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nicorobinmywife · 11 months

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It's not going anywhere

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender neutral] Reader Words: ~ 3 300 Summary: You were a slave to the Celestial Dragons, saved by Zoro, who decided to make you part of the crew and help you adjust to the new life. Tags: Loving Zoro / Very boyfriend content / Fluffy ending <3

Requested by anon "I want to request Zoro x Male reader. Male reader was a slave (...)"

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It was weird, to be honest. Not uncomfortable, but curious and unsettling. You had spent so long serving those stupid Celestial Dragons that you had forgotten what living was actually like, which sometimes made you feel angry knowing how much time you’d lost. It was no use being angry now, though. Not with having found a new family. There was no need to waste more time.

A sigh escaped your lips as you observed the deck below and the vast sea, sitting on the wide seat along the walls of the Crow’s Nest. It was a sunny day, with the sunlight reflecting on the sea water and making the weather a little humid. Nami had promised you would stop at an island to enjoy the weather if you had the opportunity, but Luffy, Chopper, Usopp and Frank just put together a pool on the deck to have fun either way. Sanji prepared some cold drinks he had delivered around and didn’t fail on coming to the Crow’s Nest to deliver some to you while throwing rude words at Zoro. It was funny.

The thought of the crew made you smile. They didn’t look down on you or act as if you didn’t exist.

A groan and a slamming sound made you look away to see Zoro breathe heavily, with his hands on his waist and looking down at the barbell. “You can go down there, you know,” he said breathlessly. “It’s not like you’re stuck here or anyone will yell at you.”

“I know.” You smiled a little. Zoro was just one man, a single person, that could take all the guards and the Celestial Dragon by himself—you weren’t sure if it was just to save you, but he did so either way and you were happy he had taken you with him. He’d never answer why, though, but no one else complained. “I just like being here with you.”

Zoro raised an eyebrow at you, but clicked his tongue with a smile, shaking his head. “Won’t you drink more?” He pointed to the tray that Sanji had left on the ground. The jar was halfway filled and ice cubes still floated in it.

“I...”

“You can have all you want.” He sighed and moved over to serve himself some of the juice, also making a motion to offer to serve more for you, but you walk over there and serve it yourself.

Whatever Sanji put in it, it was so good! You tried not to drink it all at once, but, fuck, it had been forever since you were able to eat and drink things that tasted decently and weren’t spoiled! It was almost impossible getting enough of it and—

“Oi!” Zoro said and then you could feel a hand on the back of your neck, pulling you back a little. “It’s not going anywhere! No need to rush!” The sudden voice made you inhale and start choking, so he immediately took the cup away from your hands and patted your back a little. “Damn, I—”

With a gasp, you immediately bowed down, pressing your eyes shut to be ready for a slap or something. “S—Sorry, sir—”

A hand on your shoulder brought you up again immediately. “I told you you don’t need any of that bullshit here.” Zoro handed you your glass again and grabbed the jar to serve you more juice. “It’s just... You don’t need to eat and drink so fast. It’ll give you a stomachache or something at some point and that’s not gonna be good.” His gaze didn’t meet yours the whole time, and his face was a little flushed while sweat still trickled down his skin, but you couldn’t observe for a lot longer; he clicked his tongue and you looked down to see some of the drink spilled down on the ground.

Only having one functional eye did have him struggling with the notion of depth when it was not regarding fights. You gently placed a hand over his wrist to guide the jar over the glass properly. His skin was warm. It was almost disappointing to let go so he could put the jar away.

“Thank you,” you whispered, refraining yourself from saying or doing anything wrong again. Talking without all those honorifics was hard. So was not cleaning and serving everyone else. Your hands trembled a little as you watched Zoro drag closer the cloth he used to clean the sweat away from the ground to clean the drink he had spilled. You could tell he knew; he knew what you worried about and what you held yourself back from doing, but still, he just smiled when your gazes met.

“Be careful this time.”

Zoro continued training for most of the day while you sat there. Calm days without needing to get up all the time felt like a blessing. The way you didn’t have rags as clothes nor did your muscles hurt all the time. No bruises or scratches covered your body anymore. Sometimes you would catch yourself touching your neck out of habit and the fact there was no collar anymore made you so happy; something stirred in your chest and you wanted to do everything, run, jump, hug everyone. Or just be. It was so peaceful to just sit there and observe the others, too.

Zoro was a quiet person, so it was peaceful to be around him, but it was easy to find someone else to have a nice talk with whenever you were in the mood. Chopper, Franky, Usopp, Brook and Luffy were really funny while Nami would talk to you about good islands to visit. Robin once in a while would tell you about her research while Sanji would talk about simply anything if you showed up to keep him company as he cooked. Being a taste tester for him was great.

No matter what, Zoro ended up being your favorite person to spend time with, easily. Either for the fact he had saved you or the way he treated you, it was very enjoyable to even just sit there with him in the Crow’s Nest while he just worked out or napped. He encouraged you to try working out with him once, but... it wasn’t a good idea, at least not yet.

“I think lunch is ready, Zoro.” You mumble, faintly hearing Sanji shout at Luffy, most likely to wait for everyone else. It was a routine, apparently.

“Oh?” Zoro dropped his weights again with a sigh. “Well then, let’s eat.”

Not everyone was at the kitchen yet when you got there, but Sanji was already finishing setting the pots at the table and the food smelled good as always. Chopper, Usopp, Luffy and Franky were already there as you’d heard earlier, and Nami sat at the counter, clearly not wanting to get involved in their messy fight over stopping Luffy from eating just yet.

Their loud banter had you a little intimidated, afraid anyone would accidentally elbow or kick you, but you quickly rushed forward seeing Zoro already taking a seat. You were about to sit down next to him when Usopp sat there instead, too caught up in laughing with Luffy to notice. Hell, what were you supposed to do now? Would he be annoyed if you asked him to sit there? For sure. You didn’t want any of them to dislike you or—

“Idiot!” Zoro clicked his tongue and hit Usopp on the head. “(Y/n) sits there! Haven’t you learned that?”

Usopp gasped, face falling as he held the bump on his head and stood up from the seat. “Sorry, (y/n)-chan.” He said with a faltering voice, bowing a little, but he quickly went back to normal once he noticed the rest laughing at him.

You suppressed a chuckle by smiling, and finally sat down next to Zoro, nodding in a silent ‘thank you’.

“Today I prepared some special meals!” Sanji set a pot on the free space on the table with a smile. “It’s not everyday that I prepare those dishes, so enjoy. Don’t forget to save some space for the dessert either! I’m sure you’ll love what I prepared with the fruits we got from the last island!”

“Really? Thanks so much, Sanji!” You smile wide, already excited to start eating. Sanji prepared food that was way better than whatever you could manage to snatch from the Celestial Dragons’ feast. And the best part was that you could eat all you want.

Sanji chuckled and patted your shoulder lightly before he walked away once again to come back with the drinks this time, but not without kicking Luffy on his way and telling Franky to go call Brook and Robin. Waiting patiently was an easy task, though, giving all the time you spent standing next to tables watching the others feast.

You sighed, driving your eyes away from the food to watch Zoro picking at his hand. He must've sensed your gaze, raising an eyebrow at you then following your gaze to his hands.

“Calluses.” Zoro justified, showing his palm; you brought it closer to inspect. It had calluses both from the weight lifting and handling his swords. Your hands had calluses from the forced, harsh word. The sight of it made him frown a little, but you smiled as if to silently tell him not to worry.

His hand was big compared to yours. You pressed your palm to his, just observing how bigger his hand was, then you held it to turn it over. The back of his hand had scars, but they were white lines hard to see if you didn’t pay any attention, along his knuckles and fingers, and... His touch was also very warm. Not a lot of people touched you gently and even fewer made you feel that way, like something was bubbling in your chest. You blinked and looked at Zoro, but he also looked at your hands, with his cheeks flushed. Unfortunately, there was no time to question him about anything because Luffy startled everyone by shouting about food the moment the whole crew gathered.

“Want me to put some food for you?” Zoro asked, but you shook your head and did it itself.

Everything was so new. You had no idea how, but Sanji always managed to make the best stuff ever and it was hard to hold yourself back from eating almost like Luffy did, just unable to keep up with his speed, but you just wanted more and more.

“Oi! What did I tell you?” Zoro held onto the back of your neck again. “It’s not running away!”

You immediately took a pause, swallowing the food you already had in your mouth to look at Zoro with pleading eyes, but all he did was to roll his eyes.

