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honkformilfs · 3 months
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wlw/mlm solidarity
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amaraee · 6 months
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Keep promises,til the end
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namsterart · 5 months
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Can you hear the Drums of Liberation?
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captainsvscaptains · 3 months
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Battle of the Captains
Quarterfinals Poll 1
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No antipropaganda on my polls please
Propaganda
I love him so much. He is my most favoritist sunshine child ever. He is 17 at the start and 19 post skip and is one of the most infamous pirate captains out there. He is not a hero. But he will fight to protect what is His. This includes objects as well as people. And honestly ideas too. None of his crew set out to be his crew but each would lay down their life for him, tho he 100% expects them to Fight for him (as he would and they would too). He is an idiot but he is going places! He doesn’t care about knowing anything extra, just the very basics of the goal and who is with/against him and who is a bystander. Boy is beautiful inside and out. Plus his greatest treasure (hat aside) is his freedom and that he is 100% willing to share with anyone he sees oppressed. Also, his ships are equally important and even thought Merry is no longer sailing, she deserves all the love. Just like how Sunny has yet to make her biggest contribution, but is still worthy of all the seas.
Janeway's the first female captain to be portrayed on a Star Trek series. Groundbreaking, badass. Extremely capable, gets her crew through challenges of isolation and various external threats and as yet uncharted regions of space. Loves coffee.
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mamoru-chiba-ua · 4 months
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Yes, I'm a man of culture
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fairybonesandstardust · 2 months
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luffy: i made you something (offers law a heartfelt gift he made)
law emotionally stunted: it’s fucking ugly kill yourself
law: SHAMBLES
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shachi patting law on the back: ok and what did you say?
law sobbing: i told him it was ugly and to kill himself and then i ran away
penguin and bepo:
shachi: ……..sorry captain but i don’t think you can come back from this
law wailing loudly
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zoro: he said that to you?
sanji shaking his head: and to think i fed him
luffy cackling: torao’s just a little shy
once the straw hats figure the “whole” story. they all just sorta take pity on law, he’s the most pathetic human in existence at this point. nami hugs him and tells him its going to be okay and sanji offers him food ever five minutes and brings him the pretty little drinks just like he does for the girls. zoro offers to let law nap with him (the highest honor on the ship. he’s very warm and comfy) law has no idea what happened
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not-an-anagram · 20 days
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anntova · 1 month
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Mihawk request
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xxnotinmylobbyxx · 4 months
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ONE PIECE WOMEN || I haven’t drawn either of them enough and I wanted to put Nami and Robin in cool outfits bc they deserve it,
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lawslessons · 3 months
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Heat Stroke - Ace x f!Reader
Rewatching One Piece again. I was inspired by a certain man. I had this crazy idea involving an ice cube. Hope you enjoy!
Synopsis: After a failed assassination attempt, I find myself stuck with the man I was supposed to kill. Now I'm dehydrated, exhausted, and very, very attracted to my captor.
Warnings: N$FW
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It was a mirage, it had to be. There was no other explanation for what I was seeing and for why I was alive. Everything I knew about mirages involved water and palm trees, not tall men in orange hats, especially men who were my targets. All I could remember was wandering the desert for a day without water and hunting down my target. I looked at his bounty poster and saw that he matched the image perfectly. I walked towards him and with my knife, I remember lunging after him in the middle of the desert, he turned around and flashed me a smirk, and then my world went dark.
 My sweat dripped into my eyes as I tried to make out the shadowed figure in front of me. The light in the tent was dim, the candle in the corner seemed to struggle as it pitifully wiggled and gasped for air. The man in front of me was tall and shadowed well. The light illuminated the rough contours of his bare middle and muscular arms as he stared at me. As my eyes met his, I felt the temperature in the sweltering tent reach a near unbearable level.
Why am I here?
