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xxchaosjojoxx · 3 days
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A few ideas for Penguin x reader fanfictions
Tell me what you think of it and if you look forward to one <3
Truth or dare
It should’ve been a fun game night with your crew. But if Shachi dares you to kiss one of your fellow crewmate you might realize that there might be more than just friendship
Just one dance
You met your best friend and it is her wedding. Your captain allows you to join. Now you just need a partner who will accompany you. You have Penguin in your mind, but he has to wear a suit and get rid of his hat for one night. 
  Wano Story
You arrived in Wano with Sanji, Luffy and the rest after leaving Whole Cake Island. Your mission? Cook with Sanji/Sangoro some soba noodles and gain information. You will share your information with Shachi, Penguin and Bepo once in a while. They never saw you in a kimono before, so how will they react? 
Water (gun) fight
It is hot and you visit the next beach to cool yourself off. You, Ikkaku and Bepo fight against Shachi and penguin in a water (gun) fight.  You are new and never saw any of them without their boiler suit. But this isn’t a problem, is it?
A gift for you (2 Parts)
You love the tradition of valentines day and white’s day. Being a new member of the heart pirates you want to go on with this tradition and show your gratitude by making self made chocolate. Something simple for everyone, one of them however might be a bit special.
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nomercymaster11 · 5 days
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Surprises and Smiles
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W/C: 3,369 | Penguin x You, afab!reader, fluffy, birthday celebration, R18-ish. A/N: April 25 is Penguin's birthday and this is for all the Penguin lovers out there. Please enjoy this short story! I would also appreciate comments too. Thank you!
The sun drifted towards its evening perch, you finally wrapped up your day's duties aboard the submarine. The salty sea air lingered as you made your way to your quarters, eager to freshen up after a long day below deck. With the gentle hum of machinery in the background, you indulged in a well-deserved bath, the warm water easing the fatigue from your muscles.
After drying off, you pampered yourself with a lotion that exuded the crisp scent of cucumbers, filling the air with a revitalizing aroma. You slipped into a crisp, freshly ironed white suit, feeling as sharp as a well-honed blade.
With a smile playing on your lips, you settled onto your bed in an Indian sit, carefully securing the gift with the ribbon.
"I really hope he'll like this," you whispered to yourself, your thoughts drifting to Penguin, the recipient of your heartfelt gesture. The wrapping paper, adorned with cheerful blue and yellow stripes, complemented by a vibrant red ribbon, added a festive touch to the present. Placing the gift on your desk, you made your way out of your quarters.
As you navigated the narrow corridors of the submarine, you spotted Penguin engaged in conversation with Law and Shachi. Their voices trailed off as they reached a corner, their animated gestures punctuating the air. You watched as they exchanged parting words, Law and Shachi disappearing down one corridor while Penguin sauntered in your direction, his attention still lingering on his departed crewmates.
"Penguin!" you exclaimed as your Captain and Shachi vanished from sight. The excitement bubbling in your chest bursting forth in your voice, echoing down the corridor.
With a grin spreading across his face like the sun breaking through storm clouds, Penguin watched as you sprinted towards him, your eagerness was evident in each bounding step. His arms instinctively opened wide, ready to envelop you in a warm embrace. As you leapt into his waiting arms, he staggered back slightly from the impact, his muscles tensing to steady both of you. Wrapping his arms securely around your waist, he lifted you effortlessly, feeling the weight of your affection as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
Pressing his face into the soft skin of your neck, Penguin inhaled deeply, breathing in the alluring fragrance that enveloped you. "God, you smell so good," he murmured, his voice muffled against your skin and you melted into his arms.
"I missed you," your whispered, the words carrying the weight of your longing.
Your confession elicited a soft chuckle from him, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
"Missed me? I just went out of the sub early morning," he teased, his playful tone laced with affection.
As he continued to hold you close, you leaned back slightly, craning your neck to meet his gaze. With a tender smile, you brushed your nose against his. You basked in the warmth of his presence, the world around you fading into insignificance in the embrace of your shared moment.
Setting you gently back on your feet, Penguin lowered his head, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "You're the best thing that happened to me," he murmured, his words laden with sincerity, causing a rush of warmth to flood your cheeks in response to his heartfelt declaration.
In the wake of his admission, you found your voice, though it emerged soft and slightly shy. "Likewise," you replied, your gaze momentarily dropping to the floor before lifting to meet his once more, a shy smile playing at the corners of your lips. As you walked side by side, you latched on his left forearm, you made your way down the corridor toward the galley, your footsteps matching the comforting feeling of being together.
"Say, what happened to your adventure today?" you inquired, curiosity glinting in your eyes as you glanced up at him.
Penguin, with a thoughtful pout and a gentle stroke of his chin, recounted the day's events. "Hmm, everything went well according to Law's plans. Unfortunately, we also ran into a couple of Navy soldiers, but we managed," he explained, his voice carrying a hint of resilience despite the challenges they faced.
Suddenly, you halted in your tracks, moving in front of him, your concern palpable as you scanned his form for any signs of injury. "What? Are you hurt?" you questioned, your voice laced with genuine worry, your eyes darting over every inch of his physique.
He reassured you with a gentle touch, brushing a hand against your chin. "Hey, I'm fine," he replied, his tone soft yet firm, before cupping your face in his hands. "I appreciate your concern," he added, his gaze tender as it met yours, the depth of his gratitude reflected in the warmth of his touch.
"If that's the case..." You exclaimed, seizing his arm in your excitement. "I'm already starving!" With a playful tug, you urged him forward, leading the way towards the galley.
"What's the rush?" Penguin questioned, his tone laced with amusement, but he yielded to your enthusiasm, nonetheless.
Arriving at the closed door of the galley, you knocked three times.
"Why is this closed?" Penguin queried; his curiosity piqued as he pushed the door open.
As the door swung wide, revealing the scene within, Penguin's eyes widened in surprise, a chorus of "SURPRISE!" echoing through the room as balloons and confetti danced in the air. The entire crew was gathered there, their faces lit up with anticipation and joy, even Law, leaning against the wall in the corner, wearing a rare smile.
"Happy Birthday!" you exclaimed, a grin spreading across your face as you met Penguin's stunned gaze.
Brushing the back of his neck in embarrassment yet touched by the gesture, Penguin glanced around at the assembled crew, a mixture of gratitude and bashfulness playing across his features.
"It's her idea," Shachi interjected, beaming proudly at Penguin. Meeting your gaze with a silent promise of gratitude, Penguin's expression softened into a silent acknowledgment, his eyes reflecting the depth of his appreciation for your thoughtful surprise.
Penguin made his way through the gathered crew, he exchanged brotherly hugs, receiving taps on the shoulder and forearm and fist bumps from each member. Meanwhile, you took the initiative, pulling Shachi along to help distribute plates and utensils among the group.
As Penguin approached, you handed him a plate, but he gently intervened, taking it from you. "You sit down and let me serve you," he insisted, his hand resting warmly on your back as he guided you to a seat. Your eyes lingered on him as he moved gracefully around the galley, a fond smile playing at the corners of your lips.
"Guys! Food's gonna get cold, Help yourselves!" Penguin's voice rang out above the chatter, drawing everyone's attention to the spread before them. The meal was simple yet ample, nothing extravagant but enough to share among the assembled crew. Laughter and conversation filled the room as everyone dug in.
Emerging from the crowd with a plate in hand, Penguin settled beside you, placing the dish on the table before you. "Here!" he offered with a warm smile.
"Aren't you going to eat? Don't you like the food?" you questioned, furrowing your brow in puzzlement, concerned that perhaps the fare wasn't to his liking.
"It's not like that," Penguin reassured you, his tone gentle yet firm. "Seeing you is enough to make my heart full," he teased, his fingers brushing a stray hair behind your ear, eliciting a soft blush from you.
"Penguin! Really? Flirting in front of us?" Shachi exclaimed in mock disbelief, though his tone carried a friendly warmth.
Penguin simply laughed, the sound filling the room with a contagious joy as the celebration continued, surrounded by the camaraderie of friends and the comfort of shared moments.
After finishing your meal, you carried your plate to the sink before joining the other crew members in conversation, laughter, and camaraderie filling the air.
Meanwhile, Penguin made his way to Law, who stood with his arms crossed, a mug in hand. Penguin mirrored his posture, leaning casually against the wall with one hand slipped into his pocket, mug in the other. With a raised mug, Penguin initiated a toast, and Law obliged with a nod.
"Hey Law," Penguin began, his tone casual yet curious as he struck up a conversation.
"I can't believe she'd pull off something like this. Perhaps you also knew about this?" Penguin inquired, his eyebrows lifting in surprise.
