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STICKY HONEYMOON 🍼 SABO X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 9: CREAMPIE

🐙 requested by: Anonymous. Hey! 🎀 May I request Sabo(OP) x female reader for the 9th day, please? I'm not sure if I can ask for this, but let it be in the style of Fluff with a bit of spice, just like our blond. Thank you and wishing you inspiration! ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. as requested it is fluffy and smutty 💕 a couple of newlyweds enjoying their honeymoon with loads of sex. cream pie. masturbation. and so much lovemaking. 🐙 wc: 1,1 k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

Arms like snakes all around your body. Sabo’s golden locks grazing your nape, his nose buried on your spine. Warm breath wetting the space in between your shoulder blades. His fiery hands hanging on your belly, hardness against your ass… 

“Nmhg…” Sabo mutters, as he inhales the scent of your skin. It is late, very late. Night has fallen some hours ago,  with bodies sore from the day… you’ve chosen your honeymoon to be an adventurous one. 

“Mh? What is it, babe?” you ask, lifting your ass a little bit more so that you can feel his erection growing bigger against you. Being the little spoon with your now husband, is all you want for the night. 

Sabo knows, exactly, what you are doing. And excitement, lust and need turns a little flame into a big fire… 

“I love you…” he murmurs, planting a peck on your shoulder. His hips begin to move; it feels as if he was dry humping on against your buttocks. “I still can’t believe you have finally become my wife…” 

You smile against the pillow, a beam so big can’t even fit your face. Sabo can be this and even more romantic when it comes to you. 

“I love you too, my sweet husband…” you whisper back, passing your hand to the back, caressing his hip side with a loving sexy graze. Such graze, then, turns into your nails clawing into his milky skin… and that, to him, it only means one simple thing; go ahead Sabo-kun, fuck me! 

Needless to say, both lay naked on silky sheets. Already sweat imbued fabric, as it’s been putting up with nights of hot love making sessions. And tonight, it won’t be the exception.

“What you want, mh? You want me deep inside you again?” Sabo asks, whispering right into your ear, biting your lobe right after. 

You giggle, once again your nails carve marks on his flesh. Pulling him even closer to your ass, you can even feel how his hard sex slides in between your cheeks. 

“Deep, yes. Very deep, babe… plus, this time, I want you to fill me up with your cum” you request; the intimacy of your relationship has stripped you from any shame whatsoever. 

Sabo grunts, there is only so much a man can take. He can be strong, but those words are simply a detrimental move you have just made. 

 His right hand slides down your waist up to your lower belly and then to your sex. His fingers wander through your anatomy, separating your folds just enough to reach your clit. Sabo finds those lands as expected; wet, more than dampened. He gloats, he knows his dick will slide so deliciously in and out, and the sound of every ram will be music to his ears. 

He begins tracing circles on your pleasure button, as his free hand reaches for your left breast. Erect, hard, sensitive, that’s how he finds it everything he touches on your body. 

You react to his pinching and massaging, whimpering low, jolting every time he stimulates it all at the same time. His sex, as well, hasn’t been left out of this intercourse prelude; it, by itself and powered by increasing hardness and throbbing pulses, moves in the search of your entrances. Coated by your honeys, that have already wet the inner side of your thighs, and mixing with his own precum, finds enough lubrication to finally meet with your fleshy folds. 

“Fuck me, please…” his masturbation can be perfect, but the heat growing stronger inside you and walls that ache to be stretched get the best of you. “Fuck me, Sabo… I want you so deep inside of me…” 

You didn’t need to ask, and still Sabo enjoys such pleading like a trophy, like a medal. Ego bursting; ego and shaft exploding. 

“Are you sure you want me inside you, my sweet wife?” he asks, enjoying a little bit more how your hips move on their own, desperate to feel him pumping into you. 

“Dear husband, if you don’t fuck me right now…” you playfully -and perhaps even a little cranky- threaten him. 

The blond revolutionary laughs sweetly; there is nothing more he could ever want now than to fuck you as you ask. And so, he does… 

On its own, with a simple forth hip movement, his sex finally penetrates you. It takes him no effort, as it seems your body has been made for his, and his has been made for yours. Truly soul, mind and flesh mates. 

He hugs your waist from behind, ramming into you so deeply and violently, exactly as you like it. 

The back of your head fall on his shoulder, reaching with your mouth his. Million kisses that deepen the more the in and out rhythm increases. It lets the commissure of your lips shiny, erratic tongues sometimes can’t be precise, and the need for oxygen also makes it even more messy. 

And just as predicted, your juices both mix and let him move so perfectly in sync with you, and the sound of the slapping skins play a sinful ambrosial melody. But it is what abandons your lips from time to time what makes it even magical; whispered, breath, inhaled “I love yous” fill the room, the love nest you both chose to consummate your marriage. 

Your milking walls, your spasming muscles, your moans and whines… 

“Don’t stop… don’t… stop… I’m close, please-”  “ngh… not… stopping….”

Your pleads. His grunts. The scent of sex... 

“Were… you- for real? Inside?”  “Fill me the fuck up Sabo, I beg you please… I am… about to… fuck…” 

Sabo takes a deep breath; he needs to get ready; he is about to burst and your core to be flooded with his relief. Sabo is desperate, your climax keeps milking him with no mercy, it feels like you are going to drown his cum from him and he can’t stop it…

“Take it all inside babe… I want to make you so fucking full” he grunts, giving the final thrust to reach for the deepest possible spot.

You can’t even talk, you are just still orgasming, still trembling, savouring the incipient pulses of Sabo’s climax. His belly becomes hard, his arms lock you against his dick; there is no scape now, you are trapped there to be overfilled with his seed. 

Seed so hot it feels like a burning fire taking over your womb, getting to every little corner of your anatomy, going in with pressure as Sabo pushes your lower belly down… oh, Sabo-kun… it feels like fire, it fills so good. 

