#roger x rayleigh x yn

[library-of-ohara]

@childofblackmaria requested

hi my darlings, can i get some fluff with Roger & Rayleigh comforting reader with anxiety and panic attacks? can be seperate or together, hcs or drabbles, whatever you feel inspired with. thank you and ily 💋

My loely friend. How could I say no to this request? I mean, it's Rayleigh and Roger, my favorite duo. Also, since anxiety and panic attacks are two issues that I know the effects of a little too well, I want to do my best to write something that can comfort people with it and also to raise some awarenss about it. I know how crippling those two things can be and I really hope you - and others - can get help to learn to live with it.

This request was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy <3

Roger x Rayleigh x GN reader (poly-ship) SFW Word count: 744 TW: anxiety and panic attacks

The first panic attack you got, after joining the Roger pirates, went unnoticed by the crew. You hadn’t been hadn’t been comfortable enough to let them know of the issue or that you also had anxiety. You had tried your best to hide it, even when you started to have feelings for the captain and first mate. The last thing you had wanted was for them to see you as weak and a burden. So you worked yourself hard, hid all the times you felt an attack coming and hiding your anxiety.

Little did it help, all your work falling onto the ground, the day Roger asked you why you didn’t come to him when you felt scared. At first you were confused, you didn’t understand what he was talking about, but then he listed a few times where you had a small panic attack or your anxiety was showing. You felt another attack rising within you, the feeling of your life falling apart and you would lose everything you knew started to crush down on you.

“It’s … it’s nothing.” You muttered and tried to run, but was stopped by strong arms closing around you and you tilted your head to see Rayleigh behind you.

“It is not nothing. Don’t lie to us.” He said, sounded more hurt than scolding. “We only want to help and make you happy, y/n.”

You had to fight not to fall apart right there on deck and you were grateful for Roger dragging you into his room, followed by Rayleigh, who made sure you didn’t run away from them – and thereby your problems. It had been the longest and hardest talk ever, with more attacks than you could remember, with your anxiety spiking through the roof. After hours of talking and ugly crying, you were exhausted. You felt vulnerable and you were sure that this was it. They would tell you that there was no room for you on the ship. That your issues weren’t their problem. That you would just be a burden to them and the crew.

“Y/n. Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Roger’s voice was soft and caring.

Blinking, you looked at him as if it was obvious why you hadn’t told them this before.

“Now that we know, we can help you.” Rayleigh gave roger a sharp glare, as to tell that it wasn’t the right time to ask such thing or to ask it at all.

“Why?” You muttered, having not expected them to want to help you. No one had ever reached out to you, when you had these attacks and issues before, so why now and why them? It didn’t make sense, they were notorious pirates, feared by many and they seemed to be carefree most of the time. Never would it have crossed your mind that they would care enough to actually wanting to help you with your struggles and issues. Not when it was so much and would take time.

Roger chuckled lightly and pulled you closer to him. “Because we care for you, you idiot. Your well-being is something we care deeply for.” Despite his light tone, you could hear that every word was sincere and heartfelt. Roger meant them and was deeply serious about them.

You felt a hand going through you hair and you turned your attention to Rayleigh, the soft, caring and yet serious gaze told you more than any words could say. He would indeed help you; he would always be there for you and all because he did indeed care for you. It made your heart skip a beat and heat rise to your cheeks, so you looked down at your hands. Now wasn’t the time for such feelings surfacing, you couldn’t handle them on top of everything else. A yawn escaped you and you leaned your head onto Roger’s arm.

Smiling, Rayleigh picked you up and placed you on Roger’s bed. It didn’t take long before you were asleep, tired of pouring out your heat, but you did feel a lot better now. Even if it was hard to believe, you knew that they would take good care of you.

Kissing your temple, Rayleigh whispered the words that followed into your dreams. “We do love you after all.”

You would later wake up to the two men sleeping on each side of you, making sure you were feeling the love and care they had for you even in your dreams.

[cyborg-franky]

The Disadvantages Of Dating One Piece Characters P3

Roger - He's great at parties but getting him home and to bed is like dealing with a toddler with god like strength. - The ocean talks to him and he listens more to it then he does you when you talk about your family. - Is a party boy [tm] - His reputation will always proceed him, imagine how hard that is to deal with when booking a table anywhere. - Names children after swords - Will always love Rayleigh slightly more then you.

Rayleigh - Vanishes for weeks at a time and doesn't even come back with gifts. - Some people can't handle the poly life - Is not above slapping some sense into youths - Is just one big sexy cat, comes back for meals, attention and then fucks off and probably out getting other cats pregnant. - Always in such high demand - Cover hog - Will always love Roger slightly more then you.

