#one piece zoro

[zosan-secondchances]

The Pirate King of the North

Main Themes: Villain Sanji, Alternate Universe, Zosan Ship

AU where Straw Hat Pirates meet old Sanji from a reality where Reiju didn't have emotions.

Warning: Long post ahead and some One Piece spoilers

Young Zoro hates the fucker but those scars and piercings are doing a number to his soul.

Old Sanji's story goes like this:

He didn't experience compassion from anyone else aside from his mother, who--you know what happened.

Judge kept him locked away until he was 13. He had him released when he was deemed too broken to do anything, and he was apparently a waste of space. As far as the world was concerned, he was already dead. He gets left behind at some random pirate town in the North.

His swirly brows were recognized by the pirates who took him in--only for him to be enslaved because people would pay a lot to have their way with royalty.

He picked up some skills from the other slaves and became cunning af--because he had to be.

At 17 he started a revolt against the slaver pirates, effectively taking over as their new pirate captain.

He became the feared "Mr. Prince" and his words are as sharp as his bite.

He's underweight because he doesn't give two shits about good food.

"The All Blue? It's nothing but an old fishwive's tale," he says.

He used his cunning mind and new pirate crew to hunt down and kill his own father from the shadows.

He enslaved his own siblings and becomes the new ruler of Germa Kingdom. Over the years, he used them for warfare and expanded the territory of the North.

His heart is a bottomless pit for power and control.

He had a fling or two or several with is closely allied with Doflamingo because god damn they're both mad like that. The alliance eventually lead to direct connections with Celestial Dragons.

Sanji gains more power and becomes the notorious "Pirate King of the North"

Meanwhile at the other side of the world, Luffy didn't make it as far as he could have without a good cook.

Luffy would have recruited one from Baratie but the restaurant was absolutely destroyed before the smaller Straw Hat crew could make a difference. Some of the staff didn't make it.

Zoro left the crew when it fell apart at some point.

Due to Zoro's reputation and bounty that he had occurred during his limited time with Luffy, he was offered a position as a Warlord, ultimately taking over the late Jinbe's old role. He accepted and served for several years before he was assigned a job that he didn't know would be the most challenging one yet.

The Celestial Dragons didn't like the fact that Sanji had started to have more worldly control over their own, so Zoro was quietly assigned to hunt down the great Pirate King of the North. Zoro accepted because he felt that he needed more experience before he could take on Mihawk again.

Zoro quickly realised that this mission is not a walk in the park.

Sanji loves toying with the Demon Warlord so he insists on taking him on by himself.

It becomes an endless game of cat and mouse. Sometimes Sanji chases and sometimes he runs, sometimes he wins and sometimes he loses.

They're at each others' throats everywhere in the world. Any person, city or being of any kind that gets in the way usually gets torn apart in the chaos. The hunt goes on for a lifetime. They're currently in their 50's.

Zoro severs Sanji's left arm during one huge fight.

Because of this, Sanji relentlessly tries to get Zoro to marry him to use him in so many ways he can think of--both as an asset and under the sheets--oh the things that he wants the swordsman to do and beg for.

Sanji likes to refer to the tiniest scar on his lip as "Zoro's love bite"

He was about to get a nice fresh one on his chest when some fuckers teleported him away.

Hearing old Sanji's backstory was a bit much. It was young Zoro's turn to have a nosebleed that day.

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Oh yes I had fun drawing old silver fox, damaged Sanji. I wish I have the time to colour it up. I've also been very much into reading AU stories, especially soul brand ones. Keep them coming, you beautiful people.

Edit: Woo! I finally decided to make my own AO3 account. It's about time. Link here for the story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60686077

[zepart-st3r]

Zosan zosaning

[butch-zoro]

Literally me btw, if you even care 😢 I miss my green hair so bad, need to go back.

The life of dyeing your hair at home

Aka i think its cute when they make zoro dye his hair in modern aus

[clare-875]

Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, (even Jinbe or Chopper or Usopp whichever one you would prefer?) Comforts reader who was having a panic attack (like is remembering a dark childhood past or a past toxic relationship or something?) they hug her or hold her hand and telling her that everything would be alright.

We all could use a little comfort in our lives? 🥺

Dark Times (Luffy, Sanji, Zoro)

Pairings: Luffy x Reader; Sanji x Reader; Zoro x Reader Warnings: Toxic/Abusive Relationships, Abusive Childhood, Panic Attack, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Female Reader Notes: I hope this is what you had in mind <3 [One Piece Masterlist]

- Luffy - - -

(TW: Abusive Ex-Boyfriend)

You and your crew had finally arrived on a new island and were instantly excited about the prospect of being on solid ground. You had been wandering around with Luffy, who was enraptured in the markets that filled the streets. You could see some of your crewmates in the distance. Sanji bought from food vendors and fell at women's feet, Nami and Robin looked at clothes, and Zoro wondered in the wrong direction; the usual. You let the smile on your face linger, this crew meant everything to you.

"[y/n]!!"

Your gaze turns to your Captain and boyfriend who meets your eyes with a wide grin. He's holding an abundance of foods that you hoped he took the liberty to buy. "Come on, we have to try everything!" A laugh bubbles up within you as you watch him point to another food vendor, beckoning you to join him. His gaze goes from yours to the food, as he sprints a short distance away, and you shake your head going to follow him. However, lost in your thoughts you hadn't been paying attention to where you were walking and coincidentally bumped into a man who hadn't been paying attention either.

You instantly topple, losing your balance but are saved by the steady hands of the person you bumped into. You are about to apologise, but strange dread seeps in as a familiar scent fills your senses.

