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Ecstasy: Chapter 1
Chapter 2 is here.
Mihawk/Shanks/AFAB!Reader
Minors Do Not Interact
Rating: Explicit 18+
Warnings: Threesome, Dub-con, Non-consensual drugging, Vaginal sex, Fisting, Double penetration, light BDSM, Dom/sub, Daddy kink, Sir Kink.
Summary: Shanks and Mihawk take you out to the bar for your birthday. They slip a little something in your drink as a present and lavish you with attention. Happy birthday to you!
“Well then wouldn't that mean you're the one taking advantage of me? Seeing as I'm under the influence..." You tease, trying to be coy.
He pulls back from nipping along your shoulder, a possessive hand circled loosely around the soft column of your throat. His eyes meet yours, intense as ever, "Would you like me to?"
Ecstasy: Chapter 1/2
1: a state of overwhelming emotion
especially : rapturous delight
2: often capitalized : a synthetic amphetamine analog C11H15NO2 used illicitly for its mood-enhancing and hallucinogenic properties, called also MDMA
3: a state of being beyond reason and self-control
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"We have a surprise for you," Shanks grins ear to ear, all bright teeth and shining sparkle in his eyes. His one arm encircling your waist, hand on your hip as you, him, and Mihawk enter through the tavern door.
Mihawk as stoic as he is, even has a shift in his normally blunt expression, the corner of his mouth curving up in a slight smirk, his piercing yellow eyes flashing over to Shanks with a devious look of knowing.
You smile wide, your hands gripping the back of Shanks' shirt as you squeeze Mihawk's hand with excitement, bouncing gleefully on your feet, "A surprise? When? Where? What? I wanna know!"
Shanks chuckles, leading you and your other lover towards a small rounded booth near the back of the bar, patrons scrambling nervously out of the way as they saw the powerful pair of pirates enter the space.
"Paitence, darling," Mihawk murmers, his lips ghosting over your forehead as he slides into the booth, pulling you into his lap, "It will be well worth the wait. "
You huff, lip sticking out in a firm pout, "It's my birthday. I should be allowed a hint at least."
Mihawk and Shanks make brief eye contact again, their subtle glances at each other going completely over your head.
"It will happen sooner than you think, " Shanks promises, kissing you sweetly, thumb grazing over your bottom lip, "I think you're going to love it."
The smile returns to your face, bratiness quelled for now as you kiss the red-haired captain once more, then lean back to comfortably adjust yourself in Mihawk's lap.
"Well whatever it is I can't wait, it has to be something good if it's coming from both of you."
At that Mihawk snakes his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to the meeting point of your neck and shoulder, a sensitive spot that makes you sigh.
"I can't take too much credit," he says, breath tickling your ear, "I have to admit it was our dear Shanks who came up with the idea, though I will be very much involved."
Your heart flutters at the insinuation, you have no idea what they could possibly have planned for you - especially something amazing enough that Mihawk would even be so interested in. Tonight was going to be a good night, you could feel it.
“Alight Hawk-eye, let's stop teasing," Shanks taunts playfully, stepping out from the booth, "I think it's time I got the birthday girl a drink, would you like that, sweetheart?"
“Yes please, Daddy, " You say eagerly, "and some shots!"
Shanks laughs loudly, head tossed back, his single hand on his hip, "You got it sweetheart, anything for our birthday girl. Wine for you, aye Hawk-eyes?"
Mihawk gives his usual curt nod, Shanks leaving the two of you alone as he saunters over to the bar to order your drinks. That's when you notice something just a little different, a little odd about your yellow-eyed lover tonight. You shift your weight turning sideways in his lap, and rest both your arms around his shoulders so you could better see his face.
“You've been smiling all day today..." You tell him, watching his demeanor carefully, "Is everything okay?"
You're rewarded with a low chuckle and a small flash of a genuine smile from him, a complete rarity.
"Yes darling, just been in a good mood today," he soothes his hand over your thigh, resting the other on the small of your back, "We've been looking forward to spoiling you all week."
You press your forehead to his, lips close to touching, you purposefully shift your weight to grind down against his cock you can feel starting to get hard in his pants, between your layers of clothing, "And what about my surprise, Sir? Will that spoil me?"
He knows what you're doing, has seen you pull the same similar kind of moves as you're doing now, seducing him, manipulating his soft spot for you so that you get what you want.
"Soon, you little siren," he growls softly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thigh and hip, his lips then catching yours in a heated kiss. You relax into him, savoring the sharp nip he gives your bottom lip as he pulls away, "Just enjoy the night, Red and I will take care of the rest."
It's just then that Shanks strolls back up to the booth, a tray of drinks balanced in his remaining hand, that he carefully places on the table before sliding into the leather seat next to you. He pulls your legs to rest on his lap before reaching over to the tray and grabbing a bright pink cocktail in a hurricane style glass, garnished with a cherry and a slice of peach.
"A very special drink for a very special girl," he grins with a wink, handing you the fancy beverage, "Drink up love, let's get this party started."
You squeak with excitment, hastily grabbing the fruity concoction and immediately begin to suck it down.
"That's my girl," Shanks coos, pressing a chaste kiss to your jaw before throwing back a shot of whiskey, and sliding Mihawk's glass of wine over to him.
Mihawk smirks, one hand stroking your back while the other moves the glass of red wine to his lips, taking a sip and setting it back down, "How does it taste, love?"
"Mmmm," you vocalize, finally putting the glass down after having drank half of it in one setting, you cozy further up to the captain, batting your eyelashes, "So good! I want another, Daddy, will you please order me one?"
Shanks squeezes your thigh, lips connecting with your neck for brief moment. He then picks up a shot glass filled with amber liquid - some kind of whiskey or possibly rum and hands it toward you.
"I'll get you another one as soon as you take this and finish the other. But after that you have to promise me that you'll pace yourself, we don't want you getting sick on your birthday and ruining your surprise."
"Okay, okay," You say, your tone dripping with attitude and annoyance, and with a roll of your eyes you reach for the shot glass.
Shanks holds it back slightly, giving you a gentle but stern look, eyebrow quirking up with expectation.
"Manners, darling," Mihawk drawls, fingers gripping the nape of your neck in warning as he continues to nurse his wine.
You tense up, embarrassed, a flush spreading over your cheeks, "I'm sorry...I promise, Daddy, I don't want to ruin the surprise you worked so hard on."
Shanks flashes a smile, re-extending the shot back to you, all being forgiven.
“Good girl," he praises, kissing your lips once more, hand settling back down to your thigh as you accept the glass.
You toss it back, grimacing at the fiery burn and acrid taste, quickly grabbing your cocktail to chase it down. When you were finished you set the glass back on the table, a few more sips still sitting at the bottom.
"Ah, ah, ah," Shanks tsked, gesturing to the meager contents, "Every last drop, sweetheart."
You giggle, the alcohol beginning to wash through your system, warming you. You pick the glass back up, humoring him, "Yes, Daddy," you say before sucking down the rest.
"Atta' girl," Shanks grins at you, seemingly pleased as he rewards your leg with another squeeze, before exiting the booth once more,"I believe it's time I got us another round, don't you think?"
You hum in agreement, snuggling up to the warlord's side, your hand riding dangerously close to the waistband of his pants. Mihawk in turn nips at the shell of your ear in retaliation, his goatee softly scratching against your face, making you blush and press your face into his neck.
"Oh and Mihawk, keep an eye on her, yeah?" The tall red-head says with a wink, leaving again after receiving a brief nod from his companion in return of his request.
Your brow furrows, confused, "I'm not going anywhere," you nuzzle in closer, giving Mihawk a peck on the underside of his jaw, "Why would I leave when I have the best seat in the house?"
That actually amused him, a low short laugh sounding deep in his chest, and huffing out slightly as he downed the remaining contents of his wine, "I think he meant for me to look after you, seeing as you're under the influence."
Now it was your turn to laugh, your face tinged pink as you felt the drinks work through your body, giddiness bubbling to the surface, you tease: "Are you going to protect me from anyone seeking to take advantage?"
Firmly, he grips your jaw in one hand, pressing you hard against him he gazes at you with those fierce yellow eyes, suddenly serious, "Yes, I am," he murmers, before claiming your lips with his own, tongue slipping languidly into your warm pink mouth.
You gasp, clinging to him, hands gripped tight to the lapels of his jacket you whisper against his lips, "S-sir...someone might see..."
"Hmm, let them," he drawls, sucking a dark mark into your collarbone, free hand reaching down to squeeze the upper curve of your ass, "I want everyone to know that you belong to us."
His words deepen the flush spreading along your cheeks and down your neck, pleasure swirling through your veins and heightening your alcoholic buzz. You desperately try to keep your wits about you, grasping to control yourself.
"Well then wouldn't that mean you're the one taking advantage of me? Seeing as I'm under the influence..." You tease, trying to be coy.
He pulls back from nipping along your shoulder, a possessive hand circled loosely around the soft column of your throat. His eyes meet yours, intense as ever, "Would you like me to?"
A longful whine climbs it's way out of your throat, heat shooting straight to your core. You tremble under his gaze, embarrassment and indecent need dancing in your blood.
"I'll take that as a yes." He whispers low in your ear, pleased with your reaction.
You're suddenly snapped back to reality, saved by Shanks' return, his tall figure towering over the corner of the booth as he sets the tray back on the table again, warm brown eyes meeting yours with a playful look of knowing.
"Teasing a lady on her birthday, Hawk-eyes? How cruel."
Mihawk rolls his eyes, a bit more gentle than usual, "You're one to talk."
You laugh loudly, brought back into focus by their bickering, the previous atmosphere returning to the table. Shanks offers you another shot, which the three of you take in unison, toasting to the date of your birth.
The next hour is a bit of a blur, more of Shanks' crew joining your trio for a party of conversation, dancing, merriment and drink. Even Mihawk seemed more social than normal, though every time you glanced at him, his eyes were fixed back at you. You were starting to think he had taken Shanks' request to keep an eye on you just a little too seriously.
You had been good at doing what Shanks had asked of you with pacing yourself...but when you were almost done finishing the second cocktail he had given you is when you felt something strange. A sudden intense tingle zips from the top of your head and pulses out of your fingertips, alarming you.
“Strange..." You muse to yourself while you place your glass on the counter, rubbing your fingers together, "I haven't had that much to drink..."
You spoke too soon, as a wave of euphoria crashes rapidly over you, heated blood singing through your veins, pleasure buzzing under your skin. Your eyes loll back slightly, your stature wavering as you try to steady yourself against the bar. Someone suddenly appears by you, taking you by the hand and waist, pressing you firm to their side as they begin to walk you back to the booth you had been sitting at near the beginning of the night.
You're pushed up against the darkest corner of the tavern, the tall figure crowding you in - excitement screams through your system, the feeling of elation increasing at every passing moment, as their touch, heat, and proximity overwhelms you.
Two glowing orbs hover in your line of sight, your mind piecing together the striking face of someone beautiful, someone familiar...Mihawk's face swims in your vision, his golden eyes fixed on you with his usual stoic expression. He stands in front of you, one hand gripping your wrist while the other is held to the wall next to your head, caging you in.
You feel yourself burn up, wave after wave of euphoria throbbing inside and out of your body, pure rapture caressing every fiber of your being. It makes you feel ultra aware of his presence, his power, his dominance bouncing off and reverberating through the pulse of your need.
"How are you feeling, darling?"
His voice, smooth and sultry like warm honey melts over you, deepening your vulnerability. The only thing you can focus on is the white hot pulse you feel throb through your clit, and your wishful need dampen your panties.
Rather clumsily you reach out to him, hands gripping tight to the lapels of his coat.
"I feel...I feel..." You're not quite sure, don't know how to explain it, this mind numbing pleasure. The only thing that felt comparable was the sub-space mindset you have entered before, after Shanks and Mihawk have fucked you into oblivion, "I feel...good."
A shadow looms over Mihawk's shoulder, and a flash of red. Mihawk removes his extended arm from the wall, and then you have the bright dazzling smile of Captain Shanks hovering over you, a gentle hand caressing the side of your face.
"My, my, what do we have here, hm? Did someone have too much to drink?" Shanks teases in a condescending tone, sliding his thumb down to your bottom lip, pulling it down so your lips ever -so-slightly separate.
Your eyes roll back once more, your body eagerly responding to the contact, making you shudder. You stick your tongue out laving the tip over his thumb before taking the digit in your mouth and sucking on it, sliding it out with a lewd pop.
"Mmm, good girl," Shanks breathes, cradling your face in the palm of his hand again.
“I...I-I don't remember drinking that much...and I feel, I feel so different, so, good...I don't know what's going on..." You whine squeezing your thighs together, still desperately hanging onto Mihawk's coat for dear life, your only tether to reality.
"Sh, sh, sh, my love," Shanks soothes, pressing his forehead to yours, "You're here with us, with Sir and Daddy. We'll protect you, won't let anything bad happen to you."
Mihawk crowds into you again, shoulder to shoulder with his companion, slotted perfectly into where Shanks missing limb would be. He moves one hand to your hip, the other reaching down to grip the edge of your skirt.
"This is the surprise we mentioned earlier," Mihawk whispers, as he begins to pull up your skirt, fingertips brushing softly against your thigh.
Your breath hitches in your throat, a bolt of electric heat shoots down your spine, shockwaves travelling up your thighs to your pulsing clit, his touch paralyzing you, your body quivering for more. You try to focus on the words he's saying, exactly what he's telling you, the cogs in your brain working overtime to process and remember: A surprise? Yes!...but what was the surprise?
"Don't panic, baby," Shanks reassures, stroking your collarbone, observing as Mihawk makes his way up your skirt, "I put something in your drink, something that will make you feel really, really good."
You were so focused on Mihawk's hand inching it's way up the sensitive flesh of your thigh that you almost hadn't heard what Shanks had said. Your body was screaming out, begging for contact, your cognition beginning to fumble.
"Something in my...drink..." You trailed off, lost in a daze, moaning in ecstasy as Mihawk finally makes contact with your clothed clit, fingers smoothly sliding over the little nub and your absolutely soaked through panties.
Mihawk makes a pleased sound in the back of his throat, his lips parting as he makes eye contact with your huge blown out pupils, arousal thick in his voice, "So wet."
You whimper, biting your lip, attempting to cease the lewd vocalizations as arousal floods your brain. Mihawk continues his slow and torturous exploration of your cunt through the thin fabric, the tips of his fingers swirling over your clit before curling inward, pushing your drenched panties a little further into your hole each time.
