#wanted: rubber brained captain (Luffy)

[luffyasksandanswers]

Idiot sonshine casually touching the saucepan and never learning not to steal food

[luffyasksandanswers]

@koukogakusha-nico-robin

no one is born to be alone

[magicalbats]

Oh, Captain (Luffy x reader)

Rating: R-18+

Word Count: 5222

Warnings: Afab!reader, gendered language, noncon, physical coercion, outdoor sex, inappropriate use of 5th Gear

A/N: My second ever commission and the lovely donor was kind enough to give me permission to post it for everyone else to read. Thank you for a great experience, @avidbroswer!! 🩷🩷🩷

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Let’s help Luffy, they’d said.  

We’re a crew, they’d said. Family. 

You don’t feel very much like family when you’re running for your life from the very captain you’d sworn loyalty to. Or at least, you’re pretty sure that the strange figure with white nimbus cloud hair is your captain. You’d watched it happen from a (questionably) safe distance, when he suddenly transformed in a surge of sparking static electricity that made your skin crawl like it was trying to escape from your bones but it’s still hard to believe that it was really him. Even having seen the reality of it with your own two eyes doesn’t make it any easier to accept. 

Luffy was supposed to be a dark haired, dark eyed youth in the prime of his life. Not this uncanny version of him that giddily laughs with boisterous amusement while he ping pongs about so violently within the craggy mess of scorched earth in the wake of his battle with Kaido that you can feel the massive chunks of rock slamming into the ground as much as you can hear it. One after another, from the left and then the right, they just keep falling in an almost continuous rain of rubble and ruin. The resulting shockwaves very nearly take you off your feet more than once but you force yourself to keep running even when your sore legs scream in protest, aching from the exertion. It was the only choice you really had at this point. 

And it’s not lost on you that this is technically your own fault for getting so close to the fight but you’d wanted to help. All that talk of family and crew, and unwavering allegiance to the Straw Hats had clearly infected your brain because you’d rushed straight into the danger zone despite knowing good and well that you were the only one close enough to make it in time. Now you were the one who needed help and it wasn’t going to arrive soon enough to do you any good. 

What an idyllic fool you’d been. 

“Ah!” You suddenly get tripped up in all the rocky debris laying across the ground and fall to your knees with a seething hiss. Your palms come back scraped where they’d shot out to catch you but you’ve managed to avoid taking the brunt of it to the face. Thank the stars for life’s smallest miracles. 

Panting heavily, you just sit there amongst the broken wreckage and detritus for a harrowingly long beat, trying to catch your breath. You can still hear the chaotic destruction of Luffy — or the man who had once been Luffy — bouncing around like a rubber ball behind you, completely unimpeded by the laws of gravity or common sense. It sounded like he was having a blast. 

Maybe that was good. Maybe he hadn’t even noticed you yet, so lost within the mess of demolished land and too tiny a speck to even draw his attention. You had a chance to escape then, if that was the case. 

Any such hopes quickly fizzle out when his uproarious hooting and hollering abruptly rushes towards you, getting louder and louder until your eardrums start to vibrate. You suck in a sharp, nauseated gasp and slap your hands over your ears as you twist around to look behind you. Just in time to watch Luffy sail overhead like a shooting white comet. The kickback from his high velocity speed hits you seconds later, tearing a shriek from your mouth when the wind hits you full force and as solid as any wall. 

Too busy ducking down with your head between your knees to protect yourself from the sting of flying rocks, you don’t get to see how he manages to pivot his momentum mid air and land a couple hundred yards away. You hear it though. You feel the shock of impact too, when it races through the ground to make the rubble underneath you tremble. It goes quiet then, and unnaturally still. Suddenly all you can hear are your own labored gasps. 

You hesitate to do it but, realizing you have no other option, you slowly lift your face to peer out over all the fallen debris. Standing at a distance, Luffy just looks at you with a fiercely manic edge in his now golden-yellow eyes that makes your veins ice up. You’re more certain than ever that this cannot be your captain. He should have been giving you the usual bright faced, happy go lucky grin he always did when he inexplicably came out on top against all the odds that were stacked against him. Not this — viscous leer of victory. 

But if this wasn’t Luffy then who in the seven seas was it? 

“Have you come to celebrate with me?” 

His voice isn’t quite the same either. More raspy, like the weight of immense power flowing through him was putting strain even on his vocal cords. You don’t think you like that any more than you like the way he’s eyeing you up as if you were a stuffed pig on a roasting spit. Even for his bottomless pit of an appetite, you’d never seen him look at another person quite like that. 

Cautiously slow, you straighten up out of your defensive huddle. Work to get your feet under you without taking your attention off him for even a moment and then stand so you can prepare to … what, run again? A lot of good that had clearly done you. 

“I don’t think it’s time to celebrate just yet.” You tell him softly. “We need to find the other Straw Hats. Make sure they’re all okay. You still remember them … don’t you, Luffy?” 

Your emotional plea only succeeds in giving him a momentary pause. “But I have so much energy left. I just want to dance and shout, and jump into the air! You’ll join me, won’t you?” 

He takes a step towards you, a rather aggressive one at that, and you quickly back up. Something told you if you didn’t agree to go along with this he was going to try and force you into joining in on whatever constituted his idea of merrymaking. Unfortunately you weren’t sure if you’d survive that, given the state of all the crumbled boulders littering the ground on this now desolate stretch of land. 

“No, Luffy. Not right now. We have to - -“ 

With an abrupt jerk, he lurches forward as if to launch himself at you. His rubbery legs momentarily struggle for traction on the ground, as if they couldn’t quite decide what consistency they wanted to be, but you don’t plan on sticking around long enough to find out. Feeling like you’ve forgotten how to breathe, you spin around and make a mad dash for it, barreling straight into a dead sprint. 

It’s a resounding effort in futility. 

You don’t even make it three whole steps before he slams into your back hard enough to take you right off your feet. 

There’s a split second moment of shock at how fast he’d managed to close the distance, and then the ground is rushing up at your face again. 

That dizzying blur of vertigo inducing free fall coupled with the way your vision tilts on its axis very nearly has you spewing your guts right then and there. But if Luffy picks up on the dire, sickened tinge coloring your wounded grunt he certainly doesn’t act it. He just flings his arms around your middle, alarming in their fleshy elasticity and yet still familiar to you, then hauls you up against his front before you can slam into the rocks. 

Everything happens much too fast for you to keep up with any of it. Your brain is reeling, still trying to recover from the impact of his body colliding with yours and the subsequent head rush that followed. So stunned you can’t even find the wherewithal to protest his treatment of you let alone try to fight your way free. Unable to do anything else, you simply allow your limbs to bonelessly flail when he takes a handful of eager steps forward with you in his arms. 

In the next moment Luffy spins you out away from him, snagging your wrist to stop your momentum and make you jerk to another abrupt standstill. The yank on your shoulder causes it to pop, splintering pain racing up your arm as you cry out. He doesn’t care though. He either doesn’t care or he doesn’t notice, because he just pulls you right back into him again, hard enough to make you collapse with a teeth rattling jolt against his chest. 

“Come on!” He laughs, loud and frenzied, his hold on you much too tight where it’s shackled around your wrist. “Dance with me! Aren’t you having fun?” 

Teeth gnashing to fight back the nausea, you bring your uncaptured hand up and brace it against his shuddering frame. You’re more than just a little surprised to find his heartbeat hammering out a sharp, almost violent staccato against his ribcage, so powerful you can feel it thrumming through his skin. It reminds you of an endless procession of war drums. Too many to count and impossibly loud, their ferocity equally intimidating and awe inspiring. 

What in the world had happened to him? 