"Hey, sorry I didn't see you there-"

You hear the man speak, but your hands start to tremble, and suddenly his hands on your forearms feel like fire on your skin. Stop, it isn't him, you're safe. Your mind frantically tries to settle and ground itself, but your lungs contract and your heart beats faster. You gaze upwards meeting eyes with the stranger who now looks at your clear distress in concern.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He lets you go and you feel slightly lighter, but the scent of his collongue still remains and you know nothing can stop the dread. "I-" Your throat tightens, sweat lingering on your skin. Suddenly everything sounds muffled and your vision distorts. You faintly remember pulling away from the confused man, twisting through the many stalls surrounding you. You faintly remember the shapeless voices of people who look at you in confusion, pulling away from worried eyes.

It's all too much. Your breathing harshens.

When you break free of the markets, you slide down a wall of a building, the distant voices of crowding people lost in panic. You can't breathe. All you can think about is him; your ex. He who bought you years of torture. He who hit and cursed and berated you. He who made you feel worthless and terrified of even the dream of leaving. Your hands tremble as you make yourself smaller to keep out his distant words or the remembrance of his harsh touch.

You know that the man who bumped into you bore no resemblance to him, but the familiar scent ignited terror in your system. It was a life you left long ago, but it feels like your past has crept up onto you so suddenly that you were paralysed in trepidation. Hot tears now cascade down your cheeks as you try to frantically remember something as simple as taking in oxygen. Breathe. I can't. Breathe. I can't. I can't. I can't-

"[y/n]?!"

What reaches your muffled ears is the distant voice of the man you loved. He looks at your curled-up and panic-stricken state in shock.

"[y/n], what's wrong? What happened?!"

Luffy doesn't understand what is happening. All he sees is his partner, who had disappeared so suddenly, lost in dread and he didn't know why. No words come to him, but his heart rate quickens at the tears that pour down your face, your trembling hands, the tight grip you have on your arms. He is confused and he is angry. Had someone done something? Are you hurt? Luffy could see clearly your distress, but he needed answers; he needed to do something or know that you were okay.

"[y/n]-"

But you can't reply, you can't wretch yourself free from the panic in your system. "Luff-" You gasp out, and it prompts the raven-haired captain to come closer to you, but he hesitates. He feels his own panic because he doesn't know what's going on. He doesn't know how to help you. "I- I'll go get Chopper-" Luffy's words break through to you, and your trembling hands react before he can pull away.

"N- no, Luffy-"

Your words are masked with an unfamiliar undertone that Luffy scarcely hears from you: fear. Luffy watches you clutch onto his shirt tightly, knuckles white as you try to ground yourself. He doesn't know what is happening, but he sees so clearly now that you need him. So, he does what he always does: he follows his instincts.

Warm arms pull you in so that your head is buried into his chest. He holds you tight and you are provided with the rhythm of his lungs that you try to match. Your heart rate slows briefly, as you take in his scent and his being. Luffy only holds you closer.

"It's okay, [y/n]. I'll protect you. You'll always be safe as long as you're with me."

Luffy might not know what had just happened to you, or what caused you to fall into your current state, but his words were somehow all you needed to hear. Hot tears of relief pour from your eyes as you nod into his chest in acknowledgement. He holds you to him until he's sure you're alright once more. He won't pry but he will listen when you need to talk, he will be there with you even if you don't wish to share your darker past. "You're safe."

He was all you could ever need.

- Sanji - - -

(TW: Emotionally/Physically Abusive Childhood)

Laughter brims as you look at the man who looks back at you fondly. You see Sanji's eyes widen at the sight of your smile aimed at him, and instantly the flush on his face deepens. You gently nudge him with your hip, holding out a hand for the plate he had just washed. "What is it?" You ask as you notice Sanji looking at you for quite some time. He turns to you in wonderment as he replies. "You're just too beautiful, love." You feel the heat rise to your cheeks, and your smile impossibly widens.

You wonder how you got so lucky as to call a man such as him your own.

You look away shyly as you dry the dish he passed you, repeating the rhythm you both had going. Sanji washing, you drying. Sanji loved the domesticity of it all, and he adored the smile you now try to hide from him even more. His heart beats faster, but the flirty atmosphere is lost when he hears his Captain calling to him. "Oi, Sanji! We need you out here for a second!" There is urgency in his tone, and so Sanji turns from the dishes and gives you a quick smile.

"I'll be right back."

You nod easily before he disappears beyond the door. You decide to continue as you await his return. You reach for another plate in one hand, a cloth in the other. You hum a tune as you go on, but because of your absent-mindedness, you underestimate the concentration necessary to complete your task. As you put down plates and reach for another, you mistakenly lose your grip on the dish in your hand and it slips from your fingers.

In an instant, it’s like your heart stops in your chest.

Your eyes widen, movements freezing as the sound of glass breaking fills the air. You look down, dumbfounded as you eye the mess you made. No. You start to panic. There is a voice in your head telling you that it would be okay, but there is a greater franticity that prevents you from reason. Your hands start to tremble as the sound of glass hitting the floor still echoes in your mind. It takes you back to a past you feel will always haunt you. It’s okay, he’s not like them. You try to convince yourself to breathe but there is no silence in their voices.

“[y/n]!! You little shit, you can’t do anything right!”

“You’re worthless!!”

“Hopeless!!”

“Get out!!”

No, Sanji wouldn’t.

