal build up between their lengths as they ground against each other. He wanted it to last, but he didn’t want to start off too strong. The alpha’s grip was ironclad on his boyfriend's hips, moving him back and forth along his penis. It was slow and deliberate, almost prolonging this whole affair. Maybe it was just so Usopp could admire him in that bralette a bit more, seeing how it pushed the fat of his pecs together. Zoro didn’t realize it, but maybe his boyfriend liked him more than those old porn videos he would watch.  

“I love that bra…” Usopp gritted out, trying to steady the shaking in his hips as he desperately held back, “I love it on your, a-ah… fuck, tits.”  

Tits. They were tits, huh? He had tits, in some way or another in this bra. And maybe he had tits regularly too, if he squinted. The thought made Zoro’s stomach turn in a bit of happiness, before it was overtaken with a wave of pleasure.  

His hips moved a bit faster, with his cupped hands stroking in tandem. The skin against skin was perfect, slippery as he leaked precum, mixing with Usopp’s egg-filled slick, and dying to release. He was swollen, as Zoro’s hand moved to cup their heads and run his fingers along his boyfriends slit, just to see what would happen. It was the most sensitive part of the ocelot, making his hips stutter at the feeling.  

“You’re hot,” Zoro breathed out, leaning forward to press a kiss on his lover's nose, “I’m surprised you like this… bra shit.” His voice was uneven, different than usual. It wasn’t a good look in his own opinion for it to sound overly whiny, but it was heading in that direction from the teasing strokes of his hips, as their dicks pressed against one another.  

“I-I love it,” Usopp purred, his hands moving with haste to grip his omegas jaw and bring him down to his own face, “You’re so…” Instead of finishing, a low moan escaped his lips, and their mouths met. Slowly, feverishly, pecking until he couldn’t help but deepen it with his tongue. Gentle kissing, turning intense as Zoro squeezed their cocks with his hand and picked up the pace, trying to finish. He needed it so bad, to cum on his alpha and feel those small eggs against his skin. It was hot when his alpha would release on his skin so he could feel it stick against him. So, he could feel those squishy eggs roll on his stomach and settle. Those eggs he wanted deep inside him, fermenting a little baby.  

“Sopp,” Zoro pulled back from the kiss, feeling a bulge begin to form at the base of his boyfriend's penis, “Impregnate me later…” That’s what sent Usopp over the edge, gasping and leaning forward to chase his omegas lips in a kiss as he came, covering them both in spurts of hot cum. Each egg passing through his urethra made his lips stutter and weaken their hold against the others, as the sensitivity rose. It was so hot to see him fall apart, hear him fall apart, and feel it, too.  

And he was knotting against nothing, which was the icing on the cake for Zoro as he felt a slow orgasm take hold of his cock. It was low and barely anything as it built up into a wave of bliss. It overtook him and made him lean forward, moaning as he splattered ropes onto his boyfriend's stomach. The knot rubbed against his length, and it was becoming too much, so he pulled back to look at the mess across Usopp’s stomach and chest.  

Usopp’s eyes were shut, as he panted quick breaths through his mouth. His hands were on the small of his omega’s back, gripping tightly as he was coming down from his prolonged high, as his cock was busy drizzling out more eggs by the thousands. All so small, perfect for his omega to watch.  

“You want… a baby?” The alpha slowly opened one eye, glancing up at the disheveled tiger.  

“Yeah. You heard me,” there was no going back now. He was standing his ground. Two arms crossed against Zoro’s chest, and he soon realized this bra was completely soaked with cum. So much for those twenty dollars he spent.  

Usopp looked away thoughtfully for a moment, pressing his lips together. The coils against his forehead were matted to his skin with sweat, as his boyfriend reached over to smooth them to the side. He looked back with a faint smile, finally saying, “If it’s a boy can we name him Danbill?”  

Zoro slowly blinked, “Like Dan… middle name bill?”  

“No,” he breathed out, “Danbill. One word.”  

The omega let out a breathless laugh, falling onto the other side and rolling off to lay beside him on the floor. He couldn’t deny the fact the name was stupid, but he couldn’t deny the fact he loved Usopp too much to care at that moment.  

“Danbill Roronoa… You realize that sounds stupid,” he looked over at his alpha, who was grinning wide.  

“Then he’ll just have to have my last name. Especially since he’ll be getting my good looks,” Usopp’s chest rose and fell quickly as he continued, “And maybe your ears,” a finger came up to lightly flick at his boyfriend's ear, “Oh, and he’ll get my smarts!”  

“He’ll get my strength…” Zoro trailed off, looking down at his bra, “What do you think about me doing the feminine thing? Is it … ugly? I know I’m not,” he hesitated, feeling stupid for even bringing it up now, “Small or petite. So, it looks weird.”  

Usopp turned onto his side, propping himself up on his right elbow as his left hand came to rest on his boyfriend's stomach. His thumb rubbed small circles against his warm skin, attempting to soothe as he spoke, “I don’t want you to be small or petite. It looks great on you because, well, you’re you.” He let out a breath and averted his gaze, shifting a bit before he continued, “I watch that porn and pretend it’s you. I like how you dress, but you look so good in this stuff… I never know how to ask you to do it- E-Even if it’s not sexual! Like, you’d look so nice in one of those long sundresses- pregnant- I mean not pregnant but if you were pregnant, it would look good too…” And he kept rambling.  

Zoro just watched him, staring as he searched his boyfriend's face. It was genuine, what he was saying. He wanted the omega to be feminine as much as he himself wanted to be feminine. Maybe for sexual reasons or maybe because he liked the idea of wearing those long dresses, or those pretty blouses he’d see at Walmart. That small part of him, the part he pushed away with beer and exercise was coming out, full frontal. He wanted to be feminine, and he wanted to still be himself.  

“Okay,” his voice cut off Usopp’s as he was now rambling about something he didn’t care to listen to, “I want it.”  

“To be feminine?” The ocelot raised an eyebrow, “But don’t do it for me.”  

“Oh, shut up, long-nose,” Zoro’s hand came up and pressed his palm against his boyfriend's forehead, pushing him backward with ease, “I want to be feminine. I’ve been thinking about it.”  

And even though his tone was mildly annoyed, he was completely overjoyed. He was going to be himself.  

[wesleysniperking]

usopp positivity post #11

“When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become as strong as they can be.”

- Naruto Uzumaki (Naruto)

This quote is definitely relevant when it comes to Usopp.

100 f*ckin percent.

No doubt about it.

When people are doing the math when it comes to Usopp’s psyche and the complicated relationship he has with bravery, it’s definitely its own thing. Like, people start to get deep and philosophical when it comes to how much Usopp’s dream is challenged because of his fears.

Yet, I think the overall consensus is starting to be that Usopp doesn’t back down when it comes to protecting and fighting for those he loves. He can jump head first into the fire if it meant his friends and loved ones were safe.

Take for instance Dressrosa when he managed to get a shot in on Sugar. Homeboy was like, “nuh-huh, no one’s hurting my homie, Luffy.” He didn’t want to forget his friends. It truly tore him apart knowing he’d forgotten about Robin.

Another example is Syrup Village. When he found out that Kuro’s scaredy cat a** was playing the village the whole time and was planning on causing bodily harm to all of the citizens, Usopp was like, “No cap. You’re not gonna harm my girl, my boys, AND my fellow Syrup Village peeps. Even if I have to fight alone. I’m stopping his a**.”

