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moongothic · 5 months

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Lotta people wondering if there is correlation between "Haki can reverse DF status effects" and "Croc never used Haki" (-> "he can't use Haki lest it detranses him"), and while plausible

I do want to ask, do y'all think Haki could reverse what Shinobu did to Momonosuke? No, this is related I swear

Like my logic is that there's generally speaking two types of Devil Fruit abilities

there's ones that create "temporary status effects" onto others, either wearing off with time or if the user passes out/dies/undoes the ability (Foxy, Sugar, Bonney etc)

ones that change you permanently and won't become undone even if the user died (though some may still be reversible by the original user) (Hancock, Shinobu etc)

And as we know, Haki can reverse those temporary status effects, as we see Law do with the Sickness Doc Q inflicted on him and his crew, right

So the question is, while Haki can reverse the temporary changes, can it also break through those (mostly) irreversible changes? Do you think Momonosuke could reverse Shinobu's Ripening ability and deage himself if he mastered his Haki?

Because I feel like, if not, Crocodile could totally use Haki (if he can in the first place) without it undoing Iva-chan's HRT, because Iva-chan's HRT is supposed to be permanent, it doesn't wear off, the only way to reverse it is supposed to be by Iva-chan's own hands

But if Momonosuke could deage himself again by mastering his Haki, then I feel like Crocodile could indeed be in trouble

#Moon posting #OP Spoilers #OP Meta #Sir Crocodile #I do feel like Doc Q's ''Turning Into A Woman'' Disease is like. Setup for fucking something #That shit was *way too fucking specific* for it to be just a throw-away gag for funsies #Who knows maybe Blackbeard and Cross Guild end up clashing and Doc Q does his thing #And ends up doing -100000 Dysphoria Damage to Crocodile's psyche or something #(But if Croc can't use Haki that could lead to a badass fucking way for him to awaken his Haki or something)#Or maybe Doc Q could abuse the sickness to his advantage if BB crew go up against the Strawhats #Because. As we all know. Sanji can't kick a lady. And Doc Q could make himself untouchable by our idiot cook. Or summin'#IDK #I think my deal is just that I don't want to see Crocodile get permanently detrans'd because god fucking knows #If he wanted to get the T again Ivankov would absolutely humiliate him to hell and back and I don't want to watch that #Esp since the two are on bad terms. Ivankov does not have to fulfill Crocodile's wishes at all.#It'd just be too painful man I just would not want to sit through that shit #Let my man enjoy his gender euphoria in peace he's too old he shouldn't have to deal with humiliation and dysphoria anymore

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alexoreality · 2 years

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SPOIIILLLLERRRSSS SPOILERS SPOILLLERRSSSSS for Film Red

I know I'm going to be made fun of but I'm a genuine Uta x Luffy shipper as well-

cuz look-

*spoilers SPOILERS SPOILERS*

Uta: *about to start singing Tot Musica to summon the demon with the same name*

Luffy: Well folks, I enjoyed my vacation but my wife is going mad out of loneliness out there.

The Straw Hats: W-wife??

Shanks, who literally explained to Luffy that it was a term to call special woman nakama but didn't think he'd call his daughter that: Wife?? Husband?? Well Ig Anchor IS my son now-

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outcast-thingz · 6 months

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Tik tok.. please stop giving me ads of the blonde, crimson-eyed lady in the black and red suit from Reverse1999 ...I'm losing my mind over a fictional woman help.

#she's so pretty #and she keeps saying 'my lady' in such a sweet tone #i want wear her hat but like in that when Luffy puts his hat on one of the other strawhats kinda way #sweet endearing and a silent way of trying to make you feel better

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iluvzaddies · 8 months

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˚ෆ₊ sanji being in love with you ₊˚ෆ

— sanji, the cook of the strawhat pirates, is a very flirtatious guy.

— when he meets you, he becomes fixated on you.

— you are special to him, which is why he refuses to look at any other woman besides you.

— of course, since he is a ladies’ man or was a ladies’ man, he knows his way around women. he knows what a woman wants and what they like in a man. he knows how to impress women as much as he knows how to cook and kick shit. it is like his profession.

— he is affectionate and romantic and isn’t afraid to show you or the whole damn world how he feels.

— he cooks the most amazing meals for you. his love language is food and apart from that, gift giving and physical affection 24/7.

— he will not allow you to get hurt in any way. mentally, emotionally or physically. if you ever get hurt, he will snap. whoever brings harm upon you will be dead by the end of the day. that’s for sure.

— when he said he refuses to look at any other woman, he really means it.

— he wants you and only you.

— the all blue is his dream, but you are his main dream. he wants to pursue you so badly, it hurts.

— in his imagination, after he is done with piracy, he opens up a successful restaurant just like zeff’s and he sees you in the picture alongside him.

— he can’t wait.

— but first, he must successfully court you.

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kozukihiyori · 3 months

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Strawhats ladies + swords ⚔️

#one piece #opgraphics #onepiecesource #opedit #usersenka #nami #nico robin #nefertari vivi #*mine: edits

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aikatoru · 4 months

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A Pirate’s Love For Me

Zoro x AFAB reader

Warnings: flirting, mutual pining, teasing, kissing, smut, just the tip, vaginal penetration, body worshipping, multiple rounds.