In your state of pure panic, you can now scarcely breathe, the rhythm of your lungs lost in your terror. Your chest squeezes painfully and you find yourself falling to the floor reaching blindly for the glass that is scattered around. It’s a mistake as you feel a faint sting, knowing you’ve cut yourself. It only makes your panic worsen.

He’ll be back soon… He’ll hate me… He’ll yell at me. I can’t. I can’t. I can’t-

You start to lose yourself in the dread and you can no longer keep up with your rapid heart. Your breath comes in short increments and nausea fills you. Your trembling hands pull your legs close as the painful tightness in your throat worsens at every passing moment. Your thoughts are scattered and twisted in your mind. But the past you thought you moved on from had crept up onto you before you even heard the breaking of the glass.

The faces of your parents.

Of a father who didn't know how to love and so took out his rage on you and your mother. Your mother who saw the source of his hatred as you.

"You're a disgrace."

"This is all your fault!"

"I never wanted you for a daughter!"

You start to gasp out and you start to feel lightheaded from the trauma that now reverberates in your mind. Sanji would come back soon, and you couldn't do anything to clean the mess you made or put a bandage on your bloodied fingers.

What will he say? Will he be angry? Will he shout? Will he see just how worthless I am-

“[y/n]?”

You feel your heart jump harshly, cold sweat rising on your skin as you hear the startled voice of your boyfriend who has returned to the kitchen. Your breathing worsens, and your chest is tight with apprehension. You start to mumble incoherently between short breaths, but you refuse to meet his eyes.

"I- I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it- I’ll fix it-“

Your cries harshen and Sanji's heart clenches against his chest at your state; he knows the feeling.

"L-love, hey, love it's okay. Breathe."

He kneels down in front of you and his eyes widen at the sight of your hands, one of them is still bleeding from when you had tried to pick up the glass in your panic. Your hands still tremble and your lungs still squeeze painfully at the lack of air. You can't hear his words.

"I- I'm sorry. I'm sorry- I'll fix it- I'll be better-"

Sanji feels his own tears well in his eyes as he watches you lost in your mind. He moves before he can help himself. One hand reaches for your hands and he grasps it gently, despite you slightly flinching at the touch. The other hand pushes away hair that has fallen into your tear-stained face, low and hiding from him. His touch is what brings you back; his gentleness. You reach out for his shirt and he takes it as a sign to embrace you.

His hug is warm and comforting and all so familiar. You breathe in his familiar scent and relish the warmth in his skin that allows you to find the rhythm in your breaths once more. You listen to his quietly murmured words like they are all that pull you to the Earth.

"That's it, love. You're safe. You're okay."

As you bury your head deeper into Sanji's chest, he pushes his face into the crook of your neck so you don't see his own tears. How could someone do such a thing to you? The love of his love? The one he swears to protect from everything wrong in the world?

Your breath shudders and long moments pass before you find yourself free of your distraught and able to release your senses to the world again. "Sanji..." Your voice is a murmur but it only makes his heart clench even more. "Thank you." Sanji pulls you closer.

"Of course, love."

- Zoro - - -

(TW: Sexually Abusive, Manipulative Ex-Boyfriend)

You are travelling around the vicinity in search of drinks, not a care in the world. You were getting your boyfriend another bottle from Sanji after he had downed two quicker than you could blink. You smile softly at the thought of him. He was so different from all the men you found yourself with before. Yes, he seemed closed off and distant and quite honestly the last man you would think desired anything in the shape of love, but he had surprised you. Never did you hold even a glimmer of hope that the green-haired swordsman returned your growing feelings, and yet he did. He confessed to you many months ago and the rest was history.

You smile absentmindedly. How did you get so lucky?

Finally shaking free of your thoughts you spot Sanji in the distance, hoarding drinks you know he will willingly give you. You make your way over but are suddenly stopped unexpectedly.

A hand clutches your right arm.

"What-" You stop in surprise at the unfamiliar touch and your eyes travel upwards to the face of a stranger who looks at you in a way that makes you internally shudder. You feel your heart rate quicken, but you force yourself to calm down, glaring at the man in irritation.

"Can I help you?" You ask with a frown, but the stranger doesn't falter. The whole time you feel your chest clench despite your internal thoughts that it would be okay; you were strong, you had dealt with worse. But his reply is what sends you into a sudden spiral.

"You sure can, princess..."

Instantly, your brave facade falters and suddenly, there is untamed panic. Your mind fills with the remembrance of a time you thought you left long ago. You remember his hands, you remember his touch, his stench, his words.

"Come on princess, it'll be quick."

"After all I've done for you, you can't even help me with this princess?"

"Not everything's about you, princess."

You had screamed at him no, you didn't want what he offered you or what he forced you to comply with, and yet he had continued anyway.

His princess; his toy.

No. You wrench free from the man fear twisted on your face and you have no control over your emotions anymore. "N-no!" No no no no no. All you feel is him. You need to get away. Your chest squeezes tightly with the racing of your pulse and oxygen isn't a thing your body can hold anymore. Even the man who had just harassed you looks at you wide-eyed at your reaction but you can't see him. Everything becomes a blur, the very air is suffocating you. You need air. You need safety. You need...

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Zoro had been out of his seat the moment he eyed you in the distance with a man who dared lay hands on your skin. But now as his sharp eyes travel to you - his lifeline, his woman, the strongest person he knew of - crumbling because of this lowlife, he is fuelled with blind rage.

"What did you do?!"