Again, when he was versing Mr. 4 and Miss Merry Christmas, and at first he was trying EVERYTHING to leave that d*amn fight—But when they started talking mad sh*t about Luffy’s dream, it was no dice. He was like, “Y’all ain’t really finna talk mad sh*t about my homie’s dream in front of me like that”, and “my homie ain’t f*ckin dead!” SO, Usopp brought his A-game and bam! He did the d*mn thing.

From helping save Robin in Enies Lobby to preventing Zoro from getting annihilated by Kizaru, homeboy didn’t hesitate at all. Even when it came to the Going Merry, he gave it his all when he fought for her.

So, Usopp’s problem isn’t necessarily that he runs from a fight or that he’s a coward (nothing wrong with that, it’s human). What the main thing is that Usopp just needs to be put in a situation again where it’s required that he protect a loved one and it looks like there’s no way out at all. He can’t turn-tail and hide between a barrier and do nothing. When Usopp’s determined, p*ssed, with no f*cks to give, he’s an absolute powerhouse.

Even the movies high-light this aspect when it comes to his character. Usopp is an absolute wildcard. And puts that trait to use then and there.

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Alright so, my thoughts on what is hopefully the first season of the One Piece Live Action adaptation.

I really really enjoyed it.

Oh my god the pacing of this show, for the most part, is so good. The pacing of this show didn’t make me want to pull my hair out. I feel like that’s one of my biggest gripes with the anime, because of the nature of what it is, it will draw things out forever and by the time we get to the point I’ve already lost interest. Not a problem here… for the most part, but I’ll touch on that in a moment.

The overall look and feel of the show is actually what it needed to be. It didn’t take itself too seriously, especially at the beginning, was fun and captured the spirit of adventure the show has. The sets were also just incredible and I have to applaud the use of practical effects where they could. Really helped make things seem more tangible… because it was. And the CGI they do use, for the most part, looks really good. Not completely realistic but not “oh wow that’s cheap.”

Do you realize how hard it is to make a character like Arlong actually seem threatening in live action? And not come off looking incredibly stupid? A lot of that is due to the make up team obviously, but also the voice and presence of the actor. Mckinley Belcher III really pulls some weight, despite obviously not being as giant as his anime/manga counterpart.

The cast for this show was spot on. People have been praising Inaki Godoy, as they should. He deserves it. He’s a great Luffy. Mackenyu was great as Zoro, perfect amount of swagger. Jacob Romero was fun as Usopp, actually made me kind of like Usopp. His chemistry with the actress playing Kaya (Celeste Loots) was so good. Taz Skylar was good as Sanji though I feel he really didn’t get a whole lot of time to show off.

Though unsurprisingly to me, I think my favorite performance was from Emily Rudd. Nami was already my favorite of the crew members but Emily really just hit all the right notes for me. Those screams when the Marines are taking her money? Perfection. But also everything leading up to the Arlong Arc, her trying to keep her walls up but also realizing she cares about this ragtag group of weirdos she’s found herself with, the subtleties in how she’s absolutely torn because she knows it can’t last forever. And when she’s playing tough amongst Arlong’s crew it doesn’t come off as cheesy or forced, she sells all of it.

I think overall there was only one weak performance for me but they still did what they were supposed to.

Alright, now with my positives out of the way…

I feel like we spent too much time with the Marines. Don’t get me wrong, the development for those characters was fine, but the more we cut back to them the more I was like “really? Again?” This was really my only gripe with the pacing, cuz it felt like a lot of the time we were just having Koby discover the same thing again and again. Koby is idealistic, oh no the Marines/Garp do something to threaten that idealism, rinse and repeat rinse and repeat rinse and repeat. That’s why I almost completely stopped commenting on that side of the story.

As much as I dislike saying it, outside of the great acting from everyone involved, the Arlong Arc kind of felt a little weak to me? Don’t get me wrong, I knew it wasn’t gonna beat the anime. The way you can emphasize things in animation is just more dynamic than live action. So I knew to keep my expectations somewhat more grounded. Still.

I lot of my issues are with how they told the story. I feel like a lot of the punch for the Arlong Arc came from Nojiko and the village knowing. They pretended to not know so Nami wouldn’t feel guilty abandoning them. And then that moment where all of the village is ready die fighting, Nami realizing she’s about to lose everything anyway after eight years of trying to protect it, that all leading into her breakdown… Not to mention Nami just continuing to deny Luffy’s help, throwing dirt, crying, telling Luffy this has nothing to do with him until finally finally she asks for help. Heck, we don’t even get Bellemere’s name spoken in this show! And the emphasis on Luffy destroying Nami’s prison! I just feel like we needed a bit more time with this story, which we could have got if we cut a couple Marine scenes.

Obviously, again, I wasn’t expecting a complete one for one retelling. I don’t mind changes as long as it still carries that emotion.

Would I still feel that way if I hadn’t seen the anime? I don’t know. I like to think I’d still be a little concerned about the pacing of that arc but that’s only speculation on my end.

It also just felt a little off that we had this big climax with Arlong and then we had to throw in that little confrontation with Garp. That kind of took some wind out of my sails. I get why they needed it, especially since they probably weren’t sure if they were gonna get a second season. Still.

All of this being said, I must reiterate that I really enjoyed this show. It wasn’t perfect but for an adaptation of an anime it was pretty spectacular. There was a lot of passion and love put into this, and it definitely shows. Hopefully we’re getting that season 2 eventually, and hopefully Netflix doesn’t do what they do and cancel it after that second season. *knock on wood*

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The lost Princess of the ocean - six

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Nami and Zoro were sitting at the table chatting.

“So what did you do?” Nami pressed. Zoro groaned.

“I kissed her.” He sighed.

Nami's hand flew to her mouth as she stifled a laugh. “What is wrong with you?”

“I don't…I've never…” he clenched his jaw tight.

“Is that why you saved her? Just to-” she raised her eyebrows.

“No, no I…I didn't think…”

“But it's happened, you like her. You know nothing about her.” Nami whispered.

“It doesn't matter, I overstepped, she won't even look at me now.” Zoro sighed, leaning his head back against the wall.

“I don't know, just give her some time.” She grins at him.

Across the mess hall the door opens revealing you. You pause your movements upon seeing them, then slowly shut the door so it makes no sound.

Zoro stood the moment you walked in. Without saying a word you pull a chocolate bar from the cupboard and move across to the table, Zoro slides back down to his position with one leg up on the bench. You sit down in front of him and lean back onto his chest, feeling Zoro release a breath behind you. Nami gives him a knowing eyebrow raise and you a friendly smile. Zoro's right hand drops to your waist, his thumb rubbing circles over the satin of your new dress.

Luffy came bounding, his happiness utterly bricking over. He was in love with his new home. He sat across from Nami and began chatting until Usopp came in.

“Check it out!” He holds up a newly painted Jolly Roger. He and Luffy quickly resolve into a squabble about who was captain, broken only by Nami laughing.

“See this is what it's all about. From here on out it'll be smooth sailing!” Luffy's words are echoes by a canon hitting the water outside the ship

“You had to say something.” Nami groaned.

You all run onto the deck and see the large metal ship coming toward you.

“Grandpa?” Luffy exclaims.

“Did he just say Grandpa?” Zoro asks.

Another canon ball flies through the air breaking the wood of the railing. You all drop to the floor, bits of wood flying around you all. Nami quickly takes control of the situation ordering people around. You drop down with Zoro to the lower deck when Usopp manages to fumble the cannon balls and they roll down to Zoro's feet.