“If you get a stomachache...” He said in a warning tone, going back to eat.

Instead of just shoving it all in your mouth, you instead started to eat it slowly, which was difficult at first, but you slowly got used to it, taking a moment to enjoy each bite of Sanji’s food and each sip of the juice.

“How do you like it, (y/n)?” Sanji asked with a smile from across the table.

You thought for a moment and nodded. “It’s perfect! Never had anything better not even when I stole food from the Celestial Dragon’s feast!” You chuckled, watching him widen his eyes before his gaze softened with a smile.

“Sanji’s food really is the best!” Luffy said, followed by something you couldn’t really understand through all the food in his mouth; something that immediately earned him a hit on the head by Sanji yelling about good manners.

The hit, however, made Luffy elbow a glass and spill some of the juice on the table. It was a reflex; you gasped and stood up, only stopped by a hand holding onto yours. Zoro didn’t even stop eating, just shooting you a look. His hand didn’t let go once you sat down again, only doing it when you finally relaxed—because Sanji made Luffy clean it himself—and went back to eating. You looked at him for a moment, but he didn’t return the look, continuing to eat.

The day went by rather calmly and the night eventually fell, bringing chilly breezes that didn’t do much other than cooling down the weather a little, hence it continued warm. You could already feel the tiredness heaving your eyelids when you left the kitchen after having helped Sanji with the dishes, but instead of heading to the quarters, seeing the Crow’s Nest lights still on made you change your route at the same moment.

No one else walked on the deck and it was already kind of dark, only with the light of the galley and of the Crow’s Nest illuminating around, and the faint loud talk coming from downstairs cut under the sound of the waves.

You started climbing the ladder to the Crow’s Nest for the thousandth time that day, smiling in relief when you finally reached it. Zoro’s head immediately turned to you and he furrowed his eyebrows a little. He was sitting on the couch, taking care of his swords like he had the habit to. He only interrupted the silence when you sat down next to him.

“What are you doing here?”

“Making you company.”

“You know I’m on the night watch tonight.” Zoro sighed, shifting a little.

You shrug, gently grabbing the sheath of... Wado? Your fingers gently traced the patterns, observing it from close. “And?” The question had him hum in response, making you pout a little. “I don’t want to be alone tonight. I still have nightmares sometimes, you know that. You know I like spending time with you.” It was a reminder Zoro didn’t really need, but you felt like it was impossible to stress it enough. Still, it sounded a little pressuring, didn’t it? “But I can go—”

“Stay.” Zoro said simply, so you just sat there, making yourself comfortable next to him to watch him work on his swords. It was quiet and you didn’t seem to disturb his focus or anything, which made things quite enjoyable even if you were just sitting there doing something mundane.

You felt the urge to tell Zoro something. Sleep did want to get the best of you, but there was still something that didn’t sit right yet, and the way you couldn’t find the right position to sit against Zoro was somewhat a hint. Finally, he sheathed his swords again and set them aside, giving you the freedom to curl up against his side properly. Unlike the first few times ever, he didn’t tense up nor did his breath hitch this time, he just sat back on the couch and lifted his arm for you to press to his side and let it rest around you.

At first, you thought you had the urge to be near Zoro all the time and do these things because you had an extreme sense of gratitude towards him, but then it felt like... Something else. Zoro’s presence would make something stir in your chest and also give you that feeling you didn’t feel in forever—the feeling of not being afraid of your surroundings nor anyone else, of being able to sleep without fear of being awoken with a kick, or to make a mistake without worrying about a slap across your face. It was easy to feel home near him. You curled up closer to him to get more of that feeling or to calm it down a little because the way it grew made you believe your chest would burst.

Maybe Zoro noticed it. He had a good instinct when it came to you.

Zoro’s fingers played with your hair and massaged your scalp in a way that was so relaxing, almost compelling you to give in to the sleep already.

“Why don’t you lie down?” He nudged your side and pointed to the futon in the corner.

“No. It’s warm here.”

He sighed. “Are you cold? It’s warm tonight.”

“No.” You sighed, and he just let you be for a moment before he was shifting around so you’d have your head on his shoulder and legs thrown over his thigh. Quite comfortable. A soft hum escaped your lips in a wordless appreciation while you melted more against him, feeling his fingers continue to run against your scalp. “Zoro.”

“Hm?”

The words got caught in your throat, so you just hugged him more instead, taking a moment to bury your face in the crook of his neck. He had a specific smell. It was better when he did shower, which he started to do more often after some point.

“What’s it that got in you today?” Zoro nudged your side again, his voice carrying a teasing tone; your lips curled into a smile at the same time. “You know I’m not going anywhere.”

“Shhh...” You still held onto him tightly, which had him grumbling more under his breath. It made you giggle.

“Clingy.”

You giggled again. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.”

Zoro exhaled in the same tone he did when he smiled—the type he couldn’t help. “I never said that.” And that answer made you hum softly, pressing yourself closer.

It was good, sitting there with your eyes closed and just feeling everything; you couldn’t help even if your heart beat fast in your chest. Usually, you’d just curl up next to Zoro or lean against him, other times rest your legs on his lap because it was convenient, but never anything that... intimate. His fingers trailed down the back of your neck and rubbed the base of your neck gently, in a soothing motion.

“(Y/n).” He was the one to whisper this time, voice gentle. You hummed in response, but nothing came, only his persisting touch on the back of your neck until you finally pulled away enough to look at him, blinking a little since the lights felt too bright for a moment. He looked at you then reached out a hand, touching your cheek, and the simple touch already made a shiver run down your spine. His thumb ran against your cheek gently, but it also felt intense enough to make your breath stop in your throat. “You’re beautiful, you knew that?”

Your cheeks warmed up with that. “I—I...”

Pride laced the smile on his face. “Can I kiss you?”

The question made you want to ask why. Why would he want to kiss you? Like, ever. Still, that feeling in your chest twisted again, and you were nodding before you could notice it.

Zoro’s lips were warm. They also felt like home. His touch was so caring; intense and soft at the same time, hence you couldn’t help but to melt as you kissed him back gently, at first nervously, but something about the way he held you had you slowly melting into his touch. It was almost as if whatever you felt couldn’t be contained in your chest.

“Zoro,” you whispered, but caught his lips again with yours at the moment he hummed in response. His breath fanned on the space between your nose and your upper lip, with the faint smell of sake it usually had. He hummed again, deepening the kiss as his grip on your cheek grew firmer. Letting go wasn’t easy once you kissed. Even the short breaks for air seemed like forever, taking away precious moments you could spend with your lips pressed together.

Either way, you had to pull away at some point. Zoro could almost see stars in your eyes as you looked at him, which ended up making his cheeks flush as well and he sighed deeply, feeling as if a weight was taken off his chest. He only came back to reality when he felt your touch, hesitant and lingering over his jaw. Your fingers traced it and went down until he could feel them trace the scar that crossed his chest. The touch had him shivering this time, and he couldn’t help but chuckle before leaning in to give you another kiss.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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nicorobinmywife · 11 months

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KIMETSU NO YAIBA: MUGEN RESSHA-HEN (2021) — akaza vs. rengoku kyoujurou

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nicorobinmywife · 11 months

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Sleepy Boy- Law x GN!Reader

@easnowpw: His s/o trying to seduce him while he's so tires he falls asleep standing (he insists he's okay)

Thanks for requesting! I hope one of these days Law gets the rest he needs.

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"Babe, go to sleep." you saw as you cross your arms and looked up at your boyfriend.

He cracked an eye as he leaned on the wall. "I'm fine." he argued.

You rolled your eyes and looked around. It was nearing the end of day two of Strawhat's banquet. You knew that your boyfriend was anxious as to what possible chaos Luffy and the others could cause, but things were done for now at least. You guys had been battling for days and started partying immediately after. You thought that Law would have collapsed the moment the festivities started--a sure sign that things were fine. However, he had been up most of the time arguing with Luffy and Kidd, hiding from a spar-hungry Zoro, and begrudgingly dancing with Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin. You had even gotten some rest, so now it was time to drag Law to bed. His bags were damn near taking up half his face.

"You are not fine. Let's sleep." you argued. You then leaned your chest against his. "Are you really going to let me sleep by myself, again." you pouted. His eyes were closed and again and he let out a deep breath. "Baby, come on," you continued, "I even got a new treat to show you. If you stay out here, I'll forget about." Law barely moved.

You groaned and turned away. "Fine then, I'll go cuddle with Bepo." You started walking off, "Bepo!"