Word Count: 2999 words

Summary:

He was a pirate, you were a princess. It could never be.

(this is a repost from my old blog @/fuyuaika)

Dividers by @/saradika

Tagging my fellow Zoro lovers: @tetzoro @zorosprincess

You had been intrigued by the visitors who arrived on your shore the day before, they call themselves pirates but contrary to the name they said they came in peace and were against hurting the innocent so your father, the King had allowed them to stay on your island to rest and collect supplies just so that they can get going on their journey as soon as possible.

Your father had warned you to stay away from them, no matter how harmless they claim to be, he would never trust them with you, his precious daughter. So you had been confined to the palace for the next couple of days, guards following you 24/7, treated like a prisoner in your own home.

You sighed as you slipped into the warm water, enjoying the outdoor hot springs that was located just outside your room, overlooking the wide gardens and the sky above. This was the only time when you get to be alone, lest your virginity be questioned and you were gonna make use of every second.

“Man, how’d I end up here?!” You heard a man’s voice say not too far away and you perked up, seeing a man with green hair and tan skin in the gardens just a few feet from where you were soaking in the hot springs.

He looked around and sure enough spotted you, “Hey lady, do you know where we are?” He asked taking steps to get closer.

“D-don’t take another step!” You stuttered hands crossing around your chest to try to hide your breasts.

And as if it didn’t register in his head before, he realized that you were naked and his face flushed a deep red, he turned around to give you some privacy, “Why’d you bathe naked in the outdoors?” He grumbled.

“Just in case you didn’t noticed, this is palace grounds and this is my private outdoor hot springs, and you’re trespassing stranger,” you huffed getting out of the hot springs and going to fetch your towel to wrap it around yourself.

“My bad, I thought I was headed back to my hotel, but I somehow ended up here,” he says scratching the back of his head.

“How could anyone be that dumb?” You muttered under your breath, “Hey! I’m not dumb!” He countered, you were surprised he could hear that.

“So I guess that makes you the princess huh?” He asked and you hummed in response.

“Climb back up the fence, go down the street and turn left, that’s where all the hotels are,” you spoke before closing the door behind you.

“Hey thanks…” he says turning around only to find you gone.

That was your first encounter with the Pirate Swordsman, Roronoa Zoro.

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The next time you meet him, you were in the market place, it had been a couple of days and you had managed to convince your father to let you out of the house, Luffy and the Strawhat pirates proved to be a harmless bunch and helped the villagers quite a bit during their stay which caused many to grow fond of them.

“My these are all very pretty ribbons, don’t you think so Emma?” You smiled up at your maid, she nodded, “Yes, your highness.”

You pick one and hold it up, “What do you think Emma? This one?”

“I don’t think pink suits you very well,” you heard a familiar gruff voice say.

You turned around only to meet the eyes of the very same man who had wandered into your gardens a couple days ago.

You smiled, “Oh really? I happened to love pink.”

He walked over to the display and pick out a ribbon holding it out to you, “White definitely suits you better.”

You looked up at him and then at the ribbon before taking the ribbon from his hand and using it to tie your hair in front of the mirror. And damn it, he was right, it was a great contrast to your dark hair.

“Fine, you’re right, I’ll take it.” And you paid the shop keeper.

“Excellent choice madam, and might I say your husband has impeccable taste,” the old shop keeper said smiling at you both.

“Oh wait, I’m not-he’s not-“ you stuttered, “Thank you granny, my wife and I are very happy with the purchase,” Zoro answered for you both, and you gasped when he puts a strong arm around your shoulders to bring you up close to his firm, strong chest.

“Come now darling, we have other places to go,” he says bringing you along with him, as soon as you were out of the shop, he lets you go and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in.

“That’s hardly any way to treat a princess,” Emma scolded the man and proceeded to fussed over you.

“I’m fine, Emma…let’s just keep going…it’s good to see that you are well sir.”

“My name’s Roronoa Zoro.”

That made you stopped in your tracks and turned to look at him, “The pirate hunter?”

He smiled sheepishly, “Well…not exactly…it’s complicated.”

“Have you come to hunt down Luffy and the Strawhats?” You asked curiously causing his eyes to widened, “What? No!”

“My lady, we really must get going now,” Emma spoke and you nodded.

“It’s nice to meet you Roronoa Zoro,” you spoke.

“Please just Zoro,” he says.

You looked up, meeting his eyes with your own before saying his name, “Zoro.”

He felt his breath hitched, he didn’t know it was possible, and before this he’d laughed at the idea of falling in love but damn it, he was down bad for you.

He stood there for the longest time not moving, just watching your retreating back.

“Oi Zoro! There you are! You big oaf!” An angry Nami called out, walking over to him only to find him staring down the empty streets.

“What are you looking at?” She asked.

And as if in a trance, he answered, “An angel.”

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“Well, well…what do we have here? A couple of pretty, young ladies.” The leader of the group of thugs spoke with a smile that gave you the creeps.