You don’t have the privilege of lingering on that question for very long. Couldn’t afford to, as you try to get your tired legs situated under you again so you can stand on your own. “You’re hurting me, Luffy. We don’t have time for this right now. Just let me go. Please.” 

But he doesn’t even seem to register what you’re saying as a plea at all. 

A snickering, raspy laugh rattles up out of him, and you vehemently push at his narrow chest with your uncaptured hand. Shove him as hard as you can. He still doesn't budge though, simply reaching up to snag that wrist too so he can forcefully spin you around in his arms. You feel sick with the rush of motion coupled with the fatigue and throbbing pain in your body but there’s nothing you can do to stop it. He’s too strong, too wild, too lost in whatever manic high he’s slipped into after his fight with Kaido. 

Tightening his grip to lock you against his front, Luffy moulds himself to the line of your back with such an unnatural, rubbery motion that you find yourself fighting not to wretch even as his mouth finds your neck. He nuzzles at you for a brief moment, just brushing his lips over your jackhammering pulse before angling his nose towards the spot just behind your ear. The breath he draws is slow and savory, and he seems to hold it in his lungs for an unnecessarily long time. 

When he at last sighs out, displacing some of the loose flyaways in your hair, an unmistakable rumble low in his chest accompanies it. “Mmm, you smell good. Like victory.” 

What the hell was that supposed to mean? “Luffy, just listen to me … don’t do this. I - I don’t really understand what's happened to you but we can figure it out together. We’ll fix it. I promise. But you need to let me go or - -“

“Let you go? But we’re having so much fun. I want to have even more fun with you but you’re not a fighter, not like he was. And you don’t want to dance with me either.”

He sounds dangerously close to pouting when he says that last bit and you give a halfhearted twist in his hold, testing for any slack. It’s no good though. For as little effort as he seemed to be putting into it, his arms were like iron shackles where they’re criss crossed over your body. Dammit. 

“Why?” You seethe in frustration and fast mounting panic. “Why won’t you just go back to normal, Luffy? This isn’t like you!” 

His frame shakes behind you with the giggles that rise within him, making his whole body vibrate like a mercilessly shaken soda bottle. It quickly grows, rapidly multiplying and expanding until he at last throws his head back with a cackling peel of laughter aimed up at the sky. It’s much too close to your ear and deafeningly loud, reigniting your desperation to get away from him, but your wild thrashing just causes him to laugh even harder. Like he found it hilarious that you were scared and trapped against him. 

“I can’t!” He howls, belly laughing so ferociously it makes you jerk in his hold. “I can’t go back until I’ve used up all of this energy! It feels like I’m going crazy but it feels good too! Amazing even! I’ve never experienced anything like it before! I want to keep going but you can’t fight and you won’t dance with me … but there’s something else we can do together, isn’t there?” 

“What are you ta - -“

He releases you so suddenly you don’t even realize you’re crumpling to the ground until your butt has already hit the rocks, surprising a yelp out of you. Fresh pain immediately races up from your backside in a blinding starburst and you outright hiss as you gingerly start to angle yourself onto your hip in hopes of taking some of the pressure off of where it hurts the most. You don’t quite make it that far though. 

Luffy’s hands are suddenly on your shoulders, shoving you forward to sprawl out rather inelegantly on your front. He follows you down, pinning you to the destroyed ground with his body weight, and you immediately start to panic in earnest. Your captain didn’t look like much more than a lanky beanpole at first glance but he was so densely packed with muscle that he felt like a sack of bricks on top of you. It makes it hard to breathe and the quickened, gasping lungfuls of air you suck in don’t exactly help. Your chest constricts painfully tight as you struggle against him, forgetting all logic and reason in your blind desperation to get away from him. 

He doesn’t even seem to notice though, still just as unbudging sprawled out over top of you as he’d been when the two of you were standing. No amount of kicking your legs or bucking up underneath him even gives him pause, and his greedy hands fumble down to your waist where they squeeze tight enough to rip a hurt shriek from your throat. This doesn’t cut through the manic haze spurring him on either. He doesn’t even waver. 

“What are you — stop that! Have you lost your mind!” 

“I’m sorry.” He snickers, not sounding very sorry at all as he shoves his face into the crook of your neck again. Another deep, savory inhale. Another rumbling exhale right against your pulse. The faintest growl that trails afterward is new though and you go painfully still under him, hardly even daring the blink despite all the grimy dust kicked up in your desperate fight for freedom. 

You’d never, ever heard such a sound come out of him before. It scares you perhaps most of all, and you’d seen many a frightening and unsettling thing since stepping foot into Onigashima. Somehow this just really took the cake though. 

“I’m sorry,” He says it again. Contradicting this, his callous worn fingers dip into the hem of your pants and start to tug at them, jostling you with each insistent pull. “I’m sorry, heheee. I just can’t help myself. If I can’t have you I don’t know what I’ll do. You’ll help me calm down, won’t you?” 

Your mind struggles to process that. He was asking you to help him? Not with words or medicine, or even the endless supply of food he would have otherwise asked for had he been in his right mind. He wanted your body. 

So that’s what it was then. What it all boiled down to. 

If he couldn’t fight you and you refused to dance with him then that left only one other option. He was going to fuck it out of his system. Anything to get rid of all the excess energy running through his body, making him vibrate like a lit fuse on top of you. It made a certain amount of sense, you supposed, but that didn’t mean you had to like it. 

Curling your hands into tight fists against the rocks, numb to the abrasive sting, you draw a rattling breath to center yourself. It doesn’t do much in the way of good. “Please don’t do this.” 

It’s like he doesn’t even hear you, a grunt of victory puffing out of him when he finally manages to get your pants tugged down over the curve of your ass. 

“Please.” You gasp, the sound wet and faltering. 

Completely ignoring you now, Luffy reaches further down to fumble with something lower while his opposite hand possessively curls around your hip to keep you in place. You hiccup rather sadly at the distant sound of rustling clothes, almost completely lost under the violent pounding of blood in your ears, but there’s no missing the fleshy nudge against the back of your thigh that soon follows. It leaves a sticky smear where it touches you, inspiring an eruption of horrified goosebumps in its wake. 

You don’t have to look to know what’s touching you. The innate knowledge of what’s happening and who is responsible for this paralyzing fear that grips your aching heart in a chokehold is horrible and suffocating all at once. Stinging tears spring up and well in the backs of your eyes but you clench your teeth to try and stifle the terrified wail threatening to claw its way up your throat, knowing it would only sound hysterical. 

On one hand you almost couldn’t believe this was really happening, even though the reality of the situation was staring you right in the face. It just seemed almost too implausibly awful to be real. 

But on the other, Luffy wasn’t exactly known for his self control or restraint. You knew this. Had even found it charming at one point or another, so you brace yourself for the worst. It just might be the only thing that ends up saving you. 

“Captain - -“

“I’m sorry.” 

He’s suddenly between your legs, pressing up into you from behind. You go ramrod stiff against him, your whole body clenching in genuine distress, but it does very little to stop him. Like he’s done it a million times before, or perhaps thanks to the instinctive muscle memory bestowed upon every man with a working cock, he pushes right in on your entrance until cunt slips start to part under the pressure. A thin, tremulous groan escapes him at the first kiss of your hot guts against the tip and then he just keeps pushing. Even when your muscles tense up and try to keep him out. Even when he meets a great deal of resistance as your body tries its best to reject him. If anything he almost seems to take it as a challenge the same way he would another combatant or a roadblock standing between him and his goals. 