You then yelped as you were lifted onto a sturdy shoulder. "Fine, fine." he yawned. He kissed your hand as he headed towards the ship. There was a glimmer of hope that maybe you could try on that new outfit you got, but as soon as you came out the bathroom, you saw Law sprawled out on the bed snoring loudly.

You chuckled to yourself before climbing into his arms. This was nice too.

~~~

Thank you! I hope you like this.

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nicorobinmywife · 11 months

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IRON DEFICIENT LAW

Thinking about Iron deficient Law!who says he's fine and that he doesn't need his iron tablets because he's going to be sitting down all day anyway.

Iron deficient Law! who sees he's been studying his stupid doctor books all day and decides he needs something to eat.

Who stands up and walks one step before his vision goes blurry and black and he absolutely eats submarine floor.

Law! Who makes his way to the kitchen with a big welt on hid head mumbling about iron tablets angrily.

Now lets say hypothetically iron deficient Law had an Iron deficient S/O!

He's been sitting at his desk all day and you know for a fact he hasn't taken his meds, because you hadn't taken your meds.

You've been reading on the couch in his room all day and you know he hasn't moved an inch from his desk.

You hear him stretch and get up from his seat looking over to him as he faints.

Standing up quickly you go to check on him taking a few steps forward before meeting the floor of the submarine.

Now your both walking to kitchen as you complain to law about investing in carpet.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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Sooo it’s been about 12 years since I’ve written any kind of fanfiction… I never imagined I’d be getting back into it with One Piece, but here we are! I used a prompt from @sharkjana's fluffy list to shake the cobwebs off. ❤

Dreams ~ Sanji x GN!Reader

CW: None, just a ton of fluff. :) WC: 663

The creak of salt-sprayed wood and the rocking of waves against the hull were your lullaby tonight. Wrapped in a warm cocoon of sighs and gentle darkness, safe and secure in your comfortable bed. The full moon was high in the sky, filtering softly through the curtained porthole, casting everything in buttery shadows.

Its light barely revealed your form, snuggled under the covers and up against your lover. Sanji’s long, lean body stretched against yours, his hairy legs entwined with your smooth ones. From a distance one would think him wiry, but his usual crisp outfits hid a surprising amount of muscle and strength. You rubbed your hand along the corded muscles of his thigh, delighting in how powerful it was and how it twitched under your touch.

His chest rose and fell with a huff that puffed against your hair. Sanji buried his face in the crown of your head, muttering about you starting trouble again. In retaliation he ruffled his nose against your head, mussing your hair while he breathed in your scent. You chuckled lowly and pulled your head back to look at him in the dim light. Gently you tucked his silky blond hair behind his ear, getting a rare look at his full face. Sanji opened ocean blue eyes that took your breath away even in the darkness.

You gave him a small smile and raised your hand to tenderly cup his cheek, thumb brushing along the scruff of his chin in soothing patterns. Sanji’s large hand came up to cover yours, turning his head and pressing a kiss into your palm. You could feel your heart melting as it often seemed to do at his romantic gestures. You actually adored his sometimes over-the-top mannerisms in public, but you truly could not get enough of how serious and calm he could become when devoting all of his attention to you in private. The suave and confident demeanor he carried into battle was irresistible when he applied it to romancing you.

A blush rose along your cheeks that you didn’t think the night could hide, sure Sanji would notice. His hand moved to your face now, grinning a little when he felt the warmth there, and he pulled you in for a lingering kiss. You sighed in contentment as your lips met, a velvet kiss that was slow and sweet, a simmering warmth behind it; at the feeling of his slender fingers pressing into the back of your head, holding you in a subtle show of control that left you a little weak. Your own hands splayed against his broad chest, fingers reflexively digging into his shoulders. When you inhaled you could smell the sweet smoke of his last cigarette, as well as his subtle cologne and a hint of the dinner he had prepared tonight. It all surrounded you in an overwhelming burst of love and comfort as tangible as the blanket enveloping you both.

When the two of you pulled apart Sanji was staring at you with a similar sentiment shining in his eyes. “Je t’aime, ma chérie,” he whispered to you.

“I love you too, Sanji,” you whispered back, almost giddy with a sleepy happiness.

Seeing your eyelids drooping even as you struggled to keep them open, Sanji sighed and wrapped his arms back around your plush body, tugging you securely against his solid chest.

“Good night, love,” you tell him, “See you in the morning.”

“I miss you already,” Sanji murmured, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Sanji, we need to sleep at some point,” you replied, stifling a yawn as you did.

“Then I hope I see you in my dreams, my love.”

Your heart clenched at his sweet declaration, and you squeezed your arms tighter around his warm body, wanting to be even closer than you already were. The two of you drifted off to blissful rest, lulled by the rocking of the ship and the comfort of each other.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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How would op boys will comfort their s/o

Warning:SFW, Fluff, Some kisses,(Some mistakes so please ignore it)

Feat:Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Law, Kid, Killer

Luffy

—Luffy Will not be sure how to comfort you but he will try my best. He will try to give you a warm hug. Talking about how good and kind you are. Luffy will stay until your comfortable and when he feels that your ok.

Sanji

—Sanji Will give his best. He will be very sad to see you sad and uncomfortable. So he will do his best to make you smile and comfortable. He will cook all of the food you wanted even tho you didn't ask for it. He will say something good about you and it's just make you smile. Will stay at your side and will shower you with his love.

Zoro

—Zoro will try his best to comfort you. He will let you hug him tight. Will let you to tell him your problems and how you can't find solutions to it. Zoro will be patting your head telling that you can do it and he will be there to guide you no matter what. It's just makes you feel stronger and proud that there is someone who really cares for you.

Law

—Law will be listening to your problems. He will not speak until you give him a moment to. Law will try his best to give you the most of him and the best comfort he can give you. he will be there to support you and I guess he is the best man to give some advice. Law will be there until you feel comfortable and happy.

Kid

—Kid will know his limits when he knew that you have a problem or having some difficulties. He will stay at your side until you felt good and comfortable and there he will Start talking about the good things and why you should need to be happy.

Killer

—Killer will be one of the best comforter. Will let you lay down on his side and have a talk with him about what makes you feel uncomfortable and he knew how to comfort you very well. Will always say good things just for you to forget about your problems and it made you smile a lot that made you forget about the problem.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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Ello again! How would (sanji, zoro, law) react to meeting their male s/o arrogant ex? 🙏

a/n: of course, so sorry for the mix up 😭😭

reacting to their boyfriend's arrogant ex (Sanji, Zoro, Law)

masc reader, he/they law word count: 0.9k

Sanji

Sanji for all his life would never hope to even breathe so much as a bad word about women, not once had the thought ever cross his mind and he hoped it never would

Standing here and now, however, hearing this lady act so callously and insulting towards the love of his life, his light - a heat burns in his chest so unlike the passionate, loving flames he has for you

No, this one sears and pains him, it makes his stomach churn to hear your insecurities cattily being thrown in your face through the farce of 'sweet' backhanded compliments while you stood your ground, trying to keep things civil although it was clear that you wanted to put this interaction behind you as quickly as possible

It's the ever so tender "Sanji-kun?" and a little squeeze on his hand that breaks him out of his stupor, bringing Sanji to the realization that he'd been levelling a glare at this woman almost the entire time

If only looks could kill

He's quick to find the window of escape in the conversation and lead you away to some shade nearby and the tension in his shoulders finally eases when he sees you begin to relax

Sanji kisses your hands, your cheeks, apologizing for letting a situation like that drag on for as long as it did but all you do is run your thumb across his cheek and dazzle him with that gentle smile of yours, reassuring him that what mattered now was that they were both away from her and you have him here to protect you

You both lean in for a kiss, relieved and thriving in one another's company

Zoro

Out of the three, Zoro would absolutely be the first to get in this guy's face about it, putting some space between you and your ex by standing in front of you and putting on his meanest "Demon of the East Blue, Pirate King's Right Hand" mug

As a fighter and nakama, he's well aware that you can handle some shrimp on your own, but as a partner, he sensed your distress and immediately came to your aid with the intention to protect his man by any means necessary

You worry that it might get grizzly quick with how your ex taunts him and points out the flaws (both real and not) you had when he still had you - meanspirited, cruel, jabs at your character fully meant to rile him up for that satisfactory reaction of Zoro lunging at him like a wild beast for some twisted game in his head