Law took a sip from his mug before responding. "Yeah, two weeks ago," he admitted, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Penguin's surprise was evident. "Oh? Damn, right under my nose," he mused, a wry smile tugging at his lips.
Law smirked knowingly. "Of course you wouldn't know. It's a surprise, after all," he quipped. Penguin’s gaze drifting towards you as you laughed and chatted with the rest of the crew, unaware of the conversation taking place.
"Well, I just wanna say thank you," Penguin expressed his gratitude, his voice sincere as he glanced back at Law.
"Don't mention it," Law replied nonchalantly. "She approached and asked nicely. It wasn't a big deal," he added with a shrug.
There was a brief pause before Penguin resumed their conversation, his tone shifting slightly.
"Aren't you jealous?" Penguin asked, a playful glint in his eye.
Law's brow furrowed at the unexpected question. "Pardon?" he responded, caught off guard.
"I told you, you should be getting yourself a girlfriend," Penguin teased, nudging Law lightly.
"Not a chance. It's not even on my list of priorities," Law replied with a hint of finality, his stance unwavering.
As you scanned the crowd, your smile widened as you spotted Penguin standing beside Law. Meeting his loving gaze, you exchanged a silent moment of affection before Law's dry humor interrupted the tender exchange.
"If staring could ignite a fire, you'd have already burned her to the ground," Law quipped, his tone laced with playful jest.
Penguin chuckled in response, shaking his head at Law's comment.
Handing his mug to Penguin, Law pushed himself off the wall, indicating his impending departure. "I've got a lot of things to do," he informed Penguin as he excused himself with a nod and a tap on Penguin's shoulder.
With the crew gradually trickling out of the galley, leaving only a few to assist with the cleanup, Ikkaku intervened, ushering you and Penguin towards the exit with a playful grin. "You lovebirds may go now, we can handle this," she insisted, giving you a wink as she nudged you out of the hall.
"I'm in your debt," you replied gratefully, returning her wink.
You and Penguin exited the galley hand in hand, a sense of anticipation hanging between you as you mentioned the surprise you still had in store for him.
"Still more surprises?" Penguin exclaimed, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice. "I'm getting nervous with this," he admitted with a sheepish grin.
Stopping in front of the female shared quarters, you opened the door, inviting Penguin inside with a playful gesture.
"Come in!" you urged, stepping over the threshold as Penguin hesitated, his cheeks flushing slightly.
"What are we? We don't have to—" Penguin stammered, his words faltering as he struggled to articulate his thoughts.
"Silly! What are you thinking?" you interjected with a laugh, playfully swatting his arm as you closed and locked the door behind you, the soft click signaling your privacy.
Penguin stood just behind the door; his curiosity evident in his gaze as you retrieved the gift you had prepared for him from your desk.
"Happy Birthday!" you exclaimed, presenting the gift with both hands.
"No way!" Penguin exclaimed, stepping forward eagerly to accept the gift, his excitement palpable.
"Yes way!" you replied, your smile warm and genuine. "I hope you'll love it," you added, your anticipation mirroring his own.
"May I open it now?" Penguin asked eagerly, his eyes shining with anticipation as the two of you settled on the edge of your bed. With a nod from you, Penguin eagerly tore into the wrapping paper like a child on Christmas morning, the excitement of the moment filling the room with a sense of joy and intimacy.
Inside the box lay a midnight blue, knitted scarf adorned with white lining at the sides, perfectly complemented by a matching wool hat, mirroring the one Penguin wore.
"You did this?" Penguin marveled, pulling the gift from the box and running his hand over the soft texture of the garments, still awestruck by the thoughtful present.
"Remember when I asked you to buy me a bundle of yarn?" you prompted him, your voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia.
"Yeah, it was a weird request from you at the time. I think it was about three months ago?" Penguin recalled, his fingers deftly inspecting the scarf as he wrapped it snugly around his neck.
"Well, that's the yarn you bought for me. I started knitting as soon as you gave me the materials," you explained matter-of-factly, a slight blush tingeing your cheeks as you looked down, your fingers fidgeting nervously. "It took me a while to make it since I could only work on it after duties," you added, your voice trailing off.
"Wait, what?" Penguin's brow furrowed in confusion as he tried to comprehend the significance of your words. "You mean..." His eyes narrowed as he pieced together the revelation slowly dawning on him. Sensing the weight of his realization, you braced yourself, anticipation coursing through you as you awaited his response.
"We only started dating a month ago..." Penguin's thoughts raced as he connected the dots. "Oh..." Understanding washed over him, the pieces of the puzzle falling into place. Sensing your embarrassment, you covered your face with both hands, attempting to hide.
But Penguin wouldn't let you retreat. With a gentle yet firm grip, he grasped both of your wrists, pinning them down against the bed.
"Look at me," he commanded, his cheeks flushing with color. Slowly, you complied, your cheeks burning with embarrassment as you met his gaze, unable to hide.
"You tell me," Penguin urged, searching your eyes with unwavering intensity.
"I know you already figured it out," you replied, your voice soft and pouty.
"Still..." Penguin insisted, his own cheeks tinged with embarrassment. "I wanted to hear it from you," he pressed, his eyes pleading for honesty.
"I..." You hesitated, the weight of the moment hanging between you. "I already liked you even before you started courting me," you confessed, biting your lip nervously.
Your heart pounded in your chest, its rhythm echoing in your ears, Penguin cupped your face gently, His touch eliciting a shiver down your spine. His thumb brushed against your lower lip, tracing its contours as he locked eyes with you, the intensity of his gaze stirring a flurry of emotions within you. You could feel the tremble in his hand, mirroring the racing of your own pulse.
"Penguin..." you whispered, your voice barely audible above the thudding of your heart. Your eyes flickered from his gaze to his lips, the air between you thick with anticipation. Something shifted in the atmosphere of the room, an electric charge igniting the space between you.
"Kiss me," you blurted out, your voice breathless with desire, the words escaping before you could stop them.
"You don't have to ask," Penguin replied, his voice a soft murmur, laden with promise. And with those words as his cue, he closed the distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a fervent, passionate embrace. Time seemed to stand still as you lost yourself in the sweetness of the moment, the world melting away until there was nothing but the warmth of his touch, the taste of his lips, and the intoxicating sensation of being utterly consumed by his kiss.
With both of his hands cradling your head, Penguin pressed his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours as he pulled away from the passionate kiss. Parting his lips, he struggled to steady his breath, his chest rising and falling with the intensity of the moment.
"Tell me I'm not dreaming," Penguin pleaded, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty, his gaze searching yours for reassurance. Instead of answering, you leaned forward and planted a tender smack on his lips, a silent affirmation of your shared reality, your eyes closed as you too attempted to catch your breath.
"What did I do to deserve you?" Penguin's voice was soft, filled with wonder and gratitude, his question hanging in the air between you like a whispered prayer.
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As time passed, A feeling of satisfaction settled between you and Penguin, the atmosphere imbued with the warmth of shared moments and quiet pledges. The two of you found yourselves seated beside each other on the bed, backs against the wall, holding hands in a silent embrace. You rested your head on Penguin's left shoulder, feeling the warmth of his presence comforting you.
"Starting today, I'll look forward to my birthday every year!" Penguin grinned at you, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future. "Thank you, for making me feel alive," he added, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the positive turn of events.
"Everything! For you..." you replied, your voice filled with love and sincerity, your heart swelling with happiness at his words.
Suddenly, three soft knocks echoed at the door, interrupting your private moment.
"Oh, time's up," you informed Penguin, who tilted his head in confusion.
"I actually asked Ikkaku if we could stay here in the room, privately," you explained, a mischievous twinkle in your eye.
"Wow, all the favors you asked from everyone, just for my birthday," Penguin remarked, his surprise evident as you brightly smiled at him.
"Uhh, (y/n)?" Ikkaku's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Two minutes!" you shouted in response, before turning back to Penguin.
Before you could open the door, Penguin wrapped his arms around you from behind, pulling you close for one last intimate embrace before you stepped outside.
As you opened the door, Penguin followed you out, finding Ikkaku leaning against the wall with arms crossed.
"Oh thank god! You guys didn't look like you had sex inside the room," Ikkaku blurted out bluntly, leaving you speechless.
"IKKAKU!" you exclaimed, shocked by her straightforward remark.
"What? You only told me you needed the room for yourself, and it turns out it was your boyfriend's birthday today, so I assumed it was the case," Ikkaku explained matter-of-factly.
"Haha! I like your train of thought, Ikkaku," Penguin chimed in mischievously.