In this case his goal is clearly to sink himself in you right down to the hilt, and he just puts more effort into his cause the more you try to fight it. Leans his weight into you until it feels like your poor cunt is taking the full brunt of his mass. The resulting stretch of your inner sleeve is painful and drawn out, taking much longer than it otherwise would have had you been even slightly prepped for this. 

Your mouth hinges open but nothing comes out for a prolonged moment as the tears break loose to streak down your face. It feels like he’s tearing you in half! Either he was much bigger than you’d assumed he’d be or by virtue of how tightly your interior walls were squeezing him — or even some terrible combination of the two —  it was like you were being split down the middle. You couldn’t even breathe through the choking discomfort of it and a threadbare, sobbing little mewl dislodges from your throat when he at last manages to shove himself past that first barrier. 

Full penetration is much easier for him to achieve after that but it’s no less painful, and you cry out when he snaps his hips forward once, twice, and finally lodges his length the rest of the way in on the third. A pleased huff slips out of him as he settles on top of you, a fresh wave of giggles quickly following suit. It was like he’d gone mad. So wrapped up in the raving power that had turned his hair white that he can only laugh about it even while he’s buried balls deep in your body. 

That short lived pause is all the respite you get though and Luffy is soon moving, rutting into you with quick, sharp little jabs up into your guts. You shriek at the top of your lungs, clawing at the ground while you kick out behind you, but he ignores this the same as everything else. Lying prone and trapped under him, all you can do is take it. 

“Waah — why are you doing this, Luffy? It hurts! If … if the others find out about this - -“ 

“I know, hahaaa. I know. I’m sorry, but I can’t stop. You feel … this feels amazing! Almost as good as fighting Kaido did!” 

You seethe at that, trying your damndest not to get caught up on it right now but that proves to be more than a little difficult. He really didn’t see any difference between fucking and fighting? Somehow that seemed so typically him, and you think you would have probably joined him in laughing about it under better circumstances. 

But better circumstances wouldn’t have found you being roughly jostled back and forth on the ground by his eager, jack rabbit thrusts. The motion of his hips lacks any and all refinement with no technique to speak of, and yet that doesn’t stop you from seeing stars every time his cock blindly rams into your upper wall. It punches the air from your lungs and materializes out of your mouth in the form of heaving, strained bleats of distress that quickly climb to a higher and higher pitch with each second that goes by. Not for the first time today, you feel like you really might throw up. 

“Ooh, that’s …” He suddenly gasps, lets out a half strangled groan, and drives himself into you even harder. Faster. The force of his pelvis slapping against your upturned ass rapidly grows to a steady, almost constant blur of stinging swats — plap, plap, plap, plap — and you shriek at the rapidly swelling pressure on your gut. “Ooh, that’s good. That’s good! It feels so good! I - I can’t - -“ 

Without warning, your pussy abruptly floods with wet, sticky warmth. He hadn’t even given you a chance to beg for him to pull out. 

Your eyes widen to the approximate size of dinner plates but he just keeps pistoning his hips even as the rest of his shuddering frame gives a series of little jerks to thoroughly empty his balls into you. He shows no signs of slowing down or tiring any time soon though, his limitless energy evidently far outpacing his obvious lack of experience. 

It’s a hard thing to wrap your reeling head around just how quickly everything has happened and yet there’s no mistaking it for what it is. The sensation is completely foreign to you but you innately understood it for what it represented, what it could potentially mean for your future. You’re not half as relieved to have it done and over with as you are terrified of what it meant. 

Even more confounding, however, is that it doesn’t so much as make Luffy slow down let alone stop now that he’s painted your inner sleeve a thick, creamy white. Not the orgasm itself which, considering how much he fills you up, should have thoroughly drained him for the time being, nor the possible repercussions of allowing himself to shoot off inside of you like that. He just keeps going without a care in the world, like it wasn’t his problem and he still had more than enough stamina to keep up the harried pace he’d settled into for the foreseeable future. The only sign of it burning up any of his energy at all is the slightly labored quality his breathing takes on, but that’s it. 

Realizing that this ordeal is still far from over, you give your body a twist and try to angle your cunt away from the constant attack of his cock. “H - hold on a minute, what … aagghhh, what are you doing, Luffy? You - - you can’t just cum inside like that, you idiot!” 

“Can’t stop! Heheehe, I can’t, I can’t, not when you keep squeezing me like that!” 

All but wheezing at the intense pleasure of thrusting into the sticky mess he’s made of you, Luffy presses himself flush against your sweaty back and circles his arms around your middle. You brace to shove him off, or at least try to, but you don’t quite make it that far. 

Catching you completely off guard, he yanks you up against him and practically throws himself back onto the ground. The sudden lurch lodges your stomach in your throat, and you let out a frazzled scream as you land on top of him. That he cushions the impact with his rubbery body only comes as a slight relief when you were struggling just to get your bearings straight, disoriented and stunned in the aftermath of his impulsive decision when you unexpectedly find yourself blinking up at the sky. 

You start to pull yourself upright, wincing, only to quickly realize he’s still got one arm looped around your waist to keep you held in place on top of him. The other is — you gasp when you glance down to see him already fisting his cock in hand, guiding it back to your entrance where it had slipped out in that rush of movement. It’s still achingly stiff and unrelenting, like he hadn’t already spilled his seed in you only moments ago, and your heart painfully wrenches with the fresh wave of dread that comes over you. 

“W - wait, please don’t - -“

The head of him finds your cunt, pressing back up into you again, and you outright sob when he mercilessly snaps his hips to impale you on that stiff length once more. You sway unsteadily at the fresh stretch, trying to decide if it’s better or worse in this position, but gravity soon proves itself your enemy when the weight of you on top of him firmly sinks his cock even further into you than before. It feels like he’s tickling at your ribcage like this, but all you can do is give a wounded little mewl and try to steady yourself. Undaunted, he reaches up to tug your pants the rest of the way off. 

“Luffy,” Sniffling sadly, you fight him as much as you can in your physically exhausted state but it’s no use. Your bottoms come off to leave you bare and exposed from the waist down, sitting upon his cock like a whore on her rightful throne. 

The tears quickly start up again, streaking hot tracks down your flushed, sweaty face while he gets himself situated underneath you. His hips lift, nudging you just a pinch higher so he can brace his feet underneath him while his hands come around to anchor around your love handles. Then, he’s moving again. 

Completely unconcerned by your crying, Luffy flexes his legs to thrust up into you and the same fleshy slap as before quickly rises loud in the air again. Plap, plap, plap, plap. The wet squelch of your seeded cunt sucking him in deep on every upward plunge joins in, adding to the obscene cacophony of noises even as you toss your head back to sob at the sky. You can hear him grunting underneath you, clearly enjoying himself quite a bit, but you couldn’t say the same. Your body was already a sore, achy mess of bruises and scrapes, and this certainly wasn’t helping. You were just getting more and more tired by the minute. 

“Nnghhnnn, please, captain. Please don’t cum inside again, I … I’m begging you!” 

The only response he gives is a low, rumbling groan that seems to bleed into you and reverberate endlessly inside your belly, making you squeeze your thighs together as if to block him out. But of course it doesn’t work. Given the way he stutters over a raspy hiss of your name he actually seems to like the way it makes your walls tighten around him, unintentionally though it may have been. There was really nothing you could have done to dissuade or stop him once he’d set his mind to something, and it seemed he very adamantly had his sights set on using your cunt until his energy reserves finally wore out. 

Distantly, you wonder how long that will actually take. 

“You’re mine, you’re mine, you’re mine,” He chants underneath you, again and again, even when his hands tighten around your hips to guide you into bouncing right along with him. Having no other choice, you snifflingly spread your legs wide and brace your feet on the ground, moving with him despite the throbbing ache in your muscles. “Mine, mine, mine. My prize. My treasure. My woman!” 