Shanks - Party boy [tm] - How many one armed jokes can you take because Shanks has thousands. - Has a very aggressive ex-boyfriend - You will have to baby him through hangovers - Any excuse for a drink - Is a very emotional drunk and when he's not slapping your ass he;s crying hunched over the toilet. - Worlds coldest feet in bed

Mihawk - His shoes cost more then your rent - He needs at least two walk in closets - You can keep your stuff in the box in the corner - Will take so many years to actually commit. - You can sleep on the sofa - Two grown ass children who are always around and screaming at one another. - No one ever comes to his house to trick or treat because they think he's a real vampire. - Will murder you if you don't use a coaster for your drink.

Kaido - is Kaido

[chxrlynn]

entertain me

characters : silvers rayleigh ft. whitey bay & afab reader (she/her pronouns used)

content warnings : NSFW, 18+, outdoor sex, oral sex (fem receiving), masturbation, desperation, ass play, slight dom/sub dynamic, voyeurism (reader didn't know until later), orgasm denial/teasing (self), mild breathplay, use of the word daddy once, dumbification, begging, multiple orgasms, aftercare.

word count : 4,853 ;-;

a/n : yes, this is because of THAT prime rayleigh scene. this is just me being horny 24/7. anyways, this is my first time writing full-on filth and i think it turned out okay? looking forward to writing more <3. i hope y'all enjoy and indulge with me. rayleigh fuckers assemble! p.s ignore the title, i suck at them. constructive criticism is also a-okay, just don't be mean :').

"captain! it's whitebeard's ship, they're on the opposite side of the island!" the panicked voice of your adorable apprentice made you open one eye.

you were already half asleep standing, waiting for your crew to finish their business with the navy. rayleigh and roger exchanged some words while you focused to keep yourself awake.

"who's that?! he runs so fast! is he a samurai?" god, you were so close to knocking buggy out cold.

you heard screams of some of your fellow crew members, making you pull out your guns.

"wait, gaban, rayleigh, (name)! i don't want you guys to get hurt!" the earth shook as roger sprinted with a big grin plastered on his face.

"you just wanna fight him," rayleigh lowered his sword and so did gaban to his axe as a sigh escaped your lips.

"how annoying," you sighed again before walking away to atleast get a nap. it was hard considering the loud noises and quaking of the ground beneath you.

rayleigh followed you but only before you and he sensed whitebeard with haki. you turned around, strong gusts and blows of winds. you felt a strong arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to his chest.

the two captains banter while your scattered friends lined up alongside you and rayleigh. you felt rayleigh's grip loosen as he slowly slid his arm away, lightly brushing over your exposed waist and back. the contact sent shivers up your spine and aching down your core.

you gathered your composure, checking out your possible opponents. you made eye contact with a blue-haired and clothed woman, whitey bay. god damn, you've seen a lot of women and she doesn't disappoint. she noticed your gaze, returning the same attention with a smirk and wink, making you bite your lower lip with a mirrored smirk.

rayleigh noticed the unspoken banter between you and bay, making note of it for future purposes.

"whatever you got, hand it over!" roger and edward's voice interrupted you and bay's flirting.

"get them!" / "rob them!" two crews clashed against each other. you headed directly against whitey bay who seemed to have the same idea.

you eventually rendered bay defenseless on day 2. the less sleep you got, the more aggressive you become. so much that you disregarded the tension between you and bay and just wanted the bed to yourself.

"how long do you think you can last?" you heard a cocky and familiar voice behind you. rayleigh.

"longer than you, babe." you lunged at some random whitebeard pirate, hitting him with the back of your gun.

"that's a bold statement." he followed with a chuckle sending a blow beside you where a shout sounded.

you glared at him. if he wants to fuck you he should just say it. you and your vice-captain have always had this tension. maybe it was because of your personalities that complemented each other, but god is it so frustrating.

he returned your glare. it was less intense, more playful– like a challenge. his lips curved into an amused yet lazy grin, following with a wink. your legs buckled. you felt a familiar ache down your core. an ache you were sure only rayleigh can suppress.

finally, the tension and fight lasted for 3 days and 3 nights. everyone was basically lying on the dirt or leaning against rocks. you were exhausted, deprived of sleep, it didn't help that you were horny either. you could fall asleep at any moment if you weren't so hot and bothered.

you sneaked a little deeper into the forest, away from any lingering gazes and where your voice wouldn't be heard. you found a good spot to mind your business and plopped your exhausted ass down, the ass that you'd often find rayleigh staring at.