He pushes you behind him, gentle but protective as he eyes the stranger with a wrath that could not be matched. His words are a yell that causes more eyes in your direction, and the shouting and the murmured whispers only make your panic worsen. Your apprehension is too much to bear and you feel the gazes on you like fire on your skin. Whilst Zoro unsheathes a sword you feel yourself shakily sinking to the ground. To your luck and everyone's utter surprise, it is Sanji who spots your obvious distress first and Sanji who gets Zoro to calm enough to see the damage that his brash words cause.

"Oi Marimo!"

He quickly makes his way to the swordsman, eyeing your distress with clear worry. Zoro basically snarls at the cook to get out of the way, but he pauses at his quiet words.

"[y/n]. You need to take [y/n]-san away from here. We'll take care of him. She needs you."

The chef's eyes flicker to your trembling form buried behind Zoro, concern flickering in his irises. Zoro follows the cook's eyes begrudgingly, but his gaze widens at the sight of hot tears running down your cheeks, your chest contracting erratically.

"[y/n]..."

Your eyes are glazed over, and Zoro knows instantly that despite everything, Sanji is right. Zoro turns from an enemy that Sanji all but kicks to oblivion. His hands are gentle as they reach for you but Zoro sees you flinch at the sudden contact. He feels his heart clench harsh against his chest at your reaction. He gently pulls you to your feet and holds you tight against him. He sees your tight grip that holds any fabric of his clothing. Out of the vicinity and into a more private area, he still holds you to him. It takes Zoro aback to see you trembling.

It's heartbreaking.

Finally in the open air, away from the crowds of people that surrounded you before, did you register his warm arms that hold you tightly to him. You hear his heartbeat strong beneath your ear and you try to match the rhythm of his breathing. Your knuckles are white with your grip on his shirt and Zoro doesn't know what else to do but continue holding you until you can breathe again.

"Zoro-"

Your words are barely above a whisper and they rasp in the absence of air just moments before. Zoro can't help but feel the relief that fills his system at seeing your eyes clear of the panic they bore. He gently turns you from his side but he doesn't let you out of his grasp. He pulls you instantly into his chest.

"Z-Zoro?"

Your words are quiet but they are now shrouded in surprise, the lasting tears fall from your eyes as you find yourself buried in his chest. You are shocked at his sudden embrace, but you do not know that it is because Zoro doesn't want you to see the clear pain he fights on his face. There is silence for a long while, but you let the quiet be. It is a nice change from the frantic pace of your dread. It is only when Zoro finds his rage and emotion subsiding enough for him to speak that he does so.

"You're safe with me [y/n]... don't forget that."

His deep voice softly fills your ears and you suddenly feel hot tears pouring from your eyes in relief. You were safe. He would protect you. You bury yourself deeper in his chest and nod.

He holds you tight like he would never let go.

[eand47]

Half of the chapter is done, but it’s so bad that I’m rewriting the whole thing 💀 This time might take me longer to upload, so I’m sorry about that 😕 A big thank you to all of you who gave me feedback on my last post regarding the upcoming chapter <333 Knowing that you are okay with the slow burn pace between Reader and Ace, it gave me the confidence to not rush things and let it happen naturally as I originally planned to 💕 Also I removed the entire smut part as it wasn’t even between them two, it was only for one of them but we will get there someday 🤣 anyway enjoy this beautiful fanart of MY MAN ACE which heavily inspired the next chapter (the artist is @dekazeze on Twitter / X )

[organveils]

Mad bc Sanji couldn’t cuddle during the designated time,,

[firelilyofthevalley]

What I thought it was:

After reading this:

Asking Them Their Tip Color (NSFW)

I’m horny and miss doing these stupid HCs

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Ft. Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, Law, Ace, Shanks

Sanji

Knows exactly what you meant is is both shocked and turned on.

Face is so cute and pink :(

“W—ti-tip?!”😀

He is more taken back by how casually you asked. Was you being fr?

“I’m curious what color is it.”

“Uh…it—um…y-you wanna….seee?”

He was so prepared to get slapped for asking but opened his eyes in shock to see you already tugging at his belt.

“Lemme seee. I bet it’s a cute pink. Like your cheeks.”

And you were right.

It tasted as good as it looked too.

Law

You ask this question like once a week.

“Y/N I swear—“

“It’s a medical question.”

“HOW.”

“….”

“…”

“….so is it light brown or da—“

“Next island we’re dropping you off and leaving.”

Zoro

He knows what you’re talking about, but is too busy trying to cover his blush to answer you

“WHAT IS YOUR PROB—“

“Gatta be brown—“

“Y/N!”

You make this man a flustered mess. Absolute mess. 1. He already likes you and that’s hard for him to handle. 2. You openly admitted to having his dick on your mind

You give up trying to ask, and honestly Zoro sometimes regret not possibly telling you because maybe it would stop the lonely nights he has fucking his fist to you

Maybe you could have seen for yourself if you pushed the envelope a bit more.

Ace

“T—ip?”

“Mmhm. What color is it?”

Luckily you pointed at his dick so he knew what you meant. His head looks down and he does a crooked smile at you

“Well aren’t you direct…you really wanna know?”

“Ugh…are you ganna tell me or not?”

“Depends…what color are your nipples—“

“ACE!”

He laughs, he loves teasing you.

“Light brown.”

“Oh?……can I make it white?”

“What?”

“Hm?”

Shanks

“Indian Red.”

“…..what—“

“around #CD5C5C—“

“WHAT—“

“Cut—“

“Shanks—“

“7.8 inches—“

“SHANKS—“

“I got one big fat ass vein and it curves to the left so when i fuck you it will hit just ri—“

“SHANKS PLEASE!”