"Sir, w-wait...~," You say ashamed, your hands abandoning the front of his coat to try and weakly push down your skirt.
In a flash both of your wrists are quickly scooped up and held together above your head in the single hand of your red-haired captain. The stern, almost disappointed look he gives you makes your stomach drop.
"Tsk, tsk," he utters with a gentle suck to his teeth, towering over you, "That's no way to show your appreciation, is it sweetheart?"
You tremble, fingers gently twitching in his grip, your arousal beginning to peak as Mihawk continues his relentless caress.
“No, Daddy I'm sorry," you whisper, head lolling back against the wall as you feel another surge of the euphoric drug, Mihawk's fingers squelching obscenely inside of you as you leak more wetness.
"Mmm..." Shanks quietly hums in appreciation at the noise, "I can't stay mad at you for long, not when you're taking his fingers so well."
He leans closer to your face, crimson hair tickling your cheek, "Now tell me birthday girl, what do you want?"
As soon as Shanks asked you felt Mihawk's pace quicken slightly and his left hand brush across your clothed nipple, making you gasp, fireworks going off in your head...you were getting close.
"Use your words, little one," Mihawk murmurs, teasing you, more than pleased with his handy-work.
" I... " You gasp, biting back down into your lip, heat pooling up and igniting in your belly, "Please...please I want to cum..." You plead with a whine, closing your eyes and pressing the side of your face into the crook of your still pinned arms, attempting to hide your embarrassment from your tormentors.
"Aww," Shanks coos, nuzzling your exposed neck, "Is someone close?"
You bite back a rather pathetic cry, tears welling up in your eyes as your body teteers on the edge - swollen clit and puffy lips overstimulated from the drag of your Sir's fingers and the confines of your ruined panties.
"Yes, Daddy, please please please..."
Shanks chuckles, watching in delight as you beg and start to fall apart - the drug he gave you had worked even better than he thought it would, making you perfectly needy and pliant. He enjoyed toying with you in public, but you were always hesitant. As much as he was enjoying your break of will power, he still has bigger plans for you this night.
"I'm sorry baby, but not quite yet, " he soothed, kissing the corner of your mouth, and giving your wrists a gentle squeeze as you flexed and struggled against him, frustrated, "Soon. I promise."
Mihawk had suddenly withdrawn his fingers, his other hand settling on your hip with a vice grip, preventing you from thrusting forward. Slowly, while looking into your desperate and blessed out eyes, he sucks his soaked digits drenched with your juices into his mouth, a short low moan escaping from deep in his chest.
"How does she taste, Hawk-eyes?" Shanks asks, the both of you transfixed on Mihawk's mouth.
"Mmm, divine," he states, tone thick with arousal, his striking yellow eyes never once straying from yours.
Shanks releases your hands, your body going slack with submission as your muscles fail. Before you fall, three strong arms hold you up.
"Steady now, sweetheart," Shanks says just above a whisper, arm gripped tight around your waist, "I want to get you back to the ship so we can finish your celebration in private."
Without another word Mihawk reaches down, sliding one arm under your knees and using his other to support your back, he swiftly bundles you into his arms. You immediately rest your head on his shoulder, arms tucked close to his chest and collar bone. A wave of emotion suddenly hits you, spurred on by the relentless rush of the drug coursing through your veins. You felt safe, loved, cherished.
All patrons of the bar, including Shanks' loyal crew clear a path to the door as Shanks takes the lead, Mihawk following close behind, eyes fixed ahead - stern and threatening as he stalks forward. His demeanor completely protective as he cradles you in his arms.
You bury your face against his neck, your cheeks flush with embarrassment, hoping to whatever God was listening that no one witnessed you unravel and give into your desires in public. If anyone did you don't think they would live very long, it was entirely well known that you belonged to two of the most powerful men on the seas. A wrong glance toward you could warrant a death sentence.
As soon as the three of you exited the tavern, the cool night air hit you, making you shudder as another wave of pleasure fell over you. Your hot and clammy skin tingling, goosebumps erupting as the ocean breeze cooled you down, quelling your nerves.
Your eyes flutter slightly, lulled by the gentle and rhythmic jostling of your figure as Mihawk strides down the dimly lit road, the lights of the tavern shrinking further and further away in the distance behind the three of you.
"Try to stay awake for me, sweetheart," Shanks smiles, his fingertips gently ghosting across your cheek, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear, "The night has just begun."
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I’ll be posting the last half later this week, stay tuned! It’s about to get filthy.
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pros and cons
summary: the good, the bad, the ugly, perfectly curated into a pros and cons list
♡: reupload (but better now), some nsfw content is listed; MDNI, includes all characters with indications of a female reader!
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black leg sanji
pros:
constantly wants to color coordinate your outfits together
let’s you pick meals at minimum once a week
very good kisser (he practiced with his pillow a lot before your first date)
he wants you to walk him like a dog
sanji never lets you forget how much you mean to him
always remembers important dates, birthdays, anniversaries, etc. 
remembers the little things and notices your absence (will often go to try and find you)
adapts to whatever love language you respond to 
cons:
the nicotine smell embeds into your sheets and clothes and is a pain in the ass to get out
yells for any minor inconvenience
occasionally too handsy
always finishes before you
major jealousy issues
is constantly horny
says he’s fine but he’s dying inside
doesn’t understand the concept of alone time and takes it personally if you ask to be by yourself
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roronoa zoro
pros: 
the best napping partner
protective
is a softie but only with you
very emotionally intelligent 
gym trainer boyfriend
let’s you take the relationship at your own pace because he can’t be bothered 
loves to mark you and give you hickies
always makes sure you finish first 
cons: 
stinky (bro smells like sweat and steel)
does not have a single romantic bone in his body; you’ll literally have to teach him how to be a boyfriend
is extremely blunt 
snores super loud 
might fall asleep while you’re talking
you can no longer be friends with sanji 
doesn’t ask you to date him, just assumes you are together
gets upset when you can’t keep up with his drinking
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monkey d luffy
pros: 
the best hugger 
extremely loyal to you
hides midnight snacks for both of you
lets you sit on the ship’s figurehead with him
king of silly sentimental gifts (hand-picked flower, cool rock, pretty seashell, that sort of thing)
always makes sure you’re included in conversations
shares his favorite foods with you
can always make you feel better
cons:
doesn’t know how to be quiet or whisper
never lets you win arguments
throws himself at you with no regard to his strength
no concept of personal space
rubs his boogers on you
accidentally makes fun of the noises you make during sex
will steal blankets from you while you’re asleep  
points out your pimples or zits 
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usopp
pros: 
always finds a way to make you laugh
grows flowers for you
comforts you if you’re insecure
handmade gifts!!!!!!
brags about you to everyone
loves to show you off and tell stories about your adventures together
names special attacks after you
always lets you in on the pranks he pulls 
cons: 
is insecure
would sacrifice you to an enemy to protect himself
shows you bugs even if you’re afraid of them
incredibly awkward with all your firsts 
clammy hands
make jokes during arguments (it makes you madder and the cycle continues)
never tops
sometimes pranks you too 
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cyborg franky
pros:
is always telling you how hot you are
can literally build/make you anything you desire
romantic (can be corny sometimes though)
so flirty with you
human refrigerator; occasionally lets you store things in there
introduces you like this: “and this is my super smokin’ hot girlfriend, OW” to anyone who will listen
protects you during fights
king of reassurance
cons:
messy
never wears pants
slaps your ass too hard since he’s half metal
dad jokes 24/7
you can’t compliment him without him doing a montage of poses
difficult to cuddle with (again he’s made of parts)
always busy fixing something on the ship
is constantly asking you if he can make you a cyborg too
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nami
pros:
lets you take a few of her tangerines
immune to her reprimanding when something bad happens (most times)
extremely thoughtful gift giver
shares her money with you
cares deeply about you (don’t point it out though because then she’ll stop)
is always telling you how pretty you are
very good in bed
is more lenient with your allowance
cons:
pawns gifts you get her
bad communicator
critiques everything about you
can and will distance herself from you
charges you if you piss her off
talks about vivi way too much for having a whole other girlfriend
doesn’t apologize after fights even if she caused them
bullies you (with love)
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nico robin
pros:
leaves you notes in books to find later
the voice of reason in your relationship
notices and compliments you on every little change you make (haircuts, style change, etc.)
extremely good listener
literally a human search engine; so smart you can ask her almost any question and she knows the answer
passionate lover; treats you like a god in bed
soft lips
spoils you in every way that she can
cons:
can make you feel dumb with her endless knowledge
will never say ‘i love you’ first
always tops (a possible pro depending on your preferences tbh)
has nightmares almost every night ):
closed off in the beginning of your relationship
franky hits on her (and you) all the time
rather be reading than with you
takes your relationship extremely slow
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portgas d ace
pros:
can heat food up for you at any time day or night
loves pda
plans fun dates
probably says ‘i love you’ a million times a day
into body worship (both ways)
kills bugs for you
walk him like a dog, sis !
never says no to you
cons:
sweaty and greasy in the summer
farts and gives you a dutch oven
doesn’t take anything seriously
adhd moments
mommy AND daddy issues
likes to lay on top of you even though he’s huge and basically crushes you
talks with his mouth full
is loud in bed (because he enjoys it so much) and everyone can hear when you two have sex
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sabo
pros:
another body worshipper
dragon claw fist. need i say more?
the best secret keeper
praises you
would actually bow down to you
very respectful, asked you to kiss on your first date
awkward but sensual lover
a loyal puppy
cons:
loves being right
sore winner & loser
cocky ass mf
talks about luffy and ace 24/7
never on time
bad temper
might catch on fire if he’s mad
loves to tease you (again, could be a pro depending on your preferences)
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shanks
pros:
buys you anything you could ever want
good kisser
always showing you off
treats you like a queen
calls you his wife
very affectionate in public
another worshipper; does that thing where his kisses lead up from your hand to your shoulder
when he gets drunk and you try to kiss him, he pushes you away and says “get off me, i have a wife”
cons:
gets you riled up during the day
teases you all the time
can be unreliable
bad at flirting
drunk all the time
still makes jokes about his arm even though it’s been YEARS
lingering alcohol smell
pervert
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trafalgar law
pros:
rarely cooks but always does for you when you’re sick
smells amazing all of the time
lets you do this eyeliner in the morning (based off this fanart)
is a victim of the ‘she fell first, he fell harder’ trope
gives you sound solutions to your problems
literally becomes addicted to you and can’t live without you
flusters easily, very shy
would shave his facial hair if you asked him to (please tell him to shave off that godforsaken beard)
cons:
very blunt
never talks about his feelings
grammar police
a virgin; he doesn’t know what to do but fakes confidence like he does (it makes your first time a bit awkward but just talk him through it, babe)
humbles you without meaning to
over explains if you broach a subject he likes
sassy
just stares at you when you try to flirt with him
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eustass kid
pros:
scary boyfriend privilege
an absolute beast in bed
insanely good kisser
raspy morning voice
you get to use his boobies as a pillow
is very smart but kinda dumb
eats pussy like a starved man
will always save you some food (it’s how he shows he cares)
cons:
dramatic
hangs out with killer more than you
will put the milk carton back in the fridge even if it’s empty
you can never be mad at him or make him mad because he’s the biggest asshole ever
ignores you if you’re fighting
zones out while you’re talking
if you send him a long, thoughtful text, he’ll respond back with ‘k’
what’s his is his and what’s yours is his
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donquixote rosinante
pros:
walk. him. like. a. dog.
possessive over you, especially around his brother
would protect you with his last dying breath
absolute romantic
probably writes you poems
gentle giant, is so careful and soft with you
amazing cook despite accidentally setting himself on fire
has the patience of a god, once again, because of his brother
cons:
clumsy
you have to keep a fire extinguisher with you at all times
you can’t get the smoke smell out of his clothes
he’s so tall you can’t kiss normally, he has to pick you up
whiny
silent treatment
covers up his farts with his devil fruit and you don’t realize it until it stinks
has really bad resting bitch face (literally goes from :| to :) in .03 seconds)
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phntmeii · 8 months
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🌊 OPLA Characters And Physical Touch
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[SFW + No Gendered Terms]
🌊 Characters Featured: Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Sanji, Usopp, Mihawk, Shanks, Buggy, Koby
🌊 A/N: Can't believe that Zoro post kinda popped off immediately lmao. But here's a more fluffy list with a bunch of OPLA characters <3 It's an absolutely self-serving headcanon list just bc they all deserve so much love. Also, I need to hug Sanji in the above clip so bad :((
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Monkey D. Luffy
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🐚 Luffy is absolutely in love with physical touch no matter who it is! He's completely comfortable initiating it toward anyone, finding it the best way to show his affection.
🐚 Toward his partner, he just can't keep his hands to himself. He's hand holding with them always, planting kisses all across their face, etc.
🐚 He'll end up stretching his arms to pull his partner if they're far away and drag them toward himself to hold them close to his body in a hug.
🐚 Luffy is absolutely addicted to their touch and will whine, wrapping his arms around them to convince them to cuddle in bed if they try and refuse him.
Roronoa Zoro
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🐚 Zoro is distant even with friends in terms of affection. It's just what he's been used to all his life and he can't break out of the habit easily.
🐚 With his partner, he tries to do it more often although they have to initiate it most of the time.
🐚 Zoro keeps his touches light and generally hidden. Leading his partner with his hand on their back as they walk, reassuring them by rubbing their arm, or locking his hand with theirs under the table.
🐚 When completely alone, he gets a bit softer even if he is still hesitant. His eyes will have a small shine as he caresses their cheek, memorizing their face with pure adoration.
Nami
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🐚 Nami likes physical touch but only when she's known the person long enough. She welcomes hugs and other touches but if it's a stranger, she'll shrug them off and tell them not to do so again.
🐚 Her partner definitely knows how affectionate Nami can be. She can't help it since she's so in love with them!
🐚 Nami might try and complain if she's busy despite knowing how much she loves it. Trying to navigate with her map, using her finger to memorize the pathways and lands, she felt her partner's hand come around her waist and their head resting on her shoulder.
🐚 She couldn't help but smile while keeping her eyes to the map, pausing her finger in its place. "You know... I can't focus when you do that."
Vinsmoke Sanji
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🐚 Sanji is sly and confident in taking his opportunities to initiate physical touch. It's not even necessarily in a perverted way, but just because he loves to show affection physically.
