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"The Scarecrow" by @lazyumbreon
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zeldasnotes · 1 year
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WHAT DO YOU LOOK GOOD IN?
Based on your dominant sign or planet!
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You can also read the sign of your Ascendant & Midheaven since these points can affect your appearance too.
Aries & Mars
Your hair, face shape and daring eyes are what makes you look so fierce so make these features stand out with cute headbands, eyeshadow or just a sleek ponytail. You look good in tight clothes, especially black, orange and red. Leather looks super good on you aswell. Leather or suede jackets, tight jeans, tight tank tops. Anything thats considered a little ”tough” looks good on you. Also an all black outfit with red lipstick. Or bold clothes like neon green and orange. You also look good in sporty clothes like the tights and a tank top.
Taurus & Venus
You look super good in anything in velvet fabric . I think velvet is ruled by Taurus because its both comfortable and makes you look rich. Rich colors like wine red and dark purple looks good on you but also earthy colors like beige, green and brown. Go for minimalistic but expensive. Dont do too much because you want the focus to be on your natural beauty and your sensuality. Glossy lips and earthy eyeshadow. You obviously look good in jewelery since this is the sign of money. Expensive page haircut, look up Queen Latifah in her orange pagehaircut shes a Taurus Rising. Or Christina Hendricks who have the same hairstyle and shes a Taurus Sun.
Gemini & Mercury
Tube tops or off shoulder dresses to show off your well shaped shoulders and arms. Flared jeans! Also glasses and ponytails. You look good in purple. Tights long sleeve shirts that show the shape of your arms. You look good in colorful and playful clothes, striped clothes. Ive noticed that most Geminis look good in bangs. Corduroy pants, cargo pants. Also strawberry blonde hair is such a Gemini thing. High heels. Emeraldgreen! I feel like Geminis look good in a pagebob hairstyle.
Cancer & Moon
You look good in dresses. Flower print looks good on you. Long maxi dresses. Baby blue, navy blue and light green. Anything feminine. Especially anything that shows cleavage. You look good in jeans suspenders. Anything jeans really. Knitted cardigans. Cancers might not be known for being luxurious and status oriented but I noticed that they are usually very well dressed and look good in blazers and satin blouses and ties just like Capricorn, it enhances that milf/dilf look. Like you are on your way to a meeting.
Leo & Sun
Put focus on the hair, hairline and back. Headbands! You look good in silver and gold since it makes you stand out, mostly gold. Orange is YOUR color. Yellow too. When I think Leo dominant I think a orange satin dress with brown, beige or white hedge heels in the summer with a straw hat and huge glasses. And for men I think those linen shirts with shorts, flipflops and a sharktooth necklace. You look good in leo print too. Anything flashy and luxurious like those chanel blazers. Leo dominant also look sooo good in Sun glasses since yall are ruled by the sun, it enhances your diva look. Sequin dresses and high heels.
Virgo & Mercury
Think minimalistic. French manicure is a must! Go for neutral colors like brown, beige, black, white, dark blue etc. You need to have your own style because you are very picky, you need everything to be perfect and you are good at finding the perfect details to make the outfit look perfect. Take extra care of your health because its easily seen outwardly on virgos when they have been taking care of themselves. For some reasons Virgo dominants looks good in white and blue. You look especially good in silk since it highlights that virgo elegance. You guys look good in very basic clothes like jeans and a quality t shirt. Focus should be on quality and highlighting your natural beauty. Anything with buttons. Also anything that is ribbed.
Libra & Venus
Anything that enhances your femininity like pink nailpolish, cute bracelets, lipgloss. Definitely curly hair. You guys look good in the typical insta makeup look, anything thats in. Curly hair and lipgloss. Sweet and pretty. Anything thats original like the famous little black dress with a clutch that matches your earrings. Or in the winter, a long luxurious beige coat with the perfect scarf to match. High heels! When Venus is involved, original is best since this is the planet of fashion. Original colors like grey, black, pink, white.
Scorpio & Pluto
Black long sleeve rouched dresses, they show off your figure but leave some to the fantasy which makes you even more mysterious. For men definitely gold jewelery,brand name hoodies, vests. Clothes that give the impression of power. Dark brown, dark purple. Smokey eye. Gold jewelery to an all black outfit. Dont go overboard with the sexy because you already have a natural sensuality to you so you wont need it, it will just make it too much. Gold circle earrings. With Pluto its all about being mysterious. Instead of a super short dress wear a long dress with a slit to show a little leg. Less is more. This gives off an aura of privacy and mystery which will attract a lot of Scorpio Venuses. You want to attract someone with their Venus or Mars in your dominant sign. Shirts that got a text with the ”Old English” font.
Sagittarius & Jupiter
Anything that shows off your gorgeous legs and butt. This can be anything from a short dress to sporttights or jeans. We need to see them legs!! You already have a glow to you but you should definitely highlight those gorgeous Jupiter facial features with a highlighter. So go for a natural look but put focus on highlighting the nose and cheekbones. Ive noticed that Sagittarius placements usually look best in tight clothes. You guys also look good in leather and suede. Leather boots and tight jeans is a look i see as a typical Sag look for some reason. Dont wear overknee boots or socks that go over your calf because that covers the shape of your legs too much. The bohemian look or the ”just got out of bed” look suits you well too.
Capricorn & Saturn
Your bone structure is your best weapon so focus on highlighting your features but go for the natural look. You look best in something professional and luxurious. Blazers and clothes that are discrete but still classy, like you are going to work. For men you NEED to buy one of these knitted half zip shirts if you know what I mean. Also take care of your beard or mustasche. Wear a watch if you like watches. Beige, brown, black, white and navy blue are your colors. Dont do too much to your hair just make sure its healthy. Capricorn is all about looking well taken care off so a good skin and hair routine is a must. Suit pants look sooo good on these people.
Aquarius & Uranus
Tie dye clothes. Blue and green. Tank tops. Show off you legs because they are your strong feature! Also silver. Anything metallic or oversized. Aquarius actually have a lot in common with Scorpios style. I see Aquarius as a more experimental Scorpio stylewise. You look good in shirts with a text in the ”Old English” font too. You guys look so good in jewelery. I see Aquarius as people who fit best with cold tones like silver and ice blue, depends on your skins undertone tho. Cargo pants! Yall look good in neon colors, just look at Nicki Minaj shes an Aquarius Rising and look at how she rocks neon green and Barbie Pink. Yall look good in the 90s style like the t-shirt over long sleeved shirt look. Nose rings. Ombre hair.
Pisces & Neptune
You look good in something cute and relaxed. Anything that gives an aura of mystery and fantasy like lace or other seethrough materials. Blue ofc since Neptune rules the sea. Anything fluffy! Skirts. Long but tights skirts like a mermaid. Anything with ring details like those bikinis who got a plastic ring between the cups. When it comes to makeup go for the dewy look instead of the matte look because neptunian look sooo good in that and it highlights your features perfectly. Eyeshadow, eyeliner, lipliner and lipgloss to draw focus to your eyes and lips since these are your strong features. Preferably darker colors to look more mysterious. You also look good in fake lashes that are longer on the outer corner since it creates that wing look like Marilyn Monroe got. Yall remind me so much of Bratz and that kind of makeup look!
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mschoiyuki · 22 days
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Silence
Trafalgar Law x f!reader
tw : angst. angst. angst. just angst. SFW
wc : 5.1k
a/n : Law is a foolish man. Interaction with the Straw Hat Pirates. I'm not good at writing summary, sorry ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) And I'm sorry for the grammar error. Actually I've been thinking so hard, should I make it a happy ending or not. But... Oh well...
It's best to read this while listening to :
❆ Taylor Swift - You're Losing Me (From The Vault)
❆ Bruno Mars - It Will Rain
❆ Paloma Faith - Only Love Can Hurt Like This
Enjoy ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧
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Law used to smile to you like that.
Law used to gave lingering touch to you like that.
Law used to sits next to you like that.
Your heart used to beats faster when you were with him.
But one day, everything suddenly change. You want to ask him why, but sadly you're just his crewmate. Law is your captain. Nothing special between you.
Even though he is your captain, you will give your life for him in a heartbeat. Maybe for Law it's just a natural things to do. Yes, another crewmates will also give their life to protect their captain. What's so special with you giving your life for him too? Nothing.
One day on midnight, it's your turn to on watch. You bump to Law on the hallway. There's some sweet perfume wafts from his body. You clench your fist, greeting him with a smile, "Captain." And off you goes, not wanting to hear any responses from him.
The next week when Polar Tang docked at an island for supplies. You bump at Law again at dawn. You can see a red mark on his neck. You just smile and greets him, "Morning, Captain." And you walk away.
You walk fast to bathroom, letting out whatever it is in your stomach. Slouching on the sink, gripping your arms tightly, you cry in silent. You don't want anybody to finds out.
From that day onwards, you made up your mind. Shoving that feelings deep down, sealing it on your pandora box, throw away the key far far away.
You act like a true crewmate, no feelings attached. Every mornings you wake up, you will perfecting your smile in front of the mirror. You train the muscle really hard, you must to make it as natural as possible. So no one knows it's fake. It has to be perfect.
No eye contact. You will answer Law question short and sharp. Giving your best smile without meeting his eyes.
No lingering touches. You will keep your distance an arm length from Law. As natural as possible. Even you try to eat first or later to not sit at his side.
Week turns to month.
Until one day, you witness it with your own eyes. When you leave the bar and want to go back to Polar Tang, you see him. Your beloved captain, Trafalgar Law, walks to a motel with a woman. His hand on the woman waist.
Your body trembling. Your head dizzy. You want to let out the beers you drank out from your throat, tears are threatening to falls. You clench your fist until it's turning white.
Sachi, Penguin and Bepo walks out from the bar, want to follows you back to the sub. But they halt their steps. Following the direction of your gaze.
They knew. Knew Law been to the bar. They knew there's always a girl at his side. They've confront him about this, but he told them to shut up, Law told them to not meddle his personal life.
You take a deep breath and blinks away the tears. And you start walking back to sub.
The man that you loved for years, breaks your heart to pieces. You even haven't confess to Law. Yet you already has the answer.
Then what's the point to stay at here? Why you have to torture yourself more than this? The answer is clear. You chuckle to yourself. Why are you so foolish. You're just a crewmate. Even if you're gone they won't make a fuss.
"Let's just wait for another chance." You thought to yourself.
That night, your heart losing it beats. It's not beating faster when you think about Law anymore. When you wake up with tears stain on your pillow, you lost your voice.
Strangely you're not panicking. Because you remember you read it on a book at Chopper's library, it can due to trauma or it can be from shock that your brain or heart produce.
The others panics. The trio runs to Law, telling him about you lost your voice. Law's face darkened hearing the news. Law immediately rushing to you.
"What happened?" Law try to reach your arm, but you take a step back. Avoiding his touch.
Don't touch me with those filthy hands. Those hands that touched other women.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath, you smile and shrug. You write on the sketchbook "No need to panic." And you walks away from him resuming your duty.
Law just stand there, stunned. He remember this scenes long ago. Just like Cora-san when they first met. But are you really lost your voice? It can be you just faking it like Cora-san.
The trio know what Law's been thinking, Sachi breaks the silence "No, Captain. It's real."
Penguin chime in, "We already check on her, we try to prove it. It's real."
Bepo just start to panic and want to cry.
Law's minds been busy, thinking the way out to get your voice back.
But Law doesn't know about your plan.
You know Law's sleeping schedule, mostly Law will be at his office until morning. He rarely sleeps on his bed. Before dawn you slip something under his bedroom door.
While the other are busy getting ready to submerge, you walk out slowly without making any sounds to avoid bumping to other crews. Off to the fresh dawn air. Then you see a merchant ship docked at the harbor not that far, they starts to pulling their anchor.
You start to run faster to the merchant ship, after you reach them you write to them that you need a lift to another island to find your "husband". They agree to help you and they start to sail.
You look back again to the direction where the yellow sub docked behind a hill, the place that been home for you for years. The place full of happy and sad times. The place where your loved one is. The place where your heart used to beats full in love there.
You left your home. You left your family. You left the man you loved. You left your heart there.
When Law enter his bedroom, he step on something. He picks up a piece of paper and open it. His eyes widened and he start to search for you in every corner. Even your room is empty though your belongings still there. Law can't find you anywhere.
"Hakugan! How long have we been submerged?" Law slams the control room door, out of breath.
"Around six hours, Captain." Hakugan clench his heart, shock with the sudden burst and scared if he makes any mistake.
"Fuck! Turn back! Turn back to the island! NOW!" Law is furious now. How can he oversleep until this late? If only he didn’t stayed up late last night.
Sachi runs and stumbling at the door, "The letter... Captain.." Sachi tries to catch his breaths because he runs as fast as he can.
Penguin arrive behind Sachi, holding out the letter, "We found this."
Law snatch the letter and read it. It contains a simple words,
Thank you for the memories ꨄ︎
There's no doubt in it. This is your handwriting. The handwriting that Law always brush lovingly and memorize. The same handwriting on your letter that you left for him.
I loved you.
Law yell the order to Hakugan again, "Turn back to the island!" He walks back to his room, Sachi and Penguin follow behind him. When Law open his door, he rush in and slam the door right in front of Sachi and Penguin face. He don't need any lectures now.
He slides down from the door, sitting and read your letters again. The letter for him, I loved you. Loved. That means you don't love him anymore? Did he made a mistake? All of this is his fault? He stare hard on your letter, LOVED.
And suddenly a droplet of water stain the letter. Law choke on his own tears. He want to scream, he want to rips his hair off. But he can't. He punch the door in frustration, there a small yelp behind the door that goes unnoticed by him.
Six hours. Law prays that you're still at the island. He will take you back no matter what. If you ask him the reasons, he will tell you. He will tell you everything you want to knows. As long as it can takes you back to him. He will tell you his true feelings, his feelings toward you. He will do everything, anything. For you. He will make it right this time.
When Law arrive at the island he waste no time to cast his power. He use all of his energy to cast a big "ROOM" that envelopes the whole island. He close his eyes, he wish, he hope, he prays that you will appear in front of him. And he cast the "Shambles".
None.
Nothing.
You don't appear in front of him.
He tries, tries, and tries again.
Penguin grabs Law shoulder, "She's gone, Law. She's left. Let's go back inside."
That moment, Law feels like his heart being torn apart to pieces. It's all his fault he lose you. How could he be so foolish?
Why would he think being with another women will keep you safe? Why he didn't realize your pain? Why he didn't realize your changed attitude towards him? Your smile, your distance, no more lingering gazes and touches. Why he just realize it now?
It's too late now. He hurts you, he lose you too.
Penguin and Sachi follows Law to his bedroom. Law just sit at his bed with his hands in his face. Penguin and Sachi look at each other. Seeing their friend like this broke them too.
"Do you realize all the women you pick resembles her, Law?" Penguin break the silence.
Law still hide his face. "Their height, features, hair colors and lengths it's all resembles to her, you know." Sachi take a step forward.
"I didn't slept with all those women. I couldn't bring myself to slept with them. It never feels right, those women is not her. They can’t give me what I want likes her" Law shoulder is shaking.
Penguin kneel in front of Law, "Then why did you that, Law?"
"I just want her to be safe. You know I've got a lot of enemies. I'm so scared that I can't protect her. What if I lose her?" Law mutter, his voice is cracking.
Sachi sit next to Law, gripping his shoulder "You already lose her, Law."
Law can feel a sting in his heart, the pain almost unbearable. Being so broken Law poured all his heart out to his best friends.
"I shouldn't have let those women get close to me, let their stinky perfumes on my clothes. Gave me mark on my neck. She must've seen it. She must've knew."
"She saw you took a woman to motel, Law." Penguin sighs.
Law freeze and lift his face in horror, "What? When?"
"Night before she lost her voice." Sachi fills in.
"What? Then it's my fault she lost her voice?" Law whisper, his voice thick with sadness. Law can feel the anguish slowly engulf his heart and mind.
Sachi and Penguin wants to comfort him, saying it's not his fault. But the words just won't come out from their mouth. So they just stay there with him, watching Law stare blankly at his hand and crumble.
He will take you back, no matter what. He will travel around the New World again to find you. All he want is just for you to be safe. He prays to all the Gods for your safety, and to gives him your forgiveness.
For four months, Law lost his direction. He will only comes out from his office to give orders and then shut himself at his office. Sachi, Penguin and Bepo try their best to help Law. They will bring foods for him, dragging him to take a bath. If he force himself to sleep at his bed, he will just curls up clutching tightly on your letter praying that he will meet you on his dreams, smiling and holds him tight. He will gives you all his love for you. Hell, he even will says the three words to you. Even if it's just on his dreams. He drifts off to the dreamland with tears to meet you there.