Luffy

“Tip of what.”

“YOUR tip.”

“Of what.”

“Your dick.”

“My dick?”

“Your dick, Luffy.”

He shrugs, not really giving a damn and casually just unbuttons his shorts and literally looks at his dick in front of you.”

“Ion know…y/n what color is this?”

He literally pokes out his pelvis for you to see it. Though you were shocked at how nonchalant Luffy was to show you his dick. You still looked.

“It’s Bro—“

“What the hell are you two doing?”

It was awkward explaining why you were looking inside of your captain’s shorts in front of Zoro.

[inkscave]

I cannot find it in me to post smth serious. I love them luffy drawing WILL BE DONE SOON PROMISE (literally promising myself I NEED to finish that)

[starclancy]

can I perhaps see a jealous monster trio?? I don’t know in what context, but I’d love to see it! 😌💖

YES. Ty for this amazing ask 💋💋💋 (ps i love when you guys say perhaps idk why but it makes me giggle)

~ Jelous Monster Trio ~

PAIRING: Fem!Reader/Jelous!MonsterTrio

CONTENTS: 💘 - jelousy

WORDCOUNT: 1506

Request status: Open

Luffy ~

You were sitting at the edge of the Thousand Sunny, dangling your feet over the water, chatting with Law. The two of you were discussing strategies for your upcoming journey, nothing particularly personal, but the energy between you and Law seemed... comfortable.

Luffy, perched atop the figurehead, watched the exchange with a frown. His signature grin was nowhere to be found.

“Oi, Y/N!” Luffy shouted, leaping down and landing with a thud beside you. “What’s taking so long? I’m bored!” His arms crossed, and his usual sunny demeanor was clouded.

“Oh, Luffy, we’re just planning,” you explained with a soft smile. “We’ll be done soon.”

But Luffy was already tugging at your arm. “Planning’s boring. Let’s go eat meat!” His voice was unusually loud, his eyes darting to Law as if challenging him.

Law smirked, clearly noticing the tension. “I don’t mind waiting if Captain Straw Hat needs her attention.”

“No! She’s my crew, so she doesn’t need to plan with you!” Luffy’s voice boomed, and he puffed his chest out. “Y/N’s my crewmate… my treasure!”

You blinked in surprise. Luffy rarely got possessive, but there was no mistaking his tone.

“Luffy,” you began, placing a hand on his arm. “You know you’re my captain, right? No one could replace you.”

At that, his grin returned, as wide as the Grand Line. He grabbed your hand, dragging you away. “Good! Now let’s eat before he tries to steal you!”

Law chuckled behind you, and you couldn’t help but laugh too. Luffy might have been a little clueless about jealousy, but his protectiveness was undeniably endearing.

Zoro ~

The weight room on the Sunny was bustling. You were spotting Usopp as he tried to bench press a moderate load, his face red with effort.

Zoro entered, his katana strapped to his side, intending to get in his evening workout. His sharp eyes immediately zeroed in on the scene. You were laughing, leaning close to Usopp to give him pointers, and it set Zoro’s jaw.

“Oi,” Zoro called out, his tone low but firm. “Usopp, aren’t you supposed to be working on your aim or something?”

Usopp looked up, startled. “Uh, yeah, but Y/N’s helping me build my upper body strength. Isn’t that right, Y/N?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “He’s making great progress!”

Zoro’s frown deepened, and he crossed his arms. “Tch. You’re wasting your time. Strength like his isn’t gonna matter if he can’t dodge.”

“Hey, I’m right here!” Usopp protested, but Zoro’s intense gaze was locked on you.

“Y/N,” Zoro said, his voice softer, almost intimate, “come help me train instead. You know how to handle a sword better than him.”

There was no arguing with Zoro when he was like this. As you walked over to him, you caught the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. Zoro didn’t say much, but his actions spoke volumes. You were his, and he wasn’t about to share your attention.

Sanji ~

You were sitting in the Sunny’s galley with Franky, admiring one of his latest inventions. The two of you were leaning close, inspecting the mechanics, when Sanji walked in with a tray of freshly baked cookies.

“Y/N-swannnn~! I made these for you!” Sanji sang, but his eyes narrowed when he noticed how close you were to Franky.

“Oh, thanks, Sanji!” you said, reaching for a cookie, but Sanji held the tray just out of reach.

“Not so fast,” he said, his usual charm taking on an edge. “Franky, don’t you have some cola to replenish? This is a delicate moment between me and my darling Y/N.”

Franky raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Relax, curly-brow. We’re just talking.”

“Talking?” Sanji repeated, his voice rising slightly. “Forgive me if I find it hard to believe when you’re practically breathing down her neck!”

“Sanji!” you scolded, though you couldn’t suppress a laugh.

Sanji placed the tray down and knelt beside you, taking your hand dramatically. “Y/N, my sweet flower, don’t waste your brilliance on brutes who can’t appreciate you. I’ll make you something far more exciting than inventions—how about a dessert as divine as you?”

Franky rolled his eyes, leaving the galley with a chuckle, but Sanji stayed by your side for the rest of the evening, basking in your attention and ensuring no one else dared interrupt.

[that1notetaker]

HERE COMES ZOLU GOD AU WITH A STEELCHAIR!!!!! Lore below!

(In which everything is the same except Luffy was 'born' as a god-like entity and grew copying the people of his island.