Surprisingly, Zoro doesn't rise to the bait despite being quick to get between you and him, he does, however, lean into that man's face to tell him that he's a maggot not worth his blade if they were willing to stoop to such a place just to insult someone whose love slipped from their hands from callous neglect

Then he'd take your hand and walk away before any of it could escalate, finding a shaded bench some place to cool down and lean his head against your shoulder, mossy green hair tickling your face when you press kisses to it and thank him for defending your honor - only a slight twinge of teasing in your tone

But Zoro's too content to care, getting head scratches and kisses in the warm afternoon sun, knowing that you're alright after wordless but meaningful looks into each other's eyes, he feels a nap itching up his shoulders and my, your lap seems like a mighty fine pillow right about now

Law

Law, first and foremost, could not give less of a fuck about what some haughty loser has to say - the asshole could run his mouth until the cows came home and Law would just simply leave before he can get a second breath in because they don’t have to put up with any of this nonsense

In any normal circumstance, like if an upstart pirate was picking a fight, Law would just separate their torso from their legs and leave, maybe stick them to something stationary like a street light if they were feeling especially petty - so it really isn’t all that different here

The moment it affects you and Law sees that you’re visibly or implicitly upset, however, he’s quick to react

Had you no qualms with direct violence being used on your ex, Law wouldn't hesitant to swap his head with his ass and the both of you could laugh while watching him stumble around with a chair for a head; or maybe he'd just mes their heart out for his darling and relish in that punk's pained squirming whenever you gave it a cute little squeeze

If for what ever reason you were averse to it, though, Law would simply verbally flambe them and read filth to, well, filth, one arm around your waist and their free hand showing an accusatory index finger for the offending person to get out of your sight

With the threat neutralized and long gone, Law expects a little more affection than usual since they're in a good mood, your heart swoons, jumping at the opportunity to kiss your partner in public and show off just how much they mean to you - a secret part of you thrives on being able to proudly show others that Law was wholly yours, especially after running into a fool, in your captain's words, who'd previously taken your devotion for granted

But more importantly, Law wants their man to treat them to a bear cone from the ice cream parlor around the corner and you're more than happy to oblige

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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I just feel the need to say that I love your Law stories. I keep rereading them. 😓🙏🩷

Omg thank you so much my friend, i'm glad you enjoy my work 😭😭❤❤

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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Admiral, my Admiral

Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x [gender neutral] Admiral! Reader Words: ~ 2 500 Summary: An unusual relationship that starts with a deal. Tags: no talk to him (ace) he angy / he gets to be babied tho / um, there's angst if you don't mind

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• Ace could remember passing out during a fight. His division wasn’t able to defeat the marine because they happened to run into a fucking strong division

• He tried his best to fight, but he just ended up getting weak when the spear of Sea-prism stone touched his chest and there was nothing else he could do, not even burn the ship so he would die uncaught, in the bottom of the sea; the last thing he could see was the fucking admiral walking towards him before he passed out. Where did the admiral come from, anyways?

• He woke up in a room he didn’t recognize, but could feel the familiar movement of the sea under him, so he was a little relieved he hadn’t been taken anywhere on land. Or maybe it was actually worse, if he thought well

• The whole place was too... patterned. Minimalist. It seems like a guest room and, when he leaves the room, the place keeps the same dark gray, white and blue colors. He keeps going until seeing a sign with the Marine symbol on it makes him shout and try to start lighting everything on fire until he notices the anklet on his leg and it is made out of that goddamned stone

• It is stupid, but he still jumps on you in an attempt to kill you with his bare fists at the moment he finds you at the desk only to be sent flying into the sea with a kick and rescued by your subordinates

• Ace is so full of anger, so small compared to you as he stands on the deck and stares at you—if only looks could kill...—while you don’t even bother to order him to be chained or anything. He feels like he will combust when you look at him and have the audacity to grin

• Your subordinates seem to know something that Ace doesn’t, but none of them pipe a word about it, all of them always talking the minimum possible with him and ignoring his comments whenever they get him food. He almost feels like when he was taken in by Whitebeard all over again, but this time, the feeling isn’t exactly welcoming because the only one being nice to him there is the fucking admiral, even if you can get on his nerves with your sarcasm and superiority complex. That is living hell

• At first, he thinks you will execute him—doesn’t happen. Then, you’re probably taking him to some headquarters to make him prisoner or something—also wrong. He tries to bribe one of your subordinates into telling him, but it never happens; not like he has anything that may interest them

• All he needs to stop fussing around so much is a letter from Garp telling him to trust you; not really the most convincing thing, but surely does leave a thought in the back of Ace’s head

• If you don’t kill him and have a goal, then the logic is simple; you need Ace alive, so you won’t kill him even if he’s the most insufferable fucker in the whole world

• Spending a few weeks on your ship does make Ace soften, though. He ends up finding himself in late night talks with you on the deck because, as much as he doesn’t want to chat, your sweet talk does keep him going. Not to mention the way he finds comfort in you, somehow

• Ace softening up doesn’t mean peace. His way of showing he is more comfortable around you resolves itself around Ace suddenly falling asleep in the most inconvenient spaces and following you around while making the most annoying comments. It doesn’t matter that you’re an Admiral and the power you have—he will get on your nerves because that’s just how he is, even more knowing he won’t get killed no matter how much he annoys one of the strongest, best known marines and warriors out there

• “What’re you doing?” “...Paperwork.” “Well, that I can see. What’s it about, though? Can I see the files about me? You better have everything right. I’m sure my bounty would be higher if you knew everything I’ve done!” “Why don’t you go take a nap or something? Leave me alone, fire boy.” “You’re so annoying! I can’t even—” You look up from your papers and he is... sleeping again. Okay.

• “You must be receiving a great amount to be taking care of me.” “Oh, I wish I were...”

• The relationship between you two turns into something like; Ace: Yo, I’ve broken about 20 important things, almost sank your ship again and made one of your subordinates almost give up on being a Marine You: I know this and I love you

• Ace is a little suspicious if you really have any real destiny—you’re sailing without stopping at any island for longer than a couple of days and never going to any of the headquarters. Are you going against the rules and acting in secret? Really??? For real??? Damn it, someone for once should tell Ace a word about what’s going on. Not only would half of his doubts go away, but also something interesting would happen in that godforsaken ship before he went crazy

• Although, watching the admiral is quite interesting. Well, the admiral is quite interesting...

• He grows quiet for a while, spending some days processing how you are always checking on him every morning and every night before he goes to sleep, sometimes bringing you food in person and spending some of your time with him

• Why do you want to know if he is emotionally okay and has everything he needs? It's almost like you care

• Then there are those long, uncomfortable silences in which he doesn't know what to do because, maybe unintentionally, those little comments of yours and light smirks have his face turning bright red and something stirring inside his chest

• How did he even allow the admiral to get into his head like that? He can't let it continue this way, though

“(Y/n)!” Ace whined as he walked into your office and didn’t even care about what you were doing before he threw himself on your lap, holding onto your shoulders as he dramatically leaned back.

“Ace—”

“I am afraid I am about to die! Your ship is so, so boring and your subordinates never talk to me!” He closed his eyes, making a face as if he were under a lot of pain—or at least trying to—, with no regard for the documents he almost made you ruin. “Like, why can’t they give me the combination to the vault? Or let me mess with the sails? That’s no fun!”

You would’ve chuckled if Ace weren’t being so obnoxious, so you just leaned back on the chair and observed him; he pouted at the silence and sat up properly on your lap. He takes in a breath, but you never allow him to voice whatever it is.

“Look, I am throwing you in the sea if you continue like this!”

“As if!” Ace chuckles. “You can’t k...”

Oh, it can’t be. Still, the soft snoring that comes from Ace confirms your theory and you roll your eyes, bouncing your leg lightly.

“Oi! What do you think you are doing, Ace?” You finally let go of your pen and your papers, shaking Ace a little. “Get lost, fire boy! I already forbid you from interrupting me while I’m on my paperwork! Why don’t you go read the books I lent you, hm? Go sleep in your room, at least. In the kitchen. I don't care.”