Every times they reach an island, Law will cast the "ROOM", if there's no result he will order them to move to the next island immediately. Sachi and Penguin even beg to Law to stay for a couple days at the island to get some supplies and rest before resuming their journey. They understand Law impatience, but they still try to persuade him.
They think Law is just like a ghost now, losing half of his soul. The only thing that can cure him is you. They also prays every times they reach an island, hoping you are there. To end Law misery. They really want to tell him to give up, but they got tongue tied every times they see his face.
The first month after you left Law, you stay at the island for awhile to collect some berries for your next journey. Sometimes you will help the local doctor, or working at the diner as cook.
When the berries is more than enough, you will move to another island. Maybe you runs away from him, if you stay at the island longer you afraid you will meet him. Heh. There's no way he will looks for you. Who the hell are you? You're not that important to him. You're just a crewmate. Stop thinking so high and mighty about yourself, Y/N. You chuckles and shake your head in disbelief.
The second months, you meet the Sun God. The person you least expected to meet.
Luffy is so happy to meet you again after years. He wraps his arm around you, "Does this mean Torao also here with you? I want to meet him! I miss him!" Luffy chirps.
You just give him a sheepish smile, and you write, "No, I'm alone. I'm no longer Heart Pirates crew."
Luffy just stare and tilt his head, confuse why are you using that sketch book, and you explain to him that you lost your voice. Luffy then drags you to Sunny, "Chopper can help you! Let's go!"
You try to let out your voice, to tell him no but the voice is not coming out. You just let him take you to Sunny.
The other crews are so happy to meet you again. Nami, Robin and Chopper embrace you so tightly. They rush you to the infirmary to check your health. They are so shocks hearing Luffy's information that you lost your voice and no longer Law's crew. As you try to calm them down, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. I'm still strong even without my voice." You give them weak smile while show them the sketch book.
Nami and Robin knows there's more into it. They exchange glances and hugs you, Nami gives you pat on your head while Robin stroke your back. As if they know your real reason. As if they know your pain, your heartbreak. Chopper just hugging you too without knowing why.
For the first time after two months, you cry your heart out. Sobbing in their embrace. You want to let out all of your screams that you've been hold back for months. But you can't. There's no voice coming out. You cry until your throat is hoarse and dry, and fall asleep on their embrace.
The next morning you wake up with swollen eyes. Sanji rushing to get ice packs for you, "A beautiful lady like you mustn't cry, Y/N-chan. Tell me if there's something you crave, I will cook it for you in no time." And he kiss the back of your hand. Nami warned to the other crews to not mention Law's name. It's a forbidden word at Sunny, whoever utter that word must pay a huge amount of berries to her.
"Eeh. Whyyy?? Why can't I say Torao name? I want to ask her about how he's been doing." Luffy whine to Nami. Nami grab Luffy's collar and threaten him, "If you says his name one more time, you won't get allowance for a month. I dare you." Luffy zips his mouth tightly.
"Just stay with us, we won't say anything to him." Luffy sincerely say it while all of them gathering waiting for lunch. You can feels the tears are forming at the corner of your eyes, you mouthed "Thank you." and try to blinks away the tears.
Even though you're not sad anymore, the crews know you changed. You're not the same person as they met back ago when the alliance with Law's formed. Your smile is not the same, you're not the cheerful person like back then. What had happened between you and the Heart Pirates Captain?
One day when you, Nami and Robin enjoying Sanji's dessert at the deck, she can't help her curiosity so she cautiously ask you, "Did both of you broke up?" You put your spoon on your lips and write "We're not together. We're just crewmate and captain." Nami and Robin stunned with your words. Nami try to pushed again but Robin pinch her with her extra hand. They just don't understand why both of you are not together. They saw how Law gazed at you. How Law always following close behind you every where you goes, like a lost cat. But they didn't push further, maybe you're not ready to tell them yet.
Days by days pass peacefully, some part of you think maybe it's not that bad you get on board with Luffy. It's almost makes you forget about your pain. You can saves more berries, maybe someday you can settle down at some island and enjoying the domestics life.
Some days, you help Sanji with preparing foods or wash the dishes. Other times you watch Luffy antics. There's no days pass without fun on Sunny.
Until one day, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Brook and Franky make a fuss with the sea king monster. In such a chaotic mess, Nami hit their head until two lumps appear at each heads. And she yell at them, they just lowered their head until a soft breeze blows and Luffy raises his head to hold his precious straw hat, "Oh! Y/N is laughing!" The others snaps their head to you, seeing you laugh for the first time. The real and genuine laugh.
Nami and Robin jumps at you and hug you. The others also laugh, Sanji's heart eyes appear at the sight, and there's a slight tinted blush at Zoro face, and he smile. Even though they can't hear your sweet voice, at least you're laughing now. They just hope you will turns to the old you.
They never thought of you as a guest at Sunny, they treat you like their nakama. When you're down, they will try to cheer you up. Zoro sometimes offer you to clean your katana, or even training together. The girls watching Zoro's behavior and it's so strange for him to interact with someone on his accord.
Nami pulls him and threaten him, "What're you doing? What's your intention, Zoro?"
He deadpanned on Nami, "Nothing, just offer her some companion?".
Nami point her finger, "If your intention is not clear, or you just need someone to warm your bed you better back off."
Zoro takes a step closer and gives Nami a stern look, "I'm. Not." Zoro growls. Maybe he just pitied you, or maybe he just want to take care of you, or maybe he just want to protect you. He doesn't know himself why.
As months goes by, you're getting a little bit cheerful like the old days. And you even gets closer to the crews.
When Luffy see an island holding a festival he decide to dock. Before Luffy and Chopper can scurry off to the town, Nami hold them and tell Luffy to bring one or two crews with him. To watch over him to not cause any ruckus.
Zoro voluntary says he will go with Luffy making the others screech. Nami turns to you "Y/N, can you please go with them? Me and Robin will go later and catch up with you guys." You nods and go to change your outfit. Wearing white shirt with a short and sandals. You run off to Luffy and the others whose been excited to enjoy the festival, “Let’s go!!” Nami shouts from the back, “Zoro!! Please don’t get lost! I’m counting on you, Y/N! Have fun!!” Zoro just rolls his eye at Nami and you giggle while wrapping your hand to his arm. Zoro jolt at your sudden touch and eyeing you, you mouthed “So you don’t get lost.” You grin and lead the way. Zoro just huff and shake his head, hiding the subtle smile.
Tagging along with Luffy that want to eats all of the foods on every stalls, and Chopper want to try all the attractions makes your heart full. “Look! That roller coaster is so cool! Let’s try it!” Chopper shouts and excitedly point at it. “I’m gonna pass on this one. To tired. I will wait for you guys down here.” Zoro already sits on the bench and cross his arms.
You feel bad leaving him behind and want to stay too, but Zoro just shoo you to go with them, “Just go, it’s okay. It won’t take that long.”
Then you go with Luffy and Chopper to enjoy the roller coaster. But when you guys come back down, all of you are drenched. You guys just laugh while Zoro dumbfounded looking at you guys. Zoro put his cloak on your shoulders, “Your shirt become a see-through.” As he looks away from your body. Your face flushed and mouthed “Thanks.”
As you guys walking back to Sunny with hands full with foods, there’s two people looking at you from afar with their jaws dropping. They can’t believe their own eyes. They exchange glances to make sure it is really you.
“Should we call Captain?” Sachi already takes out the mini den den mushi.
“Ugh.. Wait! But look at her! She’s laughing! She’s happy, Sachi!” Penguin grab Sachi hand.
“Guys! It’s-!” Bepo suddenly appears and shout but Sachi and Penguin quickly shuts his mouth.
“Sshh!!!” They gesture in unison.
“Should we call Captain??” Sachi press again.
Penguin is still in agony. “Peng! Captain needs her!” Sachi getting impatient now because he almost lost you on the crowds.
"Fine!! Fine! Call him." Penguin surrender, still unsure if this is the right things or not. Because he also knows you are suffering from Law.
When the news reach Law, he immediately teleport to the shore. He use his power to teleports here and there, to find the Sunny.
And he sees you, draped in Zoro's cloak, your hand grabs on his arm. And you laugh. You laugh with them. The smiles that he missed so much, the smiles that you used to gave to him. You looks... Beautiful. You looks... Happy... Are you with Zoro now? He can feels his heart clench. He will finds out himself.
This time, he will make it right.
Suddenly you see a blue orbs envelopes all of you. You freeze, gripping Zoro's arm. You know damn well this blue orbs. And he appears in front of you. The man that you loved with all of your heart. He looks like a mess. His eye bags getting more darker.
Law so relieve when he see you this close. Finally... He can take you back with him, he moves his hand to reach you but Zoro take a step in front of you and stand between you and Law.
"Move, Zoro-ya." Law stand tall against Zoro.
But Zoro doesn't move an inch, and you still clutching on Zoro hiding behind him. When Luffy and Chopper see Law, they excitedly shouts, "OOH! TORAOO!!" But Zoro prevent them to get close to Law.
"What do you want, Torao?" Zoro still in his defensive stance.
"I don't have any business with you. I'm here for Y/N." Law still looking at you. "Let's talk, Y/N. Please." He's pleading now, you never hear his voice this soft. You still consider should you talk to him? Part of you don't want to talk to him, you don't want to see his face. But maybe this is the time...
You come out from behind Zoro and you nod. You point to a big stone under the shade and you gesture to him to follow you there. You write to Luffy, "I'll be back."
You and Law walk to the shade, you lean on the stone and write, "What do you want?" You shove it to him, but you didn't look at him at all.
Law furrow his eyebrows. It hurts. "How you've been, Y/N?" He reach for your face but you avoid it. It hurts so bad. He clench his fist and take it back to his side. "Please, look at me, Y/N." His voice cracking.
You freeze and slowly turn your head to meet his gaze. There they are, the grey eyes that you used to loved is filled with tears now. But it makes you furious and without you realizing it you hit his chest with your both fist. Law lets you hit him, if it can makes you feel better then it doesn't matter. If it can makes you back to his side, then it's fine. He will take it all, your furious, your hits. Everything.
Your head hung low while you still hitting him for God knows for how long. But Law realize you've been crying. He grabs your wrists, "Look at me, Y/N. Please." You lift your head, still sobbing. Law's eyes quiver with the sight, he pulls you right to his chest. He hug your trembling body tightly, he will not let you go.
"Please come back, Y/N" Law whisper beside your ear.
You snap your eyes open realize this is not right. You shove Law then you wipe your tears with your sleeves and write in a quick pace, "I'm not coming back. You should go back."
"Y/N, don't do this. Please come back to me." Law reach out his hand for you to take it, he looks so sorrowful. You shakes your head furiously. Law take a step toward you still reaching out his hand, "Why are you doing this, Y/N? If you love me then just come back to me." He slowly walking to you.
"I'm not! I don't love you anymore!" You write then tear the sheet and you throw it to Law. Then you write another one and throw it again. He picks it up and read it “I hate you.” Law’s eyes widened and he clutch the sheet, “Lies. You’re lying.” He stands in front of you.
“I’m not lying.” You look straight into his eyes.
“I don’t love you. And I’m not going back. Leave. Go back, Captain. I’m just one of your crew-mate, you don’t have to waste your times for me.” You starts to walk away from him.
Law grabs your wrist and turns you to face him, “I love you. I love you, Y/N. Please come back to me.” He’s crying. Trafalgar Law is crying in front of you.
You try so hard to hold back your tears. You tell yourself, don’t cry, not now. You shakes your head and yank your wrist, “It’s too late. Goodbye, Law. Take care.” You leave Law standing there in silence.
You walks back to Sunny without looking back at the man you loved. You thought you’ll be strong to leave him again for the second times, but why these tears just won’t stop? As you reach Sunny you quickly wipe your tears.
“Can we sail out now, Luffy? Please?” You write to Luffy. Luffy just nods and tells Nami to set off.
You storms to your shared bedroom and lock the door. You throw yourself to your bed and cry your heart out, screaming to the pillow. The crews freeze when they heard your wailing. When they wish they can hear your voice again, they don’t mean it like this. Not your voice when you’re in pain. They just stand at the deck looking at each other, they can feel your pain. But they can't do anything to erase your pain.
Law walks back to Polar Tang in tears with your sketch sheets in his hand, it feels like he reminisces the old days. The days he cried when Cora-san died. You left him too. If only he could be more honest with you. If only he didn’t act like a jerk. If only he didn’t hurt you. None of these will happen. If only…
When the crews see Law coming back alone they don’t utters a single words to him. He just walks to his bedroom in silence, only the trio follows Law. Law slumps to his bed, covering his eyes with his arm, the other hand still holding on your sketch sheets tightly at his chest. Penguin being the brave one to break the silence, “Is she?” Law answers short, “No.”
Sachi continue, “Do you tell her everything?”
“It’s too late. She hates me. She doesn’t love me anymore. She left me.” Law curls up holding your sheets tightly.
Law can't get you return to his side again. He can't have your heart forever. He can't see you anymore. He can't hear your sweet voice anymore. At least he want to hear your voice before you go.
Law doesn't know you get your voice back again.
Law summon "ROOM", the blue orb surrounds him and he cast "SILENCE".
For the first time Sachi, Penguin and Bepo see their Captain crying in despair. They just hope their captain can get on his feet again.
It's too late now...
Is it too late now?
This is the end...
Is this the end?
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Part 2
dividers by : @saradika-graphics
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citrinae · 4 months
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aphrodite.
sanji x reader
contents; self-indulgent fluff where you doubt your role at the sunny. he helps you wind up by preparing a bath. sprinkled with some explicit content here n there, worship, established relationships, mythology references, afab!reader, 1k. be gentle fam i'm rusty n down bad for this fool.
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The muscles around your shoulders grow taut as you lower yourself into the tub, lukewarm water reaching just below your chest.  Steam climbs up in ribbons and rolls in droplets off your forehead, off white tiles, off the fogged mirror that lingers at the grasp of your wingspan. Usually, it’s no news that it takes you longer than most to loosen up, but there’s been something about this day that rendered you specifically heavy. 
Heavier. 
Sanji’s arms wrap themselves around you, fingers pressing into skin with an eerie gentleness, and you expect your body to tighten even more at the touch, but it doesn’t.
“There,” he rests his chin between your shoulder and neck. “doesn’t this make you feel better, sweetheart?”
(It was him who came up with this, naturally. 
After finding you slumped across some barrel by the docks, he deliberated that a meal alone wouldn't be enough to put you back on your feet. Exhaustion was swirling and defocusing your vision, “Maybe this life isn’t for me.” And who could've blamed you for it? You owned feet that weren’t made for running. Fists that couldn’t break through anything. Worse still, a mind that failed any attempt to deceive. You weren’t sure what it was exactly that interlaced your fate with that of the Straw Hats’. So when their captain had offered you his earnest smile and a place on his ship, you couldn’t help but look back with a raised eyebrow. “This has to be a mistake. You must be joking.”
Right?
And now, as the hissing sound of lighter snapped you back to reality, you remembered part of why you were still willing to try. 
Sanji exhaled through the mouth. “It wounds me to know you like this, dearest,” he said, his eyes shut. “Is there anything I could do to see the sun cast its light upon your lips once more?” 
Your gaze rolled to the side, but there was no hostility there, no strained tone asking to be left alone. He eventually made up his mind by informing that something shall wait for you at the inn the crew voted to rest at for the night. You let him place a peck on your forehead, watched him back to his chores while humming a tune he knew you’d enjoy.) 
A blue blossom floats by your left knee; you fix it absently as you drag your legs closer to your chest. “Maybe, a little,” you admit, leaning your head against his. He smells of nicotine and peach shampoo. 
“I’m glad,” he tells you. It comes out in a prolonged sound that feels like relief. He needs you unscathed like a priest servicing their temple. “Aphrodite,” you remember him confessing, once, as you lounged together on the white-hot flooring of the deck. “Gods carved your face from the foam of the sea and blessed me with the touch of your gaze.” 
(But that was at the beginning of everything. Back when his intentions towards you were uncertain and you knew better than looking too deeply into speeches he pathetically coaxed every woman with. He could be like that, you know—hospitable when no one asks for it. The Moirai, all three, could come aboard swaying their hips in his direction and he’d send them home with a box of chocolates and a piece of poetry each. 
Sanji’s ovations were not sentiments; they were habits.
