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[anundyingfidelity]

ONE BED? – Usopp x female reader

Summary: the crew just arrived to a new island and decide to pass the night in a comfy inn. Your bedroom only has one bed... and Usopp in it.

Word count: 0.9k.

Warnings: none I can think of, just the cliché one-bed-prompt yay. And sorry for any mistakes, English is not my main language.

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GEN MASTERLIST!

Spending a lot of time with these people on a ship helped you to get used to all of them - their triggers, their routines, traditions, and a lot of stuff. You even got used to the little to no privacy of the ship, so none of you really opposed to share rooms once you arrived.

The inn was warm, small but seemed perfect for one night. And Luffy cheered everyone to accept and stay to sleep in a comfortable bed for just once in a while. You and the crew agreed to it, having a good rest sounded great and being honest, you needed it.

Nami picked a room to stay with Luffy, meanwhile Zoro just shrugged it off to share with Sanji - hopefuly they will not kill each other until the next day - and that left you and Usopp last. The only room available was for you and the other captain.

"That's fine for me," you said. Usopp grinned and the crew made their way to the second floor of the inn to find your rooms. The keys were given to you, so you took the lead, passing by Nami and Luffy, who had their room near the stairs, and finally Zoro and Sanji crossed the door in complete silence and with poker-faces.

You opened the door of the last room available and made your way inside, with Usopp following behind your back. It seemed nice, but something caught your attention. With wide eyes you noticed there was only one bed. One. Bed. For you. And Usopp.

No, this couldn't be.

You left the room immediately and ran on the aisle, until you checked that Nami and Luffy had two beds of their own. The orange-haired girl closing the door was the last thing you saw.

Quickly, you made it to the next door and opened the room without knocking. That was such a wrong move to make. Sanji was standing so close to the swordsman, and had grabbed Zoro's shirt between his strong hands, and it didn't look like he was straighting it.

"What?" the smooth voice of Zoro helped you to get out of your trance.

"Sorry, just checking. You're doing great," was all you said before closing the door again. Yeah, they could survive the night.

You came back to your room, where Usopp was already waiting, with his lips curved softly.

"So... I think you should take it."

"What?"

"The bed, you need to sleep in it," Usopp encouraged without even asking.

That certainly calmed down the strange sensation in your stomach. Of course, if there have been two beds there wouldn't be a problem. But just one it felt too intimate.

Why did you feel like this in the first place? It wasn't like you never shared a room with any of the boys before, you were used to that. However, now it felt different and time suddenly stopped. His eyes looked at you lovingly, as always, waiting for your answer.

"Sure, thank you Usopp."

Both of you started to prepare the bed and he would take some blankets and a pillow for the night. And then your mind started to wonder.

Usopp had been taking care of you since you joined the crew. He had been kind, helpful and loved teaching you new things. You also loved hearing his pirate stories, made up or not, they brightned your days. Usopp brightned your life.

And you thought Usopp should rest well, just like you. This meant nothing, right?

"Usopp, I can't do this to you," you started. "Sleep with me-" and you realised how wrong that sounded. "I mean- sleep here on the bed too. All of us are tired, and-and I think you need to rest as much as I do."

Usopp thought your stuttering was cute, and a smile curved on his lips.

"My lady, I am grateful," he made a small reverence, causing your laugh to fill the room. "You can pick your side."

His humor and words made you feel at ease. You got yourself comfortable, taking off your shoes and loosing your clothes a little. Chosing the left side of the matress, Usopp followed soon after, taking off his boots and using a pillow to make a small division between both of you.

Surprisedly, sleep found you soon enough. Maybe in minutes. There was no need to turn your back to him, you felt at home and the warmth of his body lying down peacefuly by your side helped to calm down the cold of the night you were feeling before.

When it dawned, you felt a familiar touch on your hip, your head lying on something that wasn't your pillow. Blinking a couple of times, you noticed yourself resting on Usopp's chest. How you ended up like this, passing through the pillow barrier was unknown to you.

But it felt nice. Taking a glance to his face, he looked quiet, in peace after many nights sleeping in the hammocks of the ship. His breathing was serene, chest going up and down, and you could hear his heart beating as you felt his hand on your hip.

"Morning, beautiful," Usopp called with a raspy voice, making you giggle.

"Good day, captain."

You spet some more time like this, just talking and lying down together as if you have done it many times before. It felt good, and now you knew why you got flustered around him.

You loved him. As much as he loved you.

You made sure to thank the gods for giving just one bed to stay the night.

[ageingfangirl2]

Why Do I Like You? Usopp (OPLA)

After a night of drinking confessions come out. Usopp x Reader Fluff

Y/N

'And then I single handily beat up those thugs, Captain Usopp the brave saved his whole crew...' Usopp brags loudly, clearly drunk, but lapping up all the attention in the tavern.

You throw back another shot, letting it burn your throat with how cheap it was. Alcohol was a great pain relief and you needed to feel pain-free right now as you listened to Usopp spin a web of lies with his usual flare when it was you who took out the majority of the thugs who had attacked the two of you when you were getting supplies.

Sanji had done his best to wrap your ribs which were bruised from taking some kicks when saving Usopp from getting shot, but your lip was still busted and you had cuts on your arms from shielding sword attacks. You were a good hand-to-hand fighter, but there were more of them and the two of you quickly got outnumbered. Luckily Zoro came stumbling around the corner after getting lost and helped you finish them off.

Usopp had helped you back to the ship, stayed by your side like he usually did complimenting your skills, and then recommended getting drunk to celebrate another victory. At first, his lies grated on you, but over time you saw how good he was at entertaining people and putting them at ease. He made you laugh, and you couldn't imagine not having him around. Did you like him?

'I need some air,' you say, and Zoro simply nods at you before going back to his drink.

Heading outside, you lean against the side of the tavern and take a deep breath. Maybe your injuries were more severe than you thought or the alcohol was messing with your head, because until this moment you'd never have pictured yourself falling for Usopp and here you were with these unknown feelings in your chest.

'y/n, are you out here?' Usopp calls out, and you hear him stumbling down the steps, 'Here you are, are you okay? Zoro said you needed some air.'

You open your eyes and stare at Usopp who is a couple of years younger than you, and under the moonlight, you can't hold it back, 'out of all the people I've met in my life, you have to be the most infuriating.'

Usopp looks at you funnily, 'yet you never push me away y/n. You let me tell my stories taking credit for other's hard work, why? I know it annoys Zoro and Sanji.'

You push off the wall, grab Usopp by the collar of his jacket and smash your lips down on his a little greedily and selfishly, praying the feelings were mutual otherwise you'd have some explaining to do you and couldn't entirely blame it on the alcohol. He flails a little, but he soon kisses you back and wraps an arm around your waist pulling you closer.

After god knows how long you pull back but his grip around your waist remains and you bite your lip, 'should we go back to the ship?'

Usopp nods and with wide eyes, he gulps, 'Sure...just so you know--'

'No judgement, let me help you tell the story this time,' you say coyly, cutting him off. You weren't quite sure what were truths and what were lies when it came to sex and Usopp, but you were happy to find out. as long as you came out great in the story.

[mostlymihawk]

Getting Sick!

Straw Hat Crew (+ Shanks + Mihawk) x GN reader

Prompt: How they react to you getting sick.

CW: Emetophobia (throwing up)

Luffy:

Completely useless.

The man's made of rubber, he doesn't have a clue what to do.

"Um...it's gonna be okay? It's gonna be okay, right?"

You have to ask him for everything.

Does carry you to bed when asked, and will happily snuggle you.

Then asks if you want something to eat.

Food is the solution, and refuses to understand that food can also be the problem.

Nami:

Holds your hair and runs her fingers through it at the same time.

Also dabbing your face and neck with a cold cloth.

Certified professional make-it-better-er.

She did a lot of throwing up when she was younger.

Childhood trauma combined with lying to your sister and working for your mother's murderer will do that.

Knows exactly what she would have wanted, and gives it all to you.

"It's gonna be okay. I've got you, sweetheart."

Keeps tabs on your temperature to make sure this isn't a symptom of something bigger.

Refuses to let you out of bed until you're 100% better.

Zoro:

Keeps his face carefully blank and gently rubs your back.

Looking away the whole time.

You know him well enough to know he does not want to be doing this.

Handles blood just fine but this is a whole other ballgame and he wants no part of it.

Happily helps you to bed after, because it means the gross part is over.

"Better out than in...I guess."

Then he remembers someone has to take care of the cleanup.

Tries to frame it as discipline training to make it better.

Usopp:

Useless, but tries his best.

"Do you need a cloth? Some water? I can get, uh...fresh pair of clothes?"

Standing outside the door, so you croak out what you need and he runs to get it for you.

Needs to be filling the silence.

If he's not asking you something and you're not answering he's talking about how this reminds him of that one time in the Forest of Doom...

Spends the whole night telling stories to help you get to sleep.

Gets a lot better when he realizes this isn't all that much different than barnacles and bird poop.

Unfortunately, the worst of it has already passed by then.

Confidently assures you he'll be ready for next time, though.

Sanji:

As a gentleman, it's his duty to take care of his significant other when they're sick.

He's damn good at it too.

That doesn't mean he has to like it.

His face is pinched as his thumb gently rubs your back, he dabs your face and neck, and offers you sips of water when you can manage it.

"You're alright, sweetheart. A little bit of my tender love and care and you'll be on your feet in no time."

And then he notices the colour, not unlike the blueberry reduction from the dessert you'd asked for after lunch.

Gently helps you to your room, and it's not until the next day that you notice anything is amiss.

In. con. solable.

No one has ever gotten sick from his food before. Ever.

Refuses to serve food.

The Straw Hats have to turn back to Baratie so Zeff can literally beat some sense into him.

Shanks:

Bonus!

This crew loves its alcohol way too much for Shanks to be even the slightest bit bothered by a little vomit.

Sits by your side, dabbing your face, rubbing your back, completely unfazed, cracking jokes the entire time.