“It’s no fun without you.” Ace groaned, and you couldn’t help but to smirk and raise an eyebrow; a red tone took over his cheeks. “I—I mean, you’re the one who—”

“The one who?” You nodded for him to continue, resting your cheek against your palm. “Go on.” Ace exhaled, pressing his lips together as he looked away, and the lack of answer made you chuckle while wrapping an arm around his torso. “Oh, you don’t know what to do now that you have my full attention? Just wasting my time? I gave you rules to stay on my ship, Ace.” Your fingers held onto his jaw so he would look at you. “And I—”

Lips pressed to yours interrupted your words. Ace’s lips. You couldn’t help but to kiss back because he kept pressing his lips to yours for a few seconds, dismissing your hesitance, and even daring to hum softly once you started to kiss him back.

None of you stop. It started a chain of kisses that was enough to make you forget about your paperwork, lost in kissing the lips of a filthy pirate that fell in your hands because of a deal. Both of you had this same feeling; the spark of knowing that this was wrong and forbidden was what ignited your feelings for each other. Ace’s lips tasted like the sea, like the sweets he was eating earlier, but also tasted like freedom. A little bit of power that you had over the Marine and the World Government because no matter what you did, you knew no one would agree to have you dismissed from the Marine and they couldn't control every single action of yours.

Your fingers hooked with the hair on the back of Ace’s head to pull him away from the kiss a little. “You are down bad,” you mumbled into his ear.

• Once, Ace hears you talking to Sengoku. He sees you in your office, back to the door and with a den den mushi in hand. Your voice is calm, but not the sort of calm like you are when you raise an eyebrow at Ace then shrug in dismissal before you tell him to do whatever he pleases, no; it is the type of calm when your subordinates do something you don’t like, so you suppress your annoyance to long glares and pursed lips

• “No...” You say to the snail, “I am busy. I won’t be there for the next meeting. You already know my position in this. It is the same as Garp’s. And you know I haven’t seen Fire First. I would’ve reported already. Has he disappeared or something? You haven’t heard a thing about him for weeks.”

• And he doesn’t listen anymore. He doesn’t want to. Either way, it is enough to change the context again, from “stop locking me here” to “thanks for keeping me safe”

• You don’t understand what’s up with Ace being softer around you, but it is well welcomed. There’s something sweet about how he places a chair next to your desk and folds his arms over the table with his head on them, quietly observing you work until he falls asleep

• Actually, one night, Ace knocks on your bedroom’s door. He just walks past you and collapses on the bed at the moment you open the door. And fuck. That boy’s audacity. Whatever. It’s nice to hold onto something while you sleep

• And the fact your subordinates will walk into you making out with Ace on your lap while you’re in your office and just ignore what is happening is just... Hell, you love it

• There’s a whole new routine with Ace by your side

• The moment Ace has to leave comes quicker than you expected. It’s already time for you to return to your usual admiral duties and also for Ace to go back to the sea because there’s no longer a threat

• He can’t believe that keeping him was a whole plan to keep him safe while you, Garp and a few others did your best to convince the Marine that Portgas D. Ace was not a threat, so he shouldn’t be executed

• Ace is at loss of words, unable to formulate a thanks that’s genuine enough and expresses all of his feelings because you only fucking let him know about it when you’re dropping him at an island where Whitebeard already awaits for him. He wants to cry, to hug you, to kiss you, to ramble about how thankful he is, all at the same time—but he can’t

• You chuckle at how lost he seems, grinning happily and telling him he can go because he is safe now

• Ace doesn’t leave without giving you a kiss, a deep one

• What seemed to be a short-term thing, ends up leaving your hearts aching for more once you’re away from each other, in the sea. It is risky, it is dangerous, difficult to manage, even, but you’re picking Ace up in a random island to spend the night with you whenever you are able to, with excuses to the marine that you ended up letting him escape because your priorities were others. Sometimes he will just show up randomly with that devilish smirk on his face

• As much as you’re an admiral, your little relationship does reach the Marine’s eyes and ears, and it doesn’t seem to help them in the slightest bit because you’re not only with one of their highest potential enemies; your behavior also encourages other pirates a little too much, as if it gives them some sort of excuse or extra freedom. You’d always been a little rebel considering the Marine and World Government’s rules, so maybe you’ll go a little too far soon—if you haven't already

• Getting rid of Ace wouldn’t mean just getting rid of a big threat—it also would have you under the Marine’s control once for all

• First of all, the Marine can’t get rid of an admiral so powerful like you, so it isn’t a choice to dismiss or execute you, so that leads to Ace. Given the way you are lovesick, getting rid of Ace will teach you a lesson—and a lesson to every other marine and pirate as well—, and your head will be focused on doing your job. You won’t rebel against the only people who know your weaknesses and help you be stronger

• The new census doesn’t need you and Garp to vote; it doesn’t matter what a small biased minority things about such a threat

• You already suspect what's going on when they send you across the ocean, and it gets worse when they start to guide you to a weird island you’ve never seen before

• Held. You’re being held across the ocean because they know you can save Ace if you have the opportunity, because you’re too precious to be wasted for such an insignificant matter. You’ll just be force– I mean, invited to a confidential meeting later to establish that your relationship with Ace will be forgiven and forgotten since they know it won’t happen again and you’re such a great admiral that they can’t risk losing you. You will have to sign a few documents and be under constant watch for a few months after it

• For now, you will just sit in this cold cell knowing your love is being executed

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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Hi 😉

I hope you’re doing well, Nico!

I'd like to request something in which (maybe male?) Reader (a strawhat) has a crush on Law despite the two having an age gap. Like, law being 26 while reader is 19. Something about him being all protective over reader until they confess. Law being all smirky while reader gets a little shy

No problems if you can't write it, tho!!!

Have a good day!! 😁

A little Crush | Law x Male Reader.

(A/N): hello! Hope you're doing well too, my friend!!

Ever since Luffy started an alliance with the captain of The Heart Pirates you haven't taken your eyes off him.

do you have a little crush on him? yes, who doesn't?

you and Law got really close, he even claims he likes you better because you're not as annoying as Luffy and the others.

you like how Law is comfortable with you, he tells you things he would never say to others and you appreciate the closeness between you and him.

but the real problem is that although Law is kind and protective of you, you fear that he only sees you as "a little brother."

you didn't want Law to see you that way, okay, he might be a few years older than you, he might be more mature, but that's what you liked about him, he always made you feel so safe.

one day you got tired of this whole situation and you needed to get it off your chest, you decided to admit your little crush to Law, hopefully he won't ignore your existence the next day.

"a little crush?-ya?" Law laughs at you and shakes his head, his eyes still locked into yours, that small smirk is now a wider grin.

"I know you see me as your little bro and you're a few years older than me, but I want to be honest with how I feel about you." a red hue of embarrassment rises into your cheeks, he still staring at you, smirking, you wanted so badly to wipe that smirk off his face.

Law chuckles at you again and nods his head, as if accepting,no,approving your words. He smiles at you and his emerald eyes twinkle in the light above as this small, tender smile appears on his face

"and what are those feelings, y/n-ya?" he asks you, as if truly trying to understand.

"i-i...i love you...i have feelings for you...damn it.." you try to find the right way to express yourself but you keep struggling with your own words as Law watches you blush with an amused smile.

Law tilts his head to the side, a little startled by your boldness for a moment, then you see it, his deep smile appears, his emerald eyes look into yours, full of love, compassion, admiration.

"y/n-ya...you're really..." his voice breaks into a laugh,a soft sound, but you hear it. His heart beating, a strong, heavy noise, his chest rising, his smile broadened, you suddenly see what you have always seen, behind that calm facade, that stoic demeanor.

he slowly moves forwards and kisses you, his arms wrap around your waist tightly, holding you close to his chest, his emerald eyes still locked into yours, the passion, the love, the desire, all there in them, you quickly return the kiss, showing how much you've been waiting to feel the taste of his lips.

This small kiss turns into a more impassioned one, he grabs you by the waist and pulls you closer to him, he kisses you fiercely yet lovingly at the same time, like you're the air that he breathes, like his heart is beating only for you.

"so...you like me too?" you ask breathlessly with your face still close to his, not believing that it was really happening and fearing that this was another one of your silly dreams about you and Law.