“I love you, my sweet husband… thank you for the treat” “We are just starting, babe… you are still not even remotely full of it” 

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take good care of him

— One Piece (1997)

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transparent Luffy header from Saikyo Jump

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𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍' 𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍' 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍

do they trust your driving? one piece + driving feat: like the whole one piece cast lol

(header by gh2ting)

you think you're a passenger princess? nah, you're a passenger survivor. these delusional ones that think you suck at driving and always make fun of you when you're behind the wheel, but the moment it's THEIR turn to drive, it's like y'all are in GTA. and you can't even call them out on it cause they actually think they're like an F1 driver and will not take ANY criticism.

ace. kid. LUFFY. buggy. roger. FRANKY.

nervous smile on their face whilst they're GRIPPING the car seat so freaking tight. listen close enough and you can hear the nervous chatter of their teeth. they don't have the heart to tell you to stop the car, but the moment you swerve a little too fast you best bet they're opening that car door and walking the rest of the way there.

chopper. CORAZON. vivi. bepo. ace.

absolutely does NOT trust you. you wouldn't even be allowed near the wheel, but if you somehow manage to convince them, they would force you to stop mid way and switch because there was no way they would let you even NEAR the highway. also type to act like a parent teaching their kid how to drive. every two seconds they go 'SLOW. SLOW DOWN. YOU'RE GONNA HIT INTO THE CAR INFRONT OF US', even when you're a good five meters behind the car. you both defs start screaming at each other and end up going 90 in a 40.

usopp. IZOU. crocodile. NAMI. sabo. iceberg. lucci.

the BEST person to drive with because they are patient and don't mind if you accidentally take a wrong turn. will give advice whilst driving like 'okay make sure you turn on your indicator'. if you get stressed out, the coax you to pull over on the side of the road and will help you calm down before encouraging you to drive again. pls they are literally the only people you can trust to get on the road with.

robin. LAW. mihawk. marco. rayleigh. jinbe.

will not hesitate to tell you that you suck ass but will help you drive. it's all good with this drive if you can take a couple of insults because you eventually do get better with driving if they're with you. you might get your feelings hurt a little though.

LAW. nami. rayleigh.

you're not driving, they are. the whole time you guys will be arguing with each other cause they have NO chill and will lean over the glove box to turn the wheel or honk the horn with absolutely no warning. absolutely the worst people to have as a passenger because 90% of the time you're gonna be late to your destination cause you got into an accident.

kid. DOFLAMINGO. shanks. crocodile. BOA. perona. LUFFY. ace.

they don't tell you that you suck at driving. even when you don't slow down for a speed bump and they end up getting a concussion. they're too preoccupied with your feelings and don't want to hurt you. so cute of them but this just means that you STAY sucking at driving. everyone gets concerned when you guys show up and they have a nasty bruise protruding on their forehead.

SANJI. bartolomeo (only if ur a strawhat lol). ace. brook. yamato.

calm ride but you're never getting there if you ask them for directions. it's kinda on you for trusting them.

zoro. aokiji.

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 10: IMPREGNATION Sabo 𝘹 𝘍! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: anon ➡Hi! I wanted to ask for a kink in your kinktober event? Day 10 with Sabo! With a Fem reader please 🙏🏻 I never find things for him 😭 Thanks! tw: mdni. impregnation. rough sex. choking. mentions of pregnancy. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

He always wanted to, and you did too. But there was a big sense of responsibility in him,and being a father now wasn’t at all in his plans. But that night, when he couldn’t resist himself no more, and a dark aura of lust engulfed his mind, things changed.

That day, while you scrolled through the endless mild entertaining twitter posts, you found a video where a couple of youngsters indulging in "cream pie activities". So, you had no option but to text your man. You thought of attaching the link, but considering he was probably spending his morning on a uni lecture, and that his mind runs wild when you only give him a little, the best option was still a plain -but hot- text.

10:30  • 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ↷ when will you fill me up, hun? I want your warm cum flooding my insides, aren’t you willing to do it? Don’t you wanna fuck me rough and violent? I want you to do it, daddy ~ 10:32 • 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙤🎩↷ babe? I’m in class, what- what the hell? 10:33 • 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙤🎩↷ We will speak when I’m home… 10:34 • 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙤🎩↷ Was that necessary? Ugh…

You giggled and continued with your day. Perhaps it was nothing, maybe it did make a difference… who knows?

You received many messages throughout the day, but, as a good player you left them on read. Let the man desire your body, let Sabo turn desperate for your attention. You knew there had to be a way to light a sparkle of darkness inside of him, because you still wanted to try how far he could go.

By the time the night came, you totally thought he would be too tired to even remember the initial text, and that he was probably mad at you for not answering. And you weren’t totally wrong.

The sound of keys moving alerts you from him coming home. And you wait peacefully sitting on the couch while watching a pirates tv show for his at least annoyed questions.

“(NAME)!” he demands your presence when he gets inside and takes off his coat.

You close your eyes, ready to act as if nothing happened. “I’m here, sitting on the couch” you tell him.

There is silence, complete silence, before the loud stomps of his winter boots fly to the other side of the living room.

“You in the couch doing what? Mh?” he asks, getting in between you and the television.

You widen your eyes; he is mad mad. Not just mad. “I- hi? Did you eat? Do you want me to cook fo-“

Sabo shuts you up with his strong hand over your mouth. While the other hand rips your blanket away.

You let him do it. You want him to show you the wild side he has been holding back. And to top it all off, your hand reaches for his belt. You can’t actually pull from it, but your nails can barely graze the leather around his hips. That, in any case, works perfectly fine as a flame fan.

The blonde pinches your cheeks and move your head to the side. He notices your smirk, and with his lips pressed against your temple he murmurs a “fuck”.

Sabo needs you now. He has been hard since morning, don’t prolong his suffering…

“You wanted for my warm cum to fill you up, mh? Then spread your legs for me. You will be overflowing with it until I am satisfied and you pregnant as hell”  he grunts, being nothing but delicate.