Yet after weeks of hovering in your proximity, you could tell that, unlike the others, you were cherished in silence—as if you were a shrine to be visited by him and him alone, un chef-d'œuvre, “j'peux pas détacher mes yeux de toi.” 
Then you began to shamelessly spend time in the kitchen, and you enjoyed watching his elbows move above the cutting board, chains shifting across his hips as he stretched to grab a jar of something from the upper shelves. Sanji began, in turn, to wait for you with morning notes attached to cupcake liners and picks of your favourite teas steaming from the stove, his shirt loose with one more button unfastened and spices reorganised near the counter you usually sat on. Before you noticed, each segment in his kitchen would be placed to harmonise with you.
And at lunch you would instinctively search for his gaze, only to notice he was already memorising you down to each curve, pore, line on your face. You’d find yourself pinning it on clumsiness when, under tables, the tip of your shoe brushed his ankle ever so slightly. 
How often did you try to convince yourself he looked at you the same way he looked at any other. Because you were. Like any other.
Soon the same ovations would fall like honey from the tip of his tongue as he pressed you against the wall of the storage room, mouthing thanks for stretching your folds so well around his fingers and for the expectant look in your eye as his touch was searing the skin under your shirt. His breath would catch by your breast when he heard your voice cry out so delightfully sweet for him. And you would have him, kissing your tights, devouring your slit like prayer; because why wouldn’t you? 
How could you deny you this, when he was making you feel like you were the only living being in the Universe?)
“Sanji,” you start, unsure how to continue from here, urging him to turn his head at the sound of his name. “Thank you. I—” lifting your hands over his. “I really needed this.”
Silence; Sanji takes it graciously as he reaches for the sponge across from you and soaks it in the water. 
“I understand if you don't want to talk about today,” he says, softly caressing your back. “But please know I’m here, always, if you ever need an ear to listen.” 
“Heard and heeded.” A smile sprouts at the corner of your lips. “But for now, just stay with me,” and it takes you a minute to get to the last part. “Please.”
And this isn’t something he would admit out loud; maybe just in the dimness of your bedroom dazed with your legs pressing around him. But he yearns to feel needed just as much as you need to acknowledge your worth. 
“Darling,” Sanji stops the sponging to leave a small kiss on your shoulder. “I can’t recall when that was ever a struggle for me.”
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fanpageknight · 6 months
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Red Hair Apprentice
Part 3: Color theory
Posted:10/02/23
Title: Red Hair Apprentice part 3
Part 1 Part 2
Yandere Buggy x GN Straw hat reader [implied to be in their 20s]
Summary: Yandere Buggy takes Shanks off spring under his wing.
Author's note:
Word Count: 1532
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Warnings: yandere, language
🔞18+ page due to dark and adult themes. Minors will be blocked 🔞
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The smell of strong, cheap bleach burns your nostrils as well as your scalp. Your head falls forward, jerking you awake. "Easy tiger~," Buggy says behind you. You attempt to rub your eyes, only to find yourself tied to Buggy's dressing room chair. Your eyes meet the vanity mirror in front of you. An old black barber's cape hides your bound body. Buggy stood behind you happily, grinning and humming along to the record as he bleached your hair. Your eyes widen and find blue hair dye spread across the vanity. "What the hell are you doing?!" You shout, causing Buggy to laugh hysterically. "Giving my prized pupils the makeover they deserve. Can't have you running around looking like that old fart Shanks, now can we?" The natural bright red already had a pink tone. How long have you been in this chair? "You know..." He starts while slapping more bleach on. "I've never dyed hair before." Every time you tried to move your head, Buggy would forcibly grab your slimy locks to get you where he wanted. "Most people think my beautiful main is dyed, but nope! It's all natural." You try to use your devil fruit abilities to free yourself only to realize your feet are locked inside a box full of seawater. You mentally groan watching him ramble on. "Buggy-", "Don't interrupt me!" He shouts. "Our hair stylist died last week. Real unfortunate timing, you know. Well, I say died. I killed him because... I actually don't remember why-" You glare at him through the mirror as the cheap bleach starts to hurt. Time felt slow between Buggy's white woman gossip talk and the remanence of your hangover. "But lucky the island next to us had plenty of hair dye. In fact, they had a bunch of different brands. The bitch at the corner tried to tell me-" Your hearing faded in and out all you could focus on was the hot itch of bleach. The way Buggy acted made the wild events of yesterday feel non-existent. "Fuck..." You mumbled nails digging into the armchair. "So I stabbed her in the eye and said 'That red bitch!' And she cried then pointed at this bleach before passing out. I think she pointed at this one it was hard to tell...", "Buggy -" you tried to get his attention. "Fuck..." You cruse again. He wasn't paying attention. "Buggy!", "WHAT?!" He asked pissed you interrupted. "It burns! You're burning my scalp! Please make it stop!" You pled. Buggy looks at the packaging's instructions. His eyes widen realizing he messed up. "Shit... I guess it was this one. Hahaha!" He drags your chair to his tent's makeshift shower. Flipping it on, he washes out the bleach. You sigh loudly with relief, not caring that you are getting soaked. The box at your feet had been dragged along with you and dug into your ankles. "Feel better?" He asked, rinsing your burns with cool water. "Mhm..." You nodded closer to your eyes while he massaged your scalp. "Sorry about that, sport... told ya I've never done this." You groaned.
It was a long day of putting up with Buggy's shit. He slapped blue dye over your burned scalp. The bleach job was uneven and did piss poor work of removing your red, but you didn't care. Questions about Luffy plagued your mind. You had tried to ask Buggy one too many times and got a dirty rag stuffed into your mouth. After hours of Buggy not knowing what he was doing and refusing to ask anyone for help, it was time to see the results of your hair. Buggy was practically jumping out of his skin with excitement. "Time for the big show-stopper reveal! Drum roll, please!" You don't move. "And Tada!!" He spins you around to look at your reflection. It took everything in you not to burst out laughing. Instead of having Buggy's signature blue, your hair was purple. He could see your attempts to hide your laughter. His face turns red with embarrassment. "Hey! It's a lot harder than it looks to dye hair!" The clown pouts. That's when you lose it. You start to laugh your ass off into the rag, at Buggy's poor attempt to force you to look like him.
He swings his chair away from the mirror. "Stop it! Stop laughing!" Tears fall from your eyes as you try to stop yourself. Next thing you know, the rag was knocked out of your mouth when Buggy's messy latex gloves roughly hit your cheek. "STOP LAUGHING!" Buggy looked like he was about to cry. A blue handprint was left on your face. The slap worked to put an end to the laughing fit. You stared up at him and remembered who you were dealing with. "You should be thankful I tried dying your hair instead of hot gluing a clown nose to your fucking face!" His teary eyes stare at his failure, then your scared expression before he takes a breath, calming himself. Buggy didn't want you to fear or hate him, yet here you were. "We'll have a hair stylist soon... then you'll look like mine..." He rips the gloves off, getting some dye on his hands. You need to look like him. Kneeling in front of your chair, he looks up at you. "And about your little friend... hehe... he's dead~" Your face drains of its color. Shaking your head, he nods. "He is. I killed him~ hehe." Buggy's warm hand caresses the clean side of your face while you try to pull away. "N-no... you're lying..." He chuckles again. "Lying? I'm a lot of things dear but a liar?" He shakes his head and clicks his tongue while moving away from you to retrieve something. You stare at the ground, crying. That is when it hits you. Buggy tosses the infamous straw hat at your feet. There were blood stains on the rim. "No..." You whispered to yourself. "See~ dead and gone... the only 'family' You ever had... gone... you're all alone." Buggy monologs while circling your chair. "Not that being alone is new to you." He hoped now that Luffy was out of the picture, you'd stop fighting him. "You have nowhere to go. No one to run, too..." You quietly sob. His fingers gently wiped away the blue dye on your face to reveal a tint. Making a final circle, he kicks the hat out of his way and kneels again. "But you don't have to run... I'm here~ I'll love you. As long as you do what I ask... you'll never be hurt again~" He spoke to you in the same manner when you were in the tank of doom. Gluing your eyes shut, you still cried. "Don't you remember how happy you were when you left the tank of doom? All the welcoming arms?"
Buggy's eyes were big and soft looking at your sadness. "There's nothing to think about... no decision to be made because I'm not letting you run off on your own." His thumb wipes away tears. The movement in your bottom lip told him you were trying to talk. "Talk to me~" You take a deep breath, finally meeting his eyes. "W-why are you doing this to me? Why not make an apprentice out of someone who wants it?" His eyes find the discarded hat. "Because... we understand each other in a way that no one else ever will." Looking at you again, he continues. "Shanks betrayed us. Claimed to care for us. He claimed to love us, but when he got bored, he ran off to find bigger, better things. Together, we can find him and give him the punishment he deserves." Your crying had stopped. Memories of your father filled you with rage. "He... He always loved Luffy more than me..." Buggy nodded. "But even with Luffy around, he still left..." Your nails dug into the armchair. Staring hard at your trapped feet, you recall the moment he left for good. "He told me. Being a pirate was dangerous. That he didn't want that life for me." Different kinds of tears fall from your eyes. "But then turns around and gives Luffy that stupid hat, telling him to come find him once he followed in his footsteps." Eyes filled with rage, full of tears, look at Buggy. "Take was supposed to be my hat! I'm his fucking kid! I didn't I earn it!?" You shout at Buggy. "... why wasn't I enough?" Slowly, he stands. "You are enough. Join me, and together will take Shanks down." As you think, Buggy untied all your bounds and helped you stand. "We'll kill Shanks, then I'll find the one piece and become king of the pirates... and you, my heir~" You suddenly gave Buggy a tight hug. Grief for Luffy, anger for Shanks, and hope for Buggy mixed to stream down your blue-tinted cheek. Buggy held you close. "I want him dead..." You mumbled against his chest. Pulling back, he looks at you. "And he will be..." Buggy then takes off his bandana and gently ties it around your head. "It's time to follow your dream... Will kill him together~"
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jordyn-degas · 1 year
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𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕖'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕥
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Characters: Roronoa Zoro x fem! reader
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Warnings: first time writing for him - be patient with me; light smut - MDNI; Zoro fucks you against a door because why the hell not?; yes, there is some alcohol involved; yes, we also have some soft Zoro thrown in there;
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Base: crew mates; time skip; mutual pining; hidden feelings; everyone knows except them; some jealousy; clumsy confessions;
Taglist: @uchihabbynic - there is literally no way in hell i'm not tagging you in this piece 😂 as a wise character would say "Nic-senpaaaaaai!" 😂
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Another island. Another battle in which the Straw Hats have emerged victorious. Another night surrounded by incredibly grateful residents, dancing and singing around a beautifully assembled bonfire while being offered humongous amounts of food, drinks and sweets. For pirates that refused to be called or considered heroes, you surely enjoyed the rewards.
“Do you think I can get his attention?” golden hair strands twirled in between manicured fingers, voice faltering with each note as nervousness washed over it — two women basked into the bonfire’s glow, gazes set on a very specific, yet unattainable man.
“Why wouldn’t you?” another raised an eyebrow, lips smacking together softly for the freshly applied lipstick to settle — fingers rushing through baby blue locks, ruffling them a bit for a more natural look. “He would be so lucky to get the attention of such beautiful women as we are.”
There wasn’t any trace of a lie in her words, both women of a beauty hard to deny. Smooth, silky skin unraveled from under the bit of clothing they both wore, bodies formed from nothing but perfect curves that would melt a man into submission in no less than a second. Adjusting their skimpy clothing, conversation of how to get in the man’s good graces kept pinching your ears to the point of annoyance. It did not even occur to you when an unwilling chuckle slipped, two pairs of eyes holding smoldering fires turning to the sound.
“Something funny?” the blue haired one asked, noticing quickly how she was the more confident one, annoyance dripping down her tongue.
“He doesn’t care.” short reply followed by a lazy shrug was offered as you didn’t meet their gazes, solely trained on the man having the time of his life while holding a bottle. “Women are not a priority.”
“She’s ..” the blonde swallowed hard, immediately lowering her head in an attempt to show respect. “.. a Straw Hat.”
“And?” arrogant amusement peeked from behind a pair of pearly whites that outstretched into a smirk. “Just because you weren’t able to catch his eye, which I don’t blame him for, it doesn’t mean we won’t.”
Before the sharp reply you prepared could be released, two bottles of sake flew by and landed into the hands of the two women. Surprise was written all over their faces, quickly looking in between the person standing behind you and the alcohol.
“Those should be enough to have Zoro look at you for longer than three seconds.” coldness laced Nami’s voice, an arm sneaking around your shoulders protectively — feather-like steps followed shortly thereafter, Robin joining in with an expression of such calmness it could bring down to their knees the most ardent adversary.
With a last mocking laugh, the two women left to pursue the only goal for the night: Roronoa Zoro.
Gaze lingered after them, hips swaying towards where the rest of the crew sat – Sanji’s eyes popping out of their sockets the moments the two beauties arrived. Golden earrings glimmered into the fire’s light as Zoro's head tilted slightly upwards to see where the sake bottles were coming from, eyes sharply flickered along the women’s form before meeting yours across the bonfire. It lasted more than any of you could count, abruptly cut off by the blue haired woman that sat down as if knowing perfectly where to. 
“Here.” Nami’s tongue clicked, placing another bottle into your hand. “Tonight we drink and party.”
“Blind leading the blind.” Robin offered a small smile, positioning herself enough to cover the scene where your eyes stayed glued on, feminine laughter coming with way too much ease.
“What do you mean?” brows dipped into a game of confusion, not daring to open a subject that could set ablaze the entire island – slight pang of guilt hitting your chest knowing what was deeply hidden from two of your best friends.
“Y/N.” name melodically slipping past Robin’s lips as her head cocked a bit to the side, bright blue eyes holding in them a familiar glint. “We know.”
“You’ll have to be more ..” fingers unscrewing the bottle’s cork and throwing it to the ground before quickly taking three consecutive gulps, feeling right away the alcohol hitting into the pits of your stomach along with the suspicion of what Robin was hinting at. “.. specific.”
“Really?” playful smirk curved Nami’s lips, arm tightening its grip around your shoulders, nose poking ever so slightly a cheek that felt hot to the touch. “You’re in love with Zoro.”
Each crack that was carefully sealed with each minute, day, week and year passed into his presence, reopened in a matter of seconds when the sentence you hid yourself from was uttered. Eyes snapped wide open, taking a step backwards while stumbling a bit over your own feet, the feeling of airways constricting as the sake rolled down the throat faster than needed. 
“I think you were too specific.” Robin chuckled lightly, steadying you on your own two feet while Nami patted away the violent cough rocking your burning lungs.
“I was right though.” Nami casually shrugged, both witnessing fingers clutching tightly around the bottle, jaw clenching as it pulsated under the skin, faint blush pinching your cheeks. “We all kinda knew for at least a year now. It’s not as hidden as you both think.”
“Both? Nami .. not both.” head shaking slowly, you sighed deeply as bitterness pinched the roof of your mouth. “Just me. And it’s fine.”
“That’s not ..” Robin began saying, quickly catching on to what you were trying to say and wanting to dismiss it.
“Can we not make a big deal out of it right now? Tomorrow’s another day.” arm stretching out towards your best friends with a small smile. “Tonight we drink and party.”
Nami and Robin looked at each other, both wanting to protest against your previous statement before realizing this was neither the time or the place. Laughter ensued, bottle passed around to seal the secret with the liquid that was bound to unravel what has been left unsaid for years on end. Arms thrown around their shoulders, you made your way towards the rest of the Straw Hats, passing right past the two women that were trying a bit too hard to get into Zoro’s good graces as his eye followed you.
“Y/N.” Zoro’s fingers wrapped around your wrist the moment you walked by him, abruptly stopping while a heavy knot formed into the stomach. “Drink with me.”
“Not tonight.” sharp reply came almost instantaneously, gaze kept forward and settling on Sanji and Franky that looked at the two of you with wide eyes filled with surprise – never before refusing to drink with Zoro, especially after such a glorious victory, always inseparable. “You already have great company.”
Every single muscle in Zoro’s body hardened, jaw clenching shut hearing the notes of your usually calm, kind voice drenched in a coldness he only heard in battles or when Sanji was overstepping. Head tilted upwards, dark gaze falling on an empty expression, calmly watching how you took another sip from the bottle, its content pinching your cheeks even more with a pinkish shade. The tension was of an uncommon heaviness, your crew mates watching the entire ordeal in complete silence, Luffy pulling out of his mouth a large bone with a “pop”.
“Is there any room for me there, Sanji?” just like that, all the coldness dissipated into the air as a warm smile graced your features, wrist slipping away from Zoro’s grip a bit too harshly for his taste. “Drink with me!”