"You are...my...everything" he says the words slowly, as if trying to savor them, as if they are the most precious thing he has ever said and he is trying to drink in each syllable, to remember the feeling, the sound, to never forget this moment.

your eyes filled with tears and a big smile appeared on your lips, you threw yourself into his arms, feeling that this is the happiest day of your life.

Law pulls you even closer as you do, his embrace is firm and protective, his arms move down to your hips and he picks you up without the slightest effort, holding you by your hips as he lifts you to his level, his head right above yours.

Law kisses your forehead and then your nose, as if showering you with kisses. Your heart is racing like crazy, there is so much love between you two,and it makes you feel all warm and safe, it just feels right.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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Hey hey! I'm not new here but I am quite shy!!

I'm a little buzzed though so hehehehehe ╮⁠(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠╭

If it's okay, could I ask for Sanji's reaction to a male s/o wearing his shirt? Maybe it's a tad too big? XP

Sanji's just.. filled with love? Sorry I'm a little hehehehehehe

a/n: liquid courage to help the tumblr asking go down!! thank you for sending this in and enjoying my work from the shadows 💕

(i'm adding some north blue boys for space filler under the cut if you don't mind <33)

reacting to their boyfriend wearing their shirt (Sanji, Drake, Law)

masc reader, he/they law word count: 0.5k

Sanji

Like you said, anon, he's completely filled with love <3

Sanji whines and twirls for you at the drop of a hat for no particular reason on the average day anyway, but for this? Shit, he might have to actually sit down for a minute

When you roll your eyes and lightly whack his shoulder for the theatrics, Sanji takes ahold of your hands to press the gentlest of kisses against them, you note how the scruff on his upper lip tickles your skin

He'd take a moment to spin you slowly admiring you in his loose dress shirt in the blushing morning light, pulling you close for even more kisses in his lap when he simply can't take having even an inch of space away from you

He's completely and utterly smitten with you, hiding the heat radiating from his face in your shoulder before his own embarrassing thoughts can get the best of him, but would you really have it any other way?

Drake

The first time he sees it, Drake doesn't quite know how to process this information - tangled up in the sheets, a few loose strands of hair framing your face, and the comfy dino shirt he usually wore to bed on days off adorning your sleeping figure instead

He may or may not have blown a fuse from the cuteness

It's not that you're small by any means, the average man's height with decent bulk, but Drake is just, well - huge, standing at 7'7, the guy does tower over most regular folk quite a bit ('regular' people in the Grand Line need not apply)

So its natural that his clothes leave more than a little bit of room for you to swim in

It's not hard to make him a flustered mess to begin with, but with this added bonus, you tease him to no end - walking around the house in just his ratty old sleep shirt all day, cuddling in his lap while wearing it, trying on different things from his wardrobe and then asking your dino boyfriend's opinion on how you look - truly, you'll be the death of him

Law

They're unamused, at least on the surface, that you keep stretching out their hoodies

There's no doubt whenever Law gets a new sweater or shirt that it'll hang awkwardly on them within the next few months (it needs some time before it starts to smell like him, of course)

Law pulls your ear and gives you the patent 'angry kitty' stare and pretends to push you away when you want cuddles for doing this, but they can never stay too mad at you for long

Eventually, Law starts to buy clothes that are a little bigger on purpose for when the inevitable happens - of course, there are some hoodies that off limits lest you get the cold shoulder and locked out of their bedroom for the night

But perhaps Law shouldn't complain as much as they do, especially when you catch your beloved captain cutely falling asleep at his desk in one of your animal print hoodies, or see them groggily drag their feet into the kitchen in the morning wearing draws a little too loose on them

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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ෆ Moster Trio + Law

What they do when your ptsd is triggered by fireworks

You'd think that Luffy is too distracted by everything, but he was also quietly keeping an eye out for you. He is startled when you practically scream, and jump at the fireworks going off unexpectedly. Doesn't realize it was because of the fireworks, but he tries his best to calm you down by trying to talk to you about tasty food. He sits on the ground with you, his arms stretched 10x around your body protectively while pouting petulantly because he was the one that dragged you into it, and he hated himself for being the reason you feel like that at the moment.

Zoro recoils at the harsh thud of you falling on your ass from jolting back at the noise. He is disquieted when he notices the way you're trembling. Zoro doesn't ask what's wrong because it was quite obvious to him what caused this, he doesn't bother with the unnecessary sweet words of comfort – so he quietly carries you somewhere far away from the crowd and where fireworks noise is faint, until you feel all better. Zoro doesn't take you back anywhere near that mess, instead, he grabs your hands and walks around the island with you while trying to keep his one sided conversation going just so you can think about anything else.

Sanji already had his palms pressed up on each of your ears, it was merely a silly joke at first bc he didn't know about your ptsd, but he also cared about you so that counts. The smile and little jokes are quick to vanish when you suddenly grab his forearms tightly as you stiffened in your place. He only asks "what's wrong, my dear?" and nothing else follows when the question is left unanswered. Sanji presses his hands more against your ears, trying to muffle the sounds as best as he could all while peppering you with tender kisses in hopes of calming you down.

Law didn't want to be there in the first place, but the crew begged him with their puppy eyes, and he couldn't resist that. But now he wished that he could've tried being harsher on them due to the situation you ended up in. His own ptsd is triggered, but he used you as an excuse to ignore his own feelings, wanting to help you more than himself in ways he wished someone would do for him. Not a second wasted after you jolted, Law was already holding you as he used whatever energy he had to teleport you with him back to the submarine. He sits quietly with you in his arms as he softly caresses your back until you doze off.

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I need them.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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: ̗̀➛ GET ON. roronoa zoro

roronoa zoro x gn!reader

fluff ! suggestive themes !

zoro loved to push himself to the absolute limit, and your touch sure does wonders.

you hadn't meant to stick around on the ship, but of course, who does.

you'd found yourself lost out at sea, and although you didn't have any powerful devil fruit powers, you still could not swim.

lufffy had found you, welcomed you a board and let you stay on their ship until they found their next island, where you'd be able to get your bearings.

of course, that had not happened, and now you'd become a valued member of the straw-hat pirates.

you had your favourites though.

that was exactly what brought you into your current position.

roronoa zoro was a gruff many of not many words, but the few he'd spoken to you made your heart flutter like a school girl. even finding yourself up late, whispering with nami and robin about just how badly you wanted the mossheaded man.

you had never trained with him, you knew his training regime was far too hefty for yourself, but watching him sway his swords and dance around you shirtless? that was training you'd accept.

"well?" zoro stared down at you; you weren't small, but you weren't big either, with a raised brow.

"uh- what? no! yes! yes I'll do it." mentally cursing yourself, your brought your eyes to the ground and missed the way the tips of his ears burnt red as you fumbled over your words.

he rushed out and you followed after him, fingers fidgeting with your nails and any flaking skin you could peal off, both of you walking towards the crows nest.

you had not been listening when zoro had asked his question, and the way you had so blindly said yes had made you even more nervous than before. were you agreeing to let him throw you over-board? you'd let him-

he pulled himself into a plank, no struggle and no sweat, and looked over at you unexpectedly. "get on." oh.

you ignored the butterflies in your stomach, quickly rid your head of any and every single thought you'd ever had, and made your way towards him. it took you a second, glancing down at your shorts, cursing yourself for not wearing pants, and then looking back up at him, for you to finally straddle his back.

he was warm. so very warm. you could feel his heart beat pulse through where your hands were, and you could feel his muscles tense under your thighs. you let out a puff of air, trying to keep your composure so that you could situate yourself.

zoro was in no better condition.

he'd admired everything about you, the way you stood your ground and fought for what you thought, the way you weren't afraid to admit that you'd made a mistake or miscalculated, but most importantly just how soft your skin was against his.

he shifted his hands to shop his body from shaking. others may have thought he was already reaching his limit, but feeling your hands run down his back was giving him hell.

he could feel the curve of your ass sitting on his lower back, feel the way your thighs clenched out of fear and the way you lifted them anytime he came closer to the ground.