"Snuck into the hold and had yourself a little party without me, did you?"

Knows exactly what to do to help you feel better.

Again, the crew loves alcohol too much for anything else to be true.

Cuddles. So many cuddles.

This crew is too experienced to let a sick crew member come back to work early, so despite the unserious approach you're on strict bedrest.

The whole crew makes fun of you...but only once you've recovered.

Mihawk:

This is not a man who routinely deals with people being sick.

Confused.

Why are you sick.

Who caused this.

Who does he need to kill.

(It's whoever cooked your dinner at that restaurant you went to last night, but you don't tell him that.)

Completely repulsed, does not let it show on his face while he tends to you.

Rubs your back very gently, and uses a cool cloth to wipe the sweat off your face.

Helps you to bed, sits up and lets you lean against his chest so you're upright, and encourages a few sips of water.

"Get some rest, my jewel."

The next day there's a doctor at your bedside.

You don't need a doctor, but the look on Mihawk's face says this is non-negotiable.

[aesthetic-bbyg]

*sigh* I need OPLA men.

[bowieandqueen11]

We Need A New Lock / Sanji Imagine

Request: could you write a sanji x reader fic of them alone in reader's room? they always end up getting interrupted by someone just as they get close to kissing, and its torture for sanji because they just cant find a moment alone with each other, so he finally finds a way to be with her late one night where he can kiss her senseless uninterrupted. thank you!

First I just wanted to say, thank you so much everyone for your support as I recovered from my operation! I'm so happy to be here and writing again!

Okay but this is both super sweet and hilarious, I hope you don't mind I spread this out over the deck a bit, and changed it around a little bit for more fun ;)

Warning: slightly spicy, so 18+ please!

(I do not own One Piece or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @islandofohara.)

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Try One: Nami

At try one, Sanji was four seconds away from ripping his hair out.

Poor, Sanji: the sweet cook had spent all of dinner service with his hands clenched tightly in his fringe, fistfuls of hair nearly tugged out and scattered among the Matcha Tiramisu he had spent a lonely, and tired morning dragging himself away from your warm embrace to make specially for you. Toiling, rolling, dusting cream and cocoa that he had spent the last handful of his berries trading for from the speciality trader in the markets of the Canopi Islands; he had squinted underneath the honey melt of the sun as it fell from its crest over the horizon as he whisked and whizzed and splattered dessert up to his elbows in his desperation to make sure the sweet treat would be ready before Luffy caught the scent of it.

Finding it too tempting not to toy with the cook, you tried to stifle your smirk as you nonchalantly placed a fist under your chin and feigned interest in whatever Nami was animatedly trying to chew over with you. Flitting your irises over until you made direct eye contact, you dragged the flat edge of your tongue up the back of the spoon, making sure to wet the edge of your thumb along the way.

At any other time, Sanji may have been beside himself with embarrassment. It wasn't the first time a member of the crew had teased him... or snarled at him... or chided him for his obvious endearment, but the sound of Nami's voice was drowned out by the pulsing rush of blood that flooded through your boyfriend's ears. His full concentration was centred solely on the way your teeth scraped over your fork: the content hum as you licked over your fingers like a serpent and nearly sent Sanji clambering onto the floor to beg for the ecstasy of your sin.

You had tried not to chortle, you really had: hiding your face behind the ledger Nami was leaning over the table to shove into your face, her accusing pointer finger jabbing at a new entry she had triple underlined in her familiarly baleful black strokes. She hadn't even noticed that Sanji was nearly crumpled on the floor, bowl lying abandoned by the sink as his love-struck eyes struggled to stay within his skull.

'3000 berries?! Seriously?', she shot a growingly outraged frown in your direction, clattering her fork onto the table so she could use her free hand to point accusingly towards a recovering Sanji, whose fingernails were almost shedding wood shards off the cabinet drawer as he tried to pull himself back up to a presentable looking stand. 'You let curly brows over there spend three thousand of our berries on a pair of new pyjamas for you?'

You shrugged hesitantly, crossing your legs under the table. Your skirt began to rise up, bunching towards your hip as you crossed your ankles. You shot a lingering glance out of the corner of your eye towards Sanji, hoping with all your might that he'd be too bashful to meet your eye. Instead, as Nami cried out in outrage, Sanji's gleeful eyes locked onto yours, and the poor man was forced to grab the wooden edge of his spoon out of the sink and bite into it with his teeth to stop himself from squealing right there and then in the kitchen.

Nami incredulously trailed her eyes between the two of you, a long-simmering jaded scowl tempering over her face. Finally noticing how Sanji was loosening his shirt collar and using a freshly washed baking tray to fan the heat rolling in volcanic waves off his body.

The cat burglar pushed her tongue against her cheek and inhaled sharply as she turned her attention back to you. 'How is that even possible?! Luffy's meat budget for the month costs less than that!'

'They're special, my dear Nami!', Sanji finally managed to pipe in, his voice sounding strangled as he plopped the tray back down next to his damp tea towel. He turned towards the two of you with a pained smile plastered on his sickly looking face.

'They're made of Agar-Agar flakes, and of course, only the finest dehydrated avocados in all of the East Blue for the finest gem in all of the seas.' Sanji cocked his head and winked at you mischievously. 'It was worth every berry for my delectable little sweet pea.'

Nami made a gagging noise into her orange juice, but Sanji just bit his bottom lip and came sauntering over to stand by your side.

Sanji's breath drew in sharply as you absentmindedly began to brush your pointer finger up and up: first tickling over the arm that came winding around your shoulder, before leaning back to trace the edge of his jaw line, your eyes drawn away from Nami's waving hands to gawk up at the unbuttoned gap between his shirt where his Adam's apple lay tautly.

Nami was about to throw her muffin at your head when she suddenly started, bolting straight upright. Leaning forward on her elbows, she squinted her eyes suspiciously at the way you were nearly falling off the dining table's bench to lean back and caress your boyfriend's face.

'Hold on... what do you mean Agar Agar? How can they be made of food...'

'Well', you snorted, trying to hide your face by pulling one of Sanji's heavy arms up and draping his heavy bicep in front of your crinkling eyes. 'They are edible-'.

'Melt in the mouth, in fact', Sanji chimed in audaciously, bending his spine over so he could press a few butterfly kisses over the top of your scalp.

Nami nearly shoved the table straight into your stomach in her desperation to clamber up and escape the two of you. 'Nope. Nope! Absolutely not. The two of you get out of here now, before I start pitching water over your heads.'

Try Two: Usopp

At try two, Sanji was three seconds away from kicking the door of its hinges in annoyance.

It had taken nearly all night for the two of you to get even these few seconds of isolation together, and yet Sanji still felt so woefully unprepared. His fingers stumbled as he clumsily tried his best to ignore how his pounding heart was almost playing leap-frog with his ribs; the tautening of his abdomen as he tried to pull his under-shirt over his head left exultant lacerations against his muscles. He had to work up the courage to turn and kiss you now, or he was going to keel over and pass out on the floor from his heart's anguish: brought to his knees by the one thing he could never escape: his soul’s serendipity. 

Thankfully, you did the hard part for him.

He flushed at the sound of your feet pattering off your bed to echo through the shimmering walls towards him; he throat bobbed at the feel of your hand delicately winding round to finger at the Windsor knot choking his neck. He nearly cried out when you pressed your body flush against his back.

'My buttercup, if you keep pulling at that tie like that you'll have conked out before I've even got you to the bed.'

You could feel the desperation radiate off Sanji as he tilted his head back to try and watch you. Despite how tired he seemed, his dipping eyelashes roved almost hungrily over every aspect of you he could see, his hand coming up to slide over yours until you were bowered and anchored together in the storm.

'Well my honeyed heart', he almost made your breath hitch as he walked the two of you backwards, stopping only once the heavy weight of your bed swung against your knee pit. 'I suppose I'll just have to bring the bed to us.'

With a grunt that sounded suspiciously close to a puppy's whine, Sanji snapped you up within his arms and lifts you up to sit on the chained platform. Once you had regained your balance, you beckoned your pointer finger towards Sanji, and he nearly tripped over his own feet as he came stumbling towards you, dragged forwards as if yanked by an invisible leash tied around his ankles.

'God, I missed you today', your boyfriend muttered, grabbing onto your shirt and nearly crawling into your skin like a man possessed. As your head hit the linen lining of the swing, the man did his best not to collapse his full weight onto you when he came crushing down on top of your abdomen: the only thing holding him up being the point of his elbows that pin your arms in place, and the jut of his knees as they 'accidentally' fall between yours and slide them further... and further open. 'If Luffy has me make cook up one more medium-rare steak for him I'm going to throw myself headfirst into the ocean.'

You snorted, burrowing your nose into the soft mound of flesh underneath his earlobe. He shivered when you teasingly pursed your lips and blew against the shell, before latching on with your teeth and nipping at the squishy skin. 'If you do, don't worry. I'll make sure to fish you out with a frog net.'

'Frog net? Frog net!' Sanji slowly lowered his body to rest his forehead against the curve of skin just above your breasts, trying to stifle his smile. 'Oh, my wounded heart! I hope you're only saying that because you're going to give me a kiss.'

'Actually, it's because you're so slimy', you teased, poking your finger into his hip. His groan echoed into your bone as he pulled your waist tighter against him.

The starved man exhaled, his arms tightening around your waist; he was hiding himself away in your safety, trying to burrow himself underneath your skin like an ensnared goldcrest flying fruitlessly, dangerously, with harrowing hope for the propitious freedom wrought only by the sun.

Sanji made an incomprehensible gargle that sounded something vaguely along the lines of: 'Eye wansh kisch ewe so mphly.'

'What was that, buttercup?'

'I want to kiss you so badly', Sanji whimpered, his warm tears soaking through to your shoulders.