It makes you shiver, and your panties to go dripping wet. “Fill me up and leave me pregnant as much you wish, daddy ~” you purr, causing him to grunt loudly.

Sabo proceeds to grab you by your neck, squeezing enough to make you dizzy but for oxygen to keep flowing. He seems like a professional doing this, even if this is the first time doing such thing to you.

As he keeps choking you, Sabo pulls down your pants with enough strength to rip them in one swift motion.

“You wanted me to become this way, didn’t you?” he asks, panting, looking straight into the wet spot on your panties. “Look how wet you are for my cock…”

You look at him with the slutiest eyes he has ever seen, and sticking your tongue out you give him total submission. His metallic grey eyes shine, Sabo is desperate to fuck you, hard.

“Give it to me, daddy… pwease” you moan, spreading your legs. “This is gonna get you so fucking pregnant…” he murmurs, while letting his pants fall to the ground. Sabo proceeds to carve his knee against the coach in between your legs. And then a quick pump on his throbbing, almost painfully, hardness.

A violent swing turns you slightly to the side, he needs the perfect position to get deep inside you.

Sabo first grazes your dampened panties with his precum sprouting tip. The grace of the lace against his gland, makes his toes curl. While you, feeling the pressure of his irreverent pushing on your clit, desperately wish for him to already move the fabric once and for all. And even if a good measure to punish you would be to make you wait, Sabo simply can’t resist the urge to penetrate your walls.

“Daddy… please~” you whine, begging. “Desperate for my cum, little bitch?” he scoffs, pulling your panties to the side with such force it makes your panties sewing to suffer.

He doesn’t even take the time to pull your underwear off, Sabo simply pulls them to the side to finally guide his cock towards your entrance. He plays with the tip, getting it fully coated with your needy elixirs.

You squirm and buck up your hips for him to go deeper. Your nails carve on his strong forearms and they don’t leave marks until he rams so hard into you.

“Fuck, Sabo!” you mewl, you could feel his intrusion up in your stomach if you had to describe it. But it seems not to be enough for him…

Sabo smirks, and quickly grabs your right ankle to pull it up. “Mh? What? Do you think you will get impregnated if I don’t go deep enough? No, (Name). I gotta make sure it gets there…” he says, while dropping your leg on top of his left shoulder.

You widen your eyes. If the last ram got that deep, now… you are not sure if it will be possible.

But it is. And your back arches. And you moan even louder.

Sabo sweats by how fast and hard he is going in and out, and even sometimes up too. Those are specially strong, making you to feel like losing the total control of your body. You feel like bursting, he does too.

Sabo always wanted to fill you up. To impregnate you with his seed. But always held back. But not tonight…

As you tremble in orgasmic spasms, he enjoys your walls milking him. Your anatomy gives the young politics student, the last kick for climax to take over.

His mind blurs. His eyes get fixed on yours. Lips semi apart, not even growling, just panting like a beast in heat.

“There. Is. No coming..back- Name, take my cum and don’t you dare let it waste…” he moans.

“Make me pregnant, daddy… I want my belly full of it” you whine, in between the shivers your orgasm gives you.

“pl-ease…. hold it… in…. I love you” “with great plea-ngh… I love you more”

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A crule dream

Ace x gn!reader

Series: Telling them they are pretty

Description: You and Ace have been close friends, sharing companionship on the Moby-Dick for a long time now. As Ace seemingly finds himself in a dream of you, his bottled up feelings for you bubble to the surface, he has nothing to lose in a dream after all.

Header: by me ✨

Themes: Friends to Lovers, kinda; Idiots to Lovers, kinda; first Kiss; Angst with open ending; but its hinted at to be a happy ending; drunken kissing; mentions of alcohol and drunkenness; Ace is alive and well, what is this Marineford you are talking about.

Note: This has been sitting on my iPad since Febuary?! What is time even?! Its been a while since i posted a fanfiction of mine on the World Wide Webz, so i am a bit nervous about this. Also my first time writing gn!reader, so i‘m still getting used to it. This was supposed to be a little drabble but it kinda went of the rails :‘), this poor sad-boy needs a hug so badly.

It will be the first entry in a series about telling One Piece characters they are pretty. I am no native englisch speaker so please be kind in the comments. I appreciate every bit of feedback from you! Enjoy! ✨

And thank you to @fanaticsnail for being an inspiration to me for the past month or so, you are amazing!

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The atmosphere on the Moby-Dick almost felt like a dream, it was all so effortlessly light-hearted today. The soft pinks and blues of the sunset faded perfectly into the dark night sky on the horizon, already dotted with softly shining stars.

You sat in the crow's nest together with Ace and enjoyed some quietness away from the lively party that was unfolding on deck down below. The crow's nest has always been your spot together.

Ace had one too many already, he read about Luffy in the newspaper today. It got him sentimental again, you knew it all too well. His laughter was always a little too loud after that. You wouldn‘t press him to talk about it, instead trying to comfort him with your company. You two were friends, close friends, you had each other's backs in any situation, even tho he was your commander. He never let you think for a moment this hierarchy was standing between you two. He valued your input and asked for your opinion on things frequently.

You and Ace stared off at the horizon in comfortable silence, sitting shoulder to shoulder, knee to knee, leaning against the mast. He could feel his thoughts drifting away, eyes wandering from star to star, the laughter of the crew down below fading into the background. There was only your warmth beside him now.

„Hey Ace, you are pretty! But you know that, right?!“, that snapped him out of his trance. He slowly turned his head towards you as you grinned up to him cheekily.

„Like how?“ his face turned into a confident grin as well. He was sure you were just joking around. The next thing you‘d say would be something along the lines of „pretty dumb“ or „in pretty deep shit“, and you both would laugh.

But instead of quipping a joke, you were quiet for a moment, studying his face intently. Why were your eyes suddenly so serious? He blinked, feeling your eyes on himself so intently made him a little nervous all of a sudden.