he could feel your nails digging into his sides anytime he shook slightly too much, suppressing a groan and biting down so hard on his lip that the calming taste of blood filled his mouth.

you were never going to be okay again.

you were sitting on his back, his muscles flexing underneath you, his lungs filling and deflating with every breath, he felt so surreal underneath you.

of course, everything had come to an end when you and him both heard nami calling out to the crew, leaving you to hastily climb off his back and race towards the girl, mortified.

zoro hadn't even made it past ten.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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: ̗̀➛ GET ON. roronoa zoro

roronoa zoro x gn!reader

fluff ! suggestive themes !

zoro loved to push himself to the absolute limit, and your touch sure does wonders.

you hadn't meant to stick around on the ship, but of course, who does.

you'd found yourself lost out at sea, and although you didn't have any powerful devil fruit powers, you still could not swim.

lufffy had found you, welcomed you a board and let you stay on their ship until they found their next island, where you'd be able to get your bearings.

of course, that had not happened, and now you'd become a valued member of the straw-hat pirates.

you had your favourites though.

that was exactly what brought you into your current position.

you had never trained with him, you knew his training regime was far too hefty for yourself, but watching him sway his swords and dance around you shirtless? that was training you'd accept.

"well?" zoro stared down at you; you weren't small, but you weren't big either, with a raised brow.

"uh- what? no! yes! yes I'll do it." mentally cursing yourself, your brought your eyes to the ground and missed the way the tips of his ears burnt red as you fumbled over your words.

he rushed out and you followed after him, fingers fidgeting with your nails and any flaking skin you could peal off, both of you walking towards the crows nest.

he pulled himself into a plank, no struggle and no sweat, and looked over at you unexpectedly. "get on." oh.

zoro was in no better condition.

he shifted his hands to shop his body from shaking. others may have thought he was already reaching his limit, but feeling your hands run down his back was giving him hell.

he could feel the curve of your ass sitting on his lower back, feel the way your thighs clenched out of fear and the way you lifted them anytime he came closer to the ground.

he could feel your nails digging into his sides anytime he shook slightly too much, suppressing a groan and biting down so hard on his lip that the calming taste of blood filled his mouth.

you were never going to be okay again.

you were sitting on his back, his muscles flexing underneath you, his lungs filling and deflating with every breath, he felt so surreal underneath you.

of course, everything had come to an end when you and him both heard nami calling out to the crew, leaving you to hastily climb off his back and race towards the girl, mortified.

zoro hadn't even made it past ten.

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nicorobinmywife · 1 year

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ESTOY PERDIENDO | DR

luffy + law + drabbles (separately) x gn!reader (male lenient though)

reader w/gravitation manipulation powers + denial of feelings + fluff + love confessions + reader is a musician (best buddies w/brook) + WANO SPOILERS! + crewmate reader +ft.frobin

a/n: i say drabbles but lowkey they might as well be scenarios lmao (title translates to: i’m losing)

your captain is very known for going all out in a fight. especially when it’s some bigshot. you really loved that about him. you couldn’t help but feel the deadly need to be there once he’s worn out after a battle.

for example, right now, as soon as his body gave out from his gear, falling down the sky, you fought yamato to catch him. seriously, what a stubborn girl- er, boy. he’s your captain! as his crewmate you have to save him!

“luffy, you okay?” you ask rhetorically, making your way anywhere that was away from the rubble.

luffy pants, barely able to make you out from his blurry sight. “i’m… hungry.”

“and hurt, let’s find chopper,” you say gently, carrying him in your arms tightly.

“thanks,” he mumbles, melting into your arms.

“you guys are really something!” yamato clamors with fondness.

“yeah,” you smile down at your cute captain.

you feel so warm that luffy really doesn’t think he’d want to let go even after he blacks out. he holds on though, making sure he finishes his business with momonosuke before finally dropping.

luffy is someone who trusts quite easily, trust towards his crew mates is blind. yet, out of all his crew mates, he finds himself more fond with you. he loves to talk to you, to go on adventures with you and… secretly look at you for as long as you stay unaware of his gaze.

your captain is oblivious. he’s the type of person that mistakes love for friendship. one: he doesn’t know what love is. two: he’s pretty sure you’re his best friend. best friends like each other.

a lot.

which is why, when he wakes up, the first person he looks for is you. upon not seeing you, he deflates for a moment, until his stomach grumbles and he knows food is his priority.

“MEAT!!” he yells, chanting it despite how fast the plates are placed in front of him.

he’s devouring the plates as ruckus happens around him. momonosuke appears, he swears he couldn’t recognize the kid, and then yamato, who he soon learns was on a vigil.

“woah! thanks yamabro! must be why i feel so great!”

yamato grins, looking around. “where’s y/n!? y/n was starving too! y/n has to eat too, now that luffy is awake!”

“huh? why?” luffy tilts his head as he chews on some meat.

“y/n was also on a vigil, they liked the custom.” nami explains, not seeing how luffy’s eyes slightly widen and a small blush forms on his face.

you soon walk in, smiling wide when you see luffy. “glad to see our captain is awake!”

“sit down and eat,” luffy orders as he stretches his arm and grabs you, pulling you and making you gasp at the unexpected action.

if anyone knows anything about luffy stretching and doing things like that, is that the bounce effect is really jet lagging. so, due to the recoil, you slam into him and the two of you tumble over the floor.

he shouldn’t think much of it, not with the way your face is so close to his and any strands of your hair are tickling his skin. he pushes aside his flustered emotions and laughs, sitting up and shoving a plate of food in your hands.

and when you smile at him, wide and enchanting, he really puts in more thought about his feelings.

but again, he pushes them aside and goes on with his life. and yet again, he falls into the pit of his feelings for you during the remaining few days it takes to repair the ships.

“y/n, let’s go see if there’s food to eat!” he sayys clinging onto you.

“ah, hold on luffy, usopp said he wanted to switch shifts in a bit.”

“but you’ve been doing that all week!!” he whines,”spend time with me!”

he’s literally acting like a clingy partner. you can’t help but smile at his cuteness.

“oi, why are you staring at me like that?” luffy asks, feeling a bit nervous at your doe eyes and lopsided smile.

“huh?” you blink. you feel your ears turn red, “how?”

“almost the way sanji looks at women.”

you sputter, “luffy, you’re seeing things! it’s cus you’re hungry, how about you go to the banquet hall with usopp once he gets here-“

luffy frowns, “but i want to go with you!”

“luffy, seriously. i’m busy.”

“spend time with meee, captain’s orders!!”

you shake your head, only to continue and see how far he can go. you knows he’s stubborn, you had already mentally agreed to go with him but you like to tease him.

“don’t you want to set sail soon?” you ask, “we’re almost done with repairs. it won’t take long.”

“you always say that!”

“my, my,” robin laughs softly when she casually walks by, “better please his wishes.”

“luffy’s acting like a jealous boyfriend,” franky laughs, spawning out of nowhere.

luffy stands up straight. boyfriend is what? another level to best friends? he stares at them before staring at you, who seems to be blushing at their comments.

“a-anyways,” you continue, “i’ma go help franky-“

“if i’m your boyfriend will you come with me!?”

your eyes go wide, and you genuinely wonder if he even knows what he’s saying. “come again?”

“if i’m your boyfriend, will you give me attention?”

“l-luffy do you even know what you’re asking?”

“i’m asking to be your boyfriend!” he huffs, cheeks flushed a nice rosy color and puffed.

“and do you even know what that is?” you seem a bit troubled, almost sad.

there’s no point to agreeing if luffy doesn’t know what he’s asking. yes, you’ve grown these feeling for him a while ago, but he’s your captain. you don’t want to ruin that friendship, nor trust, with your feelings. plus, luffy never showed any sort of interest in that. you were just kidding yourself.

“it means you get to be with me! no matter what, i’m top priority!”

“i thought you said me reaching my dreams was top priority when i joined the crew-“

“second top priority!”

you can’t help but smile sadly, “i’d rather not, dating is pretty noncommon among pirates, it could interfere with lots of things.”

“but y/n~!” he clings to you again, “just say yes! i’ll be a good boyfriend! and if i’m not you can teach me!”

you blush, “teach you-“

his puppy eyes are just so… you groan.

“are you sure, a romantic relationship entitles other things. it’s a huge commitment.”

“if it has to do with you i’ll do it!”

you… “luffy i’m not very sure… i feel like you’re not taking into account how i feel-“

“do you like me?”

your breath is caught in your throat. “well, yes-“

“then what’s the issue!?”

you’re stumped.

“luffy,” robin buts in, “a relationship means more dedication to one another. it’s romantic.”

“romantic,” luffy repeats. he looks at you, “that means more hugging and stuff, right?”

“well, yes? for starters yeah,” you nod, heart beating like crazy.

“then say yes!” luffy huffs again.

you stare at him, then at robin and franky, who smile. “o-okay.”

luffy’s grin had never been so wide. you’re pretty sure you’ll be fine.

“play a song while we eat,” he says as he drags you along.