“I could ask you that same question,” a smooth voice teased. With my exhaustion, I hadn’t realized I had spoken aloud until I witnessed him smirk. He had dimples, I was in for a rough night. Why didn’t his poster show his dimples? The poster was incredibly misleading. While I knew that he was dangerous, I didn’t know just how dangerous he was. He was gorgeous - there was a hidden danger in those who were beautiful like him. I tried to push my thoughts to the side as I watched him approach me and crouch to be at my eye level. The candle flared behind him, it seemed to gasp as I gasped and fully saw his face. 
“You’re –”
“You already know who I am,” he teased as he sat down on the plush blanket which was laid out on the ground. I had a feeling it was him, but the sweat dripping into my eyes was making it difficult to see. I regained my wits and shook my head to get the sweat out of my eyes. Some of the sweat landed on him, but he didn’t even flinch. I scowled at him. This couldn’t be possible. My last memory was me stabbing my knife into his back. I could almost remember the feeling of my knife landing into air… or was it fire? As I tried to lunge towards him now, I heard the grating clinking of metal behind me. I glanced behind myself and cursed as I saw that my hands were chained to the wooden pole which seemed to support the tent’s fabric. I gave the chains a few experimental tugs and cursed again. The way I was now, there was no chance I would be able to escape.
“You’re a bounty hunter. You’ve been hunting me while I’ve been in Alabasta,” He pouted as he held up the bounty poster of himself which he had grabbed from my bag. The poster was well loved. I had folded it up in numerous ways as I carried it around with me and asked locals if his face was familiar. Seeing him in the flesh was jarring, his poster didn’t do him justice. I should be focusing on the fact that I had just gotten kidnapped, but instead I was fixated on his face; mainly his lips. No man should have the ability to look as good as he did while pouting, but I knew he was not just any man. “You’re not as slick as you think you are, you’re pretty sloppy,” he stated as he relaxed there and watched as I continued to struggle to break out of my chains. It was a fruitless effort on my part. I didn’t have any Devil Fruit powers. My main strength was the element of surprise and I blew it. 
“I’m not! You caught me at a bad time, that’s all,” I spat as I exerted myself more. My head spun and reminded me why I had been caught. “Water,” I pleaded. My tongue suddenly felt dry as I desperately tried to swallow some of my own spit to have some relief. 
“That reminds me! You just passed out in the sand. Seems like you were going in for an attack when you just… fell. How long had you been out there following me?” He asked with an infuriating smirk gracing his lips. I could only scowl. 
“Just give me water, Ace.” I couldn’t recognize my own voice. It was gravely and dry, any noise I made was followed by a painful dry cough. As I acknowledged who he was, he seemed to preen and smile even more at me. He seemed to enjoy the fact that I knew who he was, and it was infuriating. His excitement was almost childlike, it reminded me of another pirate whose bounty I was looking to obtain, but that would be for another time.
“Who sent you to find me?” Ace asked while wiggling the wanted poster in front of my face. The move itself wasn’t much in theory, but with the still air in the room, the small movement was priceless to me. The quick blast of air against my heated skin felt heavenly. I was tempted to tilt my head up and expose my neck for more relief, but I quickly gained control of myself again. I had to concentrate, I had to get out of here, I had to ignore my attraction to him. I had obsessively hunted him for weeks before our encounter in the desert, I couldn’t let my time be for nothing.
“Piss off,” I retorted. Ace only seemed to be more amused as he watched me helplessly lash out at him from the chains behind me. He stopped messing with the poster and placed it to the side. I groaned and felt my face grow hot again. After having a brief taste of relief with the air on my face, the lack of a breeze was suffocating. I was uncharacteristically weak and delirious from my dehydration. I was growing desperate. I felt like a caged animal which was being poked again and again. I was unable to snap at him. My arms were uselessly pinned behind me while my legs were numb under me from my uncomfortable kneeling position. 
“How long are you going to keep me here? Are you going to let me go? What do you even want from me?” I asked while examining his infuriatingly perfect face.
“I’m the one asking the questions here, sweetheart,” Ace cooed as he slowly traced my jaw with one of his fingers. The heat which emitted from him only made my throat drier. I broke out into another coughing fit and scowled at him as he stood up. When I refused to answer, his smirk broke into a full smile. The pathetic flame behind us seemed to flicker in excitement as he stepped back from me. 