"Penguin!!!" you glared at him, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement.
"Hey! Chill! I'm joking!" Penguin reassured you, rubbing his hands on both your shoulders. "And if that time comes, I want it to be special, and we both want it to be, not just because of the heat of the moment, right?" he added, brushing his hand against your chin as he gazed at you lovingly, showing his respect and consideration for you.
"Ok fine! I get the point! Ugh," Ikkaku sighed, feeling sick with the cheesy lines. "So, you guys move away from the door 'cause I want to rest now," she added.
"Good night!" you beamed at her, and Ikkaku smiled back before closing the door.
"Well?" Penguin stood in front of you, anticipation evident in his gaze. "I'm on night shift, it's my turn to guard the sub," he informed you.
"I wanted to stay with you," you told him honestly, not quite ready for the day to end just yet.
"Are you sure?" Penguin questioned, concern etching his features. "If you happen to fall asleep, I'll just carry you back to your room," he offered, his voice filled with tenderness.
"Sounds like a plan," you nodded, a smile playing on your lips.
"I can't wait to show off your gift to them!" Penguin's smile widened; his eyes gleaming with excitement at the thought of sharing your thoughtful present with the rest of the crew.
And so, hand in hand, you and Penguin set off towards the control room, the shared laughter and pure love echoing through the corridors as you embraced the night together.
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penkura · 5 days
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found you! [1/3]
Summary: Twice Penguin found you. The third time you found him.
Note: It's Penguin’s birthday. Why not make this my first post, aye? Nothing really special or to warn about this one, except references to sex, that's it. Fem!reader because that's all I know how to write, sorry. They're all adults here (pretty sure they are in the canon anyway but). Shachi and Ikkaku are in an on again off again relationship because I said so. Penguin calls the Reader by petnames to cut down on using [y/n] and the like.
I don't have the next two parts written yet, but I will be working on them this next week.
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Rolling over in your bed, you pull your pillow and stick your head under it, praying you can drown out the whispered shouting of Shachi and Ikkaku, though you know it’s pretty useless when those two get riled up. It's always in the middle of the night, nearly always at 1:30am, and happens at least twice a week, always in the room you share with Ikkaku. You hear her shush Shachi again, saying you’re sleeping and to keep it down, but he argues with her that she wanted privacy while they fought spoke and this was the best place considering the others still awake through the ship.
Please, please just shut up.
They don’t, still fighting about something stupid, probably Shachi flirting with some girl in front of Ikkaku, that sounds about right you realize as you pull your pillow tighter over your head.
You’d think they’d be a bit more considerate since you’ve been sick with a cold the last few days, but unlucky for you, this is one of the best places for them to fight about their non-relationship. They think they’re so slick, that no one else knows about their hook ups and quiet dates that Ikkaku swears to you aren’t dates, but everyone on the Polar Tang can see they’re both just lying to themselves. There’s been a betting pool on when the two will just commit, Law is even taking part because he’s just as sick of this as everyone else is.
For several more minutes all you hear is hushed, angry whispering, to the point you finally sit up in your bed, wrapping your blanket around you, and going to leave.
“Oh! [Y/N], I’m so—”
“Don’t be. Just don’t have sex in my bed okay? I just washed my bedding.”
Ikkaku turns bright red and she throws her pillow at the door when you close it as you leave, making you giggle just a bit. You know better than anyone how their fights end, you don’t want to come back to your room tonight at all.
Instead, you start to make your way towards your captain’s office, knowing Law is still wide awake, probably working on a plan or just revising a medical book. Having known him nearly as long as Penguin, Bepo, and Shachi, you’re not surprised when you finally get there and knock on his door, trying to push back a cough when you hear a soft ‘come in’ and open the door.
Law barely looks up at you, giving you a slight glance with a raised eyebrow while you walk over to the couch in his office.
“Can I help you?”
“Lovers spat in my room.”
He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose but not looking from his book. “Again?”
“Again.”
“How do they fight all the time but you and Penguin don’t?”
“Perks of having been together almost a decade. We know everything about each other and are too committed to screw it up at this point.”
As you lay down, pulling your blanket around you more, Law watches you before speaking again.
“That’s my napping spot, you human cat.”
“Shh,” glancing over your shoulder, you put a finger to your lips, before snuggling further into the couch, “I sleep. I’m still sick.”
“Then go find your boyfriend.”
“He’s still on night watch. He’ll come find me.”
Law doesn’t get another word in before you fall right to sleep, he rolls his eyes in response, turning back to his desk.
He knows Penguin will come find you, he just kind of wishes you’d keep your sickness to your own room or the infirmary.
+!+
Penguin does come looking for you once his night watch shift is over an hour later. He first goes by your shared room with Ikkaku, but the sounds he hears make him blush bright red before he quickly turns and goes towards the men’s bunks. If that’s going on in there, you’ve definitely left to sleep elsewhere. You’ve probably snuck into his bunk bed to get away from the non-couple on the ship, it makes his heart clench a bit at the through, you having to leave your room still under the weather and needing some peace an quiet.
Not like the men’s bunks are that much quieter, but at least there’s not active sex happening in there right now (at least, he hopes there isn’t). He’s already starting to unzip his boiler suit before he’s even fully in the men’s bunks, just wanting to crawl into bed with you and sleep finally, even though morning would be soon, he can at least get about four more hours before it’s time for breakfast.
Perfect plan, and tomorrow’s our day off~
Unfortunately, you aren’t even in his bed, causing his excitement to disappear and his shoulders to slump, before Penguin looks over to Clione and Hakugan nearby.
“Have either of you seen [Y/N]?”
Clione shrugs while Hakugan shakes his head, both responses making Penguin pout a bit while he slips off his boiler suit to just his tank top and boxers to sleep in.
“She’s not in her room?”
“No, well,” his face turns red again and the other two men are quick to realize that Shachi isn’t around and what that must mean, “I sure hope she isn’t…”
“Ugh, those two again?”
“Do they forget there’s a designated room for that?”
He shrugs, starting to prep his bed to bring you to it once he finds you, remembering the day Law awkwardly told everyone there was now a room only for extracurricular activities, and sex anywhere else wouldn’t be tolerated if it was found out. Sometimes people slipped and brought someone back to the wrong room, or Ikkaku and Shachi argued in your shared room and it escalated once they worked things out, like tonight. You and Penguin were at least smart enough to either use the designated room or, if you were docked on an island, rent a hotel room away from everyone else just for that night.
As soon as his bed is ready, Penguin takes off to find where you’ve gone for some peace and quiet. There’s very few places on the Polar Tang that aren’t bustling with people doing various things, whether playing cards, having animated discussions, or performing maintenance where needed. The current, most obvious places for you to sleep would be the designated room, Law’s office, or the nearly empty infirmary. He does make a stop by your room but continues on as he still hears sounds he doesn’t want to, moving quickly towards the infirmary first to see if you’d dragged yourself there. You hate sleeping in there unless it’s your only or last option, but even when he gets there and pokes his head in, Penguin doesn’t see you on one of the beds at all, only catching sight of Uni who you’d somehow given your cold to. Knowing you practically never go to the designated room, not without him at least, the only other place you could possibly be is Law’s office, so he starts to make his way towards the captain’s room.
You may not have known Law as long as Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo, but the two of you have become close ever since you joined. Your home life having gone from comfortable to hell, leading you to beg the small group of Pirates that landed on your island for help ended up being the best thing to happen to you. It wasn’t Law you ended up clinging to and begging for help, not even Penguin. It was Shachi who had been checking out the island with Penguin, the two teens at the time bringing you to the small group of about seven people, Law agreeing to hear your story before he offered you to join them after you’d made known you were a decent cook and seamstress. Stereotypical hobbies for a young woman, but with how your family was, it was all you could do to make money for you and your mother at the time. You’ve since learned how to fight, martial arts and a metal baton being your choice of weapons. You’d moved from being a dual chef and seamstress to being more help in the mechanical aspects of the ship, while still working on the crews clothes when needed.
While Penguin did find you attractive as soon as he met you, it was still another two years before he said anything, eventually confessing to you with your favorite flowers in hand, his face bright red which made you grin before you kissed him as a response.
You’ve been together ever since, Penguin doesn’t think he could ever be happier than he is now.
Finding Law’s office door cracked open leads Penguin to briefly knock on the doorway before stepping in, not waiting for a response from his captain and friend.
“Hey, Cap! Have you seen—”
“On the couch.” Law nods his head back towards where you’re sleeping, not bothering to look up from his book once again.