Another cannon fires and the ball is hurtling toward you. Luffy does the only thing he can think of, drawing in air and blowing up his stomach until he is able to bounce the cannon ball back and took out the Marine’s main mast.

“Nami, get us out of here!” He shouts and Nami directs the ship into the mist .

Lost amongst it all your illustrious captain smells food in the air. As if searching out sustenance was his devil fruit power he directed the ship toward the smell. A giant fish comes into view and you all rush to the side of the ship.

“What's a baratie?” Usopp asks, confused.

“Everyone's going to that fish ship.” Zoro says, one hand in his pocket and the other slung over his swords. You feel that uneasy mess once more, fear stopped you from talking, from admitting you knew this place.

“That smell,” Nami breathes it in, "I think this place is a restaurant.”

“Then I know what we're gonna do next.” Luffy smiles.

“Disguise the ship so the Marines can't find us?” Nami asks.

“Sail back to Syrup Village where it's safe?” Usopp is hopeful.

“Nah. Let's eat!” Luffy slaps his hand on the railing before charging off to get changed.

“That fish better have a bar.” Zoro said following his captain.

You quickly changed into a simple black cotton dress with a red belt that wrapped around you just below your breasts.

“Welcome to Baratie. How can I help you?” The concierge greets you all. You're too busy looking around the decor to pay attention to the conversation. Eventually following the group down to a booth sliding in beside Nami, Zoro on your other side.

“Your waiter will be right with you.” The concierge bows his head and walks away.

There is a kerfuffle not too far away that you keep your eyes off.

“No cause for alarm, folks.” The voice pulls your attention. “Please enjoy your meals.” The blonde walks toward your table.

“Hi, welcome to our shitty restaurant where the only thing worse than the ambience is the food. My name is Sanji. What can I get for you?” His eyes fall on you and you drop yours to the table.

“One of everything, please.” Luffy announced

“Any drinks? One of our signature cocktails

to help you choke down your meal?” Sanji can't help but flick his eyes to you every so often.

“Giving us the hard sell, huh?” Nami jokes.

“Apologies, madam, I didn't see you there.

Would you care for an apéritif to start? We have several rare Micqueot vintages in stock.

Or perhaps you'd like a glass of Umeshu?

You know, something sweet for someone sweet.” He grins.

Usopp interrupts asking for a beer, the others order, beer milk and water.

“And for the… madam?” Sanji looks at you. You glance up to him.

“Just water, please.” You ask quietly.

“It's nice to see you again, Miss.” He says, “and looking much lovelier than ever.” Zoro doesn't hear the hint of sorrow in the waiter’s voice, only the flirtation. He clears his throat and moves closer to you, putting his arm around your shoulders.

“I see, I'll be right back. with your drinks.”

“You know him?” Zoro asks. You gulp, and try to hold back your emotions.

“I…I didn't remember this place.” You whisper, your body tensing again. Zoro shakes his head and leans back against the booth, his arms folded over his chest. You dig your fingernails into the seat cushion. When food arrived you hardly touched your plate, eating just enough to keep you from starving.

“I can't eat another bite but it's so good.” Usopp groaned.

“Oh man, you said it.” Zoro agreed.

“I'm not gonna be hungry for a week.” Nami sighed happily.

“Should we order dessert?” Luffy asked.

“I already got mine.” Zoro said lifting his bottle, you rolled.your eyes.

“That reminds me,” Luffy began, "We should do a toast. Come on. Grab your glasses. To the best crew sailing on the sea and to our victory! Yeah!” He called out.

“No, I'm sorry. What victory exactly?” Nami asked.

“Against the Marines. Our very first battle and we crushed them.”

The argument began and you tried to ignore them all. A voice boomed across the dining hall.

“Who the hell is Monkey D. Luffy?” The forbidding man with a wooden leg growled.

“Here.” He replied too proudly. You braced yourself for what was coming. Luffy had tried to pay for dinner with an IOU which Zeff was not okay with. The head chef dragged Luffy into the kitchen.

“I need a drink.” Nami sighed.

“Now you're talking!” Zoro followed her and Usopp to the bar leaving you behind. You slowly slid out from the booth, smoothing out your dress.

“Are you okay, Miss?” The blonde man was back. You nod.

“I'm sorry if I made things harder for you earlier. I thought perhaps you were…” he sighs, not finishing his sentence. “You look very pretty this evening.” He finishes.

“Thank you.” You reply.

“It's nice to hear your voice at last.” Sanji smiles gently. You nod once more, your eyes darting around the room, hoping no one else recognised you. Darting from the dining hall you made your way out of the restaurant and sat on a bench on the jetties.

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Part 14 LFT

Zoro stared at Sanji's glorious ass, he hadn't been expecting to see a plug filling Sanji where it should be his cock instead. He reached out and pulled on the plug causing Sanji to whine.

“Mm just look at you, were you that desperate to be filled you couldn't wait for me?” Zoro teased the man pushing the plug back in.

“Ngh, don't flatter yourself marimo I just felt like being nice. I can just get dressed and leave,”

“Is that so?” Zoro took the plug out, staring in awe at Sanji's twitching hole. Zoro popped the lid to the bottle of oil before slicking up his fingers. With the fluid, he was able to slip two of his fingers into Sanji with ease. He would need to be stretched more before Zoro could fuck him. Zoro stood up and got closer to the blond cook, he added a third finger focusing on stretching Sanji as he scissored his fingers deep within him.

“Hands on the railing, don't even think of removing them. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good boy?” Zoro whispered in Sanji's ear before sucking a mark on his pale flesh. He could feel the shudder that ran through his body as he nodded, taking his hands off his ass and placing them on the wood. “if you remove them I'll stop fucking you,” Zoro informed him removing his fingers his hands coming to rest on his strong hips.

“Bossy much?” Sanji huffed at him but spread his legs, leaning his chest forward, his plush ass pressing back and shifting his hands to a more comfortable position.

“You love it and you know it,” Zoro chuckled, he honestly didn't want someone who was blindly obedient that would be boring.

“Hmm I don't know I'm just standing here all empty waiting to be filled and if you don't hurry up I'll just take matters into my own hands,” The blonde shot back over his shoulder glaring at him.

Zoro grinned and shifted closer, he took one hand off of the cook's hip and used it to coat his cock in more of that oil, they should pick up some more when they get to the island, he guided his cock into Sanji waiting hole.

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Usopp came out of his makeshift workroom which was just the kitchen and the helm, the going merry was a small but wonderful ship. He had been working on something for the last few days, he thought it had been ready but well, it blew up in his face so it had been back to the drawing board. The room had smelled like cooking meat from the jerk for Luffy and soap after Sanji had scrubbed down the kitchen. Since Sanji had joined, it always smelled good. He hadn't known that food could taste so good, every meal had been wonderful. Ussop still couldn't believe that this was all happening, that it wasn't just an elaborate dream.

He heard the sound of moans and goans coming from above him, he knew Zoro was on watch tonight so he should be the only other one up at this time of night. What if the other man was hurt? There were no ships on the horizon so it couldn't be another person, what if it was a giant bird that attacked him! Ussop needed to be brave! He needed to make sure his nakama was safe, especially going into the grandline they would need all the man power they could get.