“I’m warning you, don’t take another step towards the Princess!” Emma shouted standing in front of you acting as a shield.

The leader whistles, “Hear that lads, we got royalty in our midst, best put on our best behavior now!”

The men guffawed unceremoniously and it sent chills down your back.

“She’d fetch a fair ransom she would boss!” One of the men spoke.

The leader taps his finger on his chin, looking at you intently, “Yes…but she’s far too good a catch to just let go…I say let’s have some fun boys…after all…I’ve never had princess pussy before.”

You whimpered at that, heart pounding in your chest, palms sweaty.

But just as the one of the men starts to reach out to you, you watched as his hand gets cut off right in front of you and sends the man screaming.

“The lady says not to take another step towards the Princess!” Zoro spoke seemingly appearing out of nowhere and now stands like a guard in front of you both.

“How dare you interfere boy?!” The leader raises his voice but was interrupted by one of his underlings frantically telling him that the man in front of them was in fact, the infamous swordsman Roronoa Zoro and just like that all traces of intimidation left the leaders face as it turned pale in fear.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know who you were! Please spare us!” The leader cries out, Zoro glares at him coldly and tells them to leave and never show their faces ever again.

As soon as the thugs were out of sight, he sheathed his swords and immediately turns to cup your face, thumb brushing against your cheek so tenderly, “Are you alright?” He asked and you nodded.

He continued looking you over making sure you’re alright.

“My lady, we really ought to be getting back,” Emma spoke and you froze thinking about what if those thugs came back without him there to protect you.

“Let me escort you both,” Zoro offered and relief washed over you, grateful for his presence.

The whole way Zoro followed close behind you making sure you were safe, when you reached the castle gates, you turned to him and thanked him again about to say your farewells when you were interrupted by your father’s loud voice calling your name.

“Y/N, there you are, it’s past sundown! Don’t you know it’s dangerous for a young lady such as yourself to be walking around this late!” He fussed.

You rolled your eyes, “Dad I’m fine, Zoro was there to protect Emma and I.”

He looks over at the green haired lad and then at you, “Protect you? From what?”

“Your majesty, we were attacked by a group of thugs,” Emma spoke up doing a curtsy.

Your father’s eyes widened, “Thugs?! What are you hurt?!” And he proceeds to turn you around to look you over.

“Dad I said I’m fine, Zoro stopped them before they could do any harm,” you mused turning to look at your savior.

Your dad now looks at him in a different light, one with admiration and gratitude, “My, young man you saved my daughter! You are a hero!”

Zoro rubs the back of his neck bashfully, “Well, I wouldn’t call myself that…”

“Pray tell, is there anything I can do to repay you?” Your father asked.

“Well, my crew and I would love to stay for dinner, if that’s not too much to ask,” Zoro requested.

“Oh! Yes bring them along! Any friend of yours is a friend of the kingdom, tonight we shall have a feast!” Your father announces.

True to his word, that night your father threw a feast for none other than Luffy and the Straw Hat crew. It came as surprise to you, to learn that Zoro was a part of the pirate crew considering his history but you weren’t going to question it, it wasn’t your place.

All night, people kept talking to you, Nami wanted to know just how much gold was stored in the palace’s vault which raised a few eyebrows but everyone eventually laughed it off and Sanji flirted with you, telling you how he’s never seen a more beautiful woman. You laughed heartily, saved to say the Straw Hats were a lively bunch.

When everyone had their fill, it was beyond late and your father generously allowed them to stay in the palace for the night, granting each of them their own rooms.

You retreated back to your own room and started getting ready for the night, taking your jewelry off, untying your hair and slowly taking your dress off, you’d usually have maids to help you with these things but with the amount of cleaning that’s required in the kitchen and the dining hall you didn’t want to trouble them anymore.

Just then, there was a knock at your door and you told them to come in, thinking nothing of it, expecting to see Emma your handmaiden but to your surprise in walks Zoro causing you to gasped and cover yourself up with your hands.

His face flushed realizing you were naked and turned away, “I’m so sorry I should have announced myself.”

You smiled and giggled at the irony of the situation, it was just like the first time you met, “Why’d you come here Zoro?”

He shook his head, “I just wanted to check up on you. Make sure you’re okay.”

“Well, I’m more than okay…” you whispered playfully in his ear from behind, pressing your breasts up onto his clothed back.

His breathed hitched feeling the softness of your plush breasts, “Princess, I don’t think that we should be doing this…”

You hummed before kissing his neck causing him to moaned, fuck he was so touch starved, “Mmmhmm…” kiss “…you’re right we shouldn’t…” kiss “…sleeping with a pirate…” kiss “…what an unseemly thing to do…” kiss “…it’s forbidden…” kiss “…how about just the tip?”

Just then he growls and turns around picking you up without hassle and kisses you deep. You wrapped your arms and legs around him kissing him just as hard, showing him that you wanted him just as bad.