🐚 His partner will never know the end of his affection as he uses any excuse to touch them. His hand lingers on theirs as he passes their plate to them or he'll swear that he just needs to spoon them when he sleeps or else he'll be cranky in the morning.
🐚 Sanji is likely the least concerned about how PDA looks because he's just showing off what is his. It especially becomes apparent when he's jealous because his hand is never leaving their body.
🐚 Sanji's goal with physical touch toward his partner is to see them get flustered by it. However, turn the tables on him and he's kicking his feet in the air and giggling.
Usopp
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🐚 Usopp is absolutely down for physical touch but will hesitate until he knows the other person would be okay with it. The moment he gets confirmation that it's okay or the other person initiates it, he'll happily go along with it!
🐚 Usopp is a bit nervous when it comes to relationships since he's always second-guessing himself. His starting physical touches will be his fingertips touching theirs but then quickly pulling away.
🐚 Once he knows his partner is comfortable, he’s all about it! Hugs, smooches, you name it and Usopp has it :)
🐚 Usopp will just be head over heels if his partner initiates physical touch on their own. Even if it’s in passing like a small kiss before a fight starts, he has to take a moment to process before snapping back to reality.
Mihawk
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🐚 Mihawk isn't shy as much as he is reserved. He isn't a big fan of PDA although he'll indulge his partner in private.
🐚 He's very much someone who only tolerates so much from his partner over anyone else. If anyone else attempted, he's giving a warning look when they even try and reach out to him. For his partner? They could be smothering him while he's trying to focus and he's not making any effort to take them away.
🐚 He pretends to not enjoy his partner’s affections but the moment they pull away, he’s immediately trying to get them to come back and do it again.
🐚 Mihawk shows more of his affection when seeming jealous. Although, it’s not that he’s jealous of other men but more so possessive over what is his.
Shanks
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🐚 Shanks is affectionate towards those he knows and doesn't hesitate to show it. He's just so loving and that doesn't go away for his partner.
🐚 Shanks is always so soft and gentle. His way of showing physical touch is always delicate.
🐚 He'll be laying down, barely awake, swearing he isn't asleep like always. When he senses his partner beside him, he'll crack a smile and pull their face closer, placing a small kiss at their cheek.
🐚 In group settings, he'll have a drink in one hand while his other hand will be firmly around the waist of his partner. He just loves having them close.
Buggy
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🐚 Buggy is not capable of shame and is unapologetic, especially with his partner in terms of PDA.
🐚 Genuinely doesn't matter who is in attendance, he's holding onto them in any way he sees fit. Preferably he has his partner sit in his lap while he talks.
🐚 Buggy finds it hilarious to find any way to embarrass his partner and makes it a personal goal to see them blush or get nervous by him. So you can trust that he's always upping how intimate his touches are.
🐚 But, Buggy isn't patient either. There'll be a point where he just tosses his partner over his shoulder and walks away with them for a more private show just between them.
Koby
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🐚 Poor bby boy Koby is an absolute wreck when it comes to physicality because he's nervous to go too far or initiate it. His partner will likely have to be the one to do so.
🐚 Koby's favorite is late night cuddling though. Burying his head into the chest of his partner, whether of embarrassment or comfortability or both, who knows, but it's an adorable sight to see regardless.
🐚 Any physical touch will have him doing an upside down smile in response while he looks away, even if it's hand holding.
🐚 Koby loves to receive kisses from his partner and often goes out of his way to do things that their partner would approve of to get more of them like a reward. Because that's what he sees that as. His reward from his gorgeous partner.
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⤷ divider credits: @cafekitsune
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portgasdwrld · 5 months
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☆ naked in bed.
•°. *࿐what are their reaction when they see your naked body waiting for them under the sheets?
•°. *࿐NSFW, featuring : Law, Shanks, Zoro
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Law
It was a long day, and he wanted nothing more but to rest in his bed and relax
You had other plans
You have been craving for his touch for such a while but never found the perfect moment to make a move
So you thought about doing something simple but clear: sleeping naked
You giggle to yourself when you hear your boyfriend slide open the door from the bathroom.
You stare at him shamelessly full with need and lust
Only his hips were wrapped around a way too colourful towel for him (you insisted to buy it for souvenir at an island) the water from his wet dark hair was slightly dripping down his toned back. You watched his beautiful tattooed body move as he was searching for his clothes, his tooth brush in his mouth.
You wanted to jump on him
He still hasn’t noticed your little stunt and you don’t believe he will until he gets into the bed
Law finally heads back into the bathroom to finish brushing his teeth and change into fresh clothes
As he gets out, his eyes connect with yours immediately. Your gaze barely left his silhouette and he has been quite aware of it.
He smiles as he approaches the bed and he quickly kisses the top of your head. He moves the sheets a little to get into them, until he stops and look at you.
“What-…”
“What’s wrong?” You ask him with a smirk as you wrap your arm around his waist. Your chest pressed against his tank top. Law smiles
“You never really let me rest, you know that?”
“It’s just another way to relax” you say to him as you feel his cold fingers brush against your skin. His lips press against yours and with his other hand, he cups your breast.
“If you say so..” he whispers back before diving back into another passionated kiss.
Shanks
Your lips were hungrily attached to his as you two were caught in an intense making out session
It basically started off by some flirty comments from both side, a little kiss on the neck by Shanks and boom..
You found yourself hovering over Shank on the bed, desperately trying to get his clothes off
Then suddenly you got interrupted by a knock on the door, claiming they needed the captain for something
You two sighed frustrated and you got off your man and watched him leave horny and disappointed.
“I will be right back ok?” He reassured you with his familiar smile before closing the door behind him
You wanted to waste no time, so you took your clothes off, ready to just get right into it
As Shank opened the door again, his eyes fell on your naked upper body , leaving him confused at first, but it was soon replaced with a mischievous smirk
“So eager, are we darling?”
His mouth closed around one of your nipples , bringing a moan out instantly out of you
“Shanks please..”
“We have time, let’s take it slow”
He’s such a cocky teasing asswhole
we still love him
Zoro
He always ripped apart some pieces of your underwear
Last night your thong barely made it alive, few days ago your bra lost an arm, one of your pantie didn’t make it through the injury
You were two panties away from a penury of underwear and when you were sailing for days and days, you couldn’t afford that
So you had to protest in your own way, and it was now to sleep naked so he won’t rip none of your clothes off
Zoro walked into your shared room with a cocked eyebrow when he quickly realized what was happening
“What are- why are you-“
“I’m protesting!”
“Huh?”
“You carelessly rip my underwear off so I won’t sleep with them anymore”
He rubbed his face against his face before he broke in a silent chuckle. He smirked and looked you up and down.
“Sure, doesn’t seem like the big punishment if you ask me”
“Shut up and get to bed already” you spat back annoyed as you push yourself more against the wall to leave some space for him
“Who said we were gonna sleep?”
He smirked as he removed the sheets and pulled your body closer to him. He got to his knees and propped himself between your thighs.
“Let me apologize first”
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httpwintersoldier · 7 months
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opla men hc || when there's sexual tension between you and them
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ᴢᴏʀᴏ ; ᴍɪʜᴀᴡᴋ ; ʟᴜғғʏ ; sᴀɴᴊɪ ; sʜᴀɴᴋs ; ʙᴜɢɢʏ ᴄᴡ: ɴᴏ sᴘᴇᴄɪғɪᴄs
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ᴢᴏʀᴏ
⤷ zoro can't place a finger on what it is he's feeling, he just knows he's feeling something
⤷ and that something substantially increases when you're near
⤷ it especially increases when you wear tight clothes and little dresses
⤷ it wasn't until you placed a hand on his thigh and got him thinking where he really wanted that hand that he pieced everything together
⤷ he would try to calm himself down and ignore the feeling but he would eventually just give up
⤷ zoro wouldn't talk to you or confront you about the issue - that's not his style
⤷ the swordsman would just touch you a little more and a little closer to the places he shouldn't have his eyes on
⤷ and eventually you'd give in and make a move - he would definitely make you think the whole thing was your idea, that he hadn't been teasing on purpose you for the longest time
⤷ "you're better than I've been imagining..."
ᴍɪʜᴀᴡᴋ
⤷ he's a very intense person, and he gets what he wants
⤷ so when he set his eyes on you and felt the heavy air in the room whenever you two were together he knew you wanted him as badly as he wanted you
⤷ but mihawk wanted to see you work for it
⤷ he would touch you and whisper in your ear, he would say things in a sexual manner on purpose to get you to blush while thinking improper things in front of him
⤷ mihawk would only be satisfied when you were desperate and begging for him, even if that meant he had to wait - he was a masochist, that was for sure
⤷ "when you're ready to beg for me I'd be more than delighted to bend you over on this table and fuck you"
ʟᴜғғʏ
⤷ luffy, like zoro, wouldn't really know what the funny feeling he got in his body when he was around you meant
⤷ but one sure thing was that he always felt like something pulled him towards you whenever you entered the room
⤷ he wouldn't be able to stop himself from touching you, sometimes inappropriately
⤷ luffy and social cues weren't a match, so whenever he'd feel like it he would sneak his arms around you and grab your tits, or sneak his hand up your skirt when he got a peek of your ass
⤷ and you didn't stop him, of course
⤷ you'd scold him in a pathetic attempt to pretend you somehow disliked it, but the combo of his innocent face and dirty hands roaming your body excited you
⤷ "but y/n your tits are so soft... and it makes me feel good when I touch you"
sᴀɴᴊɪ
⤷ sanji swears up and down that he has a connection with everyone - but he swears just as hard that it's different with you
⤷ you even begin to think that you might be the only person on the face of the earth sanji didn't flirt with
⤷ what you didn't know was that sanji's head was so occupied with thoughts of everything he wanted to do to you that any and every word meant for you would get stuck in his throat
⤷ it would get to the point where you'd actually go and ask him
⤷ and boy would sanji have to restrain himself
⤷ seeing you all sweet, shy and adorable... looking at the ground as you asked if he disliked you, just basically yearning for his approval... it took everything in him not to fuck you dumb in the very hallway you stood
⤷ "oh chéri, you've got it all wrong... it's not that I hate you, it's that I really want to fuck you"
sʜᴀɴᴋs
⤷ your and shanks' sexual tension would be there from day one
⤷ when he wants something, he wants it - and he gets it
⤷ it was just a matter of when you'd give in and let him fuck you
⤷ but shanks was subtle, he wanted you to want him, shanks would never ask someone to fuck him, let alone beg - he would work his magic and the people he wanted would come crawling
⤷ you were no different
⤷ it would start with small touches that would progressively get more and more bold - the hand on the small of your back would brush past your ass when he passed by, the kisses on the cheek as a greeting were so close to your lips he might as well just kiss you and half of the things shanks told you were whispered in your ear, with a hand holding your jaw
⤷ you'd find yourself leaning more and more into his touch, slowly yearning that his actions became more bold, that shanks would grab your ass, that he'd make out with you and that he'd put his pretty mouth to good use somewhere else
⤷ "Come take a seat on my lap, princess, you might want to extend your stay on it and all... just not with any clothes on"
ʙᴜɢɢʏ
⤷ unlike most above, buggy does not beat around the bush
⤷ when he wants something he wants it in that moment and it will either happen the good way or the bad way
⤷ but this time he was sure the glances you stole and the way your hand would brush past several of his body parts was not a coincidence, and that the heavy air wasn't humidity - you definitely wanted him too
⤷ buggy would smack your ass and squeeze your body as you passed by, hissing when you teased him back
⤷ he didn't care if people saw it, he wanted to feel you and he was going to feel you until he got you alone so he could fill you up - and he was impatient
⤷ "if you're not in my room tonight I will find you and fuck you wherever you are, and whoever is nearby will be our audicence. I'm sure they will enjoy your pretty noises"
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visionsofmagic · 7 months
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❝screaming another man’s name while being fucked by him❞
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including: zoro, luffy, sanji, shanks [opla versions]
―❛ nsfw, brat!reader, f!reader, possessive behaviour, chocking (kinda), licking, different positions, daddy kink, swearing, pet names, spanking, angry sex, humiliation, begging, fingering, oral > f receiving, marking, claiming, mentions of voyeurism, hair, ‘is all  I suppose. ✸ wc: 2.3k ✸ posted only zoro’s version but didn’t appear on tags, so, I repost that part with others’ parts too. tried to stay in characters. enjoy!
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⭑ ZORO
“oohhh - sanji!”
you moaned, not aware of your own moans until he asked, voice deep, sending radiations of danger.
“what did you just say?”
hands on your waist freezing, the pressure still on there yet it doesn’t continue pulling and pushing your body, stopping fucking you - the sudden silence in the room fills up with heavy breathing.
he holds you by the neck, raising your body up, he makes your back touch his bare chest, back arching - his cock twists inside your walls.
“I asked,” he says, warm breaths hitting your ear as his voice reaches every part of your body as if it's a poison - and he is the only cure for it. “what did you fucking say.”
it wasn’t intentional - you didn’t mean to moan another man’s name in the middle of fucking, but, it came as an instinct.
“z-zoro - I - didn’t mean to - aggh -!”
“didn’t mean to what? moaning another man’s name?” he chuckled, far away from entertaining, just pure annoyance. “moaning sanji’s name while my dick inside you, breakin’ you into half, hm?”
you can’t answer, you can’t even comprehend what to do because you don’t understand why you moaned sanji’s name. however, zoro knows you more than you do, and owns every knowledge about the hidden meanings behind your actions, words, and looks - he isn’t dumb, he knows how you close your thigh around sanji whenever he cooks, watching him from the corner of your eyes as you bite your lips without even noticing it.
it is not that zoro doesn’t get jealous, he does and he will prove it right away yet he wants to satisfy you in every way he can - he can see the truth behind the whole thing; you want the full attention that you try to make him angry with all these acts, and you have no idea that you’re doing all that only for him - for zoro so that he can get possessed around you.
he’s a pleaser though, for you, and he will plan your little game, giving what you want.
“maybe I should call him,” he says, and whimpers when your pussy clenches around his length on its own - pure instinct, pure satisfaction. he smirks, pride runs in his veins, he really knows you - each hit point, each desire, everything. he leaves your body, bending it over again, ass getting higher.
he begins to fuck you so slow that you swear you will lose your mind anytime soon as his cock goes out of your horny clit until his tip touches your folds, only to shove it in again with a hard yet effective thrust.
weren’t his hands holding you by the hips, you would hit the wall in front of your face - moaning louder than before, afraid that the crew will hear you as you get fucked by furious zoro.