He was so soft. God always so soft, and as he lay before you now, you could almost imagine how sweet he must have been before his father cruelly tried to stifle it with cruel mockery and torturous punishments. So soft, so calm, so comforting, as he peered up at you with those wonderous eyes; his attention was always drawn back to you: so trusting, no matter what you said or did. Always. Just looking at you with this almost timeless intensity. As if it’s the most natural thing in the world, to want to spend his whole life caught in the light of the most translunary being he’s ever met.

You stroked your palm through the tangling strands of hair by the nape of his neck, letting your voice fall to a whisper in order not to startle Sanji any further. 'Well, you are my sweet prince after all. You can kiss me whenever you want.'

The cook's reply was muffled by a swift knock against the doorframe.

'Hey, is everything okay? I'm hearing some weird noises coming from in here... are you guys in trouble? I know those Marines on Karushi Island were pretty annoyed when Y/n tossed them backwards over their butts-'

His perturbed question was met only by a deafening groan, followed by the pillow Sanji picked up and flung hitting the porthole window with a crashing PLASH.

Usopp flinched back, instinctively reaching towards his belt to run his fingers over the solid oak of his slingshot. 'Okay, be brave. Be brave, Captain Usopp. Your friends may be in danger! They may-'. Usopp's words quickly died on his tongue when he cautiously tip-toed open the door to the boy's quarters. In fact, his tongue nearly rolled out of his jaw as his lips slackened, blubbering like a pufferfish at the sight of Sanji almost draped across you. A half-naked Sanji.

He clapped his hands over his eyes, and nearly tossed himself over the edge of the ship with how rapidly his legs were wheeling themselves backwards. 'I'm so sorry you guys! I didn't know you were- well you were, you know- boinking in ther-.'

SLAM.

The swift silence that settled over the room should have been reassuring. Should have been. If only it hadn't been followed by the confused wails from the sharpshooter as he lolled out flat against the floor: the tip of his bandana scraping underneath the toe of Sanji's shoe where it was splayed out over the edge of the bed.

Sanji just sighed like a weary father, taking one hand off your cheek to slap it over his eyes with a curt shake.

'You snuggle up here and stay warm, sweetheart. I'll go get Chopper.'

Try Three: Luffy

At try three, Sanji was busy spending his spare two seconds trying to work up the nerve to just... leap across the room to where you were standing and kiss you silly.

'Okay', Sanji folded himself against the door and started counting distractedly on his fingers. 'I've given the Captain three plates of meat, so that should distract him for a little while: I've also hidden cookies along the deck, and stuffed a few mint infused lamb shanks in the Crow's Nest. Hopefully he'll go and bother moss head for a bit instead of annoying-'

A ringing crash made the two of you wince as your poor bedroom door got another battering; this time, the handle nearly cleft a hole clean in the wall as Luffy's leg came barging sandal first into the room.

He couldn't sleep... so your Captain had the fortuitous idea of seeking out the next best thing: hugs from you.

'Y/n, there you are! I ran out of meat, I need you to rub my tummy so I can nap! I tried asking Zoro, but he kicked me off the Crow's Nest!'

Before you could even open your mouth to protest, Luffy's stretchy arms have latched onto the edges of the door and he's flung himself into the room like a Hawaiian clad cannonball. Sadly, one that had been directly configured to launch into you: headfirst, nonetheless.

'Damn it Luffy - nO!'

A look of pure terror widened your eyes as you were skidded butt-first across the floor by a mop of curly black hair and a Cheshire grinning face. A crushing weight piled onto the side of your face, and despite how much Sanji curses and tries to detach Luffy's arm from your waist, your Captain's smushed face doesn't even lift an inch off your cheek.

'Oh, Sanji! You're here too! Even better!'

Then koala mode is activated, and Luffy's legs and arms come wrapping around you... and poor Sanji's like a cocoon. The helpless cook goes flying through the air like a contorted puppet blasted out of a wonky cannon.

Oblivious as always, your Captain settled down between the two of you for his pre-sleep nap, effectively trapping pining you and a love-struck Sanji a foot away from each other. Within a blink of an eye Luffy's head lolled onto your shoulder, and you frowned as you tried to shuffle away from the thin lines of drool that dripped out of his snoring mouth. As if he could sense you moving, Luffy's arms tightened like a vice around your waist, winding another few extra times around for good measure.

After a few minutes of wriggling, some muted swearing, and a lot of shoving the toe of his boot into the side of an unaware Luffy's shin, Sanji finally managed to wrangle his hand to snake around the rubber man's bellybutton so he could link his pinkie finger with yours.

Trying your best not to to block your nostril, you shuffled your cheek to the side until you could meet your boyfriend's sorrowful eye.

Despite your circumstance, all you did was smile.

God- that smile: bright enough to alight the dusk. As piercing and ruinous as pure golden sunlight. As devastating as the fresh warmth of a salt wind borne onto the stifling heat of a forgotten crag. And it makes everything in his life up to this moment worth something. Worth it all.

All the tortures in the world would be worth it to just link pinkies with you.

Try Four: Zoro

At try four, Sanji was one second away from hoisting his crewmates over his shoulder and flinging them overboard one by one.

There was something incredibly unsexy about banging your head against a pair of Zoro's sweaty hand weights, but as Sanji pounded you to the ground, neither of you seemed to be able to muster the nerve to care.

'Sanji', you moaned almost lewdly, tugging his back and silently willing him down to cage your body against the coarse, sweaty mat. 'More. Please. More.'

His cheeks burned an almost violent carmine, but he refused to break contact; only for one sole second did his skin leave yours, when he couldn't contain the gut-wrenching want within himself anymore and dared to brush the plush top of his lip against the side of your nose.

'I- I want-'

You pressed your cheeks firmly against his, willing Sanji to believe every sweet word that you couldn't stop from gushing out of your mouth.

You stopped, panting for breath. 'Tell me sweetie - tell me what you want. Let me hear you say it.'

His body squeezed around yours, the so usually syrupy sweet cook clenching his fingers into the meat of your spine like a savage animal shaken loose from its wrought iron chains: like an unbottled tempest with nowhere left to rage except over the bearing flames.

'Please! Please - hngg, I can't, I can't. I need you. I can't hold myself back any longer.' His words sounded so painful it sent a jolt of worry through your heart.

And yet when he pressed his nose flatly against your own, so forcefully crushing his own skin against your own it nearly left you gasping for breath, there was still such a sweetness in it. Despite it all, despite how strenuously Sanji was trying to hold back that final band of constraint from snapping, his first and foremost priority would always be your wellbeing.

'I'm sorry- I'm sorry my chérie, but I need to feel you more than I need air.'

The gasping, open mouth kiss he gave you was only repeated: crashing down again and again against your own, tongue slashing with ravenous hunger over your bottom lip and clumsily leaving wet stripes of warm saliva against your cheek as Sanji devoured you. The meek, almost pitiful whimpers as he ducked his head into the curve of your shoulder blade as he grinded himself against you, effectively trapping you between the ground and the clench of his quivering thighs marked the interludes of his feast. His lips trembled as he sighed blissfully, holding the tide back as his free hand sweetly ran its knuckles up the side of your leg, stopping only when his thumb was pressed closely enough to your inseam that he could run miniature circles underneath the growing wetness of your pants.

At the sound of your shaking moan, his front teeth dug in so tightly to his bottom lip that he drew blood.

It scared you. You wanted him to do it again.

'Sanji, I said more.'

The claw of his hand as he swiped at your shirt, not caring that he almost sent a tower of Zoro's sweaty old shirts flying in his own desperation to tug yours off was his only reply. The almost achingly gentle restrain as he placed his right hand against your hip and tried to hold you in place: tried to warn you that if he started, he wasn't sure if all his pent-up yearning would allow him to stop. The sweat nearly dripped across his furrowed eyes, caking the wispy strands of his fringe against his bucking forehead as he willed himself to calm down. His eyes stung, but despite your desperate clawing up towards his shoulders, he forced his breathing to settle.

But by all the seas... as he peeked one eyelid open and saw the line of tantalising skin grow wider down your rising breast, all semblance of self-restraint fled from the near drooling cook's brain.

The feel of Sanji's lips dragging down your neck to nip at your pulse point was interrupted by the sound of a quiet c-r-a-c-k.

You peeked your head, too far gone to swim fully out of your daze. With your arms still wrapped firmly around the wide expanse of Sanji's contracting back, you jutted your chin into the constellation line of freckles by his left shoulder blade. 'Did you hear something?'

'Just the sound of this', he smiled, smoothing his hand off your hip and sliding it underneath your buttocks. He gave you a firm squeeze that left your mouth dropping open in a shocked pant as he lifted you further up against his abdomen and pressed your breasts firmly against his pecs: he was effectively cupping you up against him like a clingy, very drenched, koala bear.

This time though, the sound of something splintering was far too egregious to ignore.

The force of the door handle slamming into the wall of the Crow's Nest nearly made the whole ship shake in revulsion; the cool air against your skin was nearly too much to bear, but the raging heat that sparked out from the looming shadow enveloping the door was enough to make your whole body break out in goose bumps.

'Can you two stop making out around the ship for two seconds.'

Sanji growled, whipping his head round to sulk at the ship's swordsman.

'Can you mind your own business for even one, Marimo?'

The former bounty hunter ostentatiously held a finger up by slowly raising it into air, and it took you a second to realise he’s pointedly showing Sanji his middle finger.

'Zoro, did you- did you just break the lock?'

'What's your problem? I left my gym towel in here.'

[sabokunsmalia]

ʚ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 (𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃) 𝗗𝗢 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨 (𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 2) ɞ 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: nami, god usopp, trafalgar law, eustass kid, portgas d. ace & sabo 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: nothing much except for pet names, sweet stuff, and gestures 𝖍𝖎 𝖎'𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖆: part two without having someone ask for it because I'm a sucker for law, sabo and kid, and had to expose my thoughts about that to the world!