“You’re thirsty, exhausted, and going crazy from what I can see, but you still have your brains with you,” Ace said as he paced the length of the tent while watching me. While his movements mimicked a predator stalking its prey, his expression was curious. I wasn’t scared that he would hurt me just yet, but I was more worried that I would let my guard down around him. His eyes burned into mine, and as his eye contact continued, I felt myself becoming delirious for completely different reasons. His eye contact was powerful. The onyx coloring of his eyes was beautifully shown through the candle light. I had never seen eyes like his. If I wasn’t careful, I knew I would fall for him.The sight of him was magnificent. Strong muscles, but he wasn’t too bulky, he was just right. Freckles on his cheeks, biteable dimples, and hands that had the power to burn everything in their path. My tongue suddenly didn’t feel as dry and I found myself salivating over the man in front of me. Perhaps I was too late. Maybe I had already fallen for him, maybe it was before I even woke up in this tent. There was a reason I gravitated towards this mission to hunt him down, perhaps my intentions were less honorable than I initially believed.
“That has me wondering just how desperate you are to leave. What would you do?” Ace asked as he stopped his pacing and fully turned to face me. He was assessing me. People didn’t give him as much credit as he deserved. He was smart, cunning, analytical when he needed to be too. The candle burned brighter and I felt myself become breathless the longer he stared at me. Those damned eyes would be the death of me. I felt my resolve weaken, and the longer he held eye contact with me, the more I broke. He wasn’t unkind, he was just curious about what my next move would be. I was curious too, I had never been in a situation like this one before. He was right here and so, so attractive… My throat was dry. I coughed again and wheezed. The burning in my throat was reaching an unbearable point, I didn’t think I could hold out much longer. 
“Anything,” I found myself admitting. The heat of the desert was fogging up my brain and drying my throat even more. 
“Anything?” Ace questioned. “Even answer my questions about who sent you here?”
I tensed and turned my face away from him. Even when I wasn’t facing him, his stare was so intense that I could feel it burning through my cheek. “Anything except that.” Even if I had failed my mission, I couldn’t reveal my organization.
“Then what are you useful for?” His question was so blunt that it had caught me off guard. I thought about my mission and how I had failed it by being captured. This was my chance to redeem myself, catching him was all I needed to do, but I failed. The grief of being captured was strange. It wasn’t debilitating, but it didn’t feel freeing either. No one would rescue me. I had failed, so now I was useless in the organization’s eyes. 
“Nothing, I guess,” I whispered. The realization was sudden on my part, and I didn’t miss the look of shock which quickly appeared and disappeared on Ace’s face. I found myself smiling through my internal turmoil, it felt good to catch someone like Ace off guard. It felt good to see the bewilderment on his face. I laughed, I had failed and I would be killed when I got back to my organization without Ace if I even made it out of this situation alive. I was thoroughly screwed.
“Ah, I thought you’d be more fun, but you’re giving up so quickly,” Ace frowned. The disappointment in his tone had me scowling again. I watched as he lifted his hand up and how the flame flickered more wildly behind him. His finger erupted into flame as he watched me. My heart sped up. I knew I was going to be killed. I had to decide what was more important; attempting to finish the mission, or my life? When I weighed both options, I watched as the flame on his finger became even more intense. I didn’t know what to choose, but I knew I needed to fight for myself. I couldn’t give up. Either I was killed by my organization, or I died by Ace’s hand. Or maybe I didn’t have to die. There had to be some other option out there.
“I’m not giving up. I have no choice here,” I pointed out to him. The flame on Ace’s finger fizzled out as he watched me. He was silent as if he was giving me permission to continue speaking. “If I give you the information, you’ll just take it and kill me. If I don’t give you the information, you’ll still kill me. Either way, I die. What would be in it for me if I said anything to you?” I was breathless again. Ace didn’t deny that killing me was out of the cards, that made my mouth dry. My throat constricted as I coughed and gasped for air. The air I inhaled was dry and burned my throat even more, but without water I was hopeless. Ace seemed to notice. His smile widened as he seemed to have an idea on what he could do. 