“ohh, I definitely should call him. wanna make him watch your pretty face as I fuck your hungry pussy for my cock,” he says, thrusting faster each passing time, making your hands grip the sleeves under you. “would you like that?” he asks, balls hitting every right spot of your ass cheeks, thrust begins to mixture of both pain and pleasure.
“ohhh - zoro - zoro -!”
“that’s right baby. roronoa zoro,” he kneels down, abdomen touching your back, dick reaches the end of your pussy, a hand grips your hair, pulling it harshly, “scream my fucking name louder, wanna hear it, wanna everyone hear it as well.”
“‘m sorry, zoro, ‘m so sorry -“
“oh please,” he mocks you, leaving your hair, only to hold you by the neck this time, pushing you onto the mattress lower, cries rush onto your face. soaking, you moan his name over and over again. “you’re not sorry at all. you’re just a slut, aren’t you?” his fingers play with your ass hole, sending a new sense of satisfaction into your body, “a slut only for my cock though,” he whispers into himself, slapping your ass, earning a scream out of your pretty parted lips.
then, he turns you around, and the cock swifts inside you - standing above you, he puts one of his hands beside your head, and the other one grips your neck completely, making you look up to his face - he finds the pace that he knows that will make you see starts.
eyes sparkling with lust as you look at him, half-closed, blurry already, dry tears on the cheeks, chest raising up and down rapidly while his cock fucks your abused clit harder, and deeper. “yes my slut,” he says, possessiveness can be heard through his voice, “look at who’s fucking you right now. not luffy, not that shitty waiter sanji either. just roronoa zoro. who’s fucking you? whose pussy is this? say it.”
“roro - ohhhh, shit - roronoa z-zoro!”
he nods with such pride that he smirks, still furious, but enjoying this so much that he decides to fuck you in every position he can until the whole crew knows you’re getting fucked by him in his damn room, crying only his name. “that’s it my pretty slut, you will never forget it. from now on, I will dig it into your dizzy head so that your legs will open on their own whenever you see me.”
“please, yes, yes, zoro!” going all mindless, you let him do what he wants - after all, this is what you wanted, isn’t it?
“pretty slut. gotta make you know who you belong to.”
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⭑ LUFFY
“fuuuck - usopp!” the words - the moan comes out of you without your control, making his head higher up.
“huh? say somethin’ baby?” he asks, not stopping eating you from the back, fingers joined, brows raised, curiously looking at you.
“‘m so sorry, luffy - I - I wasn’t thinking straight- I - ohhh!” you try to say but your words are cut by his fingers scissoring inside you.
“oh,” he says, sounding not surprised but excited, chuckling even as he adds, “I didn’t hear it wrong then. you really moaned his name - while my tongue is deep inside you, fingering this beautiful pussy that I thought clenching because of how good I am fucking you.”
between your loud whimpers mixing with moans, you begin to say how sorry you are. you weren’t aware of it until the moment usopp’s name left your mouth. you knew it was luffy who was making you week on the knees, who’s have your legs wrapped around his bare shoulders, your pussy wide open, hands on his curly hair as you pull them whenever his tongue and fingers reach your g-spot - only he can fuck you like this, you know it! but why you moaned usopp’s name, why you pictured him in your mind beside luffy are the questions you have no answers to.
“I don’t know what happened to me - ohhh - luffy, ‘m so sorry - fuuck!”
both moaning with pleasure and crying with pure guilt, you try to hide your face from luffy, a hand positioned on your half of the face, not looking at him, afraid that you made him upset and disappointed yet luffy is there to prove you wrong when he leaves your pussy, gets up, holding you by the chin as he lowers down, making both of you hit the bed underneath you.
hovering over you, he makes you see his smiling face, lips shining because of your soaking, eyes sparkling.
“oh, pretty baby, look at me,” he says, caressing your chin, “I am not mad. not at all. if you want to bring another man into the bed -“
“no, no - I don’t - I really don’t!” you protest, so shy at the thought. you only want luffy, you know that, and you want to apologize to him for being such a greedy girl, “you’re my one and only luffy. I only want you.”
he chuckles softly, shaking his head, fingers finally finding your aching pussy again, playing with it as he says, “‘s okay. if I am the only one you want, then, let me fuck you that your whole body remember I am the one and only for it.”
he keeps his promises, fucking you until the only thing you have on your mind is him - nothing more, nothing less.
yet he doesn’t leave you without teasing you, giving you wet kisses, markings, and even slaps from here to there - enjoying seeing you all shy yet greedy for him.
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⭑ SANJI
“oh yes, yes, yes, right there - so good so good - please more, zoro, please!”
“hm? what?” he asks in a surprised tone, hands stopping playing with your breasts, tongue staying on the hardened nipple without moving, eyes looking up to your confused face from where he stays on - your exposed chest.
he smirks, a bit of jealousy and entertainment at the same time, realizing you have no clue about what you said a second ago, legs push him closer - wanting his cock deep inside your warm walls to start moving again because you can’t understand why he has stopped fucking you.
“oh my beautiful madam,” he teases, “can’t even realize he moaned another man’s name while having my cock warm inside her pussy!”
your eyes widen after you comprehend the words he’s saying.
you swear lowly, hands touch his well-built chest, heat rushing all over your face, and you begin to feel guilt blooming inside your abdomen which has twisted.
“sanji - I am so sorry, I didn’t- I wasn’t -“ he cuts you off, right hand finds your neck as long fingers caress your face.
his face so close to yours as he chuckles, “oh, did my pretty lady remember who’s fucking her? not zoro, eh?”
he can’t decide whether he should feel humiliated or amused. yet he doesn’t go hard on you, moving his hips, he earns low moans from you - hands trembling on his chest, the dilemma rises up inside the mind, thoughts about zoro shuts down by sanji, he shoves his dick into you slowly and in one go as if he’s trying to remind you that you’re under him - not zoro’s or any other man’s.
“please, sanji - faster, please!” your please now is filled with his name comes as prays into his ears, the pride increases, giving sanji a chance to play with your cute little mind.
“that’s right baby, sanji - say that again.” his movements become faster, harder.
“sanji, sanji, sanji - aggh, so good -“ with the help of the last decent you have, you moan his name louder and louder, wanna make him prove that you’re mind full of him, giving him the apology he deserves in a way he would like to get; being so noisy that everyone will acknowledge what you’re doing behind the doors.
“would make a mess out of you. you will leave this room barely walking because of me,” his possession is perceivable, burning you alive with the desire for more. hands grip your inner thighs, opening them wider, a painful breath leaves your lungs as you shut your eyes, giving sanji what he wants; devouring you to tame you.
“pretty lady needs a lesson, and I am here to give it.”
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⭑ SHANKS
he doesn’t say much, chuckling or laughing would suit him better but he knows you should have known that no one can fuck you like he does when another’s man comes from you - moaning with it instead of saying shank’s name.
holding you from the waist, he takes control of you, not letting you ride him no more, sweats flow from your body into his.
the moment you hear his voice, memories of the past seconds rush to your mind, and you find yourself putting your hands on his shoulders, afraid that he will push you.
contrary to what you expect, shanks moves your hips slowly, forth, and back - his balls feel heavy under you, hair on his lower abdomen makes the pleasure double.
you hold your tears; blurry vision, soaking clit, reddened face, agape mouth - pathetic yet beautiful, he thinks. “daddy’s cock isn’t enough for you, hm, is this the case why you moan another man’s name like that even when you’re,” he takes your chin, making you look down, seeing the mess you’re creating, “cumming onto my cock?”
“it’s not it, shanks!” earn a spank on your ass.
“then what is it princess?” he asks, brows raised, fingers traveling on your body, “am I not fucking you good that you fantasize about another man while bouncing on my lap?”
he lets you say countless sorry words, cries inside his arms, explaining how you didn’t mean to do that, how he’s the only one for you yet he doesn’t seem satisfied, taking a deep breath, raising your body then lowering it down - cock thrusting deep and hard.
throwing your head, you begin to beg for him to forgive you, to fuck you.
“in that case,” he says, putting himself a glass of wine from the small table beside you while still sitting on his favorite chair that he fucks you onto. leaning back, he moves his hand in the air, “fuck yourself on my cock, show me how much you can beg for my cock, then, I will forgive you and fuck your greedy pussy princess,”
he watches you going blank for a moment before beginning to bounce on him, moaning from the throat, hands traveling around your body to make a show only for his eyes.
he whimpers lowly, a smirk lightening his attractive face, eyes burning in fire, “give daddy a show. and when you’re done, I will call for him and make him watch as I fuck you good.”
❤💙
taglist • tagging: @snowprincesa1 ❦
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lehguru · 6 months
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THINK YOU NEED SOMEONE YOUNGER + ONE PIECE MEN
they start to realize they might be a little too old for you ft. crocodile, mihawk, smoker, shanks, doflamingo, corazon
info: will do this for other fandoms too i think, angsty on some; not proofread
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crocodile never felt insecure, at least when it came to your relationship. after he left impel down and came to look for you, things got a little... weird. he was avoiding you. you knew it wasn't because he didn't want to bring you into his business (he did it more than once), it was something you didn't really understand. before you could even confront him about it, he said out of nowhere one day: "did you... get with anyone while i was away?" he looked at you with a hard stare. "someone... younger?" you almost laughed at his question, but you held yourself back. your arms circled his waist and you rested your chin on his chest. 'i don't know anyone younger that is as attractive as you, sir.' he grinned, holding the back of your head with his hand. "good."
mihawk noticed how you and zoro interacted during his time at the island. he wasn't suspicious that something was happening, he knew you would never cheat on him or break his trust; but... a thought started to spread in his mind like poison. once zoro and perona left, and you two finally managed to carry on with your married life alone, he asked you one day while you drank tea together. "how do you feel about me being... older?" you looked at him with raised eyebrows and 'the only thing that matters to me is you. i fell in love with your personality and the way you treat me, not your age.' he hummed, a deep sound that you know reverberated on his chest. even if it was faint, you could see a soft pink dusting his cheeks.
smoker didn't think about your age gap until he overheard some of the new recruits talking about you two. captain smoker having a younger partner is a little weird isn't it, was what they said. when he was back home and you were resting against his chest, softly playing with the hair on the area, he told you about it. you looked up, your eyes shining, 'old pan makes good food'. the laughter that left his lips was one that he always reserved for you, his most sincere and genuine laugh; he pressed his lips on the top of your head, murmuring praises and love confessions against your hair.
shanks really didn't care about it, not as much as other members of his crew did – with how well they knew their captain, the man would be destroyed if you decided to leave him. 'she might go for a younger guy, when your thing doesn't get up anymore.' they usually voiced their concerns in the form of jokes, so they wouldn't be too harsh on their captain, but it was effective. those comments made him start to realize what you two were – lovers. one day, without telling you, he and the crew left. simply left the island, leaving you behind with only an note written "don't look for me." in a messy manner.
one thing about doflamingo is that he gets whatever he wants whenever he wants. and since the moment he laid eyes on you, you were his. the people that tried to comment on your age gap always "mysteriously" disappeared, even if they were from inside his organization. no one could talk about him and his partner like that. if he ever brought up the topic, it was only to test if you were seeing anyone or wanted someone younger (he knows you don't. he knows everything); your praises towards him and your love always left him pleased – he would give you the same in return.
corazon is frequently insecure about your relationship. he wonders if you really love him, if he's good enough for you, if he's being a good boyfriend, if he missed any important date that he should've remembered – your age gap (made worse by your height gap too) is only another one of those concerns. no matter what you say, he often asks you if you wouldn't want to be with someone younger and with a better family than him. one day, after he asked that for the millionth time, you answered: "we can have a family of our own, rosi. you deserve happiness. you said once i made you happy, so i will stay. the only way you're going to get rid of me is if one of us is gone." he chuckled and smiled widely, as he often did around you and law, hugging you tightly against his body. 'i adore you. with all my heart and soul, i love you.'
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miyuskye · 7 months
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Oda: draws a funny roger pic
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one of his assistants probably: ok i'm gonna make this about shanks and buggy instead
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taissabelle · 6 months
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Therapist: Oh, you definitely have daddy issues
Me: no, I don't
Also, me hours later realizing all my favorite fictional characters are older man....
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The old men of One Piece finding out they have a child with you. Pt. 2
Due to popular demand I have a part two for you guys!
Shanks, Buggy, Mihawk xFemreader
Healthy Mix of Angst and Fluff
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Buggy
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The crew was quick to follow orders, Cabaji grabbing you as others grabbed your sons. Dragging you from the restaurant you called a home and out onto the streets, screamed fill the air as the village was being ripped apart. Your boys crying out in fear as the crew harshly brought you onto the ship you once were apart of.
You yelped as you were thrown into Buggy's room. Your boys being tossed in as well, you quickly grabbed Dee and Bee and brought them to your chest. Running your hands through their hair as they sobbed against you, shaking like a leaf and terrified.
"Ssshh it's okay my loves it's okay" you whisper trying to soothe them, holding them tightly to try and ward away the bad dream. After a few hours they finally fell asleep, You carefully rolling up and placing them on Buggy's large bed. It wouldn't be best to let them sleep in your arms since they were fairly large and when asleep could kick and roll. You couldn't risk injury if you were going to escape with the twins.
You tucked them into the big stripped bed and sighed- Surrounded by more of this circus shit made them look way more like Buggy then you cared to admit. Smoothing Dee and Bee wild blue locks with your hand you sighed heavily. Trying to come up with a plan to escape- but the plotting was short lived as the bedroom door opened.
Buggy stared at you and then glanced at the boys as they slept soundly in his bed. He was holding a large tray and set it down on the side table, meeting your eyes as he picked up a fork and took a bite from each both and even a bite of the bread, before taking a seat clearly wanting to show it was safe to eat and feed the children. You looked at the food it was 3 healthy servings of pasta with fresh bread and 3 drinks, 2 milks and a ale. You looked at him in question but you didn't dare voice anything. Instead gently shaking the twins awake-
"Eh? Mom?..." Dee mumbled as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Dinner is here" You say calmly, holding a bowl out to Dee who gently took it in his tiny hands before waking up Bee with a bit more force and doing the same. Splitting the bread in half and giving each half to your sons to make sure they had full bellies.
You ate your own food, Watching as the twins hungrily ate there like they hadn't had a meal before, havjng to make sure they didnt mess up the nice bed. However you kept glancing back at Buggy, feeling his eyes on you.