Ussop made his way up the crows nest with shaky limbs, his trusty slingshot tucked into his pocket. He could do this, it was hopefully nothing bad and it was just his imagination. He was the brave Captain Ussop. He faced down Captain Kuro and fought against the Arlong fishman he could save Zoro!

He finished the climb and poked his head over the edge of the crows nest. The full moon ilmutied the sight before him. Zoro and Sanji naked, Zoro stood behind Sanji one hand on the other man's hip and the other tangled in the blond hair pulling Sanji head to the side, his mouth against Sanji's ear.

Ussop couldn't hear what was being said over the Sanji's moans and whines, over the sound of slapping flesh as Zoro thrust into Sanji over and over again. He felt his face warm as he watched his friends having sex. Ussop had always considered himself straight, but watching this made him feel things. His own cock was hard in his overalls. He didn't know if he wanted to be in Sanji place or in Zoros. All he knew was that he wanted something. He was straight! He loved Kaya! Women were pretty so why was he into this? Sanji could maybe be considered pretty but Zoro wasn't pretty, he was handsome and rugged.

Ussop let go of the ladder with one hand and palmed his cock, it jumped at his touch. He was usually good for a quick wank once every three days when he washes, which was just yesterday!

“Ah! Z zoroo!” Sanji cried out. “I'm cuming!”

Ussop moaned softly before panicking. He removed his hand and hurried back down the ladder. His heart was pounding in his chest, his cheeks were hot and his cock still hard in his overalls. He ran to the bathroom, shutting the door. He leaned against it not wanting to be interrupted like what he had just done to Sanji and Zoro. Ussop unhooked his overalls and shoved his hand down his boxers stocking his dick to thoughts of his friends having sex.

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The Heat of Battle

My first story for the One Piece Bingo event hosted by @op-pirate-fleet and also my first One Piece fanfic ever. Which is weird because I think I’ve tried to write like a hundred. Oh well. This is for the prompt “near-death experience,” which I think it just barely qualifies as, but hey! It’s my fanfic and I can be as loose as I want (OP Pirate Fleet please let me be as loose as I want). It’s a little thing about Usopp, who is my favorite, doing a thing. AO3 link here.

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The fight had been going so well.

Usopp was watching from the foredeck, firing into the fray. Each shot was well-placed, and more often than not felled one of the fodder clogging the Sunny’s deck, but from time to time he aimed into the one-on-one battles in progress. 

Nami was missing her Clima-Tact, snatched from her hands by a self-proclaimed witch wielding what looked like a magnet on a stick -- which, against all odds, had worked. It didn’t work on wood, though, and Nami had swept up a broom handle for an improvised staff and pressed the attack. Now the two were locked in combat, the staccato rhythm of their fight audible from across the deck. 

The same rhythm was feeding the battle on the other side of the mast, where Brook was improvising on it, mixing stabs and slashes with swipes at his violin. Every few measures he managed to catch one of the bounty hunters with his music, and they dreamily swung into battle against his opponent -- but just as quickly, her pendant danced in front of their eyes, sending them back towards him with spiraling pupils and slack faces. 

Sanji had been sparring with what seemed to be the bounty hunters’ second-in-command, and taking the upper hand -- but then the woman fighting Brook had cried out for help in a perfect imitation of Nami’s voice, and as Sanji turned away, his own opponent had swung his tonfa into the cook’s knee. Sanji had dropped to the deck with a crack that was still echoing inside Usopp’s head, and now Robin, who had dispatched the second-in-command as he moved in to finish Sanji off, was standing over him and fending off anyone who came too close. Franky was on her flank, picking off bounty hunters with bursts of gunfire as they tried to slash the Sunny’s sails. Chopper was at the wheel, trying to keep away from the bounty hunters’ cannons. Luffy -- Usopp cocked his head and listened, and heard the sounds of wood breaking and panicked yells from the bounty hunters’ ship -- Luffy was fine. And Zoro…

The center of the Sunny’s deck was a no-man’s land. The grass gone, mowed down to the dirt. Every so often, a hapless bounty hunter would stumble or be thrown into the circle at the center and be flung out, bloodied and unmoving. Zoro was stripped to the waist, bandana tied around his head, all three swords in constant, furious motion. Opposite him was Riser, whose name was proudly emblazoned on the hunters’ sail, smiling, empty-handed, and utterly unharmed.

Usopp dropped another hollering bounty hunter headed for Nami’s back, and took stock of the situation. His crewmates were holding their own in their one-on-one fights, Sanji was still secure, and the cannon fire from the bounty hunters’ ship had faded into the distance. He looked out over the water at the distant ship and thought for a moment to ask Chopper to bring them closer, just in case they needed Luffy back on board -- but Chopper had abandoned the wheel, looking out over the deck. “I’m going to try and get to Sanji,” he said, voice shaky but certain, and as Usopp watched Chopper shifted into a reindeer, galloped across the deck, and leapt, nearly clearing the length of the deck. As he descended, he changed again, and a gorilla-sized doctor landed in the fray, swinging his fists as he pushed towards the wounded cook. 

Now alone on the foredeck, Usopp looked back to the fight dominating the center of the ship. “No banter, Roronoa?” Riser was still smiling. Shusui whistled towards his face, but before it struck he deflected with an open palm, sending it off course above his head. It didn’t even leave a mark on his glove. Zoro grunted, deflecting a chop towards his neck with the flat of his blade.

“Save your breath.”

Riser laughed. “Perhaps you feel the need to, but I’m hardly in--” He ducked a swipe that nearly went through his throat -- “Any distress here, Roronoa. Shame. Perhaps your captain would be more of a challenge.”

“You’re fighting me,” snarled Zoro, and brought two swords down in an arc as Riser laughed.

“Shame,” he said again, and delivered a punch that sent Zoro flying.

Usopp’s eyes widened. A second later, Zoro hit the main mast with a thud and dropped, barely landing on his feet. From across the deck, Usopp saw his eyes go hazy for a second. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.

“You long-nosed freak!”

Usopp had no more warning than that before what sounded like a small explosion annihilated the ground where he was standing. He looked down, realizing his legs had thrown him clear without any conscious effort, and then around, taking in the barrel-chested man standing behind him. He raised his fists, and Usopp’s eyes widened as he saw seven unlit bombs mounted on the man’s fingers. As he watched, the bounty hunter passed his left fist under his beard, where a lit match was braided into the hair, and swung at Usopp.

He dodged again, barely, feeling the heat of the explosion on his side. Bomb knuckles? Bomb knuckles? What kind of crap was that? It sounded like something from the Usopp Factory, but the early days of the Usopp Factory, before he had any idea of what was cool and daring and what would blow your hand off. Honestly, how stupid would you have to be to use --

Usopp came back to himself and realized he had backed into a corner. The bounty hunter was advancing, both fists raised to his chin. One by one, all six of the remaining fuses ignited. The man smiled a horrible smile. “Nighty-night.” Both of his fists slammed home into Usopp’s chest.

Nothing happened.

The bounty hunter blinked, and looked down. Between Usopp’s chest and his bombs, the sniper was holding something: a small, circular, spiraling shell, marked with even holes. His eyes widened. He looked back up.

Usopp stared the bounty hunter in the face. Say something cool, he thought to himself. Come on. He laughed nervously. “Whoops.”

Both of them screamed nearly in unison. Usopp clutched at his wrist, feeling the aftershock travel up through his shoulder with such intensity he thought it would pop from its socket. The bounty hunter took it far worse, flying backwards through the air and over the side of the Sunny altogether. Slumped against the rail, Usopp massaged his wrist, flexing his fingers as he reached for Black Kabuto again. He stuffed the Impact Dial back into his pocket and pushed himself up, peering down at the battles again. 

