#one piece n/sfw

[cyborg-franky]

How do the boys (Zoro, Law, Kid and Ace) try to impress the girl they have a crush on? How do they act when their love is around? 👀💕

I have just had a week of being uncreative so I hope I didn't get too rusty. And I hope you enjoy this <3

I made it gender neurtral. Law x GN Reader Zoro x GN Reader Kid x GN Reader Ace x GN Reader

Law

He scoffs at the notion of showing off in front of anyone., let alone a crush. He’s not that kind of person. He doesn’t need to put on a show to impress you.

Law knows his superior intellect and amazing devil fruit are all he needs to impress you anyway.

Without realizing it, he’ll often info dump to you about the things he’s interested in, how to fix this bone, and how to treat that burn. 

He’s the kind of guy who needs you to know he’s the most intelligent person in the room.

That doesn’t mean there's nothing there, his crush means alot to him, and he can come across as an asshole when they are standing there listening to him over-explaining things.

He knows you think he’s a fantastic fighter. 

He doesn’t ask you what you thought of his moves, though. Instead, he listens intently to the chatter around the Tang, basking in your indirect praise and remembering what you liked about his performance the most. As long as you’re watching, he’ll aim to do better next time.

You are flattered he invites you to so many of his doctor duties, but you don’t need him to over explain taking blood, plus the needles, no thank you.

Zoro

Most of the time he’s not the type to go out of his way to impress anyone.

Maybe around his crush, he lifts heavier things, making sure their eyes are on him while he shows off.

But he’ll act like it’s nothing that he goes this hard every workout session.

When he’s resting, he flexes and gives you a little show.

Zoro thinks he’s smooth, but it’s really obvious to you.

How he smirked at your reaction when he picked up another weight seemingly effortlessly, though he could feel the strain.

He's the type of guy who is always lifting whenever his crush is around. 

He was still acting nonchalant as you complimented his form, impressed with how much weight he was pressing. 

He also loves to show off his sword techniques in front of you when a battle breaks out. His focus never wavers, but there is that little extra something he puts on just for you.

Kid

He’s a show-off, and he knows it. He gets louder and more volatile than usual. He has to make comments loudly to get your attention.

He works out in front of you whenever he gets a chance, putting on a theatrical display of his powers just for you. Not just in battle but as a general: Look what I can do! He claims he’s just fixing up the ship, but he needs your attention and praise as he swirls metal around in the sky, making things appear from thin air and turning junk into treasure.

“Get a load of this,” he barks, smirking as his metal arm grows. His massive fist clenches as he eyes you up, greedily absorbing every expression. 

“Pretty fuckin’ impressive, huh?” Oh, you know he knows it is, but you humor him by agreeing. You see how he puffs up his chest proudly cackles as he sends junk flying, making sure you can see just how powerful he is.

Ace

Ace is strange, he’s both full of himself and lacks self confidence.

He’s on the striker, enjoying the nice weather and playing around with the waves, just needing off the main ship, doing tricks on his personal boat.

“Oh wow, Ace!” his attention snaps to you as you watch him.

That’s when he starts trying to impress you, knowing you like what you see. “Oh yeah? Check this out then!” He calls, a big grin on his freckled face. He uses his fire to power the striker, going faster and faster, fighting against the waves as he pulls off more complicated and challenging tricks, all for you.

His attention is always half on what he’s doing and how the expression on your face changes with each stunt, getting more daring.

He loves it, loves your claps, adores how you gasp, knowing you care about him. Everything goes to his head as the tricks get elaborate.

He always tries to show off whenever you're around from that day forward.

[latanyalove]

When You're Injured

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

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Trafalgar D Water Law was the captain of the Heart Pirates and a former member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Law was a highly intelligent and cunning pirate, often outsmarting his opponents and using his wit to his advantage in a fight. He was also known to be a master strategist, capable of coming up with elaborate plans to defeat his enemies.

So why were you, one of his crew members, trying to hide the fact that you were dead sick?

The crew had taken a toll after being ambushed by a carefully calculated group of pirates. Even though they won the battle, people were still heavily injured and needed to be taken care of. The crew had been pushed to their limits and the captain was already doing all he could to nurse most of them back to health.

Your injury didn't seem severe compared to some of the other members of the crew who had sustained more serious wounds, including broken bones and deep lacerations.

In comparison, your injury was just a graze, and so you felt it would be better to hide it from the captain and not add to his already heavy workload.

Law looked around the deck, his gaze taking in each crew member. "Is everyone ready?" he asked, his voice steady but concerned.

The crew nodded in agreement, some with a slight grimace of pain as they shifted to get comfortable. "Yes, Captain," they replied in unison. You also said "Yes, Captain," trying to make your voice sound as steady as possible while your arm throbbed painfully in your grip.

Law looked around the deck one more time before speaking. "We're going to make camp on the island that we've anchored by," he said. "Get some rest, and I'll make a plan in the morning."

With a collective sigh of relief, the crew members cheered in appreciation of not having to move for more. Everyone was exhausted and the thought of having to move further was daunting. They welcomed the chance to rest and regain their strength, even if it was just for a few hours.

After the plan was laid out, the crew split up into two groups. One group would stay behind and set up camp while the other group was able to explore the island. The group that stayed behind worked quickly and efficiently to get the camp set up. Meanwhile, the other group was able to explore the island and enjoy its natural beauty.

You and Ikkaku were part of the group exploring the island, and were both excited to be able to take in the sights and sounds of the environment. You were also happy to have an opportunity to take your mind off of your injury and get away from the hustle and bustle of the submarine. You and Ikkaku walked around the island, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of the environment.

Ikkaku looked over at you with a concerned expression. "Are you sure you weren't injured?" she asked as she walked. You shook your head and smiled.

"No, I'm fine," you said, trying to sound more confident than you felt.

"That's good," she said. "We don't need any more injuries on top of what we already have."

You nodded in agreement, feeling a rush of relief that your injury had gone unnoticed.

Both of you came across a patch of bright flowers, and you were immediately fascinated. You were able to identify half of them with just a glance, but for the ones you didn't know, you quickly plucked them and placed them in your bag.

Ikkaku smiled as you carefully collected the flowers, noting your interest in the environment around you. You smiled back, feeling a sense of satisfaction that you were able to recognize and appreciate the beauty of the island.

Seeing how enthralled you were with the flowers, Ikkaku decided to mess with you.

Ikkaku glanced over at you with a mischievous grin. "So, what do you think of the Captain?" she asked. You blushed, feeling your cheeks heat up. "He's... he's a good leader," you said, trying to avoid the conversation and focus on the flowers.

Ikkaku chuckled. "Come on, admit it," she said. "You have a crush on him!" You shook your head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"No, I don't," you said, but you couldn't stop the smile that spread across your face.

Ikkaku laughed. "It's okay, I won't tell anyone," she said. You laughed and rolled your eyes, feeling relieved that the conversation had shifted to something a bit less serious.

Ikkaku was right though. Even though you were the most recent to join the Heart Pirates, you were quick to befriend Law and quickly developed a strong bond with him.

You didn't care if it was because of your devil fruit powers or not; you were quickly enamored with the Heart Pirates and grateful for the opportunity to join them.

You had eaten the Yume Yume no Mi (Dream-Dream Fruit), which gave you the ability to shoot a cosmic ray to make people fall asleep for an desired amount of time or fall sleep so deep that they can die. You had seen first-hand how powerful your ability was, and you had to be extra careful to not let your powers get out of control.

Law was intrigued by your devil fruit power and was eager to learn more about it. After some research, he discovered that you could also use your powers to control people's emotions, but with a catch - a flower was needed in order to do so.

For example, with a lavender flower, you can make someone feel calm and relaxed. The specific emotion that the flower induces depends on the type of flower used. A rose can make someone feel more passionate or in love, while a chrysanthemum can make someone feel more joy or happiness.

With the discovery of your devil fruit's power, you and Law became even closer. Whenever Law would get overwhelmed by the amount of paperwork, you would use your power to calm him down with a lavender flower. Law was amazed at how effective your power was, and how it could be used to help him manage his stress.

Law knew exactly when to give you a subtle glance when he was arguing with someone, like telepathy, "Use it on me now before I cut this person in two," would transfer to your mind and you would quickly wave a flower at him to help him relax before he lost his temper.

He was grateful for your devil fruit powers and the calming effect it had on him in those intense moments, allowing him to get back to a more level-headed state.

But these recent days, you could feel your heart beat faster when he would look at you or when he would lean towards you to whisper what flower to use against the enemy. You were surprised by these feelings and although you tried to keep them under control, the more you were around Law, the more your heart seemed to flutter with anticipation.

You knew that you were developing feelings for him, but you were unsure of how to act on them. You were scared of the consequences of your actions and you were hesitant to express your emotions.

You knew that your devil fruit power could help Law, but you also knew that it could not help you express how you truly felt.

You carefully examined the petals of the flower, trying to distract yourself from the thoughts that had been running through your head. You knew that your feelings for Law were strong, but you were not sure if he felt the same way. You were scared to make a move and risk ruining the friendship that you had built over the years.

With a sigh, you looked up from the flower and replied, "Me and Law are just... friends."

Ikkaku replied, "Are you sure about that? Because the way he looks at you says something else. It's like he can't keep his eyes off you. I think he may have feelings for you too."

You were shocked by Ikkaku's words and couldn't believe what she was suggesting. You had never considered the possibility that Law could have feelings for you, and you were left speechless.

You felt your cheeks heat up and you quickly looked away, not wanting to face the truth. You felt a mixture of emotions, ranging from joy to fear, and you were unsure of how to proceed.

"Let's separate to get more materials," you said, trying to come up with an excuse to be alone and process your thoughts.

You knew that the material was important, but you also wanted to take this opportunity to think about what Ikkaku said and to figure out how you could proceed in this situation.

She nodded and went off to the left, while you headed to the right. You took a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves and clear your head.

As you walked, you thought about what Ikkaku had said and your feelings for Law. You were unsure of what to do, but you knew that whatever you did, it would have to be carefully considered.

Suddenly, you felt a sharp pain from your injured arm that brought you back to reality. The pain was sharp and pulsing, radiating from your arm and throughout your body. You winced and gritted your teeth, trying to bear the pain.

You felt a tightness in your chest and your breathing became shallow as you tried to cope with the pain. You felt a wave of nausea wash over you and your vision started to blur, but you forced yourself to take a few deep breaths and focus on the situation.

What was going on? Why had the pain suddenly become so intense? Was this pain connected to the emotions you were feeling?

As the pain intensified, you felt yourself beginning to lose consciousness. You felt your body swaying and you put out a hand to steady yourself, but it was too late. You felt yourself slipping away as the world around you started to blur and fade.

You tried to fight it, but you felt yourself slowly sinking into a deep fog. You heard a distant voice, but it was too faint to make out what it was saying. With one last effort, you tried to open your eyes, but you could not.

Darkness descended and you felt yourself slipping away into unconsciousness.

"Oh my! You will be my wife!" A familiar voice stated happily, "Oh, this must be fate! I knew the moment I saw you that you were the one for me. I can't believe I've finally found you again, my one and only true love!"

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[strawheart-pirate]

Keep Quiet

Trafalgar Law x afab!Reader

Words: 2907 CW: N/SFW, smut, afab!Reader (female body, no pronouns), established relationship, use of sweetheart and darling, slightly possessive Law, teasing, fingering, edging, unprotected sex, aftercare

When you drop anchor on an island for a day, you go to the library with your captain and lover to study and make the most of your day on that island. Let's say there were a lot of new things to discover in the library…

"Look, they even deciphered the signs they found in the cave. They say "I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae, a han noston ned 'wilith." I wonder what that means." He heard you say as you showed Law the passage in the book you were reading about the former inhabitants of this island. It's been three hours since the two of you went to the towns library to do some research and escape the cramped quarters of the Polar Tang. You've found a cozy, more private nook where you've curled up with a stack of books and read together, showing each other certain paragraphs or reading aloud as you find useful information from time to time. At first, he was just absorbed in the information, enjoying the quiet, the comfort of your body resting against him, and the quiet reading side by side, learning about the medical history of this island and the snippets of culture you provided as you researched the general history and myths of this island. But the more the warmth of your body seeped into his and the more information he gathered, the more his brain craved a break and his body knew exactly what it wanted.

It began with his hand gently rubbing your shoulders as you told him about the cave and the secrets it held. So far, it was nothing suspicious. But in time, his hand moved lower as his focus shifted from the book he was holding to you. He loved to see you engrossed in your book, your eyes filled with wonder and curiosity. It was so damn sexy and his hand became bolder. He pulled you just a little closer, a subtle move and nothing to alarm you that he was up to something. His hand snaked around your waist and a small smirk played on his lips as he had you right where he wanted you, between his legs, your back against his chest and your head resting on his shoulder as you continued to read. One last time, he focused on his surroundings, letting his observation haki search the library thoroughly before he was sure that there were only the two of you and the old lady at the front desk who was either blind or deaf or both and wouldn't bother you anyway.

Slowly, his hand moved lower as he rubbed circles, first on your belly, then on your hipbone. You were still reading, but he noticed the soft, delicate humming that left your lips when he rubbed over sensitive areas, just a little... His hand slipped under your clothes, and it was then that you realized he wasn't reading anymore, just holding up the book as a cover. Your eyes widened as you looked at him, and your cheeks blushed that lovely shade of pink he loved, as you realized what he was about to do. "Law, what-" He put down his book and pressed his index to your lips. "Just tell me to stop and I'll do it. But if you don't want me to stop, then I suggest you keep reading and stay quiet." He whispered into your ear, his lips brushing against your earlobe as his hand moved lower and lower until it reached your warm folds. He noticed how you struggled, how you bit your lip as you thought about what you wanted. You hadn't done this in public before, but the thought was exciting, and he knew that as soon as his hand slipped lower, you wouldn't want him to stop. So he paused and waited for you to make the decision.

"The cave is over 700 years old and was a relic of the Void Century..." You read aloud and Law smirked, knowing that this meant you had made your decision and he was glad you chose this option. "Really? That's impressive." He whispered and his fingers began to stroke your soft flesh. He wanted to build this up slowly, give you time to get used to the pleasures he was going to give you, make it a little easier for you to keep quiet, at least that was his plan for now. A satisfied sound rumbled deep in his throat as his fingers gently caressed your folds, taking in the softness and warmth of your most sensitive parts, the parts that were only for him. It was one of his favorite positions to have you like this, with everything at his fingertips. Your earlobe and mouth close to his lips, his hands both free to roam all over your body and his legs ready to wrap around yours to hold you in place. He could feel your breathing becoming more ragged as his lips nibbled at your earlobe while his fingers began to slip between your folds and into the wetness. He chuckled amusedly. "So wet and I haven't even touched your clit yet..." He whispered in your ear with that deep, husky voice and pressed a finger down on your clit.