Once he sees you, Penguin smiles just a bit before thanking Law, walking over quietly and giving you a small kiss on your temple which wakes you enough to crack open an eye, the slightest smile as you realize who just woke you.
“Hey there, pretty girl, I found you,” he gives you a soft smile before starting to help you up, making you wrap your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist as he lifts you up, “Got kicked out of your room?”
“No…I left cause they were arguing.”
“Ahh that explains it. Let’s get you to my bed then.”
You hum as a response while Penguin grabs your blanket, you briefly looking over to Law who just watches the two of you, making you smirk.
“Told you he’d find me.”
Your captain rolls his eyes before bidding you both goodnight as Penguin starts to leave and head back to the men’s bunks, you greet your other crewmates with a slight wave once you’re there. Penguin leans forward enough for you to release him and lay on his bed, scooting towards the edge to give him space to join you once he’s laid your blanket out over you again. He joins you as soon as he’s gotten enough of the others to quiet down, letting you wrap your arms around his middle while he does the sane to your shoulders, kissing your forehead and tucking your head under his chin.
“Thanks for coming to get me.”
“Of course~” Penguin sighs contently while you bury your face in his chest, you really do just make him so happy, “I’ll always come find you.”
“Love you, Peng.”
“Love you too, sweetheart.”
You’re asleep quickly, Penguin stays awake and watches you for a few moments, while more lights are shut off in the room and a few of the other men snicker over how whipped they believe their older comrade is for you. He doesn’t pay them any mind really, he just loves you enough to take care of you however you need. For a second, he looks to his nightstand and remembers the small box he picked up a few days ago, smiling to himself at the thought of finally, finally, asking you to marry him once he talks to Law about it, but that’s for another day as he starts to drift to sleep.
Definitely gonna marry you soon.
+!+
“You’re finally going to ask her??”
Penguin nods with a shy smile while Shachi and Ikkaku both grin, her letting go of his arm to give their older crewmate a tight hug.
“That’s so wonderful, Penguin! She’s definitely going to say yes!”
“You think so…?”
“Dude,” Shachi pats his friend’s shoulder roughly, making Penguin look at him, “She’s been with you for almost ten years now, right? There’s no way she’ll say no.”
Ikkaku nods in response, still grinning brightly at the thought of you and Penguin getting married at last. She’s the one that’s heard your wishes for a small wedding with him, if he ever wanted it, you were waiting for Penguin to make the move and ask. You told her you were content just dating him, but actually tying the knot had been on your mind more recently.
“She’ll for sure say yes. She’s told me how much she wants to marry you!”
That causes Penguin to blush slightly, still smiling as he scratches at his cheek before pulling the small box in his pocket out to show your two friends the ring he’d already picked out for you. Ikkaku snatches the box and opens it, swooning a little over the simple ring he'd picked out. A thin silver band with your birthstone fixed on it, exactly what you’d told her was one of your options for a ring, Penguin must’ve spent a lot of time thinking about it since Ikkaku hadn’t told him a thing about your wants. Either that or he’d seen in a magazine or maybe even asked Law about it, considering how close you were to your captain.
“When are you going to ask her?”
“Our tenth anniversary is in a few weeks,” Penguin nods while he takes the ring box back from Ikkaku, quickly slipping it back into his pocket and checking to make sure you haven’t snuck in, “So, I’m going to ask Captain if we can dock at an island then. I’ll find a place to take her to dinner and ask her after that.”
Ikkaku nearly swoons again, instead sighing dreamily and leaning on Shachi’s shoulder.
“That’s so romantic…why aren’t you like that?”
“I’m sorry, am I your boyfriend? I thought we just friends with benefits.”
“Excuse me?!”
Penguin sighs, still with a smile, as Shachi and Ikkaku start to argue. He’s beyond thankful the two of you don’t have such issues after being together so long. If you two fought like that, there’s probably no way he’d even consider marrying you, he thinks. He loves you too much to screw around with other women, to argue with you about it too. No one else compares and he’s sure some would say he’s crazy for having settled on you at just nineteen-years-old, but he doesn’t care.
“Hey, Peng~” he’s not even a little surprised at you coming up behind him, slipping your arms around his middle and making him smile as he looks over his shoulder and down at you, “What’re they arguing about now?”
“Ah…just if they’re a couple or just friends with benefits.”
“Hmm…” You watch the other allegedly lovely couple of the Heart Pirates, before shrugging. “Would be easier if they’d just settle down with each other already, yeah? Like you and me.”
He can’t wait to finally make you his bride.
Nodding, Penguin keeps the smile on his face, setting one of his hands on yours, and realizing how excited he really is to ask you to marry him in a few weeks. How glad he is that he and Shachi found you on your home island twelve years ago, and helped you convince Law to let you join. How happy it makes him to think about his long past confession and your reciprocation of his feelings.
“Yeah. Like you and me, sweetheart.”
He can’t wait to finally make you his bride.
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bby-deerling · 5 days
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nesting partners (penguin x reader)
happy birthday penguin!!! this was originally written for my sweet friend @queenmimi2817, but she has graciously allowed me to share this with all of you! <3
masterlist || commissions
cw: suggestive content, established relationship, fluff
tagging: @guilty-sugar @willowbelle @eelnoise @fanaticsnail @indydonuts
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As Penguin paces back and forth along the rocky beach for what must be the seventeenth time, Shachi sighs in annoyance.  “It’s just a rock, Pen, pick one already!” he complains, exasperated.  Penguin huffs and doesn’t respond, his eyes glued to the ground.  Despite his friend’s claim, this was not just a rock—it might be dorky and silly of him to be searching for the smoothest, most circular rock he can find, but after you had brought up the fact that real penguins propose to their mates with a carefully selected pebble, he just couldn’t get the idea out of his head.
And then he spots it in the corner of his eye, slightly darkened from a wave crashing over it.  It’s nearly spherical, and completely grey, with no dings or dents or discolorations; he knows, deep in his bones that this is the rock that’s meant for you, the one you deserve, that will demonstrate just how serious he is about you.  He holds it in the palm of his hand, smiling softly to himself while Shachi rolls his eyes from underneath his sunglasses; while he was happy for his friend and thought the two of you were a very cute couple, Penguin’s lovesickness admittedly drove him nuts at times, especially when his own love life was nothing to write home about by comparison.  As the pair makes their way up the beach, Penguin brimming with excitement and nerves, they spot your figure running towards them; Shachi waves you over while Penguin straightens his back and hides his hand behind his back, wanting to keep his gift for you a surprise.
But surprisingly, you beat him to the punch.
“I made something for you, Pen!” you exclaim, holding out a wide, flat rock in your hand.  The stone itself has imperfections, but you had adorned it with a tiny miniature painting of two penguins holding hands, with small pink hearts around them.  Penguin’s jaw drops in surprise, touched that you spent the time making him such a thoughtful gift.
“I love it—yours makes mine look a bit lame, though.” he says sheepishly as he holds out his own rock, despite the lack of a painted personal touch, you excitedly snatch it up all the same, marveling at just how smooth and round the pebble is.
“It’s perfect!  Thank you—I love you so, so much!” you say gleefully, throwing yourself into his arms and standing up on your toes to kiss him.  He accepts the affection readily, cupping your face and curling an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer and deepens the kiss, on cloud nine and without a care in the world—to the point that he seemingly forgets Shachi is still standing right beside the two of you.
“Gross.  I’m headed back to the inn.” he teases, though his jaw clenches in mild annoyance as he walks up the steep path towards the coastal lodging the crew was staying at.  However, as he realizes everyone else is hastily packing their belongings and heading back to the Polar Tang, his lips curl into a smirk as he resolves to mess with his two friends who were so obnoxiously smitten with each other—and so when Law asks him where the two of you are once he gets back to the submarine, Shachi simply shrugs.
“I told them we were leaving soon—they must not have been listening.” he laments with feigned annoyance as he attempts to hide the smirk on his face.  Impatient as usual, especially when trying to keep a strict time schedule, Law doesn’t wait much longer before disembarking and heading back towards the inn himself, with strict orders to the rest of the crew to stay in place and prepare for departure.
Though when he gets back to the inn and swings open Penguin’s door, a terse lecture on the tip of his tongue, he admittedly wasn’t prepared to see the two of you in such an intimate position, lips locked heatedly together; one of Penguin’s hands is grabbing at your breast while the other is around his cock, lining his head up with your entrance—that is, until you notice someone else is in the room with them, and you snap apart, a small scream of shock leaving both of your mouths.
“You two really couldn’t have done this back on the submarine?” Law asks, beyond exasperated; his tone is even, but a bright red flush creeps into his cheeks.