As he watched, Nami leapt backwards, dodging a wild blast of hot air from her opponent, who was now -- Usopp winced -- inexpertly wielding the Clima-Tact. Apparently Nami didn’t care for it either, as she whacked the other woman upside the head, yelling something about weather patterns Usopp could only half hear over the noise of the battle. Brook lashed out with his sword and got the hypnotist in the shoulder, and her pendant fell from her fingers -- releasing a dozen fighters from their stupor. Chaos rippled across the deck as those bounty hunters came to, unsure of where they were, and began to swing wildly, unable to distinguish friend from foe. Chopper was forced to drop to the ground, activating Guard Point and shielding Sanji with his own body. Eyes sprouted across Robin’s skin to watch every angle of approach, and Franky shed his hands’ false skin, meeting the wave of bounty hunters with fists of naked steel. Usopp watched it all happen in a matter of seconds before his eyes fell to Zoro.

He had a horrible realization.

“Zoro!” Usopp screamed over the increasing chaos of battle. If Zoro heard him, he didn’t respond. “Zoro!” Usopp screamed, and then for good measure sent a lead ball whistling past the swordsman’s ear. That got his attention, a quick backwards glare before Zoro ducked under a swipe from Riser. That was all right, Usopp thought. Zoro could yell at him later. Usopp just had to make sure he survived.

“Zoro, duck!”

Zoro looked back and saw Usopp’s slingshot drawn back, aimed squarely at Riser -- and at himself. With a curse, he dodged another swing and rolled, leaving the bounty hunter momentarily alone in the center of the deck. It was all Usopp needed. He closed his eyes and let the projectile loose.

As if in slow motion, the ball flew through the air towards Riser. He saw it coming, smiled, and raised his hands, poised to block the projectile perfectly. Less than a foot away, it exploded into a burst of orange flame.

Riser went over backward, gloves burning. Usopp was doubled over, stomach cramping from stress, but he managed to give Zoro a thumbs up. “Dials,” he said, panting. “In his gloves.” Zoro blinked. Then he nodded evenly, respectfully, just once. Usopp sighed in relief as he turned away, back to Riser, who was straightening up, but Zoro was already in motion, swords arrayed in front of himself, and Riser was too slow to block as he sprang forth. 

“Oni Giri!”

For a second, as Zoro touched down behind the enemy captain, there was silence. The fighting slowed as all eyes turned to Riser, dead center of the deck, reeling from the triplet slashes across his chest. Usopp smiled smugly. Take that, you bastard! Teach you to use the great Usopp’s own trick against him.

Then the slashed fabric fell away from Riser’s chest, and Usopp saw the skin underneath: hard and reddish pink, spiraling outwards and patterned with tiny holes.

“Shame,” said Riser, shaking his head. “A true, true shame.”

And then he exploded.

Halfway across the ship, Usopp was hurled back by the force. Black Kabuto dropped from his hand, spinning away, seconds before he slammed into the Sunny’s railing and blacked out. He came to a few seconds later, head spinning, blood in his mouth. The rigging was slashed to pieces, the sails hung in tatters, and deep grooves scored the lawn. Usopp, one eye cracked, scanned the deck for anyone left standing. He saw Nami, crumpled against the door to the womens’ cabin. Brook, folded in half precariously over the railing. Franky, Robin and Sanji all piled atop one another. Chopper slumped against the mast, slowly deflating out of Guard Point -- and Zoro, flat on his back in a pool of his own blood, Riser standing over him.

The bounty hunter was talking, but Usopp didn’t hear a word. The rest of the hunters were unconscious, their bodies littering the deck, and Riser’s back was to him. He was up on his elbows now, mind racing, looking for a way out. Riser’s body had transformed. The Dial armor covered his body like chitin, deep spiraling grooves running through his skin. Up his arms, over his back, even his head -- Usopp shuddered. What was he going to do?

Then he saw it. Tiny, barely the size of a coin, but there on the back of Riser’s neck, right at the base of his skull: a patch of unblemished skin. It was a small target, but Usopp had hit smaller from farther away. But he didn’t have his slingshot -- he looked around.

Just to his right, as if placed there by an invisible hand, was a pistol.

Usopp looked up. Riser’s foot was on Zoro’s chest. Think, think. Black Kabuto had to be somewhere, but -- there was no time. He had no choice. Usopp felt his stomach flip as he reached out and grasped the handle of the pistol. Riser was drawing back his foot, hovering above Zoro’s throat, and Usopp felt his stomach rise into his throat, and he raised his arm, and --

In one quick, smooth motion, he hurled the pistol, sending it end over end through the air until the butt of it smacked Riser square in the back of the head. He stumbled forward from the impact, fell forwards, and hit the deck hard. Usopp blinked. Then, cautiously, he punched the air, and then he laughed and got to his feet and screamed as Riser pushed himself up into a kneeling position.

Usopp scrambled back, dropping to the deck as Riser stood and turned. It was too late to play dead, Usopp realized, and as he watched the color leeched from Riser’s skin, the patterns crawling over his face and chest to concentrate in his right arm. It swelled and darked, and Riser raised it towards Usopp with murder in his eyes.

“I was saving this for your captain,” he said. “But I’ll settle for you. Dial-Dial: Infinite Reje--”

There was a twang, like a rubber band fired into the air. Riser turned. Standing on the deck less than a foot away, shirt torn and burnt, blood streaking his face, was Monkey D. Luffy.

“Usopp.” Usopp looked to his captain, past the Dial man standing between them, and almost sobbed with relief. “Sorry. You guys drifted away, and their ship was broken, so I had to--”

“You,” snarled Riser. “I will take your head, Monkey! Take this! Dial-Dial--”

Luffy’s fist slammed into his jaw, and Riser fell to the deck again. This time, he didn’t get up.

*       *       *

    “Ow!” Usopp jumped in alarm, and looked up. Franky was standing over him, arms raised in a powerfully super dance pose. He sighed, trying to force himself to relax.

    “Franky. Hey. What’s up?”

    “Just came in to check on you, bro,” Franky said. “Sanji’s up and kicking -- uh, well -- up and walking, and he’s starting on dinner soon!” He flashed Usopp a smile. Usopp didn’t return it.

    “Thanks, Franky. I’ll be right down.”

Usopp sat in the library for a few minutes more, trying to settle his stomach. Before long, though, he gave up, and headed down to the galley.

“Usopp!” Chopper was the first one to greet him, looking up at Usopp with a brilliant smile. “Are you doing okay? Still feel fine?” Usopp’s hand reflexively went to his face, where a bandage covered the cut on his cheek: somehow, the only wound he’d taken in the entire battle. He snatched his hand away guiltily and nodded.

“Yup! Doing great!”

“Your back isn’t hurting you, is it?” Chopper’s brow wrinkled in concern.

“Nope! Just fine!”

“Oh, thank goodness -- Zoro! No!” Chopper turned away, growing into his human form as he reached out to take hold of Zoro, who was absentmindedly tugging at his bandages. With a sigh of relief, Usopp took a seat at the table. 

He looked around at the crew. They were trading stories from the battle. Just then, Nami was describing how the woman she had fought nearly electrocuted herself trying to use the Clima-Tact. “I should have let her keep going,” Nami said dismissively. “Honestly, she probably would have knocked herself out.” Usopp laughed along with the rest of the crew, but couldn’t help looking at Nami’s right leg, bandaged from ankle to knee. 