“That was harsh.” Franky mumbled while moving to the side to allow for you to sit in between him and Sanji, everyone else resuming their antics, feeling their eyes darting back and forth between you and Zoro for a bit longer. 
“That was perfect.” Sanji grinned from one ear to the other, arm comfortably swinging around your shoulders before raising his voice. “Y/N, we’re going to have so much fun tonight!”
Night progressed with music and laughter swirling into the air, stars and moon being witnesses to Brook’s intoxicating notes complimenting Luffy, Usopp and Chopper’s shenanigans that had the residents filled with pure joy and a fun not lived in too long. As bottles fell, so did your worries, every single thought or feeling washing with each generous gulp of sake, accepting invites to dance with the island’s residents, laughing and forgetting, even for one night, where your heart truly was.
When one man became too many, Franky threw you over his shoulder while Luffy and Nami booed him for being a fun killer. Everyone knew that being a lightweight wasn’t one of your traits, recognising with ease that it was one of those moments when letting loose was the best option – simply tipsy and pushing as deep as possible any feeling related to the one that seemed to be unable to leave your mind.
“Franky!” frown dipping into a pout, arms crossed against the chest as you eyed the cyborg with a glint of vengeance in your eyes. “I can handle myself.”
“And the last thing we need is a swordsman out of control.” Franky barked back immediately, finger pointing so close it could touch your nose. “Sake or men.”
“Sake.” you mumbled, nose scrunching up, tip of the shoe tapping lazily against the ground. “Bottle.”
“Atta girl!” Franky laughed loudly as he turned around to leave and bring the only thing that would keep you under control at the moment.
“Hmpf! The audacity!” quiet growls coming out in waves filled with displeasure, aggressively blowing a hair strand out of your face. “Who cares what Zoro thinks? He can go fu ..”
Words died out into the throat the moment a step was taken backwards, back hitting abruptly a hard surface that had your muscle tense in a split second. Warmth engulfed you from head to toe feeling an arm wrapping around the waist, a low, deep chuckle you knew all too well brushing past the ear in waves carrying amused notes. Instinctually, your hand flew upwards, pressing softly against the one that held you tightly. Heart jumped into your throat with a never felt before speed, eyes closing for a brief moment to inhale the familiar scent of steel that replaced the Summer air, grabbing and pulling mercilessly at every single sense you possessed.
“You were saying?” Zoro rasped into your ear, eyes snapping wide open realizing with how much ease you began melting against him.
“Nothing that concerns you.” voice danced between warmth and coldness, fighting to get a hold of the person you were when not around him.
“I heard my name.” arm tightened its grip around the waist, being pulled even more into him than ever before while his other hand found your left one, fingers dangerously close to intertwining.
“You heard wrong.” another sharp reply slipped past your lips, mustering up the strength to evade the most comfortable grip in which you have ever been caught, quickly taking a step forward. 
Forgetting for a mere second who the person you were talking to was, guard was let down enough for Zoro to grab your wrist and hold you in place, feeling his dark gaze burning into the back of your head. Small smile forced its way towards the corners of your mouth, fighting to stretch them out, teeth nipping into the inner cheek in an attempt to keep yourself as grounded as possible.
“Let me go, Zoro.” annoyed sigh made its way into the air, wrist wiggling into its grasp.
“Why are you so mad at me, Y/N?” the question you’ve been avoiding being thrown out into the open, wincing slightly hearing how his voice danced between anger and calmness.
“Just because I chose to drink with Sanji, and not you, it doesn’t mean I’m mad.” you chuckled lightly, choosing to play the card of an innocence he never bought into. “He deserves a chance from time to time.”
“I’ll ask again.” this time his voice dropped more than an octave, detecting with ease the threatening notes that always made your skin crawl when going at each other’s throats for whatever reason that would be squashed in less than a minute. “Why?”
Before another, either mocking or smart, answer could be uttered, Zoro quickly tugged at your arm, body being spun around in the blink of an eye. Palm slapped quietly against his broad, tanned chest, the arm which he pulled at being locked behind your back with his own, breath hitching as surprise washed over your expression the moment his satisfied one met yours.
That is when the answer to the “Why so bold in public?” question came – half-lidded eyes stared completely lost into yours, cheeks pinched with the usual alcohol blush, his usually slicked back hair now slightly ruffled as its aspect, along with its uncanny green shade, reminded you of why Sanji called him Moss Head, and an arrogant smirk was the Zoro facing you tonight.
Drunk Zoro — a sight to behold.
“I- ..” whisper of a sentence that never came faltered, too enthralled by the man holding you closer than ever before as eyes filled with want couldn’t stop from tracing along the sharpness of Zoro’s jaw, lips parting while your gaze darted across his – fingers twitched against the warmth of his chest, slowly moving upwards until they brushed across the protruding collarbone.
“Y/N.” Zoro’s voice faltered into a whisper with each letter of your name, eye closing feeling the softness of your skin against his, deep inhale being taken – as if a spell was breaking, hand stopped before it could reach his face, eyes snapping wide open, erratic heartbeats breaking out loud enough for both of you to hear.
“You were busy.” snapping harshly, words coming out in a hiss, eyes darkening as you attempted to stare down the man you never could. “I didn’t want to interrupt.”
“Busy?” Zoro’s brows fell into confusion before being taken over by a brief surprise, corners of his mouth twitching into a blooming amusement that decided to take the form of a smirk. “Hm.”
“Wipe that smirk off your face, Roronoa.” low growl erupted from the back of your lungs, swift movement changing the dynamic, forearm pressing against his throat. “And let me go.”
It was beyond impossible to maintain a defensive posture with the way Zoro’s dark gaze cut right through the core of your soul, too strong to wriggle out of his grasp while feeling being pulled even closer into the body that provided a warmth and comfort you’ve been dreaming of for far too long now. Breathing picked up its pace, heartbeats slamming against the rib cage and carving their way out, his head dipping so close lips ghosted over each other.
“You’re not going back to them.” Zoro whispered as his half-lidded gaze traced the movements of your quivering lips — danger blooming into his dark iris at the mere hint of the men surrounding you not too long ago. 
Alcohol tainted breaths embraced each other, Zoro’s right hand releasing yours from its strong grasp only to wrap around the waist, flushing your bodies together in a breathless closeness. His ever watchful eye began memorizing every imperceptible gesture of the muscles, quietly observing the haziness that began settling over your features as his left hand cupped your face, tilting it upwards a bit more only for the thumb to brush innocently along your lower lip. Shaky breath slipped into the air, each second taking away from you the ability to stay grounded into reality, dancing along the fine line that led into insanity.
Heavily intoxicated on the scent of the man you have secretly loved for as long as you could remember, mind barely able to debate between “should I?” or “I shouldn’t”, electric shockwave had your blood rushing with an unmatched speed the moment Zoro’s other hand swiftly moved away from your face to travel along the body, palm pressing against the small of your back before expertly smoothing over the curvature of your ass.
“Zoro ..” choked out whisper, desperately hanging between confusion and a hidden plea for more, brushed against his feverish lips. “What are you doing?”
Instead of being offered a sound, sane reply, you were met with fingers dipping into the flesh, Zoro’s hand grabbing a handful of your ass and squeezing far from gentle. Lips parted to let out a breathless, quiet moan that almost went unnoticed by the man.
Almost.
“Settling whatever this is.” Zoro answered the question while taking a step back, releasing your body from his strong grasp and stretching out an arm, palm all open and welcoming.
It was blatantly obvious what was about to happen, yet you could not stop taking his hand, you could not fight the rush of hotness that ravaged your body from head to toe, blood rushing through the veins at the mere thought of finally reaching the point you’ve thought about for so long while cumming all alone, all over your fingers. With each step taken towards the house where all the Straw Hats were going to spend the night, your core dripped heavily onto the underwear’s material and drenching it beyond anyone’s wild imagination. After all this time, you knew Zoro better than the back of your own hand and, the heavy tension, the burning gaze, the alluring rasp with which he talked were dead giveaways, witnessing some whenever a woman was caught in his trap – he was either going to fuck you or kill you.
There was no in between.
“Settle it how?” the dumbest question you could think of slipped out, feet stepping inside the house, Zoro’s grip on your own hand tightening hearing it, walking through the darkness while climbing the stairs to the first floor – third bedroom on the left.
“You were jealous.” the force with which the words fell off his lips slapped the breath out of you, mouth agape as the door clicked shut behind, back resting against it as Zoro’s arms were crossed against the chest, dark eye solely focused on your shocked expression. “Why?”
“I could say the same thing.” out of fear of looking weak, a mere attempt at regaining yourself, choosing to raise an eyebrow rather than answering straight. “Which means, Zoro .. Why?”
“Because you’re mine.” the reply came with a venomous possessivity you’ve never encountered before, at the same time also with a baffling ease that pushed the knees into a trembling motion.
“I’m .. what now?” walls sprung, protecting any bit of the feelings you have been trying so heavily to hide, laughter escaping into the darkness, trying to act as if the moonlight did not fall right on Zoro’s not so amused expression, dark gaze glinting with determination. “Since when?”
In the blink of an eye and one swift motion later, you found yourself propped against the door, feet no longer touching the ground as the legs were wrapped around Zoro’s waist, mini-skirt riding upwards along the thighs while the strap of your tank top fell off the shoulder. Chest began heaving heavily, one of his arms wrapped around the waist for support while the other worked its way upwards, fingers tangling into the hair.
“Since we’ve met.” Zoro’s reply came as a whisper, warm breath pinching your lips as they hovered over his – truth spilled into the silence, chin trembling holding back all the pent up emotions.
“Are you?” dancing between reality and insanity, asking the question you wanted to hear a clear, truthful, spoken answer from, both separated right now only by a simple decision. “Mine?”
Zoro’s gaze darted from your face to your lips and back again, body filled with nothing but goosebumps at the feeling of having the woman he has been in love with since he can remember into his arms, mind twisted with never ending thoughts of ravaging every part of you until there was nothing left to give. Even with an alcohol induced mindset, Zoro always knew how to keep to himself, how to not reveal more than needed. However, seeing with how much ease your lower lip quivered, holding back what he thought to be so much time wasted in bottling up feelings, taking in the beauty in which your eyes bathed while silently pleading for an answer, he decided that if there was a person that was allowed to see him unravel, that was you.
“I’m yours.” Zoro swallowed the heavy knot formed into his throat, melting against your body as each muscle relaxed to allow you to understand that there was more than meets the eye. “Since we’ve met.”
The answer you’ve been waiting for far too long – everything needed and more.
Letting go, in a split second lips melted against each other, arms wrapping tightly against Zoro’s neck, bodies completely flushed together as his fingers lost themselves into your hair, gripping at each strand as if afraid of losing what was right in front of him. Tongue swiped across the lower lip, granting easy access into your mouth, not even fighting for the dominance you’d usually challenge him on a daily basis – you were his for the taking.
With each passing second, hunger surfaced over the passion, panting and teeth clashing in a desperate attempt to taste each other even more than possible. Arms fell off Zoro’s shoulders, traveling down the chest, not shying away for a single second when your hands worked over the clothing, one pushing it off his body while the other reached for what you wanted where it was needed the most. Mouthwatering hardness came in contact with your palm, skins separated by nothing but material and a guttural groan was released, one that had you clench painfully around nothing. 
“Impatient.” Zoro’s very particular chuckle, one that signaled danger, had you freezing – hand abruptly stopping from sizing him up, mouth agape, half-lidded gaze settling on his lips.
Fingers untangled from your hair, brushing across the sensitive skin of your neck before settling on the chest, being pushed backwards and leaning against the door once again.
It was impossible to look away from the beauty this man so easily displayed – defined muscles only Gods were said to be having, the broadness of his shoulders you found absolutely delicious were in full view, abdomen relaxing and contracting with each push of Zoro’s attempt to control the last bit of sanity he could hang onto right now as it fell into that, oh, so delicious, sculpted V-line, jawline of a sharpness that was not for the fainthearted, blush pink lips glistening with the remnants of your hungry kisses, half-lidded, dark gaze settled on yours along with the mess of a green hair from what had ensued so far.
Godly, you thought.
Too entrapped by the man haunting your dreams, there was no warning when his fingers hooked into the material of your tank top and pulled mercilessly, tearing it in one swift motion. Breasts bounced lightly when being released from their confinement, pebbled nipples coming abruptly in contact with the air, eyes snapping wide open at the gesture while a gasp erupted. Head cocked slightly at the sight, Zoro licked his lips hungrily before a smirk took over, taking a moment to admire the image in front of him, one he believed to be a whole lot better than whatever he imagined while fisting his cock at the thought of you.
“Stop staring.” you huffed, blush dusting the cheeks, one you knew was bright enough to outshine the moon, while playfully flicking his golden earrings.
“You were doing the same a minute ago.” Zoro grinned from one ear to the other, watching with a deep pleasure how you began squirming.
Opening your mouth in an attempt to be a smart ass, words died in your throat, being taken over by a moan the moment his mouth came in contact with your pebbled bud, tongue flicking playfully at it while his other hand gave equal attention to the other. Head fell backwards against the door, chest being pushed upwards, further into Zoro’s ministrations that were engulfing your mind in a pleasure induced haze.
“Roronoa.” fingers scratched against his scalp to which Zoro groaned loudly, grabbing at his hair and pulling backwards, darkened eyes staring right into his, skin brimming with a fire only the two of you could feel, panting desperately while being met with an innocence that sent a shiver down the spine. “Fuck me.”
It was either pride or amusement that could be read on Zoro’s flushed face – whatever it was resulted in his clothing fully dropping on the floor, eyes falling on the spot that interested you the most. Quiet, wet slap had you shivering lightly, breathing quickening its pace while watching his hard, veiny cock in all its might, standing up to attention and forcing for your eyes to not cross noticing the slight curvature upwards that was surely going to hit exactly the right spot.
Arousal pooled even more into your panties, feeling how soaked they were, inner thighs drenched beyond reality, his cock’s angry tip leaking heavily in anticipation.
“Up here.” Zoro rasped, hand sneaking in between your legs, fingers hooking into the material and pulling it to the side – eyes meeting his, completely lost on the expectation of what was about to happen, you hastily worked on the skirt while bunching it all around the waist. “Fuck.”
The word slipped out of both of you at the same time, Zoro’s fingers finding themselves completely drenched in arousal when settling in between your folds. Arms wrapped around his shoulders when feeling one finger slipping in with an embarrassing ease while his thumb pressed playfully on your needy clit. Slow, lazy movements derailed your mind completely to fall over the edge, needy whimpers slipping into his mouth as lips met yet again. Surges of hotness and pleasure rushed along the veins, hips beginning to move on their own accord wanting more.
“You can take another, yeah?” Zoro’s own panting revealed itself as another finger was pushed inside, the desperation of your needy cunt sucking them in with ease – whimpers morphing into moans, hips being pushed even deeper onto thick fingers as the first praise of tonight was released. “Good girl.”
“Wa-ah!-nna cum.” you mumbled against his lips, feeling that familiar coil building tightly inside, hanging onto dear life for more, thumb circling, playing lazily with your puffy clit, fingers slipping against that, oh, so delicious spot. “P-please ..”
“I know, I know.” that all knowing smirk carving into Zoro’s features, mocking tonality coming to play while gritting his teeth for control, feeling the way your gummy walls clenched around his soaked fingers – in a split second emptiness filled you, whimper and a confused expression following. “Wanna have you cum on my cock.”
Heartbeats thumped violently against the rib cage, Zoro bringing his fingers drenched in your juices up to his lips before sliding them into his mouth, pulling out of you a shameless moan at the sight. It was as if fighting a force of nature, the gesture enough to have your coil snap, holding back painfully to not cum right there and then - so fucking good, the swordsman rasped, watching with satisfaction how you fought to remain sane.
Strong hands settled on the hips, Zoro aligning himself with your soaking core that was dripping down the inner thighs and onto the floor, droplets falling with quiet slaps at the contact with the wood. Foreheads pressed together, eyes never leaving the other’s face, rock hard cock rubbed in between your folds for lubrication, drenching him completely. 
Feeling the tip slowly pushing in, gasping with no sound at the burn of an unfamiliar stretch, eyes widened at the size that you had to accommodate with, zoning away from him. Even after seeing it in full earlier on, you were definitely not prepared for it.
“Eyes on me.” Zoro commanded, voice faltering from aroused to careful, calm even – your gaze focused back on him quickly, looking for a confirmation that you were alright, a brief nod following right after.