“Fuck—sorry, Captain!” Penguin squeaks out, his face burning red as he shoves his cock back into his boxers and zips his boiler suit up; you scramble to pull your shirt down and position the sheets over your lower half, heart racing with embarrassment from getting caught in the act.
“Don’t worry—I’m not looking.” Law says to you dryly as he rolls his eyes in an attempt to diffuse the situation, though he’s not quite sure if anything can make the awkwardness hanging in the air any less painful.  Eyes glued to the corner of the room while the two of you get dressed, he regains his composure and authoritative tone.  “We were supposed to depart an hour ago.  Shachi said that you guys knew and still didn’t show up.” he says, annoyed.
“Huh?  He didn’t say anything to either of us about that.” you say, confused and thankfully fully clothed as you tilt your head.
Law lets out a sigh as the pieces click together, irked that Shachi had pulled the wool over his eyes in order to mess with all three of you.  “I don’t care about your excuses, you should’ve been on the ship at half-past two.” he says stubbornly, scowling at both of you as you hurriedly shove all of your belongings into your bags.
The walk back to the Polar Tang is still tense and awkward, though Law tries to break up the thick tension in the air by asking about the rocks that both of you were fidgeting with.  Excitedly, your embarrassment washes away as you tell him all about the mating habits of penguins, and how now that the two of you have gotten rocks for each other, you’re now ‘penguin married’—whatever that means.
“Tch—you guys are dorks.” he chuckles in response as you board the submarine.  The three of you move to head towards your assigned stations, but Law’s voice stops both of you dead in your tracks.
“Penguin—” Law says, waving him over, silently dismissing you.
“Yes, Captain?” Penguin asks, a bit of hesitation in his voice.
“Use protection next time.  The last thing we need on the Polar Tang is a baby running around.” he says, attempting to keep a serious tone, but near the end of his statement he can’t hide the smug smirk that creeps onto his face, nor the small chuckle he lets out when Penguin turns beet red and mumbles an embarrassed “Yes, Captain.” under his breath.
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Confessions with Penguin
My boy Penguin doesn’t get enough love. No warnings just banter and fluff.
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You sat eating your lunch watching your other crew mates converse and joke with each other when suddenly you were jolted out of your little world feeling a nudge on your shoulder.
“Hey! I told you to stop doing that” You grumble as you rub your arm.
"What, this?" Penguin nudges your shoulder again as he takes the seat next to you.
You swipe his hat from his head in retaliation as he sits down.
"Hey, give that back!" he protests with a smile as he tries to grab his hat back.
“Nuh uh!” you pull the hat down snug on your head sticking your tongue out him.
Penguin lets out an exasperated sigh. "Fine, but can I at least get my hat back after lunch?" He didn’t take his hat off…ever, but he couldn’t deny you did look pretty cute in it so he would make an exception.
“You’ll get it back when you promise to stop nudging me”
"Fine, fine. I swear I won't nudge you again" He said, crossing his fingers behind his back.
“Do you think I’m an idiot? That wasn’t a proper promise” you smirk adjusting his hat on your head proudly.
"What do you want from me? Blood?" he says in a pouty voice, crossing his arms.
“Yeah! I want you to make a solom vow”
"You're impossible" he rolled his eyes as he nudged you again.
“And you’re annoying” you say with a smile not really meaning it.
"Shut up" he said playfully, punching you in the arm lightly this time.
“Point proven” you laugh punching his arm back.
"Oh, you wanna go?" he asked playfully, pretending to throw a punch your way.
“You’re the one who punched me first!”
"But it was just a light punch, not like yours, you nearly took my arm off!” he says dramatically, feigning an exaggerated expression of pain.
“I’m sure you’ll survive” you chuckled rolling your eyes.
"No, no I’m pretty sure i’m dying." he says dramatically again, grabbing his arm in ‘pain’.
“Well can you die quietly then please?” You smile as you go back to eating your lunch.
"Well, thanks for your concern. My final seconds on Earth and you can't even show a little sympathy for your favourite crew member" he said with a fake sad expression.
“I’ll make sure to put on your tombstone that you went out from a light punch to the arm” you deadpanned.
"Make sure it's carved in marble too” he said sarcastically with a dramatic flourish.
“You’ll get a wooden cross at best” you chuckled.
"It better be mahogany at the very least”
“I’m sure I can find some nice looking sticks outside”
"They have to be the perfect length, not too short but not too long either. Oh, and make sure the shape is nice and straight, no twisted branches"
“I’ll do my best…just for you” you smile as you throw a french fry in your mouth trying not to laugh.
"Thank you for doing the bare minimum" he said, faking a dramatic sigh before shoving a handful of fries into his mouth.
“What happened to ‘my final seconds on earth’? Shouldn’t you be dead by now?” you smirked. “I’m pretty sure dead guys don’t steal other people’s food”
He tried hard not to laugh, his lips twitching. “I'm fighting for my life here”
“Shut up” You smile throwing a french fry at him.
He catches the fry in his hand and pops it into his mouth. “So rude, even in my dying moments”
“You’re insufferable” you smile shaking your head.
"But you still like me, right?" he said leaning on the table.
“Someone has to” you shrug.
"Oh, please, you secretly have a huge crush on me” he teased, batting his eyelashes.
“You wish” you grin throwing another french fry at him.
He quickly catches the fry again in his hand and eats it. "Don't even try to deny it. We've been friends forever, there's no way you're not in love with me"
“By that logic that means you’re in love with me too” You smirk before quickly realising what you just said…did you just admit to being in love with him?
It takes him a second but then his eyes widened in realisation. Was that an actual slip-up? Did his crew mate, his crush, actually just admit she felt the same way?
“W-wait…what did you just say?”
You looked away suddenly, your eyes fixating on an empty spot across the room. You could feel yourself starting to flush. Had you really just admitted your feelings to him?
You try to backtrack quickly “N-no y-you- I mean…like as a friend…” but you just end up fumbling your words.
He noticed how your words faltered and caught onto the way your cheeks blushed red. Were you just messing around with him?
“No, no, hold on a second. Back up. What did you just say?”
You looked away, embarrassed. “I-it was j-just a joke. I wasn't being serious, really”
His eyes were on your every move. He saw your blush grow deeper, your eyes darting across the room. In that moment, he knew your words had been genuine, not just a funny joke.
“You're lying”
You stayed silent for a few moments, hesitating to respond. Your heart raced as you realised he had read you like a book.
"It was just... I... I just meant by your logic that would mean you’re in love with me…too” You said the last word so quiet that you’d be surprised if he heard it.
A hint of a smile appeared on his face. He couldn't believe it. Did he actually hear what he thought he had? He knew he wasn't imagining things when you started stumbling over you words. He knew you felt the same way as he did. Now he just needed to confirm the answer.
“Say it again”
“S-say what?” The blush across your cheeks refused to leave your face as you still couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact with him.
He leaned slightly closer to you, lowering his voice so that it could only reach her ears.
“Say that you're in love with me…”
You looked at him through the corner of her eye, completely shaken up by this whole situation.
“D-do you really want me to say it?”
He took your face in his hands so that your eyes met. You shivered at the touch of his hands, a wave of butterflies washing over you as you felt his eyes gazing into yours. Your heart was racing, pounding rapidly in your chest but what you didn’t know was his heart was also beating just as fast.
“Just say it…please”
Your words were breathless, barely even a whisper. “I-I’m... in love with you”
A smile spread across his face as he brushed his thumb over your cheek. He could barely believe this moment was actually happening, that the person he had loved for so long also shared those feelings with him. He wanted to kiss you, to hold you forever. But he knew he needed to hold back, he didn't want to rush anything…not yet anyway.
“Well look at that, here I was thinking I was the only one...”