You jerked forward in surprise, a gasp escaping your lips before Law pulled you back to his chest with his other hand. "No running, sweetheart. We're not done yet." He knew you didn't want to run, it was only the sensation of his fingers against your clit that made your body react, but he couldn't help but tease you. Your cheeks turned a deeper shade of red and you bit your lip to muffle your sounds. "Come on, read me something. I bet this book is really interesting..." He demanded and his fingers ran up and down your slit, from your entrance to your clit and back in a slow rhythm. He saw you swallow and prepared to read to him, at first your voice was barely audible even to him, but with time your body got used to the steady rhythm of his fingers and you were able to read a whole paragraph to him. He smiled, proud of you for being able to play along so well.

His other hand slipped under your clothing and slowly trailed over your ribs until it reached your nipple. A soft moan escaped your lips as he rolled it between his fingers and the next three sentences left your lips in a stutter. He noticed the way that your voice always hitched during the reading when he flicked your nipple, and it added to his own arousal. He felt his jeans tighten as his hard-on pressed against your back and his own composure began to crumble. He nibbled gently on your earlobe to stifle a moan as his fingers found their way into your wetness, pushing gently into you. Your insides were so warm, so welcoming, and his breathing became heavier by the second. He noticed how you stopped reading, how the sensation swallowed you whole and how your legs tried to close. In one swift motion, his own legs wrapped around yours, keeping you wide open for him, and his fingers began to fuck your wet cunt with vigor. He was so close to losing himself in the feel of your soft flesh and the control he had over you, and it filled him with satisfaction to see your book fall to the floor as you put your hands over your mouth to keep your sounds down. "Law..."

You whimpered, and he moaned into your ear as he heard your sweet plea. "I know... Just a little longer, can you do that for me?" He whispered in your ear, his breath hot and heavy. He wanted to prepare you just a little longer, to push his fingers just a little deeper into your wet warmth. He could do this all day... His mind became foggy, lust and desire pushing any logical thought aside as he let go of your ear to litter your neck with kisses and soft bites. He knew the sensation was too much when your legs began to tremble. The way his fingers curled inside you, making faint squelching noises, his lips and goatee penetrating your neck, and his other hand holding you against him, abusing your nipples. He loved to have you like this, to see and feel you fall apart for him and him alone. When you were close to the edge he stopped, his fingers pulled out of you with a plop and his hand went back down to your waist to hold you. As you panted from being edged, he licked his fingers clean of your sweet nectar, moaning softly at his favorite taste. "I need you, sweetheart..." His voice was thick with need and desire, and even though it was risky as hell, he couldn't stop now. He let his observation haki reach out once more to check, and when he was sure you had a little more time, he looked into your eyes, letting you see the whirlwind of emotions inside him and how much he needed you.

Your nod was all he needed and he wasted no time as he saw the same need reflected in your eyes. Thank God he had never insisted that you wear a boiler suit; he had no problem now pushing your clothes down to your knees and unzipping his jeans to free his cock from the restraining fabric. His eyes remained on your hand as you took his cock in your hand, gently running your fingers over it before aligning yourself with it. It always made his insides flutter when he saw your fingers around his cock, the way he felt at your mercy when you grabbed him down there. He felt a gasp leave his lips the moment his tip entered the warm wetness of your folds and bit his hand to stifle any further sounds. It helped little that he had pushed you both to the edge just a few minutes ago, the tension was still thick and he had to hold on to the very last of his brain cells not to push you over and fuck you like a madman from behind. It was painful to watch and even more painful to feel as you slowly lowered yourself on top of him, taking him inch by inch until he was completely buried inside of you. You were warm, almost boiling hot inside and so soft and sweet. Oh, how he loved being buried inside you. He noticed that you were no better off than he was, your fingers digging into his legs for support and your lips quivering as you tried to keep your composure. He was grateful that you gave yourself some time to adjust to him, to calm down before you began to move. It was enough time for him to catch his breath and begin to rub your back in soothing circles as you tried to find a good rhythm for both of you in this reverse cowgirl position.

The soft moan from your lips told him that you had found the perfect position and you began to move faster. "Just like that, sweetheart..." He whispered, kissing your neck as his hands roamed the soft skin of your hips. He knew it wouldn't be long before you both would reach your climax, he had worked you up far too much for this to last too long. But it was good, the risk of being caught increased as the minutes passed and he didn't want to use his escape plan before you were both satisfied. "Feels so good, Law... hah..." You pressed through clenched teeth as you humped his hips like crazy, your orgasm building more and more, ready to burst at any moment. Thanks to his hands holding your hips, the slapping of skin against skin was muffled and you could pound on him to your heart's content, knowing he had your back. "I'm close." You moaned softly and he knew it, he could feel your walls stiffening, your legs trembling and he felt how deadly your grip on his legs became. "Hold on a little longer, come on..." He commanded, his voice lustful and hoarse as his breathing became harder. He could see the struggle in your eyes, in the way your lips quivered and your eyebrows furrowed.

He was just as close as you were, but he wanted to hear you, to hear you scream his name as you always did when the two of you made love. Even though he had just learned this new trick of his, he had to try it. It would either fail and embarrass the two of you completely, or it would work. Activating his powers while making love was exhausting, and so he avoided it most of the time, but today he wanted to make this experience even more special for both of you, maybe even show off a little. He activated his room and watched as your hips went out of rhythm for a second, stuttering and slowing down slightly before you resumed bouncing up and down at your previous speed, desperately chasing your high. He whispered his command and prayed that it worked before his hands were back on your hips, slamming you down on his cock so hard that the slap of skin against skin was painfully audible. He smiled as he saw the look of surprise on your face, but as you were about to ask, he just slammed your hips down on his cock again, making you forget what you were about to ask. He felt your warm walls clinging to him and moaned softly. There was no way he could keep this up for long when your walls were so warm and slippery. He could feel your soft flesh around his cock, his tip almost kissing your cervix as he thrust you down on him and your sweet nectar coating him from tip to balls and pooling on his pubes. He threw his head back in pleasure. He loved to feel you inside and out and how well his cock fit into your warm, wet cave. How delicately your walls fluttered around him when you came. Each time he could lose himself in your sensations for hours, making love to you for hours until you were both exhausted and yet completely satisfied, but today you had to be quick. When your nails dug into his thigh and your movements became sloppy, he knew exactly what you needed.

"Come for me. Scream for me. Let me hear you, please." He rasped into your ear and one of his hands slipped around your form to press down on our clit again, rubbing until he felt your walls flutter. "Law..." You whimpered, trying to suppress the way you wanted to scream with pleasure. "It's okay, please. Let me hear you, let me hear your sweet sounds." He reassured you and continued to rub your clit as your hips moved faster and faster. He could feel your walls clenching against him as pleasure washed over you like a wave before he heard his name roll off your tongue in a cry. There it was, the sound he loved so much. The way you cried out his name in love and lust always made his heart swell with pride. You were so beautiful when you came for him, when you came on him, when you screamed his name. Your walls held him tight and pushed him over the edge with you. He steadied your hips as he rammed into you from below, biting gently at your neck as he emptied his load into you with powerful thrusts: "Take it... take it all... fuck." He moaned into your ear as he pumped his load into you while your walls milked him dry. The intensity of your shared orgasm left you both speechless and panting as you both came to a stop. He felt his cock still twitching inside your wet cave as he held you close in his lap and breathed you in, your chest pressed against his heaving chest tightly. "So good...all mine..." He murmured as he began to gently pepper your neck with kisses as the afterglow of your orgasm slowly subsided. He noticed how you began to relax, your pussy twitching less and less, and how his seed was about to spill out as his dick started to soften again. He gently lifted you off his chest and cleaned you both up before you pulled your clothes back on and he tucked his dick back into his jeans. When you turned to face him, your beaming smile and your beautiful, fucked-up eyes hit him like a bolt of lightning and he couldn't help but pull you into his arms, earning a giggle from you as he planted a kiss on your temple. "Say, what did you do? Why did you tell me to be loud when we are in a library. You wanted the old lady to catch us?" You asked and he smirked, "I just learned it recently. It's in honor of my savior." He kept his explanation vague, knowing that his little trick worked well and opened up a lot more possibilities for you. He would tell you all about it another time, but for now he just wanted to bask in your warmth, in this library, study a little more or not, and enjoy the last hour before you both had to get back to the Polar Tang and set sail again.

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[onyx-syn]

LA! Buggy, LA! Shanks, and LA! Mihawks Favorite Positions

Warnings: Smut, Mostly Female Reader, Teasing, Flirting, Spooning, Spanking, Blowjobs, Pet Names, Pussy Eating, Sub! And Dom! Elements, Inappropriate use of devil fruit power, Fingering, Praises and some Degradation

*Don't steal my writings and claim it as your own*

*18+ Only*

A/N: AHHHHH finally something after being gone for so long! Hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did writing it!

🌹Buggy💠

🌹Oh the flashy fool of the East Blue sea, a man of many talents, tricks and mischief of his sleeve ready to serve and entertain during your special time with him

💠This man can be 50/50 when it comes to sex overall. He can be more simple, with regular positions that make it intimate with you and him, or he can go crazy and give you a mind-blowing back arch that breaks the bed in half (happens a couple of times with him)

🌹Truly depends on the time and location of where sex is happening. He also thinks a bit more about it than others. Think about how loud are you guys gonna be, do you and him want people hearing it, public or no public sex, etc

💠So that is why, this man has certain favorite positions to answer these questions

POSITION: 69

Both partners are stomach to stomach as one partner is positioned on top of the other. Each one at opposite ends of each other performing oral sex

🌹It does take him time to get used to oral sex -due to his insecurities with his nose- but when he does get used to it, and how much power his nose has on your clit? Ohhhh he's in love

💠Okay this might be a little bit out there, but Buggy prefers being on top during 69 and having you below him

🌹With this position, him being on top he's able to control the way of his hips more. Granted he can detach him, and deepthroat you like he most of the time always does. But the way he brings his knees closer to your head -raising his hips up- before letting them slide and thrust his hips in your mouth adds pleasure to him and you. Movement, is sexy

💠With the way you are positioned down below, seeing his pretty blue curls at the base of his shaft, a long with the toned v-line this man has obtained is immaculate

🌹He keeps well care of his hair, makes sure it smells nice and is trimmed. Doesn't shave it fully, but doesn't allow it to become a full bush

💠This position allows him a perfect overall view of your pussy as well. His hands rub your thighs before teasing at your clit, watching your bottom half shake as you moan before being shut up with his cock, detaching it and letting it go at a unimaginable speed. A smirk appears on his face as he begins to tease you

"Having your cheeks full over there huh sweet cheeks"?

🌹Suffice to say, this man has become a found lover for oral sex, and has found ways to make it more enjoyable for the both of you

POSITION: THE MOUNTAIN CLIMBER

The penetrating partner positions themself in a plank position while the receiving partner has their legs positioned over their partner’s shoulders or waist

🌹Unlike the first position where it was a bit more out there with the switched positions, this one is a bit more intimate but still filled with lots of heat and intensity when Buggy is caught in a bad mood and wants to let off some steam

💠This position allows him to go deep into you, hearing the wet sounds of your slick and his mixed together all over your inner thighs and his hips

🌹What he loves more about this position, is the direct eye contact he is able to make with you. Seeing the cloudy look on your eyes filled with love and lust in them is such a turn on for him. He'll detach one of his hand and lets the stub of his arm hold him up. He uses his hand to caress your cheek, seeing how beautiful you look below him

💠 He'll start of slow, seeing your facial reactions to getting used to his size before speeding up, getting louder and faster. He'll praise you and degrade you, most of the time not at once but it all depends

"That's it -fuck- babe, taking me so good like the slut that you are for me. -nnn- ya like that? Like being called my slut, good, good girl"

🌹This position allows him to go in deeper into you, feeling your wet walls coat his cock. So deep, he almost hits your g-spot each time he starts fucking you hard. Despite the degradation, he always checks up on you, making sure you are taking this well and if you need him to slow down he will

💠He knows this position can be intense with how fast he can go and his devil fruit powers. He wants to make sure you both are being pleasured during this, not just him

🌹Overall, great position for both the intimacy that evolves between the two of you, and the great penetration as well

POSITION: THE HOT SEAT

The partner penetrating sits on the edge of the bed or against a chair as the receiving partner positions themself on their thighs (back against their partner), ass snuggled up against their partners groin

🌹We all know that Buggy is filled with stamina the majority of the time. The way this man moves quickly with his devil fruit power, quick with his words and much more. But there comes a time here and there where he has no sort of energy and wants to be more laid back when providing intimacy

💠This is when you sit him down and take it from here, which he is all for. He doesn't admit it a lot, but he really loves when you take control and lead. There's only been a few times where he allows you to take full lead

🌹This position provides you a comfortable seat on his thighs, your hands gripping his knees feeling his body hair underneath your fingers. Your ass right up against his v-line. He gets such a perfect view of your backside and ass

💠When you position yourself on his cock, taking him in slowly before going down -fully taking him in- he hisses, feeling his body start to let loose and an overwhelming sensation of pleasure washing over him

🌹His hands go insane, he'll have one holding onto your breast the other on your hip, not fully gripping it but softly on it as you take control. Rolling your hips in circle motions, feeling his cock touch your ways in many ways

💠Soon, you begin picking up the pace. Bouncing up and down on his cock. You use his knees as leverage so you can let your lower half do the work. The movement of your ass going up and down in his lap is sending him to the moon

"Fuck fuck fuck, babe, fuck you feel so nice. This feels so good. Just like that, a little slower please? Thank you, oh God thank you so much, God I love you"

🌹Him begging nicely is like music to your ears. He's softer with his words during these times, enjoying being under your mercy

💠And if you smother him in kisses before and after he melts in your back. Hanging his head over your shoulder as he moans and groans from the sex

🌹This position is by far one of, if not his most favorite, for the sheer intimacy you both have during this

🌹Shanks🌹

🌹Shanks, O' Shanks. The man under Gold Roger, the man with the plan and eye for the sky and sea. He knows his way around stuff, especially around you, and would be pleased to know how he can satisfy you in any way possible

🌹Shanks I view as being more laid back during sex, while still being a giver and being a top, he likes being on the bottom during sex half of the time. Giving him perfect view of your body enjoying sex just as much as he is

🌹He finds it more intimate seeing you enjoy yourself first before him. Speaking through sex with you with praises and some little degradation

🌹Here, you'll find what positions this man goes crazy for and how he has mastered them into pleasuring you

POSITION: FACE OFF

The penetrating partner sits on the edge of the bed or chair as the receiving partner positions themself on their lap facing them. Wrapping their legs around their waist

🌹A classic for Shanks right here. He loves being up close with his partner, finding the intimacy of being so close to one another to being very enticing and pleasurable