„Well… I like your freckles and your sharp nose… I think that's pretty.“ you said, taking a sip from your bottle. „Oh, and your hair!“ you reached up to touch the tip of a black hairstrand, that was closest to you. A small giggle escaped your lips at his dumbfounded expression.

He was quiet for a moment, his dark eyes looking into yours, seemingly searching for something. This must be one of his dreams, he must have dosed off again.

Sometimes when that happened, his dreams would be so realistic and sometimes so cruel. Like this one. He would dream of Sabo, Luffy and himself reunited and having a drink together, or seeing Yamato again or… well… for you to finally reciprocate his feelings. When he would wake up, he would remember most of it, which left him with a somber feeling for a few hours or even days.

Despite his tender feelings for you, he would never make a move, his position as devision-commander made it difficult, not to mention your close friendship. You were too important for him to ruin it all just like that.

This must be a dream then. Everything felt so light and soft right now.. and you would never say these things to him in reality. Pinpointing his insecurities as something you felt were beautiful? That would be too good to be true. He didn't deserve this to happen to him, he thought at that moment. He studied your face, taking in all the little details he had put to memory so many times before. The soft light of the sunset making your features soft, almost dream-like.

It was a dream, he was sure of it! So why not indulge?! Nothing had consequences right now, it was a dream after all. And he felt so lonely lately, the longing he felt for you has been eating him up inside.

You blinked at him, your face slowly becoming warmer with any moment he stared so intensely at you. You opened your mouth to say something, but he beat you to it.

„I see…“ his low voice was merely a whisper as he leaned in and gently took your face into his hands. His heart skipped a beat at your surprised expression. And was that a blush around your nose? So cute, he thought. The rough skin of his thumb caressed softly over your cheeks.

Your name fell from his lips, quietly, longingly, as if he could scare you away if it was any louder. He leaned in further, his nose brushing against yours.

„I want to kiss you for so long now…“ he all but whispered before pressing his lips to yours. It was a bit rough, but he wanted to pour every ounce of longing into this kiss he had harboured for the past year. Ace wanted to relieve his lonely heart of some pain. You froze up for a second, taken aback by the sudden feeling of his lips against yours, but you quickly found yourself enjoying it.

Your hands wandered behind his neck, as he moved his soft lips against yours. He wanted to know how you taste like and what beautiful noises could fall from your lips. You where gently holding him close, searching for something to hold onto while he pressed you closer to his chest and deepend the kiss.

A sigh fell between the two of you as he coxed your head to the side gently. You completely gave in to his kiss as his tonge brushed yours, letting him dominate your mouth. A million butterflies erupted in his stomach, a tingle went up his spine as you two moved in sync. He softly explored your mouth with his tounghe, brushing with yours in the procces as you did the same, which made him gasp into your mouth.

Yes, he thought, this feels right, kissing you felt so natural to him. Your body fit so well in his strong arms. He gently bit your lower lip as he slowly left your lips, both of you gasping for air, still close to one another.

His heart was banging against his ribcage, an intense blush spread across his face. Oh, he never wanted to let you go. His thumb gently brushed over your lower lip, red and swollen from the kiss you‘ve shared. You where at a loss for words, looking up to him throuhg your eyelashes bashfuly.

„Gods, I want to do this with you all the time, not only in my dreams.“ his gaze held an intense longing as he watched the soft light dance around your features “You are so beautiful right now…“ he whispered to you. „No. You are beautiful all the time,“ he corrected himself.

You gasped at his words. Shocked by his sudden outburst of passion and by yourself, indulging in a drunken kiss with your best friend. The kiss has left you lightheaded and it took you a moment to gather your thoughts to respond. He looked so dreamy right now, and so happy, you haven‘t seen him like that in a while. It made your heart soar.

„Ace, what…?“ you wanted answers, what dream was he talking about. Where was this coming from? But you were incapable of forming a straight sentence right now.

Suddenly, his eyes fell shut and his head lulled forward onto your shoulder, still holding you in his arms. „Ace?!“ you looked down to him, his head almosed nuzzled into the crook of your neck peacefully.

That bumbass dared to fall asleep right now?! After what just happened?!

Your head became clearer as you lingered in this position with him. As you began to think, your chest tightened, what was that all about?! And for how long would he sleep now? From experience you knew, that was unpredictable.

But you have an important mission tomorrow morning! You couldn't wait until he woke up and talk this out with him right now. It was already very late for you and you didn‘t wanna mess up tomorrow.

And would talking even be feasable? He might not even remember any of this. Maybe you could go back to your friendship as it was before then!

Thought after thought crashed down on you. And the worst one was: Would he regret kissing you, his close friend, if he remembered? Now…that would break your heart.

The waves didn‘t stop crashing, taking you with them into a spiral. What would your Crewmembers think?! What would Marco think!? Or your captain if he ever found out?!

Your breath got quicker and the fuzzy feeling in your chest quickly made way for a tight knot, making it more difficult to breathe.

„I am so sorry Ace“ you whispered to him as you gently leaned his sleeping body against the mast. The waves of emotions took you with them, you had no chance. The coil in your chest was unbearable now, you felt like crying. After one last tearful look at his peaceful sleeping face, you stood up and ran to your quarters, hoping no one saw you leaving the crows nest.

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As the questions and thoughts flooded in, you barely took in your surroundings. The mission was so unimportant to you right now. Absentmindedly, you trotted after your team members, just going through the motions. It was a simple scouting mission anyway.

You tried to stop the thoughts and the guilt that where flooding you, but it was no use. Your head wandered to Ace and the kiss time and time again. You could still feel his lips on yours, his soft voice saying these sweet things to you and is warm embrace holding you so gently. What would happen now after this? You clutched your cest to stop your heart from beating so fast, squeezing your eyes shut for a moment.

"Hey, did you hear!? Ace made out with a crewmember yesterday!“ your head snapped up at your teammembers comment. How did they know already?!

Another one laughed “There is always a rumour about him and some crewmember making out at a party. You shouldn't believe everything you hear!“ the elder one gave the newbie a pat on the back.