He viciously slams his pelvis up at the end, further punctuating his claim on you, and the sharp stab of his cock rips a wild shriek from your mouth. “N - no, captain, please! I can’t — I don’t want it! Not like this! You’re not … aaghnn, you’re not Luffy! You’re not!” 

The only response he gives is a deranged little laugh that makes his cock jump where it’s wedged inside you. That push on your upper wall makes the tension running through you double and then triple, your heaving gasps coming a little quicker now even as his hands travel up your body. You can’t stop him like this when your own were propped behind you along his flexing stomach to help you maintain your balance in this precarious position. It’s not hard to figure out what his intentions are though, and you screw your eyes shut so you don’t have to watch him grab hold of your top. 

A deafening riiiip tears through the air when he shreds it, the poor cotton helpless before his far greater strength. He leaves it hanging from your shoulders in tattered pieces as your tits bounce free, the stiffened tips already aching and strained long before he greedily palms at them like a starved man clutching at a lifeline. The blinding friction of his calloused palms and fingers on your teats makes your cunt spasm around him and you wail, screaming for someone, anyone to save you from your captain. 

Unfortunately for you, help was still a long ways off and Luffy wasn’t even close to running out of steam.

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Crossposted: here

[beanghostprincess]

Sometimes I scroll through your blog just to Vibe and Turn Off The Brain bc Safe Space Energy, and every single time, I go "Yeah this is great, nice and chill, no thought, head happy-" and then I get SLAMMED with ideas for fics.

Like. Your opinions and takes and tastes are PEAK and so full of inspiration,,,,,,

I am currently in an AroAce Luffy Mood so accept my crew x Lu ideas

ZoLu as a partnership where they call one another Their Boyfriend, and they pass as a romantic relationship. Luffy doesn't really Get Romantic Feelings but he DOES love. He has squishes on his whole crew, but Zoro is His Zoro.

Zoro, for his part, is aromantic or some flavor thereof where his devotion to Luffy is maybe romantic love, maybe platonic love, who cares, he'd do anything for his captain.

Simultaneously, Luffy has a queer platonic relationship with most people on the crew, they are HIS and the only boundaries he'll respect at the ones they establish. Who cares about propriety? They're PIRATES!

After different arcs, Luffy gets Clingier to certain people - it's either New Friend Fawning or Not So Hidden Abandonment Issues Cropping Up. Sometimes it's just a need for comfort, either on his end or for one of his people.

Sanji spent a long time keeping everyone... kind of at arm's length. Ussop and he wind up falling into orbit, and life isgood, is beautiful, Sanji is so happy - but he also is so terrified.

He will follow his captain to the end of the world, and he loves his crew, his friends, with everything he has. There is no where on the planet he'd be safer than there, with them. But Luffy's eyes, so dark and searching and Seeing - they make him antsy. It's alright in passing, in energetic moments. It's unbearable during those rare moments of calm examination. Sanji makes it clear very early on that he's not into that.

It's only after WCI that Luffy grabs Sanji into a tight hug late one evening, them both sitting up, awake and alone in the small kitchen. It's then that calloused rubber hands cup a stubble dotted jaw, a forehead pressed to forehead, and brown-black-red eyes meet blue and Luffy just... waits.

And Sanji? Oh, he's tired. He's tired, he's sad, he's hurt but he's safe and-

He's Luffy's.

He is baptized under that gaze that night with hot cocoa in their tongues and warmth in their hearts and Sanji lets himself have this. It doesn't matter if he deserves it, it doesn't matter if it's alright, all that matters is that It Is, that he can claim it for himself.

Just. Idek where I was going with this honestly. Just AAAAAAAAAAA

You can't just say I'm a comfort blog for you and not expect me to start crying 😭😭💖💖💖 That's the nicest thing ever, please,,, Sobbing. I'm glad you like my posts <33 And I'm always in an aroace/aroaspec Luffy mood so PLEASE tell me your thoughts 💛💛

Aroace Zolu is so funny to me. They're a third secret thing. It's like they are not boyfriends but they are boyfriends but actually that's just how first mates/captains are with each other but they're special and unlike anybody else and-- You get me.

And I agree btw I think Luffy has QPR relationships everywhere in the crew (I mean. Mostly east blue crew but yeah) because his way of loving is more than just friendship but it's not romantic love either? And they don't need a word for that because they are pirates so it doesn't matter at all what labels they use as long as they're happy with it.

The last part btw????? Do you want me to CRY?????? Aghhh. I love Sanji opening up and accepting the love Luffy has to offer him. It's my favorite flavor of Lusan.

This was great,, Awesome incredible even,,, Made my day <33

[quinloki]

For the kinky one piece head canon when I used the generator I managed to get Dacryphilia, Breeding, and Ice cubes :) I was wondering about Zoro, Luffy, and Sanji

*puts on glasses, opens dictionary* Dacryphilia - sexual interest in the sight of tears or crying. Hm... *checks google* Not necessarily tears of distress... Oh I like this: "The crying kink may include sexual excitement from tears, wet eyes, the puffy “crying” face, sad facial expressions, blowing the nose, wiping eyes, the muffled sounds of gentle crying, loud sobbing and weeping, the taste of tears and salty lips, the transformation through crying back to normal, comforting a person crying, making a person cry—a variety of these or all of the above."

OKAY - Now I have a decent idea of what we're dealing with, so let's dive into this one

Hmmm... Since this is the Monster Trio, let's do this one by Kink - I'mma save Dacryphilia to the end so I can properly ruminate on it in the meantime. hits the reverse order button.

Ice Cubes:

Zoro - I head canon Zoro being, not ignorant of sex and intimacy, but not practiced in it. He gets it, but he's just never done it - if there was time to have sex, then there was time to practice with his swords. It's not until someone waltzes into his life that manages to scramble into a position of priority for him that he really starts to pay attention.

And he is an Apt Student. He learns quickly and precisely and then makes those lessons his own - keeps what works for him, tosses the rest. As such he open to trying a lot of things at least once, with very few exceptions.

All that to say this: You didn't know how many uses ice cubes had until Zoro showed you. You didn't realize how impossibly hot another human could feel after tracing the lines of your body with ice. Oh god you didn't even know.

Luffy - Up front - I head canon Luffy as some variety of Ace, not sex repulsed, and not entirely uninterested, but mostly unconcerned. It's neither his dream, his nakama, his hat, or meat, so it's not exactly priority to him. And my poor, lovely, adorable, little idiot Captain only has one brain cell and he shares it with the random beetles he finds xD

But! If you're his namaka, and maybe even closer to him than that, a different flavor of near and dear and there's things you like and enjoy? He's certainly here to try them, as best as he can too. And maybe he'll find things he enjoys in the process \o/

Ice cubes are a Yes for Luffy, because it's a lot like tickling to him. You squirm and make noises and the change in temperature and texture are interesting. Warming you up afterward isn't so bad either, as he wraps himself around you in that way that only a rubber human can, the melt of the ice creating an interesting slip between you.

Sanji - This man's a FUCK Yes for giving and getting in this case. The sensations, the sounds, the squirming - having his own fire cooled by the shaky trailing line you draw down the middle of his chest... Okay, wait that's not really cooling his fire at all, but it still feels nice. The hot blooded chef is also a good candidate for warming you up after the fact, no matter what turn the rest of the evening takes.

Breeding:

Zoro - Yes - He doesn't realize it right away, but eventually it strikes Zoro that he is possessive, hopefully not to a bad point. Maybe it started with his swords, so he didn't think of it in terms of people, because the swords are precious, and yeah they have their own "will", but it's not the same thing. How could he treat you like that?