you unbuttoned your shorts, fingers sliding down and brushing against your clothed folds. a shaky sigh escaped your quivering lips, your body relaxing. you continued to tease yourself as your other arm reached under your shirt. your fingers lightly and barely touching your stomach in a circular and back and forth motion, making you moan.

would rayleigh do this? he was always such a tease. it didn't take long for your imagination to take over, picturing rayleigh over you. your fingers slid inside your damp underwear, no longer satisfied with light and teasing touches. you pressed over your clit, the slight pressure making you whimper. fondling with your breast also added to the steam, pinching your nipples every now and then.

god, you were so wet. slowly, you slid your fingers into your wet folds. rayleigh. rayleigh slowly pumps his thick finger inside you, increasing the pace. he would slow down after feeling your insides clamp on his fingers, gripping him tight. he'd tease you, kiss your clit whenever he stops your upcoming highs to compensate. rayleigh. rayleigh.

"rayleigh," you moaned to yourself. rayleigh would probably let you cum by now. you increased your pace, your insides clamping on your digits. you were so close. so so close. tears formed in your eyes as you whimpered rayleigh's name over and over and over again.

"rayleigh," you cried. a tear fell down your face as you felt your built-up high crashing down at any second.

"you called?" you gasped at the voice. you opened your eyes to see him leaning on a tree, eyes watching your show with an amused look on his face.

"rayleigh?!" you would feel shame if you weren't feeling so damn good right now. maybe you did, but the look on his face told you he was enjoying the show, followed by a raise of his eyebrow when you stopped, so you continued.

you called out to him again, in your high. your body overwhelmed, quivering in pleasure. your back arched, legs wide open for rayleigh. all for him. just for him. you peaked where he was, and he was there watching you ride your orgasm. you bit your lip. so hot. he was so fucking hot for watching you with amusement and pride, the bulge in his pants made you feel hot too.

it wasn't long before you slumped, panting. your face was flushed, tears, drool, and sweat rolling down your pretty face. you took another peek at rayleigh to see him pushed side off the tree. you took another breath before looking to your side, fatigue taking over and drifting to sleep.

you were losing consciousness until you felt fingers on your chin, tilting your head. you opened your eyes to see rayleigh examining your face. you groaned, disrupted from slumber.

"you wanna sleep?" he lightly shook your head. you nodded lazily, exhausted.

"quite the performance, (last name)." he tilted his head, his free hand rubbing the top of your head.

"i was gonna pay for such a show." he leaned to your side. you felt his breath hit your ear and your insides rekindle with heat.

"but in a state like that, i don't think you can take my cock," his voice dropped an octave, ending his bold statement with a chuckle, making you whimper. you felt him shift to stand back up, your head falling back to the side as he lets go of your chin.

"i-i can take it." you mustered up your strength to sit up straight.

"get some rest," rayleigh wanted to for so long. too long. but he has responsibilities, he's a vice-captain. so he often flirts just fuck with you and back off. roger told him it's alright but he refuses. pussy. roger told him.

"if you don't make a move, i will." his best friend laughed before patting his back.

rayleigh still refuses. if you weren't a member of the crew, he would've fuck you a long time ago. but alas, you were. he regretted even entertaining you today and indulging himself.

the crunching of leaves filled your ears with your breathing. you will not let this chance pass. rayleigh, your vice-captain, saw you fucking yourself with your hands and moaning his name, what could possibly be worse than that?

"please, rayleigh, fuck me," you croaked. if it was another man, you will never beg for them to take you. but it was rayleigh, and you know he wants you.

"i see the way you look at me, i hear your conversations with roger, i know what you think of me," you continued to reason with him, and boy is it so hard not to pounce on you.

"you're playing with fire, (name)," rayleigh warned you. he was looking to his side, back still facing you. but the fact that he stopped egged you on to continue.

"you're hesitating, just fuck me already," just a little more. one more push for him to turn to you and fuck you mercilessly. "pussy." that's it.

rayleigh smirked at you before turning his back away from you. he was suddenly in front of you, looking down at your desperate expression.

"better not regret this, doll." he growled, swiftly grabbing your arm to pull you up. you felt your breath pulled away from you as you were pushed to a tree.

a moan escaped you when you felt pressure between your thighs, unconsciously gridding on it. you leaned to kiss rayleigh only for him to move his head away, making you whine. the hand on your arm moved to the side of your head, fisting a handful of hair, eliciting a groan from you.