“luffy, i recall you said you wanted me to eat too. my hands will be full and i’d rather not dirty my instrument.”

“anything’s is possible if you’re my boyfriend.”

you couldn’t help but laugh. you feel so warm, so happy. for sure, everything will be alright.

trusting people doesn’t come very easily to law. even the man he owes his life to struggled to gain his trust, but that experience is what made him even colder. the walls he’s built so high around him were even guarded. he was a tough nut to crack.

and darn it! he hates you! he hates you so much! why? because you made him so… so soft! it’s like his walls are actually futons wrapped around him and he hates it!

“y/n-ya,” his voice is dull and his gaze is deadly.

“h-hold on cap!” you pant as you jump over rubble, holding him tightly in your arms.

“y/n-ya, let me down.”

“no offense cap but you can barely keep yourself awake-“ your breath hitches when the hilt of his sword buts your chin.

“down.”

“almost out of here-“ you trip, and he almost falls to the ground if it weren’t for you quickness, your fingers twitching to activate your powers, causing him to float for a measly few seconds before you get back up and pick him up.

“you idiot!” law yells, annoyed with how much care you’re giving him. he’s really trying to fight you but he can’t deny how worn down he is. but he won’t tell you that, duh.

“hey! stay still!”

“don’t give me orders you nimwit! let me down! i’m not weak!”

you growl, “law! we’re almost there! calm down!”

he stares at you, almost shocked at how aggressive you’ve gotten. his face heats up, unsure whether to continue his fight or actually give in. you are holding him quite strongly actually, if he were to allow himself to melt for a few seconds he knows he might fall unconscious. heck, he really wants to.

but all these enemies around! one look at this and he won’t heat the end of it! especially by the eustass bastard.

“bepo! are you okay?!” you ask when you see the rest of your crew.

“he doesn’t do well with heat!” sachi yells, “seriously! he’s a pain in the ass-“ he pauses, “captain!?”

law groans, so ashamed that he presses himself into you, wishing he could disappear. he focuses on anything other than the situation he’s in, which leads to him settling on your heartbeat. and he hates how much he enjoys it. both knowing you’re fine and being in your arms. it makes him realize how much he’s longed having you this close, makes him realize how strong his feelings for you are.

truly, he wishes he wasn’t such a coward when it comes to his feelings for you and you in general. and as he hears momonosuke give his speech after everything is settling down, you’re still touching him- putting bandaids and ointments on his injuries, bepo helping you as well.

and when everyone is settling for the night, exhausted from the last few months, especially the day’s fights, he almost wants to call for you.

“captain, any bandaids you want me to change before leaving?” you ask, startling him awake before he had fallen into unconsciousness.

he sits up on his futon, staring at you. “y/n-ya,” he says softly, unsure what to do or say.

is exhaustion going to make him reveal his feelings? will he own up to it? no, he can’t lose himself. he can’t let himself go soft. love makes you soft, right?

“-okay?”

“what?” he blinks.

you’re kneeling in front of him, a worried look on your face. “i asked you if you’re feeling okay. you’ve been more silent and out of it lately. you really need to rest. the guys are already sleeping, we should too. i just wanted to check on you before doing so-“ you fall silent when he leans into you, all his weight pressing into your chest.

you wrap your arms around him, afraid he could fall over if you didn’t hold steady. “captain?”

“y/n-ya,” his voice is so coarse, almost on the verge of giving out. “stay with me for the night.”

your heart skips a beat, and for a second you’re both scared he hears how flustered you are and to say yes.

“cap, you-“

“please,” he whispers, almost inaudible.

you close your eyes, sighing. “captain, i’m not sure. i… if i… if i could i would.” your heart hurts.

law looks up, he looks quite adorable tired. “why not? who did you agree to sleep with? i’m your captain, it was an order not a question.”

you stare at him, almost… sorry. you feel bad about your feelings. sleeping here with him will only make them worse.

“i… you know how bepo gets, poor thing. i better go before-“ you’re surprised when he hugs you, tight.“captain,” you try to pry him off of you, “are you feeling okay? why are you behaving so-“

“i love you.” he blurts into your chest. “i…” he squeezes you harder, “i want to love you.”

you falter, “w-what?”

he’s silent, almost scared at how this could go. and he’s so, so tired. so on edge that if you say no and you leave him alone in his uneasiness, he will most likely cry.

“law…” your hands tremble as they grab his face, his face is flushed with a lovely red, eyes drowsy and glassy. you’ve never seen him so… so raw. “tell me, is that true?”

he nods, not trusting his voice.

“i’m sorry,” you say, shattering his heart, “i really want to kiss you so i will,” he doesn’t even process that until after he feels a warmth on his lips.

and when he acknowledges the situation, he melts.

and he doesn’t regret putting his heart in your hands. because he knows he has yours in his.

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Male reader with Sabo & Ace. Marine Sabo & Ace, pirate captain Y/n, Y/n had the love love fruit instead of Boa, takes lots of pride in knowing people simp for him, but when it doesn’t work on Sabo and Ace, Y/n gets extremely interested in them, Y/n ends up getting feelings for them he’s fine with this since this means Y/n can flirt with the marine more, he teases Sabo and Ace so much.

“Hello pretty boy!”

“Shut up, reaper.”

“Make me.”

Y/n’s a smug little shit and knows it, He can still fight Ace & Sabo if he needs to in order to protect his crew mate or brother (Y/n adopted shanks as his brother.) He gets annoyed by Shanks sometimes but annoys him by talking endlessly about the marines he loves oh so.

If you do write this, please and thank you!

guh, i love marine asl au🙏🙏 (just bc i wanna see them it marine uniforms)

Pirate Captain S/O

Warning(s): Male reader, slight fighting, cursing,

Character(s): Ace and Sabo

Comment(s): I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I GOT BUSY 💔💔 this is rushed!! I took too long trying to figure out how I wanted to do this

He’s the type to take his job seriously so don’t expect any “awooga hot but pirate but hot”

Hunts MC down as a sport at first, he enjoys the chase the weird pirate captain brings him

He gets really irritated when MC gets smug though

But because the MC doesn’t give up with the weird flirting, his feelings kinda just… spiraled down into confusion from there

He could’ve captured them AGES ago, and he knows he can

So… why….?-

“Ah”

Realization smacks him in the face. He’s actually pretty chill about it despite the irony of his situation

Shanks is MC’s brother? Oh, please. The impulsive things he has than is nothing compared to dating one of the four emperor’s brother

He actually confesses first… How? Why? Well…

“Marine Commodore Sabo!” Said blondie spun around in a panic, looking for the source of the voice.

It is not a surprise to have Red-haired Shanks stroll up to him like it’s in one of his typical morning jogs to talk to a friend. However, it’s 2 am so his golden eyes gave him a fright worse than any horror story can.

“H-hello-?” Sabo replies, but gets cut off when the older man slams his hand on his desk.

“Please, just marry my brother.”

…What?

“I’m sick and tired of listening to him go: ‘Sabo is such a charming man! I would love to kiss him’ blah blan blah BLAH!” The red-haired man shrieks out, zoning out into a ranting phsse as Sabo panics and tries to shush. It deemed itself uneffective.

“Do you know how said it makes me, blonde boy?” The man started to sob for some reasons. “How said it makes me whenhe only comes to my ship to talk about you? Oh, boo hoo hoo…”

The cry sounds really fake.

Sabo runs a hand down his face, now blazing red despite the cool temperature in his office. Marriage is a jump, but he doesn’t mind romancing the pirate captain he had had his eyes in for so long.

Ace actually fell in love slower than Sabo did. Because of the career different and beliefs, he didn’t bother wasting his time trying to fraternize with pirates.

MC on the other hand…

He gets so flustered whenever MC gives him a small compliment, distracted when MC flirts with him boldly. explode in the inside when MC grazes his arm or touches him in any way

He didn’t chase MC for a week after realizing that his feelings for a pirate grew to something uncontrollable

His love for them is like oncogenes, he lost control of his feelings and they spiral into a bigger problem, but he’ll gladly let it kill him.

He doesn’t want to lost the one-in-a-lifetime feeling of love, even if it’s with a pirate

He’s just as terrible as Sabo. Doesn’t give a shit if your brother is a living god or some powerful man. He wants to love you

“Ace, we’ve talked before about your brother Luffy.” The red-haired emperor stops by said marine’s office. The look of fury in Shanks eyes tells Ace not to interrupt him speaking. “Let’s talk about my brother today.”

Ace sits up straight, ready to defend you with all his heart. MC doesn’t have to worry, he has a backup folder for debate essays in case anything like this ever happens.

He’s not obsessed, just cautious.

The conversation turned into one he didn’t expect it to go, a direction he wishes he can turn away from. The redness crawling up from his collarbone to his face gives away his true feelings.

Shanks is now on his knees pleading for the freckled man to love MC. The only bad thing about this are the stampede of marines running down the hallways to find that wailing elephant (Shanks).

The big man is chased out the window, a few officers gathered around the stunned Ace asking if he was unharmed.

Maybe physically he is, but his heart can’t take the information Shanks kindly bestows him with. MC loves him and he loves MC. It’s already been reciprocated, MC wasn’t lying about his feelings, MC loves him…

MC LOVES HIM.

He fainted.

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