As he looked around the table, he noticed the sheer amount of work Chopper had done evident on every body present. Sanji was leaning on a crutch while he stirred the pot, gingerly testing his left leg every so often. Robin was listening attentively to Brook, conspicuously keeping her hands slack in her lap so as not to disturb the heavy bandaging on her arms. Franky was wearing his sunglasses, but Usopp noticed a slight slackness under his left eye and realized it wasn’t there at all -- something he recognized from the time or two he’d had to help Franky recalibrate his vision. Even Luffy had taken a beating dealing with the crew of the bounty hunters’ ship, and Zoro had come off worst of all, his skin barely visible below his neck. Usopp’s fingers twitched, and he resisted the urge to once again touch the single lonely bandage on his own face.

“All right,” said Sanji, snapping Usopp from his thoughts. “Soup’s up in fifteen.”

“Soup?’ Luffy said plaintively. Sanji shot him a look that shut him up (just barely, judging by his crestfallen face) and leaned against the bar separating the kitchen and the table.

“So,” he said, looking around the room. “What happened after I went down?”

Usopp waited expectantly in the silence that opened up, and only realized after a few seconds that Sanji was looking at him. No, strike that, everyone was looking at him. Even Luffy had shaken free of his soup-filled melancholy to stare inquisitively at Usopp. He swallowed nervously. What had happened?

Well, Sanji, Usopp thought, I stood on the deck away from the fighting, threw one guy overboard, then totally miscalculated and almost got Zoro killed. Oh, and I’m fine, thanks for asking. But his instincts kicked in, and what he said was:

“Oh, you know. The bounty hunters were after me, obviously, so I cleverly evaded them, but then the captain pulled out a crazy special move and took down Zoro, so I had to step in and…” He trailed off. “And… I stepped in to…” Save him, supplied his brain. Don’t stop bullshitting now. But he couldn’t finish the sentence.

Sanji chuckled and nodded, not unkindly, and turned away. “Okay,” he said, “so what actually happened? Anyone? Robin?” Usopp’s gaze dropped, his stomach twisting again. Maybe, if he was very quiet, no one would notice if he just slipped out the door.

“Of course, Sanji,” Robin said. “But I’m not sure what else I could say. Usopp gave more or less the whole story.” She smiled. “Aside from the bounty hunters targeting him specifically. But perhaps they did have a grudge against him. Otherwise, that was all correct. He hung back, their captain rendered most of us unconscious, and Usopp stopped him from killing Zoro before Luffy returned.”

Usopp just stared, slack-jawed. Robin, apparently not noticing, turned to Zoro. “Would you agree?”

Zoro looked at Usopp for a moment. “You throw that gun?” Usopp, wordless, nodded. Zoro shrugged. “Then yeah, that’s all true.” He turned his head to Sanji. “Got that, cook? I thought that asshole broke your leg, not your eardrums. Or are you just too stupid to listen?”

Chopper threw himself between Zoro and Sanji, trying to restrain them both at once, while Luffy cheered them on. The rest of the crew’s attention followed, and Usopp sank into his chair, staring at the table -- only to be surprised when Robin leaned in, speaking softly so only he could hear.

“That was very smart,” she said.

“Yes,” agreed Usopp, having absolutely no idea what she meant.

“The gun,” she said, and Usopp froze, thinking back to exactly what he had done. Oh, god…

“I was following the hunter who dropped it, and I saw them fire without reloading,” she continued. “Were you watching them as well, or did you know it was empty just from picking it up?” She shrugged. “Either way, it was an impressive throw. Well done, Usopp.” And then she leaned away, turning to the spectacle with an impenetrable smile.

Usopp blinked. The gun was empty. Right. He had known that. 

Right?

Well, he thought as Chopper burst into Guard Point, forcing Sanji and Zoro apart as the kitchen filled with fur, maybe it didn’t matter. It had all worked out in the end anyway.

[mytheoristavenue]

Day 3: Chopper + Tree Decorating

Summary: You stay up late with Chopper to set up the Christmas tree, in order to surprise the others in the morning.

Warnings: Platonic/Sibling!Chopper, pure fluff, very slight Usopp x reader at the end

You both giggled to each other mischievously, pretending to be asleep. You held Chopper in your lap as he dramatically snored in your arms, while your head was tilted back onto the back of the sofa, snoozing with drool dribbling down the side of your cheek. You peaked your eye open to watch Zoro get up from where he'd been napping, before he made his way down the hall towards the boys' bedroom.

"C'mon, Chooper, it's time!" you whispered, patting his tummy as he hopped up and off of your lap.

"I'm so excited!" his giggled, pulling your hand along to where he'd hidden an artificial Christmas tree. you'd help him buy and hide it over a week ago. This plan had been all month in the making. You set the box containing the tree to the side, as he continued to pass you bins of ornaments, some store bought, some hand made, followed by a plethora of beautifully wrapped gifts to go under.

-----

Quietly, you both worked together to build and place the tree, positioning it in the corner of the lounge. "Put this one on first!" he chirped, handing you a dainty little straw hat on a string, that he'd tied a red ribbon around.

You cooed at the ornament, turning it over in your hands as you surveyed it. "Awe, this is so cute! Is it for Luffy?"

"Mhm!" he nodded, digging through though a specific box. "I found it in a toyshop on the last island we end to. I think it's actually for dolls, but I don't think he'll mind." You couldn't help but marvel at his tenderness as you hung the small hat on a mid level branch. "I actually made an ornament for everyone!" he added. "But they're surprises, so don't tell anyone." You swore yourself to secrecy as he handed you the next one.

You held the object delicately, turning it over in your hands. It was a grouping of three popsicle sticks, all conjoined at one end and fanning out at the other. It took you a moment to recognize them, and you were about to ask for clarification, before you noticed the dainty painting on one side. You smiled to yourself. "Zoro's swords?"

He beamed at your identification, giggling like a little girl. "Yeah! Here, try to guess this one!" He said excitedly, shoving another into your hands before you'd even hung up the pervious.

"It's an orange." You immediately said, spinning the namesake colored ball in your hands. It had a few darker spots in groupings around it, and a small green leaf made of what seemed to be felt glued to the facet that held the hanger on. "From Nami, right?"

"How'd you know?!" he squealed, squishing his cheeks.

"It was a little obvious," you laughed nervously. "What's next?"

"You'll never guess this one," he snickered with an evil grin, delicately passing over a green ball with pink spots and a wicked grin painted on the front. It reminded you a bit of a torpedo. You scratched your head a bit, stymied by what it could possibly be.

"I guess you're right. You might have to clue me in on this one." you confessed, admitting defeat, much to his delight.

"It's a pop green!" he announced, taking it and placing it where he wanted on the tree. "It's Green Star: Devil!"

"Ohh," you replied, remembering the many times you'd seen Usopp give life to the carnivorous vine. "Chopper that's so creative, I would've never thought of that for Usopp!" you praised, effectively flustering him as he waved your compliments away.

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Nearly an hour passed of him handing you ornaments, and asking you to guess whom the represented, when he came to the last one in the box. "Now, you have to shut your eyes for this one, 'cuz it's a surprise." he ordered, and you obliged with a small laugh. You opened them when you felt a round weight in your hands, heavier that most of the other decorations he's showed you.