🌹In this position, not only is the intimacy great, but penetration is nice and slow with him here. He takes it nice and slow with you, speaking to you through kisses and husky breaths

"That's it my love, ah. Feels so good, you're doing amazing, yes, just like that"

🌹His face will be positioned in the crook of your neck, smothering it in kisses and soft bites. His breathing heavy as he starts picking up the pace in his thrusts, bouncing you on his lap

🌹His hands roams your back as sweat starts to form on each one of you. It's between your back, thighs and ass. Most -if not always- his hands will be on your thighs

🌹This position is up and close, face to face. Just the way shanks likes to handle most situations he's in, especially with you

POSITION: OPEN-LEGGED SPOON

Both partners are in a spooning position. The partner in the big spoon position moves their partners one leg up and over their thigh

🌹Like the first position, Shanks loves being up and close with you anytime he can get. One of Shanks favorite times with you, is when you guys are laying down in your shared bed in the ship spooning after a long day or week of constant work

🌹It starts off slow. Shanks starting to leave kisses down your shoulder, whispering 'i love yous' in between. His arms wrapped around your waist as he starts to grind against your bare ass

🌹It doesn't take long for this man to move the blankets out of the way and raise your leg over his thigh. Using his hand to position himself in your wet slick folds

🌹This is the position where the simple and laid back, and the speed and rough part start to mix. Cause once he has a better position with you oh he starts to pick up the pace

🌹Grunting in your ear, hearing the way you moan and whimper from the pleasure and his breath touching your skin sending chills down your spine

"oh so nice darling, you feel absolutely -mm- wonderful like this. So good for me"

🌹This position has everything current Shanks could want. Laying back with his partner cuddling turning into a sensational mess for the both of you

POSITION: REVERSE COWGIRL

Similar to the cowgirl position where one partner rides the other, but reversed

🌹Now I know I have been saying that Shanks is mostly laid back and simple when it comes to sex. Mostly being the key word here, cause this is his favorite position for when he gets very angsty, for a lack of better terms

🌹When he's away from you for a while, or really in the mood to try something. He is very eager to see you ride him. Not just ride him regularly no no no, Shanks is a classy man. He wants to see you get behind on this ride

🌹His hands will be gripping your hips, lowering you up and down on his cock. His eyes will be memorized with how your ass just 'hides' his cock from his line of sight. And how your hips move? Rolling them in circles on his hips? Dear god

🌹The penetration with this one is quite deep and mildly uncomfortable, with how his cock is (size and length) and the position of you. But, Shanks makes sure to make it pleasurable for you. Making sure to go slow and steady at first before he quickens himself

"That's it, doing so good for me fuck, there you go. You think you're ready for me to go quicker? Cause I will assure you that I won't be too nice on your beautiful ass darling"

🌹This man is whipped for you with the way he takes his time with you, and speaks to you. This position has it all and much more for when you guys get more into it

♠️Mihawk♠

♠️This devious being of a man is one to behold. With his quick thinking and his mysteriousness adds a bunch to the table. Especially for a particular 'minx' like you, as he calls you

♠️Mihawk provides and gives, showing his raw talent for those to see and experience. And you my dear, are the lucky one to have him be yours

♠️Mihawk is a busy man when it comes to sex. He knows what you like and he knows what he likes, and he has his ways of achieving absolute pleasure for the both of you

♠️To him, your pleasure comes first. He wants to make sure you are being provided the care and love you deserve. He is a classy man, a dangerous one, but classy regardless

POSITION: STAND AND DELIVER

The penetrating partner stands at the edge of the bed or desk, as their partner moves their legs around the penetrating partner’s waist or to their own chest

♠️Mihawk puts your pleasure before his like stated before. Seeing your facial reactions and eyes are a core part of his enjoyment during sex and yours

♠️But a long with that and being busy, when he gets angsty or pent up to have you, he will love to have you here and now if you so love to be taken

♠️ He'll start off kissing you, passionately as his hands roam your bare body. Feeling your soft skin underneath his rough skin. He's always constantly carrying that sword around, his hands have grown a sort of rough texture, not too rough, but rough enough to where touching your skin makes his pants feel tight

♠️This position such a unique view, your legs draped over his waist, his hips slowly starting to rock into yours. His eyes watching as you lean your head back, moaning softly at the feeling of his cock deep inside you, getting used to his size

♠️He could see each and one of breath leaving your throat, the movement of your throat down below him sends him images of more ways he can treat you to a nice surprise with that movement

♠️And how beautiful your skin looks from his desk lamp, seeing the sweat appear on your skin and how you tell him how good he feels. Oh does he love it. A deep groan leaving his throat as he grips your thighs and starts picking up the pace

"Oh darling, you feel absolutely wonderful. Look at how beautiful you look right now on my desk, such a pretty thing you are, so beautiful"

♠️One thing about Mihawk is his choice of wording. His praises will be ones ripped out pages of poems and old romance books it seems like -same with some degradation-

♠️And lets not forget the view you see from your angle, looking at his well defined body and nicely trimmed v-line that follows down to his shaft

♠️This position brings such a delight and enjoyment to this man, even if his face doesn't show it

POSITION: STANDING O

The receiving partner stands with one leg over their giving partner as they perform oral

♠️Mihawk isn't a big fan of creating messes, let alone messes where people don't clean up after themselves. This position, allows him to clean up and provide you with a dinner service

♠️His large hands grip your thighs, the one of his shoulder he'll start kissing maybe even leaving a few bite marks before he starts eating you out

♠️His tongue rolls up your folds, tasting your wetness on his tongue, seeing how wet you are for him telling by how your inner thighs glisten with your slick

♠️His beard and mustache tickles on your inner thighs and lips sending a chilling feeling up your body, ending up making your thighs quiver. It does leave a bit of beard burn after a while but it ain't nothing that Mihawk can't take care of afterwards

♠️This position, allows him to look up at you with those bright golden eyes, narrowed up at you as he sees your sweaty face, panty lips, and your chest -breathing in and out heavily- it's a sight to behold for sure, but oh does he love it

♠️After a bit, he starts using his fingers to penetrate you, his tongue and mouth busy sucking on your clit -sending shockwaves through your body and core- you clam your leg over his shoulder down, bringing him in closer and locking him in place

♠️He chuckles when you do that. Seeing how his fingers, curling up inside you, and his tongue can do so much to your body. And when you cum on his face, he makes sure to clean up every last single spot

"Darling, seems that you made a mess, dirty girl. Always getting into sticky situations now, are we?"

♠️With the need he has to pleasure you first during sex, praising you after doing such a good job. He loves it all

POSITION: THE BALLET DANCER

Both partners are standing. The penetrating partner holds their receiving partner leg over their waist (holding it with one arm and the other around their waist)

♠️Mihawk may not seem like the type, compared to Shanks and Buggy with how close and personal he likes to be. But deep in the comforts of your own bedroom, he shows you just how close and personal he loves being with you

♠️He's not to crazy when it comes to sex positions, opting for more missionary styles when you guys get more intimate like this. But there's one position that he loves where it's both intimate and something's out of the ordinary

♠️This position has the intimacy that Mihawk strives for sex with you, and also something that lets him use his ability to make you feel pleasure

♠️The way his cock is angled into your pussy -with your one leg over his waist, his large hand gripping onto your thigh for sure leaving a hand mark for tomorrow- sends waves of ecstasy through your body, to the point you can see stars with his pace

♠️For this one he does start slow in the beginning, not knowing entirely how you would react to this new position as opposed to missionary. His eyes picking up any signs of uncomfortability, if you don't end up liking it or look enjoyed with it he will change positions

♠️But seeing your face create a perfect O, moans escaping your lips gives him all the info he needs to know. His lips latch on to yours, kissing you as he takes in all your sweet sounds as his cock thrusts in and out of your pussy

♠️ Your chest is up against his, bodies starting to heat up and cover in sweat. His head leans down and whispers in your ear, sending a chilly feeling as his hot breath breathes on your skin

"I can tell you're enjoying this darling, don't worry, this is only just the beginning before I have you bent over the bed for me like the good minx you are"

♠️Mihawk gets intimate and personal with this one. Making sure that you are enjoying yourself and making sure you are feeling pleasured by all means, since it is something you both haven't done before

♠️Seeing you enjoy yourself and getting a beautiful kick out of it, tells Mihawk this isn't gonna be the last time you wanna get stand up fucked by him

[onepiece-fluffcanons]

Luffy and Ace finding their s/o with their hats

Luffy:

*Luffy was looking for his hat, wondering just where it could’ve gone this time, hoping it didn’t get blown away in the wind

*he even asked the others, and they didn’t have it/didn’t know where it went

*however, he noticed one person wasn’t there: you. He took a moment, but put two and two together. Where he finds you, he finds his hat!

*and he knew where he could find you. And of course, when he found you, you were taking a nap, and you had his hat on your head, covering your eyes from the sun

*as much as he wanted his hat back, he just couldn’t wake you up so abruptly

Ace:

*when Ace woke up from his nap, he found one thing missing: his hat

*he looked around his room, looking for his hat, but was unable to find it

*he figured he could at least ask the others, see if they’ve seen it

*however, he didn’t have to search too hard, as he found you with his hat

*he thought you looked absolutely adorable with his hat on, since it was a little too big for you, which amused him a little bit

*Ace walked up to you from behind and took his hat back before hugging you from behind

*”nice try, Y/n, but i have to admit, you look cute with my hat. I may have to let you borrow it more often.”

[shy-writer-999]

I had oral surgery today and am on bed rest with a lot of pain and I can only eat very soft foods and liquids. Could I request some lovey-dovey fluff of Sanji taking care of y/n while they’re recovering from something like this? This would cheer me up so much coz I love your writing!!! If you aren’t interested in writing that type of scenario, that’s totally okay too. No pressure!!! ❤️❤️❤️

Hi Kami!! I hope you feel better soon. (✿◠‿◠) Here’s some Sanji fluff! ~1.2k words. SFW!

Sanji takes care of you after surgery (fluff)

The door to your bedroom opened quietly and you heard Sanji’s footsteps pad their way to your bedside. You were laying on your bed, propped up with pillows, absolutely miserable and uncomfortable from the pain of the oral surgery you had earlier that day. On top of that, you were bored, and you could only eat soft foods and liquids. The recovery period was going to be hell, even with the medicine you had. Thankfully, Sanji was going to care for you the whole time.

“Awh baby, you look so miserable.” Sanji cooed in a sweet voice as he walked over to your bed, sitting next to you. He leaned over to kiss the top of your head. “I’m sorry you’re feeling so bad, my love.”  

He smoothed your hair down with one of his hands as tears started to well in your eyes. You had been feeling like shit all day and it was starting to get to you. When Sanji began petting you and giving you love, he made you feel safe. He could make you feel better about anything, and you felt like you could be so vulnerable with him. He would respond with kindness and love, no matter what.

The tears of frustration and pain rolled down your cheeks, and Sanji lifted up his hands to wipe the tears from your face as delicately as he could.

“Hey, sweet pea.” Sanji said, his tone kind and hushed. “It’s ok. I’m going to help you feel better, alright?” You nodded and pouted a bit, looking up at him. Your eyes displayed how horrible you felt. Sanji’s heart twisted a little bit—he would do anything for you. Seeing you in so much pain hurt him as well, in fact, it tortured him. He felt the intense need to fix it, to help you feel better in any way.

After comforting you, Sanji kissed you as softly as he could. He didn’t want to hurt you, so his lips just barely brushed yours. He would have kissed you a thousand times if he could, but he was saving up his kisses and redirecting them. He kissed your forehead and one of your cheeks. He was being so tender and careful, treating you like you were fragile, precious, and invaluable.

“My love, what can I do to help you feel better? Do you want anything? Do you want me to bring you medicine or ice packs? I could make you ice cream, apple sauce, soup, yogurt…” Sanji started listing all the soft foods and liquids he could think of. He’d make it all for you, anything you wanted. Cooking was his love language, truly. And you could taste all the love he had for you whenever he made you something.

“Ice cream,” you choked out an answer quietly, your mouth searing in pain as your breath passed through it. You then let out a sort of muffled groan, an expression of how much discomfort you were in.

“Awh,” Sanji frowned. “We’ll get you fixed up in no time. Just hang in there, sugar. I’ll go make you some ice cream.”

Sanji came back shortly thereafter with a bowl of freshly-made ice cream. It was homemade, your favorite flavor, and the perfect consistency. Making his way to your bed, he sat next to you again and held your hand for a second, giving it a squeeze as he shifted closer to you.

"Alright my dear, open up." Sanji proceeded to feed you the ice cream in small spoonfuls. He was so gentle. You opened your jaw as much as you could, and it hurt like hell. But the freezing ice cream felt good on your mouth and throat. He encouraged you and cheered you on.

"Youre doing such a good job sweetie." The ice cream was the best you’ve ever had. Anything Sanji touched turned into gold. His cooking was mind-blowing, even more so because he put such love and kindness into anything he gave you.

When you finished the ice cream you tried to smile at Sanji, but it looked more like a grimace. His heart did a back flip. He adored you so much, even when you were crying, disheveled, and miserable.

Sanji put the bowl back in the kitchen and came into your room again to pet your head some more, kiss your lips as lightly as he could, kiss your hands and kiss your forehead. He hoped his kisses would raise your spirits a bit, and he was right. He showered you in love, and it put your heart at ease.

"It's getting late, my love. Do you want to get some rest?" Sanji’s tone was soothing and affectionate. You nodded in affirmative and shimmied over a bit so he could crawl into bed next to you. He helped you adjust the pillows and blankets so you were in the perfect sleeping position.

Nestling into the covers, Sanji snuggled up to you and put an arm over you, pulling you closer. He leaned up to pepper your neck and cheeks with kisses. "I love you so much, my dear.” He whispered, nuzzling into your neck. “Don't be shy to wake me up if you need anything tonight, ok?"

You hummed in response and reached your hand over to ruffle his hair. He smelled great and you could feel his body heat on your skin. He was precious and handsome, his hair falling back and exposing his face. A sweet smile spread across his lips. He was in bliss. All he wanted to do at any given time was to curl up in bed with you and be close to you. He did it every night but it was never enough. It was the best time of day, something he looked forward to, always, without fail. He was so grateful to be able to love and care for you like this.

In the next few minutes, Sanji’s breathing got slower. You could tell he was falling asleep. His cheeks were still rosy with leftover blush from being near you like this. No matter how long you had been together, he still blushed anytime he had the privilege of touching you.

You cozied up as much as you could without pain. It seemed like his love did make your discomfort go away to an extent. You felt content now, considerably less miserable.