ʚ cat burglar nami ɞ

↷ berry were nami's greatest treasure. she hoarded the green paper in different hideouts in the girls room, preparing for an ambush from another pirate crew. so, when you joined the straw hat crew, it turned out to be a surprise for the male's and robin when nami came back from a shopping trip and handed you the very first bag from the ones in her hand. she never gave anyone even the tiniest amount of berry, and if they agreed to pay her back, the deal carried high interest. the orange-haired woman might have been a heartwarming person towards people, but she became a greedy one when her treasures were involved. except for you, you could take all the money and she would still follow you with heart eyes.

↷ nami has been part of the straw hat crew for almost decades. she was the first women to experience how unlogical luffy's choices sometimes were, how often zoro lost his way, how many lies usopp could tell in a day and how sanji named his attacks after french meals. so on a particular rough day, when she swallows down the stress so easily after practising for years to not let their dumbness get to her, she decides you need a long bath to relax. and she runs you one without hesitation or even warning you about it. a bubble bath, the smell of fresh rose petals from robin's flower beds spread through the room as your hand was placed in nami's warm palm. leading you towards the stairs, she smiled when you let your towel fall and stepped inside, almost immediately a satisfied groan escaped your throat. and nami, she was extremely satisfied with herself.

↷ most of the things you drank, or the pies you ate and loved so much, were made by nami with the help of sanji. after the man accepted that his chances with the navigator have vanished since you joined the grew, the cook helped nami to create the sweetest desserts for you. and hell, she was desperate to receive the praise from your mouth as the sweet orange juice of the first bite lingered on your tongue. oh, nami loved to watch your face twist in pleasure, her hands underneath her chin and the elbows on her knees as she sat beside you. just the little words about her cooking skills were enough to make her day and paint a smile on her lips, gathering another tad of courage to try a much more difficult recipe. but never forgetting the oranges.

ʚ god usopp ɞ

↷ oh, usopp knows how the adventures sometimes frighten you, and he's there, to hold your hand and always put a smile back on your face. he would make a fool out of himself a thousand times to ensure your mood was lifted again. when you did not get enough sleep because someone from another room was being awake all night and literally screaming through the corridors, usopp pulled the blanket back above your bodies and hugged you tighter while cuddling you back to sleep. when your stomach grumbled and you were especially hungry, usopp would fire up sanji to cook faster because his princess could die. totally overreacting but that was exactly the way he was. especially when it comes to you.

↷ imagine being in those muscular arms for an entire day, and i promise, once there is no fight and no enemies in sight, usopp will have his arms wrapped around you. sometimes around your waist from behind, pulling your back flush against his chest. sometimes over your shoulders and pulling you into an entire cuddle session. usopp could not keep his hands away from your irresistible self and beautiful soul. the sniper used any chance given to spend a free minute with you, either on deck, in his little workshop or any other place. life as a pirate was dangerous, life could end the next day or even minute. not being by your side, touching you, feeling your soft skin under his rough fingertips, it would be a great regret for the sniper.

↷ usopp loved to exit his workshop, walk towards the deck and find you on one of the loungers or maybe at the railing, wearing one of his hats or even glasses on top of your head. you were a beautiful sight for usopp before, but with his clothes or things attached to your stunning figure, he could faint each second. you looked so beautiful, and he would find a seat beside you. not one word was exchanged, usopp only kept staring at how pretty you made his things look with just wearing them. after almost too intense staring, the compliments would stumble out. a mess of words, mixed together in different compliments but most likely in a chaos of compliments where you had to find the right sentence together yourself. but you knew what he was like, and the flustered cheeks were enough for you to smile and laugh about the moment.

ʚ trafalgar d. law ɞ

↷ when the polar tang submerged and did not leave enough room to have a minute away from the stupid conversations between shachi and penguin, law invited you to join him in his office. none of the crew members visited him there, only knocking at the door once the ship emerged again, or they have found something special and rare. so, you were the only person allowed in his personal bubble. a room, filled with documents and books about the history and newspapers about a time before the surgeon even decided to become a pirate. he would occasionally glance up from the paragraph he was reading, seeing if you were alright or on the brink of exploding to ask him a question. oh, he could easily read it in the twisted features of your face.

↷ law was a man who worked way too many hours in his life. nights were for calm reading or planning the next steps ahead while the extrovert idiots of his crew were asleep instead singing or playing around. so, the doctor did not sleep enough but he always wanted to make sure that you were getting enough rest. mostly, you fell asleep on the couch in his office, as you were watching how his inked fingers flipped the pages of the book while never tearing his eyes off a particular important paragraph. and when he looked up to glance at you, law almost chuckled at the sweet sight in front of him. instead, he would place the book on the desk, and grabbed one of the large blankets that you adored so much. placing it over your body, he carefully wrapped the soft fabric around your body with a smile, and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before taking his seat in his chair again.

↷ this man has a very hard time sharing any romantic interactions in public. he was attractive, there was no need to deny the obvious, and it was too difficult to stay completely calm when a beautiful girl flirted with him. to avoid another argument or certainly the need to answer one of those desperate women, law only had to raise his arm. it might be small but the tattoo on the side of his ring finger revealed the deep romantic relationship he shared with you. your name, in capital letters, written along the length of his digit. a small tattoo with such a large and important meaning. obviously, he would ask you one day if you would do the same for him, and suddenly, the two of you have a special kind of partner ink. it was enough to know for the two of you, even if penguin and shachi always teased their captain about finally committing to someone.

ʚ eustass 'captain' kid ɞ

↷ kid's a rough man, he's always so loud and his voice is always accentuated by that particular grumpy growl coming from his throat. with you, the change was inevitable. not that he wasn't the violent man with the fight addiction and incomparable confidence anymore, but he started to calm down in your presence. mostly at night, when the victoria punk became a quiet place while the crew slept. mostly because there was too much booze drowned. kid drank a couple of glasses himself but his height allowed him to have more than others. staring off into the darkness, you shivered as the deep conversations between kid and you rolled on. and hell, he never thought he would have that kind of situation but he was so quick with shrugging off the warm feathery coat from his shoulders and placing them on yours. underneath the thick fabric, you almost disappeared as your arms slipped through the sleeves and never reached the end. the red-haired captain chuckled at the sight, but he also felt his heart beating faster at the same view.

↷ he always wears his red lipstick, mostly because he cares about looking presentable when it comes to such small things, but since you stepped into his life it had a different meaning for him. always making sure his lips were covered in red, kid's mouth traveled around your throat, along the line of your jaw and over your face. even around your cleavage, stomach and the insides of your thighs, leaving red lipstick marks along your delicate skin. even better, the marks of red accompanied by the blueish leftovers of his deep and rough bites. it was his favorite thing, marking you up to show off that you belonged to someone. oh, and how much he loved to explore your body another night, and find the same marks and color mix still peppered all across your soft skin. reminders of what he has done to you, reminders of a good night with him. reminders of his undying love for you.

↷ kid always loved to work with metal, he had a talent for creating and repairing things. with the devil fruit he ate, it just allowed him to work quicker, and even create much taller statues or weapons. he was dedicated to it, always seated in his workshop at the bench, putting together small pieces with his large hands while using his powers to keep them in place before putting them together. it was almost too beautiful to watch how creative and dedicated he was. but the most loving and beautiful part of his hobby became the fact that he always made a small present for you. a bracelet, to pull you towards him in dangerous situations or when he was just craving your touch so badly. a ring to confess his unyielding love to you, and make small promises at the same time. a beautiful hair clip when you were annoyed by your hair fluttering into your face while fighting. even the small dagger that was meant to protect your life in difficult moments, and was attached to your waist, was made by your beloved kid. the present's weren't always meant to be sweet, but they had an important meaning which was much more sincere.

ʚ portgas d. ace ɞ

↷ let's have an honest moment right here. it's definitely a hat thing for the asl brothers, and ace would be like luffy in that situation. the commander loved it when you wore his hat around the ship, playing with the strings while having a particularly interesting conversation with marco about further plans. obviously it wasn't only the hat he loved to share with you. some days his pearl chain disappeared before he woke up from a long nap, and he found you, wearing it as your belt for the new dress you bought on the last island. the sight was made in heaven for the fire fist. he surely could never get enough of seeing you, wearing his little accessories. one day, he would come back from a mission, bringing you a pearl necklace of your own and making sure they included the two smiley's which were present on his hat. ace wanted the two of you to look as much as partners as possible.

↷ oh, ace was such a touch greedy man. he always had to have you around somehow, when he was on the moby dick. since pops trusted him with many missions, ace was missing from the crew for days, or sometimes even weeks, as he tried to fulfill what pops told him to. so, when ace returned to the whitebeard crew, his first task was to look for you and find out if you were alright. hands always wrapped around your waist, his chin placed in the curve of your neck as he placed butterfly kisses along the side of your throat. hell, he didn't even let you go when pops asked for your opinion on something and took the blame for it afterwards. ace showed his love with physical touch, and he was way too addicted to having his fingertips feel the softness of your delicate skin. he knew it could be over or too late one day, and he wouldn't want to miss a chance.

↷ surely, you never had to confront the freezing cold with ace as your boyfriend. he would make sure to always prepare a fire when the crew settled down at the island. he always lit candles around the shared bedroom, knowing that if one fell to the side, he could easily kill the fire without doubts. and while laying in bed, the blankets not even thick enough to keep the bites of cold away from your shuddering body, all you had to do was scoot closer to your boyfriend's chest. sprawled out hands were placed on your waist, grabbing the flesh of your hips tightly as the warmth spread from his fingertips through your body. the shivers disappeared and the comfort settled in, as ace used his devil fruit power's to raise the temperature underneath the blanket and even of the entire bedroom. he wouldn't want you to get sick, and what better way to have those incredible powers than to use them for your comfort.

ʚ flame emperor sabo ɞ

↷ sabo was born a noble boy, and the choice of his clothing still kind of resembled the nobility of his former life. sure, he hated them. he despised how they treated humankind and put themselves above all. still his clothing remained. and you have never seen sabo in broad daylight, walking around without his gloves. they were his trademark, like the hat that always landed on your head when he was in a particularly difficult fight with an enemy. it was the same as his brothers, but this time, sabo usually carried the hat himself except for in those situations. also, the chief of staff would definitely buy you a pair of gloves yourself. thin fabric, almost see-through and a small bow on the side of your wrists. he would even help you put them on the very first time. so delicate and beautiful, just like the way he saw you. and well, he would buy a couple more pairs along the way or just bring them back with him.