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cebwrites · 2 months
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since you wanted some uncommon character requests; could i request some sfw and nsfw relationship headcanons for penguin x reader and shachi x reader? If they're not too out of the way for you (~ ̄▽ ̄)~ I rarely see those two requested for, so I'd love to see you're take on them! [I'd ask off anon but i can't ask from a non-primary blog - I'll be reblogging to @remisloves if you wanted an identity (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)b ]
a/n: surprisingly they aren't around these parts, I've gotten quite a few requests for the boys lol - but since you asked nicely, sure <3 [thank you so much for including your blog too, it feels nice to actually put usernames to people (;´д`)ゞ]
Relationship Headcanons (Penguin, Shachi)
gn reader, trans penguin, nsfw under the cut self-indulgence unrelated to pen and shach at the end cw; blood, funky OP-verse sex toys word count: 1.1k
Penguin
Penguin was the oldest of the original Heart Pirates quartet, he's always been the oldest even when it was just him and Shachi, before and after the tsunami that left them with Shachi's horrible, horrible relatives
It's made him protective over the people he holds dear, incredibly worrisome even if he tries to hide it, but also surprisingly nurturing for someone who seemingly goofs off as much as his counterpart does
He makes snacks, he checks up on the crew, and has a bad habit of taking too much onto himself, although not nearly as badly as the notorious Heart captain, Penguin still struggles with that "eldest sibling" mentality even if most of the crew is quite a bit older than him; he vehemently denies any teasing you or the crew give him about passing on those traits to Law
When it comes to you, Pen likes to keep a close eye on you even when things are calm and everyone's having fun, not that he doesn't trust you to take care of yourself, but he'd just like to make sure no one's getting hurt or too carried away when his crew mates' usual brand of shenanigans kick into high gear
There's a cute kind of shyness when he opens up to you for the first time; yeah agreeing to being in a relationship is one thing but it's another to actually know the person you love and with Penguin, it's tentative, almost scared, but genuine
He's hesitant to let you come too close at first, become too physical, an insecurity that you do your best to quell but it isn't easy, Pen's become used to protecting himself and his own so much that vulnerability is alien
Being topless with the guys on the Tang's deck, whacking each other on the ass with freshly laundered towels is one thing, but being intimate with his partner in a private room is another entirely
Still, you're patient with him, you don't react poorly when he gets overwhelmed at the protective layers of clothes hitting the floor, you allow him space, and eventually, maybe even agonizingly slowly, he lets you in - starting with a held pinky while Penguin catches his breath with his shirt off, his nerves getting the best of him after getting a little more handsy than usual that day
When the dam finally breaks, when he's comfortable showing himself to you in his entirety, you're surprised at how ravenous Penguin actually is - he's insatiable, betraying the composure he carries himself with throughout the day
In the bedroom, against the wall, in the communal bathroom and over the Tang's railing when everyone's asleep, hell, even in an alleyway once when the both of you had time to kill on a random island while everyone else was getting wasted, he can't keep his hands off you
Penguin loves watching you eat him out, one hand in your hair while the other shakily props himself up, but what he loves more is the view he gets when you're sucking him off
The Grand Line is.... an anomaly, neither you or Pen are here to dispute that - weird as it is, however, it's often resourceful once you can get past the initial recoil; all that to say—Penguin got his hands on seeds that, once "planted" between his vulva, allowed him to temporarily grow a fully functioning phallus
By god, Pen loves the way you look bouncing on it
He digs his nails into your waist, laps up the sweat on your skin, his grip is hard enough to bruise but you're no better, egging him on to take you after you've done such good work prepping his cock, prepping yourself for him
And really how could he say no after all that
Shachi
The MOST live in your hoodies mf to ever; he's clingy, he's affectionate, he mock-whines if you've been apart from him for too long like a pup with separation anxiety
To some degree you both know it's an act he puts on to vie for your attention, but there's also a real part of him that worries if he lets his hold on you slip a little too much, you'll disappear
I like to think Shachi's part fishman too, so there's a quiet part of him that worries his partner would leave if they found out, or couldn't handle the treatment you'd get by proxy of being so close to a fishman, even if he wasn't full-blooded - yet every day you find ways to reassure him that'll never happen
In return, he'll climb to the top of the Tang's mast to yell about how much he loves you and how perfect you are, he's a little obnoxious in the Maes Hughes "look at my adorable family" kind of way but you can forgive the mild embarrassment when he flashes his award-winning smile full of razor-sharp chompers
Shachi takes incredible pride in being the one who takes care of the Heart Pirates' hair, his little summer job on Swallow Island for the few years that he spent as a stylist really did turn into a passion for him, even if his occupation on paper is "pirate", but hey, who's keeping track anyways?
Despite his enthusiasm about most everything else, he's incredibly delicate with you initially, constantly checking in to see if you're alright, making sure boundaries aren't crossed, confirming that you are, in fact, enjoying yourself like the big shell-conchus dweeb he is, Shachi just wants to make sure you're alright
Not that he doesn't still check up on you now, he absolutely does, but now with a decent amount of shared time between you two, he's a lot less jumpy about things, more confident in his stride - or rather stroke, I should say
He's loud, peppers you in kisses all over, hell if other people can hear, Shachi needs you to know that he adores every part of you - it does result in an addition of both of your chores (takes two to tango), so whenever the sub drops anchor the both of you try to sneak off to a love hotel given the option of free roam at least once if possible
Shachi answers to you completely, he marks you up at your command and eases whenever you show the slightest discomfort; still, when you do manage to convince him to let loose, he definitely takes the phrase leaving his mark literally - with those exact teeth
He laps at the wounds he leaves as he makes love to you, smearing crimson and words of praise against your body like hymns of devotion, pulling you impossibly close and sharing your taste when you pull him in for a kiss, still trying to hold back that animal desire
The aftercare is just as tender, just as sweet, but maybe a little awkward the first time around when he has to explain to Law why he's sneaking medical supplies away while you sit in the middle of blood stained sheets like you're the victim of a murder
And a bonus for me since writing this had me thinking about it-
I know Law goes down on their man like a champ; inexperienced initially? Yes, but they learn quickly and spite from being teased is a good motivator as any, plus, pleasing their partner, of course
Kirin's got his dick out? Not a problem, they're making him beg for it, the E, As, and T on their fingers might not see the light for hours, not until they're satisfied with edging Kirin until he cries
The only one who beats them at that is Zoro but realistically, no one's topping the King of Cock, not unless Zoro finds it in his heart to not power-bottom Sanji for the night
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As the story reaches a pivotal turning point I am deeply touched by the incredible response that Chronicles of the Heartbond Voyager has received.
I am grateful to all of you for sticking with the story through my hiatuses. If you haven't had the chance to check it out yet, I encourage you to do so now. Thank you for your continuous support. 💖🫶🏻
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Little shopping but…This bag!!! Is everything !!!! 💕
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acapelladitty · 4 months
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Oswald Cobblepot/Reader - Teasing 💖🐧
Summary: A commission for the absolutely lovely @nygmanotnashton in which Oswald Cobblepot finds himself on the receiving end of some fun teasing.
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A surprisingly warm late afternoon had forced a full retreat to Ozzie's office as it was one of the few areas within the Iceberg Lounge to possess enough tasteful luxuries to make the suspicious heat seem bearable.
As always, Ozzie had immediately taken up residence in his favourite chair, more of a throne really, while you settled yourself comfortably against the solid oak desk, perched with your legs hanging off the side to block the stack of drawers which were built-in to the furniture.
Ozzie's thick fingers move with surprising dexterity as he taps away on his phone with a casual pace. A soft silence hangs in the air as you split your attention between your hanging legs, bouncing off the small brass handles of each drawer, and the uncomfortable way in which your shirt is clinging to your sweat-slicked back. The evening plans were long set and a gentle rumble in your stomach sparked a fresh excitement for the restaurant which Ozzie had booked for you both.
An Italian with a four month advance in bookings.
Well, four months to anyone who wasn’t Oswald Cobblepot and his plus one.
"You're quiet." Ozzie mutters, catching your attention with a quick nudge of your leg.
Looking up, you met his gaze and the questioning look there forces a small smile to tug at your lips as you pick up on his unspoken concern.
"I'm just thinking, Oz." You answer, tapping the heel of your foot against the wood. "Nothing too fun or exciting."
"What would it take to make my pretty bird sing then?" He hummed in response, running his finger along your clothed knee until his palm enclosed the joint to rub at it gently. "A new foreign car? Some expensive trinkets? Or should I say, more expensive trinkets? How about a full inch?"
"Only an inch?" You cut in quickly while your body shifts, ghosting your shoe along the bulge in his slacks as you tease him with a sudden playfulness. "Now i’m worried. What happened to the rest of it?"
Ozzie’s laughter is easy and open, his large chest shaking with the effort as he fixes you with a heated glance.
"Keep your foot there and you'll be seeing it sooner than you think, dear."
He leans forward and makes to reach for the drawers which are hidden behind your legs. Sensing another opportunity for some fun, you spread your legs for him to reach between, rather than moving them off to the side. A salacious move which nets you another small chuckle as he presses his knuckles to the inside of your thigh before pulling free the middle drawer.
Unable to see what he's doing, you instead allow your eyes to wander past him to the extravagant fish tank which sits behind his desk. Fish of many colours and sizes flutter around the water with the casualness of creatures that know they're well fed and taken care of.
A feeling you know well, and one which makes a goofy smile tug at your mouth as you drop your eyes to Ozzie once more and lean forward enough to run a gentle finger along the back of his exposed neck.