You leaned down to kiss his forehead this time, and as you drifted off to sleep, you forgot your pain completely. With your heart as full as it could be, Sanji clung onto you the whole night. He was dreaming about caring for you the next day, and the day after that, for as long as he needed to, nursing you to health. He dreamed about seeing your smile and feeling the love you had for him when you were feeling better. He couldn’t get enough of you, and he thanked his lucky stars every moment that he could be close to you.

(´ ᴗ｀✿) (*/ω＼) ✿ ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

That’s all for this one! The ending is a bit abrupt but I think it's okay. I hope you like it and feel better soon, queen! Just imagine Sanji is taking care of you hehe!

here's my masterlist if ur interested!

-- Z

[zoros-bandana]

Hii, can you write something like angst with Zoro? Y/n an him fight and argue about something but they made up at the end??

Miscommunication.

Warning: fighting, yelling, swearing, drinking/slightly drunk

Summary: After being with Zoro for a while, the lack of compliments and attention became a nagging point; wishing to feel special. A conversation with Sanji left an unusual sense of fulfilment you had never experienced before, only to later bring it up with Zoro in hopes he would understand your desires.

Word Count: 1,800

"All I said was that I don't find it fair"

"Yeah, and I know exactly what that means, Y/n!"

You had approached Zoro with the idea this conversation would go smoother, hoping to bring Sanji into conversation after a few drinks would sooth him. It was obvious the mutual displeasure both Zoro and Sanji shared for one another, all the more imposing as you began to date Zoro. It was a taboo topic to even mention a budding nickname for the cook, Zoro shutting down any discussion of him, almost protective in the way of his bitterness.

"Well clearly you don't because you're not listening to me"

Zoro chuckled darkly. "Oh I heard you quite clearly, Y/n. Curly brow had finally gotten to you in his love-sick ways and you're falling for him"

"I'm not falling for him! I'm very much in love with you, Zoro. All that happened was Sanji-"

"Don't fucking mention his name!"

"Well what do you want me to say?"

"Nothing"

"Nothing?"

Zoro grunted, confirming his wish. The bottle of alcohol he held in his hand stayed firm in his grip, once acting as a brace but now as the bottle hit his lips he used it as a distraction. The liquid vanished before your eyes, each chaotic chug intensifying his rage, stewing over exact what Sanji could have said to make you question your relationship with him.

Once of his biggest fears was losing you - an irrational fear in this lifestyle you shared - especially to that of Sanji. Zoro was aware he could be cold and stoic, but never expected you to slip away from him over a short conversation with the cook.

"What did he say to you?" Zoro finally gasped, taking a break from his chugging.

"I thought you didn't want me to say anything?"

"What did he fucking say to you, Y/n?"

A heavy exhale parted your lips, knowing it would fuel the fire to discuss what Sanji had said. Of course you remembered, word for word, replaying over in your head. There was a feeling of utter guilt thinking of someone else instead of Zoro, but the way he spoke, looked at you, even how he leaned into you was enough to make your head spin. It was a softness Zoro had never shown.

At first, it didn't bother you. You knew what exactly who you were dating when you started to crush on Zoro. He didn't appear to have any complex layers, always neutral in his performance and showed no lean for affection or softness around the crew. But as the pursuit of interest happened, and over a long period of time, it was clear just how much you missed something. A part of you craved someone to be vulnerable with, intimate, not afraid to express how they feel about you and make you feel like you mattered. Blame it on your past, or the people that hurt you, but no matter the cause there was always a need for adoration in your life.

Stepping away you calmly took a seat, grounding yourself, your legs buckling under you in a horrendous shake. You could feel Zoro's eye watching your every move, hazed with anger, ready to attack you the second he had the chance.

"I told him I was feeling a little low about myself, and he wanted to comfort me" you began, taking another deep breath. "He told me how incredible I am and that ever since I arrived on the ship I have done nothing but taken his breath away by how beautiful I am. He said he wished he could adore me fully, to look after me and when he made me a cup of tea he remembered how I liked it, even down to my favourite cup..."

You looked up at Zoro, scared to hear the answer, ignoring the blatant anger on his heated face. "What is my favourite cup, Zoro?"

"You don't have one!" Zoro spat, furious you would even ask such a ridiculous question. "You don't even like tea!"

Sighing again you dropped you eyes, hating how the conversation had turned. "I do like tea, Zoro. It's like you don't even know me at all..."

"Yeah, well maybe we should break up then!"

Zoro's words shot through you as a cruel sting, leaving you stunned. You hadn't wished to come to this conclusion, knowing how much you loved and adored your boyfriend, in hopes he would feel the same. But maybe after that, his feelings would never reciprocate your own.

Your hands came up to cover your face, hiding yourself as you sobbed, wailing into your hands. Your body ached forward, curling yourself over into your legs, hiding yourself as much as possible. Every inch of you ached, regretting ever saying anything to him, wishing to just sit on your hurt; anything to have him take back what he said.

"I don't want to break up, Zoro! I just want to feel special! I want to feel like I matter to you and that you find me attractive in some way!"

Zoro furrowed his brows, unsure of how to properly act. The brief intermission of your cries let him breath, seeing you were more upset than angry at him. He was caught in his own whirlwind of anger, blinded by a fog of rage to even consider what you truely wanted; only what he thought he was hearing. His was still furious, but now more-so at Sanji for coming between you and himself, making you feel so hurt and guilty for wanting to express your feelings; and for the way he react to them.

"I do find you attractive, Y/n. I wouldn't be with you if I didn't"

"Then why don't you act like it?"

Your voice cracked, unable to hold back the continued stream you held in for so long. It was unfair how much you felt you had to hold in for Zoro's sake, knowing he wouldn't cope with emotions - your emotions - pushing you away instead. "You have never admitted to how you feel or told me I'm pretty or comforted me and made me feel like everything would be okay"

"I just don't see it as something practical; nothing will ever be okay"

"It doesn't have to be practical all the time. I like affection where I feel seen, and like I feel special to you and not just like I am a friend. You could do this with anyone but I am your girlfriend, I want you to make me feel loved. I don't think that is asking for too much. And I know that not everything has to be okay, but I want us to be, Zoro. I want to be with you"

The heavy footsteps of Zoro came towards you, dragging against the floor. They stopped as his body hovered over you, bending down to see you face-to-face, letting you lift your head to meet his gaze. His face had dropped, neutral as always, giving no indication whether his next words would be insulting or sincere.

"Tell me then, how do I be better for you? What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do?"

You thought for a moment, wiping at the remaining tears pricking your eyes, wishing to see him more human than before. You felt dizzy with emotions, muddled into a pool of dread flooding you to think clearly. You hadn't pondered on the idea, half expecting him to think about your words and find out himself. But as you looked up at him, the lingering notes of alcohol burning his lips, there was a familiar stance of drunk before you; unbeknown whether he would even remember this conversation.

Deciding to let it out, you confessed, hoping even if it was a minute detail something would get through to him.

"I would like you to try and be more soft with your words. Take my feelings into consideration and not to look at me like... that" you waved at his face, making him look away. "Compliment me from time-to-time, tell me I look nice, or something that I am doing is cute, or you like it when I do something small like laugh at a joke. Give me random gifts for no reason; they don't have to be expensive. Hand written notes, a pebble on the beach that reminded you of me, anything that lets me know you think of me when I'm not around"

Zoro stood back up straight, sighing once more as he cleared his head. He knew he had a decision to make, to put you before himself and his feelings, something he struggled to grasp. It wasn't that he didn't care about you or how you felt, but rather how he saw you cope with emotions differently to him. He wasn't used to this; the crying, the pleading, the reasoning. Zoro knew how to bottle himself, keeping as much of his emotions to the side, finding a relief through training. However, meeting you, he never expected he would have to change, to communicate and cooperate with you. He had never done this - been with someone like this - wishing to spend the rest of his days by your side.

And for that, Zoro would have to put you first.

"Alright" Zoro nodded, his face blushing in a bright red.

"So does that mean you don't want to break up?"

"Of course I don't want to break up" Zoro sighed, realising his mistake. He looked back down to you, softer, his eye still fluttering to meet your gaze properly. "I- I'm sorry I said that to you. I was angry and I thought if I said it you wouldn't have to. I didn't want to keep dragging this out if you wanted to end things with me"

"Why would I wish that? I love you so much, Zoro"

"I know that, Y/n, it's just I-"

Zoro stopped himself, realising the drop in your face, recognising his dismissal as something negative. Your eyes clouded with fear, brimming with a new set of tears, afraid he hadn't changed; caught in the same dismissive tone as always.

He sighed. "I love you, too"

Taking a seat next to you, Zoro flopped down, carelessly leaning towards you. There was an earthy warmth in him, leaning over you as his arm found its way around, holding you close. It was rare he was able to be so still, your chosen time for this conversation finally playing to your advantage. "Ya know I'm still gonna kill ero-cook for this, right?"

"I know" you smirked, leaning yourself against his shoulder. "I wouldn't expect less from you"

[shanksbaby]

Aokiji\Kuzan x reader - need for comfort

you stayed with Kuzan even after he left the navy: even though he wanted to spare you from the dangerous world of pirates you insisted that you stay with him; on the other hand, how could you have left the man you love?

after your insistence he finally allowed you to stay by his side ( not that you really needed his permission). And even though he was worried about you, he was glad that you stayed with him. Also because you are the only thing that makes him sane, the only one who can comfort him, the only one he can be himself with after he joins the pirates.

after he and the other captains capture Garp, his only father figure in his life, he shows the other pirates that he is fine (he even freezes his tears), makes sure they gently put Garp, still frozen, in a cell, and immediately runs to you.

it is with you that he can finally cry, he can finally let those tears show without having to freeze them, he can show himself naked with his weaknesses.

you don't need to ask him what happened because basically you both understood after Koby was kidnapped by Blackbeard that Garp would come to free him and that necessarily Kuzan would have to fight him

so you hug your boyfriend, making sure that he can hide his face in the crook of your neck while he cries.

you had never seen him so heartbroken, and it tugs at your heartstrings, plus he doesn't seem to want to talk at all, he just clings to you, seems to find comfort from your warmth. So you place him on the matrimnial bed and cling to him.

you cuddle him: stroke his hair, give him little kiss on the forehead etc. He just stays silent blissing your caresses and comforting words, even if the feeling of guilt is still there your actions and words help to soothe the feeling

it is in this moment that Kuzan thanks whoever is up there or fate for having you with him, you are his comfort, his safe spot, his home.

[ask-irisstar]

Sick before Marriage

In which Sanji gets sick during his wedding due to stress

A/N: This is requested by my friend. She saw me making this side blog and asked if I can write my first fic dedicated to her. So, here it is! She doesn't have tumbr though so I'm emailing it to her later. I hope you guys enjoy this fic like she did!

Notes: Sanji x Fem Reader, Fluff, SFW

Sanji felt something cold against his forehead. He groaned. The last thing he remembered was seeing all the wedding food he cooked the day before wiped clean. Damn it... His head hurts just thinking about how fucked up his wedding has been so far. He tried to sit up and his whole body aches.

"Take it easy Sanji... You were out for a solid 5 hours..." Chopper said gently, helping sit up.

"Thanks Chopper... Can you get me some tea from the kitchen? Heat it up if it's cold..." Rasped Sanji, feeling his throat dry.

Chopper nodded and hurried away. Just as he left, you came in, making Sanji groan. Great. The woman he's supposed to be married to just came into his room. Just great.

"Hi honey... You alright?" You asked, concerned about the wellbeing of your soon-to-be-husband. Earlier that day, you overheard Sanji telling Zoro he is too tired and dizzy to argue with him lets him.

Sanji smiled weakly and nodded slowly, so as to not trigger the urge to puke. You approached him and sat beside him, placing a hand on his leg. You two didn't officially marry yet. Sanji passed out before Jinbe could officiate. Truthfully, Sanji felt guilty for passing out in the middle of the wedding. You look so pretty in the white dress and here he is, passing out. He does admit the fact he's sick though. He caught a fever the other day from saving Luffy from drowning.

"Sorry my love... Looks like we have to postpone the marriage... Again..." Sanji sighed. He already felt guilty for falling sick, now he's guilty that he postponed the wedding for the second time. The first, because the Marines started chasing them and second because he fell sick. He worried that you now think that he doesn't want to marry you.

However, that worry went away when you cupped his face and kissed him sweetly. As he returns the kiss, you sneakily stuffed a piece of paper into his fist. When you both pulled away, Sanji opened his fist and sees the paper in his palm.

"Honey, what is this?" He asked, his fingers fiddling with the paper.

You smirk slyly. You were pretty close to both Zoro and Luffy. You guys may or may not cooked up a little something to cheer Sanji up.

"Open it and see for yourself..."

Confused and curious, Sanji unfolded the piece of paper and read the words on it confused.

"I do..."

"HE SAID YES!"

Suddenly, Zoro appeared from under the bed, Luffy, Nami and Robin from the cupboard and Ussop and Chopper bursts into the room holding a cake while Brook played wedding music. You were smiling widely and Sanji is looking around confused.

"Bla, bla bla... Wedding shit... Vow exchange shit... Boring shit and finally I pronounce you husnabdn and wife..." Zoro said tiredly, reading off a sheet of paper.

Sanji stared at you with wide eyes.

"Wait... Does that mean..." "Yes Sanji! We're married!"

You swear you never seen Sanji's eyes light up so fast. He pulled you close and puuled you into a kiss that lasted for a whole minuite. When he pulls away, he rests his burning forehead against yours.

"I love you my wife..."

"I love you too my husband..."

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And that's a wrap! Hope you enjoyed my first fic! Don't hesitate to request! So sorry if it's short.

[cyborg-franky]

Prompt: Can I please request Law, Shanks and Zoro (or only Law) reaction to their long term s/o getting a tattoo that represents them, either their jolly roger or a symbol that’s undoubtedly theirs. Something that says I’m yours forever lol. HC’s or drabbles is fine. Can be SFW or NSFW, whichever you prefer!! Thank you soo much ❤

SFW - GN READER

Repost of mine from libary of ohara

Tattoos had such a deep meaning to Law.

All his meant something in varying degrees.

It had taken the doctor a very long time to tell you each one’s story, when you knew the story that linked to each design you realised how deep and personal the man felt about inked skin.

You knew he wouldn’t take a tattoo lightly.

That’s why it took so long for you to decide to get one, something that was symbolic of him and how you felt.

Love, really lasting love, you wanted the tattoo to run as deep in your skin as your love for him flowed through your heart.

You were worried the entire time you sat in the chair getting the work of art placed forever upon your skin that he would react negatively to it.

But you’d thought it out, you knew you wanted this, you wanted an even deeper connection.

How you wanted to show him the level of your devotion and love.

A tattoo seemed perfect, a tattoo was forever, something he would value more than any wedding band on his finger.

You took a breath, looking at the inked pattern in the mirror.

You loved it; your heart swelled with joy just looking at it.

Now came Law’s reaction.

Waiting until night-time, the two of you settling for sleep.