He carried you effortlessly over to your bed, laying you down gently while you ripped his shirt off, exposing his tan chest, you broke away from the kiss to admire his skin, the contours of his muscles, the dips and curves of his abs and his many, many scars while he simply looks at you studying him, “…this is a body of a pirate.” He whispers.

You lifted your hand to trace the scars on his chest and you felt him shiver at your touch, you quickly retracted your hand only for him to put it back on his chest, your eyes flickered up to meet his, you can see he was challenging you, waiting to see what you would do next.

“You’re beautiful Zoro…” you breathed out.

“Fuck!” He cursed before leaning back in for a kiss, “You don’t…fucking know…what you…do to me…” he says in between kisses, trailing them down your neck, “…ever since that first time…don’t know…how many times…I’ve dreamed about…doing this…”

You mewled as he catches on one breast and suckles on it in his mouth, his tongue working expertly on your nipple before letting go and working on your other breast.

“…don’t fucking know…how fucking sexy you are…probably flaunting this flawless body to every man who passes by don’t you…”

“No-“ he interrupts your protests with a bite to your nipple.

“…don’t fucking know…how many times I’ve wanted to take you for myself…” he admits and you cupped his handsome face in your hands, “so take me then…I’m yours.”

And you didn’t know that by saying those words, you’ve unleashed the beast within, for the next thing you knew you were on your hands and knees getting fucked from behind, zoro keeping a firm grip on your hips to make sure he doesn’t thrust more than just the tip.

Even with just the tip, he was already doing a number on you, your pussy getting soaked beyond belief and dripping onto the bed sheets with every shallow thrust. But it wasn’t enough for your greedy pussy, you wanted all of him.

“Zoro, more!” You cried out,

“You sure Princess?” He asked through gritted teeth.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!” Your mind focused on him and only him.

If you insist, he wasn’t going to argue, God knows he’s dying to thrust deep inside of you which he does so in that second causing you to gasp and quiver.

“Ah! Fuck! So big!” You cried out feeling him deep inside of your virgin walls, he smirks at that and resumes his thrusts causing you to grab ahold of the bedsheets underneath you.

He looks down at where he was entering you and he can’t helped but made a comment about what a good girl you were and how well you were taking him.

It didn’t take long for you to cum. Zoro expertly finding your g-spot, but even after you came he still kept on going, begging you to give him one more and saying that he still hadn’t reach his high yet.

Saved to say you were at it all night, you’ve lost count of how many orgasms you’ve had…Zoro’s sexual appetite was insatiable for you. He couldn’t get enough. Cumming everywhere, on your ass, on your back, on your breasts, on your face, on your pussy, even a couple times inside, “Fuck, told you white was your color.”

“Zoro please!” You cried out as he kept on thrusting into your abused cunt.

“Just one more baby, give me one more,” he says kissing you as you came hard around his cock and he comes not too long after filling your cunt with his seed for the last time as the sunlight peeks through the windows of your room.

Just then there was a knock at your door and you both froze, “My lady it’s me, Emma, are you awake?”

You motioned for Zoro to be quiet and cleared your throat before answering, “Hi Emma, I think I’ll stay in bed for a couple more hours thanks.”

“Yes my lady, I’ll come back later then, shall I alert you if the Straw Hats were to leave?” She asked through the door.

“Yes please Emma,” you managed to answer graciously even in your unceremonious state, Zoro can’t help but plant kisses on your neck, he finds it so sexy how you could still act so proper after all of he’s put your body through.

You pushed his head away, “Uh-uh, that’s enough.”

“Oh come on, just once more,” he begged and you shook your head.

“That’s what you said last time, I got to get some sleep if I want to look presentable later and you need to get out…” you say pushing him off.

He sighs, reluctantly getting up, “Fine…guess I better get some sleep too and I can’t do that with you around…” he chuckles looking at you as you instinctively pulled up the covers to shield your body, “…no use Princess…I’ve seen it all…you’re too much of a temptress.”

Your cheeks turned a bright red, “Don’t make me regret sleeping with you.”

He smirks as he collects his clothes from the floor and starts putting them on, “We both know you’d be coming back for more.”

After getting dressed, he places his hand on your doorknob, “So, when can I see you next?”

You wondered, “How about 5pm during bath time?”

“Sex in the water? I’ll be there,” he says before going out and closing the door behind him.

“That is, if you can find it-“ “I heard that!” He interrupts you through the door and you giggled thinking how the hell did he possibly hear that.

The End.

#aika writes 🤍#aikatoru blog #roronoa zoro #zoro smut #zoro x reader #one piece zoro #zoro x reader smut #one piece smut #one piece x reader #one piece

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sinning-23 · 3 months

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Hello,

How about a LA luffy where he's dating Reader and he keeps talking about her but no one believes him until she comes and rescue them or something I know not much details but please take this to your account English isn't my first language so excuse me

OMG THIS IS PERFECT! Thank you for the request! I apologize for taking so long to write it I've been so busy and full of writers block its insane! I added a little twist with his and made th reader a gunslinger sooo yeah(for the plot) Anywa here we go! Enjoy

Warnings: None

The strawhat crew was becoming increasingly irritated with how much Luffy would speak of this mystery woman who he claimed to be his 'girlfriend'. In all honestly, neither of them thought he had the romantic capacity to even GET a girlfriend to begin with. But the way he spoke of her...it couldn't all be lies could it?