“Water,” He offered. Most captors offered their prisoners jewels or money when they needed information. This spoke to the depravity of my situation. He could have offered me anything else in the world and I would’ve scoffed, but water? I tried to crawl closer to him at his offer. Water was more tempting than my freedom.
“You’re mocking me,” I stated, but I still didn’t deny that I wanted what he was offering me. The longer he stayed silent, the more desperate I felt. 
“You don’t want it?” Ace asked. He walked over to a small chest in the corner of the tent and opened the small latch at the front. “It’s so hot outside, but I’m able to handle the heat. You? You could barely last a day out there before you fainted on top of me. I’m only offering what you want… unless you don’t want it?” Ace had grabbed an ice cube from the chest and turned to face me. My eyes were wide and focused on him as he dropped the ice cube into the crook of his neck. I watched as the ice cube quickly began to melt. The water began to pool near his collarbone before it dripped down his chest. I watched as the water trailed down his abdominal muscles like a river before the water disappeared behind the waistband of his cargo shorts. I didn’t see Ace step towards me. My eyes were still focused on the water disappearing behind his shorts when I felt his hand on my jaw and suddenly my eyes were meeting his eyes again. 
“Interesting.” His pupils were wide in fascination and arou— no, it couldn’t be. It shouldn’t be. My lips parted when I gasped as he crouched down and brought his face closer to mine. The fingers he had on my jaw quickly went into my mouth and he began to feel around there. “You’re wet,” he marveled as he pulled his spit covered fingers out of his mouth. His lewd allusion had me flustered. My face burned even more as he rubbed his wet fingers together and watched me squeeze my thighs together to relieve the throbbing discomfort between my thighs. He licked his lips and my eyes focused on that motion as I moved to copy him. I was surprised to feel how I was salivating while I watched him. The moment between us burned longer and longer as we watched each other breathe, pant, and figure out the next step.
Ace stood up and I almost groaned as he turned away from me and went back to the ice chest in the corner. He picked the chest up and brought it closer to me before he set it on the ground. A pitiful sound arose from my throat as I tried to lean forward to get a piece of the ice on my tounge. Ace smirked and pushed my head back so I couldn’t get close to the ice.
“I think I’ll be nice today. I’ll give you some water and if you’re up for it later, we can talk. But before you get your water… I need to know that this is something you want.” Ace had grabbed another piece of ice from the chest and reached forward to sloppily smear the piece on my lips. I groaned from relief at having my heated lips balmed by the ice. I understood what he was alluding to and I found myself nodding. 
“That’s not good enough,” Ace chided as he pulled the ice cube away. “If you don’t consent to this, I’ll give you the water, knock you out, and take you back into town. But if you do, I promise I’ll make your torture perfect,” Ace promised as he used the ice cube to cool off my cheeks. In a perverse way, I found Ace to be quite a gentleman at that moment. I ignored the fact that he did kidnap me and instead focused on how he was right now. What he wanted - no, what we both wanted - was something he could’ve taken by force and I wouldn’t have been able to do much about it. Instead, he was offering something mutually beneficial… Besides, he wasn’t holding the water back if I didn’t want to have sex with him. I had power at this moment. I could easily take the water and go back to the town. I could lie and say I hadn’t found Ace yet and live to see another day, another mission. I knew I was kidding myself. The minute I left here without him, I was as good as dead. But what about myself? I was tired of making decisions for other people’s benefit. I never received anything good from what I had to do. Seeing Ace in that moment, seeing how he was looking at me like I was something to be prized, savored, and tortured. I wanted it all. I wanted him in any way he would give himself to me. I wanted to be destroyed by him. 
“I don’t do nice guys,” I smirked as I looked up at him. “Do your worst.” I was screwed anyway, I might as well have fun before I died.