The patch of skin that still stung, ached and sat tingling from the fresh prickles that had been placed against it slipped into view and grey eyes focused on the new addition to your form.

“Whe-when did you get that?” you could tell Law’s voice hitched.

“Today… do you like it?” his silence made you nervous, his wordless gaze as hands reached forward, featherlight touches, his fingertips ghosting over the design.

“You did this for me?”

He didn’t sound mad, but you stiffened up, his wistful tone was making you on edge.

“Yeah, I did, do you… like it?”

The emotions he felt couldn’t be formed into words, nodding his head, lips kissing gently around the inflamed skin.

“I love it, thank you.”

[latanyalove]

When You're Injured Pt Three

So sorry for posting this late! Thank you for all of the support in the previous part, which is here! There might be another part coming soon! WC: 3,513.

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"Hey Captain! Is that-"

"Get the surgery room ready!"

"Right!"

The captain's crew member sprinted down the hall, feet pounding against the floor. The sound of their running echoed through the hallways, loud enough to be heard from a mile away.

You weren't going to die. Not on his watch.

He ran as fast as he could, holding you tight in his arms. He could feel your heart racing, and he knew he had to move quickly. He ran faster, his heart pounding in his chest as he raced down the hall. He cursed under his breath, knowing he had to get you to the surgery room as soon as possible.

He ran faster, pushing himself to the limit as he rounded the corner and burst into the surgery room.

He gently placed you on the bed, ensuring that you were comfortable and secure. He then quickly got himself ready for the surgery, putting on a mask and gloves and preparing the necessary instruments. He took a deep breath, focusing on the task ahead.

He had to act fast and make sure that you would make it out alive. He was determined to do whatever it took to save you.

As soon as Law laid you down, other crew members came running into the room, eyes wide with shock. They had seen the green spots that had spread across your body and knew it was serious.

They quickly began to assist the captain, gathering the necessary materials for the surgery and setting up the instruments.

You were going to live. Whether you wanted to or not.

You slowly opened your eyes, a wave of pain washing over you. You slowly opened your eyes to see that you were in your room. The sun was streaming in through the window, and you could hear the faint sound of birds chirping outside.

When you realized you were in your own bed, a wave of relief washed over you.

Why were you here? You don't remember how you got here. You just remember being in the forest with Ikkaku but then the both of you separated and then-

Oh.

You remembered what happened. Your Master had found you somehow and was straggling you to death until-

"Law," You said out loud, remembering the rest of the events that had happened.

"Gosh! How could I have been such an idiot!" You muttered into your hands, ignoring the pain you received for using your limbs.

"Law?" Your lips trembled as your gaze wandered unconsciously across his chest.

"Yes Y/N? I'm right here, just keep talking."

"If I die, I just want you to know that I've liked you for a while now."

In the middle of his steps, he froze in place.

"What?"

"I thought I was being too obvious but it seems that even the Surgeon of Death can't even catch on to things like that." You chuckled to yourself yet there was no amusement on your face.

As you glanced up at him, hoping to see if it was a smile or a grin, you were surprised to see that it wasn't either, but rather one of horror.

You knew it. He never did like you.

"Leave me here. More reinforcements are going to come now and they're stronger than ever. I'll keep them back so you can escape-"

"Stop talking."

"But-"

In an instant, a glance had you stop what you were going to say, instead you paid attention to your breathing and not the reaction that he showed to your confession.

Of course he didn't like you! It was obvious that he thought of you as a friend or just a crew member like the others.

A harsh shrill noise which came from the door made you jump which also made you groan in pain at the sudden movement.

Quick footsteps were heard coming closer to you and you braced for an attack.

"Y/N! Are you okay?" A furry hand was gently placed on your shoulder and you opened your eyes to see a worried looking bear in front of you.

"Bepo?" You asked in a hoarse voice.

"Ah! I should get Law now that you've woken up!" Bepo said to himself as he got up from kneeling down beside you.

"No!" You yelled, grabbing his hand tightly, "Please don't get him,"

The bear looked sympathetic before nodding quickly and sitting down on a chair beside you.

"Law looked terrified when he rushed back to us with you. I'd never seen him that terrified before. He made you his first priority and did the surgery mainly by himself for ten hours,"

"Ten hours," You repeated in awe and Bepo nodded quickly, rubbing your hand with his.

"Yeah, he didn't even tell us what had happened to you, he just locked himself inside his office,"

"How long has that been?"

"3 days,"

"3 days!" You screamed in shock, unable to process what Bepo had said. "I was in a coma for 3 days?"

"Has he eaten anything at all?"

"We don't think so though we've heard his stomach growling before so we just assumed not,"

Why are you working so hard Law? Was there an emergency in which it needed your at most attention that you couldn't even eat?

You thought deeper. Is it because of you? Were you the reason for blocking everyone out?

"Please can you talk to him?" Bepo asked pleadingly, "I hate seeing him like that and you usually help in this,"

"I'll," You stopped, "I'll try Bepo,"

A smile suddenly appeared on the bear's face, showing warmness and relief.

"Thank you, now it's time for your medicine," Bepo said, holding the bottle and the spoon in his paws.

You reluctantly took the medicine even though it tasted like sea water and mold cheese. Instead you thought of what Law used to say about it, "If you take this then you can stay in the office with me,"

At the time, all you cared about was the office. The large room, full of work papers and most importantly, the books which infected the office. Every month ten books at most are added to the large collection that most of the time they are just placed on the sofa.

Being new to the crew and having to set out soon, you only had found comfort in books, especially Psychology books. You were fascinated by the behavior and the minds of humans.

Law obviously saw how much you loved the books, more of them appearing in his bookshelf without him saying a word.

"Y/N? Are you okay?"

You were brought back to reality by Bepo's concerned voice. You looked at him and nodded slowly, pushing the thoughts aside. "Yes, I'm fine," you said, forcing a small smile as a sign of assurance.

"Okay, well don't push yourself for a while," Bepo warns before leaving you alone by yourself again.

Even if you were to talk to him, what would you say? Were you the cause of his workaholic ways? Did your confession scare him that much?

You groaned again into your hands, frustrated and confused. How did it come to this? You had no answers and the more you thought, the more questions you had. You had to talk to Law and find out what was going on, but you were scared.

What if he didn't want to talk to you? What if your words had pushed him further away? These thoughts were overwhelming and you felt powerless. . . .

You woke up not even realising you had fallen asleep, your thoughts still lingering in your head. It must have been the deep thinking that made you tired and caused you to drift off.

You sat up, feeling a bit more rested, but still confused and scared about what the outcome of talking to Law would be. You took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to find the courage to confront him.

Looking out the window, the darkness of the night was illuminated by the stars and the bright moonlight. The crashing waves of the sea glistened in the moonlight as the submarine gently rocked back and forth. The sound of the waves was calming and peaceful, and the smell of salty sea air filled the air.

Everyone must be asleep by now, you thought. It was the perfect time to go see Law.

You would find yourself walking towards his office, always on guard for some crew members, who would instantly send you back to your bedroom.

There was a light under his office, which told you everything you needed to know.

Law was asleep so deep that he couldn't be bothered to switch off the lights. He probably had some work paper stuck to the side of his face and his hat was definitely off for sure.

You didn't know why you knew all of that. Maybe it's because you've observed everything about him, for research obviously!

Slowly, you opened the door small enough for you to fit into the room and as soon as you laid eyes on him, all of your suspensions were correct.

Law had been peacefully sleeping on a messy pile of paperwork, his spotted hat on the floor which left his jet-black hair out for anyone to see.

Law, you thought sadly, why can't you rest in your bed? Was there something keeping you awake that you had to stay here for? Was it you?

You removed all those thoughts and got back to reality, advancing forward to start cleaning the office.

The papers were picked, the books were back and the last thing was the hat.

Glancing from the hat to Law, you sighed before walking over to stand in front of the 'terrifying Surgeon of Death', who didn't seem to notice your presence at all for these twenty minutes you've been near him.

Strange, you noted, usually he would be up in seconds if anyone was at least one meter close to him.

As you were going to place his hat on and leave, a hand grabbed onto your wrist as if to stop your actions. It took you seconds to realise that it belonged to Law and he was awake.

Great, now you have to talk to him.

"You're not getting Y/N back," He stated in an angry tone, his eyes unable to stay on your face.

Great, now he's hallucinating that you are someone else. But who?

"Law," You said sternly, "It's me, Y/N,"

Law's expression changed immediately from anger to relief as he realised it was you and not the person he thought it was.

His grip loosened on your wrist and he looked up into your eyes with a newfound understanding. He sighed and let go of your wrist, his expression softening as he smiled weakly.

"Oh Y/N," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "You're alive, I'm glad it's you."

You didn't even notice how he had let go of your hand and was slowly glazing your side as it found its way to your hip, his grip becoming firmer as if he was scared you would disappear if he let go.

You didn't know what to do, so you stayed still, looking into his eyes.

He seemed to be searching for something in yours, so you just stayed still, not wanting to break the moment.

"Who did you think it was?" You asked, placing the hat on its owner's head.

He looked away, and then back at you, as if he hadn't been expecting the question. "I don't know," he said. "I just thought of someone else."

"Like my Master?" You joked, placing a hand on his arm.

Suddenly, Law's expression became serious and his grip tightened on your hip. He looked away, and then back at you. "No," he said firmly. "This is not something to joke about."

"Law-"

"You don't have to fake it while you're with me," He said in a soft tone.

"That goes for you too."

"What?"

"I heard that you hadn't eaten in three days." You started, moving closer to him without realizing. "Was the reason me? Am I the problem?"

Law looked at you with a bewilderment expression as you rant out the thoughts that have been tormenting your mind for hours.

"Did my confession scare you that much?"

Tears began to well up in your eyes as you said the words. You were scared that he didn't want you anymore and that your confession had pushed him away.

You felt embarrassed and ashamed, wishing you could take back the words you had said. Law looked at you with a kind and understanding expression, and he placed a hand gently on your cheek.

"Y/N," he said softly. "It wasn't your confession that scared me."

"Then what?"

There was a long pause. A slight blush formed on his cheeks. "Losing you scared me,"

You took a moment to look at him; regret, worry and relief were written all over his face. He seemed to be struggling with his own emotions, unsure of what to say or do. You could see the fear in his eyes, the same fear that you had felt moments ago. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Then the puzzles came together.

You took his face into your hand, shocking him as he looked into your eyes for an explanation. You felt the warmth of his skin as you cupped his face, and saw the surprise in his eyes. You gazed at him tenderly, with an understanding that he didn't expect.

"I'm not going to end up like him Law," You whispered.

Law's eyes widened in surprise as he realized the meaning of your words.

"How do you know?" He whispered.

"Luffy told me after the feast we had with them."

He made a mental note to have a little chat with the Straw Hat.

"I'm going to stay by your side until you don't want me to," You reassured, gently pushing a strand away from his eyes.

He didn't have any words left to say; no one other than him had passed through his wall of protection and got him this vulnerable.

He didn't know what to do or say. He had never felt such a strong connection with someone before, and it made him feel exposed and vulnerable. He had built up walls around himself, ones that no one else had ever been able to penetrate until now.

He felt like he could open up to you, like he could tell you anything. He was stunned by the fact that you had seen through his walls and seen the parts of him he had kept hidden away.

He knew that he could trust you, and it made him scared and excited all at the same time.

You felt a sudden wave of dizziness and your vision blurred for a moment. You tried to focus on Law's face and the ground beneath your feet, but the ground seemed to be shifting and moving.

Your leg started to wobble and you felt yourself losing balance.

You felt your legs giving way beneath you, and you thought for sure that you were going to hit the floor. But before you could, you felt Law's strong arms wrap around you in an instant, catching you and holding you up.

When your mind finally caught up with the situation, you realised that you were sitting on Law's lap. He had swept you up into his arms and was now holding you close. You felt a warmth in your cheeks as you looked into his eyes, feeling embarrassed and exposed.

You felt his strong arms around you, and you could feel his heart beating rapidly. You felt a sudden wave of emotion come over you and you closed your eyes, resting your head against his chest.

"I think I love you too,"

"You think?" You teased, looking up to see the flustered man.

He seemed to be malfunctioning as he felt a sudden wave of emotions come over him. His heart was beating rapidly and he felt exposed and vulnerable. His mind was running wild, and he felt like he had no control over his own body. He had never felt such a strong connection with someone before, and it was overwhelming him.

He was struggling to process the situation, and he didn't know how to respond.

"I'm just joking Law-"

You started to speak, but your words were lost in the moment as soon as you felt Law's lips on yours. Your heart raced and you felt the warmth of his body against yours. You were lost in the moment, your mind in a daze as you felt his lips gently move against your own.

All of a sudden, the world around you seemed to stop, and the only thing that mattered was the two of you in that moment. You felt like you were standing on the edge of a cliff, and the only thing keeping you from tumbling down was Law's strong arms around you.

You felt a sudden wave of emotion come over you and you closed your eyes, savoring the moment.

Reluctantly, you moved back to take a breath and to look at Law. His eyes were intense, searching your face as if he was trying to figure out what you were thinking. His mouth was slightly open, and his breathing was heavy.

He seemed to be in a state of shock, as if he was in disbelief of what had just happened. You felt a sudden wave of embarrassment wash over you, and you quickly looked away, not wanting Law to see your blush.

"I wanted to show you how I felt about you." He muttered, eyeing your lips.

"Or you just wanted to kiss me," You replied with a small grin.

Suddenly, Law's face changed from flustered to a warm grin. He seemed to have regained his composure and he looked at you with a sparkle in his eye.

"Maybe I did but don't you think you're off the hook for not telling me that you had an injury,"

"How did you-?"

"The green spots came from the injury but it had time and bacteria to mutate and get worse than it should have."

"I thought it wasn't that bad?" You tried to reason.

"Well for ignoring your injuries, I think you need to be punished."

His face softened, and his eyes twinkled with mischief.

You could feel his grip on you tighten, and you felt your face flush as you looked away. His gaze lingered on you for what felt like an eternity, and you felt your heart beat faster at the thought of what he might do next.

"L- Law, the crew members are asleep-"

"Then make sure you don't wake them up," He smirked.

You quickly tried to argue with him, but it was in vain.

"Rooms Shambles,"

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[strawheart-pirate]

Sweet Dreams

Trafalgar Law x afab!Reader

Words: 2031 CW: afab!Reader (female body, no pronouns), established relationship, wet dream, masturbation, oral (m receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, aftercare

While Law was still working on his desk, you were already in the land of dreams as you slept in his bed. You had a vivid dream where Law bent you over his desk and fucked the shit out of you. Who would have known that your dreams would come true very soon?