With each delicious inch, the burn of the stretch turned into pleasure, accommodating to Zoro’s size and length being a work you never thought was needed. Teeth rolled in between them his lower lip, whimpers slipping out until you were flushed completely against him. Jaw went slack when he bottomed out, feeling the twitch of his cock against your stretched out walls. A few slow, lazy strokes followed, both accommodating at a whole nother level, broken moans beginning to fall off each other’s lips.
“Fuck, you’re so tight!” Zoro’s head fell backwards, fingers dipping into the flesh of your hips as he guided your body as he pleased, up and down the length you wanted for so long. “F-fuck ..”
“M-more ..” was the only thing you could say, pleading to be fucked beyond relief. “P-aah!-lease!”
Teeth grazed across the sensitive skin of Zoro’s neck the moment his pace picked up another level, nails digging into the flesh of his muscular back, leaving trails of ownership with each stroke, wet slaps bouncing off the walls. Lips latched onto the skin, sucking viciously until you stole another moan from him, love bite threatening to form by the time this was over. Every single time your needy cunt was clenching around Zoro’s length, another loud moan would slip into the air, filling you with a possessive satisfaction knowing it wasn’t because of someone else but because of you. He was unraveling right under, contracting on purpose just to hear that sweet sound coming out of the greatest swordsman.
“S-stop .. doing that!” Zoro barked annoyed, slamming into you aggressively, the loudest moan that was let out so far, finally making its appearance – clenching once more, fingers grabbed at the back of your head, pulling backwards until you were met with the cool wood of the door and a dark, hooded gaze. “Brat.”
Using the surface as leverage, angling you just right, Zoro’s arms went under your knees, spreading them beyond perfection as his gaze fell right on the spot where the two of you connected. Hands settled on your waist, fingers dipping forcefully into the flesh, squeezing an annoyed hiss from the woman that has been challenging him since they’ve met. A vicious smirk pinched his puffy lips, dragging his cock out slowly before slamming it deeply into your cunt.
“FUU-AAH!-CK!” the scream that plunged out of your lungs had Zoro’s cock twitch violently, watching how your body arched in pleasure.
“Rough, ha?” rasped chuckle came from the swordsman, hands wrapping around his wrists. “That’s my girl.”
What you thought felt absolutely amazing until now, turned into absolutely mind-blowing madness as Zoro began using your dripping hole as he deemed fit. Bewildering pace filled with a stamina fit for none other than him set the tone of how his hungry cock devoured your needy cunt. Clenched teeth could be seen between the moaning and the grunts he let out, sliding in and out like a starved man, watching almost drooling the way you were desperately sucking him in. It did not even matter at this point that the door was trembling violently in its hinges, the way he was capable of hitting into that perfect spot, tip kissing your cervix in the most delicious of ways.
Sweat trickled down Zoro’s body, glistening muscles flexing with each movement, licking his lips at the sight of the white, creamy ring forming at the base of his cock. Droplets of the same exhaustion essence dripped down in between your bouncing breasts, nails digging into the skin of Zoro’s wrist as the knot holding everything together was about to snap into millions of pieces.
“‘m gonna .. ahhh! fuck!” your moans began to be erratic, these last words being from the string of coherent ones as the rest came completely mumbled out, slurred even along with the squelching noises of a drenched out cunt sucking in the best cock it ever tasted. “ .. c-cum ..”
“C’mon .. shit!” Zoro grunted, holding you with only one hand while the other came in between trembling legs, thumb and index fingers settling on the clit, squeezing it gently between them before twisting it slightly. “Cum on my cock.”
“I w-wa-aah ah!-nt .. w-with me ..” barely audible words falling off your lips, unfocused eyes crossing from the pleasure the swordsman was inflicting on you. “Cum.”
Without thinking twice, the coil that has been burning heavily snapped in a split second, starstruck release washing over the both of you. Zoro slammed as deeply as possible into the depths of your cunt that was milking him for dear life and more, filling you up to the brim with his hot, creamy release, the pool of your violent orgasm erupting and drenching the man, dripping onto the floor in a never ending rain of droplets.
Heavy pants ensued into the darkness, silence embracing the both of you, Zoro wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling towards him until flushed completely against each other. Lips peppered hot kisses along the sensitive skin of your neck, traveling upwards under the ear and finding their way across the cheek until met with your feverish ones. Lazy, yet needy, brief kisses adorned your lips as his spent member slipped out of your warmth, quiet whine being let out at the loss of contact.
“Look at me.” Zoro whispered calmly, warmth pinching the tonality of a usually deep, aggressive voice – you refused by hugging him tightly, knowing exactly what he will see once allowed to. “Y/N.”
Slight, brief shiver took over, one that did not go unnoticed by the swordsman as he frowned briefly at the unusual occurrence, thinking, at first, that you were just tired. Pressing another kiss on your temple, nose nudging at it as a sign that you could not hide forever. Taking a deep breath, body moved slightly backwards, coming face to face with the only man that you wanted to fuck for the rest of your life. Zoro’s eyebrows snapped upwards briefly, barely visible to the untrained eye. Not to you. That was because you knew exactly what he was seeing right now.
Past the messy hair, flushed cheeks, puffy lips and sweaty body, there was the loud thumping of a heart that was never going to be able to settle after tonight and a very specific glint that adorned your eyes.
You looked utterly and irremediably in love.
What you did not expect to see, disregarding the words you both said to each other before everything began tonight, was that Zoro had the same expression on his face. Knot formed into the throat, teeth nipping at the inner cheek noticing the blush that bloomed onto his usually stone cold cheeks. You were both staring at each other as if caught red handed, as if doing something that you were not supposed to when, in fact, you had absolutely no idea that this was going to be the best decision any of you could make in their entire lives.
“I’m in love with you.” courage came out of complete nowhere, pushing you to be the first one to speak, knowing who was the man you were talking to – Roronoa Zoro, the man that would never say it hurts, rather dying on his own two feet than admitting to a weakness. “I have been for as long as I can remember. Yes, I was jealous of the two women that came to you tonight. Yes, I danced with all those men in hopes of getting a reaction out of you. Clearly, it worked and ..”
“Y/N.” Zoro tried stopping the avalanche, noticing how you kept fidgeting into his arms, fingers playing with the golden earrings – something you always did when nervous, uncomfortable or deep in thought.
“And you don’t have to say anything.” you followed, palm cupping his cheek while the other thumb smoothed over the scar adorning his left eye. “I can see it perfectly already. Don’t force yourself to be someone you’re not just for the sake of me hearing the same words. Tonight was enough for me to realize that you’re in love with me too.”
Zoro stared, lips parted in surprise hearing the words that fell past the lips he was kissing not even a few minutes ago with a love he had never shown another. You were the person that knew him better than anyone, he could go to the lengths of saying that even better than Luffy himself. He knew he did not have to say it for you to understand that his heart was beating in the same ways as yours did.
However, what Zoro was going to do was to show you as better as he can, willing to learn how to make you as happy as he wished for you to be with him – love, something Roronoa Zoro never thought he would be able to be blessed with.
“Thank you.” the swordsman whispered, lips pressing against yours gently, softness enveloping your senses, foreheads leaning into each other as he pulled back.
“And that?” innocent chuckle bloomed into the air, your finger pointing at the bright love bite fully settled into the skin of his neck. “Those two better know who you belong to now.”
“God, woman ..” Zoro laughed loudly – a true, rare sight – while playfully slapping your ass to which you jumped slightly, letting out the same laugh. “You’re killing me.”
“Exactly!” you chirped, grinning from one ear to the other, while being carried towards the bathroom. “No one else is allowed to kill you also. If you ever decide to die, I’ll happily oblige and do it myself!”
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lewiscarrolatemybrain · 3 months
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Idk what kind of AU you’d have to write for this to make sense but
Time Travel fic where all the Straw Hats go back to a little before the start of the series with all their skills and power-ups intact, and then for whatever fic-specific plot reason there’s some new actually dangerous threat in the East Blue
Which is how Ace, who recently joined White Beard, finds himself in a pickle and before he can even really dive into the fight some random green-haired swordsman and a blond dude in a suit proceed to absolutely demolish the enemy coming after him and his crew
And while Ace is standing there trying to figure out Friend Or Foe these two obscenely overpowered randos just turn to him like “Sup Ace, how ya doin, we have a message from your brother.”
And Ace, naturally, freaks the fuck out. His brother??? No, not his brother, Luffy is only sixteen. He’s not allowed to get into any real trouble for another year. He PROMISED. No.
And these two dudes (who say that they are, in fact, pirates and that Luffy is their captain) proceed to reassure Ace that Luffy is keeping his promise and they’re all sitting around twiddling their thumbs until he’s old enough to set sail, but in the meantime they decided to run a couple errands for him and that includes tipping Ace off about Blackbeard. (How?? Does Luffy know??? About Blackbeard???? Never mind the apparent treason how does Luffy even know that Teach exists?!?!?!)
And then they just. Fucking leave. They don’t explain how they know his brother or how they’re both so bullshit strong despite Ace having never heard of either of them before, they don’t even really tell Ace who they are. They just tell him one of his friends is going to murder the other and also his brother says Hi. Then they turn and walk away.
Ace doesn’t see them again for a little over a year, when the Straw Hat Pirates finally show up in the Grand Line and — yup, there they are, the blond dude and green dude and his fucking brother, who is, if his wanted posters are to be believed, the new emperor of the sea despite having only been a pirate for less than six months.
Ace gets him by the neck and proceeds to throttle him while demanding to know what the fuck is going on, and that little rubber asshole just laughs.
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fullyfazed · 1 month
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I love their Asian-style fishing summer home so much, so naturally I had to give them a costume change
close ups and style notes below :)
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Philza:
Purple and yellow ribbon woven into a now handmade straw hat
Duck, skull, and flower charms from previous hat
Small windchime! Just because!!!
Has a slight sunburn and new freckles from fishing all day
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Missa:
Glowing eyes and shadow skin, as always
Kimono style top is styled in an inverse y, because he's dead
White chrysanthemums on his haori to symbolize death
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Chayanne:
Black and pink racoon tail for Missa and Techno
Duckie Haori instead of his floatie :3
Horns are longer and I've added a tail to his and Tallulah's designs!
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Tallulah:
Black mushroom, music note, and flower pins/embroidery on hat
Hearing aids
Brian! Tallulah has been the bird queen during QSMP24 so I thought it would be more appropriate than her traditional flute.
Flower and plant embroidery on dress
Her dress was inspired by those cute dress overalls mixed with the high waisted style of Hanfu's!
Bracelets representing Phil, Missa, and Chayanne
Horns have also grown slightly, but not as much as Chayanne's
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escenariosinfumables · 4 months
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The marine and the pirate
Vice Admiral Smoker x pirate!reader
Note: shitty english. light snfw. gn!reader. te amo Smoky ♡
Word count: 1,590
Like the infamous White Hunter, Smoker knew a large number of pirates and, therefore, different Devil Fruits, but never one so werid like that. A little ¿monster? ¿Ghost? ¿Devil? He's not sure, but that little brat it's driving him crazy. That kind of black rabbit with three eyes jumped among his best marines, leaving a line of wounded in his wake with a gloomy smile on his cute face. No more than three meters away, the owner -he was not sure how that power worked- walked towards him with a light step. The image would be adorable without the gore around.
You're a pretty little bastard, with the cutest face and the pinkest aura possible. Smoker wasn't sure if you really were a pirate, you didn't look like one at all. Your wanted poster in his hand seemed like a joke. Even in it you looked too innocent to be true.
"Captain!" Tashigi's scream was what made him react. The sword of his faithful companion sought to stop your walk, but that kind of rabbit pushed her away with a rebound.
Angered by your attack on his precious subordinates, he grabbed his weapon and stopped your pace by pushing the seastone tip against your button nose. To his dismay, you laughed. And it was too cute for the vice admiral not to blush.
At a short distance he noticed the small marks that showed that you were older than you looked. Eight years younger than himself, if he remembers your file correctly. A lonely pirate, you didn't have a crew other than your strange buddy, but that didn't stop you from won notoriety and power. It was known that it was better not to make you angry. Your reward was also not high enough to be among the Worst Generation, but impressive for a solitaire.
"It's okay, Vice Admiral Smoker" you say with a small smile, which fails a little. You didn't expect the famous White Hunter to be so attractive. The aura of power and control shouldn't feel so irresistible. "I'm not here to fight, that doesn't interest me."
"You expect me to believe you after you invaded my ship and attacked my crew, pirate?" Smoker growled, using his devil fruit to envelop you in white smoke.
"This feels warm" you laugh as you feel it around your body, allowing it to capture you. "I'm here to talk. Luffy told me that you're one of the good guys, he told me that you helped him twice." The man's face hardened as he remembered the young pirate captain. "And I don't trust the Marine, but Bunny tell me that I can trust you, Vice Admiral Smoker."
Smoker took his time analyzing the situation. He was not a man of curious nature, but something about you touched his interest.
Tashigi recovered quickly - was just a push - and put sea stone cuffs on you. The little demon disappeared when the stone touched your skin. Smoker took you with him to his office. The crew moved around curiously, trying to hear the conversation before the captain forced them to return to their tasks. Then, she entered the office as well.
You were sitting in front of the desk, on the other side Smoker rested his feets on the wood and released the thick cigarette smoke into his mouth. "What do you have to say, pirate?"
"It's about Blackbeard..."
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Bunny is the name of that werid thing, that Devil Fruit. It was a very strange class, desired by the few who knew of its existence. The rabbit, as Smoker called because that's what that looked like, was a kind of protector of the fruit user. It also provided vitality and a higher level of healing. He quickly became the pet of the G-5. The terrible and feared pirate hunters quickly surrendered to the tenderness of the three-eyed demon and your charms.
After a long conversion, you and Smoker ended up exchanging information and signing some sort of peace agreement. The marine hated ending up working with pirates, like he did with Straw Hat and Trafalgar Law, but with you it was different. He don't consider you a pirate despite your official reward. Damn, didn't even have your own boat. So you ended up traveling alongside the dreaded G-5.
It was nice to travel with someone, even though sometimes you missed your loneliness. Everyone on the ship was friendly and the sadistic personality of the group in general wasn't something that bothered you. You adapted quickly. Tashigi was happy to be able to share with another woman, surrounded mostly by men since the beginning. You and she became close friends.
During the trip you witnessed the division's reputation. These marines were as violent as the pirates they faced. You were glad to be on his side. Although Bunny and your fighting skills were enough, the division leader still outmatched you.
The alliance between you allowed you to improve your physical abilities too. Fighting them was a tough practice. Tashigi looked weak and clumsy, but with the sword in hand she had a incomparable strength and determination. The mens under his power were not only violent, they had the techniques to be so. And their leader... again, you still couldn't beat Smoker without Bunny's help.
However, there was something that bothered you about this arrangement. At first, it was the sweet anxiety of Smoker's closeness, and it was understandable due to your reputation and the hierarchy among you, but that developed into a comfortable feeling with each interaction every time you confront him or have a long discussions in the claustrophobic office. Your need to accompany him was growing, and his refusal to wear a damn shirt didn't help either. Luckily for you, he spent most of his time in his office.
"All of you can kiss my ass" the Marin shouted, hanging the den den mushi in anger. His superiors were idiots, the reason the whole system was a shit. The information you collected together was of great relevance, but no one wanted to be responsible for any action. And Grap was missing. He wouldn't hesitate to help, but his absurd personality left him as a last option.
Smoky, like Luffy called, put out his two cigarettes with force on his leg, without getting burned thanks to his power. The action shouldn't suck the air out of you like it does, nor should you rub your thighs together in search of non-existent friction. It wasn't the first time you wondered what his mouth tastes like. The smoke that filled the room didn't let you see more than two feet away and made you feel a little silly, dizzy. You surreptitiously hit your head, trying to focus on what was important and not on the exposed chest that was breathing heavily.
Whether it was luck or not, Smoker noticed the blush on your face and your awkward movements. He blushed too when he saw you bite your lips. You're a pirate, yes, but you're also damn attractive, his type: independent, loyal, strong and fucking hot. He had tried to ignore the tachycardia of his heart and below by concentrating on work, but it was difficult when you sat there with puppy eyes begging to be disciplined.
The atmosphere was heavy, you both had enough. For the entire ship, you were in an important meeting, they should not interrupt. The glint of lust in his gray eyes pushed you in front of his figure, hitting his legs from above the desk until they fell to the floor and you took them as your new seat. Smoker followed your movements carefully. You were rough for the first time, hard, a pirate.
He didn't expect it to be so hot the way you surrounded his body with yours, a sharp cold running down his neck. It was his own letter opener.