He mentioned how you'd saved him with your remarkable skills as a gunslinger and you were an amazing shot. He gushed about how it took only one bullet to kill three men who had threatened him and when it was all over you 'pepper his face with kisses'. How you were always there to save him more times than not and that you were just absolutely beautiful. The 'prettiest girl' he'd ever seen as he told it.

"If you guys are so in love why didn't she join you on this little pirate adventure." Nami quips, eyes rolling at the most recent story Luffy had explained. He only tilted his head and smiled as if the answer was just so obvious (it wasn't.)

"It wasn't her dream." He smiles, rocking back and for a bit as Zoro finished off his drink before speaking.

"This wasn't exactly our first choice either but here we are." the swordsman smirks, his arms crossed over his chest.

The smirk was soon replaced with irritation when the waiter went to speak.

"That's different. Besides, I'm sure Luffy wouldn't leave a woman like that all on her lonesome. Right?" Sanji questions, more so trying to convince himself Luffy had more sense than that. But the brunette only shakes his head.

"Nope, she said we would cross paths again one day and I let her be. It was a deal! And now I get to wait until one day I see her beautiful face again." And before anyone could protest or pry any further, Luffy stuffed his face with food.

A sigh rang out from Nami as she leaned against the seating of the booth they're in, only to quickly shoot back up with wide eyes. Since Luffy's bounty had got a hell of a whole lot bigger, there was always the occasional run-in with someone who claimed they'd be getting their money sooner rather than later.

On this particular night though, a gang of about 6 or 7 had strutted up to their booth and slammed his bounty on the cracked wood of the table, making it shake. Zoro paused, debating if these idiots were worth the fight and Luffy continued to eat without a care in the world.

"I'm getting that bounty tonight." Then, what they all assumed was the leader spoke, his hand drawing his sword. This could have gotten ugly rather quickly but the fight seemed to be over with the sound of fired shots ringing through the eatery.

It was so quick you'd almost miss it…each shot followed by another, and one by one each of the men dropped like flies, screams and gasps of frightened patrons filling up the space momentarily. From the darkened corner of the bar stood a woman in a rather large coat that almost touched the floor.

The revolver in her hand rattled before she tucked it away into one of the many pockets that adorned her body. She was a decent height, and her hair was pushed out of her face most likely to keep her line of sight from being obscured. Finally, the once look of disgust that was painted over her features was filled with joy as she stepped over the bodies of the men she'd just laid to waste.

"Luffy!" She squeals, practically vibrating as the Stawhat leaped form his seat and embraced the mystery woman.

This wasn't the usual hug though, Luffy had simply lifted the lady and twirled her, his face buried in the crook of her neck and she giggled and tangled her fingers in his hair.

"I'm sorry did we miss something?" Nami quips, looking to the rest of the crew to confirm they were just as lost.

"This is her! Remember the girl I've been talking about!?" He practically shouts, his hand secure at your waist as that iconic smile plays over his lips.

Oh okay it was finally starting to make sense. Two cinimon rolls but one can and will kill you if they so desire...well-

Nami is the first to laugh, disbelief filling her but the closer she looks the more her laughter and smirk dies down. Luffy's hand was firm at your waist, yours on his chest as you flash a content smile.

"Y/n, meet my crew!" Luffy introduces as you jut your hand out happily, meeting that of whom you soon learn is Usopp and Sanji. Nami was next and Zoro simple noddded in your direction.

"You really know how to pick em! Congratulations on this bounty by the way love." You hum, pressing kisses over Luffy's freckled cheeks.

Damn how much love and affection could you give? It was like every two seconds your lips were pressed somewhere against their Captain’s face! And he didn’t seems to mind at all! Well, not that Luffy was bothered by it but still! With one last kiss to your boyfriend’s face, you usher the crew out of the eatery, sliding the bartender some extra berrie to apologize for the ruckus.

The two of you looked so inseparable like that, hands interlinked and swinging back and forth simultaneously.

“You know what this means don’t you. Usopp teases, sticking his hand out awaiting Nami to fulfil her end of the bargain.

She swears in defeat roller her eyes before paying.

Who wouldn’t make a bet on something as outlandish as their captain having a girlfriend!?

#x reader #one piece #reader is black #one piece live action #i don't care he's hot #headcannons #one piece x reader #opla #luffy opla #opla luffy #monkey d. luffy x reader #luffy x reader #opla luffy x reader

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jcosky · 2 years

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ADAMO Che arbusti siano le vite nostre insieme. Nella loro integrità, nella loro caducità. O fronte che ombra generi: non sia questa fonte di tenebra, ma ristoro dal caldo. E camminar così possiamo. Sorella @franciolina #summer #together #analogicphotography #portrait #portraitphotography #hat #strawhat #straw #streetphotography #normandy #summerhat #madeinitaly #lady #hatter #hatmaker (at Honfleur, Normandy, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdfvBCPNMFv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#summer #together #analogicphotography #portrait #portraitphotography #hat #strawhat #straw #streetphotography #normandy #summerhat #madeinitaly #lady #hatter #hatmaker

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comradeghosty · 5 months

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Would My Lady Like to Dance? (NSFW)

NSFW Zoro x reader fic

Summary:

You are on a secret mission with some of the Strawhats to get some important documents. Things go awry and you find yourself hiding with Zoro.