"move." it was a command but it sounded like a threat, yet you complied. you continued to move your hips on his thigh, experimenting with different angles you possibly can in that position to feel better.

you bit your lips to keep your sounds to a minimum. a loud gasp escaped you when rayleigh added pressure, pressing on your clit. you moved your hips faster, maintaining the angle. you were close. rayleigh felt your high approaching when your thighs started sputtering. you cried at the sudden absence of his thigh.

the tug on your hair disappeared when rayleigh spun you around, pushing your face against the trunk and hand pressing on your back, telling you to arch your back for him. you followed his unspoken request with no questions. you waited so long for this moment, you weren't going to ruin it.

your vice-captain moved closer, his breath fanning your ears. hot. it was hot. it made your head spin, your heat also increased. his body pressed on your back, your breath hitching as you felt something hard and big against your ass. you tried to grind on rayleigh's cock, only for him to pull your hair aggressively, making you cry in pain.

"don't move until i tell you so, understood?" he pulled your hair lower, making tears form in your eyes.

"y-yes." you quietly cried out at the pull. it hurts.

"yes, what?" rayleigh tugged harder again while his lips feathered on your ear.

"y-yes, sir!" he removed his hand from your hair to collect your wrists on your back, pinning them.

"good girl," he whispered before pulling your shorts down. he slid his fingers above your clothed folds. your breath quivered at the gentle touch, sending shivers down your spine.

"so wet, baby. is this all for me?" you can hear the smirk on his face, pleased with your juices.

"y-yes, sir. all for you, just y-you." your vice-captain hummed in approvement before you felt him lower himself, using your wrists as leverage. rayleigh slid your shorts down the ground. he let go of your wrist; a hard slap landed on your ass, making you moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"spread your legs," he kneaded your ass, spreading them apart. you winced in embarrassment. you've never felt so exposed before, even after fucking with a handful of people.

a moan was ripped from your lips when rayleigh's tongue licked a stripe of you. you gripped what you can of the tree's bark, feeling splinters on your palms. but it felt so good, so painfully good.

his finger reached for your clit from behind you around your waist, slowly rubbing circles and stopping, keeping a pace and rhythm that made your inside tighten against nothing. you felt your vice-captain place a kiss on your ass cheek before diving straight to your cunt. he devoured you with no shame as if you were his first meal after being starved for weeks.

"fuck, oh god, shit," you lightly banged your head against the trunk; an attempt to keep yourself sane.

the sound of rayleigh slurping and fucking you with his tongue made your face heat up. you weren't sure if it was from embarrassment or because you find it hot. maybe a little bit of both. either way, everything he did made you cry in pleasure, moaning his name and strings of curses and praise.

"f-fuck, r-rayleigh, 'm c-close," you reached behind you, fisting locks of hair, pulling him closer to your cunt. rayleigh groaned, sending vibrations down you, making you cry.

"please, please, please, please," you pleased, sniffing as tears fell from your eyes, the finger on your clit moving faster and adding pressure, warmth forming and waiting to be released.

"cum for me, babe," was the last thing you heard before your eyes rolled to the back of your head, lewd and loud noises babbled by your drool dripping lips.

rayleigh let you ride your high, never stopping as your consciousness reached another dimension. he was as enthusiastic as he was the first minute he started tasting you. his left hand left your ass to support your trembling legs.

"rayleigh," you moaned as you entered consciousness again. your vice-captain took this as a sign you've calmed down a bit.

the fingers against your clit moved slower and more gently as he moved his face away from your folds, but not before placing a gentle yet tender kiss on your dripping cunt, making the remaining consciousness left of you feel warm inside.

rayleigh stood up, catching you with the arm that was around your waist to your clit before you fell onto the dirt. pants escaped your lips in an attempt to catch your breath. you looked above to your side to see rayleigh smiling. it was a sweet smile, if only it wasn't for your juices lattered from his nose around his mouth and chin. he swiped your cum and juice with his thumb, licking everything before it drips to his shirt.

"can't let it go to waste, can we?" rayleigh smirked before sucking the remaining slick off his fingers with a pop.

you felt your face heat up. how can this man get any hotter?

a cry escaped out from your throat when that exact finger entered you with no warning. your insides that were deprived of touch and affection had finally something to grip to. rayleigh didn't move his finger to let you catch your breath, or so you thought.

he added another finger with no warning and began pumping quickly. you could feel the slick drip down from you to his fingers down your thighs. the squelching sound only added to your and rayleigh's heat. another cry sounded from you when rayleigh pulled your hair backward, arching your back. it wasn't long before you felt your upcoming orgasm.

rayleigh fisted your hair tighter, leaning down to your ear. you can hear him growl as his lips kissed your earlobe, teasing with his breath. strings of moans and lewd noises escaped you the more he pumps into you.