Law worked late into the night at his desk in your shared room, while you were already fast asleep in your bed. He could see you from his desk and it reassured him to just know that you were safe and sound and close by. It made his work a little easier. He would look at you from time to time and the soft sounds you made would soothe his troubled mind. After a while, though, you began to squirm under the covers. The soft whimpering and gasping drew Law's attention and he quickly went over to you. Were you having a nightmare? Should he wake you? He sat down beside you and was about to pick you up, when his name fell seductively from your lips right after you moaned softly.

Law froze, just watching you. Did he imagine things or ...? His thoughts were spiraling in his head when you shifted again in your sleep. Law was glad that you had used the thin blankets. That way, he could see all of your curves and due to your movements, you were already half uncovered. You rubbed your legs together and moaned again. Your lips were parted slightly and your hands were clutching the sheets. There was no doubt about it, you were having a wet dream. And not just any wet dream. His name fell from your lips repeatedly and he growled as he began to palm his aching cock through his jeans. He could only imagine what you were doing in your dream, but the way you were writhing and moaning turned him on to no end. He wanted to touch you, but decided against it. He didn’t want to wake you up. The sight was far too precious, so his hand just hovered over your curves. Soon the little friction was not enough and he unzipped his jeans to get a better grip on his cock. As you moaned his name loudly, he growled and increased the speed of his strokes, his breathing labored. Just a little more and he would… Just before he could finish his dirty deed, you woke up.

Unfortunately, you woke up from your wonderful dream. You kept your eyes shut and turned over. You tried desperately to go back to sleep, to indulge for a second time into the heated moment you shared with Law. The last scene you can remember from your dream was of you bent over the desk and Law pounding into you from behind as your tits rubbed against his wooden desk. You were just seconds away from your orgasm and then you had to wake up. You groaned in frustration and rolled over onto your back again.

It was then that you heard a faint grunt and some shuffling. You opened your eyes to see, that Law was sitting on your bed. He was frozen in his movements, unsure of what you’d think of him. He still had his cock in his hand and looked at you with a lustful gaze. The sight was amazing and you were painfully aware of your hard nipples and throbbing cunt. You moved carefully, the moment was just too fragile, and held his gaze as you took Law’s hand. Slowly you guided his hand over your body and under your shirt. He finally broke out of his frozen state, moved on his own again, and grabbed your boob. He massaged it slowly and pinched your nipple every now and again as he slowly continued to stroke his cock.

“What were you dreaming about? Tell me." He demanded in a low voice, his eyes never leaving yours.

You paused for a moment, unsure of what to do. Should you tell him? Describe to him all the details and how good his- Your line of thought ended as his fingers pinched your nipple a little too hard and you reflexively arched your back.

No, you would show him. You sat up in bed and got on your knees. Law let go of you and you used one of your hands to tilt his head towards you.

“Let me show you.” You whispered seductively into his ear and a pleasant shiver ran down Law’s spine. A low growl was his response.

You took his hands in yours and pulled him with you as you rose from the bed. Your hands settled gently on his neck, playing with his hair as you captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Although you were both deeply aroused, neither of you wanted to rush things. Your tongues swirled around each other in a sensual way and you moaned softly into the kiss. Law’s hands moved to your shirt and he pulled it over your head, leaving you in just your soaked panties in front of him. He took a moment to admire your beautiful body in the soft light of his desk lamp. His hands moved slowly over your soft skin, lingering a little longer on all your sensitive spots. His lips clashed with yours again, this time more eagerly. He nibbled on your lower lip and sucked on your tongue, teasing you as you unbuttoned his shirt. Your hands were shaking and it was hard for you to concentrate on your task, but you managed and stripped it off his shoulders.

You let your hands run from his shoulders all the way down to his pelvis until you had his rock hard cocks in a tight grip. Law sharply hissed as your hands touched his cock. You dropped down to your knees to lick his cock and taste the precum on his tip. Your tongue gave kitten licks to his tip and you felt how tense Law was. You wanted nothing more than to have him inside you at this point, but the urge to tease him and maybe even make him beg was bigger. So you took his member all the way to the back of your throat and hummed. The vibrations of that sound sent shivers through Law and a gasp escaped his lips. That was your favorite sound. You let your tongue swirl around his cock before releasing it from your mouth with a pop, a string of saliva still connecting your lips and his tip. As you looked up at Law through half-lidded eyes, you were sure he was close to the edge. There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, his hair was disheveled and his lips were parted. He was panting a little. You pulled his jeans and underwear all the way down and he stepped out of them as you stood up. Your eyes never left his as you walked over to his desk and bent over it, your legs slightly apart.

“Take me.” You whispered.

Law growled and slowly approached you, his gaze fixed on your soaked panties that still covered your slit. One of his hands slowly traced down your spine and when he reached your ass, he tore those panties apart.

“Law!” You gasped as you heard the fabric give way. You couldn’t deny that his actions were turning you on and at least those weren’t your favorite panties.

“You’ve had that coming.” He growled and your cunt throbbed as you heard his deep, seductive voice next to your ear. His finger trailed from your clit to your cunt. “So wet already...” He purred just before his finger dived right into you cunt. You moaned as his finger slipped inside and his lips were on your neck, ravishing your sensitive spot with licks and kisses. Pleasure surged through your body and your cunt sucked in his finger deeper. He fingered you slowly and soon inserted a second finger. Your moans and the squelching sounds of your wet cunt filled the room. As he curled his fingers inside you, he grazed your sweet spot.

“Ahh! Law!” You moaned, eager to come on his fingers as you thrust your hips into him. He noticed and an almost evil chuckle echoed in his throat as he withdrew his fingers and you moaned in frustration.

“Tell me, is this like your dream?” Law teased, sucking on the sweet spot of your neck.

“Ah! Almost…” you managed to say.

“Almost?” He licked over the hickey he had just given you. “What’s missing? Tell me.”

“I...” You hesitated, but Law was impatient and pinched your clit. “Tell me.”

You squeaked and your cunt clenched on the emptiness inside you. “Ah, fuck! In my dream you fucked me mercilessly as I was bent over your desk.” You said frustrated.

“Thank you. Now I’ll make your dreams come true…” He whispered seductively into your ear and before you could react, he had drilled his cock deep into your needy hole until he bottomed out.

You moaned loudly as his tip kissed your cervix. He gave you no time to adjust to his length and thrusted into you in a relentless pace. It was too much. The way your nipples grazed the wooden desk, your moans and his groans that filled the room and the way his balls hit your clit with each thrust made feel dizzy. You were a moaning, drooling mess on his cock, just like in your dream, and you loved it. You grabbed the edges of the table for support as Law slapped your ass playfully. He tried to last as long as he could, but he knew you were both on the edge already.

He pulled out, earning a frustrated groan from you, before he lifted one of your knees onto his desk and rammed his cock back into your tight pussy. The new angle ensured that his cock hits your sweet spot with every thrust. You felt the knot in your stomach tighten faster than before and squeaked as he pinched your clit once again before he nibbled on your neck. His groans were now as loud as your moans and your body began to shake slightly. Law noticed and straightened his back. He was fucking your cunt mercilessly and abused your sweet spot, while circling your clit with one hand.

“Law!” You screamed his name.

Your knot snapped and you came on his cock. Every nerve was on fire and your pussy clenched around him, your body shaking. Law did not back off, though his thrusts became sloppier. The way you clawed into his desk and your walls tightened around him as you climaxed fuel his ego and was a sight to see and feel, but it was your sweet moans and screams that pushed Law over the edge, too. He bit your neck as he buried his cock deep inside you and filled your cunt with his cum. You screamed at the pain and pleasure of the bite. Ecstasy flooded both your systems and your rode out your high together, until he collapsed on you and you enjoyed your post orgasmic daze. The both of you were panting and after a moment you felt Law’s softened cock slip out of you and your mixed juices flow down your thighs. Before he pushed himself off you, Law pressed another kiss on your back.

Law took you into the shower and cleaned you both with gentle movements. Even though you were exhausted and wanted nothing more than get some sleep, you loved the way he caressed and worshipped your body during the aftercare. He picked you up, carried your now clean body to his bed, and carefully laid you down before slipping under the covers with you. You turned to face him and snuggled into him as his arm wrapped around you and your head rested on his chest.

He had a satisfied smirk on his lips as he looked down at you. “Was it like your dream? Did I live up to your expectations?”

I slapped his side playfully and chuckled.

“Hey!” Law complained, but also chuckled.

“It was way better than my dream.” I smiled lovingly at him and kissed his chest. “I love you, Law.”

He tightened his grip on you and smiled. “I love you, too.”

Then he turned off the lights and just before you both fell asleep, he quietly added. “Sweet dreams.”

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[onyx-syn]

Cockwarming Headcanons with LA! Buggy and LA! Shanks

Warnings: Smut, some fluff, Female Reader, Flirting, Cockwarming, Some praises, pet names and Unprotected Sex

*Don't steal my writings and claim it as your own*

*18+ Only*

Buggy

🌹Buggy the clown is many things, one such thing is he is a sucker for you. A sucker for your love and touch, always wanting to be the center of attention around you

🌹And boy is he obsessed with the idea of his cock inside of you. Idea? Well, for a while he held back the thought of doing such a thing with you until the time finally came around to it

🌹See, for a while Buggy wasn't exactly comfortable with the physical touch. Not that he didn't want to touch you or be touched, it was more or less his insecurities taking over him

🌹But once he gets comfortable and used to you, oh he is melting for you and your touch at every giving moment

🌹He loves cockwarming you. I feel as he's able to detach his limbs he would be a little naturally cold? Or get easily cold? So, naturally, he nuzzles up to you when you two have time alone or wants you to nuzzle up to him. He loves feeling the heat emitting from your skin against his cold body, and even more so when he Buries his cock deep inside of you

🌹Where he likes to do it at is the fun part. He's both a private and public man. Sometimes he likes to do it in the comforts of your own room, deep in the night as deep as he's in you, only he can hear your sweet little moans of his cock burying deep inside you before you both end up sleeping

🌹Or, be a little sneaky and have you seated in his lap, rolling your hips around in circles, his hands gripping onto your hips keeping you steady, so you don't make the mistake of altering the members at the meeting of your sinful doing (which at that point, some of them have already figured you two were doing something)

🌹He'll leave his cock with you when you're in the mood or when he's gonna be gone for a while. He most definitely has phantom feelings so he can feel your walls greet him from afar. How hot your cunt feels, feeling his cock warm up and become wetter due to you. He's actively melting and mewling for you

🌹The feeling of your walls clenching him is out of this world, however it is difficult for him to restrain himself when he wants to buck his hips hard against your ass and cunt, hearing the sweet slapping sound of skin on skin. His body shutters at even just the thought of your walls around him

🌹His cock is the perfect size, a nice 5-6 inches. It grows half an inch when erected, which may not seem much but ol boy does he show it off. A pretty nice girth he's got going on down there, a nice handle around his length when you stroke him. He has a visible vein on the underline of his cock, which his length curves just a little. His tip starts off as a nice light pink before going to a nice red

🌹His cock is very sensitive with the vein and the underside of his tip. His body shutters when he feels the underline of his cock graze against your squishy walls, moaning as he feels the hotness grace it

- "Fuck", Buggy whispers to himself, a sweat tear drip dripping down the side of his cheek.

A loud moan left his wet lips, which he regretted a little after. He wants to ruin you, but he understands that during that time at night it wouldn't be right with how tired you both are.

The room felt unbearably hot. He could feel his cold skin turn into a molten pot of lava. His length deep inside you, the curls of his happy trail touching your ass and backside. Your naked body glowing in the darkness of the room, lit up by the moonlight shimmering through the windows.

A ravenous shockwave of pleasure rushing through his body as he could feel his body undergo an immense amount of pleasure. From his cock being smothered by your sweet folds and wet cunt, and the way your body so gracefully looked in bed and in his arms.

Your wet walls greeted him so nicely that he couldn't move, the only movement he wanted to give was bucking his hips into you, slow at first before speeding up. Wanting to hear your beautiful voice moan out his name, like the good girl you were to him.

His hands grazed your sides, grasping at your hips, a bit harsh, trying to keep himself composed.

His eyes fluttered to stay open, the pleasure overtaking him as he could feel his body overcome with the sensational feeling. Your body and cunt was like an intoxicating drug to him.

One of the most powerful pirates in The East Blue Sea, naked and trembling in bed with his love, his cock deep inside you wanting to fuck you senselessly. He was under your spell, like a loyal servant for your love and touch.

He brought himself out of his throughts as he hissed, feeling how nicely your walls clenched down on his cock, coating it in your slickness. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, his lips kissing your skin with his nose bumping your shoulder.

He took in your scent, trying to calm himself down. He whimpered a little, bitting onto your skin trying to control his ravenous urges. His body was overheating at your cunt, it felt so good, felt incredible. He wanted- no- needed to fuck you.

His body jolts a bit once he feels your hand move just slightly over his, rubbing your thumbs in circles around his rough yet soft skin. A small giggle leaves your lips before moaning, the tip of his cock hitting your walls, making your thighs tremble from the action.

Buggy shutters when he feels the underline of his cock graze your walls, huffing in your ear as hips start to buck little by little. He's melting in your pussy at this given moment.

You spoke in a slumber tone, barely awake, "Is my good boy that needy?"

You could feel Buggy tighten his grip on your hips, nodding profusely. "Yes... You feel so good baby, so... Nice~" You hear him say. You can tell he wants to do much more than just sleep.

You smile at his words, leaning back just enough into him where you're able to turn your head and kiss his cheeks gently. "That's my good boy, you're doing- ugh- really, good~"

He nuzzles deeper into your neck, pressing more kisses and lightly biting at your skin. "Mmm~" he mummers under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.

"I want you so ... So bad... Fuck, oh fuck. Your- fuck, please, please let me... I want... I want to fuck you... Baby...~" Buggy couldn't handle it anymore, he needed you just as much as you needed him.

You could feel your cunt become wetter at his begging, feeling his words breeze against your neck, sending a hot wave through your body and skin. The moment was intense, and starting to feel hot on both ends.

You shakily grip his hand, bringing it down to your pussy, the cold contact of his hand touching your clit so gracefully was making you moan in absolute pleasure.

"Then- nnn- n-do it, f-fuck me baby~"

He loved it when you spoke to him like this, wanting all your attention on him and him only.