"Smoker " you purred. His name on your lips sounded like heaven. "I die to taste your smoke" You confessed without shame. The warm touch of his personal smoke on your back was received delightedly. You had become accustomed to his power.
You felt him on the back of your neck bringing your faces closer until only a few centimeters separated them. He didn't say a word, but opened his big mouth. The white smoke hit your face suddenly, tearing a gem from the depths of your being. You felt him squeeze you closer.
When you thought you would lose your mind and hit your lips against his, the door burst open. Much of the G-5 were piled on top of each other, sporting red faces. Captain Tashigi, from the bottom, wanted to apologize, but she couldn't speak because she was blushing. The door was defeated and revealed the espionage attempts.
Smoker grabbed the bridge of his nose, angry and frustrated.
"Boss" shouted one of his subordinates, "We're happy for you!"
"Yeah!" shouted other "We were tired of the tension!"
Only took one look from the boss for everyone to disappear as quickly as they appeared. They both heard the cries of anguish as an adorable demon chased them as punishment.
Smoker sat back in his seat, you followed him still on his lap. You sigh into his neck, beneath his ear.
“Promise we’ll follow this up later” you bit his earlobe “Vice Admiral"
Shit, Smoker thought. You weren't as innocent as you look. And he loved it.
You felt his hand hit your ass firmly before being squeezed with the same force "It's a promise, pirate"
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YES im THIRSTY for Smoker, sorry not sorry i love men big (tits), grumpy and cupcakes
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kelcemenow · 8 months
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What To Wear.
Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader
Words 802
Warnings Nothing at all, it's a fluff-fest!
I got this request from the lovely @princessmermaid1289 and thought it would make a cute little fluffy fic! "Could I get one where maybe Travis helps the reader put together outfits?"
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You stared helplessly down at your bed. It was covered with your clothing, messily strewn across the bedspread with no order or system. You were preparing for your first vacation with Travis, and your first vacation with a boyfriend ever. The pair of you had been dating for a few months and after he had won the Super Bowl, he surprised you with a two-week long trip to the Maldives.
"Hey, baby!" Travis called through as he entered your apartment.
You held your gaze on the mess you had created, "I'm in the bedroom."
"So, how is packing going..." He trailed off when he laid his eyes on your bed, the impressively large pile of outfits almost spilling over the edge, "Oh."
"Yeah." You said through gritted teeth.
Travis stood rooted to the spot, "Wow. You do know that our flight is tomorrow morning, right?"
You turned to him with a frantic expression, "I know, I know. And I'm sorry." You reached out for his hands, holding them at his chest, "It's just, I've never been on vacation with a boyfriend before. I actually can't remember the last time I had a vacation at all. I don't know what to pack, I don't know what to wear. I'm just not used to this at all." You dropped your head in frustration.
Travis lifted your chin with his finger, "Well, get used to it baby." He kissed the end of your nose, "Come on, I'll help."
"You really don't have to do that."
Travis raised his eyebrows, "Yeah. I do."
You watched as he began removing items of clothing and placing them into separate piles. You smiled at the look of concentration on his face, the tip of his tongue just peeking a little out of his lips.
"Okay. Easy things first, underwear for every day and then 3 more...just in case."
"Just in case?" You smiled and counted out panties and grabbed some bras, dumping them all into your suitcase, "Done!"
"Right, will you be wearing any pyjamas?" He looked to you with a knowing look.
You grinned, "You tell me?"
He fished out a white, almost see-through, lace chemise "We'll put one in."
"Just in case?"
Travis winked before turning back to the bed, "That's right!"
You held up a bright orange and gold bikini that you had bought for the trip a couple of weeks ago but were unsure about, "Okay, swimwear next?"
Travis' eye's lit up at the lack of fabric and he nodded enthusiastically, "Oh hell yeah, you're packing that."
You rolled your eyes and folded what you could of it along with some others and placed them carefully into the case.
"Have you had any thoughts about outfits?"
You looked to Travis with a blank expression, a slight hint of worry in your eyes.
Travis sighed, "You're so lucky I'm here." He mused over the pile of clothes that were left and grabbed a colourful summer dress, holding it up against your body, "I think with the right accessories, this could look really cute."
You raised your eyebrows, "It could look cute?"
"Yeah, maybe some neutral coloured sandals, maybe some natural, straw or cork materials."
Your eyes widened even further, "Do you hear yourself?"
Travis quickly threw the dress back onto the bed and began walking out of the room, "Well, if you don't want my help?"
You grabbed his arm and pulled him close to you, "No, no I do! I really do! I need your help, baby!" You laid a kiss on his dramatic pout.
Travis laughed and picked the dress up again, "Well, let the master carry on with his work!" He held the dress up again, clearing his throat, "So, I can see you wearing this with a straw summer hat, maybe some brown or beige sandals."
You smiled and opened your closet, grabbing some shoes and a hat similar to what he was describing.
"Those will work." He placed them into the suitcase before finding a pair of your jean shorts, "Now, these need pairing with a cropped tank top or something. Anything in a true summer colour palette?"
You began rummaging through the pile on the bed, "Oh! I have a violet one...and a bright blue one?" You held them up in front of you.
Travis narrowed his eyes and looked between them both, occasionally looking at you in thought, "The violet." He pointed and took it from you before picking up a pink mini dress, "Here, I need you to try this on."
"What?"
He thrusted the dress further at you, "I need to see you wearing it, I need to see the vision."
You breathed a laugh and took the dress from him, peeling off your sweatpants and t-shirt, "I knew you'd get me out of my clothes eventually."
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This was a cute one to write! I can actually imagine Travis getting all excited at packing clothes for a holiday/vacation! I'm almost through with my requests list so once I'm clear with that, I'll get started with a little series idea that I've had. In the meantime, feel free to send any requests you have and I'll add them onto the list! As always, if you don't want to miss any of my fics, give me a shout and I'll add you to my Taglist!
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Tricks & Treats
A little Halloween blurb featuring Roy & Bucky! Takes place after the events of Something There, so spoilers for chapters 11 & 12 I guess? Thank you to @infinetlyforgotten for helping inspire the idea!
0.9k words Warnings: Flirting & teasing, language, some oral (f receiving)
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“Come on, Bucky!”
I laughed and leaned down to link my arm with Pheobe’s. “I don’t remember Dorothy and the Wicked Witch skipping together in the movie,” I joked to the little green girl. I glanced over my shoulder. “Do you, Scarecrow?”
Roy scowled at me, his grim face nothing short of comical with the straw-filled pointy hat and painted face he’d let me put on him earlier that evening. But when I raised my eyebrows at him, he let out a heaving sigh and linked up on Phoebe’s other side. Together, the three of us strolled arm in arm to the next house, where Roy and I watched Phoebe hustle up to the door to get her candy.
I leaned close to Roy and wrapped an arm around his middle. “Having fun?”
His eyes trailed down my blue-and-white checkered dress. “Do we really have to go to the party after this?” he grumbled. “I just want to go home and wipe this shit off my face.”
“Roy,” I cooed mockingly, giving him a squeeze. “Don’t you want to see adorable Dorothy become grown-up Dorothy for the party tonight?” I wiggled my foot at him. “The ruby slippers are going to turn into red stilettos. Gonna need someone to carry me home once they kill my ankle.”
The corner of his mouth ticked upwards, mimicking his raised eyebrows. “One hour. Then it’s no fucking place like home, got it?”
Once Phoebe was satisfied with her haul and had been dropped off with her mom, we quickly stopped to freshen up before Keeley’s annual Halloween bash. I changed into the shoes I’d been teasing Roy about and switched out the knee-length pinafore I’d been wearing for one that stopped midway down my thighs.
Roy raised his eyebrows at me when I found him waiting in the living room. “That’s so fucking unfair, babe,” he groaned, brown eyes raking over my body. “You sure we have to go to this shit?”
Smirking at the exact reaction I’d been hoping for, I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the door. “Let’s go, Kent.”
To no one’s surprise, Keeley’s party was a real rager. The club she was hosting it at was packed with people- Greyhounds, Whippets, celebrities, friends. We wandered around, Roy’s hand on my lower back, greeting familiar faces over the pulsing music. Roy managed to grab us a couple of drinks, which I convinced him to bring to the dance floor; ever since our first date, there one where he took me back to the club we’d met at, I loved getting Roy to dance whenever the opportunity presented itself.
Despite his good-natured eyerolls, Roy leaned close to me as we danced, letting his hand wander a bit more than was appropriate in public. But, between the alcohol and the music and his warm touch, I didn’t care one bit. I pressed my back to him, closing my eyes with a smirk as we moved to the music. I knew by the way Roy grinded against me that he’d make me pay for all this torture.
Sure enough, exactly sixty minutes after our arrival, Roy interlocked his fingers with mine.
“Hour’s up, Coach,” he hummed.
Roy liked to drive fast in that big, stupid car of his. And it was especially true tonight as he nearly ran a few red lights and treated the speed limits like suggestions. The entire time, his hand gripped my thigh, fingers digging into my skin. His jaw was set, gaze straight ahead, looking more like he was preparing to enter a championship game than just driving home with his girlfriend.
“Roy!” I squeaked as he nearly yanked me out of the car once he’d parked.
With his hand firmly on my ass, he practically sprinted to the front door. He unlocked it in record time and slammed it behind him. Relief crossed his face for a fraction of a moment before being replaced with pure lust and desire.
“So fucking mean,” he growled, pressing my back to the wall by the front door. “Wearing that fucking dress, dancing with me the way you did.” His mouth found my neck. “What did I do to deserve that, Buck?”
Despite the fire that was starting to spread over my skin, I rolled my eyes in annoyance. “Don’t call me Buck, Kent.”
His breathy chuckle tickled my neck. “Sorry, darling.” His hands wandered up and down my sides, gripping the blue and white material. “Just looked so fucking good tonight. Forgot my fucking manners.”
When his fingertips grazed the bare skin of my thighs, I let out a deep sigh. “Bedroom?”
To my surprise, Roy shook his head. “Can’t fucking wait that long.”
In an instant, Roy was on his knees in front of me, tugging my already short skirt up to reveal the red lace I’d put on with him in mind. He groaned when he saw the material, reaching out to press one finger to the damp spot he’d caused. Without warning, he lifted my leg- the one with the shit ankle- over his shoulder, leaving me attempting to balance on one stiletto. As if he knew I needed help, he tightened his grip on my hips before pressing his mouth to my clothed heat.
“Fuck!” I gasped as my hips instantly jerked against his face. “Shit, Roy-” With a blissful sigh, I threw my head back, gripping his curly hair tight.
His tongue tugged the material aside, exposing my cunt to his hot breath. “Hello, gorgeous,” he hummed, planting a deep kiss to my pussy lips. “My little Halloween treat.”
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How to romanticise Spring:
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Some ideas and things you can do to romanticise the Spring season 🫧˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🧚🏻‍♀️.
Spring Wardrobe - Spring is the perfect time to start integrating new pieces into your wardrobe. Long flowing dresses, maxi skirts, pretty blouses, milkmaid dresses/shirts, rompers, dungarees, mini skirts, cami’s and so much more. Make sure to add a pair of new Spring pumps (Mary janes are perfect) and some pretty floral hair bandanna’s and flower crowns in there too. Pastel pinks, yellows, blues, greens and white fit perfect for this time of year, along with patterns and materials like floral print and lace 🩰
Change your eating habits. Put away the comfort food from winter and indulge in the delicious delicacy’s of Spring. Fresh fruit and vegetables can make endless recipes for Breakfast, Lunch & Dinner, sweet things like Oatmeal, Honey, gelato and any particularly sweet fruits are perfect for this time of year 🍒🥗🍵
Consume Spring media 💐 The media you consume affects your mood, consuming uplifting Spring content will not only make you feel happier in yourself, but will also make you look forward to and romanticise the season more. I have a list of Movies, TV shows & books you can consume in Spring that I will be uploading shortly ☀️
Read Spring books. There are SO many out there, classics are perfect for this time of year but any whimsical, forest-core, fantasy story’s like “The Hobbit” or “The legend of King Arthur” are perfect too 📖
Listen to classical music, movie soundtracks and pretty instrumentals whenever you are doing any of the following activities (I find it helps romanticising a lot! 🎶🌷)
Have a picnic outside - Bring a wicker picnic basket, beautiful picnic blanket, fancy plates and cutlery and have a picnic fit for a countryside princess outside, either at the park or in a field. Wear a big sun hat to keep shaded from the sun and be sure to bring the essentials (Princess picnic food can include miniature sandwiches, scones, cookies, cakes & cupcakes, fruits like strawberries, cherries and apples, any snacks you can think of, lemonade and sweet iced tea) 🌷
Host a Tea Party (either indoors or outside) Set a table with all your finest dinnerware pieces, wear a floaty dress and white gloves, and use your most precious Teapot to pour fruity and sweet flavoured teas into any delicate teacups you can find. You can even make this Bridgerton inspired and have a high-tea esque party. With cookies and strawberry shortcake, cupcakes and miniature sandwiches. Make sure to set the table with a pretty tablecloth, fresh flowers and napkins/fine cutlery for yourself or your guests. Play some classical music and enjoy 🫖
Go berry/fruit picking. This time of year is perfect for Strawberry, Cherry’s & fruit picking in general. Wear a big straw hat, a long dress and don’t forget to bring your basket with you to collect the fruit in 🍓
Visit a flower field 🌸 💐 this time of year, flowers are in full bloom. Wear the most beautiful dress and a flower crown, so you are ready to twirl in the flower fields to your hearts content 🌷
Bake new Spring recipes. There are SO many Spring/Easter baking ideas on Pinterest. Have a look at any and compile a list of Bakes you want to try this Spring season 🍰
Cook new Spring recipes, you can even incorporate any new foods you have tried into the recipes and be sure to write them down in your recipe book 🥧
Make flower crowns! You can use fresh flowers or fake flowers, some wire or plain headbands. Get creative with them, use flowers, gems, lace, ribbon (this is a lovely activity to do with friends outside) 🌸
Press flowers (Such a Spring fairy activity!) any wild flowers you find (preferably dying or damaged) take them home and press them in a heavy book
Go on Forest Fairy walks. Explore your local forests, parks, meadows in the most vibrant green and pink dresses, wear flower crowns and just be one with nature, listen to fairytale music and take in the wildlife and nature around you 🧚‍♀️
Decorate your bedroom/space for Spring. This can be as simple as changing the bedding or by going all out and re-decorating your room completely. Fresh flowers, fake plants, cottage-core illustrations of animals look lovely too 🌷
Celebrate Easter like a Spring princess (really get into it this year) enjoy a beautiful Spring breakfast, paint eggs, eat chocolate, do some Easter bakes in the kitchen, make Easter Sunday a special day for you 🐣
Journal/Sketch/Paint - Painting outside is one of my favourite things to do, and you could even set up your easel/painting supplies in a garden or local field and paint the scenery 💐 Journalling all about your pretty Spring days can be uplifting and I find that sketching illustrations of Flowers, woodland animals and just Nature in general makes me feel so at ease any time I do so 🦢
Visit historical places like castles, botanical gardens and garden centres. These places are always abloom in Spring. Most of these places offer café’s and afternoon tea’s too! 🌸
Visit a cute Café for afternoon tea 🫖 (Make sure to wear a pretty outfit!)
Go frolicking in meadows. Roll down hills and twirl in flower fields 🌼
Feed birds and take time out to Spend time with nature and wildlife 🐰
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I hope this helped and gave you some ideas, made you feel happy or comforted whilst reading and most importantly, inspired you to live life to the fullest and most beautiful it can be this Springtime 💐📖🎀 All my love ~ Kellen
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firefirefruit · 3 months
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Steel in Her Veins, Chapter: Four
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Characters: Fem!Reader x Roronoa Zoro
Chapter Four: A Cyborg, A Skeleton and A Lot of Limbs Walk Into A Shop…
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You’ve always liked early mornings. Those moments where everything remains silent, untouched, and it feels like only you can drift across the earth like a ghost. You love to be the first witness of the sun stirring from its own slumber, where you can sit down and think and think and think and know that the day still hasn’t started yet. You’re relieved because you know you’re not wasting your day. This is just the entrée to the main course.
With a cup of coffee pressed against your red-hot palms, you lay against your workbench and admire the mild light that filters through the door. Your eyes slightly drift across your studio, taking in the heap of unrestored mess made from yesterday. You let out a pent-up sigh... Well, at least you’re getting some help with that.
From a distance, you pick up on the faint form of Gramps ambling towards you, making you almost smile in greeting – almost. Because as you strain your eyes harder, you realise that there’s another person who’s towering beside him, silently listening to the excitable one-sided conversation made by your old man.