Ace grinned again and I watched how my captor quickly - eagerly - grabbed onto another ice cube and held it in his hands. “You must be thirsty,” He murmured as he sat up some more so his chest and abdominal muscles were in front of me. “Drink,” he ordered as he dropped the ice cube onto his chest again. Like earlier, I watched as the ice quickly melted on his naturally hot skin and flowed down his chest to his middle. I was closer to him this time. Ace was watching me. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I wanted this. The temptation was too strong. I leaned into him and pressed my tongue against his middle. Ace’s eyes momentarily fluttered shut as my tongue began to work its way up his body. I followed the waterfall up his abs and up his chest until I reached the nearly melted ice cube and lapped at the small pool with my tongue. Now that I had a taste of the water, I knew that it would take more to quench my thirst. I was fooling myself by saying I was desperate for the water. Tasting his skin made me realize he was the drug I never knew I needed. Now that I had a taste, I was an addict that could never get her fix.
“More,” I pleaded as I watched Ace. Ace’s gaze was unfocused as he watched me. He seemed to be surprised by my boldness, but he didn’t deny my request. He grabbed another ice cube and held it in his hand which was out of my reach. As I tried to reach for it with my mouth, he pulled the ice cube further from me. My thirst was worse than ever. I let out another frustrated sound which only made Ace laugh. 
“You’re cute,” He teased as he used his free hand to feel at my jaw and my neck again. His fingers weren’t hot, but I still felt as if they were burning me. I groaned and tried for the ice cube again, but he pulled it out of my reach again. 
“Ace!” I snapped up at him. Ace laughed even harder and smirked as he let the ice cube drop from his hand and onto the top of his boot.
“Looks like I dropped it,” He hummed. I watched as the ice began to melt on the leather and I cursed myself. When he didn’t make any move to get the ice off his boot, I looked up at him. He smirked down at me and raised a brow expectantly. I knew what he wanted me to do. It wasn’t like that part of his boot touched the ground, it was clean, but humiliating. I was too far gone by that point. I scowled at Ace before I bent down even more and popped the ice cube into my mouth. The ice melted instantly on my tongue and I nearly burst into tears from how comforting the water felt running down my throat as I greedily lapped up the rest of the water that had landed on the leather boot. I groaned in relief when I finished with that ice cube and felt most of my thirst become quenched. When I glanced up, I noticed how Ace’s teasing smile turned into something more sinister and animalistic as I sat crouched at his boots. It was a demeaning position which only reminded me of my current predicament. I didn’t realize my thoughts brought me to tears until Ace reached for my cheek and wiped away one of my tears with his thumb. He brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it clean. His pupils were blown, he seemed to be as lost as I was. 
“Wait,” He said as he went to his bag and grabbed a key. He came back to me and crouched down again as he reached behind me to undo the cuffs on my arms. I felt the cuffs come off and my first instinct was to run, but I didn’t. Ace stayed in the same position he was in, he didn’t grab another ice cube, he just watched me. I knew the next move had to be from me. This was on my terms and I had to remember that. I wanted this, I wanted him. Without breaking eye contact with him, I reached for another ice cube and popped it between my lips. Ace’s gaze flickered down to my lips. When I didn’t make a move to kiss him, he raised a brow and I just smirked. He once again was a bit caught off guard, but he smiled as he reached his hand towards me and pulled me in close for a bruising kiss. 
I pushed the ice cube into his mouth when he deepened the kiss between the two of us. He pulled me on top of him as we both fought for the ice and for control. Ace’s hands wandered from my arms, to my sides, down to my hips where he squeezed to keep me close to him. He was maddening me with how good he was at kissing. I felt my brain grow foggy as he deepened the kiss even more and pulled at my bottoms. Just as I was gaining confidence in the kiss, Ace pulled away and watched me with his chest heaving from him catching his breath. My legs were shaking from the awkward position I was previously in as I stood up and looked down at Ace. Ace seemed to know what to do. He smirked up at me and grabbed at the waistband of my bottoms and pulled them down in one easy motion. 