↷ sabo would make sure he would give you a transponder snail. a way to always communicate with him when he was away, gathering important information or just advancing to save luffy from the enemies for another day. the revolutionary army was in possession of one transponder snail but it always stayed in dragon's office. sabo needed to hear your voice once in a while as he traveled across the vast ocean. just a simple greeting or a sweet confession from the other side of the transponder snail was enough to give sabo new strength. and he did not want to talk to five others before finally reaching you and only having limited time for a conversation. he needed you, needed the reassuring glint in your voice when you told him that he was going to be okay and come back home to you. all the words you said, the promises you made, turned sabo into an even stronger person than he has been before.

↷ sabo is a man who loves to spoil you, mostly with time together because he was always so damn busy as the chief of staff. second in command was a blessing, standing just underneath the leader, and having the chance to share his piece of mind. but it cost him time with you. so, sabo certainly tried his best to spend each free minute with you together. mostly, cooking a meal for the two of you, for a sweet candlelight dinner. going to a restaurant was impossible with the bounty which was on his head, knowing how many marines would bath in the glory of taking down the second in command of the revolutionary army. quality time was his kind of showing his love for you, and sabo's ways of cooking such a special dinner, with a glass of expensive wine and just a couple of hours for the two of you together, it was enough and a very pleasant surprise each and every single time.

[stinkysam]

OPLA men - How they take it.

Warning : nsfw, top!reader

Genre : smut

Synopsis : "I don’t have any specific characters in mind so feel free to do whoever, but may I ask you which One Piece men are the best / worst at taking dick in the ass Mr Stinky? Who rides cock like they are about to enter a rodeo and who turns into a total pillow princess as soon as just the head pops in. Please and thank you Mr stinky" - anon

Reader : male (you/yours)

A/N : this isn't ranked, it's alphabetical order.

-cis women dni-

Akagami no Shanks

Can take dick. He contracts a bit at first, and when you fully push it in, he will sigh as if he's sipping a good bottle of rum in ages. It's like he's fully relaxed. He's like this the whole time. Riding you like a champ with pretty little moans. He can be a pillow princess at times when he's feeling lazy.

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Buggy the Clown

Likes to act like he can take anything, but once your dick is in sight, he acts like he won't be able to. He's a full pillow princess and is a bit ashamed of it once he's out of the bedroom. Will boast that you're the pillow princess when he fully knows that's not true.

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Cabaji

He's always stressed at first, like really anxious. No matter your size. But he does very well. He's a bit of a pillow princess at times. It depends on his mood.

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Dracule Mihawk

Can take it, but he likes to make you work for it because he doesn't have a very high sex drive anyway. But once you start, you're in for a ride. Like Shanks, he rides like a champ, but to get a moan, you'll have to work really hard. They're really soft and quiet.

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Monkey D. Garp

I've seen a couple of people thirst for him on tiktok, so that's why I put him here too. Can take dick. No stress. Feels very tight, though, even when fully relaxed. He's just like that. You better get ready because it'll only end when he decides it. Grandpa has a lot of energy and strength.

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Monkey D. Luffy

He's stretchy. He can take it. But he's really whiny and eager. It's sloppy and unsteady. He's a bit of a pillow princess as well but not ashamed of it at all. In fact, he doesn't care. What does that even mean ? Very easy to make him moan.

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Roronoa Zoro

He's a stressed virgin, unlike Luffy, who's not stressed at all. It's very cute. Can take it but be slow and steady at first. Not a pillow princess.

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Usopp

Another stressed virgin one, no matter your size. But not a pillow princess ! Thought he's a bit unsure he's good at riding you. Not rodeo style, though, very sensitive. His moans are delightful.

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Vinsmoke Sanji

And another virgin ! But not as stressed as the others, thought a bit anxious on the edges. He can take dick very well but will need lots of foreplay. He's a pillow princess at times. It depends on whether he needs to be taken care of or not.

[lawsvalentine]

Let’s Discuss: Tugging on Usopp’s Dreads During Sex (18+)

Opla!Usopp

CW: explicit sexual content, oral (f recieving), sex, reader tugging on his dreads during sex and dats it

Cee’s Note: This is 100% me self indulging rn and I had to alright 😭 nobody else was providing opla usopp content 😔

[minors do NOT interact; explicit content ahead]

Your favorite thing to do was run your fingers through Usopp’s locs

Whether it was when you both were chilling on the ship and your hand would absentmindedly play with his hair while you two cuddled or while you two were having a heated makeout session your hands would once again be laced through his hair.

So it’s no surprise to Usopp to feel your fingertips once again in his scalp only this time his face was burried between your legs, tongue lapping at your dripping core. Everytime he heard a gasp come out your lips, your grip would tighten in his hair.

But he didn’t mind it

It turned him on so much when you did it

Every time you would slightly tug from the pleasure, you could faintly hear his moans against your pussy.

“F-Fuck, baby, feels so good”

With every flick, swirl, and lap at your cunt your cries were getting louder and grip tighter as you pushed his face further in your cunt.

You could feel your orgasm approaching but you wanted to feel more than just his tongue prodding at your entrance.

So with the same hand that was forcing him closer to your sex you pulled his head back to stop him. You couldn’t help but smirk at the slick dripping down his chin and the dazed look in his eyes.

Mans was pussy drunk sgshdh

“I want to feel you…all of you”

You didn’t care how needy you sounded you just wanted him and he was just as desperate for it to. So before you knew it you were on your back, legs wrapped around his waist as his hips rolled against yours.

Your fingers were back gripping his locs the other hand clutching his shoulders as he continues his slow deep strokes.

His head is buried in the crook of your neck trying to hide his moans against your skin.

“Ah, go deeper baby”

With that, he grips your thighs pushing them further back against your chest and angles himself to where his thrusts deeper inside you

Your moans increase as you feel your orgasm approaching and he is not far behind you

Your eyes roll back, fingers clutching for dear life around his hair, as your orgasm hits you causing your legs to tremble with pleasure

“Oh-oh shit, y/n, I’m cumming”

And with one final thrust, he empties his load inside you

As you both came down from your highs, you feel his weight roll off you and lay beside you, his chest heaving trying to catch his breath

As you two lay facing each other, your hand pushes a fallen loc from his face and he has his dopey grin as he gazes at you

He’s so damn cute for his own good

Your fingers softly playing with his hair drifts him to sleep and you as well not too long after him.

[ink-perfect]

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[layla4567]

The straw hats hearing your laugh for the first time [headcanon]

Luffy

The first time this boy heard you laugh was when you were sitting next to Ussop on the deck and he made you laugh with a joke. Luffy was on the mast and from up there he heard your loud and contagious laugh.

He couldn't help but smile, the sound was so happy and innocent. It wasn't long until he came down to see you and started laughing with you.

Luffy doesn't know how to hide so he approached you and exclaimed

"Wow Y/N, I've never heard you laugh, you should do it more often, you have a beautiful laugh!"

You turned around embarrassed, you didn't think your laugh would be heard so much. You were afraid of disturbing others with so much noise so you blushed embarrassed.

Luffy noticed and quickly hugged you like a bear. "Please don't be ashamed of it, I love that you express your joy like that!"

From that day on, Luffy didn't stop making jokes, funny faces or nonsense to hear your laugh again.

Sanji

Sanji was in the kitchen as always preparing a special dish by whisking something in a bowl and you were sitting at the bar waiting. You were waiting for him to finish while you looked distractedly at the boat window with one hand resting on your chin.

Suddenly and out of nowhere you remembered something funny and you couldn't help but smile widely while you let out a nazal pig laugh and closed your eyes. Since there was no one else in the kitchen but you and Sanji, the cook listened to you and looked up from his bowl to look at you with raised eyebrows and a wide smile.

When you realized that your laugh had sounded loud and ugly, you covered your mouth in horror and looked at him blushing and then looked at your feet. You mumbled an embarrassed sorry and ran out of the kitchen while Sanji followed you with his eyes, worried.

During the meal you couldn't make visual contact with anyone, especially Sanji, which seemed strange to everyone. Zoro even reluctantly asked the cook if he had said something bad to you. Of course he was offended and replied no. After lunch you locked yourself in your room without talking to anyone.

You sat in your hammock with your hands between your face, regretting having laughed like that when a soft knock on your door brought you out of your thoughts. When you went to open it you saw that it was Sanji looking at you worried, he always worries about you.

"Y/N, are you okay? You hardly spoke at dinner and you always have something to tell" He said trying to smile shyly.

You looked down and covered your face with your hands "It's my laugh, it's horrible and I hate it" Sanji looked at you surprised, thinking about why you hated something like your laugh, to him it seemed like the cutest sound in the universe.

"Y/N look at me" He grabbed your cheeks and looked into your eyes "You don't have to be ashamed of anything, I swear that if I ever die the last thing I want to hear is your sweet laugh" He said smiling and kissed the tip of your nose.

Zoro

The swordsman was practicing with his sword as he usually did and you were standing next to Luffy on the deck looking at the sea chatting. Suddenly Ussop wanted to join where you were but when he was going down the stairs he tripped and fell on his face.

You and Luffy turned to look at him and without hesitation burst out laughing. You let out adorable giggles as you tapped your knee. Hearing you, Zoro stopped practicing and looked at you, raising an eyebrow, then smiled sideways and let out a low, soft laugh.

Luffy ran to help Ussop and you looked at Zoro realizing that he heard you. You smiled shyly and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, looking at the ground.

Zoro slowly approached you with a mischievous smile "You didn't know you could laugh like that."

You tried to avoid his gaze, he tilted his head "I think he's cute" You quickly raised your head, looking at him in surprise and blushed.