The ornament in question instant brought tears to your eyes as you hiccupped at it. "Hey, hey, don't cry! Don't you like it?" he worried, skittering closer to give you a meek hug.

"No, Chopper, I adore it." You wept lightly, holding it close to your chest.

"Then why are you crying...?" You withdrew the item from your embrace and studied it, noting the work it must have taken to manufacture it. The object itself was a glass Christmas ball, a contrast to the others, which had been plastic. Inside it was water and glitter, with a small figurine that you recognized immediately as the ballet dancer that had once called your late mother's musical jewelry box home.

"How...how did you...?" you trailed, having so many questions about the dear thing.

"Usopp gave it to me," he clarified. "He said you gave it to him to fix a long time ago, but it was beyond repair and he never had the hear to tell you. So he gave me the doll from it and helped me put it in the snow globe!" You remained silent, processing the information, very much wishing the sniper had simply told you. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)...I thought you would like it. I should have asked first."

Suddenly, you reached out for him, engulfing him in a tight hug, stifling a sob. "No, Chopper I love it, really." you cried. "I just...I'm just surprised its all. Thank you for giving it a new life."

"You're welcome..." he whispered, uncertain as you released him in order to wipe away tears. "Are you sure you like it?"

"I do, I promise. This was very thoughtful of you." You truthfully did like the ornament, there was just so much emotion attached to it, and you weren't sure how to convey that to someone as young as Chopper, so you simply chose not to. "These are joyful tears, I swear."

Suddenly, both of you jumped, startled by oncoming footsteps down the hall. You froze in your emotional state, while the reindeer tried to jump in front of the tree, to protect the modesty of the surprise with all three feet of his height.

"What are you guys doing up so late- woah." Usopp yawned, irritated rubbing sleep from his eyes, before stopping to see the mess you'd been making decorating you'd been doing. "Yeah, what are you doing?"

Without a word, you stood up, gently setting the snow globe into Chopper's dainty hooves, before marching up to the sniper and enveloping him in your arms. He sputtered, taken aback at your sudden affection. The deer giggled behind you, watching the scene unfold.

"Thank you, Usopp." you whispered with a sniffle. His dark, tired eyes darted over to Chopper, and more specifically, what he held, before his eyes softened a bit. A pink hue dusted his cheeks as you snuggled against him.

"Y-Yeah, um," he gulped, wrapping his arms around your torso and hugging you back. "No problem. Merry Christmas."

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OP Boys & Surprise Kisses

A/N : I’m not taking requests but give me some ideas for like reactions that I can do in headcannons and such. This is kind of fun! I was mostly inspired by a Haikyuu writer here, @ haikyuuphilia I think was their user.

Their headcannons for stuff is really adorable!! And then ones by other writers that were like tiktok based? AMAZING! 😂

It’s the Strawhats :p if you want the others, let me know who- USOPP’s IS A LITTLE— all of them are rushed.

Summary : ONLY FOUR of the one piece boys receiving or giving surprise kisses.

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LUFFY gives a wide grin as he jumps down from standing on Sunny’s head and onto the main deck, where you stood. “[Name]!”

“Captain! What’s up?” The soft smile you gave and the brushing of your hair behind your ear sent the smallest amount of butterflies into his stomach as Luffy smiles wider.

“You wanna eat a snack with me?” He eagerly asks, a gleam of excitement running in his eyes.

You glance at the sky for a moment before chuckling at Luffy. “Dinner’s almost done, do you think Sanji will let you eat a snack before dinner?”

Luffy began to pout at your question. “He doesn’t have to know.. please! Captain’s orders!” He suddenly gave a smug look in victory.

Rolling your eyes a bit at his childish antics, you couldn’t suppress the smile that came. “Fine.. if I must. What snack would you like to eat together, Captain?”

“Pocky!”

“Ah. Sure.”

~

“Where’d you get this anyway?”

Luffy hums as he chews the stick, chomping away until he reaches the end and went to grab another piece.

“The cabinet. It had a sticky note, saying Nami’s name but I’m sure she won’t mind!~” he sang, making you sweatdrop, just thinking of the red-head’s fury if she found out her precious snack was taken.

Sighing softly, you only chewed your piece quietly, letting it stick out as your lips brought it into your mouth more, each bite you took.

While Luffy ate chocolate, yours was [ flavor ]. “It’s almost time for dinner. Are you going to have the appetite to finish everything Sanji made?”

“Look who you’re talking to, [ Name ]! Have a little more faith in me.” Luffy laughs and you chuckle, relaxing at his comment. “You’re right.”

“Hey, is that any good?” Pointing to the stick hanging from your lips that quickly disappeared at the last bite, you shrug. “It’s pretty good.”

Grabbing another stick, you put it into your mouth and then showed him the box to offer him some.

Luffy blinks as he glances at the box and then at you, continuing to eat the new piece and up until it was halfway into your mouth, he smiled widely.

Leaning forward, Luffy opens his mouth to bite off the end sticking out from your lips and went further enough until your lips just grazed, but enough that it touched.

Your eyes widened in shock as Luffy quickly bites off the end and pulls away, chewing happily and awed at the taste. “It’s delicious! Let me have another one!”

Luffy didn’t seem to realize what he just did, practically having kissed you, or perhaps he didn’t care. His cheeks were pink, so obviously he knew what he did, but he just grinned.

“Uh.. sure, here.”

Unsure of how to react, you only blush lightly at the action as you held up the box, looking away as Sanji calls everyone for dinner, Luffy’s cheeky laughter filling the air.

-

ZORO, sitting in his training room, sat casually. One hand with a manga opened and the other lifting up some heavy weights with ease.

“Zoro.” Knocking on the door twice before letting yourself in, you see him training once again in his room and sighed.

“[Name].” He grunts a bit as he sets the weights down and looks at you towards the door. “How’d you get in?”

Instead of responding, you simply held up your own key to his apartment and Zoro narrows his eyes before closing them. “Right.. what’s up?”

“Nothing much. Went to the movies but it was boring, so I’m crashing here.”

Making your way over towards his bed, you drop your bag on the ground and plop yourself on the soft sheet-covered mattress.

Zoro’s brow visibly twitched at your actions as he sighed once more. “Whatever.” He knew he couldn’t stop you anyways so he didn’t bother to argue. “I’m going to keep training.”

“Sure.” Reaching over to the drawer table and grabbing a magazine, you lazily opened one up and skimmed it.

Meanwhile, Zoro began to do sit-ups, moving his weights and manga aside and placed his arms behind his head.

With ease, Zoro began to do sit-ups, counting inside his head silently.

Finding no particular interest in the magazine, you groan inaudibly in boredom and sigh, turning to face Zoro working out.

You swing your legs back in forth in the air, watching him before slowly getting up off the bed.

Finding a bag of chips on the ground, you pick it up and unravel it open, waddling over to Zoro before kneeling by his feet, watching him sit up and give you a look as he did so.

“What are you doing?” He mutters as he continues his sit-ups.

You simply shrug as you pop a chip into your mouth, chewing it quietly and sat cross legged in front of him. “Eating. Want one?”

Zoro furrows his brows, ignoring you. You didn’t say anything as you sat and ate peacefully, examining the bag to see the flavor. “These are pretty good, where’d you get these?” You hum.

“Did you only come over to annoy me and eat my food?”

You puff your cheeks and swallow your bite. “Of course not. I’m trying to find myself some entertainment. You working out isn’t too entertaining but it’s better than nothing.”