Tags: nsfw, jealous Zoro, PWP, rough sex, light BDSM themes, hair pulling, vaginal sex, oral sex, fingering, dirty talk, praise, possessive behavior, biting, a bit of blood, regency/ballroom attire

!!! 18+ !!!

I also posted it on AO3

The mission was simple enough: infiltrate the ball, find the documents, and get out. For some reason Nami needed these Grandline maps and you were definitely not about to argue with her. The plan was for you to dress up and pretend like you were a guest. Everybody had their own separate role to fill, so you split up into teams to prepare yourselves. Since you were dressing up as a guest, you worked with Nami to get a costume and go over all of the correct proceedings so you wouldn’t stand out. By the time you were done, you were a proper lady. All of you had to arrive separately to not arouse suspicion, so when you got to the ball, you tried to look around inconspicuously to find your crew.

The first person you saw was Robin. She was dressed plainly and playing the violin in the live orchestra. You saw Sanji running food from the kitchen, and Luffy dressed in a little chauffeur outfit taking peoples coats. He just was kind of tossing them into the coat closet in a pile and it made you chuckle. Your eyes scanned the ballroom, taking in all of the people dressed fancily. The last person you were expecting to see was Zoro since everybody else was staying on the ship in case a hasty exit was needed. Nervously, you smoothed your dress. It was light green silk that had a high waist and small bust. The fabric draped loosely down your legs and it bunched in small puffs over your shoulders. Elbow length gloves hid your calloused hands.

You took in your surroundings, people danced with their partners and chatted amongst the edges of the dance floor. The room was large and you noted faces of important people that you might need to talk with during the night, specifically looking and catching the eyes of the host, who began to wander in your direction. With a coy wave of your fan and a bashful look, you began your job for the night.

As you talked with the host, you acted curious about him, in a way that made him feel intelligent and impressive. Men always revealed more when they bragged about themselves. Slowly, you started to catalog more and more information about him, feeling confident that he had the documents you needed stored away somewhere in his estate. You egged him on, about to request a personal tour of the mansion, when you were rudely distracted. If you were not so entranced, you would’ve been pissed at him for distracting you.

Over the host's shoulder, a vision of a certain green haired man appeared. However, it was not the sweaty and crass swordsman you knew. He was a gentleman, draped in this beautiful white fabric with billowing sleeves that hid his muscles. The cravat accentuated the sharpness of his jawline, and his slick backed hair made his gaze more piercing than usual. He wore a pair of pants that hugged his slim waist, two columns of gold buttons fastening them. The metal of the buttons complimented the gold jewelry that hung from his ear. His hands were clad in black leather gloves, which he seemed to be adjusting a bit nervously.

You were snapped from your trance by the host touching your arm, gently but insistent. He asked if you were alright, to which you nodded evenly and excused yourself, promising to find him a bit later.

As you approached the swordsman, a startled look crossed his face for a moment before he corrected his expression. His eye roved down your body, registering your attire. You smiled, touching his arm briefly before curtsying. “Don’t worry, Zoro. We are allowed to interact here,” you reassured him, assuming his expression was anxiety about being recognized.

He bowed deeply, one arm pressed against his torso and the other placed against the small of his back. Before he raised his body, his head peeked up to look at you. “I’m not worried about it, my lady,” he teased. His eye crinkled slightly, a wide smile stretching across his face. You felt yourself blush at his expression, unsure of whether he was making fun of you or was impressed by you. His teeth seemed to shine as he offered you a hand, which you took gracefully. Zoro pressed a gentle kiss to your knuckles, still smiling up at you. “Would my lady like to dance?”

God, what was going on? Of course, you had always noticed that Zoro was handsome. Who wouldn’t? But seeing him like this, all poised and dressed up, made you feel flustered. You could feel the blush on your cheeks as you nodded dumbly at him. If he could have smiled wider, he would have.

In a swift motion, his hand had gripped yours and you felt the other one on your waist. Zoro was suddenly very near, pressing your bodies against each other as he swept you up in a dance that led you to the ballroom floor. His swept back hair revealed the handsome planes of his face. Somehow, his features looked more intense than usual as you stared up at him. His face was twisted in a smirk, as he leaned down to whisper in your ear.

“So the swordsman cleans up nicely, huh?”

Your hand tightened slightly on his shoulder, but you gave him a carefree smile. “Evidently so, you look very handsome tonight,” you praised. The compliment made Zoro quirk an eyebrow, hiding his smile out of your sight. He smelled incredible, which struck you as odd. The usual musky sweat, booze, and steel scent that cloyed to the swordsman was replaced by a leathery, sandalwood, citrusy smell. There were still remnants of booze, which most likely just leaked from Zoro’s pores.