He sat across the room stull, watching you closely as you wiped their faces clean with your dress and handing them their drinks and even taking your own ale and sipping it. You saw Bee wat hibg Buggy closely, the two staring at each other silently.
"What are you looking at Old Man?-" Bee snapped as he glared at Buggy. You snapping your finger quickly at him.
"Attitude-" You hissed in warning. However heard a shuffle to see Buggy snorting a laugh and turning away to giggle-
"Damn these really are my Kids- I was at least 90% sure before but now it's 100%!" He laughed, actually Wiping the tears from his face.
"Mom what is he talking about?" Dee questioned first, raising a brow at the Clown in their room.
"Yeah and whats with hi-" You smacked your hand over your sons mouth. Knowing that the following question would lead to a fight you didn't have the strength for.
"Boys this is your father... Buggy the Clown. He's a Pirate Captian"
"Our Dads a clown-" Bee deadpanned as his face looked at you in what can only be described as confused horror. You sighing mentally by this, as Dee stared at Buggy suspiciously.
"How do we know?-" Dee started, But Buggy pulled the hat from his head and bandana to show his blue locks that were identical to their.
"Our Dads a Clown!?" Bee said again this time
"I'm a porate clown-" Buggy shot back as he frowned at the boy. The two locking in gaze of equal stubbornness and attitude.
Dee started to say"Is that why you took us?" But was cut off gloriously by Bee"If you're our dad then you suck! Why did you grab mom by her hair and make her cry!" He proclaimed, Jumping up on the bed and pointing to Buggy angrily. You urging the boy to sit down, But Buggy's gaze softened.
"I apologize- I didn't see it was her or else I would have never raided you town. Instead just picked you three up to take with me" He admitted calmly. The seemed to take the wind from Bee's sails as he sat back down- You also surprised to hear Buggy apologize or be so vulnerable.
"I want to have you three here with me and be apart of my children's life" Buggy started as he stared at you- You started to protest but he held up a hand.
"60 Days, that's all I ask. If in 60 days you don't want me in their lives I'll drop you and the boys off at a Marine Base with some berry. Enough to be comforble for the rest of your lives"
It was a good deal- a damn good deal. It's not like you had a berry to your name or a place to return to. That and he genuinely seemed interested in the boys, you gave a defeated sigh.
"Alright... 60 days- then we will talk from there" Buggy smiled at hearing you agreeing to this. Excitement shining in his eyes as he jumped up from his seat.
"Perfect! You all rest here. I'll leave and bring some supplies for you all" Buggy said calmly as he stood up and quickly left, a grin plastered on his face as he left you.
You should have known that Buggy was planning something. For the next 3 days it was like he turned the ship into a child's dream. There was suddently a absurd about of toys, sweets, every game imaginable too seemed to have suddently appeared. Buggy all to happy to shower the twins in anything they asked for, played any game they wanted.
You inwardly sighed as you watched the twins start to warm up to Buggy, More like clinging to him. Bee seemingly the most interested in him while Dee seemed to just love sailing. Having to be coaxed down from the crows nest were he would hide all day. At the mess hall however is were they fit in the best- It was like Buggy had cloned himself the two perfect best friends, aka himself.
Dee had taken to keeping his hair up due to his time in the crows nest and also had become more confident- pushing his brother back whenever he messed with him a bit too much- As for Bee it was like Buggy 2.0- Loud, flashy and ready to find trouble. It had been only 3 days but so much had changed, Currently it being evening dinner time.
Sitting next to Buggy in the mess hall, who had made it a habit of keeping you close you glared as your son then Buggy who was just laugjing "Benny (Y/L/N) get your monkey ass here right now!" You yelled as you saw your son running down the tables of the mess hall. Singing a made of sea shanty that the rest of the freaks were actually drinking and singing along to.
"Let the boy have some fun (Y/N)! It's not like he's hurting anyone- Besides what's the worse that can happen! Stop with the snooty attitude" Buggy proclaimed with a laugh, you saw Dee get a mischievous look in his eye before slipping under the table. You give a sarcastic smile, knowing your twins all too well.
"Fine then, I won't be snooty for the next hour whatever they damage you gotta clean" You proposes with a smile. He laughed and nodded.
"Deal! Finally now we can have some fu-"
And like a symphony of madness all hell broke lose. Dee had popped put from under the table and grabbed Bee's foot nid step. The singing child falling into a massive bowl of mashed potatos which managed to spray everywhere- coating all the people at the table in potatos and the floor which made a few Crewmates who had been walking slip and slam into tables flinging more food and creating more mess paired with a hunk of cake landing right in Buggy's face. Wiping the frosting as he watched the two boys make a run from the mess hall cackling like two Imps.
"Boys!!" He yelled, trying to wipe more of the pink frosting from his face. You smiled and handed him a napkin.
"Have fun Captian!~" You said with a grin and patted his shoulder as Buggy sat there red faced and glaring at you half heartedly. As if taking your cue, you got up and left. Giggling as you hear Buggy snap at some crewmates to grab something to help clean the mess.
Deciding to take the time for yourself you went to the main deck. Leaning against the rails as you watched the dark waves of the ocean and the setting sun. You couldn't lie and say you didn't miss the ocean, or the time to yourself. You stood there watching as the sun set and plunged the ship into darkness, the lanterns of the ship turning on as well as the ship seemed to be sailing in darkness.
"Enjoying your free time?" A deep voice snapped you from your thoughts. Seeing Buggy walking towards you, his face washed of makeup and hair in a ponytail. Having clearly just bathed after getting the mess hall cleaned.
"Yeah, I forgot how nice it is being on this ship.. How are the boys?" Buggy smiled at hearing you enjoying yourself before shrugging.
"Got them washed up and put them to bed.....They seem to like me" He boated, seemingly proud he had formed such a strong bond.
"That they do" You reply. Watching as he put his hands in his pockets a bit awkwardly, that tough Captian Facade crumbling a bit under his own anxiety.
"(Y/N) Why did you leave?... Was it me? Were you ashamed of me or-" He started, the back of his hand brushing against his nose as the enxiety slammed into his chest.
"What?.. No that's not why I left Buggy- I was scared. How the hell was I suppose to go through pregnancy on a ship? Hell the labor?! That was 36 hours to give birth to both of them!" Buggy winced at the thought, you leaned against the railing and stared at him.
"It was the fact that I couldn't predict how you would react and no idea how to raise a baby here. So in a village with at least some stability seemed like the best option- Even if it ment having to do it alone"
You admit, Buggy messing with his gloved hands. Sadness bleeding through his gaze as he sighed.
"I suppose- I can see your point... but I would have put everything on hold if I knew-" Buggy admitted, before rubbing the back of his head a bit hesitantly.
"You know- We only got 60 days and I've been wanting to take a vacation. Drop off the crew maybe for a bit and I know this really nice island" Buggy said casually. Your eyebrows raising at hearing this- He wanted to stop pirating just for you and the twins?
"What?-" You started but he cut you off quickly. "I mean it would only be a little bit of course- unless something urged me to stay a bit longer. However I think being on the open ocean can be damaging for super long term- I mean the meals can cause scurvy and who knows what else" He quickly justified, even at this distance you could see his ears turning red. You couldn't help but giggle at this, which caught his attention quickly.
"I'd like that Buggy.. But I don't want to take you away from what you love" you say, Watching Buggy take a hesitant step towards you.
"Who knows... 60 days can quickly turn into eternity.. if you want it to.. and i lost what i loved once- Ill never let that happen again" He said locking eyes with you which made you smile brighter.
Shanks
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It had been 3 weeks since Shanks arrived- and it had been one journey, The man clearly loved to be a father. Willing to do anything for Vivian, her having the powerful pirate wrapped around her little finger and not even knowing it.
Shanks having let his crew take the time for essentially a vacation on his dime while ge stayed in your guestroom. Excited every morning to wake up and play with his daughter. He bought her so many toys, a chest full of pretty dresses, a giant stuffed monkey and a play wood sword since she had been so interest in his.
She had even taken to tying her favorite green ribbon on his sword since "It looks pretty" and he didn't have the will power to take it off. So for the most part, it had been complete and total bliss.
It was early morning when you heard some loud Noises coming from the kitchen area of your home- Getting up from bed and put on your robe and walked to see what all the noise was.
You stood in the kitchen with a raised eyebrow, the only word fitting this situation was- Hilarious. There sat Shanks, sat on the floor with his back leanes against the oven holding a old muffin. His eyes were covered in a thick layer of green glittery eyeshadow (from your makeup bag) hot red lipstick that was sneered on other parts of his face. Some bows randomly scattered in his red hair. His coat that usually covered his missing arm dropped over your daughter who was still in her baby blue tight gown and she was dragging behind her as she adding things to the spread on the floor. A bag of sugar, some water, a scattering of teabags and whatever had been in the fridge- including half eaten sandwiches and cupcakes which Shanks was currently chewing on.
"Starlight, I don't think there is anyway you can make the wate- I mean tea any sweeter" He said calmly, Watching Vi try to pour more sugar into her little China set with her chubby hands. Shanks cringing a bit at this as she poured him a cup and handed it to him.
"See! Now it's perfect!" She chimed and giggled loudly. He gave a smile as he set aside his muffin and sipped the tea, trying to suppress the cringe from the unholy amount of sugar that was mixed with water and a hint of a poor teabag.
"It's delicious Baby Girl- Fantastic" He choked out, working through a smile as he forced himself to take another sip. You couldn't help bit to laugh, which brought the attention of both Red Heads.
"Mommy!" Vivian chimed loudly running towards you still wearing Shank's cloak and you scooped her up carefully.
"I must say Shanks, you look fabulous" You said with a smile. Shanks Grinning up at you as he sat on the floor.
"I always thought I'd look good in green" He said, Gesturing to the sloppy eyeshadow. Rolling himself up to his feet as he smiled down at you.
"By the way are you ready for today?" You raised a brow-
"Oh boy what do you have planned?" Shanks only gave a wide smile before grabbing a box from the kitchen table and holding up a lovely yellow sundress for you and a similar one for Vivian.
"Fun day out!"
Shanks hadnt beem kidding about a fun day, staring with a lovely resturant on the island, sailing, having in a meadow and then time out at the park the sun started to set. Shanks held Vivian who was passed out against him, walking back to your home. The two of you talking about the time you two where together in the past.
"Thank you (Y/N).." He said softly, Smiling as he watched the sun set and the two of you walked up hill.
"For what?" He smiled brightly at you "Making me the happiest man in the world" You couldn't help but blush at hearing this. Looking away bashfully as you came up to your home, Seeing a man standing there a bit awkwardly.
"Yasopp! Glad you stopped by, This is (Y/N) and my darling daughter Vivian. She's asleep right now but I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"
Shank smiled brightly at seeing his fellow crewmate. However the look on Yasopp face said otherwise.
"Its lovely to meet you (Y/N)... but Captian- we have to talk.." He said softly, Shanks frowning at the tone he gave before gently passing Vivian to you.
"I'll be in a sec" He said, nodding you quickly head inside to get Vivian ready for bed. Yasopp and him talked outside, Shanks looked angry. Staring at the letter and running his hand through his hair clearly stressed. You finished cleaning Vivians face and got her in her PJs, tuckering her in for the night. In the hallway you could hear the should of bottles shifting, turning to see Shanks in the kitchen grabbing the bottle of whiskey you kept on the top shelf- his face twisted in anger as he plopped on the couch.
"You have to leave.. don't you-" You finally blurted out, watching him open the bottle with his teeth and take a sip. His eyes shiny with unshed tears, he nodded soberly as he took a hard swig of the drink.
"Shanks you can't finally meet her and just leave her life-" You stressed, anger bubbling in your chest as you stared at him. He sat slunched in the chair a swirling of different emotions in his eyes.
"They need my help.. and I can't risk it (Y/N).... I can't risk them finding out about you and Vi... they would kill you both" He whispered, shock slamming into you. Your eyes drifting to Vivian's room were she laid sleeping.
"...How long will you be gone" You whispered finally, sitting down on your sofa sadly.
"I don't know..." He whispered, defeat written on his face. Holding the bottle out to you, which you took and started to sip before passing it back.
"When do you leave?" Shanks took another heavy swig of the drink and held it out to you. "Tomorrow morning..." You nod at this- Taking another sip of the whiskey.
"...I-Is she going to hate me?" Shanks whispered, Looking up at were he knew Vi was. You shook your head "She doesn't have it in her heart to hate.." You said softly. He nodded at this and messed with the ribbon she tied on his sword, staring at it hard.
"I love her (Y/N).... so much it hurts.." His voice cracked. But he instead stood up, taking a heavy breath.
"I'm going to get some sleep... you should as well" He said softly, Turning and walking back to the guest room. Leaving you alone with the whiskey bottle, as you put it back in its rightful place. You could have sworn you heard hushed sobs... but left them be and went to cry in your own bed as well.
In the morning, the nice breakfast was made. Shanks feeding Vivian her oatmeal and letting her talk his ear off, you knew he needed this moment. Needed to have this with her. Once breakfast was finishes the three of you started the walk to the docks, Vivian holding Shanks hand as they talked about the pretty ocean.
Walking to the docks he saw the ship being loaded up, Vivian staring in awe at the massive vessel and giggled at the sight of all the men who stared at her and gave friendly waves. Shanks taking a deep breath to look at you both. Hurt shining in his eyes as he swallowed a hard lump in his throat. Kneeling down he looked at Vivian, his hand cupping her chubby cheek as he took a shaky breath holding back tears clearly. "Princess, I've got to go for a while.."
"But why?... you just got here?"
"I know baby girl- But, see there is this trouble maker- His name is Luffy. Think of him as your big brother, he needs my help.. And I don't want to put you and your Mommy in danger while I go get him. So I have to leave-"
He said, Biting his bottom lip for a second as he let a few tears roll down his cheek. Reaching into his pocket and pulling out a solid gold coin- it was quite large and he carefully handed it to Vivian. Her little fingers holding the big coin and touching the detailed design thay decorated it, his Jolly Roger.
"But I promise I'll be back.. but until I do- you have to keep this with you. It's special, it will protect you from Pirates- And when I come back, and I promise I will. I'll trade you that coin for your ribbon back okay?"
He said softly, watching Vivian smile up at him at the promise.
"Okay Daddy.." She said softly before jumping and hugging around his neck. He held her tightly, wrapping his arm around her as if he didn't want to let go.