“I wanted to burn these damn things off of you,” Ace said as he messed with my bottoms and made me lay down on the blanket that was there on the ground. I shivered as he grabbed the hem of my top and tossed that to the side of his tent as well. The candle behind Ace was flickering wildly, I was almost afraid that the flame was going to set the whole tent on fire. 
“Why didn’t you?” I asked while Ace unclasped my bra with one hand and ripped my panties off with the other. Ace didn’t seem to expect that question from me. He grinned and held my underwear up before he just set it on fire in his excitement. “Wait! I’m going to need those later!” I scowled. He laughed and pushed my legs apart before he grabbed another ice cube.
“You won’t need them if you’re with me,” He stated before he put the ice cube between his lips. I instinctively tried to shut my legs since I assumed he was going to use the ice on my clit, but he didn’t. He chuckled at my pathetic attempt of pushing him away before he pushed me down on the blanket again. He pressed the ice cube against my neck and I gasped. My back arched up as he circled the ice near my pulse point at my neck. When he was satisfied, he dragged the melting ice cube down to my breasts where he pressed it against my sternum. My nipples perked up when I shivered, but he seemed to ignore them with his mouth while he ventured further downward. His hands reached up and cupped my breasts while he brought the ice cube further down. I was panting and cursing his name. My skin wasn’t overheated from the outside heat anymore, but instead from the damned man who was about to go down on me.
By the time he reached my clit, the ice cube had practically melted. He slurped the rest of the water up before he looked up at me. His onyx eyes locked onto mine as he squeezed my thighs and pushed them further apart. He gently rubbed my entrance with his fingers and grinned as he pulled back and rubbed his slick fingers together. “You’re wet,” he murmured again as he watched me. I was breathless and shaking, I had never wanted something more than I wanted him at this moment. He settled between my legs and stared up at me. I was so lost in his intense gaze that when I finally felt his tongue, I cursed. He pressed his tongue against my throbbing clit, and I nearly came apart on the spot. 
“Fuck, Ace!” I cursed as I reached down and grabbed onto his hair. He ate me like a man starved. His tongue circled my clit while two of his fingers pressed against my entrance before he pushed into me. The stimulation from his tongue and his fingers had me melting like the ice in the chest next to us. He methodically pushed his fingers in and out of me. He curled his fingers a certain way which had me seeing stars. He was relentless with his fingers and his tongue. The sounds that came from my lips didn’t seem like they were from me. I babbled and cursed as I tried to meet his thrusts with my hips. Ace pulled his face away from my clit to look over at me again. Though I couldn’t see myself, Ace’s expression told me enough. I was debauched and he loved it.
“You need to cum?” he asked with a confident smirk on his face. He knew I was close, but he was just messing with me again. “Not gonna let ya unless you beg for it,” Ace said as he slowed down his thrusts. I throbbed around his fingers and tried to ignore the wet sound his fingers made when they would thrust inside of me.
I cursed again and shut my thighs around his hand to force him to stay there. “Damn you,” I hissed through my gritted teeth. It was taking everything in me not to finish. I thought that it was my pride that wasn’t letting me beg, but I was mortified to realize that I was enjoying him denying me my orgasm. Ace seemed to notice this as he pushed my thighs apart again. 
“You don’t want me to stop? Is that what I heard?” Ace asked as he slowly fucked me with his fingers. I could feel myself throbbing and clenching around his fingers. My body was begging for a release, but the torture of being denied by him was even sweeter. “I can’t hear you,” Ace smirked as he slowly pulled his fingers out of me. He inspected his fingers before he looked at my breathless state. He slowly licked his fingers clean and groaned as he slid his tongue between his fingers to thoroughly clean them.
I cursed loudly and felt myself clenching around nothing as I watched him. I could still feel the ghost of his fingers inside of me. I was near tears again. I reached down to alleviate some of my need, but Ace quickly pinned both of my hands above my head.