He basically copied and pasted human (and some non human) behaviors, especially kids (i'm looking at the ASL brothers.) until whatever blob of energy he was, turned into something resembling human. (See how luffy is kind of a physical mix between sabo and ace? yeah. he took inspiration)

He's the manifestation of freedom, but he also made up the personality we know and love, as kids do. He's 18 when some weird three sworded demon gets deployed by some mercenaries of the island who want to get rid of the really weird devil fruit user that keeps breaking havoc and getting in their way. Zoro just came for a simple job and got a handful of Sun god. Good for him. Also, because this au is basically a What If scenario in which everything but Luffy is the same, you can assume that finding the one piece is ON the table. Being a pirate and finding the crew is ON the table. It just takes a couple extra years, give or take. I'm thinking that there's a reason why Luffy hasn't left the island already, but Zoro is, ironically enough, the one to push him to go and go crazy at sea. Also, because Zoro never got to meet Luffy early on, he's a little extra grumpier. He has no friends basically and his life's purpose is kinda a bit stranded at the moment. He's been picking up odd jobs for some time now and it's gotten old. He's losing his edge and he hates it. And then he meets ITS FREE REAL STATE himself. Huzzah. Ps: Yeah the world government knows about Luffy. Kinda. They've been ignoring him and praying/hoping/begging to whatever god is out there that he DOESNT GET OUT. Too bad.)

[onepiece-writting-forest]

This is so beautifully drawn wtf ;o;

😪

[livelaughloveluffy]

yearning - roronoa zoro

a/n: maybe it's because of my green hair, but zoro's been on the brain badddddd recently and i can't stop thinking about him and wanting him, so because i can't hold this man and tell him how much i love him, here's this fic instead 😭😭😭

nothing but fluff here 💗

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one sleepless night on the thousand sunny, you could not longer stand the tossing and turning in bed, and decided to step outside to get some fresh sea air, enjoy the night sky, and the sounds of the crashing waves.

however, the second you stepped outside of the girl's dorm, your eyes were drawn to the brooding green-haired swordsman with a bottle of sake in his hand, left alone on night watch.

zoro was a man of few words; one of extreme loyalty, strong morals, and utter devotion to those important to him. it was easy to be a bit intimidated by him, from his strength to his appearance, and he wasn't exactly the most approachable straw hat. but you couldn't help but feel drawn into him.

•♡•

while exploring an island, luffy had accidentally run into some marines on patrol, leading to an all out battle while you and the crew ran for your lives, yet again.

and this time particularly sucked. as you were cornered, outnumbered, and weak from battle injuries. and as a group of marines were getting ready to close in on you, a sudden flash of bright green, the sound of spilled blood, and men collapsing around you so fast you could barely process what was happening.

•♡•

your heart skipped a beat when you thought about how zoro put himself into harm's way without hesitation, disregarding his own injuries, to save you. and knowing that it wasn't just you he would do it for, how he would put his life on the line for any of the crew members, how he wouldn't care about any hurt or injury he had to endure as long as no one else felt that pain, because he could bear it instead.

the swordsman refused thanks for his help in the battle, and any attempt of it was instantly shut down with his gruff voice murmuring "it's nothing.."

so when he frowned at his empty bottle of sake, sighing at his sudden lack of alcohol for night watch, you found yourself sneaking into the kitchen, grabbing another bottle, and gently walking over to him. the soft whisper of a small request "can i join you for a glass?" slipped out of your mouth.

and as the one-eyed swordsman turned his head, looking at the sake in your hand, then giving you his iconic smirk before replying "sure, if you can keep up with me." your heart warmed, your body relaxed, and for a moment, everything else in the world was absolutely perfect.

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a/n: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH CRYING SCREAMING AND THROWING UP THAT I CAN'T HAVE THIS IRL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i had so much fun writing this so i hope yall love it as much as i do

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

[acesmelody]

Zolu Day Two: Egghead

[ho0rmiga]

Luffy needs a doctor!

[suroweczka]

Zoro Proposes to you (fluff)

summary: Zoro gets caught by Nami and Robin while looking at engagement rings. With a little help of his crewmates, he proposes to you, in a Zoro way of course. Purest fluff 🩷 zoro x female reader

word count: idk, you’re welcome

“Alright, everyone! We’ve got some time to explore! I hope to eat some delicious meat!” Luffy shouted, filled with excitement, as The Thousand Sunny docked at a small island. The crew quickly disbanded, eager to enjoy their time in the new place. Zoro, however, felt a different pull that day.

The crew scattered into the bustling town but the noise and chaos of the main square didn’t appeal to him. Instead, he opted for a stroll through the quieter, narrower streets that meandered away from the commotion.

Here, the streets were lined with quaint shops, their signs creaking softly in the breeze. Zoro found this setting much more to his liking, a welcome escape from the chaos he had left behind.

As he wandered down the lane, a small jewelry shop caught his eye. Its window displayed an array of elegant pieces, each one glimmering under the soft light. Zoro paused, an unexpected sense of curiosity bubbling up inside him. Nothing on the display caught his eye in particular, but it reminded him how he had been thinking about taking the next step in your relationship for a while now.

He pushed open the door, his hand a bit shaky as he didn’t quite know what to expect. A small bell tinkled over his head as he entered. The interior was warm and inviting, adorned with beautifully crafted displays showcasing rings, necklaces, and bracelets.

As he wandered through the aisles, he felt a bit lost. He didn’t know exactly what he was looking for. He stopped at a display that featured an array of rings, the choice was overwhelming, he suddenly became anxious, hoping nobody would approach him.

“May I help you, young man?” a voice chimed, pulling Zoro from his reverie. “Looking for something special? Perhaps for a special someone?”