"you gonna cum again?" his voice dropped an octave, making you whine in desperation.

"do you think you deserve to?" his fingers slowed down in a tormenting slow pace.

"yes! please, please, please," you whimpered, tears streaming down your face at the lost of friction. you moved your trembling hips in hopes of adding speed against his slow pacing.

a screamed ripped our from you when your actions were met by a harsh slap on your ass. you were full on crying at this point, but you loved this treatment from rayleigh so much. you'd sell your kidney to be fucked by him every night.

"didn't i tell you not to move until i say so?" he growled, his finger fully stopping for your insides to grip.

"i'm sorry! please, please, i'm sorry, sir, i'm sorry, please," you sobbed and pleaded, strings of apologies along with your drool escaping your lips.

"are you even hearing yourself, (last name)? begging? how desperate can you get?" you groaned at rayleigh' fist tigtening around your locks.

"you're like a bitch in heat, thinking about getting railed by your vice-captain every hour of the day." you felt utterly humiliated, but it was true.

"well, congratulations, mission accomplished." he didn't even give you time to process anything.

the second he removed his fingers, it was immediately replaced by his cock. you screamed, his name probably. he was big, and hasn't even bottomed out yet. you've never felt so full before, so good.

"hands on your back." a slapped land on your ass again when you didn't respond to his order. you were pulled from whatever dimension your consciousness reached.

"'m s-sorry," you placed both of your wrist on your back while the hand that stretched you out held it in place.

once rayleigh did, he immediately pounded once into you, ripping another scream from you already sore throat.

"scream my name, baby, let everyone know who's making you feel good, who can fuck you into oblivion, who makes you beg like a whore," rayleigh grunted but you can hear him smirk in his voice.

those were the last words you can process before rayleigh began to pound continuously into you, ripping moans, screams, and sobs out of you. his pace was unmatched, your back was in an unbelievable arch, the pain on your scalp only adding to the pressure. you were under his command, no choice but to submit.

"how many men and women have you fucked? i bet you imagine me in their place. ever moaned my name while getting railed?" a handful. you were experienced yet rayleigh made you feel like it was your first time.

rayleigh gave one powerful pound, making you scream again, roger and the others would've probably known what was going on by now, but fuck it. it wasn't every day you get fucked by silvers rayleigh.

you were swiftly brought into the ground, feeling dirt and pebbles scrape your knees. rayleigh wanted to get better leverage for extra strength and you doubt you can take any more.

he added pressure on your back, before going back to his deadly and powerful pacing. he was stirring up your insides like it was nothing but a fleshlight.

your face was pressed against the ground, drool creating a small stain on the dirt along with your tears. rayleigh removed his hand from your back to hold your hips, pulling you into him as he thrust violently. you couldn't count the amounts of screams rayleigh played from you but you'd do it again.

he continued this position and pacing and decided to stick with it. you were slipping away to your subconsciousness. his cock was too much for me, especially with his strength. it wasn't long before you slip into subconsciousness, and rayleigh felt it too. so he decided to spit on your asshole, plunging his thumb inside you, making your eyes roll at the back of your head.

"'m gonna c-cum!" you sputtered out as your body began to tremble. rayleigh didn't care, if anything, he quickened his pace, making your orgasm come fast and crash down on you.

you moaned, loads of drool spilling on the dirt under you, new set of tears following them. yet rayleigh didn't falter, except for his grunts and groans at your insides clamming against his cock. you were baffled by his stamina, he was relentlessly still plunging into you, letting you ride out your high.

you saw stars, fuck, you saw the fucking milky way. no one has ever ate you so good before. blissful tears streamed down your face, mixing with your sweat. you felt like you've reached heaven on earth.

you were overstimulated, everything felt too much, and you slipped out of your consciousness, fucked stupid and too dumb to respond or do anything but make noises. but rayleigh wasn't planning to stop any time soon.