🌹he won't always be this sweet and a good boy to you though, some days he'll be desperately moaning in your ear and telling you how well you're taking him as he deepens himself in you

🌹He does try very hard to be your good boy though. He holds back his urges a lot when it comes to him warming his cock deep in you, whimpering quietly and trembling as he holds you against him. With how your walls clench down in his harden muscle, warming him up like a cookie or wetting him- it's too much for him to handle all at once

🌹 He'll end up begging to fuck you, wanting to pleasure you and make you cum for him and hear you moan his name and his love

🌹Overall, will live and die doing cockwarming with his sweets~

Shanks

🌹Shanks is an adventurous lad. Always off exploring new things and trying out all sorts of activities and tricks. One such new trick he didn't expect to end up liking is cockwarming with you. And now he's an an absolute sucker for cockwarming

🌹Unlike Buggy at first, he loves physical touch and little acts of service to give you or for you to give him. Well, at least before he lost his arm. But even then, it doesn't bother him too much, he still is hesitant on letting you touch his nub at first, so it would take some time for him to get used to

🌹Shanks is also in his prime, he's much more of a laid back type of cockwarmer then always actively trying to find a way to put his length deep into your cunt

🌹He loves to be relaxing either in his captain quarters or just being comfortable in his hammock with you either on top of his, his cock deep inside you as you're doing a chore or simply sleeping ontop of him

🌹Or when he catches you from behind when you're alone, cooking or cleaning. He'll come up from behind slowly, his rough hands gripping your sides softly, whispering in your ear of how beautiful you look right now. His hands roam further down your body and pull down your bottoms, sliding his cock between your folds. He groans when entering each time, still unbelievably stunned at how amazing your cunt feels

🌹But, he'll keep composure for a bit, helping you with the task in hand while bucking his hips little by little, trying to restrain himself but it can be difficult. A lot of the time it'll end up having sex with him on the counter or crate

🌹He almost has no words to describe how the feeling of your walls clenching down on his cock feels. Feeling your warm slickness coat him, every square inch of his large muscle as he rolls his tip around against your walls, bringing your body to shutter in his grasp

🌹he's much more of a private guy then a public guy when it comes to this, not because he doesn't want to do it, show you off, and be risky with you doll. But he doesn't want the other members of his crew or simply strangers, hear your beautiful voice moan his name or see your glorious reaction to his cock entering you. That's for him and you to enjoy

🌹He's length is pretty girthy, more of a shower then a grower to be honest. He's packing a nice 6.5 inches, but the girth is a key word. Has a few visible veins and has an angry red top

🌹 Isn't very sensitive in some spots, however your tongue swirling around his tips over and over again sends a thrilling chill up his spine, a shock wave of pleasure washing over him as he feels your wet his cock

🌹Will try to buck his hips more and more when you cockwarm him, making his tip hit your walls and roll against them, sending a chilling wave of sensational pleasure throughout his body. If you catch him he'll give you a cheeky smile and embrace your lips with his

- You were preparing a meal in the kitchen of the ship, docked at the small island where you and Shanks crew laid low for now. Your ears perked at the footsteps entering into the room, noticing who the pattern belonged to.

A smile covered your cheeks as you felt a pair of rough hands wrap themselves around your fabric of clothing, rubbing your tummy softly before gripping onto your hips.

You felt a pair of lips kiss your ear, sending a small shockwave of euphoria down your spine. A large chest hitting your back as the person behind you spoke.

"Making dinner I see, my love?" Shanks spoke, his raspy voice chuckling.

You nodded in return, leaning back against his chest before kissing his cheek, smiling once more returning back to the task at hand.

"Of course, somebody's gotta feed you hungry dogs"

Shanks shook his head at that, but you can imagine the cheeky smile plastered across his face. You knew he had other intentions than to just help you with dinner, you could feel his rather large groin press against your ass.

His voice deepened, kissing your neck more slower and bitting here and there. "That's so nice my dear~"

You felt a rise of adrenaline rush through your veins, rolling your hips back into his hips. You stopped what you were doing and waited for Shanks to do his bidding upon you. You wanted to feel his cock burden itself in your cunt, feeling your folds become wet at the thought.

Shanks chest rumbled with a groan, his cock sliding through your wet folds as he pulled down the hem of your bottoms and your undergarments just enough to have access to your cunt.

"Dear- oh fuck...~" he whispered under his breath, cursing at the feeling.

The sensational feeling of your walls clenching down on his cock, coating him in your slickness. Shanks closed his eyes as a moan left his lips, feeling his tip touch your walls. He pressed his forehead against the back of your head.

His hands raced back to your hips, almost reaching your back and bending you over the counter to wreck your poor puffy cunt. But, he remained composed, despite the little bucking of his hips against your ass.

His red curly trail touching your backs and ass, tickling you just a bit. The feeling was intense for him, he was a strong man yes but this was something else for him.

Shanks started to buck more, having a nice handle on your hips. He turned his rhythm to the side a bit, shuttering at the feeling of his tip hitting your squishy wet walls, coating him over and over again as he continued.

Little moans left his lips. He squeezed his eyes closed, his lips pressing on your head, giving you small kisses. His cock swelled in your pussy, filling you up with his size just alone.

Your hands gripped the counter of the kitchen table, your thighs trembling. Feeling yourself full and your walls caressed from his cock alone, a low moan and mewl left your wet lips. It was times like this where you wished you weren't busy so your man could fuck you like no tomorrow.

Shanks could feel your body tremble in his touch, sending a chuckle out of him. "Feels good doesn't it my love?~" he asks, watching you nod. "You love it when I fill you up don't you~".

"Shanks~" You breathy let out a whimper, your nails digging into the granite counter.

Shanks leans forward, his hot breath making the hair on your neck stick up and sending a wave to your pussy. "Yes my love?~"

His words and voice made you feel so many things, all of which sinful and deeply inappropriate for such an open space. You shakily moved your hands, cutting the vegetables slowly as you tried to calm yourself down.

"I ... I-i want to try and finish, d-dinner... So i-if you don't plan on helping, we might as well stop or we'll end up r-ruining dinner" you mentioned to him, slowly gaining control of the situation.

"ruin it? Oh darling, dinner has barely started" He restated, chuckling a little. "especially when I'm looking at the dessert right in front of-"

"S-Shanks!" You cut him off, your face heating up from his comments and words about your intimate moment.

You feel him stop bucking his hips, his hands lessening it's grip on your hips before reaching the counter, holding up some vegetables and a knife. "Alright alright, I'll help you, but the real dinner for us will begin after this~" he whispered in your ear, now letting his cock settling itself in you, warming up for laters activities.

Dear god, good luck for you.

🌹It's moments like this between you two that he loves, both having fun while being romantic, his love for you never going away no matter what

🌹 he'll lazily rock his hips into yours occasionally, letting a cheeky smile cover his face trying to get away with the actions of his teasing on you. It brings excitement to the man and his adoration for you

🌹He's a sucker for cockwarming, no doubt

[onepiece-fluffcanons]

Hi!! Can u do a luffy x a protective reader? Like reader won’t let nami hit him on the head and will block strong attacks that come his way. Just thought this idea was cute :)

Oh heck yeah, that would be pretty cute! :3

*You tend to be rather protective of Luffy, and no one really knows why

*at first it started out with you protecting him from Nami hitting him on the head when he’s done something wrong/stupid

*and now it’s to the point where you will block strong attacks coming his way

*Luffy usually doesn’t mind you being protective of him, but when it puts you in danger, then that’s when he worries

*you are fully aware of the fact that he can protect himself, but you just don’t want to see him hurt

*when you block strong attacks from hitting him, he has to pull you away from them, usually by pulling you close to his chest and either turning away to where he gets hit or moving away from the attack if possible

*he may or may not say anything about it, but only because he’s worried that you’ll end up hurt and he doesn’t want that

[reds-fluff-extravaganza]

Sanji x reader

I just wanted some soft and sweet Sanji, sorry if he seems ooc

It was no secret that you had fallen for Sanji, as all the rest of the crew, except for Sanji himself, were aware of your feelings, even Luffy knew, which you didn’t think was possible. Nami has attempted to help you confess to him on multiple occasions, but backfired, which only left you blushing like a madman, so you decided to just take matters into your own hands!

Once you had gotten word of the next island you were going to stop at, you decided to do some digging. You had found out that the next island, Dragonfish Isle, was a small and quiet island, but according to the different maps and other sources you had seen, it was also known for having romantic areas. Which was actually perfect because you had planned to confess to Sanji while you were there.

“We’re almost there, Y/n. There’s no need to worry too much about your little ‘date’ with Sanji.” You were brought out from your thoughts as you felt a hand on your shoulder and a familiar voice spoke up.

“I know, Nami, but I can’t help it.”

“You’ll be fine, I promise. Besides, you know how he is when it comes to you.” She was right. When you first joined the Straw Hat crew, Sanji gave you pretty special attention and treatment, like he did with Nami and Robin, but it seemed he gave you more attention than he did with them.

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” You rubbed the back of your head.

“So what exactly did you have in mind?” Nami asked, looking at the island map in front of you, along with the pen and blank paper in your hands.

“I’m not entirely sure yet, I would have to scope out the island first, see what all is there.”

“Yeah, I suppose that would be helpful.”

“How much further do we have until we get there anyway?”

“Well.. not much further now.”

“Alright, thank you, Nami.” You stood up and went outside. You decide to head into the kitchen to check on Sanji. He looked over as you walked in, smiling as he noticed it was you.

“Ah, Y/n!” He went over to you, “did you need something?”

“Yeah, actually, I wanted to ask you something.”

“You can ask me anything, you know that.”

“Well.. I was wondering if you would like… to go out this evening? With me..?” Sanji had to take a moment to process your words. Were you… asking him out? No this couldn’t be, but he did want to spend more time with you. He didn’t really care what you were planning on doing or where you planned on taking him, just as long as he could spend time together with you.

“I would love to, Y/n.”

“Really? That’s great!” You looked a little relieved by this. Now to actually… figure out where you’re going to take him, before you heard several voices calling out to you to come outside and help.

“Oh, we must be here.” You and Sanji went out to help dock the ship, which didn’t take very long either everyone’s help. Once the ship was docked, you stepped onto the dock, along with Nami, Robin, and Sanji, but they weren’t going along with you, they were going their own ways for the time being.

“Alright, I’ll see you guys later!” You gave the rest of the crew a quick wave and made your way into town, to scope out the island and see where you wanted to go for you and Sanji’s date. You had even asked around for some ideas from the locals, some of which were pretty helpful. You found a beautiful spot that was a little far off, but that’s would mean no one would bother you. There were cliffs that oversaw the ocean, as well as a perfect view of the sky above!

“I should make my way back now, I think I’ve found the perfect spot.” And with that, you made your way back to the ship, to get ready for your upcoming date this evening.

Over the course of the afternoon, you were a little nervous about the outcome of this date, but you were a little excited. You were currently getting ready, changing from your usual outfit to a nice dress/dress shirt and pants/etc. to match up with how nicely Sanji was usually dressed. You heard a knock on the door to your quarters and a voice call out to you,

“Are you ready to go, Y/n?” You went over to the door and opened it to reveal Sanji on the other side. You could’ve sworn you saw a blush on his face when he saw you.

“Yes, I’m ready to go.” You smiled softly as the two of you soon walked off the ship.

“So where exactly are we going, Y/n?”

“You’ll see.” Was the only thing you responded with as you walked into town. With the sun setting, the town was starting to light up with different kinds of fairy lights, lamps and lanterns, and a few other lights that just made the town look so beautiful and a little romantic.

“This is absolutely stunning, Y/n.”

“Isn’t it?” You reached over and took his hand into your own, which caught him a bit off guard, but he held your hand in return, entwining your fingers together.

“While this is beautiful, this isn’t where I planned on taking you.”

“Oh? What did you have in mind?”

“Come on, we’re almost there! I know it’s a little far from the town, but I’m sure you’ll like it!” You gave his hand a light tug as you walked a little faster. Sanji took the hint and followed after you, picking up his pace. After a few more minutes of walking, you finally made it to the cliff side you had found out about earlier.

“Is this it?”

“Yeah! It has the perfect view of the ocean and the sky above us!” You looked back at him, a bright smile on your face.

“It is pretty, I’ll give it that.” He walked up and stood beside you, looking out in the distance, a faint smile on his face.

“And look.” You looked up, and so did Sanji, seeing that the sun had now set, and the stars were now out and shining. He looked back at you, taking in your appearance in the moonlight. You were absolutely stunning to him, and he was very happy to be here in this moment with you.

It was in that moment that you heard some soft music in the background, with no idea where it was coming from. You could only imagine it was coming from the town, but it definitely helped set the mood. Sanji then took your hand back in his once more, lightly pulling you close to him as he placed his hand on your hip. You looked at him, placing your hands on his shoulders before you slowly danced to the soft music.

“You know… this wasn’t a part of what I had in mind, but I’m glad it worked out.”

“So am I, my dear.” You had a soft smile on your face as you looked at him. It was just you and him now. You had to tell him.

“Sanji?”

“Hmm?” He hummed in response, looking at you.

“There’s something I need to tell you.”

“You can tell me anything, Y/n, you know that.”

“I know, but it’s important.” He gives you a look of ‘go on, tell me,’ as you take a breath, taking a moment to think of what you wanted to say to him.

“You see… ever since I joined the crew, I have had gained feelings for you. Despite the fact you were, or rather are… very flirty at times, you’re very sweet, and you care about me. And I just wanted to say… I love you, Sanji.” Sanji had to take a moment to process your words. You loved him?

“Y/n, I love you too, and… I’m glad the feelings are mutual.” Sanji had a lot more words he wanted to say, but he just couldn’t say them in this moment. For now, he just wanted to spend this moment with you as he leaned down and gave you a light and sweet kiss, which you happily reciprocated. You pulled away after a few moments before he rests his forehead against yours, staring into your (e/c) eyes, and you in his. You could just see the love in his eyes, how much he loved you, and it made your heart happy to see it.

“Do you think the others will be surprised to see us together?”

“Maybe, but who cares? We have each other and that’s all that matters now.”

“That is true.” You smiled softly. You knew you would have to go back to the others eventually, but for now, you were just happy to be in this moment together, in the moonlight.

[zoros-bandana]

y/n gets turned into a child by someone’s devil fruit power and zoro takes care of her

Childs Play

(SFW)

Warning: protective Zoro, yelling, mention of fighting, mention of swords, mention of poison and medicine, mention of being hurt

Summary: After being attacked by the Ko Ko no Mi and turned into a child, Zoro refused to let you out of his sight until you turned back. Losing his way back to the ship his day only grew worse, tackling numerous setbacks as he fought to return you to your friends; desperate to turn you back.

Word Count: 3,400

Zoro knew splitting up was a bad idea.

From the moment the crew had landed on the island he had a strange feeling, instantly sinking his stomach. It was if someone was watching him, and although he remained senseless around the rest of the crew, he grew paranoid something were to happen to you.

His protests were ignored as the crew decided to split, losing you to a gathering including the navigator and sniper; heightening his fears more. Luffy encouraged him that you were strong and would be okay, distracting Zoro with concerns for his clueless captain as they trailed through the island.

Once the crew had reunited at the designated spot perched on the other side of the island, Zoro's fears resurfaced. His group was the last to arrive - due to his own useless sense of direction and Luffy's lack of attention - everybody unusually quiet upon their return. There were no half-ass remarks about their lateness, no stab at his sense of direction, not even a smirk from Sanji.