Satisfied with his job of making you nervous, he walked away without saying anything else, leaving you frozen in place still in shock.

The next few days Zoro would make sure to tease you about your laughter so that you wouldn't forget "Y/N, do you remember the day you laughed at Ussop?, because I didn't forget it" He said with a wink "It was so delicious, you would laugh like that to if I asked you?" "Come on, don't be shy now."

And every time you laughed he was close enough to hear you again, whether you noticed his presence or not. And you always made him smile

Nami

You were sitting near Nami while she was drawing her maps, you always sat next to her because you liked watching her work and she appreciated your company.

She was focused on the strokes she was making with the pencil and you were focused on the book that you had resting on your lap. At one point during the reading you let out a melodious laugh at a funny paragraph you had read.

It was just a second but enough for Nami to stop drawing and look at you with pleasant surprise. You hadn't even realized that she had paid attention to your laughter.

Nami didn't want to interrupt your reading so she let it go and continued drawing her maps but now with a tender smile on her lips and with the sound of your laughter still in her head.

That afternoon when you were both leaning on the edge of the boat contemplating the waves and the seagulls flying through the sky, she brought up the topic gently bumping your hip with hers: "What a cute laugh you have."

You turned to look at her confused while she continued looking at the sea "Today when you were reading near me, you started to laugh" You sighed an oh and smiled, nodding.

"I would love to bottle your laughter and carry it with me always." This time he looked at you with the only thing you could describe as love.

You gave her a kiss on the cheek and began to tell her the story you were reading and what had made you laugh about the book.

Ussop

You were both sitting in a hammock. You were swinging your legs funny while he told you funny stories and bad jokes.

The atmosphere was so happy that suddenly Ussop started tickling you shamelessly.

You kicked and squirmed trying to escape from his hands while laughing happily like a child.

Your high-pitched laughter filled the entire room and echoed, your cheeks were red as apples and seeing you and hearing like that Ussop became happier and continued tickling you in places that he knew were your weak points.

When you couldn't take it anymore you punched Ussop hard on the shoulder "Enough, Ussop!!" You screamed, panting but smiling.

Your cheeks were still rosy and he looked at you with a huge smile "I'm sorry, I just liked your laugh, I don't think I'd heard it before."

You shrugged, smiling flattered but answered modestly "It's just a laugh, it's no big deal."

"No big deal? Oh come on, I'm sure you'd win a laughing contest." You laughed again at the absurdity of what he had just said. He pointed a finger at you. "See? There it is, that's it. What do you think of going to play a prank on Zoro or Luffy so we can hear you laugh again?"

You shook your head "Don't be silly Ussop" He shrugged indifferently "Oh well that's a shame, then I'll have to do this" And without thinking twice he tickled you again until, this time you laughed harder until you almost fell of the hammock. Your laugh was so scandalous that the others went to see what was happening until they saw you almost on the ground holding your stomach and with tears in your eyes.

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dividers credits: @benkeibear @rookthornesartistry

[brairslair]

tiktok trends i think the one piece men would do with you in a relationship even tho literally no one asked

includes: luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, law, shanks, usopp, and sabo

luffy:

forever

zoro:

slim pickin’s

sanji:

you better lock your phone

ace:

no one else

law:

misty

shanks:

tears dry in their own

usopp:

surprise hug

sabo:

don’t want you to leave

[tinkerbelle05]

Hello! I’ve read some of your works and I absolutely adored them! Can I request for an Usopp x f!reader angst? Maybe something like (reader’s) one sided love? Or reader being Usopp’s childhood friend that’s secretly in love with him even though she knew he likes Kaya?Thank you!🫶🏻

I Know It’s Not Me. It Was Never Me

Characters: Usopp x Fem!reader

Genre: Angst

Summary: (Requested) Thanks sweets 🍭

Warnings: unrequited love, one sided love, pinning, bitterness, no happy ending (sorry) (no I’m not lol)

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You knew that you weren’t the one that had Ussop’s heart. That his heart belonged to Kaya. It was obvious from the way his eyes gleamed whenever he talked about her.

How he always talked about her. No matter the topic, he always, always found a way to relate it back to Kaya.

He could look at the sky and said it reminded him of Kaya, he could look at delicious sweets and say that he wished he could give some to Kaya, hell he could be talking about his “adventures” and said he wished he could bring Kaya with him.

His eyes would bright up at the mere sight of her, he would spend every waking hour with her if he could.

It was just Kaya, Kaya, and even more Kaya. It was annoying to hear about it.

And it hurt so, so much. You were right there, you were attainable to Usopp but still he dreamt of having Kaya. Even though he knew that it would never work. That they could never work.

Guess people would always want something they couldn’t have. Guess that saying rang true for you too.

At a certain part, your sadness melted into bitterness which turned into hatred. You weren’t proud of it and you knew that it was no one’s fault. You couldn’t help who you loved and neither could Usopp.

That didn’t stop your blood from boiling when you saw Kaya though.

It didn’t stop your eyes from rolling whenever Usopp went on and on about Kaya either. And it didn’t stop you from crying your eyes out every night under your covers where wished and prayed that one day your feelings would just disappear.

Every night you wished your heart wouldn’t skip a beat when Usopp’s brown eyes landed on you and you wished your mind would stop wondering what Usopp was doing absentmindedly.

You hugged your pillow tighter and pressed your face deeper into it, hoping it’d muffle your cries so you wouldn’t wake your family up.

The day was mundane as every, you helped your family with the shop throughout the day and cleaned it up at closing. It was almost evening, the sky became a multitude of oranges and purples. There was no sight of Usopp though.

You didn't know if you were happy or not because of it. To distract yourself from your complicated feelings, you busied yourself with work.

Besides, like your Dad loved to say there's always work to be done. You're just not looking hard enough.

“Hey, where's that boy you hang around at?” Your mom asked as she restocked the bread for tomorrow.

You wiped the tables, “I don’t know.”

With how quiet and dejected you sound, your mother gave you a worried look. You didn’t respond to it and she didn’t push it.

You went outside to take a break and felt the cool breeze on your face when you saw it. Ussop embraced and kissed Kaya.

You stopped dead in your tracks.

You didn’t think… Well you…

But it was right there, in front of your very eyes. You looked away from the scene, feeling embarrassed, creepy, angry, sad. Too many conflicting emotions, your chest started to hurt and your tears started to flow.

You slid down on the wall of your family’s shop. It was an alleyway so no one would bother you but an stray animal or something.

You knew you weren’t the one Ussop would choose. But you didn’t think that they could happen. That rather scary butler of Kaya’s clearly hated Ussop, and so you thought…

No, it didn’t matter now. He chosen. And it wasn’t you, it’d never, in an million years, be you.

You heard the bell ringing from your shop’s door, someone had walked in but it was closing time. Your mother probably would’ve turned them away.

“Oh, hello Ussop,” she said and your hears perked up.

“Hello, ma’am, um do you know where (Y/N) is? I have something to tell her,” you heard him ask.

What could he possibly want with you? Oh, god. Did he knew that you liked him? This whole time? Is he going to try to tell you?

You prided on being stealthy with your feelings but you get caught up in your head at times so maybe you weren’t as secretive as you thought.

God, how humiliating is that?

“I'm sorry, dear. But I don't. Would you like me to relay a message back to her?” your mother asked.

You could hear the reluctance in his voice, “I…I don't know. Because, well I'm leaving the island, And I don't know when or if I'll come back. So I want to say goodbye in person.”

That shocked you. He was leaving? To go where? With who? With Kaya maybe? Were they gonna runaway with each other?

You stood up on your tippy toes, looking at them both through a small window. You could see your mother but Usopp’s back was to you.

“Oh, that's wow. Hm, I guessed you've outgrown this place. It was bound to happen soon or later, huh?” your mother responded, and she caught your eye.

You quickly shook your head, please don't tell him. You knew that maybe one day you'd regret this but you weren't strong enough for this. To see him, leaving.

Usopp chuckled, “Yea, guess so. But you really don't know where she is?”

Your mother shook her head and he sighed deeply. They said their goodbyes, and your mother offered Usopp some food for his travels.

Then he was gone. You heard his voice, talking to his new friends. It was growing quiet and soon you couldn’t hear him anymore.

Maybe this distance between the two of you would make your heart grow numb to him. In any case, you just hoped it wouldn’t grow fonder.

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This is where you can find my one-shots, imagines, headcanons, etc., for One Piece Live Action. I advise that you check my rules before submitting any requests, please. You want to request something but don't know what. Check out my Flowers Asks, Hozier Asks, and my Taylor Swift Asks! Thank you! 💔- Angst 💖- Fluff 💌- Personal fav.

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𝘏𝑒𝘢𝑑𝘤𝑎𝘯𝑜𝘯𝑠

Mastermind ~ You planned everything to the last detail. She knew it. 💖 NFWMB ~ She doesn't like when anyone messes with you. 💖 Good Luck, Babe! ~ When she's too scared to admit she wants to be with you. 💔💌 Subway ~ When she realized she could never have a second chance with you. Part 2 to Good Luck, Babe! 💔 Enchanted ~ You have a fated encounter with a good-looking stranger. She’s all you think about. What happens when you meet her again? 💖 The Art of Pining ~ When she's too scared to tell you how she feels so she chooses to admire from afar. But how long can she keep this up? 💔💖

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Electric Touch ~ Just by touching you could she set you on fire. 💖 I Can See You ~ The others can never find you when you go off alone. You don't want them to. 💖 cowboy like me ~ You never expected to fall in love and yet here you are. In love with her of all people. 💔💖 "You Can Just Live." ~ Plots can keep two people apart. 💔

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𝘏𝑒𝘢𝑑𝘤𝑎𝘯𝑜𝘯𝑠

I Think He Knows ~ You are ridiculously in love with him and haven't confessed yet. He already knows. 💖💌

𝑂𝘯𝑒-𝑠𝘩𝑜𝘵𝑠

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𝘏𝑒𝘢𝑑𝘤𝑎𝘯𝑜𝘯𝑠

This Love ~ The ups and downs of the relationship. 💔💖

𝑂𝘯𝑒-𝑠𝘩𝑜𝘵𝑠

You Are In Love ~ You never expected him to be the person you fell for. 💖

Sᴀɴᴊɪ

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Delicate ~ You’ve both had rough lives. You always make sure the other is comfortable. 💖 Too Sweet ~ The two of you are vastly different. It makes things a little difficult at times. 💔💖

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New Year's Day ~ Cleaning up after an eventful day ends with Sanji confessing how he never wants to lose you. 💖 Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene ~ You're hooked on each other even if you're not good for each other. 💔 Work Song ~ You're the only thing that keeps him going. 💖

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Movement ~ He'll always go where you go. 💖

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Liar, Liar ~ When a lying competition gets a little out of hand. 💖

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Welcome to New York ~ Life got so much better after you joined the Strawhats. 💖💌

𝑂𝘯𝑒-𝑠𝘩𝑜𝘵𝑠

[mostlymihawk]

First Date!