"you there?" he scoffed, feeling the last of your consciousness slip away. at this point, you were nothing but a hole for him, fucked out of your mind.

rayleigh pulled out of you, a whimper escaping your lips. he lifted you up and flipped you, removing your top and bra. you were out of it. awake, but in your subconscious.

rayleigh laid on his back while you laid slump on his chest, straddling his hips. he wiped you sweat, dirt, and hair sticking on your face, giving your forehead a kiss before lining up his dick on your hole.

slowly, he entered you, eliciting a mindless moan from you. he held you up from your torso, using your waist as a grip to bounce you on his cock. his other hand pulling your hair from behind, leaving your upper body on display for him.

he thrust his hip, pounding into you while he also plunges your hips down on him. you were babbling nonsense, begging and mumbling his name like it was your salvation. you were too far gone to process everything. all you can think about is how rayleigh's dick is stretching you, ruining your insides.

the sight of your breasts bouncing and sweat dripping down from your neck to down the valley of your breasts urged him to fuck you harder than he's ever fucked anyone. you were so beautiful in his eyes, whether you were getting fucked silly or playing with the ship's two apprentices.

the sound of skin slapping filled the forest along with your moans and rayleigh's occasional grunts.

"take the lead, babe," rayleigh let go of your hip and hair, but not before tugging harshly to at least wake-up half of your senses.

it worked seemingly as you groaned and smiled stupidly, eyes blown wide and a giggle of acknowledgment, still too stupid to feel shame. your hands landed on his stomach as leverage, his tip being the only part of him inside you before you went down on him, bouncing as if your life depended on his cock.

rayleigh groaned when you started grinding too, overwhelmed by the way you stimulate him. how many dicks have you ridden to be this skilled? either way, he couldn't care less, not when he's obviously benefitting from your experiences.

you gave him one huge drop, ripping a deep moan from rayleigh. he was close. his hands roamed you from your hips to your waists, to your breasts. he fondled with them as you ride him, pinching your nipples which you replied with moans and giggles happily.

you leaned down to give him more access, hovering over his chest, now using your ass to bounce on his fat cock. rayleigh looked up to your face, drool dribbling from your mouth and chin, tongue sticking out to give him a cheeky smile.

"mmm," you hummed. "feels good, daddy," you smiled wider in pleasure.

this awakened something in rayleigh.

rayleigh wrapped his arms around you, bringing you down to his chest and thrusting up, making you scream in pleasure at the sudden movement. he pounded aggressively, slick gathering around your hole due to the fast movement, producing wet and squelching sounds.

your face was against rayleigh's chest, saliva dripping as your voice trembled along your body and eyes rolled back, babbling praises and words of approval which encourage rayleigh.

your nth orgasm washed over you, tears streaming down your face again as you babbled. rayleigh followed with a loud groan as your insides clamped on his dick, milking him dry. his pace gradually slowed down to let the two of you ride your orgasms before coming to a halt.

you felt so full. full of his dick, cum, and love, and you've never been happier.

your pants filled the surrounding forest as the two of you caught your breaths. rayleigh looked down on you, all worn out and exhausted. he gently tamed your hair away from your face and wiped the tears from your cheeks and eyes, gently kissing your forehead and the corner of your eye.

you whimpered at the empty feeling as you felt him slowly remove himself from you. strong arm around your torso lift you up as rayleigh sat up, your head fell limp on his chest, relaxing your body from the ethereal experienced you just went through. you slowly drifted into slumber only to be interrupted by a hand on your cheek, forcing you to look up.

you met rayleigh's eyes looking down on you, giving you a pleased smile before leaning down to kiss you. you hummed into the kiss, the vibration making your lips tingle. your arms wrapping around his neck as the hand that held you caressed your exposed waist, his other hand snaking up your neck while his thumb rubbed your under your ear gently.

the kiss was tender and passionate. your hand moved up rayleigh's hair, tugging and pulling occasionally. he would groan, pulling you deeper into the kiss. it wasn't long before things got filthy and too wet. his tongue won against yours, exploring your mouth in a way that made your body weaker than it already is; the arm around your waist tightening, preventing you from collapsing.

the two of you pulled away before one of you (you) passed out from lack of oxygen. you held onto him for support, burying your head on the crook of his neck.

your vice-captain leaned over to rest you against the tree, collecting your clothes then wiping you clean with the cloth that's always wrapped around his waist. you moaned as you felt his fingers enter you to remove his excess load from you, lifting his covered fingers up to your lips. you instinctively opened your lips and curled your tongue around rayleigh's finger, moaning at your and rayleigh's combined juices.

"good girl," he gave you a hum of approval and caressed your cheek, making you feel warm on the inside.

he wiped you one last time and sat beside you before placing his hand on your cheek, beckoning your head to lean against his shoulder. slowly, you began to doze off. but not before you felt a kiss on your hairline.