"Captian-" Yassop said softly, Shanks nodding and carefully standing up. Handing Vivian to you a bit reluctantly, Vivian own eyes starting to water. You held her close as tears rolled down your own cheeks. Shanks leaning in and kissing the tears on your face and one gingerly on your lips.
"I'll see you two again, I swear" He said softly, Stepping back as he followed after his crew. The crew somber like their Captian as he boarded, yelling out commands to set sail. Looking back as the ship began to leave the harbor, Waving at the two of you. Vivian waving back gently as tears rolled down her chubby cheeks clutching the coin close to her chest.
You and Vivian standing on the docks as you watched the ship sail and disapear over the horizon. You sniffles and wiped your eyes of the tears you didn't know had still been running down your cheeks.
Your daughter looking at you and wiping your tears, giving you a smile just like Shanks "Don't worry Mommy.. Daddy said he'd be back"
Mihawk
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You stood in your tiny kitchen, rubbing your temple as the days situation settled on your bones. Your son standing next to you chopping vegetables silently, Clearly ignoring the elephant in the room.
"Alucare- Do you want to-"
"No" He cut you off quickly, quickly cutting down on a carrot like it had wronged him. You sighed at this setting the kettle on the stove to start a pot of tea. Knowing damn well what was coming- right on cue there was a knock to the door.
Turning you went to let in the Warlord, he looked like a kicked puppy. Awkwardly standing there at your door with his hat removed, his eyes glancing up at you hesitantly.
"(Y/N)..." He said softly, surprising you that he had even remembered your name. He stepped to the side, inviting him into your home and guiding him to your dining room were he took a seat at the kitchen table.
You took a seat as well, Alucare not turning from preparing the vegetables. A awkward silence following the trio as there was only the sound of chopping.
"Mihawk.. It's been a while" You finally speak, the Warlord nodding in agreement. Silence falling over you two again.
"Oh for God's sake. Alucare sit down please, we are going to get this out" You said, Hearing the shuffle of your son moving from his spot and sitting next to you. You couldn't help but stare in awe- The two sitting across from each other made it seem like they were looking at some odd mirror, they looked almost identical except for the age and minor changes.
"Mihawk this is Alucare, your son. As we can clearly can see. Alucare this is your father Dracule Mihawk"
You introduce, swallowing thickly as the two continued to stare at each other. Silence falling again over you all, Mihawk sighed and rubbed his temple. Turning his eyes away from this odd sort of staring contest.
"Alucare.. That's a good name.. How old are you?" Mihawk asked, staring at his child for a moment before Alucare looked away.
"I'm 16..." He said softly, Mihawk nodding at this before his eyes landed on you.
"How come you didn't tell me- I would have been here, helped you. I have a home and more" He asked, his eyebrows betraying him in pure confusion and he frowned. You sighed and rubbed the back of your neck.
"I was scared- How would it look like if some random person claimed to have some famed Warlords child.." You mumbled, still embarrassed by the whole ordeal. "Besides it wasn't even until after are alleyway escapades that I understood who you were-"
"I see..." Mihawk sighed as he stared at Alucare again, who seemed to grow a bit uncomforble at the direction of this conversation.
"Alucare do you wish to ask something of your father?-" You encouraged. Wanting to create a olive branch between the two.
"What is there me to ask? It's not like it's a secret that we are related or his reputation. The only thing I would wonder is how you found out about us-" Alucare said a bit dismissively, you felt genuine surprise at this. He had never shown anyone disrespect before until now-
"There were rumors of you that traveled to a Marine Base I was at- how a child looked like the famed Mihawk... eyes and all" Mihawk clarified. Alucare only rolling his matching yellow eyes at this, standing up from his seat.
"I'll be dismissing myself. Thanks for the talk" He said calmly, walking out the back door and slamming it shut behind him. You sighed and looked to Mihawk
"Hes normally not like that, I don't know what to say" You admit. But the Warlord just stood up with a understanding nod.
"Hes angry... that I understood.. I'll return" He said before following out the back door as well.
Standing by the grove of trees next to the house Alucare let the cool blade of the knives brush over his fingers, sighing as he quickly released the blade at lightning speed at the carved target on the old tree hitting bulls eye. Alucare walking to retrieve the lone blade and repeat the process.
"Impressive shot-" The deep voice only belonging to Mihawk sounded behind the teen. Alucare glancing back at the man as he resumed his position and went back to throwing his blade.
"Thanks I suppose-" Alucare mumbled as he continued to task. Mihawk sighing softly as he glanced at the sky.
"What is the true reason you resent me- One that you don't wish to express with your mother around" He finally asked, staring at the sky. Alucare faltering in his movements for a moment, keeping the blade in his hands for a moment.
"If you had been anyone else she wouldn't have had to suffer so much-" He admitted, his eyes showing a deep sadness as he sighed "I saw the way they looked at her, despite her smiling and ignoring it.. how she acted as a human shield for me. Because we share blood- How she would sit on the bed after working day and night to put that home over our head... how tired she was and then emotionally carying the brunt of people looking at her in either pity, fear otlr disgust for my sake"
He admitted, throwing the blade once again watching the blade stick deeply into the tree the handle being the only thing that showed. Mihawk quietly listened and clenched his hands.
"I understand... if I had known I would have protected her... I would have protected you- Nothing I can say can make up for 16 years of hardship... but I do apologize" Mihawk said, bowing his head gently.
Alucare looked at him silently for a moment. Looking away for a moment and went to grab the blade.
"...How do you sharpen a blade-" Alucare asked, In his own way accepting Mihawk apology and extending a form of communication. Mihawk gave a hint of a smile on his lips as he stepped forward.
"I can show you-"
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For all the people who requested Pt. 2
@lunanight1021 @lolavegas20 @cuteastrash @thatcharmingmushroom @marsilis @thesadvampire @amecchii @zaphira-san @matronofthevoid @mothmans-left-nipple
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Ecstasy: Chapter 2
Chapter 1 is here.
Mihawk/Shanks/AFAB!Reader
Minors Do Not Interact
Rating: Explicit 18+
Warnings: Threesome, Dub-con, Non-consensual drugging, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fisting, Double Penetration, Light BDSM, Daddy Kink, Sir Kink.
Summary: Shanks and Mihawk take you out to the bar for your birthday. They slip a little something in your drink as a present and lavish you with attention. Happy Birthday to you!
You open your eyes, half-lidded and heavy with want. Next to Shanks stands Mihawk, slotted against his companion once more, yellow eyes blown wide and clouded with lust. The two of them tower before you on the edge of the bed, drinking in your beauty, fondly pressed to one another.
"Prettiest thing you ever did see, aye Hawk-eyes?"
Ecstasy: Chapter 2/2
Shanks and Mihawk waste no time rushing you through the town's streets, straight back down to the docks where the Red Force is anchored. Ecstasy thrums through your body, heat burning in your core as you cling to Mihawk's broad shoulders. The gentle glow of the road lanterns dance in your vision as you're quickly ushered along, you close your eyes, overwhelmed by the lingering tracers. The sound of the ocean that gently laps against the hull of the ship washes over you, letting you know you are home.
Before you knew it the three of you had boarded the ship, whisked away to the Captain's quarters, Mihawk lowers you onto the plush king size mattress your trio shares. You grip the soft blankets, relieved that you were back in the safety and privacy of your beloved's room.
Shanks kneels on the bed next to you, knuckles softly caressing your flushed cheek, "How are you doing, love?"
Your eyes flutter at the tender contact, your body humming with approval, "Good...so good..."
Shanks' grin blinds you for a moment, even lights up his dark warm eyes. The look on his face takes your breath away, his gaze wandering your face, to your lips and finally along your body, re-igniting your arousal.
"Kiss me..." You whisper, reaching up to stroke the 3 raised scars on the left side of his face and eye, "Please..."
He props himself up by his one hand, leaning down to collide with your feverish mouth. Teeth clacking against yours he eagerly drinks you in, tongue soothing over your teeth, the tip of your own tongue, further down in your mouth over and over again, until you feel spit-drunk and dopamine dizzy. After what feels like an eternity in heaven he pulls away, leaving you gasping for air, needy for more.
You open your eyes, half-lidded and heavy with want. Next to Shanks stands Mihawk, slotted against his companion once more, yellow eyes blown wide and clouded with lust. The two of them tower before you on the edge of the bed, drinking in your beauty, fondly pressed to one another.
"Prettiest thing you ever did see, aye Hawk-eyes? " Shanks asks, arm curling around the war lord's waist, chin resting on his shoulder.
Mihawk hums, a low sound in his chest, hand reaching out to stroke your ankle while he returns the gesture of the red-haired captain by snaking his arm around Shanks' waist, fingertips gripping his hip.
"Absolutely gorgeous,"  he responds back, rubbing little circles in the soft spot of your ankle.
Your breath hitches in your throat, the image of these heart-breakingly beautiful men pressed together, faces inches apart, doting on you, it was almost too much to handle.
A desperate whine shudders it's way out of your throat, the sight of them so close together in proximity makes you feel hot and overwhelmed. You sit up suddenly, the desperate need to be bare and felt by them takes over as you begin to strip. First your shirt and bodice, followed by a difficult try with your boots, until the men got the picture and started working on your laces for you. Quickly they toss your shoes, skirt, and stockings out of sight and mind until you were only left in the black cotton thong they helped ruin only a short time ago.
The two pirates stood speechless together, closely regarding the treasure splayed out before them, your blown-out pupils wandering down to the obvious arousal hardening in their pants.
"Fuck..." You moan, as another rush of pleasure showers over you, the promise of their want and need clutching deep inside of you.
"Please..." You mewl helplessly, your fingers caressing and pinching the soft flesh of your tender nipples and breasts, head tossed back against the plush bedding, back arched off the bed, "Please, I want, I want..."
You can't form the words, your brain refuses to string sentences together, every atom of your being feels like a live-wire - raw energy redirecting back into your body, your skin, your mouth, your stomach, your clit, your cunt. You keen out a frustrated sigh, squirming mindlessly in pleasure.
"Oh poor thing," Shanks coos, mocking you with fake sympathy, he parts from Mihawk's side to slide inbetween your legs, expertly pulling off his own shirt in a single motion in the process. He gently opens your thighs until your knees are level with your hips, toes flexing in the air.
Mihawk crawls to the head of the bed, hands smoothing over your shoulders as he begins to strip, placing his hat on the night stand, long leather coat shed away, boots kicked off and forgotten. He takes your head and places it in his lap, your face inches away from his clothed cock. You whimper with longing, your face nuzzling against the prominent bulge in his pants.
"So needy," Shanks continues to tease, mouth leaning down to connect with your navel, fingertips ghosting up and down your leg, each time getting closer to the edge of your panties.
They have your candle burning at both ends, nerves wracked with unadulterated need. Shanks dips his tongue to lave over your clothed clit, connecting with your pleasure center. You buck your hips, desperate for the release that was previously denied to you.
You cry out as Shanks’ tongue licks along the damp fabric, toying with your aching bud, overstimulating you past the brink of sanity. Your hands automatically fly down to grip his bright red hair, your fingernails digging hard into his scalp; he grunts with discomfort.
“Shanks, please!”
Immediately you are punished with two harsh and furious slaps, one after the other on each of your thighs.
Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, a stinging pain blooming across your sensitive flesh, mixing with the overwhelming pleasure spilling out your every pore.
Your arms are yanked back up by Mihawk, wrists firmly captured in one of his large hands, the other gripped tightly in your hair to force your head forward to look directly into Shanks’ eyes.
His normally warm, gentle brown eyes are stern, almost black, glinting with something just a little dangerous. He curls his hand under your chin, gripping it firmly so your lips pout just a little.
“What was that, baby girl? Sounds like someone forgot their manners.”
You whimper, as you gently squirm between the two men, a single tear sliding down your cheek, “I-I’m sorry, Daddy, I just…I can’t control myself, please I need you, I need both of you, please.”
Mihawk and Shanks share a glance, their tenderness returning. Mihawk lets up on his fingers that are taunt with your scalp, his bruising grip loosening on your wrists.
“Oh princess, this isn’t meant to be a punishment,” he cradles your face in his hand, kissing your flushed and tear-streaked cheeks, “this is a gift, we want to spoil you, but you have to remember to behave like the good girl we know you are, and not a spoiled little brat.”
You sniffle, trembling, “I’ll be good Daddy, p-please spoil me, I’m s-so ready…”
Shanks smiles wide, pressing his lips firmly against yours, probing his tongue into your eager mouth, flicking the tip against the overly sensitive muscle. You melt into the kiss, your body relaxing from the contact as you settle back into Mihawk’s lap, his straining cock pressing into your shoulder.
Shanks breaks the kiss, his hand wandering from your face down to your chest, soothing over the round flesh of your breasts, playfully plucking at your hardened nipples before finally reaching down to crook his fingers into the waistband of your panties and pry them off your legs.
You mewl, another jolt of electricity shooting through your core as you’re finally exposed to the open air. Mihawk and Shanks share another lustful glance toward one another, both their lips upticked with smirks.
Shanks sighs, somewhat breathless, as he runs his fingers through your puffy and slicked up entrance, “Oh fuck baby girl, you’re absolutely soaked.”
Mihawk suddenly tips your head back and captures your lips, swallowing the moan that is ripped from your body as Shanks swipes the pad of his thumb over your stiff and throbbing clit.
He hums into your mouth, sliding his tongue down as far as it could reach before swirling it below the underside of your own, pleased at the needy noises he drinks from you, as Shanks continues to glide his fingers up and down your pussy lips, rewarding you with a single slender finger every moment or so. Mihawk pulls away, leaving you breathless as he grinds his hips and unbearably hard cock into the soft skin of your back.
“How about we put that pretty mouth to good use,” he purrs, releasing your hands as he reaches down to grasp the buckle of his belt, pulling it off and undoing the front of his pants swiftly, his cock standing up firm against his stomach.
“Hmmm, be a good girl and suck Sir’s cock,” Shanks grins, sliding the two middle fingers of his hand into your pulsing cunt, earning him a satisfied gasp from your burning red, kiss-swollen mouth.
Mihawk maneuvers your head out of his lap, sitting up onto his knees he grasps his cock, giving it a few firm strokes before feeding the tip past your plush, wettened lips. You gaze up at Mihawk, his piercing eyes fixed on yours as he inches into your throat.
Shanks watches, captivated as both pairs of your pink soaked lips take a different part of both your lovers, your mouth swallowing Mihawk as your pussy swallows his own fingers. With a breathy groan, Shanks slips a third finger into you.