“I didn’t know you could dance, Zoro,” you teased.

The swordsman chuckled, spinning you expertly. Somehow you ended up closer to him, if that was even possible the way he pressed your bodies together. “Robin taught me, and dressed me, and put this perfume stuff on me… I’m guessing she did a good job then?” Zoro’s brow quirked at the inquiry. You nodded your head, blushing and hiding your face against his shoulder.

“Tsk, look at me. It’s not lady-like to hide your face,” he murmured in your ear. When you looked up, his eye gleamed with mischief. “You look lovely tonight as well.”

This time, you couldn’t hide your blush. Butterflies blossomed in your stomach at the compliment, and you were speechless for the first time all night. The music ended, signaling that your dance was over. “Get back to your task. Be safe, please.” Zoro whispered into your hair, and your breath caught in your throat. He pulled away from you, bowing again and kissing your gloved hand, before dismissing himself to roam the ballroom once more.

The crisp night air cooled your skin as you stepped out onto the balcony for some fresh air. In order to find the papers, you had agreed to meet the host in his study. You walked to the railing, crossing your arms and resting against it. Stars sparkled in the sky and the scent of pine was in the air. You thought about what you were going to do when meeting with the host. A few moments seemed to pass before a clearing of a throat made you startle. You quickly looked over and found the green haired swordsman staring at you intensely.

“Oh, Zoro, it's just you,” you breathed. A hand rested on your chest from being startled, and you missed the way Zoro’s eye quickly flitted down to your breast and back up. “I’m glad you’re here. I think I can get the papers soon.”

Zoro’s brow quirked up, his eye studying your face intently. It was clear he was waiting for you to finish explaining. You shuffle a little, a bit awkward but confident in your plan. As if Zoro could sense your nervousness, he looked out at the expanse of forest beyond the estate.

“He’s asked me to meet him in his study,” you stated plainly. Your cheeks burned a bit red at the potential implications of the host’s request.

“Yeah, okay. Just don’t do anything stupid,” he muttered.

Your eyes flitted away from him, face red. A noise resembling a scoff escaped your lips rather clumsily. “Stupid? Please. I am very smart, the sneakiest one in our crew, actually. Thanks for the vote of confidence though,” you said flatly, rolling your eyes at the swordsman.

“I… okay. Whatever,” Zoro dismissed you, slightly turning away from you.

“What?” you demanded him to say what he was going to say.

“Just…” he sighed, “I didn’t mean it like that.”

You breathed out fast, frustrated by his vagueness. One of your hands gripped his firm bicep, prompting him to look at you. “Zoro, then what do you mean? I don't understand.”

The green haired man looked at you, his eye dark and stern. Fierce energy radiated off of him. “God, woman. You’re going to make me say it out loud? I… Just…. Don't do something he forces you to do. Call for me, and I’ll make sure you’re safe,” he grit out. Both of his hands were clenched in fists by his side, silently getting worked up.

“Oh… Oh. Well,” you snorted, a short laugh as you realized what he was so worried about. “Honestly, if it means that we can get the documents and get out of here, I don’t mind doing it. They’re kind of extremely important, y’know?”

You had never seen Zoro move so quickly, turning to face you in a split second. His eye glared at you, wide and intense. You could see the muscles in his jaw work as he ground his teeth together. It was as if his whole body was on high alert, and you blushed at his intensity. His mouth opened for a second, as if he was going to say something, but he closed it, jaw clenching again. You saw Zoro’s shoulders drop, his muscles relaxing slightly. His lip turned out in a small pout.

“Hmph… I… hmph. Just, call me if you feel like you’re in danger, okay?” You watched as he spun around, quickly hurrying away from the balcony. His shoes clacked on the stone and his white shirt flowed in the wind. You felt your stomach flutter watching him leave.

For a moment, you stood silently and stared out at the pine forest. Zoro’s reaction was hard to decipher, as much as you tried to understand it. Briefly, you wondered if he was jealous, but you brushed it aside. No way. As you made your way to the host’s study, nervousness rested heavily in your chest. Wanting to maintain your confident air, you straightened your shoulders and stood tall, steeling yourself for this interaction. You knocked on the study door and entered, unknowing of the swordsman lurking around the corner.

About 30 minutes later, you emerge alone from the room. You habitually straightened your appearance since you were about to join the company again, which was not missed by Zoro who lingered nearby. He waited around the corner, not wanting to be seen accosting you, but knowing you’d run into him on your way back to the ballroom. As you turned the corner, found yourself face to face with the swordsman, jumping a little from the fright.

“Oh! Zoro, you scared me,” you murmured, being startled by him for the second time this night. Zoro’s hand found the small of your back, ushering you in the direction of the crowd.

He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye, his mouth downturned and expression severe. “Come on. Did you get the maps?” Your heels clicked in tandem with his black boots on the floor.

“Yes,” you nodded, eyes straying to look at his expression.

Zoro only hummed to acknowledge you, offering you his arm before entering the dance hall. For a moment, both of you stood there staring at each other. There was an indiscernible expression in Zoro’s eye. You couldn’t tell if he was angry, thinking, planning… he revealed nothing.