“You think I’d let you cum by your own hand? No chance for that,” he smirked. He let go of my hands but kept a close eye on me as he unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down. “Seems like you didn’t want to finish from my hand either. Is there something else you want?” he asked as he hovered over me.
“You, all of you,” I breathed out as I glanced down and took in the sheer size of him. I shivered in anticipation and spread my legs some more as he got settled between them. 
“And what exactly would that be?” Ace grinned as he held my legs back and lined himself up. He rubbed his head against my clit and we both hissed at the same time from the mutual pleasure at the simple contact. I didn’t want him to hold back, I wanted to feel all of him inside of me. 
“Ace, I need you to fuck me, I need to feel you inside of me,” I begged as I reached down and lined him up against my entrance. I tried to pull him in closer to force the head inside of me. Ace cursed and pinned me against the blanket with his arms resting at my side like a cage. 
“I think I can manage that,” Ace smirked down at me before he pushed all the way into me. I loudly cursed and dug my fingers into his arms as I adjusted to his size. 
“You’re huge,” I gasped, I was in shock at how full he was making me feel. He was full and throbbing inside of me. The stretch of having him inside of me was exquisite. Ace grinned as I stroked his ego even more.
“Why thank you,” he smiled. For that moment, he was gentle and I found myself falling into his softness, but soon that moment was over. His soft expression was quickly replaced by that seductive smirk I was growing to crave as he started to thrust into me. Again and again, he was relentless in his pace and the force of his thrusts. My eyes were rolling back into my head from the white hot pleasure I was feeling. 
Though it was sweltering, I couldn’t seem to care. The only thing that was able to balm this fire I was feeling was more fire. Whenever I would turn away from Ace as he fucked me, he would use one of his hands to force me to look back at him. 
“I want to see you fall apart because of me. I want to hear every sound you make, I want to see your tears from how good you’re feeling, I want you to see me,” he emphasized his last few words with two particularly toe-curling thrusts. I cursed and nodded as I watched him. 
“Ace!” I breathlessly moaned as I was once again brought to the edge of my climax. Ace watched me and grinned as he relentlessly pounded into me and forced me to watch him. I could feel him throbbing inside of me, I could feel the desperation in his thrusts, I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He sped up as my sounds became more frantic and desperate. He had me coiled tight and only he was able to release me. He bent down close to my ear and held me close as he continued to fuck me into oblivion.
“Cum,” he ordered. I didn’t need to ask for permission. There were no strings attached here, he just wanted me. His words were enough to set me off. With an ear-spitting shout, I finished. I felt my fingers dig into his back and scratch against his tattoo. I felt him help me ride out my orgasm before he quickly pulled out and finished on my stomach with a satisfied groan. 
The minutes after were still. We both panted as we caught our breath together. Ace’s face was hiding in the crook of my neck. My hands were absently playing with his inky hair, it seemed that both of us were riding out this high. I didn’t feel hot anymore, I felt comfortable and very, very satisfied as I watched Ace pull back and stretch. His little laugh had my heart beating even faster.
“That was something,” He said as he grabbed a clean cloth to clean my middle up. I could only nod as I watched how tender he was being with me. He grabbed a canteen and handed it to me as he started to get dressed again. “Drink. I don’t want you passing out on me again,” he explained as he put his hat back on.
I looked at the canteen in confusion and looked at him. “This wasn’t part of the deal,” I teased as I greedily drank my fill. He watched me and rolled his eyes at my attempt at a joke.
“Not exactly, but I do have to knock you out to take you back to town. You do have a mission to do,” Ace reminded me. I instantly sobered and stopped drinking the water.
“What if I didn’t go back?” I asked. “I’m tired of doing what they want. What if I want to live for myself? What if I want freedom?” I asked. It seemed that what I had said pleased Ace. He smiled at me and grabbed my shoulders as I got dressed.
“You sound like you’d be a perfect pirate. What if you came back with me? I’m sure they’d all love to meet you. My captain would love to meet you too,” Ace babbled as he continued to talk to me about the dream of being a pirate.