"thank you," you nuzzled closer into his shoulder before drifting to slumber, failing to see rayleigh's loving gaze. you weren't the only one who felt warm inside.

rayleigh shook his head. not now.

the two of you reunited with the crew after a few hours with rayleigh waking you up. it wasn't long before the two well-rested pirate crews exchanged gifts and valuables, or feasting together.

you sat beside rayleigh, eating to your heart's content while he drank to his. he was chatting with marco until the boy was called by jozu and vista. you heard footsteps nearing as you looked up to whitey bay with an amused look.

"hey, want some?" you nudged towards your feast which she followed with a smile.

"is it alright? rayleigh wouldn't mind?" she also nudged to the subject in which you shook your head.

whitey bay sat beside you, taking a bite out of her share. after a couple seconds of eating in silence except for a couple of praises for the food, whitey spoke up.

"i gotta say, quite the performance earlier," she smirked before munching.

"sorry about that, i just get more aggressive the sleepier i get, you know what they call me." you rolled your eyes at your silly alias. "drowsy (name)". even shanks and buggy could come up with something better.

"oh, i wasn't talking about that. i was talking about your performance with rayleigh." you choked. she wasn't talking about that, wasn't she...?

this caught rayleigh's attention, the corner of his mouth rising. he took a swig of his booze before speaking up.

"mhm, she's a born performer isn't she, bay?" a hand slung over your stiff shoulders.

"agreed. she deserves an encore with all that high-pitched singing and waterworks." your face felt hot, and not out of your high libido. you've never been so embarrassed your whole life.

"i think she got her well-deserved award, yeah?" rayleigh leaned down to you, nudging toward whitey bay for your approval.

you nodded in hopes of shutting them up and dropping the subject.

"i'd love to see a show again, or better, perhaps i can participate?" you felt a hand slide up your thigh while the hand hanging on your shoulder slid to your neck.

"i think we do have an encore scheduled right about now, care to join?" rayleigh looked over your head to whitey bay.

the bluenette leaned closer to you, breath fanning over your ear, hand sliding higher and deeper up your thigh.

"can i?"

[cyborg-franky]

One Piece Characters Opening A Jar Headcannons P2

Oh anon, the ask hs spawned so many things, thank you. WBP headcannons here

Roger - He laughs and nods, he teases you playfully about how you need a big strong man to help you. - He fails, laughs it off and tries again. - He tells you he wanted to be king of the pirates not king of opening jars please don’t laugh at him. - Goes and gets Rayleigh to open it for him and pretends he was the one that did it.

Rayleigh - He’s opened enough jars for Roger that he considers himself a master - This one jaw you brought him directly though. And not through Roger? - He tries to put on a brave face before he just uses haki and ends up busting the jar. - Offers you floor pickles. - That smile he gives you though? You’d eat pickles off the floor for him anyday.

Kaido [baby girl] - Lets say you gave him a normal people jar to open. - He’d lose it right away or get one of his many minions to open it. -Tobi robbo are all idiots and can’t open it. - You just get a lot of angry dinosaurs throwing around this fucking jar of pickles like it’s their mission in life. - If you give Kaido a .. well Kaido jar and he can’t open it? He just has a little cry and drinks. - Asks YOU to open the jar for him because he's baby girl uwu

Law - You come to Law to help you with the jar. - He’s mildly annoyed you came all the way to his desk while he was working and wanting a jar open. - You explain you asked Penguin and Shachi already, but they failed. - He understands, figures. - Law frowns when the damn thing won’t open - So, he just uses his power and rooms them out into your hands. - Pickle juice everywhere and the smell over your hands. - He shrugs at you “You wanted them out right?”

Corazon - He’s happy you came to him. - He loves to help. - Sure, the jar is a little tough, sure it slips out his hands and bounces around the room, skitters across the floor. Phew, it doesn’t break. - He picks up the jar and opens the lid. - “Here you go love!” He hands you the opened jar. - A pickle falls on the floor as he passes it to you, slips over the pickle and they all come crashing down on him.

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[cyborg-franky]

Roger Pirates

Red Haired Shanks - Buggy The Clown

++Rayleigh++ Rayleigh x GN Reader General Headcanons D-I-L-F “This is a story of a dead man who is running out of time.” [Poly with Roger] Misery Loves Company [Songfic] Tap That [Songfic] Sound Of Madness [Songfic] "This is my favorite picture of us." [Poly With Roger] Rayleigh x Female Reader Rayleigh x Male Reader N/SFW

++Roger++ Roger x GN Reader Comfort headcannons Helping a depressed S/O Love Letter “This is a story of a dead man who is running out of time.” [Poly with Rayleigh] We never have sex anymore [songfic] "This is my favorite picture of us." [Poly With Rayleigh] Helping S/O who is restless Roger x Female Reader Roger x Male Reader Roger coming out as gay to crush N/SFW Booty Call [GN]

[cyborg-franky]

hiii Franky my darling! i’m always vibrating in my seat whenever you post a new prompt list every month! can i ask for Rayleigh or Roger with either Fluff 9 or Angst 12, please? thank you if you do <3

have fun with all the prompts, sending warm hugs your way x

<3 returning the hugs.