“Shit…” He mumbled to himself as he noticed an elderly man with a warm smile on his face walking towards him.

“N-not really… just browsing. Actually, I didn’t mean to end up here” he replied, his cheeks turned all red. “I better go now, goodbye” he said awkwardly and stormed out of the shop. 

As he closed the door behind him, he heard some giggles in the distance. 

“Have you got lost again?” familiar voice sounded and he realised it was Nami, accompanied by Robin, having fun of what they had just seen. 

“Just… Exploring” He tried to sound as casual as possible but puzzled face said everything.

“Interesting choice” Said Robin “I did not know you were into jewellery, engagement rings to be precise” Nami and Robin shared a glance, their eyes sparkling with mischief.

Zoro’s face turned all red. “What the hell are you talking about?” He barked, clearly annoyed. “I don’t have time for your crap”He turned away and rushed in opposite direction, hoping they would leave him alone and never bring up the topic again.

“Wait!” Nami shouted. 

Robin used her devil fruit powers to stop Zoro, a pair of hands emerged from the pavement and grabbed Zoro’s ankles, which resulted in him landing on the ground.

“Leave me alone you crazy women” He looked up from his spot, furrowing his brows.

“We can help, you know…”Nami leaned closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially “We know (Y/N) well enough to say what she would like. Besides, I wouldn’t trust your taste”

“I do NOT need your help and it has nothing to do with (Y/N)!!” Zoro could not let them win, that would be embarrassing.

Robin chuckled softly, clearly not buying his act. “Don’t be so stubborn. It’s not a secret you two have been in a relationship and it’s only natural you want to take the next step” Robin said calmly, trying her best to encourage him “We can help you make it special. You want it to be perfect, don’t you, Zoro?”

After a moment of hesitation, Zoro nodded slowly, unable to deny the truth. “Yeah, I do.”

Nami clapped her hands together excitedly. “Then let’s go back to the shop! We have to find something that captures both of your personalities.”

“Personalities? It’s just a ri…” Zoro didn’t even manage to finish his sentence as Nami grabbed his arm and dragged him back to the shop.

“Show us the most beautiful and expensive engagement rings you have to offer here, sir!” Nami leaned on the glass counter, her eyes were sparkling, full of thrill.

“Expensive?” Sweat dripped down Zoro’s face, he was sure he would regret his decision to let Nami help him with the purchase.

“Relax, leave it to me” Nami winked

“I did not expect you to be back so soon, young man” the jeweller smiled, leading them to a display case filled with elegant rings. “Here are our customers’ favourite pieces, each and every one made with great precision, though a bit on the pricey side” 

“Pricey…” Zoro gulped.

“Perfect!” Nami squeaked but her enthusiasm was slightly suppressed by Robin, as she gently lied her hand on her shoulder.

“I know we offered our help, but I think Zoro should have a say as well” she said, glancing at his terrified face. “What do you think, Zoro? Anything you have in mind?”

“Ugh… I dunno… I didn’t want it to be very flashy to be fair…”

“What about this one?” The old man pointed to a delicate silver band adorned with a single emerald at its center.

“This one looks nice. Green is your colour which will make the ring remind her of you” Nami pointed out.

Zoro stepped closer, his heart racing as he imagined slipping the ring onto your finger, seeing your eyes light up in surprise and joy. “I’s alright I guess”he said quietly. “I will take it”

“Very good choice, sir. I shall pack it for you”

It might have not been the most expensive ring, as originally planned by Nami, but still not quite cheap. She guessed Zoro didn’t have enough money as he nervously started counting all the Berries he had in his wallet, all covered in sweat. 

“I got you” she whispered 

“Thank you, but it is my responsibility to pay for my woman’s ring”

“Oh, I will make sure you pay me off, don’t you worry” Nami winked.

“I have no doubt about that. And how much interest will you charge me?”

“Well, as it is for (Y/N) and it’s such a special occasion, let’s say 0%...” Nami smiled ominously “…As long as you pay me off within 3 months. Then it’s 50%”

“Jesus Christ woman… I shall make sure I pay you off within that time then…” he sighed.

“All done. Thank you and please visit us again soon” the elderly man handed a small bag to Zoro.

“I am not planning on proposing again in the near future” Zoro muttered which made Robin chuckle. “Hopefully it will be your first and last time”

After finalizing the purchase, Zoro felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. The hardest part was yet to come.

“Sooo… How are you going to propose?” Nami asked as they were all heading back to Sunny. 

“What do you mean? I will just give her the ring” Zoro replied like it was very obvious.

“You can’t be serious”

“What else am I expected to do?” He was not ready for what Nami would come up with.

“Proposals aren't as straightforward as a fight. You’ll need to think about the setting, the words, and also the timing”Robin smiled gently.

“Why is this so complicated? I already bought the damn ring." Zoro groaned, rubbing the back of his neck.

The girls giggled at his cluelessness.

“I would suggest finding some quiet spot, far away from nosy people, so you can both savour this intimate moment in peace”Robin said.

“Yea! And it will be less embarrassing if nobody sees you when she says no” 

“Nami…”

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As they walked along the path leading back to Sunny, the group stumbled upon a charming clearing in the woods. A quaint little bridge arched over a quiet river, surrounded by tall trees that swayed gently in the evening breeze. The scene looked like something out of a dream.

"This is perfect," Robin murmured, her eyes lighting up as she observed the peaceful ambiance.

"Even you can’t mess this up, Zoro," Nami added, nudging him with her elbow. "Just propose here.”