"You're trying to kill me today." He growls, shuddering at the soft touch. His neck had always been particularly sensitive, and you exploited that fact with unrivalled joy.
Leaning back, his thick body filling his chair like the king he were, thick fingers produced a stack of crisp, neat bills which were wrapped together by a straining rubber band; the heft of the bills easily sitting at over an inch wide as he quickly thumbed through the money to ensure it was all there.
"Would this be enough?" A teasing smile touched at Ozzie's thin lips, the edges curling upwards as he held the stack of money out.
"Hmm," you pretend to think it over for dramatic effect, "I could probably buy something nice to wear out for dinner and then something even nicer for you to rip off after."
Reaching for the money, you find it snatched away in an instant.
"Hey-"
"Nothing for nothing, my darling."
"Ozzie, please. You don't have to-"
"Nothing for nothing." He repeats, the words gruff yet bordering on a sing-song quality as he reclines in his chair even further.
Grumbling playfully as you were forced from your comfortable perch, you join him on his chair - carefully placing your knees on either side of his bulging frame as you lean gently against his expansive chest.
Catching his lips in your own, he tastes of red wine and you groan into his mouth as he reacts to you immediately; wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you in place as he enjoys the messy kiss. His presence envelops you and you bite at his lower lip until you pull away to catch your breath a little.
"Maybe I should treat you to something nice. I think the King of Gotham deserves a little something for being so kind and generous to a poor little waif like me."
"Poor little waif." He repeats with a squawking guffaw. "You're too cruel for such a title. Besides, don't waste my money on me. Treat yourself and show the world that Oswald Cobbelpot knows how to keep his little bird sweet."
Dropping your hand to his crotch, you roughly cup at the heft of his bulge through his slacks.
"I wasn't talking about money." You growl into his ear and a satisfying delight washes through your overheated body as he visibly shivers in response to your unspoken promise of a much more physical treat later in the evening
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12 Days of Kinkmas • Day 6: Praise - Farrell!Penguin x GN!Reader request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist • dividers minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: ok i will not lie this got away from me a little and is far less kinky than it is wholesome BUT isn't that the joy of a praise kink lmaoooo
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“God, you’re gonna look amazing in that, kid.”
“I’m not sure how this is going to look on me…”
The luxurious, gift-wrapped box on your lap was from the boutique you had admired from afar for so long. Each time you passed it, he had tried to take you in, promising to spoil you, to shower you in gifts, to buy you one of everything in the store or even four if that’s what you wanted. But you had declined each time, desperate to pull him away from the door. The problem wasn’t with the money, you knew he liked to spoil you. And you didn’t hate shopping that much, not when you had Oswald by your side. The issue was that they didn’t carry your size. They catered, at most, to mid sizes. Something you were used to by now.
And while it was true that they didn’t usually go up to your preferred size, that hadn’t stopped Oswald. He could see how desperately you loved the clothing in the store, and how obviously you wanted the silk robe in the window specifically, and had made a call to have them make you a custom one to your measurements. Still though, when you unfolded the tissue paper and held it up, it looked like it might be a little too tight. You were afraid that his efforts would have gone to waste, and despite feeling festive just moments before, your face fell into a familiar frown as the subject of your body and lack of confidence reared its head.
“What’s wrong, kid? You don’t like it? It’s from the right store, promise. I just had it custom made so it fit that great body perfectly.”
Sensing that you were falling into a spiral, he patted his lap, easing you onto it and settling you in as he placed his hands on your lower back and your thigh. Running his fingers along the curves of your sides, Oswald’s throat rumbled with a hum of pleasure. You laughed a little, trying to fight past the self-conscious thoughts that threatened to ruin the moment. But Oswald always knew the right thing to say, and not always intentionally. Any time he had you in his arms, his sweet compliments came out without him having to think about them. He loved seeing you blush, loved watching you loosen up, becoming more confident in your body, in your thickness, the way your body jiggled as he grabbed at you.
“You look great in anything, babe. You got the kind of sweet curves that just work with anything. And you’ve been so good this year, so good for me. You deserve this little gift, huh?”
He gestured towards the robe, taking it from you and placing the box back on the table.
“Try it on later, right now, I gotta spoil you with some more gifts to get that smile back.”
Oswald leant forward, picking up another box from under the tree and kissing your cheek as he passed it to you.
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xxchaosjojoxx · 4 days
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Just a little flirt - Penguin x Reader Part 2
A/N i was asked to write a second part so here it is. Thank you again for being nice on my first english fanfic ❤️ more love for our penguin boy Also i wanna try writing more and improve my english skills. So if you have any request or ideas, tell me if you want :3
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You ran into your shared bedroom with Ikkaku and slammed the door behind you. Heavenly breathing because of your little escape sprint.
“The fuck are you doing?” Ikkaku asked.
“N-Nothing.” You said and you began to move towards the ground for you to sit.
“Will you avoid Penguin for the rest of your life? Just talk to him.”
“I can’t ok?” You sighed and hid your face in your hands.
Ikkaku stand up and hugged you. “Y/N come on. It was an awkward situation for both of you. You guys should talk about it. “
“He hates me.” You sniffed. “He doesn’t hate you. He adores you. Everytime he looks at you, he is so cheerful and happy. It is nearly disgusting how your presence can turn him into a  giggling idiot.”
You looked up at Ikkaku. “He doesn’t adore me. He was just teasing me. And now he knows that I am interested in him and he is disgusted by it. I feel like a stupid little girl with a stupid little crush”
“Are you delusional? Maybe he ran away because he saw that you are interested in him and he couldn’t proceed with it.”
“We can never be friends again. I ruined our dynamic.”
Ikkaku groaned and shaked my shoulders. “Listen girl. Stop it. He has a crush on you. He won’t ever hate you, or despise you or anything else. Just tell him that you have feelings for him. And also a little crush? Your crush on him is huge. Although I always thought you would go for our captain. You two seem pretty close sometimes”
“Wait what? I mean, yeah the captain is quite handsome and smart. I could be interested in him...” You looked shyly away. “But Penguin is the one who got my heart. He is so cute and attractive. Very funny and still he is like a gentleman sometimes and tries to protect me from any harm. How could I not be interested in him? How could I be interested in anyone else?” You started smiling like Ikkaku.
“Everyone knows of your crush on Penguin. Except him…and maybe Shachi. So go to him. Tell him. I am sure he feels the same way about you and doesn’t wanna ruin your friendship by making a move.”
Ikkaku stood up and helped me to get on my feet. With encouraging words I was on my way to Penguin.
Penguin fell on his bed and groaned. “What happened? I thought you wanted to go to y/n.”
Penguin groaned even more. "Yeah, I was."
Shachi puts his comic away and looked at Penguin. “Did she reject you?”
“Nah,  I didn’t get the chance. Before I could knock I heard her and Ikkaku talking.”
Penguin moved his head to look at Shachi, who would give him a ‘Tell me about it’ look.
“Y/N has a crush on Captain Law.”
Shachi jumped off of his bed. “She what? Y’sure?”
Penguin changed his position so he could sit on his bed while hugging his pillow. “She said that Captain is quite handsome and smart and she could be interested in him. I left.”
“He IS pretty attractive and smart.”
Penguin threw a pillow against Shachi. “Not helpful.”
“Come on, Pen. That doesn’t mean that y/n isn’t crushing on you.”
“Are you nuts?” Pen’s voice got louder. “I was a total idiot. I made her uncomfortable. I was planning to make her blush and see her cute little smile. And not her being afraid and probably disgusted by me and avoiding me whenever she can.”
Penguin groaned even more.
“I don’t think y/n is afraid or disgusted. Maybe it was too much for her to handle. Maybe she couldn’t comprehend your high flirting skill.”
Penguin looked defeated. He stood up and sighed heavenly.
“It doesn’t matter anymore. Even if we talk about it and work it out, she isn’t interested in me. I should let her go.”
“Pen..” Penguin opened the door. “I have night watch. See ya later.” And with that, he was gone.
The submarine was chilly and it was past midnight. You went looking for Penguin and Shachi informed you that he was on night watch tonight. You couldn’t wait any longer. You have to talk to him and embarrass yourself. Even if he didn’t accept your feelings for him, you want the two of you to stay friends at least. As you made your way towards Penguin you felt nervous.  There he was. Sitting on the ground, sighing and focusing.
You sat quietly beside him. ‘Great, he ignores me.’ You took a deep breath. With a tap on his shoulder and a quiet “Pen?” he nearly jumped away from me.
“Oh gosh y/n. Do you wanna kill me?”