I hope you like, made me cry a little ah.

Roger x Reader x Rayleigh TW: Poly/Death Word Count: 365

The day he handed himself in to the marines you cried but respected his choice, you knew Roger didn’t have much time left and a man as wonderful and as grand as him, who’d lived the best life he could have ever dreamed of, didn’t deserve to just fade away, to die of what was pulling away his life force.

He lived a joyous life with you and Rayleigh as his partners, a crew that worshiped and adored him, even his rivals had nothing but respect in their hearts for him.  He’d given you one last embrace, cuddled in bed together, talking of dreams that could never be fulfilled, remembering all the shared times that would follow him to the afterlife, that would keep you and Rayleigh’s hearts full for your lifetimes.

He smiled, he laughed, and he didn’t act like his life was ending. He sat on the edge of the bed as you leaned against him.

“Are you sure?” you had to at least ask.

“Love, this isn’t the end, this isn’t me closing the book on the story of the great Pirate King I am simply setting up for the next volume, I trust you and Rayleigh to be there to watch as each page is written, as many new legends pop up and take the world by storm.” He rested his hand on your knee, fondness sparkled in his eyes.

You sighed and nodded, closing your eyes, and just clinging to the remaining time. You were grasping at the sands of time, trapped inside the hourglass, banging the sides, and crying as each grain flittered past your eyes.

Standing there as the rain beat down from the sky, even the heavens cried as Roger was taken to the executioner’s block.

"This is a story of a dead man who is running out of time." Echoed in your mind as tears fell from your eyes, running down your cheeks, mingling with the rain that poured, you felt Rayleigh grip your hand tightly as Roger’s last words were shouted with pride.

The beating in your heart as you realised what he had done, his legacy would outlive any man. Roger had become immortal.

[cyborg-franky]

Franky my beloved, i came running when i saw you posting the April prompt list. thank you for blessing us once again with the chance to request <3

can i ask for Rayleigh or Roger with the prompts 3 or 35, please? thank you so much in advance and have fun with your prompts!

No worries, it's always a delight to write for your guys <3

and why the OR? why not BOTH?

Rayleigh and Roger x GN Reader [POLY] SFW Word Count: 401

The tavern was full of laughter, the Roger pirates were known on this island and always welcomed with open arms. Drinks flowed endlessly when they were around, they’d buy for anyone who happened to be in the tavern at the time. Roger was a generous man even though Rayleigh had to reel him in sometimes.

Laughter filtered out into the night, drifting along with the warm sea breeze, disappearing into the night. The crew was lively and loud but never an inconvenience, the barkeep even kept it open longer than he usually did for his rowdy guests.

You sat at a table in the corner with Roger and Rayleigh sat around with you. Roger brought over another round, almost spilling the contents of the tall mugs when he landed, laughing loudly, arm around you and his first mate once he was seated.

“Alright my loves, drink up!” he cheered bringing you both close to him, planting a kiss on your cheek then Rayleigh’s before he moved away, sliding the foamy grog in your direction.

“To us!” he cheered, bringing his mug into the centre, you clanked the heavy wood of the tankards together.

The night was pleasant, the tavern warm even with the windows open, you watched fireflies dancing outside, chasing one another like falling stars in the sky above. You smiled when the innkeeper came over with a piece of parchment paper, navy issued it looked like.

“Found this from when you three started to cause a problem in these parts,” he said and dropped it on the table, Rayleigh picking it up and chuckling.

Before you’d each gotten your wanted poster you remembered this one, it was the three of you together. Roger was leaning on Rayleigh, his bright beaming smile, eyes closed, Rayleigh with his ever-present smirk and you stood on the wall behind them, arm around each of your partners, grinning along with them. You all looked so happy.

“This is my favourite picture of us." You sighed happily as Rayleigh let you take it in your hands.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen it,” Rayleigh added as Roger took it, holding it up.

“We’ve been through a lot together huh loves? This was the start of our adventures… can we have it?” Roger asked the barkeep who shrugged, nodding.

“Should get it framed… put it in our room.” You suggested to which both men agreed.

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