This fired up the storm of anxiety inside you. So it was just a little makeout for him then!? No… you knew it was more. It meant more to you, at least. And you wanted to believe it was more for him as well. You knew about his little flings here and there.

What if he was just in the mood, and you where the next available option? You frowned at that nasty thought about you friend. Ace was better then his. But what would the crew think about you when they figured it out? What would they think about Ace?!

- Ace had slept until midday, waking up in the crow‘s nest, still in the position you left him in the previous night. He felt disoriented and had a terrible headache from the booze he had the evening before.

And something else felt wrong, it felt like he had had a dream inside a dream, that had never happened before. Ace scratched his head, tilting it to the side wondering. One of the dreams was about Luffy and a giant snake. They fought it together and then ate it. The other one was about you… and you two had kissed. That one he liked the most out of the two.

He sat up and stretched his arms and upper back, looking around for you in the process. But you weren't there with him in the crow‘s nest, unlike in his dream. As he looked around taking in his surroundings, and it slowly dawned on him. The exact place he was in right now seemed so familliar.

Oh no.

He jumped up with a scream of horror. That with you was no dream at all! He kissed you and said all these things for real. And he didn't even ask for your consent before kissing you! His breath got quicker as he tried to remember what exactly had happened yesterday.

Ace really kissed you… he grabbed you by the face even to hold you in place. And you looked surprised at that. Or was it shock on your face?!

He grunted, a feeling of dread creeping into his stomach. His memory was failing him, everything was so blurry.

Did you kiss him back? Or did you say anything at all? That's where it was all blurry for him. He remembered how good it felt to him. But what did you say to him? What did you do? He also remembered you tensed up when he smashed his lips to yours. That wasn‘t a good sign. The dread crawled up his spine lowly.

„Fuck… no,“ he took his hat that was laying on the ground where he slept and raged a hand through his hair before putting it on, just to shove it deep into his eyes.

“No, no, no!“ he wispered to himself under is breath, frozen for a moment and unsure what to do now. Go look for you and talk to you? And then what!? Admit his feelings and possibly destroy your friendship?!

He didn't deserve someone like you at all. You were way too good for him. So brave, and kind. You gave out your love so freely, without fear. Unlike him. You would never accept the feelings of a downer such as him.

Maybe he could backpaddle and say he was just very drunk? That might save your friendship. But he still kinda forced himself onto you. So the friendship was likely unrepairable already.

And it was all his fault. If someone would have rammed a knive into his chest right now, it would likely have hurt less.

Ace felt sick to his stomach, horrifyed as he imagined how you might be feeling right now. His mind filled in all the gaps his memory left open with crule things. Pictures of you trying to push against his chest to get him away from you, but he was too strong and helt you in his firm grasp. Tears in your eyes as he paused his advances on you for a moment. You running to the sleepingquarters, scared and probably disappointed in him, crying.

And you might not tell anyone about it. Ace was your superior and a well-respected member of the crew. He knew you didn't want to destroy his reputation, you would honour your friendship even after this. So you would stay silent with no one to turn to. And then you would leave the Moby-Dick!

Ace grabbed the mast with one hand, knuckles white, his body shaking. He wanted to throw up, wanted someone to punch him in the face. That was what he deserved.

„Oi! I‘ve been looking for you everywhere,“ it was Marco, coming in to the crow‘s nest behind him. Ace was just standing there, unable to move.

„Are y-,“ Marco stopped talking as he saw Aces trembling back. „Oi, what's wrong!?“ he asked, bridging the gap between them with two long steps. When his comrade didn't respond, Marco grabbed him gently by the shoulder to make Ace face him. His brows furrowed at the horrified expression on the other man's face.

„Ace?! What happened?“ Marco shook his shoulders in an attempt to bring him back to reality. This can‘t be good. „What happened last night!?“

At the question, the black-haired man snapped out of it. Did Marco know something about the incident? Did it already make its rounds? No, that couldn't be! He felt like someone was choking him.

He wispered your name „I kissed them….Marco," Ace confessed "I don't remember everything,“ his voice was shaking. Saying it out loud made the stone in his stomach heavier. „I am a superior….and I forced them to kiss me“ he looked to the ground with empty eyes, flinching as he saw Marcos's face scrunch up out of the corners of his eyes.

Marco was at a loss for words. He was rooting for you two to finally stop being dense and confess your obvious feelings to each other. But this was not what he had in mind. He saw you ran to the bunck with a sorrowful expression last night. With that last puzzle piece, it all made sense to him.

The older man gently pressed his fingertips into Ace's shoulders, trying to ground him. That poor boy was still trembling. He tried to find the words to break the news to him, but Ace was quicker with his question as his head snapped up „Where are they? Did you see them today already?“ he asked with a sense of urgency. „I- I need to apologize!“

„Well… you have some more time to think about what you want to say“ It hurt Marco to see Ace like this, and what he was about to say would hurt him even more. „They have been injured on the mission today and collapsed when they came back – from exaustion and bloodloss."

"What?", the other man's voice sounded dead. This can't be happening. Ace felt like his body was floating.

"It will be okay! It wasn‘t fatal, Ace. I already took care of it all" Marco added quickly, shaking him again as he noticed Ace empty gaze drift off. "Stay with me! I'm here with you. You're not alone." Ace, staring into space while Marco talked to him, bareley registering what he said "Talk to them when they wake up, i‘m sure its going to be fine." Marcos voice sounded far away.

Nothing is going to be okay. Ace had just lost a very important person to him, due to being a drunken mess. He must try everything to do damage controll as soon as he came down from the crows nest.