But possessiveness toward you was something different. It wasn't about bending your will to his, it was about intertwining the two. An exchange he didn't want to see you have with anyone else**. Breeding you, the set up, the execution, the sensation of it, the look of it - all the little details were like marking you in a way that only he could. The look on your face when he filled you up, the look of your body under him, the heat and sensation as he's emptied himself into you. There's few things that are better.

** (I can 100% see Zoro in poly[insert here the suffix as needed], relationships. even if he doesn't realize it at the start).

Luffy - I guess - He's not against filling you up, I honestly don't know if he fully understands the concept of pregnancy. Dadan did the best she could, but he probably got "the talk" from like 8 year old Sabo who half-understood whatever his tutor tried to tell him. It's, again, not a priority, so I don't think he's put much thought or effort toward the entire thing. He enjoys things when you enjoy them, and finishing inside you feels good, but finishing in general also feels good, and I don't think Luffy differentiates much between them.

Sanji - Oh god you don't even know - The intimacy, the connection, the intention, the follow through. Sanji kicks this kink so hard it turns into a Pregnancy Kink if we're being completely honest. At a more nuanced level he loves the details of it - being so completely connected, you being filled with him to over-flowing. The way you look, the intimacy of it, the sweet sounds, the musky scents. There's nuance in food, there's nuance in life (there's nuance in gender Sanji, get with it), there's nuance in kink and sex. He gets it.

But also like, getting to provide you Full Service While You're Pregnant?! The man can't lie, he certainly thinks about it a lot.

Dacryphilia:

Zoro - No to Yes - He has no idea what to do the first time tears overtake you. Stoic as he tries to be, he does not maintain calm the first time. Once you start to explain things to him though, he begins to get it. That Apt Student title kicks in and he picks up on all the finer points, picking things apart until he understands what he likes and what he doesn't. "Negative" tears are something different from "Positive" tears, and he learns where the line is and gets into it with time.

Wiping away your tears, kissing them off your checks, caressing your face when it's puffy and swollen - when you're a mess of pleasure, cum and emotions and it's because he's overwhelmed you so completely? He can get behind that.

Luffy - Sure - Luffy is... more of a nuance guy than he gets credit for honestly. Where and how the line is drawn very easily determines honorable foe from foe, etc. So he gets it. He's even really good at keying into when the tears are good vs when they're bad (I swear he hones in on people's emotions canonically so well it's almost creepy). But to be sure he asks, and listens, and comforts and a few times causes them. He works out the nuances of that line, but there's a feeling that it's more like a puzzle or game. He's not making light of it, but there's no kink connection for him, he's just making sure that he reacts the correct way for the kind of tears that are happening.

And he makes sure that you're crying from positive overwhelming feelings, and not painful ones <3

Sanji - No. Nope. No way. - He absolutely, positively, does not want to see a woman cry. It's a major failing for him, and it takes you two being together for a Long Time to help him understand that sometimes your tears are because you're overwhelmed. It feel too good, you're too happy, etc. The first few times he panics that he's hurt you in some way, but he slowly comes around to understanding the different kinds of tears you shed. He can't help it, he doesn't like any of them, even the good ones make him a little tiny bit nervous. But he will kiss them away, praising you and petting you and letting you know it's okay if you have to cry.

Kinky One Piece Head Canon

[luffyasksandanswers]

@chopperpirate​

They just on the hunt for some cool assed bugs

[firaloveatea]

I'm sure I forgot stuff but I tried to cover as much about her as possible.

Neon's Character Concept and Bio

Chaos Neon

Age: 18 (pre time skip)/20 (post time skip)

Height: 160cm

Blood Type: TBD

Birthday: 12/12

Affiliation: Straw Hats, Heart Pirates

Hair: Navy Blue, untamed curls/waves

Eye color: Red

Personality:

Growing up with Luffy, she actually has a very similar personality to him, though she has more brain cells and is willing to talk things out rather than fight all the time.

Trusting in an almost blinding fashion and devotion so strong she will put her needs last when her crew needs more attention.

Neon is as socially dumb as Luffy, but does have more common sense. She mostly doesn't understand things around romance, dating, and things of sexual nature besides what she experiences from Sanji and Brooks's preverted habits.

She is also very petty. The price will always be paid, just don't know when or how.

Out of the A.S.L. Neon is more like Sabo, where as Luffy and Ace are more similar. In disagreements it would be Neon & Sabo vs. Ace & Luffy or Ace & Sabo vs Luffy & Neon. It was a blue moon is any other combos happened.

Abilities:

Knife throwing+Accuracy

Neon has learned how to throw knives and works on her accuracy all the time. Yes, she can juggle the knives as well

Flexibility+Balance

Luffy likes to say Neon is part rubber from how flexible she is. She possesses double jointed and trained her body extensively all because as a child Ace and Sabo wanted to see how much she could fold her body in weird and odd ways. She liked the freak out it keeps practicing.

Neon also has amazing natural balance. I haven't figured out the full extend of this balance, but girl is a hard worker and keeps pushing her limits.

Haki

During the two year time skip, Neon learns and masters observation and armament haki.

Weapons:

Throwing Daggers:

Weight: 15.9oz Blade Thickness: 5mm Blade Length: 7-1/2" Blade Steel: 1050 High Carbon Handle Length/Material: 6-1/2" Overall Length: 14" Style: Knife Product Family: Thrower Steel Family: High Carbon Steels

Throwing Knives:

Weight: 6.4oz Blade Thickness: 3.5mm Blade Steel: 1055 Carbon Overall Length: 10" Style: Knife Product Family: Flight Sport Steel Family: High Carbon Steels

A leather whip

Concept History:

Neon originally started off as the Female Main Character for an original fiction work of mine called Neon Red Eyes. It was a Stardust-inspired fantasy world where Neon was the Hybrid Daughter of the terrible Demon King and a Powerful Witch. Her mother would eventually understand why the Demon King sought her out as the mother of his child and fled while heavily pregnant. 18 years later, Neon would come home to their little cabin to find her mother murdered and the King’s right hand waiting for her. She was tossed into the dungeon since emotional distress sealed away her powers the King was after. There, she would meet a Pirate Captain, who had been captured before her. His crew would pull off a heist and rescue their captain, bringing Neon along with them. It was mainly romance focused on Neon and the Captain, who would eventually take down the Demon King, but it never worked that part out.

When I finally caved and started One Piece, I took Neon and added her after making some changes that would make sense to the One Piece world. Having Magic and Demonic powers didn’t. Her being Buggy’s daughter was supposed to be funny and stuck. I wanted her to be Luffy’s childhood friend because that guy needs someone more consistently by his side. As I got further into the show, my inner simp was sad that I hadn’t found my favorite character. No one was tickling my fancy.

Then Trafalgar Law started to show up on my tiktok fyp, but he hadn’t appeared in show for me yet. I speed ran to Sabaody. Now my tiktok had been giving me Japanese dub Wano clips, nothing English dub. I watch dub because I multitask while watching my shows. I got to Sabaody, and I heard him speak. Matt Mercer. Sold. I found my favorite character and wanted to punch Kid in the face.

Now I won’t lie, Neon was meant for Luffy. Childhood friends to lovers cliché since I don’t do it often. But Trafalgar Law took over, Grumpy x Sunshine, Enemies to Lovers, it held more of my favorite troupes. The power dynamics and struggles. Her being bratty and him always wanting his plans to work out. I started my self indulgence dabbles that are now posted.

I do have a Luffy AU in my mind but to post both seems like too much work. There are differences but nothing huge. I could post all of pre-time arcs and then branch off after time skip but I’m not sure about posting both. I will write my Luffy AU dabbles and keep them for myself. Unless my sister and friends talk me into posting like they did with my Dabbles with Law.