Something was wrong.

Darting his eye around, Zoro noted everyone was here, all except for you. Your group bunched together, and despite your height difference, he could spot you easily within a busy crowd.

His heart dropped.

"Where's (Y/n)?" Zoro questions, his fears rising. His voice cracked as he spoke, clearly distressed upon his missing partner.

The crew you were assigned to looked at each other, sheepishly avoiding responding; knowing how protective he was over you. It was obvious to the crew how much he cared for you, giving into the constant teasing as soon as you confidently reciprocated his feelings.

"Well..." Nami finally spoke, looking behind her. "She's here"

Everybody's eyes darted to Nami, watching as she lead through a small child from behind her, hanging onto her leg. The small child resembled all you same features, carrying the same style and hair down to the miniature weapon attached to your hip. Slowly you lifted your head up, flashing your large bright eyes up to Zoro, almost pleading for him to help.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" Zoro moved quickly towards Nami, meeting you as you held your arms out, letting him scoop you into his chest. He carefully tucked you into the open flap of his robe, holding you close as if to shield you from his own anger.

"We got attacked by a group of pirates. Y/n was stuck against someone with the Ko Ko no Mi, and he turned her into a child" Robin kept her voice poised, wishing to diffuse Zoro's rage.

"Well why didn't you get him to turn her back?"

"They fled the island before we had the chance"

Zoro sighed, darting his eye down to look at you, quickly checking over that you were okay. You had remained silent since he saw you, pressed tightly to the bodies of people who cared for you, feeling almost helpless of your small state. Although suffocated in the fabric of Zoro's robe you remained unharmed, not even a scratch resting upon your skin.

This time Zoro stood his ground, his paranoia had left you affected and he wouldn't let it happen to you again. He didn't care who listened to him, he needed to reverse what had happened to you, even if it meant doing it alone.

"Do you think you can turn her back?" Zoro looked down towards Chopper, having faith in the young doctors abilities.

Chopper thought for a moment, doubting his own skills. It would be a challenge, to reverse a devil fruit curse, however, the doctor was up for it; knowing it would help his friend.

"I'll do my best, Zoro!"

"That's my boy"

Dismissing the original plan, the crew headed back towards the ship, prioritising your health. As the island deemed quiet, a unanimous decision was made that exploring the island could wait until you were back to normal; or better yet find the pirate who attacked you. Zoro situated huddled in the middle of the crew, guarding you close to his body, your head resting against his chest. Every now and then you would make small squeaks, alerting him to look down, checking on you. He would meet your gaze, much wider and softer than when you were your regular age, eyes brimming with almost iridescent tears as if you were in a constant stage of worry.

Leaning down, Zoro swiftly pressed his lips to the top of your head, more comfort than romance, reassuring you that you were safe with him. As he looked up he stopped, halted by the sudden disappearance of the crew; having only seen them moments before. He looked around, checking every direction he could to search for any sign of his friends, listening out for their voices.

"Zoro?" you muffled, voice cracking in fear. You voice had heightened in pitch, making it seem almost deafening, as if you were straining your voice to be heard. "I'm scared"

Zoro grunted, his hand coming up to shield you, sliding you deeper under his robe. "It's alright, Y/n, nothing is going to happen to you"

"You promise?"

"Yeah, I promise"

Holding his other hand over his swords, Zoro decided to move, pressing on through the thick shrubs in hope to find someone from the crew. He called out various names, alternating through the crew, purposely leaving out Sanji due to bitter intent. When he was met with silence he gave up, swapping directions to trudge slowly up a steep hill.

It stood overly wide, however the incline provided a challenge, a slippery wet loosening his grip to climb. Huffing harder, Zoro dug his heels in firm, trudging on despite the obvious struggles. From his perspective, the top of the hill looked promising, proving a clear source of light to look down upon the island; hoping to make the whereabouts of the ship more noticeable.

As he eventually reached the top, Zoro noted a thick fog that wasn't there before. It circled around him quickly, hazing in deep purple and blue, stretching around as to push him to retreat back down where he came from. Deciding to push on he took a few steps into the fog, understanding the danger if he were to slip with you attached to him.

His movements were groggy, as if wading through water, slowing down the more he reached the apex of purple; unable to see. You coughed heavily, taking in the laced air, spluttering at the bitter taste. As Zoro inhaled he could feel his body begin to shut down, blackening out as if the fog held some kind of poisonous properties.

Swearing under his breath, Zoro tried to move, wishing to escape and get you to freedom, your body already growing limp in his chest. He didn't care what direction he faced, he needed to get you to freedom, even if it meant back down the hill.

His movements grew sluggish, slowing him to a holt, the fog clinging to his body in a tight pull. It weaved through his legs, sticking against him to weight him down, noticeably thickening as it made contact.

One hand continued to hold you against his chest, keeping hidden, delusional that it would shield you against the fog, but he had to try. His other loosened his sword, quickly pulling it into action, the coagulation thickening the longer he stayed still. In smooth motions he chopped around his legs, slicing through the thick purple clumps, careful not to range you in his swing.

As he attacked, the fog began to disperse, thinning into a light and pliable ribbon, dazzling in iridescent tones. It moved along the now visible grass, weaving like a snake on the run, frightened by his impressive techniques. The rest of the fog followed, leaving him gasping for deep breaths, relieved his senses were returning. Caught in his overwhelming breaths, Zoro dropped onto his knees, bending forward to cuddle you, listening out for any disturbance in your body.

Zoro's sword dropped next to his side, half hidden through the strands of grass, his care shifting back to you, his surroundings clear. He was unsure how this happened, viewing the island for hours in a quiet and peaceful light, the sudden attack seeming alien to the island he thought he knew.

In gentle pats, he tapped against your back, half-remembering Chopper's care upon a choking crewmate; actions softer due to your vulnerable build. You let out a hearty cough against his chest, relieving Zoro as he sat up, easing his tight hold against your frame. His eye was quick to look around, assessing his next move, noting a clear in his surroundings promising him what he previously believed.

Situated through a winding road, covered by a small village, sat the Thousand Sunny, the masts clear and calling to Zoro with inviting intent. He chucked a small smile, proud of his defeat, feeling less hopeless than before. Dismissing to anyone who wasn't you, he would argue his sense of directions were strong, however, having you here relying on him to guide you he held some uncertainty in that statement. The ship was now in plain sight, all Zoro had to do was push on and follow the sails.

Not without some help, however.

"Oi" Zoro outstretched his arm, pointing to the sails. "You see that out there?"

Your head turned, focusing on the ship you recognised well. It deemed bigger now you had shrunk, an advantage to you Zoro was sure of.

"Keep an eye on it for me, alright? I need you to guide us back there safely"

Agreeing with a small squeak, you repositioned to face out, adjusting your back against Zoro's chest. His hand stayed over you, keeping you pinned against him, proud of your continued determination to find your friends.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zoro noticed a strange figure lunging beside him, hurling towards him at outstanding speeds. In an instant Zoro reached for his swords, forgetting about the one lost through the grass, shielding you both in a cross of clattered metal.

There stood a moment of harsh clatter, echoing through your ears, almost deafening. As they collided, Zoro's hand came away, letting an unbalance tip you forward.

You hit the grass with a small yelp, rolling down the other side of the hill before Zoro had a chance to stop you; quickly falling out of his sight. Torn between following you and defending himself, Zoro struggled to keep focus, slipping against the wielded sword that would usually be split by his full attention.

The figure holding the sword revealed to be a man, no larger than Zoro's arm, fluttering in mid-air. Behind stood a pair of deep black wings, curling as they hummed with every flick, motioning a small gust of wind. As he opened his mouth, a blood curdling scream shot through the air, Zoro's ears popping at the sound. He had never come across someone so perplexing, unsure if this person was a figment of his imagination; twisted from the lack of air left from the fog.

Understanding he didn't have time to think it over, Zoro forced himself to pull whatever energy he had into this fight, willing to forget about your safety for a moment.

Clattering their blades with a steady rhythm, each reciprocated each others drawn attacks, matching one another perfectly. The man continued to dance around Zoro's head, spinning with grace and precision dodging each strike as neatly as Zoro did with him. They continued their dance for mere minutes, Zoro growing agitated at the passing time, knowing he needed to get to you quickly.

Switching his attention to the blade in his left hand, Zoro allowed the one in his right to curl around, swiping at the man's feet. The man forced another scream, dodging the attack as he moved to the left, striking back at Zoro with the same enthusiasm.

In the split second the man counteracted his attack, Zoro was preparing his next move, allowing a more predictable wave to fool the unsuspecting man. He had run this attack many times before, luring the man in for his upcoming sword style, itching to use it against someone as agile as him.

"Nana-Juu-Ni Pound Ho; 72 Pound Cannon!"

Landing on his feet, Zoro's eye caught his fallen sword, ignoring the sound of the man's body crashing to the ground. He didn't have the time nor the empathy to check the man's status, fleeing the scene his only chance and returning to you.

In one quick move he yanked back his sword, placing it steady into the holder, his body in a rush to follow in the direction you rolled.

Running down the hill, Zoro struggled to keep up, tripping over himself as he called out your name, unwilling to give up until he saw you. Fed up with the brutal antics of this island, a blistering heat burned his ears, ready to take you home. He was tired, ultimately exhausted by the building stress through the day, unsure why this once quiet island had turned against him now. He had lost you once, ending in a disaster, and he would be damned to let it happen again.

He couldn't lose you again.

"Y/N!" Zoro screamed, looking around desperately as he reached the base of the hill. Everything seemed like a blur, mixing into a wash of colour that stretched beyond the horizon. Everything seemed too much, too loud, his breathing so rapid he could feel his chest cave with each crack of his ribs.

"Zoro!"

Turning towards the sweet voice, Zoro tumbled into the grass, crawling until he met you; pulling you towards him in one tight move. His hands shook as he held you, deeply sorry for lowering his guard and putting you in danger. He couldn't imagine what he would do if he couldn't find you, see you, returning back to the ship with his tail between his legs desperate for assistance to find you.

His eye curled at the sight of your face, noting the specks of dirt and the tangle in your hair, down to the long scratch that dawned across your cheekbone, mimicking that of your captain.

He had caused this.

"I'm so sorry..." Zoro trailed off, positioning you back into his robe "I promise I'll get you back to the ship now, okay? Just stay tucked away and I'll do everything else. I'm sorry I let this happen"

Deciding to move on his promise, Zoro quickly returned to his feet, forgetting about the earlier agreement between you both. You looked over your shoulder, pointing towards a patch of blue dotted between tall pine trees, unusually sparse for this time of year. You didn't wish to let his regret linger over you both, nor did you wish to sit by after feeling Zoro be so deflated. "There".

Zoro followed your finger, nodding as he trusted your instincts more than his own, taking off towards the town that clouded the ship. He was quick to move, wishing to avoid lingering, feeling as if he had wasted enough time. He refused to part his eye off the sail, latching onto it, despite his clumsy attempt to wade to safety.

Taking in a deep breath, Zoro felt relieved stepping foot through the town, ignoring the blatant stares as he moved through the crowds of people. He knew it was an odd sight compared to the quiet life the townspeople were used to, a strange face shifting opposite the grain of people. He could sense their judgement as he picked up his pace, practically running through the street to get to the dock, relying on you to keep him concentrated.

You continued to point in the direction of the sail, knowing as soon as you were to stop Zoro would lose his sense of direction. You could sense his worry, however tried to remain calm, knowing the ship was gaining closer and soon you would be able to return to your usual size.

The familiar large black flag danced overhead, drawing you both in like a song. The sturdy lion-like figurehead a clear motive of who you were and what you aspired for with your friends. Everything was perfect and grand, just the way you remember it to be.

You were finally back.

You had arrived at The Thousand Sunny.

"Oi!" Zoro called, racing faster to the side of the ship, straining his voice up to whoever was on board. It was silent for mere moments, sinking his relief, unsure if there truely was anybody on board after all.

A shrill squeak of Chopper's voice muffled above him, stopping Zoro, unsure whether he was imagining the doctors words. As your head moved towards the sound, Zoro realised the additional presence, calling out once more to guide him.

A bold figure of Nami stood beside Chopper, screaming at Zoro for becoming lost; stating he only had one job. However, Zoro ignored her words, proudly hoisting you against his side, wrapped against his bicep. Jumping up he scaled the side of the ship, letting his impressive muscles guide his way with one hand.

"I did it!" Chopper beamed, waving his arms around to gain his attention. There was an undoubtably proud smile etched across his face, amazed at his own talent to brew such a mixture, following the book to precise instructions. Zoro returned the smile, the confidence in his voice encouraging you both to move faster.

"I didn’t think it could be done; finding an antidote for a devil fruit curse but here it is! I did it, Zoro!"

Landing firm on the deck, Zoro let you go, wriggling free out of his arms, watching as you met Chopper with an excited squeal. Your feet threatened to cave under you, speeding towards the young doctor with a rush of adrenalin, bursting to return back to how you were before. "Y/n, you'll be back to your normal size in no time at all"

Snatching the tall vial from his grip, you quickly sloshed down the thin blue liquid, underlying with a refreshing minty taste. You trusted your friend without a doubt, giving no rise into his outstanding care in the past; all the more reason to take the antidote.

Feeling the liquid run down your throat caused a slight burn, spreading through your body. In a moment of shock you dropped the vial, stepping away as your body creaked under your skin, building an uncomfortable climax.

Chopper called out to you, stepping forward as you finally collapsed, crying out as one-by-one your bones stretched out, familiarising back to your normal body. The sensation was more shocking than painful, unable to distinguish where in the body would be next; and how much longer it would last. Caught up in the motions you shut your eyes tight, wishing for the burn to fade soon. You were unable to distinguish Chopper's voice anymore - nor Zoro or Nami - spiralling into a web of darkness.

After one final brutal snap, your body eased, like a flicker of light shocking your body. A relived sigh delighting your voice, no longer high pitched or whining, deeper than you remembered it to be. You were panting heavily, the rush exhausting your body as you struggled to get up; feeling the presence of your friends still around you, much closer than before. A slight flutter opened your eyes up to the addition of more than just Zoro and Nami; your scream alerting the rest of the crew of your whereabouts. However, drawn towards him in the usual divine way, Zoro caught your attention.

Your eyes met up at Zoro as he squatted down in front of you, his hand coming up to your cheek. His touch was careful and warm, brushing your jaw with a slight squeeze of satisfaction seeing you the way he loved; just as you were. Behind his eye he was exhausted, a hard day defending you clearly taking the toll on his emotions, unsure how the day would plan out. But for now he was relieved to see you, feel you rest in the palm of his hand, knowing that he did all he could to protect you; and nobody would ever be able to come between you both.

"Welcome back, beautiful"