Zoro gave the scene a brief glance, scratching his head. "Y-Yeah, I guess this could work."

"Here’s what you do," Nami began, holding up her hand as if to count the steps. "Step one: ask her to go on a walk. Step two: lead her here without acting suspicious. Step three: say something from the heart. Not about swords, by the way. Step four: kneel when you give her the ring.“

Zoro frowned. "Why would I kneel? I’m not bowing to anyone."

Nami rolled her eyes. "It’s not bowing; it’s a romantic gesture! Just do it."

Zoro gave her a big sigh but didn’t say anything.

As they made their way back to the ship, Zoro’s thoughts wrestled with the advice. He didn’t want to mess this up, but all this planning was starting to make his head spin. When they reached the Sunny, his focus snapped to you, standing at the dock, gazing out at the horizon. The light of the setting sun bathed you in a golden glow, and Zoro felt his chest tighten.

He approached you casually, trying to act as if his heart wasn’t pounding like he was in the middle of a battle. "Hey," he called out, his voice gruff. "You wanna go for a walk tonight? Got somethin’ to show you."

You turned to him, surprised but smiling. "Sure. Where to?"

Zoro shrugged, keeping his tone even. "You'll see."

As you nodded and walked off to prepare, Zoro felt the weight of the ring in his pocket. He muttered under his breath, "Step one down, I guess."

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Zoro walked beside you, his hand clasping yours tightly. His palm was sweaty, a rare sign of nerves that immediately caught your attention. You glanced at him, noticing the tension etched on his face.

"Are you okay?" you asked, your voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine," he replied gruffly, his eyes focused straight ahead. But his tone betrayed him.

You raised an eyebrow, stopping in your tracks. "Are you sure? You seem… distracted."

He glanced at you briefly before looking away. "Just walk, will ya?"

Suspicious but deciding to let it slide, you followed him through the quiet woods. The sun had set, leaving the clearing bathed in soft twilight. When you reached the charming little bridge, you stopped, stunned.

The gentle sound of the river flowing below, the glow of fireflies flickering in the air, and the serene quietness made the place feel almost magical. You stepped onto the bridge, leaning against the railing, and gazed out at the scenery.

"This is beautiful," you murmured, completely taken in by the moment.

Behind you, Zoro shifted awkwardly, his heart hammering in his chest. He knew he was supposed to say something. There was supposed to be a lead-up, something heartfelt, and maybe even—ugh—a kneel. But every piece of advice Nami and Robin had drilled into him fled his mind.

Before he could overthink it, Zoro reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring. Without a word, and with his face burning red, he slipped it onto your finger while you were still admiring the view.

The sudden sensation of cool metal against your skin made you freeze. You looked down at your hand, your breath hitching when you saw the simple, elegant ring now resting on your finger. Turning slowly, you found Zoro standing there, stiff as a board, his arms crossed and his face an alarming shade of crimson.

"Zoro…?" you started, your voice soft with disbelief. "Is this… what I think it is?"

He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. "I guess so," he muttered.

You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped you. "You guess so?" you teased, raising an eyebrow. "You’re going to have to be a little more specific, swordsman."

His glare snapped to you, embarrassed and annoyed. "Don’t wind me up! You know what it is!" he barked, though his tone held no real heat. “Just stop teasing me and give me the answer!”

You laughed again, covering your mouth with your free hand. "The answer? How can there be an answer without the question?"

Zoro groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "You’re impossible," he grumbled. For a long moment, he said nothing, and you thought he might refuse. But then he took a deep breath, glancing at you with a mixture of frustration and vulnerability.

"Fine," he said, his voice low but steady. "Will you marry me?"

The way he said it—so blunt, so utterly Zoro—made your heart swell. You smiled, your laughter softening into something warm and tender. "Now, was that so hard?" you teased gently, stepping closer.

He grunted, still avoiding your eyes. "So… what do you say?" he asked, clearly flustered but trying to sound nonchalant.

You smiled even brighter, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Of course, it’s a yes."

Zoro exhaled, his shoulders relaxing for the first time all evening. "Good," he muttered, his lips quirking up in the faintest of smiles.

As you admired your ring, Zoro shifted awkwardly, still feeling the weight of the moment. He glanced down at your hand, then back at you, his expression hesitant.

"Uh… do you want me to kneel or something?" he asked, his voice gruff but tinged with genuine uncertainty.

Your laughter burst out before you could stop it. You shook your head, wiping away a tear of laughter.

"No, Zoro," you said, still giggling. "It’s not necessary. I wouldn’t expect that from you."

He blinked, looking almost relieved, and a small, genuine smile crept onto his face. His hand came up, rough and calloused, to gently stroke your cheek. The action was tender, so unlike the usual brusque swordsman you knew.

"I love you," he said simply, his voice steady and sincere.

Your heart fluttered at the words, a warmth spreading through your chest as you leaned into his touch.

"I love you too," you replied softly.

Zoro leaned in, closing the small distance between you, and kissed you. It wasn’t dramatic or overly passionate, but it was perfect—grounded and filled with quiet conviction.

When he pulled back, his smile lingered, his eyes holding an unusual softness. "I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us," he said, his voice low but filled with certainty.

You smiled back, your hand finding his. "Me neither."

As the two of you stood there on the bridge, the quiet river flowing below and fireflies dancing in the air, you felt nothing but peace and joy. For all his cluelessness, Zoro had shown you exactly how much he cared in his own unique way—and that was more than enough.

[p-an-cakes]

Zolu Week! Day 2: Egghead / “You asleep?”

I was so excited to share this one!