Her last name being Chaos is super recent. I had brewed up a Crack AU where Della married Shanks during his year long stay in Windmill village, then stole Ace, Sabo and Luffy from Dadan and Garp wasn’t gonna fight Della.

I called it Chaos House AU, because of the chaos caused by the kids, yes, Uta would have stayed with them becoming Neon’s sister. So five chaotic children being raised by a pirate and a woman who thrives in chaos… the family name for Della and Neon being Chaos fit too well.

[medicus-mortem]

@erraticoptimism​ asked: ‘ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ’

Random Dialogue

   Law’s eyes slide over to the Straw Hat captain. Now that is the sort of phrase Law did not think he’d hear from this guy. It’s all a little too malicious for Straw Hat Luffy. The Hearts captain figured this kid was too easy going to develop that kind of grudge and frankly Law isn’t certain he’s done anything to deserve it. So far Law has noted there are only two things that make Luffy angry.

   Messing with his hat or messing with his crew. Law has done neither. Well, okay, maybe he messed with Usopp a little but that was only psychological damage and not physical. He doubts Luffy would even be able to pronounce the word ‘psychological’.

   “Ah, okay,” he says, blinking at his fellow captain before frowning.

  The doctor takes a moment to read Straw Hat’s face. He’s not seeing anger in his features but honestly he’s always found it hard to read this insane rubber man. The only time he’s ever know exactly what he was thinking was when Luffy was in Law’s infirmary and he could see the pain and grief coming off him. Now he figures there isn’t much but static between those ears.

   Somehow not knowing whether this is a threat or something else is making Law a bit more concerned.

   “Traditionally, using the phrase ‘what’s coming to you’ is a kind of threat,” Law says, explaining even as he tries to figure out what the fuck this is. “But comin’ from you? ... Okay, what the fuck are you planning, monkey brain? ‘Cause I clearly need to make a plan to get the fuck away from you.”

[luffyasksandanswers]

tagged by:  @koukogakusha-nico-robin​ ,thank you~! <3

 tagging: Frankly spoken, I’ve been gone so long I don’t know who my mates are still active but let’s tag randomly buddies I’ve seen at the dash~! @veneno-rosa, @chatcambrioleur  , @solar-pxwered ,  @xmenageriie , @ryathenaughtykitsune ,  @chopperpirate​  [no pressure, do if you want do~!]

Apollo

Apollo has been variously recognized as a god of music, truth and prophecy, healing, the sun and light, plague, poetry, and more. The twin brother of Artemis. He is loyal, fierce, and headstrong. Despite traits such as impulsiveness, he is rather intelligent and graceful.

[luffyasksandanswers]

@koukogakusha-nico-robin

A 7 year difference

[ahyesfish]

i started watching one piece

and because my peanut brain will inevitably get bored and drop out halfway through and leave me disappointed in myself i’ve decided to write down commentary to make it fun

so now welcome to the long ass journey of me watching all the episodes (hopefully) of one piece 

ep1 - look she doesn’t seem like a great person but im in love with the big pirate lady

the small pink haired one is kinda annoying he reminds me of a tutorial npc like paimon

luffy is a little shit and i adore him

ep2 - damm they got there quick tf???

calling it now zoro is a sucker for kids man ate that nasty dirt covered rice just bc she brought it to him, common i know im right

the Capitan and his son can go die in a pit i hate them with a burning passion

ep3 - here comes the undying loyalty i can feel it in my bones

yasss they got what they deserved fuck that Capitan  

istg is that pink bitch gonna have a speech every time something happens istg

pop off we love besties and their sailing into dangerous territory ark love to see it

ep4 - now ik luffys kinda stupid( /pos) but why did no one think to bring food they where just with civilization

daym that green haired bartender is hot whoo 👀

??? tf is that bandits problem wtf???

noooooo not his fucking arm and baby luffys crying nooo 😭😭😭

luffy stolen by your local big ass bird while i still have no clue who this ginger girlie is and why she's looking for that map thing

ep5 - who is she?????

still dont know but shes annoying as hell

holy shit its hisoka if he wasn't a pedo

plsss let his hat tassels just be his hair coming through the hat it would be so funny

zoro!!!! the babygirl returns!!! 

oh fuck he’s got a flesh wound not great!!!

ep6 - mans is fr just sleeping it off damm

i get that the dog is probably some like plot device to move along nami’s backstory or something but like was the whack-ass-looking mayor necessary 

holy shit she thought he should have been dead after fighting the lion and proceeds to try to fight him bc pirates are all the same??? girlie pop get it together 

and that changes bc hes nice to the dog????? wtf????

ep7 - now why is the acrobat dude not wanting to get dirty but then fights and kicks a bloody wound??

zoro is babygirl and i love that he gets stabbed and just sleeps it off again

nothing has changed in the nami department still dont like her :/

rubber boy vs clown bitch whats gonna happen?!??!?

yasss shanks lore mayhaps

ep8 - awww itty bitty buggy and shanks 🥺🥺🥺

yeaaa kick him in the balls letsss gooo

nvm i love the dog now

yooo wack ass mayor is alive nice!

whomst is the long nose shadow???

ep9 - wait hes so cute i want to like squish him with a hug or something 

we stan usopp i’ve decided 

luffy and zoro continue to be little shits

and he goes to cheer up the sad rich girl 😭😭😭 i love him

who’s the tenya Iida wannabe

ep10 - ew i hate the butler why he push his glasses up like that

weird guy?? whys he walking backward 

oh shit he killed the parents and wants to kill rich girl!!!

there was so much going on in this one tf???

ep11 - look i love usopp but did he seriously think everyone would believe him now after all the times he lied ab pirates 

but also why are they going after him with pitchforks 

oh fuck he got shot

daym those cat pirates are ugly as hell

he lied to protect to kid henchmen 🥺

ep12 - the oil trick could have been so cool if it was at the right shore slope

luffy not knowing his directions is hilarious 

zoro pushed down the oil lmao

i love how upset nami gets over treasure 

ew the butlers back

ep 13 - wait the hypnosis actually did something tf??

just a general observation not even this ep but i hate that luffy just pops the whole apple in his mouth core and all

he just straight up grabs the fucking cat piece off the boat??!!?!!???

oh damm the other rich lady helper is alive

meowban brothers goofy as hell why do they look like that

i swear the butler, captain kuro just gets uglier every time i look at him

[mugiwara-communications]

Hiiii. I loved your post about how the boys would go about apologizing after an argument. It was so cute !

Can I request headcanons on how Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji would react to receiving a love confession/being asked out by the reader? (:

Monster Trio X S/O: Confession.

Warning: fluff, Zoro’s huge knockers, a lil sin with Sanji’s. Feat: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji. WC: ~220 - 270

Nothing like a good ol’ fashion confession. My first boyfriend confessed to me over kik. So our idiots get to be more ROMANTIC.

Monkey D. "Strawhat" Luffy

In order to get to Luffy, you have to get through the crew and his older brothers. There is no way they will accept just anyone for the sunshine that sticks to them like caramel. Prove yourself to them, whether that be walking on hot coals or proving you know more about the Captain to them, prove yourself. 

Hugs don’t work, telling him you love him doesn’t work, laying in his bed doesn’t work. Luffy just hugs you back, tells you he loves you too, and thinks it's cuddle time. Curse the sunshine, but snuggle him. You’ll get there eventually, right now just enjoy the way he curls around you. 

While he’s training with Rayleigh, the promiscuous man might make him realize it. Now, and only now, does Monkey D. Luffy understand every moment with you. And does the teen boy realize what he wants to do to you! 