“Hmph!” You whimper around Mihawk’s thick cock, heat frantically pooling in your stomach, euphoria warming your entire body. Your eyes roll back as Mihawk thrusts further into your mouth, the lewd messy noises of Shanks’ ambitious fingers fucking your drenched hole resound through the Captain’s cabin.
Shanks looks at you adoringly through half-lidded eyes, drunk on the way your body screams and sings for him, like a living musical instrument. Enthralled by Mihawk’s cock bulging in your throat, his fingers easily sucking into your willing body.
“So wet and open…do you think you could take my whole hand, baby?” Shanks asks innocently, a hint of the scoundrel he actually is glinting in his sincere eyes.
Mihawk smirks back at the red haired captain, shallowly thrusting into the heat of your throat, watching hungrily as Shanks sinks a fourth finger into your greedy cunt, twisting slightly to open you up further.
“Oh she can take it, right darling?” Mihawk coos, gently tracing the back of his fingertips over the side of your face, down to lovingly caress the bulge of himself in your throat.
You let out a muffled whine, your eyes squeezed shut, hands grasping the covers beneath you for dear life as you try not to gag on the engorged dick that’s filling your windpipe, dizzying spells of ecstasy crashing over you again and again as you feel Shanks pry you open ever further, his thumb edging against the glossy and sensitive stretched out rim of your entrance.
“Such a good girl,” Shanks praises, white teeth grazing over his bottom lip while he gently twists his hand into you, final finger slotting in place.
You gasp at the sensation, almost choking. Mihawk immediately pulls out of your throat and caresses your face so you could get your bearings.
Mihawk and Shanks’ lips both part, sighing in simultaneous arousal, at the sight of Shanks’ fist buried wrist deep in your pussy. You tip your head up, breath coming out in short, sharp bursts, shiny wide-eyes looking at Shanks as he gazed over you, eyes meeting yours with a deep look of affection, admiration, and praise.
“How…h-how many is that, Daddy?” You ask in a hushed whisper, trembling between the warmth of their bodies.
Shanks gives you a gentle smile, and says quietly, “That’s all of them, little one.”
You feel yourself flush from head to toe, never had you been so open and vulnerable, never stretched so wide. The thought of you completely engulfing his hand makes you want to cum right then and there.
“Fuuuck…,” you whine, immersed in the unrelentless waves of arousal the drug continuously pumps through your system. Your head falls back on the bed, your hands grasping for Mihawk, gripping hard to one of his thighs, “Plllleeeaasseee~”
“Hmmm, want to cum like this? Me fucking you with my fist?” Shanks breathes, tone heavy, laced with awe, his fist slowly starting to pump in and out of you.
A short sound of approval rumbles deep from Mihawk’s chest, watching hungrily as your body takes Shanks’ hand, obscene, wet noises blending in with the increasingly loud moans and noises that spill from your mouth.
“Want to see if I can make her squirt?” Shanks asks, locking eyes with Mihawk, face lit up with a devilish smile.
“I most certainly would,” Mihawk replies with a smirk, leaning over your trembling form to swipe his fingertips over the hood of your clit.
You cry out, bliss flooding your body, the combination of Mihawk’s fingers fluttering over your clit and Shanks’ fist twisting and fucking more feverishly into you was almost too much to bear, the threat of your orgasm licking at your insides making you whine in delicious agony.
“Don’t force it down, just let go,” Shanks grunts with the effort of his thrusts, his movements shaking your whole body, your slick juices dripping down his wrist and forearm.
“You don’t need permission to cum anymore, it’s your birthday, darling, you can cum as many times as you want,” Mihawk purrs, expert fingers flying feather-light over your stiff clit.
You whimper, one arm tossed over your face as your entire body quakes, shockwaves of electric heat pulsing through your pussy, an intense wave of pressure hitting a breaking point within you. Shanks’ fist thrusts into you one final time and you go blind, a pleasant blanket of pleasure shrouding over you, tension snapped. A sharp cry leaves your throat, your body convulsing as you gush slick, your orgasm ripped harshly from you, soaking Shanks’ arm and the sheets below.
“Gorgeous,” Mihawk breathes, soothing his hands over your flushed pink face.
“Fucking perfect,” Shanks praises, gently removing his hand from your gaping hole with a lewd wet noise, making you squeak with another jolt of ecstasy as his large hand leaves you.
Shanks crawls onto the bed next to you and Mihawk, propping himself up on some pillows, “C’mere, princess, I’m not quite done with you yet.”
Your body shudders, aftershocks of euphoria showering through your system, dancing in your blood. With as much energy as you could muster you crawl ontop of Shanks, naked form pressed to his bare chest, face nuzzled against his pulse point. He runs his hand up and down your spine, making you shiver, goosebumps erupting along your sensitive flesh.
“You can’t be done just yet, you haven’t cum on my cock,” the red-head captain smirks deviously before claiming your mouth in a bruising kiss, his hips rolling up into you. The front of his straining pants press firm to your clit, dampening the fabric.
Frantically you reach down to his waistband, undoing the laces of his pants as quickly as you could, shoving down the the pesky fabric to free his thick cock. He hums in appreciation, reaching down with his one free hand to glide the tip of his dick through your puffy stretched out lips, still gaping from his fist. Without hesitation he easily slides in, bottoming out with one thrust, hips flush with your own. You bite back a moan, the sound muffled by Shanks' shoulder as you press your heated face to his tan skin.
You hadn’t noticed Mihawk shift behind you until you felt his fingertips running down the base of your spine, causing your back to arch at the tingling sensation.
“My my, that went in easy,” he says condescendingly, his fingertips trailing further down your ass, before brushing over the tight entrance of your asshole, “but it looks like there’s room for much more. So tell me, birthday girl, where do you want me?”
Mihawk swipes over your asshole again, “Here?” He toys with it for a moment, spitting on the puckered flesh before easing in a fingertip, “…or here?” Two fingers glide down the little bit of skin between your openings, and slot themselves inside of your pussy, next to Shanks’ dick.
“There!” You mewl, little whimpers muffled into the side of Shanks’ neck, your hips buck sharply giving the captain a drag of euphoric friction.
“Mmm, yeah, right there,” Shanks groans, breathless as Mihawk slides a third finger inside of you, shallowingly thrusting while also rubbing against the underside of Shanks’ buried cock, “Let’s fuck her together.”
Mihawk wastes no time in removing his fingers and placing himself in between Shanks’ legs, lining himself up at your thoroughly fucked out hole, still dripping wet, filled up with one thick cock but room to spare. He hisses lightly as he rubs the sensitive head of his cock against the outer edge of your cunt, before slowly stuffing himself in along side the captain’s own member.
You thought you had known bliss before this moment, but the burn of the stretch, and the shape of them both, and the feeling of them completely owning your heart, mind, soul and body; was an ecstasy you weren’t sure could exist.
“Sir! Daddy!” You cry out as you surrender completely to them, letting them push and pull into you, both moving in and out at opposite paces, not sure whose lips, fingers, teeth, or cock was servicing you at any given moment. You became a lump of flesh, a toy, a pleasure doll. You gave into it, settled there, your body relaxing into the hot stretch of two men fucking your pussy at once.
You couldn’t tell if it felt so good because of the drug they had slipped you, or the pure exhilaration of how they were able to tame you so fully into submission, guiding you into the dreamy edge of subspace or possibly a combination of both. All you did realize is you had lost track of how many times you came on their cocks as they fucked into you together. All you could do was cling to Shanks’ shoulders and take them full force into your willing body.
Shanks is a wreck, head thrown back, eyes shut and mouth open slack, arm circling your waist tightly as his hips wildly thrust up into you. Mihawk’s yellow eyes are blown wide, almost black, teeth sunken into his bottom lip at the sight of the two of you beneath him.
“F-fuck, close…” Shanks rasps through his pleasure, rhythm faltering in his motions as he and Mihawk bottom out over and over again, your pussy-slick dripping down their shafts onto Shanks' balls.
“Please…please, please, please…” you chant, eyes rolled back, blissfully claimed, owned, used, “Please cum inside me…”
Mihawk’s pace starts to falter as well, his countenance wavering, eyelids fluttering, hands bruised into your hips as your pussy contracts and pulses around their thick lengths. The extra stimulation they feel both sliding against one another inside of you causing their orgasms to arrive sooner than normal.
“Fuck! Good! Girl!” Mihawk growls, sharply enunciating each word with a thrust.The motion drawing a moan from the red-haired captain, causing him to tip over the edge and reach his end, hand threaded tight into your hair as he cums inside of you, biting down on your shoulder with a groan.
Mihawk follows closely behind, his hips frantically stuttering as he drapes himself over your back, a satisfied gasp leaving his throat as his orgasm hits, dick pulsing along side Shanks', their cum mixing together inside of you.
The three of you breathe together, coming down from your collective pleasure, bodies still conjoined. You can feel the dull pulse of the drug leaving your system, the need for sleep settling its way into your brain making your eyes heavy. Gently you brush a hand over the scars on Shanks face, in response he dips his head down to capture your lips in a kiss.
“Careful now Hawk-eyes,” Shanks murmurs, shifting his hips to begin withdrawing his cock from you, “Poor thing is going to be tender.”
Mihawk soothes a hand over your back, slowly removing himself as well, a mixture of their cum leaking out of your aching hole, dripping down your thighs. You whimper a sigh of relief as soon as both men retreat from your fucked out pussy, leaving you wet, satisfied and coated in their juices.
Softly Mihawk gathers you into his arms, removing you from Shanks’ chest. He kisses the top of your head before tucking you into bed, in your rightful spot between the two men.
“Did you have a good birthday, love?” Shanks asks, petting the side of your face as you cozy up in the plush covers and pillows, “What I gave you wasn’t too much right? It felt good?”
Sleepily you nod, a small smile gracing your tired face, eyelids becoming increasingly heavy as you happily gaze up at your lovers handsome faces, “Yes Daddy, thank you. I actually loved it, I think it’s the reason you were both able to…fit inside me.”
Mihawk and Shanks grin from ear to ear at that, pleased at the light blush that heats up your cheeks. Both of them proud they were able to open you up and take you in such a way.
“Good, happy birthday baby, try to get some sleep,” Shanks smiles, tucking you further into the covers, both him and Mihawk kissing you sweetly on the mouth.
“And when you wake up, I’ll let you cum on my tongue,” Mihawk smirks with a wink.
“Hmmm, yes please…” you beam sleepily, closing your eyes and giving into the realm of sleep, their deep voices still on the edge of your consciousness.
“We should definitely slip her that powder more often,” you hear Shanks say, pleased with himself.
“Oh most definitely.”
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Thanks for reading, I hope all of you filthy heathens enjoyed 😘
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imasimpforshanks · 7 months
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how they react when you randomly say “im so lucky to have you”
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ft. luffy, law, zoro, sanji, ace, shanks
a/n: idk what this is but I thought of it! And it’s been a while since I’ve written headcanons/imagines like this so this is kinda weird and badly written this time LOL
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with a giant grin plastered across his face, luffy’s response is instant and genuine, “im so lucky to have you too!” he laughs boisterous and bright as he continues, “that’s perfect isn’t it? im lucky to have you and you’re lucky to have me! we sure do make a great team.” you can’t help the way your body shakes with warm laughter at his sincerity.
there’s a moment of silence as law gathers himself. you think he didn’t hear you but then he coughs to break the silence and gain your attention. the tips of his ears are pink and he’s avoiding eye contact with you as he mumble his response, “yeah well, thanks for putting up with me.”
zoro pauses briefly turning to look at you with mild surprise. but before he’s even had time to fully process your remark, he finds his lips quirking into a smirk as you add on “i mean you are a bit of a moron, but you’re MY moron, ya know?” and with that he’s laughing the most he has in a while (but you’ve always had that affect on him, always made him feel things he didn’t think was possible), “you took the words right out of my mouth, dumbass.”
“my love,” sanji exclaims, “it’s me who should be considered the lucky one!” he gently reaches for your hand to bring it to his lips. he places a delicate kiss to each of your knuckles before continuing his sentiment, “i get to see your wonderful face and spend time with you each day. it’s far more than i am worthy of!” but then your eyebrows knit together and your lips are being pulled into a pout and sanji feels his love for you grow tenfold as you object to his statement, “you deserve all my love and affection!” and sanji concedes immediately because your word is law.
wordlessly, ace pulls you into a tight embrace, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “you okay?” you ask, and the concern in your voice is enough to make his heart melt. “yeah, can we just stay like this for a little.” he whispers into your skin. you nod, understanding his need for this reassurance, “i mean it though, i really am lucky to have you.” and as you slowly run your fingers through his hair, ace whispers “i really really love you.”
a cheeky grin sneaks across shanks’ face “you sure are! i am pretty funny, sexy, caring, and intelligent.” you snort at his expected response, “not to mention humble.” he gasps in faux shock, “of course! how could I forget humble?!” as you burst into a fit of laughter so beautifully unrestrained shanks can’t help but think that out of the two of you, he is, most certainly, the lucky one.
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"Oh god." You moaned as his thick cock was in you. And that's what he needs to hear, without a second thought he started bullying his dick in you. Oh, he absolutely loved this. He always lost his mind whenever you begged him to ruin you. He was moving inside of you at an animalistic pace. The only thing in his mind was to reach his climax, and bring you to yours in the process. He himself was an utter mess, morning, whimpering and almost tearing up from the overstimulation. But he didn't want to stop. He never wanted to stop. If he could he would be inside you all the fucking time, but he had business to take care of. So whenever he was blessed to be inside you, he savoured every damn moment.
Your rolled eyes behind and your toes curled. That's it you were there once again thanks to this crazy bastard, who was obsessed with your pussy. You could feel him twitching in you. He was there so were you. His pace increased. He was too lost in the feeling of your slopping warmth around his cock. His moans and loud grunts outmatched your screams and the sound of your skin against each other. "Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck daddy. Too much I can't." " A little more darling, a bit…" And, as your inner walls clamp down onto him, your tears falling on your face as a strained moan leave your lips. Oh, how divine it feels when you finally cum together, after all those rough strokes, stimulating you so perfectly in ways that you could never imagine, building up to that perfect moment again and again, both of you moaning like a mess as he fills you up as if you were his personal flesh light.