Straw Hat Crew (+ Mihawk + Koby) x GN reader

CW: None

Mihawk:

You had no idea swordfighting could be romantic until Mihawk invited you on a raid with him.

Mihawk really just wants to impress you with his swordfighting skills.

His eyes are on you constantly, making sure you're watching his every move.

He's both testing himself and proving his skill to you.

If his distraction gets him injured, he's not skilled enough to be worth your time.

"Keep your eyes on the fight, or do you want to get yourself killed?"

He's lying; he loves having your eyes transfixed on him.

He makes sure your distraction doesn't get you injured, of course.

Luffy:

Luffy says he's taking you to the best restaurant in the city.

You've never been to this town before, so Luffy follows his nose and takes you to a big, fancy restaurant.

The food is terrible, but maybe you've become a bit of a snob after eating Sanji's cooking every day.

"What's wrong? Are you not hungry?"

You end up visiting about six restaurants before you find a little hole in the wall with incredible food.

Luffy eats a full meal at every restaurant no matter how awful the food is.

He doesn't pay, instead leaving an I-owe-you at each table.

Your date ends in a fistfight with the staff at the last restaurant for this exact reason.

Sanji:

You expect your first date with Sanji will be a romantic candle-lit dinner made by the man himself.

Wrong. It's cooking lessons.

Sanji's touching you almost constantly throughout the whole date.

His hand covers yours as he guides you through chopping onions, his arms come around yours to carefully flip the steak so you don't burn yourself.

He's also praising you constantly.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were holding out on me."

In the end, the date is a romantic candle-lit dinner, but you cook for Sanji and not the other way around.

And if you happened to burn the meat by accident...Well, Sanji will insist your cooking was divine either way.

Nami:

Sanji is only too happy to whip up tangerine tarts for the evening.

Nami picks a tangerine from the tree and you play a few of her childhood games with it.

You play catch, you toss it between each other without touching it...

The tangerine is bruised by the end, but you're both smiling, and you just peel the tangerine and share it anyways.

Nami shows you how to make a windmill from tangerine peels, and then you round the night off on deck with some stargazing.

"...We should do this again sometime. I had a lot of fun."

Zoro:

You have been dropping hints for weeks that you want to go on a date. And he's been entirely unreceptive.

"I'm gonna take a nap."

You want to strangle him.

One day you start to wonder why he always gives you a look when he goes for his naps.

And then it hits you.

He's been asking you out on a date this whole time, the only way he knows how.

His face lights up when you suggest the both of you take a nap.

"I thought you'd never ask."

You spend your date napping together in the hammoc.

Oddly, you realize you learn an awful lot about someone by sleeping with them.

Usopp:

Your first date with Usopp involves sitting with him while he regales you with the Totally Realistic Adventures of Captain Usopp.

He gets so animated, climbing and jumping and making sound effects and everything.

You adore watching him.

When you quietly ask him to tell you the story of that fishman he defeated, he gasps and launches right into the most enthusiastic story yet.

"Yeah. It was pretty cool, if I do say so myself."

Bonus!!

Koby:

Fancy, high-end restaurant.

You barely speak a word the entire time.

Koby's terrible with keeping up a conversation, but you share each other's food and make a lot of awkward small talk.

When Koby tells a joke that gets a laugh out of you, he looks genuinely surprised.

He smiles then, and the conversation starts to flow more easily.

It's fairly boring, as dates go, but you want to go on another date and so does he.

"I...I had fun. This was great, really."

[brazilian-whalien52]

The funniest thing is one piece tv show breaking the bubble and become really popular so people start shipping Zoro and Sanji

[bowieandqueen11]

Monkey D. Luffy Confessing His Love For You Would Include...

Request: Hi! I absolutely loved your Straw Hat Birthday post 💖 genuinely didn't fancy Luffy until I read that and now can't stop thinking about him! I saw you wanted to write another post for him so how about a classic How Would Luffy Confess/Show His Feelings for you? I just know he'd be an absolute clingy weirdo about it 🤩 thank you!!

Awww thank you lovely!! SO glad to be sharing the Luffy love, and you're so right, he would be so clingy!! :)

Imagines always take a lot of planning and time to write, so comments are much much appreciated!!

(I do not own One Piece or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @general-cyno.)

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Look, Luffy HAD to release his feelings for you. Right now. If not for the fact that every time he was in a ten centimetre radius of you his whole body shook with such perfervid vibrations he's nearly left a gaping hole in the deck, Zoro's clenched jaw was dead giveaway that he was ten seconds from lobbing his Captain off the side of the ship.

If he had to hear about it one more time. It was bad enough Mr. Curly Brows finding his way to butt into every conversation: placing down his whisk so he could clasp his hands to his cheek and turn to Luffy with such pulsing hearts catapulting out of his eyes at the mere thought of romance. Even worse was being subjected to Luffy's tireless campaign; the incessant drilling of Luffy in trying to make sure every crewmate knew his every inner, cogitating... sappy thoughts about you was starting to eat into Zoro's much needed nap time.

On second thoughts, hearing solely Luffy talk about romance was far better than hearing both he and the waiter prattle on about it.

Zoro placed his palms over his eyes and tried to block out the way the cook had begun fanning himself with the bottom edge of his apron. 'You need to woo them, Luffy! Make them feel like they're the most stunning person in the whole world- the most important crewmate on this ship!'

Luffy took a break from tearing apart the third plate of roasted beef and fresh bread poor Sanji had spent all afternoon sweating in the kitchen to bake to glance down at the meat quizzically. No - not quizzically, much to Zoro's chagrin. Luffy's eyes widened; his head tilted as he rubbed his fingers together and let his meal clatter back onto the plate, his eyes brightening as if he were burnishing all the world's sunsets between his hands.

He looked yearning.

What Zoro didn't understand - heck, what even Luffy himself didn't understand, was how long this long-held devotion had been balling in the pit of his stomach like gilded butterflies, trying to flutter out through his ever-growing smile. After his dejection at Shank's departure from Dawn Island, you had been the only person left in Luffy's life whom he still felt hope from. The only person, besides the kind Makina, who didn't treat Luffy and his dreams like a whimsical joke.

When you had found him on the shore of the coast that day: his legs shivering as he ignored the chill splash of the tide soaking over his legs, his straw hat hanging sorrowfully over his eyes, you knew immediately that all Luffy needed was a little bit of optimism. A little bit, as you stepped over the shards of splintered wood that you could only make out as the remains of a makeshift mast, of belief. As you folded your legs down on the sand and settled next to your friend and gently took the torn Jolly Roger flag from his clenched hands, that what Luffy really needed was your unwavering devotion.

Little did you know, as Luffy turned with bleary eyes and that - god - that still so tender smile twitching at his lips when he spots you, that he was thinking exactly the same. As you grasped his hand between your own and pointed out to the horizon, promising that one day the two of you would sail away underneath that spot: right there. That one! That little spot: those wavering streaks of shimmering gold that lay like a transcendental passage underneath the orbed sun, you could never have realised that Luffy would only reflect your adoration tenfold.

'Wherever we go, we go together right? You won't leave me?', Luffy has asked, wiping his snotty nose with the back of your intertwined knuckles.

'Of course! I promise, Luffy', you had recoiled with a laugh, wiping it off on his vest.

Luffy's so uncharacteristically still, so silent for a moment, that Zoro's almost tempted to shout for Chopper. 'They are!', he finally shouts, nearly making the table clatter onto its side with how fervidly his knee jolts. For a moment, Luffy looks almost sad as he drops the last piece of beef back onto his plate, but his spine is quick to shoot as straight as an arrow again: his wide grin blooming across his face like roped starlight when he remembers what he had been so busy thinking about mere moments before. And every hour before that. And every single day before that as well. You.

You had always been an integral part of his dream, and now he was beginning to understand why.

'I can't stop thinking about them!', he declares, much to a chuckling Sanji's delight and a groaning Zoro's annoyance. 'They're more beautiful than all of the meat in all of the entire seas!'

Zoro pinches his temples lightly before rubbing his hands down his face and crossing them stoutly over his chest. Sanji's quick to scowl over at him. Leaning back on his stool, the first mate sighs as he watches Luffy whip his head between his two cremates like a puppy whose just been tossed a juicy bone.

'What do I do now!'

'Just... don't... don't say that to them. The beef part. The rest of it's fine.'

Sanji clucks his tongue at the swordsman, desperately trying to hold back a seething retort. Instead, he turns his attention back to his Captain, coming to clean up his plate and reassuringly pat his shoulder at the same time. 'Don't worry, Luffy. You just need to show them that you care! Spend some quality time with them, shower them with gifts, offer them your hand when they're disembarking the ship... ', Sanji's eyes glaze over as he bites his bottom lip, and Zoro tries desperately to restrain himself from picking up the bowl soaking in the sink and dumping it over the moron's head. 'Such beautiful creatures should be treated with the upmost devotion.'