[sordidmusings]

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Loose Lips

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Age Gap Headcanons 🌕

Punk Buggy with a Tongue Piercing☄️ - Riff off of @hey-august's wonderful Punk Buggy

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Fixing What Ifs 🌗

Well Earned Praise 🌕

How He Deals with Falling in Love 🌕

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Thirsty Thursday

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Hybrid AU

ABO AU

On Their Feet - current priorities (Most have coming soon and up on Masterlist to kick my ass into gear atm lol)

Lifeline - in brain and touching on

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Enjoy the hot mess in progress LOL

[khae-writes]

cozy [ sabo/reader ]

tags: modern au, sabo/female reader, fluff, romcom, confession, 3.1k words

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        The day had been going abnormally slow. It was even worse when the temperature was so low that you had to dive under multiple layers of comforters just to feel all warm and cozy.

It was early into January, just a week after New Year’s and the season was as freezing as you’d expected it to be.

Classes were suspended for a good week extra as well due to reasons you were never told about and you simply assumed it was because the faculty themselves didn’t want to do any work at such a cold month and especially not have to tolerate noise in this peaceful weather. There was no snow outside but it was still pretty foggy outside. You directed your attention back to your TV, listening to the main protagonist of your favorite series talk.

Your eyes were drooping to a close and you couldn’t help shaking your head vigorously, getting off your comfortable position on the couch, kicking off the many covers and slouched all the way to the bathroom, splashing clean water onto your face which thankfully woke you up.

Nothing had been so out of place today and the cold was practically asking you to listen to it lulling you to sleep. You would’ve let yourself fall into slumber as quick as it beckoned you to, but you promised yourself from literally just yesterday that you were going to do as much productivity like maybe hone your skills in arts, read your textbooks in advance so you won’t be lagging behind everyone in your class, or maybe exercise or something — just literally anything that involved you getting a major benefit out of.

A knock on your door immediately puts you out of your dazed misery and you scrambled onto your feet to get the door. You don’t recall making plans with anyone today, did you? You shook the thought off and pulled the handle, pleasantly surprised to see the familiar face.

Sabo stands in front of you, his height as tall as it was the last time you’d seen him — he was dressed in a simple long-sleeved white shirt whereas the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He also had a navy-blue jacket wrapped around his figure to keep him from getting cold, some jeans to go with and of course, sneakers that he’d received as a gift from you a year ago. His wavy blonde locks parted mid on his forehead and the ragged scar that you, for some reason, loved was still visible, a small gentle and charming smile glued onto his face and his ocean-blue eyes that looked down at you with excitement.

You blushed slightly; he really was handsome.

“Hey,” he breathed out before raising a little plastic bag that was in his right gloved hand, “I brought snacks.”

You stepped aside, letting him in with a chuckle. “I can’t say no to free food now, can I?”

He shrugs, grinning. “Figured you’d say that.” He slips off his converse and places them neatly on the shoe rack, walking inside with an enamored expression the more he looked around. “You’ve really given this place a makeover.”

You rolled your eyes, a smile unable to drop from your face. “I had a lot of free time since you moved out.”

“You became more responsible as soon as I left?? Man, I must’ve been detrimental to your growth as a person!” He joked, receiving a sardonic laugh from you.

“Ha ha,” you shake your head, chuckling, “well, make yourself at home. The furniture in the kitchen’s still the same so have fun rummaging around there. Luffy and the others are always busy, so I could never get the chance to ask them to help me move some of the heavy load around.”

Sabo hums, making his way over to the kitchen counter and take two clean bowls out of glass and two spoons. “So, what have you been doing?”

“Shouldn’t that be my question for you?” You rose a brow.

“Hey, we haven’t had contact in a while—I think the question goes for both of us.” He smiled at you, dividing half of the tub into one bowl and then the rest in the other.

You smiled back, “I guess so.” You made yourself comfortable on the couch, wrapping yourself into a burrito once more with your many layers for blankets. “Well, to answer your question, I haven’t really been doing anything. I mean, same old, same old—I wake up, take a bath, eat breakfast, go to school, study, bla bla bla.”

Sabo snorted at your bland description. “Really now? No dating, new roommates or crazy frat parties or anything?”

You pretended to think, humming in thought before giving him a closed-eye grin, laughing. “If you count Luffy and his friends coming by once in a while to eat, then I’d say that’s pretty crazy.”

“Booooo! That doesn’t count!” Sabo heckled, giving you a thumbs down at how boring it’s been.

Sabo was your previous roommate and your closest friend. Although he was a year higher than you and had graduated already a year ago, you two remained connected. He had moved out of Gol City and off to Baltigo to pursue his own dreams of being a lawyer. And you believed he was going to be the best there was out there.

You giggled, “Alright, alright, well, do tell the host why a handsome young man decides to suddenly pop by for some snacks? Mind letting me know?”

This time, it was Sabo that pretended to think before shooting you a fake distressed expression. “I’m sorry but I do mind.” You both just laughed, the sound of you two’s laughter echoing across the dormitory room you used to share with him. “Okay, for real, I guess I just felt like seeing you?” He smiles softly, finally walking over to you and joining your spot on the couch.

He pushes you slightly, gently moving you over to give space for him to sit on before handing you a small bowl of vanilla ice cream. You narrowed your eyes at the cold treat, giving him an unamused expression. “Ice cream at this season? You’re kidding.” You deadpanned, knowing that this was exactly one of his dorky habits.

Sabo simply shrugs, “I kid you not. Take it before it melts into a gooey puddle.” You grumbled under your breath and took it anyway, shivering some more when you felt the cold treat on your tongue.

“Anyway,” you cleared your throat, moving to the far end of the sofa, a teasing grin on your face, “’you felt like seeing me’? That’s so lame! Did you lose a bet or something? Maybe Ace dared you to do this!”

Sabo only smiled. “No, I just,” he turns away slightly red at what he was about to say next, “… I just really missed you.”

You went quiet at his confession, feeling your heart pick up its pace. There was no denying that you’d definitely developed a crush over this gorgeous young man — he was literally every girl’s dream guy, after all! And you’d been so lucky to have been roommates with him for three years.

“W-Well, that’s sweet of you.” You composed yourself, averting your eyes from his awkward figure and telling yourself that he’s just a friend. He meant that platonically, nothing else.