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Shanks, Benn Beckman, Trafalgar Law, Eustass Kidd, Roronoa Zoro, Dracule Mihawk, Kakashi Hatake, Madara Uchiha, Sosuke Aizen, Kisuke Urahara, Shunsui Kyoraku, Toji Fushijuro, Nanami Kento, & your favourites ♡
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sordidmusings · 7 months
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Cuddling Headcanons - Straw Hats and the Three Unwise Men
A/N: Just mulling over something sweet and something to reference back to for my own use in future writings. I just wanna give all of them some love tbh I am a slut for affection
Includes! Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Luffy, Usopp, Mihawk, Buggy, and Shanks
Warnings: gn!reader, all fluff, opla leaning for the most part but I think it can fit both pretty well, an innuendo or two
Part 2 (drabbles for each character) here!
Enjoy some guided daydreams!
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Zoro
Partial touches during naps were how he started interacting with your personal space but your lap no longer belongs to you it is now his pillow 
Honestly, basically any of you is a pillow whenever he decides - I don't care if you are significantly shorter than him he will find a way to fall asleep on your shoulder 
For more contact, you need to be the one to cling to him but he does absolutely need to be touching you at least a bit 
Once he gets used to it he’ll give you a look any time you’re depriving him of his daily intake of physical affection (the sass king will always get his tribute)
He absolutely melts like a cat in the sun if you massage at any of his muscles, could be anything as much as an evening dedicated to working out every knot he has or as simple as putting intentional pressure behind your thumb as it circles and drags along his skin
He can get nervous about kissing you when it’s not on the lips - something about it feels more vulnerable to him somehow - so if he does venture to kiss your cheek or head or shoulder or hand please reassure him with a smile or your own kisses or a firm squeeze
He gets better about being seen hugging/holding you eventually, but will never get comfortable with giving more than pecks on the cheek or forehead around the others. Maaaaaaybe the corner of your lips if he’s feeling ~spicy~
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Sanji
Back hugs, back hugs, back hugs-
He’s always making sure that the two of you brush hands or arms when near each other, even after you two establish a relationship it will always give him tingles 
Likes to be very intertwined when you cuddle - if he can somehow wrap around you more then he absolutely will
He is The Best at tracing shapes gently on your skin, just like with brushing hands he never tires of it because, wow, he gets to touch you! He still can’t believe it sometimes
Very good at making you feel cherished when he holds you because of the way he always seems to take his time and ease into it and constantly caress you not to say that there’s never a time he’s hurried and ravenous 
It also helps that he’s always whispering sweet nothings to you about how wonderful you are, how beautiful and precious and lovely and kind and capable and special
When he wants to trap you while cuddling, he wraps his legs around you and uses their absurd strength for evil
He will melt if you ever do the same to him and he will happily be at your whims to cuddle until you've decided it's enough, all of you could be under attack but he is staying right where you want until you decide that he needs to move
Loooooves showering you with sweet little kisses anytime you're cuddling
He can sometimes get carried away with pda because he forgets that there’s anyone else around whoops
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Nami
She has her legs on your lap always - sometimes while she's laying/leaning back, sometimes with one leg hooked over one of yours, sometimes basically sitting on your lap
She likes to be the one that is held and feels most comfortable with her face snuggled into something (please nurture her and that scared, lonely inner child)
Enjoys brushing the tip of her nose across you, especially across your cheek or neck or the tip of your own nose
She likes to hook your arms together whether you’re standing next to each other during a convo or you’re walking or she’s sitting next to you, she just loves the casual contact and how she can use it to be playful and pull you around or use it to stay close and let others know that both of you are taken do not even think about it keep moving along dude
She’s very weak to hugs where you pick her up a few inches off the ground for a second, they send her heart racing (bonus points if you’re noticeably taller or shorter than her and do this)
She’s also weak for words of affirmation, especially when you speak them to her while you hold each other in the quiet hours of night 
For some reason literally being on your lap around others is fine but if you give her a kiss to the temple while that's happening? Suddenly it's Too Much, both in how sweet it is and also because she’s being perceived while it's happening
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Luffy
Any/all contact is being had whenever he’s with you
If he’s on the floor next to you then your calf is now his teddy bear, if you’re on the floor near him he’ll snatched your torso with his legs, if you’re sat near him he’s wrapping both arms around one of yours to snuggle it
One of his favorites is leaning your backs against each other, he feels really supported and the way you occasionally lean and twist your head back to nuzzle his or give him a quick kiss makes him smile with the utmost joy
He will carry and move you around in the strangest ways - fireman carry, one arm around your waist while you’re upside down, your knees hooked over his shoulders while the rest of you hangs down, you trying to koala to his side, one time you were curled completely around his waist like a pool floaty - no one understands why you two can’t be normal
Likes to be the one to hold you so he can fidget when he needs without feeling like he has to unlatch you first, this is especially when you two are laid down and/or going to be cuddling together for awhile
PDA doesn’t bother him at all, he doesn’t give a fuck if anyone sees you snuggled up together, doesn’t even occur to him that he should care 
His playfulness will come out often with dramatic “mwah!” kisses, nipping at you, blowing raspberries on your skin, and the occasional tickling
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Usopp
It’s necessary for him to have his arms wrapped around you some way 
Likes to be the big spoon to feel like he’s acting as armor and protecting you, it just hits the right place in his brain that has him feeling Big and Strong in the best way
He loves when you plant a kiss on his chest, especially if you aim one directly over his heart (that is totally at a normal rate plz don’t check)
He likes to play with your hair and/or massage your neck and scalp
Big into making sure wherever the two of you are cuddling is comfy, has many extra blankets and a selection of pillows by size and firmness
Always down to cuddle but feels more comfortable if you initiate first, especially when it’s a new thing between the two of you 
He simultaneously loves pda and is nervous about pda but that nervousness is absolutely gone when he’s drunk or even pretty buzzed
Good at incorporating his head into hugs - hooking his jaw on your shoulder or on top of your head, leaning his temple gently into the side of your head, bumping you softly with his forehead 
Need background noise while you go to sleep? He’s more than happy to hold you and turn on storyteller mode. Honestly, it’s one of his favorite things to do and he cherishes that time together
When it’s bedtime stories he’s telling, his voice is so low and soothing
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Mihawk
This man needs to have his hands holding something on you (your hand, your shoulder, your waist, your thigh, your back, your ass lol), 
He likes to feel wrapped around you like hes hoarding you to himself, this leads to him enjoying you laying on his chest, having all of your weight on him has him feel like he’s fully possessing you
Will definitely kiss the top of your head/your temple/your forehead/basically whatever his lips are near, not a consistent bout of them, more one deliberate peck when the need strikes him (it’s also his customary goodnight to you)
Like the other swordsman, he will give you a look if you miss a habitual touch (especially if it’s the way you usually ran a hand through his hair with a kiss to the forehead before you left the castle, that was non-negotiable it had to happen), his stare however is more the 1000 yard variety and those bright yellow eyes will bore a hole through you until you understand what you did wrong
Something about this man makes me feel his temp runs hot but not in a way that bothers him, like he doesn’t feel hot or overheated but when you touch him the difference between you two is noticeable
It’s a damn good thing that he reciprocates your physical affection, even if 70% it’s just an arm coming around you, because his stony expression makes it easy to assume that your touches are unwanted 
This type of limited response is mostly for more casual cuddling like hugs or sitting next to each other because when you’re laying together his face is always soft and he’s much greedier to be pressing into you
Okay with some pda like quick and passing touches including kisses, but not a fan of anything more intimate when others can see
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Buggy
The Chairrrrrr, as you’ve told him it’s circUS so both of you need to be on the throne (If he’s wanting to look extra powerful or intimidating you have no problem sitting at his feet and holding him like a heroine on a 70s fantasy novel)
He’s a big fan of any possessive gestures - arm around shoulders, back hugs, pulling you to wrap your arms around him, having you sit in his lap
He’s a cuddle switch for sure because sometimes he needs to hold you to remind himself that you’re his and sometimes he needs to feel held
Very fragile for gentle affection - please draw shapes on this man’s back, play with his hair and massage his scalp, give him head kisses, hand kisses, wrist kisses 
Feels like his heart will explode if you nuzzle your face into him whether its into his chest or the side of his head or good lord his pALM (He may have literally fallen apart the first time you did that and if you’re ever in the mood for some Entertainment bring it up) 
He is actually made for cuddling because if his arm is uncomfortable to lay on or starting to fall asleep? He can detach it and now it’s your stuffed animal. This can extend to literally any part of him that either of you feels is getting in the way of the perfect cuddle 
Need to feel needed? The way he’ll pull you into him and hold you like you’re going to disappear will let you know he needs you
Absolutely LIVES for pda, he gets to show you off to everyone and have your gorgeous self make him shine brighter in the spotlight? Nothing could be better
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Shanks
Sharing his space often means one of you sitting between the others legs, whether one is on the floor in front of the other’s seat or y’all are laying down together with one settled further down the bed, this often leads to you laying your head on the hip or stomach or upper thigh of the other 
He mostly likes to be on his back or stomach and pretty splayed out, so you’ve adjusted yourself to gripping to him after he’s taken over the bed
It always makes him soft to think about you always choosing to cling to him without him having to hold you there, it really drives home that he’s something you actively want
Will grope you, sometimes sexually, but he also just likes the feeling of grabbing you, it’s somewhat of a manifestation of cute aggression 
He’s a sucker for getting his neck/shoulders/upper back rubbed while cuddling (which is a pain if he’s decided to be on his back) and he is not above bargaining for it or prodding you like an indignant pet each time you stop (very good puppy eyes), this is one of his favorite perks of having you in his lap
He’s another one to not care about being seen by others but not because it hasn’t occurred to him (like Luffy) but because anyone judging him is WAY less important than getting more affection from you 
His heart gets really tender when you lay with him and massage the stump of his arm and the shoulder above it because it helps with the phantom pains when he has them, it also help with the tension from using the muscles on that side to compensate, and it reminds him how the only thing about his arm that bothers you is that it hurts him
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ONE PIECE LIVE ACTION MEN + DICK HEADCANONS & SIZES
a/n. i wrote this last night at 5am while sleep deprived so the further it gets the more wack it gets LOL
cw/tw. f!reader, rough sex, blowjobs, dirty talk, slight exhibitionism, body hair, skinny penis, unprotected sex, for 18+ readers
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MONKEY D. LUFFY
— 6.5” but thinks he’s average, so he doesn’t stretch it out with his abilities. not too girthy, but he makes up for it with his unrelenting stamina. it curves up against his stomach and leans left slightly. a little bit messy because he tried to shave it once and nicked himself, so he just settled with the hair. honey-toned towards the base and a deep red at the tip, especially when he’s raring to go.
— he wants to do it in every position, on every surface. he has you bent over the dinner table, one leg up and slamming into you mercilessly. he has you spread eagle in the bathtub, legs locked behind his back as he stuffs you full. it’s almost as if his dick is made for you, the curve perfectly abuses your g-spot as every orgasm overwhelms you, and you’re left a sobbing, babbling mess. he wants to know if he’s doing well, and he gets his answer when you chant “s— so, ah! good, fuck, d— don’t stop!” like a prayer.
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RORONOA ZORO
— long, fat and heavy. he’s blessed with a stunning 7.3” length, though if anyone asks, he rounds down to make them feel more at ease. veiny. the mushroom tip is flushed purple, and it’s rests nicely on your tongue!! probably messy down there, he doesn’t see the point in shaving or trimming, but if you ask nicely, he’ll grunt, roll his eyes, and do it for you.
— you insisted that you didn’t need any prep, but as you straddled him, lining up your cunt with his cock, you soon realised your mistake. you have to spread yourself open, face scrunching up, and slowly sink down. he loves the feeling of your pussy walls fluttering as you start riding him. when your eyes flutter shut and your hips stutter, he takes control—holding you tight by the waist and fucking into you until you’re screaming.
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SANJI VINSMOKE
— 6.4” and so so pretty. slender, with a pale shaft that leads into a rosy pink at the tip. it curves up and to the right. the carpet matches the drapes. he keeps it neat, though he probably doesn’t grow much hair anyway. he trims it once every few days, but he’ll never admit to it. smells the best AKA smells really clean, like soap.
— he goes crazy when you maintain eye contact and drop to your knees. you take his cock in hand, lifting it to run your tongue on the underside, tracing a prominent vein. you swirl your tongue around his sensitive head and his whole body is shaking, knees buckling as he chases that familiar high.
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USUPP
— coming in at 5.8”, he makes up for it in his thick girth. when he jerks himself off, he can barely wrap his hand around it. he’s soooo sensitive that the wind can blow and he’s be hard. fat fat fat mushroom head that’s olive, golden-hued, and always oozing precum. heavy heavy balls. he might be clumsy and inexperienced, but his size alone is enough to make you drool. trims sometimes but only when he thinks he might get lucky.
— his hand grips your hair as you worship his cock, working magic with your mouth. as you jerk him off, you give small kitten licks to his leaking tip, tasting his salty precum. you whisper, “i want you” and before you know it, he has you pinned under him, rutting his thick cock into you desperately. his eyes are fixated on the way your cunt swallows him, and only strangled groans escape his lips.
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BUGGY
— sorry buggy simps but he’s definitely a shower not a grower, though he still does comes in at a nice 6”! also, it’s ya boy, skinny penis. built like a tree branch but at least it’s really veiny, AND he knows how to talk you through it. so really, it might not be the most impressive but with his confidence when he’s fucking you? he’ll fuck you out and make you believe he’s 8” and 5”.
— he loves admiring your sopping cunt as it swallow him whole, your princess parts stretching to to accommodate his cock. he likes to fucks you. he presses you up against a window and fucks you from the back, choking you with his forearm and practically purrs, “taking me so well, ya dirty slut, fuckin’ cunt was made for my cock.”
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SHANKS
— he doesn’t act like it buuuuuuut monster cock. it’s 7.8”, thick, and curved so much it slaps against his happy trail. let me tell you that when he sun tans, he does it naked. he lathers that horse cock up with sunblock and spreads eagle on the sand, hands behind his head, so he’s bronzed and beautiful. trims when he feels like it or if you ask, he doesn’t really think much about it.
— he doesn’t look like he’s putting in much effort when he fucks, barely breaking a sweat, but he has you writhing, hands gripping the sheets, eyes hazy and choking on your own spit. he knows what he’s doing to you. his thumb finds your clit, rubbing in delicate circles making you cum over and over again until you’re absolutely wrecked. when he’s close, he picks up the pace, grunting heavily, hips stuttering as he spills his seed inside of you. when he pulls out, he takes the time to finger fuck his cum back into you, your body shaking as you work through the aftershock.
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