Much to your unsurprise, it’s him.
You observe him silently, tapping a thoughtful finger against your mug.
Huh. He’s still wearing those hilts by his hip, you notice. Any other wielder would opt to throw those empty carcasses away by now.
Somehow sensing you, the marimo cocks his head and his eye naturally falls onto yours. His golden earrings dance in the morning light like a flickering flame, making sound only gold can elicit from a breeze. The light brushes across his closed eye, uncovering the deep white scars of his history, and for a split second, you begin to wonder about them.
From a distance, he narrows his piercing gaze with a questioning brow, and undeterred as you are, you stare straight back at the green-head.
Without breaking your gaze, the two men near you, and Gramps being as oblivious as ever is still completely lost in his own line of conversation.
“And that’s why Kotetsu, from eons ago, favoured the ores from the Rippling Ground rather than the—"
“Good morning,” you interrupt, deciding to offer relief to the marimo from your babbling old man.
Gramps beams at you, waving a calloused hand in greeting. He turns to the marimo, having to dramatically crane his head up to look at him. “I told you she’d be awake.”
“I haven’t started on the swords, if that’s why you’re here…” you curiously state, cocking your head at the samurai.
As Bull-Head opens his mouth to reply, Gramps interjects giddily.
“I invited him here.”
Oh, well that figures. You know your Gramps sees something in this guy, but you don’t really get what it is.
You take another long look at the scarred marimo, which he returns with an expressionless countenance.
“What?” He gruffly snaps.
You smirk a little, walking towards your forge. “Did you fall out of bed? Your hair’s sticking up.”
You don’t need to turn around to see it happen – you hear the man hiss to himself as he pats over his head aimlessly.
“I met the others by the dock,” Gramps Sukiyaki informs with a little grin on his weathered face. “Funny bunch, they are!”
You can’t help but smile at his elated demeanour; it seems like the Straw Hats are definitely improving his mood in these days. You can’t help but like the fact that they’re all most certainly clinically insane.
“Raya!” Nami shouts from the field, jogging with Chopper on her shoulder. “We brought a few more of us than expected, I hope that’s okay!”
Chopper apologetically grins at you as they enter through the wide door. “More like - we couldn’t stop them from coming…”
You push off from your stool and smile at the two, shaking your head. “That just means more helpful hands!”
Three odd figures begin to file in after Nami and Chopper, excitedly looking around the studio with freshly intrigued eyes.
“Woah! Luffy wasn’t lying about this place,” the metallic man exclaims wildly, stomping through your workspace like a kid in a candy shop.
“Yo-ho! This energy…this soul - I can feel it in my bones!” The…speaking skeleton…grins, clambering along inside with the robot.
Clang! Rattle!
“Don’t just fucking walk in before introducing yourselves!” Nami yells, her hand steaming from a fresh beating.
“Hello, I’m Robin.” The dark-haired woman smiles at you, gazing at the rack of freshly made weapons besides her. “Wow, you’re very talented.”
Disoriented from the bombard of stomping guests, it takes you a second to register her words.
 “Oh…uh – thank you. I’m Koz—” You immediately halt, swearing intensely at yourself at the blunder you were about to make. “I’m Tenguyama Raya.”
In an instant, Robin’s eyes widen for a fraction of a second before she tries to compose herself.
Shit. Shit. Shit, you think. Did you accidentally ruin your cover just now?
“Nice to meet you,” the cyborg weakly interrupts, a robotic arm clutching at his swollen back. Nami hovers behind the two wounded crewmates, animalistically breathing against their necks. “I-I’m Franky.”
The damaged skeleton sweats anxiously, side-eyeing Nami who’s growling at him under her breath.
“I-I’m Brook.”
All of this sounds like some kind of joke: A cyborg and a skeleton walk into a shop…
“We heard you needed some extra hands,” Robin explains, crossing her forearms in the formation of an ‘X’.
Consecutively, an army of limbs sprout up from the ground like baby tree saplings, slowly taking shape as pale, wriggling hands.
“What the fuck?” You shout loudly, jumping away from a hand that crawls past your feet.
Robin laughs at your reaction. “I ate a—"
“Yeah, I can see that!” You excitably exclaim, crouching down to watch the assembly of hands picking up your scattered belongings. “This is so efficient for make-shift manufacturing assemblies! Not to mention the amount of work you could do at the same time…I’m envious…”
A skeletal hand slides in front of your eyes, making you yelp out loud and lose your footing.
“What the fuck?” You repeat again, arms fearfully flaring up with fire, about to kick whoever’s zombie-ass that was.
Brook yelps like you do, putting his hands in front of him.
“Ho-ho, I’m surprised I wasn’t the one who scared you first!” He flashes his teeth in a forced grin, making him look more constipated than friendly.
“I’m so sorry -- you took me off guard,” you stammer, frantically looking around at the crazy bunch of people who’ve entered your shop. You thought Luffy was too much too handle, but it seems like his whole crew is, too.
As you begin to stand, your eyes accidentally brush past the skeleton’s hip on your way up – wait, what is that? A purple cane? But… its makeshift tip looks similar to of a hilt…the grooves, the slight contour line that divides the top from the rest of its body…
You wildly point at the foreign object, the words not able to come out of your mouth.
Everyone looks down and gapes at what you’re gesturing at.
They gape up at you in bewilderment.
“What is that?” You finally demand, completely taken by this cane.
“Ah, this?” Brook points at his purple cane.
With a quick swish and twang, his bony fingers curl over the hilt and he unsheathes…. frankly, a masterpiece.
His glinting sword hums in the most harmonious, bone-chilling tone you’ve ever heard from a blade before as he proudly presents the sword to you.
“I call her the Soul Solid – my grooviest instrument yet.” Brook dramatically poses and flashes his cane-sword hybrid in the air.
“It’s…It’s…” You stutter, your eyes shining in admiration. “It’s a work of art.”
It’s so wacky and so groovy, and it harmonises with the wielder so perfectly, and you just love it.
“Hold on, you like that skeleton’s walking stick more than my blades?” The green-head marimo stomps over while growling, looking completely pissed off. “Just what type of swordsmith are you?”
You ignore him, bashfully moving closer to Brook with your palms stretched open.
“May I hold her?”
“Hey, don’t ignore me!” Marimo yells, flaring his nostrils furiously.
“Of course…but…if only I could see your panties first, Miss?” Brook replies sweetly, fluttering his empty eye-sockets at you.
Crack! Rattle!
“Didn’t I make things clear enough before?!” Nami yells, karate-chopping Brook on his vulnerable skull.
“I-I’m sorry…” Brook whispers and hands you his sword, fading into the background of his crewmates. Chopper anxiously follows him with a carton of milk clutched in his hoof.
“Amazing craftsmanship! I wonder who made this, this handiwork doesn’t ring any bells…” You say more to yourself than to anyone in particular, observing the make of the metal and the customised grooves on the hilt. “She’s in perfect shape.”
“Cool. Whatever. Who cares. When are you going to remake mine?” The marimo hisses, making Nami hiss back at him like a cat.
Suddenly, you hear Robin gasp like she’s being choked. All of her helpful hands wilt and merge into the floor, smashing all of the items that were safely in their grasps.
“Robin! What are you doing?” Franky shouts, lunging forwards to catch a glass orb before it shatters from impact.
You swivel your head around to look at Robin, and almost immediately, anxiety consumes your chest like wildfire.
“Robin, are you okay?” Chopper exclaims, running towards her.
Robin’s eyes are consumed with shock, her mouth slightly open. She turns to you, a new hand blossoming in between where you two are standing.
The hand morphs and flutters out like branches on a tree, but instead of holding leaves, it's holding--
“How…do you have this?”
The glossy cube glints in her graceful grasp. Obsidian and violet in shade, the text is only half-way crafted across its surface.
It's your poneglyph.
Immediately, Gramps Suki draws out his blade.
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The Corinthian looks (part I)
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Daddy goes to work
Light wool blazer and a light blue checked cotton shirt: the good family man look, perfect for going to work, be it interviewing sweet old ladies while sipping tea or giving motivational speeches to professional serial killers. Like most Corinthian outfits, it's casual, tasteful but discreet: after all, if you are a very tall predator with big dark glasses, you tend to avoid excesses at least in your clothing. Not a great fan of this office look but I still can enjoy a nice view of his neck.
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Into the woods
Boyd succeeded in making me appreciate one of the color combinations I hated the most: black and brown (Mr. Holbrook also succeeded to make me love a blonde actor, but that's another story). Outfit coordinated with the surrounding forest, the wooden benches, even with the ice cream. Perfect for a pleasant picnic in nature after exterminating your new godson's foster family. Too much ton sur ton for my tastes but these kinds of jackets suit his looong legs so well: shantay, you stay!
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The white duke
This is extremely minimal and extremely sophisticated! A white/grey wool trench coat with a light sweater of the same color: the perfect counterpart, aesthetically and symbolically, to Dream's black outfit. For me, this is the look that brings out the most the Corinthian's association with the color white (as well as beautifully enhancing his long neck, which is always a pleasure to see). Is sexy, is dangerous, my favorite with the next one.
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The Berliner
No notes. Pure absolute perfection. Stiff starched collar shirt, cream-coloured tailored jacket and trousers, black vest, pocket watch, pocket square, straw hat that is very summer in Florence, super fancy octagonal glasses, pin on the tie....an over-rich but classy dandy! It's by far his most brazen and conspicuous look, full of accessories and details in the latest fashion of the time. I will come back to this to make a more in-depth analysis, for the moment I like to note that, unlike his modern clothes, which tend to be rather discreet, this one does not go unnoticed. Walk walk fashion baby!
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The slutty killer
This image is branded in my mind from the first moment I saw it, so objectivity of judgement is definitely compromised. A rather sporty sweater over classic black trousers (still brown and black, a choice that in other cases I would have found questionable but which I strongly appreciate here). I think the white/grey thench coat does not exactly match here but is perfect for concealing weapons. The knife shoulder holster is there both for practicality and, most important, to awaken unsuspected kink in the viewer.
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The dark knight
I love the Corinthian dressed in white but even more so dressed in black: unfortunately, a moment too brief to fully appreciate him with that long coat that looks like it was taken directly from Dream's wardrobe.
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It's midnight but I'm still working
Another office look (after all, he is technically at work although as a freelancer). Striped shirt, definitely my least favorite.
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hhighkey · 5 months
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Decode // Chapter Two, Seeing Red
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Dracule Mihawk (opla) x OC (female)
Rating: mature
Story Contains: live action characters, related and non-related one piece plots, unspecified religion, OC is a nun on sabbatical, trauma, violence, age gap (40 v 23), insecurities and self doubts, possessive / protective behavior, kidnapping, true loves, eventual smut
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Her fingers trembled as they ran along the dusty ensemble from the bottom of her trunk. What possessed her that morning to pull the once forgotten fabric out was beyond her. Her habit felt like it weighed a ton as her hand desperately patted the ivory dressings to get wrinkles out, letting woolen fabric rhetorically burn her skin. Like words were printed out in bold that made her grow ill- duty.
Nami had left, bag in hand. As Sabine awoke with heavy eyes just before sunrise, she'd seen the girl sneaking out on tiptoes and hushed whispers— Nami's actions only further cemented the danger of the upcoming situation as Sabine couldn't stop her.
For a moment Sabine doesn't recognize herself as she glanced in a passing mirror. Was she putting on her habit out of her duty as a nun? As the oldest person on the ship? Towards the fact Zoro might not survive? Or that she truly felt her faith guiding her to remain strong?
Questions. They swirled. Hurled at her as she dressed for the coming duel, as if it were a mournful occasion. Ringing. High pitched vibrations lived in her ear canals as she exited the quarters of the ship, feeling the morning sun bore upon her clothed figure.
Maybe she'd always been too emotional— too empathetic for her own good letting those around her will her very life. Maybe it was how years of sermons and tears made her heart lurch closer to The Father as her empath state grew impressionable and easily moved. So it explained the tears that misted her eyes. Explained how her fingers fidgeted and welcomed the pain as her nails dug into part of her skin. She cared for Zoro in a short matter of time, cared for the entirety of the Straw Hats like the nurturing nature of the burdened oldest sister.
Oh seeing him again in all his glory- it took her breath away. His proud stance with the larger than life sword on his back. Mihawk stood on the other side of the dock; making her heart skip with anticipation as they drew closer. A stratus field of tension, of a tractor beam like air— one whirlwind pushing her feet forward as her fingers went numb. The sound of footsteps on the wood reverberated like the boom of soldiers marching.
Sabine placed herself behind Luffy and Usopp, with a false hope their bodies would protect her from his gaze. Because his golden eyes were glued to her, uncaring towards the boy he'd be dueling as if he only agreed to duel to see Sabine once more. Chills went down her spine as she left her mind retreat into itself, to black out the coming bloodshed. The scene around her soon blurred from the sound of Zoro's swords unsheathed...
The azure sky above was fitted with puffy white clouds- the sea calm in contrast to the blood that seeped onto Baratie's front dock. How Nami and Usopp raced behind their captain to Zoro's side. How Luffy's cries for their bloodied crew mate to live, were deafening. And how Sabine stood firm as if stuck in cement, fingers turning white from the grip on her rosary.
Her heart hammered in her chest. Blood rushed to her head blurring her vision with black spots. And an incessant ringing echoed in her ears.
Time felt frozen as she watched him glide to her, his heavy footsteps creaking on the dock. Closer. And closer. She couldn't move, not with the way tears pricked her waterline and bile rose in her throat. Eyes flickering between the two swordsman as a frigid breeze of alarm made her entire body shiver.
"My dear," Mihawk spoke calmly, as if he hadn't just struck down Zoro in a battle he needn't break a sweat. Only inches from her, Mihawk removed his hat, holding it over his heart as his mouth ran dry. His eyes ate her petit figure up and his stomach lurched from how her beauty struck him. Everything from last night came rushing back and if he'd known a simple conversation would be life changing, he'd have not let her walk away.
Sabine opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. She craned to look up at him. In daylight she was captivated by him. Last night, at the bar, hadn't done him justice. How the air was robbed from her lungs as all she could do was shake her head hearing his timbre voice, "why.."
Mihawk had no answer as he re-situated his hat back upon his head, then running a hand to brush along her headpiece down to her veil. She flinched in return as his large fingers caressed her shoulder, "Sister Mary Sabine, last night you changed my trajectory for better and for worse. And I'm a man who knows what he wants, then gets it."
"I don't understand," she squeaked out, their surroundings blocking out. Yells of her friends as they carried Zoro to the boat, how she should have been with them tossed to the back of her mind. The panicked looks as they saw how close Mihawk was to Sabine, someone with no ability to fight an enemy off. But trust was left that Mihawk had no business with a nun as they carried the green haired swordsman out of sight. She was alone- with him.
Mihawk showed no change in emotion, only an unsettling and uncommon softness to his gaze, "however I am not cruel. I understand your situation, so I'll tell you this- after your sabbatical I will come find you. And I'll respect either decision you make, but I plan to make you mine if you choose to leave the sisterhood."
An inhuman gasp stifled in her throat, her eyes widened, "M-Mihawk."
In a slick motion, Mihawk removed the thick cross branded (Mihawk centric branded) ring he adorned. Suddenly grasping her dainty wrist he forced the piece of jewelry into her palm, "so a piece of me is with you. Think of me until we meet again in many months time, little one."
"You can't- you can't just say that! You- Zoro might die because of you!" Anger finally bubbled over. Sabine snapped from her trance as her fist tightened around the ring, she took a step closer to him before he could turn away.
"You felt it last night, no?"
His question took her aback. Just as quick as she found a confidence to get mad, it subsided as her shoulders dropped. Because she felt it. She'd told herself last night as she laid in bed tipsy from the wine, that if that was how true love felt, she'd never want anyone else. She'd want him. But that was before Zoro challenged him- Before Zoro was struck down with such ease.
"Answer me my dove,"
"Yes.. I did," she whispered as tears brimmed her eyes, "I felt it. But- you're a warlord of the sea- one of the strongest- it doesn't matter what I felt." words stumbling one over the other as she struggled to articulate emotions, "Walk away."
"Oh? You really want me to?" a low chuckle from the deep of his throat tickled her ears. Mihawk felt amused from the deflation of her chest, the whirlpool of emotions in her eyes as she shuffled in place.
"I-" the ring was weighing down her hand. It felt hot as a branding iron fresh out the charcoal, dropping to her side as her nails dug into the skin, "don't know."