“I’m sorry. I…ehh..maybe I should go.” You looked away and wanted to stand up.
“Wait please. I was just startled by it. My mind was blank.”
You both looked away.
“I am sorry.” You both said in union. As you looked at each other and said it at the same time, both of you had to laugh.
“Pen, I am sorry. If I had know that you would react like that, I wouldn’t even flirt back with you in the first place.”
Penguin stopped laughing and looked at you. His expression was sad.
“I shouldn’t have disturbed you like that. I am sorry.”
You sat there in silence. Unknown what to say. Can we just forget that this morning happened?” You asked nervously and Penguin felt hurt. ‘I knew she wasn’t interested in me at all’
“I should've never flirted with you to begin with. Sorry y/n.”
You felt a sting in your heart and you were about to cry.
“I didn’t mind it, you know? I just didn’t think that I grossed you out with me flirting back.”
Penguin looked at you, but your gaze was on the ground. Hiding from him
“I wasn’t grossed out. I just don’t understand why you flirt back if you have a crush on our captain.”
This was it. You looked up at him confused. “I don’t have a crush on Law. What are you talking about? I flirted back, because I thought that I can show you, that I mean it. But I now know that it was just a prank of you. I mean you tease me all the time. I interpret too much.”
You were blushing but couldn’t look away from Penguin. He was stunned. “You meant it? But what about Law? Are you toying with me right now?”
He wasn’t sure if it was a nightmare, a prank or whatever.
You took his hand in yours and he was looking at you with a blush on his face as well.
“I have no idea why you think I would be interested in Law.”
He gulped. Your hand was so warm and you looked pretty cute right now.
“I wanted to apologize. You talked with Ikkaku about Captain and I didn’t wanna interrupt you two.” Penguin looked away, while he scratched his neck with his free hand.
Realization hit you.
“You didn’t hear all of it?” You asked and he shrugged his shoulders.
With a deep breath to calm your nerves, you drew circles on his hand and he looked at you again.
“It’s true that I think highly of our captain. Yeah he is handsome, but he isn’t you.”
You blushed heavenly and  now cupped his face. He tried to hide his face with his hat even more. “Wh-What are you d-doing, y- y/n?”
“I’m telling you, that I have a huge crush on you. Captain Law is handsome and smart, but so are you. You are funny. I love your jokes. I adore you for so many things. You are brave and protective and-” You couldn’t talk anymore, because Penguin shut your mouth with his lips.
He was kissing you softly. After a few seconds, it was way too short, he was looking at you sheepishly. “Sorry for not being respectful. I know it’s not nice to interrupt someone who talks, but I couldn’t handle all those things you said to me.”
“Pen, are you embarrassed?”
Pen blushed even more. His red head was shining in this darkness.
“Of course I am embarrassed. How could I not?” Penguin looked at you and smiled. “You told me so many nice things to describe me, I have no idea why you said it.  And you also told me you have a crush on me.”
It was your turn to look away and hid your face behind your hands.
Penguin softly took your hands so he could face you again.
“I also have a huge crush on you. You are wonderful and cute. Your bright smile makes my day. This morning, I ran away because I thought you hated me. I wanted to kiss you so bad back there, but you looked so afraid and yet like you wanted it to happen. I was confused.”
You smiled a little. “It was like a novel I read. I love those actions in a story. But experiencing this in real life was exciting and intense. Especially if it happens with a very cute and handsome man.” I giggled and winked at him.
He hid his red face again under his hat and laughed as well. “Oh shut up you”
“Make me”
As soon as I spoke the words, I felt a pair of lips on mine again.
The kiss was like him. Sweet and gentle.
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randoimago · 11 months
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“I don’t think you’re weird. I think you’re cute.” for Copperhead, Penguin, Scarecrow and Killer Croc, please?
“I don’t think you’re weird. I think you’re cute.”
Fandom: Batman Universe
Character(s): Oswald Cobblepot (Penguin), Jonathan Crnae (Scarecrow), Waylon Jones (Killer Croc)
Type of Request: Sentence Scenarios
Note(s): I didn't include Copperhead because it wasn't specified if you wanted the Arkham Origins Copperhead or OG Copperhead since I believe Origins is one of the only times Copperhead is depicted as a woman and I didn't know your preference.
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Killer Croc
Waylon has half a mind to bite down on your neck or something to see if you think he's cute then. I mean, what the hell is wrong with you to think he's cute?
Don't get me wrong, he appreciates you trying, but he knows you're lying to him. He knows he's a nasty piece of shit so no need to butter him up.
Let him be the one to compliment you about appearances. You can treat him nicely in other ways.
Penguin
Gives you a scoff and amused smirk at your comment. You really think he's cute? He's got a broken bottle lodged in his damn head, and you find that cute?
Honestly wonders what other crackpot compliments you have for him. Are you going to say his waddle is cute too? That his accent is the right amount of cockney for ya?
Despite his sarcasm and mockery, he does appreciate you trying to compliment him. It does boost his ego a tad.
Scarecrow
Scarecrow chuckles a bit in amusement at your comments before he moves closer to you, asking if you think nightmares are cute too. Perhaps the fact that he drugs people to make them go insane is adorable as well.
Really does try to unnerve you at your comment. Not because he's insulted, but because he wants to see if he can use your words against you a bit. He'd love to see what sorts of reactions he can get.
It isn't mentioned rather the reader is just a friend or significant other for this request, but the threats would be a tad false (depending on his mood) if you are his S/O. He still likes to scare you a bit though.
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blakeswritingimagines · 11 months
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Sweet Nothings
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Joker: "My dear I'll be with you forever. You and me we're going to change this rotten city. You deserve the best and I'm going to give it to you. Anything you want… is yours. How's that sound, sugar?"
Harley Quinn: "Anything you desire. Whatever your little heart desires. We'll spend eternity together being the stars that Gotham deserves. Anything you could possibly want is yours. I'll make you the goddess/god you deserve to be."
Catwoman: "I love you more than I can ever say. Every day I’m with you is a reminder of how lucky I am to have found you. I will always be there for you and I want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter what you need or want, you will always be my top priority. I love you so much and I can’t imagine what life would be like without you."
Riddler: "You make me feel safe and loved and I am so grateful for you. You are someone who makes me want to be better and I want to make you proud. You are an amazing, wonderful person and I will always be there for you no matter what. I love you."
Penguin: "Oh your eyes are like two burning embers, glowing and shimmering in the night. Your smile lights up the room and warms my heart your laugh is like music. You're the definition of perfection."
Scarecrow: "You’re my everything. My whole world. You’re so special, and I’m so lucky to have you in my life. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I love you so much. You make my life so much brighter and fuller and I can’t imagine my life without you by my side. You are my soulmate and I’ll never let anything or anyone take you away from me. I promise."
Deathstroke: " You're a real looker. Your smile, your eyes. You're just perfect… Your every move drives me wild. And I just want to have you near me right now. You belong to me, and I belong to you."
Bane: "My darling, I love the way you light up a room. I love your laugh and your smile. I love the way you make me feel when we’re together. There isn’t anything in the world that I wouldn’t do for you. You mean the world to me and I just want you to know that I will always be by your side, no matter what."
Mr. Freeze: "I love you. I can't imagine this world without you. You complete me. I'm nothing without you. I've been waiting for you and now you're here with me…I just can't believe it."
Two-Face: "You make me want to be a better man. You deserve the world, and I'm going to fight to give it to you. Anything and everything that you need…. I'll be here for you. That's a promise."
Poison Ivy: "You are beautiful. A flower among weeds. When I look at you, I'm reminded of all the things worth fighting for. "
Killer Croc: "My days are only bright and brilliant when you are around. And I know you feel the same way. We belong to each other. Nothing, and no one, will come between us."
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Any rogues react on the fact that their S/O in past repeatedly frauded IRS and tell something like "if you want advice or two, feel free to ask".
Joker
Jaw drops. At first, he is scared. Are they not afraid? But then he realizes who he has on his side.
Gets on his knees. TEACH HIM!
Would be in awe and tell other Rogues how badass his new S/O is.
He has notebook where he writes everything down, it's like having a class.
Black Mask
Ha, nice one doll. IRS honesty is scared of him after what he did last time they tried to get his money so he isn't in need of it.
Still finds it admirable.
Penguin
Well, well, well. Does they need a job? He needs a good secretary for his money.
Will take their advice.
Pretty proud of them.
Poison Ivy
Fuck with corporation? Sign her up.
She finds it cute. Her little terror.
Would tell the tips to Sirens.
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tmedic · 1 year
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Little Black Classics arrived!! Im sooo happy!!! 🖤
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