Sabo feigned a hurt look, “What? You didn’t miss me back or something?”

You whipped your head to face him once more, cheeks puffing indignantly. “That’s not it!”

“Do tell me then.” he challenges you, not expecting you to turn red from embarrassment and cupping your cheeks. Sabo felt himself swell in pride at being the reason for your flushed expression — just a bit.

“I-I’m just embarrassed, alright? I did miss you and I still do.” You huffed, glaring at him. “Being in your company feels nice, okay? It feels better having a friend around than being here alone.”

The blonde felt his smirk disappear, curving into a genuine small smile as he scoots nearer to you. “Aww,” he coos, “you’re still such a baby!”

You glare at him, red from embarrassment, “No! I’m not a baby!”

“Sure you are!” He teases.

“Noooo!” You pathetically whined, punching his shoulder with your left fist lightly. “If anyone here’s a baby, it’s you! Seriously? Ice cream for a snack?”

Sabo, this time, felt a fire twinkle in his chest as his eyes lit up at the start of this stupid and pointless roleplay. “Ice cream is good!” He defended, “Not only is it cold and perfect for relieving stress but also sweet and helps cool off the brain!”

You snorted, going along with the skit you two were playing. “We all know the big boys have chips and fries for snacks now! Mr. Sabo, I’m so sorry to tell you that you are cancelled!” You laughed, chortling at his defeated expression.

“N-No way! It can’t be!” He faked a gasp. “But madame (Y/n), you also ate ice cream when you were younger, didn’t you!? This is such a scandal! Charging against a childhood treat? You know this goes against the law!” He dramatically weeps.

You pull up a believable shocked face, “No! You must’ve heard me wrong! A-As I do enjoy ice cream, its gloriousness can’t ever match up to—”

“And there we have it! The debate has ended!” Sabo hollers, raising his arms upwards and pointing accusingly at you. “You, (L/n) (Y/n), are a perpetrator and the mastermind of this heated debate! How dare you frame someone else, an ally of yours, nonetheless!”

“No! Believe me, Mr. Sabo, it is I who has been framed!”

“We’ll take it to court, madame!”

After that confusing and pointless act you two just pulled, you fell back and started bursting into laughter. You both had silly grins on your faces and you really missed his company. It was like he never left at all, like he had been there for a year more.

After that, you two just resorted to talking, eating your cold treats and sharing stories of how life had been treating one another. It was peaceful and you wanted nothing to interrupt this moment of peace. It felt so serene and nice, it felt right and you knew Sabo was enjoying this too — time with you.

It was goofy moments like these with your blonde companion that made university so much more worthwhile; tolerable. It was with him that you appreciated free time more and learned to balance out studying and habitual activities for yourself. It was with him that you became wiser and more forgiving; that you began to acknowledge others and start working with a goal in mind. It was with him that you started to become more passionate — you really were grateful for Sabo.

Your laughter had died down into little giggles, pulling up the blankets and your knees up to your chest, resting your upper limbs on your legs as you looked at the blonde with a calm and relaxed face.

You observed his features — down from every strand of hair, to the slight pink of his lips. He really was handsome. Blonde, blue eyes, finely dressed no matter what, personality was an eleven out of ten — he was… amazing.

Without thinking straight, you’d crawled over next to him, dazed. “Sabo,” you called for his name softly, the smile on your face never disappearing.

The blonde turned to you, his boisterous laughing dying down as well as he noticed how serious you looked. He gulped, inaudible. “Yeah?”

You feel your heart beat so fast and so loud, you felt like it was going to jump out of your chest. But, it was now or never. You either sit in regret for the rest of your life or you jump at the opportunity.

And like Ace always said, “Live a life with no regrets.” This was it.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

You hear his breath hitch and his grip on the ice cream bowl and the spoon paired with it had tightened. You had different scenarios playing out in your head like a broken record, reminding you what sort of imagery you were expecting after that sudden confession.

You expected him to walk out, leave you rejected and never contact you again.

He would return your feelings.

He would reject you politely, telling you that he sees you only just a friend.

Laugh it off, tell you to stop joking around.

Good lord, you hoped it wasn’t the last one.

You were fine being friend-zoned or being walked out on but being told that you were joking around with your feelings and being made fun of for saying such things — it pissed you off a lot.

Your blood suddenly turned cold, seeing his lips twitch into a smile before slowly bursting into laughter. Your own lips twitched feverishly at his reaction; was he making fun of you? No, that wasn’t it. There was a pinkish tint to his face that you immediately recognized was a blush, though if it were someone else (Ace, for example), you might’ve dismissed it as them genuinely making fun of you because they were just that dense.

But you knew Sabo wasn’t oblivious, unlike his brothers.

You laughed with him, albeit strained and forced. “W-What’s so funny?” You feel your arms crumble — your only support for keeping your body up hovering over his, they were slowly about to break. “I’m serious.” You struggled to keep a straight face, unable to show the hurt you were feeling.

“I-I know, I can see that—i-it’s just—!” He laughed again, inhaling and exhaling to calm himself down, trying to get back his voice and looking at you with a gentler look.

“Are you good now?” You couldn’t help the sass in your tone of voice, looking away from him out of spite.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Sabo chuckles.

“… if you’re just going to laugh then—”

You were cut off at the new weight slithering around your waist, and all strength you’d kept in your arms had fallen down, your body meeting Sabo’s as he wrapped his lean arms around your figure. Your bowls of ice cream had been settled onto the coffee table in front of the couch, your body flushed against his comfortably.

“I was laughing because it felt unreal.” Your brows furrowed in confusion, your nose scrunching bemusedly. “It’s pretty hard to believe the girl I’d also come to grow feelings for returning my affections.” He finishes, smiling awkwardly but also happily.

In a matter of seconds, you felt your face burn from embarrassment. “O-Oh,” you muttered out, “that’s all?”