Seeing him for the first time in two years is breathing all over again, then he kills you by kissing you out of the blue. Of course, Luffy can’t wait- he realized he loves you and doesn’t want to wait anymore. He will have to hold you because your legs turn to rubber and your brain shuts down. Every elegantly, you think of the only thing to say…

“I LOVE YOU, CAPTAIN. THANK YOU FOR KISSING ME, I WANT MORE.”

“Yeah, I figured that one out.” He laughs at you, but it’s charming and teasing. 

Enjoy the moment because no one can be mad at you for making the first move. Ignore everyone yelling behind you, it’s the voice in your head celebrating. 

"Pirate Hunter" Roronoa Zoro

He knows. Zoro absolutely knows you like him. Even blind in one eye or asleep, Zoro can see the way you pause around him and blush more. Boots his ego that someone as pretty as you likes him. 

However, he’s also an asshole. Zoro will not accept anything if it’s forced. When Nami pushes you into his arms, or when Robin makes a comment or two. Zoro can tell you’re not ready and won’t accept any tries until you are ready. Sorry you have to live with the embarrassment, but it’s for your own good. 

Tell him while you’re comfortable. Do it while the crew is celebrating, the spirits are high and everyone is happy. The girls get the idea and keep everyone away so you can do it. 

Take a drink then tell him. “You have fat tits, and I want you to motorboat me in them bad boys. Every day and for forever.” 

Oh, how he laughs. First, he spills his drink, looking at you with the most bewildered expression. He expected something much less when you confessed, not at all that. Laughing at how serious you look, staring horny daggers at his ‘tits’. You’ll be lucky if he pulls you into a side hug, up close and personal with them. 

“Yeah, yeah. Tell me again when you’re sober.”

“I mean it drunk and I’ll mean it sober! I love your titties and I love you!”

"Black Leg" Vinsmoke Sanji

Sanji already thinks he is the smoothest person in all the Blues. From the way you blush every time your hands brush lightly, to the way you giggle at his jokes, he thinks he’s just that suave. 

While he might be, he is also dense. Sanji thinks a normal complement is flirting and flirting is a normal complement. Outright pickup lines get laughed off and repeated until the next one. 

“Sanji, dear, dinner would taste better if you fed it to me. Pretty please?” “Do you need another spoon?” VS "That shirt looks good on you." "You think it would look better off?"

“Sanji, I want you to stuff me like a turkey and cover me in your gravy.” “Did you say you want turkey and gravy for dinner?” VS "Does it hurt your wrist to mix that? Let me help." "I'd rather you hurt your wrist doing something else with me."

“I want a sausage only you can give me, Chef.” “I do have a new recipe you can try!” VS "You do well with kids." "You want a kid with me? They would be as beautiful as you."

Grab him by his tie and pull him to your face, and scream in his face that you love him. Be as direct as possible. Tell him you fancy him, dream about him, that you have a carnal desire for him!

After he gets a massive nose bleed and faints from the implications he has missed out on for a long while, take it slow with him. Now that he gets you were serious, don’t expect him to jump your bones until after five years of holding hands.

[sagelollies]

| 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘖𝘧𝘧 |

Character: monkey d. luffy

Notes: This is so self-indulgent, I read all the Luffy smut I could find, now I have to make more😭

Contents: Luffy x f!reader, use of the word doll, captain(in a sexual sense), mentions of tears, overstimulation, stretchy Luffy, first fic of the fandom, creampie, not proofread, and this is rushed and messy. I saw there isn't much Luffy smut and I wanted to add to it,🏴‍☠️.

Like bound rubber, one of Luffy's arms is wrapped around both your wrists, the other holding an ankle around his waist. He has you spread open with his hips, working your open with his stretched cock. He smirks a tooth grin at your glazed expression as his name clung to your swollen lips like a mantra. "Luffy~ Capt'n!" Your bound wrists didn't stop you from rubbing soothing circles on his wrist as melodic cries and moans entered the air.

Soothing for who? You perhaps? Your fingers didn't stop the feverish way Luffy worked his hips, rutting into your dripping center. He throws his head back at the slick feeling of your gushing heat against his scarred and worked thighs. "God! Such a mess!" Luffy comments, his gaze hungry as he watched himself disappear inside your center.

Your face heated up at the comment and it doesn't help that the squelch of him fucking into your cunt reaches your ears over the splash of the seawater that rocked the boat.

How long had you been going at it? Neither of you had a clue, your only indicator being the orange and pink spilling into the blue sky, painting the water below a deep blue.

It didn't matter now, now that you were ruined beyond comprehension; Only able to focus on the way your captain fucked into you, shameless groans, moans even, falling from him lips.

He held your focus as your thighs shook at the push of his cock, reaching places your fingers, or those of any man you'd had ever been with, couldn't fathom reaching. Hunched over you, whines leave Luffy's lips as you squeeze him so deliciously, working his orgasm through him.

Loosing being the last thing on his mind, what he wants, is to watch your face scrunch up at the way his hard cock ruts into you, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you. His hands unwind from your wrist, still wrapped around your body as a means to hold you down, skills fingers brush against your clit. A giggle falls from his lips, as your hips jolt, adding to the endless stream of moans you fought to hold back like your impending orgasm.

"Oh! F-uck!" You cried out as your legs shook, your orgasm washing over you; and Luffy's thighs as he laughs in triumph at the mess. The playful glint in his eyes almost feeling mocking now as he fucks you through your orgasm, now focusing on his own. Not much work when you're so wet, he has to hold you to ground himself so he doesn't feel like he's drifting away. He fucks you thoroughly into overstimulation as he uses you to work a orgasm out of himself. His voice a mixture between gruff and airy as he lets out a "almost there, doll," into your ringing ears.

It's a miracle it reaches your ears over the overload of your brain as your cunt spasms in a vice around Luffy, making him feel all hot and tingly inside. Another orgasm washes over you as Luffy spills into your cunt for third time tonight. In sake of a bet that the both of you had forgot a long time ago, the two of you were left in a heap of a cum soaked, chest heaving mess in the captain's room, secluded away from the others. And thankfully so, because Luffy doesn't bothering pulling away from you, he just position you on your back, his lanky body hanging over the top of your in efforts of keeping his cum tucked away inside of you. You can't miss the shiver of overstimulation that has his cock throbbing inside you.

Luffy nestles into you, humming sweetly as he noses through your hair, arms back to normal and now brushing against your sides and bear chest; his way of feeling even closer to you as the both of you struggle to keep your eyes open.

Luffy watches as your eyes struggle to stay open, trying to stay trained on him before telling you to sleep, as he ran a finger over your lashes. He giggles sleepily at the soft feeling against his finger tips, deciding that the bet you two had, was settled to a tie, for now.

2022 © SAGELOLLIES — all rights reserved. do not repost or recommend my works on any platform. plagiarism will not be tolerated.

[luffyasksandanswers]

@koukogakusha-nico-robin​

Just a quiet moment between an archaeologist and her captain. 🥰

[luffyasksandanswers]

Continued from [x] @koukogakusha-nico-robin​

"I’m Monkey D. Luffy and I will find the legendary treasure~!” the little boy said with confidence and a wide smile. 

After introducing himself Luffy took another piece of mud and showed this new girl what different kinds of stuff you could shape out of it. He made a clumsy ship out of it and told that once he turns old enough, he will set sail and go and search for the One Piece and become the King of the Pirates. 

Luffy was in a very talkative mood and told her about his idol Red Hair Shanks and how he became a rubber boy. Robin seemed not to be bothered by the amount of talk this little kid could have but of course he was also curious about her.  