The sudden feeling of his fingertips tracing along her jaw, thumb stroking her cheekbone- made her mind go fuzzy. Subconsciously they drew closer. Eyes connected with neither able to break away, further imprinting each other into permanent association.
"I don't know you." Sabine mumbled as her loins burned, a dizzying heat creeping up her skin. A lightheadedness began to prod at her as a thick hand grasped her shoulder to steady her.
Suddenly, Mihawk swooped down and pressed a light yet chaste kiss on her forehead. The heat of her skin numbing as he pulled away to ardently beam down at her, masking any inch of excitement from Sabine to see, keeping it for himself to feel.
A shuddered breath left Sabine's lips, eyes closing as a shiver blew through her extremities from the electricity colliding with her. Every nerve alit, lightning striking over and over just from the ghostly feeling lingering on her forehead. A cruel twisting awake in her stomach that had her nauseas and on cloud nine all at once, a feathery painful tickle inside her skull as she lulled in place.
"Take care of yourself Sabine, until next time." Mihawk bade a gentle goodbye- as much of one as he was capable of.
"But.." Sabine whimpered, forced to stare at the large sword strapped to his back as he turned away. She wanted to chase after him, to flag him down and shove the ring back onto his finger. Yet all she could do was stand there dumbfounded, gaze soon downcast to stare at the jewelry in her hand. A gorgeous gold ring with intricate designs, well worn too. "How will you find me?" but Mihawk was too far to hear her question, confusion replacing her shocked self.
Silence. Then lulling waves knocked anchored boats against the dock to and fro. Then scattered voices dragged her back to back to reality as all her senses kicked back in. Salty sea water air, thick, coating her insides to where it suffocated her breaths.
Sabine struggled as she shoved the ring into her under-dress's pocket. The sudden emptiness in her hand was momentous in a way she couldn't comprehend the weight it would bear on her.
Wherever her feet took her she went. Stumbling over the dock as her heart raced, gasping for breath as she pushed through a door into Baratie. Needed to get away. Needed to breathe air that Mihawk hadn't. The ring left an imprint, her palm red and indented with a thick circle at the center.
Crumpling to her knees inside a lone hallway meant for staff of the floating restaurant. Back flush against a plank wall with peeling forest green wallpaper, water damage causing it to bubble at dingy corners. The world felt as if she were viewing it from another person the way her thoughts raced making her vision streak. Head fell to her hands. Deep breaths. Guilt wracking her. Sabine wanted to think about Zoro and how she should be by his side offering a prayer. Selfishness, something no good nun was supposed to have, was taking over.
"I cast this circle of flowers round, in calling for a love meant for me, to find me."
She hadn't thought of that night in about three years,  not since the unruly Deacon traipsed through her life. While it'd all been fun and games at sixteen- a harmless little game that now had come back to haunt her for the second time.
Flashes of a scene— four giggling girls with stolen communion wine, special flowers scattered on the tiled floor.
"Forever will my true love bind,"
Sabine felt an intense pounding in her chest, as if her heart was about to beat out her ribcage and splinter the thin bones through her chest.
Oh she'd done it now. More specifically her sixteen year old self had. It was foolish to think the chicken scratch chant they found in an old book was anything but real. Because with an existence of devil fruits and sea monsters, was anything too far out the realm of existence?
Heavy tears slid down her cheeks as she sucked ragged breaths in. Sabine knew what this was. It was obvious. Not a ridiculous love at first sight story, Mihawk was her person as she'd set the stage for him to find her all those years ago. He had to be! Or else she believed too firmly in sudden happenstances of the butterfly effect. All this was, was sudden infatuation, an ironic suddenness happening during her sabbatical. Of course.
Sabine's fingers shook as she went to grip her rosary, head bent down as her lips moved, no words escaping.
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posted : oct 26 2023
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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months
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Halloween party (Zosan X reader)
headcannon: what a Halloween party is like with the straw hat crew.
Sanji X Zoro X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship, reader is GN
Warning: spooky stuff, drinking, Drinking games, bad language, making out
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It was your captains idea to throw a Halloween party on the sunny and most of the crew were happy to join in. Chopper, Luffy, Brook and Nami were the most excited about it and made sure they added their own traditions into the party.
Decorations:
^ Everyone agreed on a pumpkin and bat theme so most of the decorations were jack o lanterns, paper bats, black and orange ribbons and candle lights. Franky, you and Robin help set up the decorations and lights leaving the others to do other things.
^ Luffy made sure everyone did at least one pumpkin, Luffy did a simple scary face and even though he tried to make it neat it didn't turn out that way but the jagged lines made it look much scarier, Nami joined him doing a skull, it was very neat, and yet she wasn't too happy with it so Sanji lent a hand showing her how to peal the outer later off pumpkin off leaving a thin sheet behind. She got the hang of it and ended up with a day of the dead skull.
^ Chopper and Robin worked on one together since neither of them had done this before, it was a happy pumpkin face with perfect round eyes and a big smile. they were so happy with it they decided to pick the two smallest pumpkins and do the same with those two. Chopper commented that it looks like a cute mum pumpkin with her two kids.
^ Franky and Usopp went over the top with theirs trying to do Frankenstein's monster face with actual nuts and bolts in the head, but they ended up braking their pumpkins. The weight of the nuts and bolts they put on caused the top of the pumpkin it to sink down but thanks to you and Sanji's help you managed to use small polls to hold them up. It's a little squished but still looks good and Luffy's exited face was all it took for Usopp and Franky to love their creations.
^ Of course Zoro and Sanji had to make a competition out of this, and they wanted you as the judge. You couldn't help but agree watching the two work back-to-back carving away. Kanji carved a beautiful woman's face using the technique he taught Nami to peel the outer lay off in come areas giving her perfect features, her hair was curly and had a witches hat on top. Zoro carved out a mini pumpkin in the middle being impaled by three swords on top. It was surprisingly good, you new he was good with knives and swords but had no idea he could any kind of art. You ended up saying they were both winners, they didn't like that but when you explained how you couldn't decide and complimented everything about their pumpkins they gave in.
^ Brook and you decided to do scenery ones for a change. Everyone else had created some kind of monster or face so it was only natural that you two deiced to do something different. Brook cut a tree into his pumpkin with bats flying around and a tomb stone with R.I.P on the bottom. While you decided to do an old house, it was uneven and curved over slightly but that just added to the effect.
Costumes:
^ Nami and Robin got dressed together helping each get ready. Nami put on a short orange dress with black lines going down it and a heart shaped neckline with no straps. Small pumpkin faces on the hem of the dress and green and white stripped stockings that went up to her thighs. She didn't do much make up wise but did put on a black witch hat and black high heal shoes. Robin went for more of a cute demon look, a short red turtleneck dress with long sleeves and black lace stockings going up to meet the hem of her dress and Bright red high heal shoes. Red horns on her head and black eyeliner with red lips.
^ Luffy, Chopper and Brook decide to match going with the pumpkin theme and adding skeleton with it since brook is a skeleton. All three wearing big puffy pumpkin hats and orange shorts/pants along with black and white stripped tops. Luffy got Brook to help with face paint, adding a few skull details to luffy, mainly on the nose and eyes almost like he was wearing a mask.
^ Usopp and Franky kept with Frankenstein theme, Usopp was the doctor wearing a white with grey stained lab coat, a crazy gray wig and brown pants. His socks and shoes were orange and black stripes along with his shirt. Usopp put black under his eyes and a fake scar on his cheek to make him look extra crazy. Franky painted himself blue and added scars to his face and chest and with the help of Usopp added bolts to his temples.
^ Sanji was excited to do couple consumes and picked everything out for the three of you, you and Zoro had no idea what you were gonna wear until the night of the party, you were shocked to find Sanji bringing out three Egyptian outfits giving you guys one each and helping you get changed. Your outfit was the pharaoh, a bandaged off-white top with long selves, a few bandages dangling off it, a black and gold belt attached to a long almost see threw skirt with black shorts under neath. Gold sandal with gold straps lacing up to your leg. Sanji helped put a beautiful gold necklace around your neck with a jeweled cross "You look perfect my love" he whispers into your ear before going to get himself ready.
^ You had to help Zoro out with his outfit a little. He was dressed as Anubis a black skirt going down to his knees with shorts underneath and a gold belt with a dangling fabric cross on his hip. he had no top on just a gold and black striped corset that you had to help tie, you were surprised when Zoro kept saying it was to lose, you didn't want to suffocate him, but he assured you he could take it making you blush bright red. He had the same sandals on as you and black jackal ears on his head.
^ When sanji was done he was in a Egyptian guards outfit bandages wrapped around his chest leaving his shoulder and arms exposed a black skirt going past his knees and black shorts underneath. he had gold head-wear and the same sandals as you and Zoro but with metal cuffs on his ankles and wrists. "I didn't think this threw" were the first words out of his mouth looking down at the skirt he was wearing "What? i think this is awesome. Look at us. were like royalty" you speak snapping the cook out of his depressed state "I have to say... i dont hate it" Zoro pipes in not really liking how much he likes wearing this outfit.
^ With the three of you happy with your chose's you and Sanji finish off with a bit of black eyeliner jumping on Zoro to do the same to him. he wasn't happy with you two but with both your complements and flirty looks he couldn't help but finally agree to letting you two put eyeliner on him.
Food and Drinks:
^ Sanji hates wasting food so before everyone carved their pumpkins he scooped out as much as he could use the insides and some of the skin to make different foods. The first was Pumpkin soup with cream, he didn't add too much into it but there was enough to fill a massive pot.
^ Sanji with the help of Robin made Pumpkin pie, Robin's made pie before so was happy to help when she heard thats what the cook was doing. While sanji got the pumpkin filling ready Robin made the pastry. they made three medium-sized pies topped with whipped cream and cooked pumpkin seeds.
^ You shared an old family recipe with Sanji called Pumpkin sandwich bread and helped him make it managing to use up the last of the pumpkin seeds and pumpkin guts.
^ The rest of the foods were quite simple, sugar cookies, cupcakes, meatballs, chicken legs, burgers and a vegetable platter. As for drinks Nami deiced she wanted to make the punch with help from chopper, Halloween Sangria she called it, Wine with orange juice, blood orange slices, pomegranate juice and seeds and blackberries all in a large glass bowl.
^ Sanji put out simple apple cider and lemonade. With the large table set on the grassy deck of the and with food and drink galore the party started.
Music and Dancing:
^ The radio snail was on playing all kinds of Halloween and Club music most of everyone dancing and singing along. The only people who didn't at the time were Luffy, Franky and Zoro who were either eating or drinking.
^ You and Kanji danced to the music knowing most of the moves to your favorite Halloween songs like thriller, monster mash and spooky scary skeleton.
^ Chopper is amazed by the two of you asking to teach him and it isn't long until he joins you two of you learning quickly. Robin dances with Brook doing some kind of deadly tango while Usopp and Nami dance with no care in the world.
^ Franky and Luffy join in after eating, Franky taking over from Brook wanting to dance with Robin, while Luffy swings Nami around earning a telling off from the woman.
^ With only Zoro left not dancing you try and beacon him over for him to shake his head. Sanji ends up walking over to the swords man and dragging him to the dance floor. Zoro wasn't too happy but gave in since Sanji's grip was too tight to pull off. Slowly but surly Zoro started to relax dancing with you and Sanji as the night went on.
^ An hour or so later Brook would start playing music on Luffy's request creating sort of calm moment which prompted Zoro to take you and Sanji away form the dancing. He sat with you two watching the others, food and Drinks in your hands. Zoro of course being in the middle of you two keeping you both close to him.
^ "You know i'm starting to like this outfit more and more" Sanji states leaning closer to zoro and placing a hand on Zoro's thats currently placed just under the cooks skirt, Zoro blushes not realizing thats where his hand was "I-I" The swords man tries to pull his hand away only for Sanji to pull it back down "It's ok. i like it" the cook smiles kissing zoro's cheek "Arrrr, Sanji, you made him blush how cute" you tease Zoro turning to you his cheeks redder than before "What?" his reaction made you laugh and place a hand on his exposed chest "It's ok... you don't have to be shy" you whisper loving the way Zoro's looking at you. Sanji reaches a hand up and pulls Zoro to look at him before kissing his lips, the swords man immediately leaning into the kiss and squeezing Sanji's thigh a little while you run your finger over his peck feeling his skin shiver under your touch. "Stop teasing me you two" Zoro pulls away his other hand going to the back of your neck and pulling you in to kiss him.
Games:
^ Bobbing for apples was number one on Luffy's list grabbing a large barrel and filling it with tap water before adding apples. Chopper and Nami deiced not to join in but the rest of you had a go and everyone managed to get an apple. You and Usopp had trouble but managed to get one after a while. Luffy, Brook and Zoro managed to get one on the first try zoro walking over to Sanji a look of pride on his face. Sanji took the opportunity to bite into the apple still in Zoro's mouth and thank him making the swords man blush for the second time that night.
^ Dancing competition, as much as you and Sanji wanted to join you both new it would be unfair to the others since you know a lot about dancing so instead you both judged the competition. Two people went to head after learning the dance moves to a song until there was only one winner, it surprised you and Sanji how much Chopper had learned from you two, and he ended up being the winner running into both your arms as thank you. The only person who didn't join in was Zoro refusing out right to dance unless it was with you two.
^ Beer pong, it was Nami's idea, you work in teams of two each team takes turn throwing a ball into the other team's cups. When a ball lands in a cup the opponent then drinks the contents of the cup. It keeps going until one team has no more cups left. The teams are Usopp and Nami, you and Robin, Zoro and Franky and Sanji and Brook. Luffy and Chopper sat and watched eating while the teams went head to head.
^ First up was Sanji and Brook VS Usopp and Nami. Nami cheated a little using her looks to distract the boys but you and Zoro didn't mind too much too focused on planning how you were gonna win against each other. Usopp never missed and ended up helping Nami a few times when she had to throw. Kanji was good at the game only for Nami's distraction to work and make him miss most of the time, Brook was bad at the game form the start but tried his best managing to get one ball in only for Nami to start distracting him after that. Of course Usopp and Nami won.
^ It was now you and Robin VS Zoro and Franky. Robin found it quite funny how you were so determined to beat the two boys and promised she would do what she could to help as long as it wasn't cheating. You wanted to win fare and square, it started off being a constant tie. your team would get a ball in, and then they would get the next one. Until the final three cups. Feeling a little tipsy you forced yourself to focuses, It was Franky's turn and as if the universe had answered your prayers he missed, you and Robin let out a cheer as the two boys looked at the ball in disbelief but the game still went on until you and Robin won. Zoro couldn't believe he'd lost but Sanji was super happy running over to you and lifting you into his arms "YAY Y/N ROBIN" he yelled out. You knew he would do the same if Zoro won but it was nice to have him cheer for you.
^ As the last game was getting set up Zoro walks over to you and pulls you in for a hug "You won on a fluke" he states trying to hide his prideful smile. he may have lost but you were a worthy opponent, and he loves how you can hold your own against him. You laugh in his chest wrapping your arms around him "Your only saying that because you lost" you lean up placing a kiss on his lips Zoro leaning into it and letting out an annoyed groan. "Hay love birds, are we gonna do this or not?" Nami yells out looking ready to kick your butt. You pull away and look at Sanji who's smiling down at you "I'll avenge you" the cooks smile grow at your words and leans down to kiss you "Thank you my love. My pride is safe in your hands" Sanji bows slightly taking your hand in his.
^ You and Robin battle against Nami and Usopp, the first round was a tie, neither one of you missing a cup so you had to set up another again, all four of you were very tipsy at this point being a bit more sloppy with your throws. You and Robin were starting to lose, even though usopp was clearly drunk now he still never missed. After a few more shots you and Robin were down to two more cups while Nami and Usopp were down to five. The sniper went to throw only to miss, he cheered though thinking he got it in only for Nami to freak out. "Usopp what the hell?" she yelled out grabbing the man by his shirt. She tested his eyesight finding that he was seeing double now. You and Robin had a chance to win, time and time again Usopp missed, Nami managed to get one of your cups but miss your last one.
^ You were the last to throw the ball managing to get it in the last cup with Robin holding your shoulders to stop you from swaying. With you and Robin the winners Sanji ran to you and hugged you and Robin thanking you two for avenging his pride. The others joined in while Nami yelled at Usopp who was now on the floor feeling dizzy from all the drinking.
^ After the games were done Zoro carried you in his arms to sit down, you were drunk down, your cheeks red and feeling tired. Sanji and Zoro sat with you, your cook making sure you drank water, a few minutes later you fell asleep on the sword mans lap while the two laughed and joking threw the rest of the night, taking you to bed well after 2 in the morning.
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