Zoro scowls for a moment, stopping as he sat up to narrow his eyes at you. “You’re distracting me. Get out.”

“No.”

Irritated, Zoro pulls the bag of chips away from you and tosses it behind him, not caring if it spilled everywhere, his eyes fixated and glaring a bit at you.

“You’re a pain.”

“Thank you.”

You smile at his annoyed expression as he began to proceed his session, as you watch him.

Then, as he went back down onto the ground, you lean forward and position yourself between his legs.

As Zoro sat up, accomplishing another sit-up, he met face to face with you, inches apart.

“What?”

You smile innocently and tilt your head, pressing your lips against his in a swift movement.

After the quick peck, you pull away and gave him a cute grin.

“Hi.”

Zoro pauses for a brief moment, and in that moment, heat began rising to his cheeks, reaching the tips of his ears. He sat stiff, processing your action.

“Want another one?”

-

USOPP, working away at his desk as he played around to tweak at one of his newest creations, suddenly stopped when he saw the classroom door open.

“Oh, hey [Name]! Did you finish your lunch?” His cheery smile was contagious enough to bring one onto your lips, giggling at the sight of him.

“I did. I was wondering where you were. You usually don’t miss lunch, it’s one of your favorite times of day, since it’s a break from classes.”

Usopp chuckles at your response, not really offended since it was true. “Well I wanted to use this time to work on this.”

Gesturing to his hand-made work in his hands, you awe at it. “Impressive, as always.” You hum and Usopp gave a bashful grin, shutting his eyes.

“It’s nothing really, just another piece of work using my amateur skills, is all. I’m no professional or anything~”

“Still, it’s pretty incredible regardless.” You compliment and Usopp felt his heart skip a beat.

Clearing his throat, Usopp didn’t say anything else as he watched you pull up a chair beside him.

“By the way, do you want a kiss?”

Usopp, distracted, barely registered what you had just asked him. “H-Huh?”

“A kiss?” You repeated, reaching into your pocket as Usopp continued to misinterpret your words. “H-H-Hey, now! What’s gotten into you? I—“

“What are you freaking out about, Usopp? Here.”

Feeling the familiar shape in your pocket, you pull it out and held it in front of him, quickly shutting him up as he stared at it in shock and disbelief.

It was a Hershey kiss.

Usopp’s eyes widened in realization as a dark blush began to take over his cheeks. “...Oh..”

“You want one?” You hum, beginning to unwrap it and placed it into your mouth, reaching for another one in your pocket. “I brought some to lunch but since you didn’t come, I thought I’d give it to you here.”

Stuttering since he was obviously embarrassed, Usopp turns down to his creation and cleared his throat. “S-Sure.. I thought you meant..” he trailed off, biting his tongue to keep from saying more.

Though, part of him was just a bit disappointed. He didn’t say anything though.

You heard him and chuckled a bit. “You thought I meant a real kiss?”

Usopp didn’t say anything and somehow, his face only became darker in response.

Continuing to search your pockets, only to become empty handed, you sigh, frowning a bit, which your long-nosed friend noticed. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m out of chocolate.”

Usopp blinks before smiling lightly. “It’s okay, I didn’t want one that badly anyways.” He assures, seeing you continuing to look.

You only frown more as you kept the chocolate in your mouth, making sure you didn’t bite it before widening your eyes and humming. An idea came to your head.

“Hey, Usopp?”

“Yeah?”

Turning to you, Usopp didn’t even blink before seeing you grab his chin and tilt your head, leaning close.

And then lips connected.

Since you gripped his chin, you pulled it down a bit to let his lips part and using the best of your ability of your tongue skills, you tried to maneuver the chocolate in your mouth over towards Usopp’s.

Usopp didn’t know what was going on. His heart was beating a million beats a second, he was ready to die, his heart ready to burst.

It wasn’t until he felt the sweet chocolate in his mouth, melting on his tongue, did he snap back to reality and realize what was happening.

And by then, you had already pulled away and was now smirking at him cheekily, leaning on your palm, elbow on his desk.

“Tasty?”

-

SANJI added the finishing touches to his dish before giving a heavy sigh of satisfaction at the sight.

“Another day, another successful new dish prepared.”

Wiping his hands against his apron, Sanji gave a proud smile as he set it on the counter, just as the door opened, ringing the bell that hung.

“Hello! Welcome to the Baratie Diner.” His eyes widens when he sees you before his lips curves into a warm smile.

“Welcome back, [Name]-dear! It’s always a pleasure to see you~” Sanji sang and you chuckle, waving to him as you place the bag in your hands on top of the countertop in front of him.

“Glad to be back, Sanji. I’m surprised no one’s here.” You say and Sanji chuckles. “It’s usually slow on these days, but it’s a nice change of pace. What do you got here?”

“Latest bakes from my bakery. Thought I’d give you a piece to try. Do you mind?”

“Of course not, anything for you.” He assures, unwrapping the bag and seeing the small box.

Delicately pulling off the ribbon that tied it, he watch the box unfold itself to reveal the cupcake you baked earlier today.

“It’s just a little something I made, but everything is from scratch! From the wrapper, to the cream and sweets on top.” You hum and Sanji vividly awes.

“This looks stunning, [Name].” He mumbles and you gave a bashful smile, chuckling. “Thanks.”

You then notice the plate beside the box and hum. “What’s this?” You curiously peek at it and bit your lip at how delicious the aroma was.

“My latest dish. Would you like to try it?” He laughs heartily, noticing your action and temptation. “Go ahead!” He grins, grabbing a fork for you to use which you gratefully took.

“Don’t mind if I do.” You giggle and scooped up a piece of the dish and brought it to your lips, eating it hungrily. “Oh, wow. Incredible as always!”

Sanji, flattered, just grins widely and childishly at your compliment. He then turns to the cupcake and smiles softer, picking it up carefully.

“And I’m sure this one will be just as tasty.”

Gently, Sanji brought the cupcake closer to his lips and bit down on it.

Now usually, he’d put it on a plate and eat with a fork, but he was pretty impatient to try it.

Sanji widens his eyes as he began to chew, pulling the cupcake away. “[Name], this tastes amazing!” Pure amazement and stars filled his eyes, not realizing the frosting stuck to his upper lip.

“Really? I’m glad!” You smile cheerfully, looking to him before laughing lightly. “Sanji, you have a little something there.”

Gesturing to his lip, Sanji instinctively licked his lower lip, which made you laugh further.

“Here.” Reaching over, you pull him closer and used your finger to wipe it off.

Seeing it gone, you nod approvingly and sat back as you brought your finger to your lip and licked the frosting off.

Sanji’s cheeks warms at the action, inducting a shy smile from him as he set the cupcake down. “[Name], you have a little something too.”

“Yeah?” Bringing your hand up to wipe it off, Sanji grabbed your wrist to stop you. “Let me, my dear.”

And so, he leaned in and softly pressed his lips against yours, eyes shutting and a soft smile present.

Seconds later, he pulls away and smiles warmly.

“I got it.”

You were definitely flustered and surprised to say the least, his amused smile widening at the sight of your pink cheeks.

-

A/N : Yahooo~ hope this was okay! Particularly proud of Zoro’s idk why. I definitely rushed this though.

If you want more or reactions or tiktok couple stuff, let me know!

I’m a little upset because I might have to cancel the lunar year event thing :/ I only did one day, which is Law.. which isn’t even that good lol.