“Hey, what you want to be when you grow up?” 

[goingmorry]

[One Piece Headcanons] OP Boys -> when some guy asks them if you're single

Part One | Part Two

Characters: Luffy, Sabo, Killer, Shanks, Mihawk

Tags: reader-insert, gender-neutral reader, overprotective, possessive, jealousy, violence

Author’s Note: Thanks for all the likes and reblogs. I appreciate all the love! 💖

MONKEY D. LUFFY

Easily gets distracted. The guy asks about you, and all Luffy can think about at that moment is spending time with you.

The question doesn't process in his head until the man asks it several times.

And even then, Luffy misunderstands.

He doesn't mean to make the other guy jealous, but he so does.

"You're their Captain, right?" the man addresses the straw hat pirate.

"Yup! I'm Luffy, the man who will become the Pirate King!"

"Right... I was wondering, y'know, as their captain... Are you aware if they have a special someone?"

"They? Oh - they're amazing, aren't they!" Luffy compliments you, ignoring the man's question, "I'm actually supposed to be helping them with their training! Maybe I should do that right now, huh?"

"No - That's not what I asked. I mean, do you know if they have a special someone?" The man attempts to steer the conversation back to his intended topic.

"Special... someone?" Luffy's eyebrows furrow in confusion before comprehension sets in, "Ah, I get it! Their crew! Their crew is special to them!"

The man looks at Luffy in disbelief, "No! That's not what I meant-"

Before the guy can get his point across, Luffy extends his rubber arms to fling himself across the island, directly crashing into your unsuspecting body.

"Luffy - what!?" you shout in surprise.

Luffy responds by wrapping his arms around you in a full-body hug, his signature 'shishishi' laughter ringing in your ears.

From across the island, the man observes your exchange with the straw hat pirate, disappointment and jealousy etched into his face.

SABO

He’s an absolute troll.

Messes with the guy by pretending to be clueless.

Ends up acting like a seemingly psychotic, overly possessive boyfriend. He's not. Trust him.

"Are they what now?" Sabo fights off the smile threatening to spill from his lips.

"Are they single?" the man repeats for the third time.

"Sorry, I can't hear you," Sabo motions to his ear, giving it a gentle tap, "I have trouble hearing. Can you please repeat that?"

The man's eyes soften in pity as he repeats the same question for the fourth time.

"Is who single?" Sabo asks again, appearing to make every effort to understand the guy's question.

The man clarifies another time. But before he can tell the blond Revolutionary to forget about it, Sabo perks up in feign recognition.

"Oh! Are they single?"

"Yes! You got it," the man exclaims, satisfied that his question finally got through.

Sabo taps his chin in thought, "Not that I know. Though I heard rumors that the guy they're with is a really fearsome man. Not someone you want to mess with."

The guy deflates at Sabo's response, "Are they now? They a pirate or a Marine... or something?"

"Mmm... Something like that," Sabo's fingers tap against the table in front of him, gloved hands obscuring the flames beneath his fingertips, "Ever heard of the Revolutionaries?"

The man nods in acknowledgment. "Rumors and the like. Never seen them myself, though."

"Same here," Sabo says absentmindedly. He motions for the other guy to lend him an ear, leaning over for a whisper.

"I would watch myself if I were you. Don't want to anger a group of strangers you don't know much about."

The man flinches away at Sabo's warning - or threat; the man wasn't sure. Sabo gives him a friendly smile in return, convincing the other guy that it may have just been a well-meaning warning between two close friends.

"G-gotcha. Thanks," the guy abruptly stands up, motioning toward the exit, "I better get going."

"It was nice to meet you, friend," Sabo calls out, his friendly smile morphing into a sinister one at the man's retreating figure.

KILLER

The definition of cool, calm, and collected.

Immediately becomes suspicious of the other man for asking about you.

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What does this strange man want with you? Why did he ask Killer in particular? What would this man do if you were already taken? Would he still try to pursue you?

Spends some time pondering but concludes that action needs to be taken.

Investigates your unwanted suitor and discover their malicious intentions.

In the end, Killer's cautiousness pays off.

Any chance they're single?

"..."

The Supernova's silence disturbs the other man, his eyes settling on the crowded room in makeshift comfort.

The sound of a gruff voice startles the guy into focus, body twitching in anxiety when he looks into the Massacre Soldier's expressionless mask.

"I don't know them," Killer says with finality.

It was impossible to read the Supernova's true disposition. His body appeared relaxed enough; arms splayed out in front of him in a civil manner. If it weren't for Killer's daunting presence and notoriety, the man would think that this blond-haired guy was your average pirate. For now, he had no choice but to conclude that Killer was telling the truth.

"Okay... Never mind then," the man awkwardly responds, leaving the tavern in displeasure.

- - - - - - - - - -

A masked figure looms over the inn you were resting at, sharp blades glinting under the moonlight. The Massacre Soldier himself was on guard tonight, eyes trained on the familiar body of the man who disturbed his peace earlier in the night.

Before your unwanted suitor can enter the lodge, Killer pulls him by the lapels, swiftly dragging the man into the back of the building - out of sight from prying eyes.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Killer says, muscled arms encircling the man's throat in warning.

The man clutches at the knife tucked underneath his coat and wildly swings his weapon at his assailant.

With little effort, Killer disarms and knocks out his opponent, searching the man's unconscious body for clues to his motive. Killer pulls out a slip of paper from the man's pocket and unfolds it. There's no mistaking it - a copy of your bounty poster - the price of your head neatly printed underneath your name.

"Tsk, should've known you were up to no good."

Another body to add to the Massacre Soldier's list.

SHANKS

Proud boyfriend™ alert.

He loves to gush about you. The fact that someone recognizes how beautiful and amazing you are - he's thrilled.

Shank's constant praise of you begins to wear down on the guy; he gets the message that the red-haired pirate is implying - to leave you alone.

Shanks flashes a lazy grin at the man beside him; attention renewed at the mention of your name. "Gorgeous brain and body, what's not to love, aye?"

Your potential suitor nods in agreement.

Shanks looks past the man and makes eye contact with you. You were happily conversing with his crew, enjoying their company at the local tavern while in town to replenish some supplies for the upcoming journey.

The red-haired pirate winks in your direction, and you fluster under his flirty gaze. Shank's eyes twinkle in amusement at your shy demeanor.

The man across from Shanks looks back and forth between you and the red-haired pirate; his mouth opens and closes at the implication of your relationship.

"That one's mine," Shanks answers the man's unspoken question, waving over the barkeeper for another round of drinks, "But I'd love to tell you more about them."

DRACULE MIHAWK

The only classy one.

Doesn't take offense to the question, doesn't beat around the bush, and doesn't threaten the other guy for asking about your relationship status.

If the other man has bad intentions, Mihawk will know. And he will take action.

His entire being is enough to intimidate most people, after all.

A-are they single?

Mihawk casts an uninterested glance at the man standing a few feet away from him.

Nowadays, there were only a handful of people who dared approach the World's Greatest Swordsman - the Marines and Shanks.

Rumors were circulating that the former Warlord had been traveling the seas with you - that the normally lone-wolf pirate had acquired a companion to accompany him in his seafaring journey.

Oh, how clueless they were.

"Yes, we're in a relationship. Them and I," Mihawk states, taking a refined sip from his wineglass.

"I-I see. Thank you," the man bows before briskly running in the opposite direction, away from the black-haired pirate's piercing golden eyes.

The next day, Big News Morgan publishes your relationship with the infamous pirate for all the world to read.

Mihawk's eyes widen imperceptibly at the newspaper clutched in his hands.

Maybe this is for the best, he thinks. If there's anyone who can keep you safe, it's him.