The only problem with Sanji's advice is, that Luffy somehow manages to become a thousand times clingier when he finally realises he's in love.

You'll be minding your own business: trying to eat dinner with your friends when you'll sense something sprightly and warm barrelling towards your side. Before you can even register why Nami's stopped chewing on a chunk of torn bread to wiggle her eyebrows facetiously at you, the jut of Luffy's chin weighs down on your shoulder. You flush, trying not to embarrass yourself in front of your crewmates (and losing your bet with Nami to see whether you or Luffy will cave in first and kiss the other one silly), you pretend to be intently stabbing at your carrots. Definitely not squirming your legs together under the table at the feel of Luffy's jean shorts riding up the edge of your thigh. Definitely not inadvertently hitching your breath as the harsh edge of his knee bumps against your own, his leg resting heavily as he your Captain nearly climbs on top of you. And definitely, definitely not feeling your hands go clammy with the intensity of Luffy's puppy dog eyes fixedly contemplating the faint splatter of blush on the cheek nearly pressed against his nose: as if mapping out the intricacies of your body was the most interesting thing he'd ever done.

'Y/n!', he finally starts, making you jump up. Nami was not impressed when your leg reflexively kicked out and hit her shin, but you Luffy was more than delighted when you slunk it back with an apologetic smile and hit the side of his big toe. Without a second thought, he wrapped his foot around your ankle under the table and nuzzles his forehead against your jaw. 'You've been training so much with Zoro lately, I saved you some of my meat so you can get big and strong like me!'

*Cue the shocked gasps from Usopp and Sanji, the controlled exhale from Zoro as he tilted his head back against the porthole and closed his eyes, and the self-congratulatory smirk from Nami.*

'I also borrowed some cookies from Sanji! They're super chocolatey. I tried a few to make sure that you'd like them!'

'Hey, those weren't for you!', Sanji bites his tongue and flops his tea towel down onto the table, but Luffy's too busy inadvertently ignoring the cook to care. His sole focus is on the sweet delight that blooms across his face at the thoughtful gesture as he fumbles some half-broken cookies out of his pockets.

'Sorry', he murmurs as he places them into your hand. 'I got a bit hungry and ate some of them.'

'On your way from the counter to the bench?', Usopp asks.

'Yeah, what is that? Like, ten steps?', Nami teases, but the words don't even register in Luffy's whirring mind. He's far, far too busy trying to stop his heart from pouring out of his gaping mouth like choking saltwater, he's blubbering so much. His fingers shake as he splits the last cookie from his vest in half and - as gently as he can - prods it against the plumpness of your closed lips. Once you've started chewing, you decide to return the favour; you barely half to lift the other half of the cookie before Luffy's nipping at your fingers like an energetic snapping turtle. When your pointer finger accidentally enters his mouth though, and brushes against that warm velvety spot lining the inside of his bottom lip, he freezes; the faint taste of sugar of toffee melts off your skin and against his tongue, and the usually so assured man forgets, for a second, how to breath.

It's only when your finger pulls back to wipe a few stray crumbs away from his Cupid Bow that Luffy finally springs.

'Y/n, let me get your crumbs too!' He leans forward with crinkled eyes almost closed painfully tight and pursed lips. Whether he was going to kiss or lick the crumbs off your face you'll never know, because at that exact moment Sanji tackles Luffy to the floor before he could get any closer.

Just want to warn you in advance: if you want to sleep alone, you'll have to bribe Nami into keeping watch outside of your room every night. Or you'll have to sneak off and try and stowaway in some old oaken kipper barrel under deck (although the stench is so bad you couldn't sleep anyway, and Luffy went wandering around the pantry for a midnight snack that he lifted the lid and found you anyway.) Because the only preparation you'll get before being launched into your hammock is the pounding of his sandals making the gunwales shake, and the slight pant of his famished breath before your door is kicked open.

'Y/n! I can't sleep! Can I come snuggle with you? Captain's orders!'

You don't mind though, and even if Luffy can be incredibly clingy, if you told him no he would feel sad, but he would always respect your wishes. It would be the worst thing in the world for him to hurt you in any way - seeing you upset feels like his heart is being clawed out of his chest, because in a way it is.

There's barely any time to plop your book down onto the floor and hold your hands out to Luffy before you're flung into the air like a ragdoll, his rubbery arms wrapping five times around your abdomen as if he were growing sunflower roots from his fingers: winding the roots around to kiss your body, rooting his blooms within your skin. Embedded together until you were almost sharing the same breath, Luffy passes out almost immediately; he spends the whole night snoring with his nose squished just under your eye, but you can barely sleep with the way he keeps rubbing butterfly kisses against your cheek every so often. It doesn't help that he keeps whining desperately in his sleep - his already clenching and unclenching fingers leaving their home in your side to claw at your thighs and lift them closer to his bellybutton. His dragging lips left a wet trail against the pulse point as he burrowed himself further against you, only settling again when the heavy weight of his legs squirm in between your own.

One time you were spending the afternoon wandering through the delightful market square of Seahorse Shore: the sweet smell of jasmine blooms woven between sun streamed lattices was matched only by the warm sound of Sanji's friendly chatter as he walked beside you, stopping from time to time to pick up and squeeze a rare fruit.

You froze when you heard something: an echoing pounding, like an elephant stampeding away from a wild hurricane that whipped at its tail, before someone jumped on your back.

You were about to toss the guy head over ass onto the ground, when you heard the delighted shrill of Luffy's frantic voice ringing against the shell of your ear.

'I missed you so much today! Mmmh, you smell so good, like meat and flowers!'

'Luffy, how did you get back here so quickly?? You were at the opposite end of the island!'

'He followed his nose back to you.' Zoro just turned around, deciding to take his chances getting lost down the billion white sun-bleached cobblestone alleyways on this twisty island than to stay watching the two of you be all lovey-dovey for another second. Gosh, by all the seas even Sanji yelped when he you stumbled forward, steadying yourself by wrapping your fingers behind the raised kneecaps Luffy had haphazardly thrown around your hips. The man hugged onto you like a koala bear backpack, because he had been apart from you for... hmm... twenty minutes?

He's always dragging you off for some big, wild adventure, I don't know, there's just something about the two of you sitting under the speckled shade of an orange tree with interlocked arms, a few fireflies beginning to peek their heads out from between the stout leaves, like honey dripping down from bowed boughs as you leaned against each other, watching the sunset. You were here. You had made it. You were free.

And most importantly, you were together.

Luffy lunges for your hand and starts pointing at the grass swaying between your shoes, excitedly telling you about all the bugs and beetles running around the soil (to Luffy, a big part of love is trying to share what you're passionate about with each other.) He does lift up a stag beetle at one point and places it on your hand, but he starts to panic when the insect frantically starts scurrying up your arm. Somehow you end up face down in the dirt with Luffy leaning over your back; the buttons of his Hawaiian shirt sway over your spine as his chest heaves, his lips dangerously close to being only a few centimetres away from landing on your shoulder blade. You would have blushed at the proximity if you weren't too busy picking grass blades out of your hair, and trying to help Luffy's stretchy arms unloop themselves from under your armpits.

When Luffy gets to flop his head back down into your lap though, feeling you card your fingers through his hair, all is right in the world again. For a while, the two of you just exist: watching the sunset brew violet and lilac gleams across your eyeline, talking about your latest adventure against Captain Kuro at Syrup Village and playing with each others shaky fingers. Its only when you take a break from stroking his curly hair against your palm that he stops and pouts, blinking rapidly up at you. When you lean forward though, tickling that soft spot between his earlobe and the cute freckle by his jaw using your free hand to pluck a daisy from behind the rim of his hat and tuck it through the loop, a bashful burn shines across his face.

Before he can think twice, he musters his courage and determination, squeezes his eyes shut, and lifts his spine up so he can plant a wet kiss against the tip of your nose.

Your eyes flash as you pull back, tenderly rubbing your nose against his. Cupping his cheek, you press a kiss against his forehead and fold your enclosed hands against the rapid pulse of your heart. Your eyes never leave his, and his eyes trace your path in... confusion?

I mean, the two of you have been in love with each other since you were ten years old, and this is the first time Luffy's brain has stopped to think: 'Hey! Maybe Y/n likes me too!'

The real time he surprises you though is when he plops his hat on top of your head. You'd been caught up fighting some Marines off the coast of the Conomi Islands, and had unfortunately been struck down by a rather forceful cannon ball to the side of the Going Merry's railings. When Luffy bust down into the Medbay, you'd never seen such clouds thunder across his face. His whole body seemed to sag once he spotted you, his eyebrows unfurrowing as he almost tripped over his own feet in his desperation to get to you.

'I... I was so worried. I saw that Marine hit you, and I-

For once, Luffy stops talking. Instead, he takes his hat and places it over your tired eyes, hoping you won't see how flustered he looks when he leans down to press his lips against the top of your bandaged arm.

'You- you promised', his voice wavers as if he's about to start sobbing, but he hides the noise by wiping his nose with his forearm. 'You promised you'd stay with me. Always.'

'I meant it Luffy - I'm a Strawhat Pirate, you can't get rid of me that easily. What would my helpless Captain do without me?', you smile, brushing the back of your knuckles languidly down his the growing tearstains of his cheek, despite how much your whole body screamed at you to rest.

'Promise?', he asks, his voice shaky.

'I promise.'

He didn't have to say it. You both knew. You had always known. There was no one without the other. There was no dream without you.

So when he clumsily slapped his hands on either side of your cheek, smushing them together so you looked like a blabbering pufferfish, you weren't surprised. When he nearly sent the stretcher you were perched on rolling across the room by standing between your legs and pressing his torso up against your chest, you didn't blink. When he smashed his lips against yours, leaving kitten licks against the inner seam of your mouth as if he were trying to eat his way into your tongue, you didn't think twice.

All you did was kiss him back, the unwavering devotion that had always tied your lives together finally finding freedom by flooding into your hearts.