His arms were still tightly wound around you, embracing you and delicately snuggling his nose by the crook of your neck. You feel him smile on your skin, his breath fanning over you as he releases a deep chuckle. “We haven’t seen each other in a whole year—I’m shocked.”

“You’re a very hard person to forget and let go of, Sabo.” You mumbled, bashful.

“Ahh, you’re really cute…” He couldn’t help the goofy grin on his face as he sees your flustered expression. He pulls you closer to him, his body emanating enough body warmth for both you and him — a perfect temperature for this cold. “You… you’re in love with me—that’s what you said, right?” You feel his heart pulsate under your palms, his hold on you tightening slightly, but making sure not to crush you with his strength.

You nodded timidly, shy under his caring gaze.

“… I think I’m in love with you too.” He exhales, before his eyes met yours. Those blue pools of his for eyes that bore into yours, loving and relieved, his eyes casting just slightly downwards to your lovely inviting lips.

And slowly, he leaned in. Your lips brushing against his just for a still moment; you feel your heart race rapidly. This was the moment you’d been waiting for, wasn’t it? It was a delicate experience, a memorable one, an unforgettable one and something you wanted to cherish until your very last breath.

“May I?” His voice pulls you back to reality and you could only respond ‘yes’.

In an instant, his lips met yours — it was soft and sweet, he felt warm on your own and you felt your body burning like crazy from the intimate physical affection. You had never kissed anyone before, but you were damn glad it was Sabo that turned out to be your first — and he was a damn good kisser too.

A few seconds had passed and you two pulled away before leaning in again.

A kiss. Then another. Then again. And another.

The little pecks in-between catching breaths were your remedy, the flush on your cheeks were present as you two let out tiny breathy giggles like a bunch of high-school students in love which may or may not be far from the truth.

Your hands that had lost its strength to even move earlier were caressing his cheeks softly, your right thumb massaging his faded scar. You knew how insecure he could get over it, but he didn’t pull away at your touch. You felt yourself soar at the feeling of being trusted by this young man. His hands, on the other hand, were around your waist and the other was just resting on your back. You shuddered at the feeling of someone’s else’s hands on your waist at first, but you instantly relaxed. The more he rubbed smooth circles around the small of your back, the easier you felt comforted.

You looked at him, silent and still.

He looked so ethereal — unbelievably handsome, unrealistically sweet; he was every woman’s dream guy yet you were the lucky girl he’d chosen to be with. Whether you two spend an eternity as lovers or not, you were all snuggled up on his chest, adoring the warmth he provided.

He awkwardly asks in-between another kiss. “Wait, does this make you my girlfriend? 

“Well, you never asked…” You grinned at him, seeing his face bloom red at the realization.

“Oh fuck, you’re right—!” He cursed, worried. “(Y/n)—”

You cut him off, smirking. “Sabo, be my boyfriend?”

The blonde gaped at you in horror. “Hey! You can’t just ask me out! The guy’s supposed to make the first move!”

You shrugged, your hands now wrapped around his neck, giving him one long kiss yet again — and although he was just complaining a few seconds ago, he’d easily let himself kiss you back with just as much passion, if not more.

Sabo breathed heavily, looking at you with a dazed mien. “Then I’ll have to reject your confession, princess.” He smirks as he kisses you again. “Be mine?”

You felt yourself shiver in pleasure at his use of nicknames, not really all that mad that he turned the tables on you and nodded at his request

The rest of the day may have went by slow but at least it was cozy in his arms.

[dystopicbrain]

he lived his whole life thinking that the world would be a better place if he had never been born, believing that he didn’t deserve love, and assuming that those close to him would hate him if they found out who his father was. he changed his mind about everything only at the point of death.

[eustasskidagenda]

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⇢ my fav characters are in bold

⇢ i do not write smut or romantic prompt with Minks or non-human like character.

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dub con ; rape, even as a consensual play ; stepcest/incest kink ; cheating ; abuse ; pregnancy ; somnophilia, even consensual ; daddy/mommy/and any kind of family kink ; water sport, scat; hateful and religious topic ; self-harm, suicidal intentions.  ⇢ Please, take care of you and your mental health if you struggle with that kind of thoughts, everything will be alright, but I know it can be hard sometimes. You're enough and you're loved. ♡ ⇢ Dysphoria (I don't know enough about this to provide an accurate text, nothing personal and you have all my support if you're facing dysphoria)

☆some kinks idea i can write for:

⇢ if you're unsure about a kink, feel free to ask ⇢ some of my fav are in bold 69, anal sex, aphrodisiac, begging, biting, blindfolds, body worship, bondage, breeding kink, choking, clothed sex, cockwarming, creampie, creative use of Devil Fruit, cum play, dacryphilia (nothing with dubious consent), deep throat, degradation, dirty talk, discipline, dom/sub dynamic, double penetration, dry humping, face sitting, face fucking, fingering, femdom, food play, gagging, gloves, group sex, hair pulling, handjob, hickeys, lingerie, loss of virginity, massage, mirror sex, nipple play, oral sex, orgasm denial, overstimulation, panty stuffing (mouth), pegging, praises, public sex, rimming, roleplay, rough sex, sensory depravation, size kink, soft sex, spanking, squirting, striptease, teasing, temperature play, thigh fucking, thigh riding, toys, vaginal sex, wax play

[ssamyu]

amorecos tenham paciência cmg 😭😭 eu sabo que é uma delícia ter headers personalizados porém eu sou uma burrinha preguiçosa e tô tentado ao máximo responder pelo menos 3/5 aks por dia e mesmo assim eu nn consigo entregar tudo (motivo do meu colapso)entoa não fiquem chateados caso seu pedido demore um pouquinho pra ser respondido

ADORO fingir que sou famosa e tenho vários fãs pra responder 🤸🤸 e sobre os tutoriais tô guardando uns pra responder juntinhos pq a maioria é bem parecido então fiquem de boa pq eu ADORO dividir a maneira mais simples e burra que eu edito os meus headers 🫂🫂