I found myself smiling as he spoke. “A pirate, huh?” I asked as I got myself dressed… minus my underwear.
“Yes! Join me, we can go on adventures together!” Ace smiled as he reached his hand out to me to help me stand up. I took his hand and stood up and watched him smiling down at me.
“Why’re you being so good to me? I went after you to kill you,” I frowned as I grabbed my bag and put my arms through the straps. Ace went towards the candle and used his fingers to stub the light. The tent was now dark, but I could still make out his features with the moonlight filtering in through the front of the tent.
Ace just smiled even more at me. He never seemed to stop smiling, he was someone special for sure.
“Everyone deserves to live their dream,” he explained as he looked at me with his mesmerizing onyx eyes. It was so simple with him. He was trusting and believed in my dream. It made it hard for me to not believe in my own dream. All I wanted was freedom, I could have a real chance at that with him and his crew. I smiled at him, he was right. I took his hand again and stepped out of the tent into my future full of freedom with him.
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Steel in Her Veins | Table of Contents
Read On: AO3
Characters: Fem!Reader x Roronoa Zoro
Synopsis: Your name is Kozuki Raya, but no one calls you by that name anymore. Using the alias of Tenguyama Raya as advised by your grandfather, you are the descendant of the legendary swordsmith Kotetsu and a distant friend of the Shimotsuki clan. Following in your ancestor’s footsteps, you dedicate your life to the mastery of sword crafting, wielding, and learning. With much of your life being taught by gramps Sukiyaki, you realise that the dormant power, ancient knowledge and ancestral secrets that thrum within your veins start to play a very important role in the way the future world is shaped. Meeting the Straw Hats was not written anywhere within your blueprints, but – most importantly - meeting Roronoa Zoro wasn’t supposed to change the trajectory of your life either.
Table of Contents:
Prologue
Chapter One: What Happens When a Swordsman Meets a Swordsmith?
Chapter Two: All Goop and No Blades
Chapter Three: The Golden Medallion
Chapter Four: A Cyborg, A Skeleton and A Lot of Limbs Walk Into A Shop…
Chapter Five: Oh, Ohara...
Chapter Six: It's Awful, Do It Again.
Chapter Seven: BWING!
Chapter Eight: The One-Eyed Marimooo
Chapter Nine: The Niece of Oden
Chapter Ten: Fight, Flight, Freeze
Chapter Eleven: The Bushido Code
Chapter Twelve: Read Me, But Don't Weep
Chapter Thirteen: A Line in the Sand
Chapter Fourteen: Enigma
Chapter Fifteen: Did You Watch Your Spine Run Away from You, Too?
Chapter Sixteen: Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue
Chapter Seventeen: Onigiri
Chapter Eighteen: Burn, Demon, Burn
Chapter Nineteen: Daemgar
Chapter Twenty: Minks and Vivre Cards
Chapter Twenty-One: Polar Twwwang
Chapter Twenty-Two: The Doctor Just Pinched Me
Chapter Twenty-Three: The Children of the Beyond
Chapter Twenty-Four: You Want to Come Over and Touch Me, Too?
Chapter Twenty-Five: One More Sword
Chapter Twenty-Six: Simple. Practical. Easy
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Alcohol. Love It or Hate It
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sugar and Spice and Everything... Sooty
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Stupid Fucking Plan
Chapter Thirty: Fuck You, Too.
Chapter Thirty-One: Rubber
Chapter Thirty-Two: The Thorned
Chapter Thirty-Three: Sharp Metal, Be Damned
Chapter Thirty-Four: Aragnus
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Long time no post,life's been busy lately (art school sucks lol),finally have time to draw fanarts again 🥰 i've practiced so much and improved my skill a little ✍️hope u love this fanart
Anyway,i'm watching One piece now and i'm madly in love with this fandom so mostly from now on i will be focusing on OP contents 🫶 thank you for your kind supports
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East Blue crew ✊🏼☠️
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happy birthday Koala 25.10 🐨 🎩 💙 🩷
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