You took his arm and followed his lead into the ballroom before parting ways. The intention was to split up and inform the crew about the completion of the mission. Weaving your way through the audience, you made contact with Robin before going to find Luffy. Zoro had made his way to find Sanji in the kitchen before reappearing. You searched around the ballroom for Luffy, unable to see his messy dark hair and bright smile, and worrying your bottom lip between your teeth.

Suddenly, there was a lot of commotion and clatter from the room adjacent to the one you were in. Your body froze, knowing that you were about to have to make a quick getaway, when you heard gunshots echoing through the halls. Just before you were about to make a decision, you made eye contact with Zoro from across the room. It’s as if your body moved on its own, sprinting towards him and grabbing his hand as he dragged you behind him to safety. If it hadn’t been for your panicked brain, you would’ve realized that Zoro was only going to get you guys lost, but you didn’t even consider it. Before long, you realized you didn’t recognize your surroundings anymore. You could still hear fighting, so you decided to duck into the first closet you saw to wait out the clamor. The abrupt stop and yank of Zoro into the closet had him off balance, and you couldn’t stop either of you before landing in a heap on some jackets. He reached behind him and slammed the door, and you winced knowing it would probably alert somebody of your presence in the area. You took stock of your situation, knowing that Luffy probably got you into said situation, and that people were probably scattering. You realized that you probably had to stay in the closet for a little while, with Zoro. Oh god, Zoro who currently had you pinned beneath him.

You looked up, right into a piercingly dark eye that seemed to be taking you apart as you lay under him. Both your breathing and heartbeat increased, and you were suddenly very aware of the proximity to him. His eye roamed down your face, pausing for a second on your lips before traveling further. You felt it rake over your neck, lingering for a second before gazing unashamedly at your breasts. The dress you were wearing could be called revealing, showing lots of cleavage and giving the illusion that they were barely contained. You blushed as you felt him staring.

“Z- Zoro?” You stammered out, “did you hit your head? You seem dazed.”

“No,” he replied. His voice was firm, confident, and it made you shiver. You watched his brows furrow slightly and his jaw clench.

You took a deep breath and tried once more. “Are you okay? Did you hit your head when we fell in here?” As your hand came up to check for any head wounds, it was stopped quickly when a large hand wrapped tightly around your wrist.

“No.” And this time you could tell he’s irritated. You swallowed thickly, nervous and shaking a little. The way he loomed over you made you feel like a prey animal, his demeanor dangerous in the same way he acts when he is facing down an enemy.

“Ah, Zor-”

“Shut. Up. Don’t fucking speak,” he grit out. He kept staring, unblinking, at your chest. You felt yourself start to shake, mind racing through all of the reasons he might be angry with you.

“Does it feel good? Huh?” Zoro snapped at you, his voice quiet and clipped. Your brows furrowed up at him, unsure to speak or be silent. The closet was way too small for the two of you right now, his energy emanating from him like flames. Zoro and you had always gotten along pretty well, often training together and napping together. He never used that tone of voice with you before. “Don’t play dumb with me, woman.”

Zoro trapped you underneath him, his knees pinning the skirt of your dress. “You like playing dress up? Huh? You like when they look?”

“Zoro, I-”

You were cut off again, a gloved hand pressing into your cheeks. “Don’t. Talk,” he enunciated each word with a squeeze of his hand. “I saw you flirting with that man, giving him a show. He was fucking you with his eyes in the middle of that ballroom, and you were encouraging it. You like that? You want him?”

Desperately, you shook your head no. Your eyes were wide, trying to decipher his reaction. There was a certain hesitation in his actions, like he was trying to hold himself back. His shoulders and chest were tense, his jaw clenched and his breathing quick.

For a moment, both of you just stare at each other, unsure what to do next before suddenly your mouths are crashing together. Zoro kissed with a desperation you’ve never felt before, like he’s trying to consume you. Both of your teeth clashed together, his tongue licking into your mouth. At that moment, everything was Zoro. His smell, his sounds, his touch, it changed you, like you've never been intimate with another person. The passion was a completely different caliber than you’ve ever felt before. Small whines and moans left your lips as Zoro kissed you, feeling completely at his mercy the way he pinned you beneath him.

“Ah, Zoro,” you whined as you felt his teeth scrape along your jawline.

Zoro pulled away from you, looking down at you. He scoffed, his brows furrowed. “Look at you. Listen to you. Fuck, in that fancy ass dress, wearing those ridiculous heels.” Embarrassment washed over your body, heating your skin from your cheeks down your chest. You felt yourself look away from Zoro’s gaze before his hand gripped your chin harshly. Zoro forced you to meet his eye again, his teeth bared. “As if you’re not the filthiest in the room, woman. Pretending you’re a lady, waving that stupid fan.”

You felt Zoro’s hand move down your arm from where he was gripping your wrist, skimming over your peaked nipples, finding its place at your waist and squeezing. His smile was wicked, one side of his mouth curled up as he groped your body. The other hand found itself squeezing one of your breasts, thumb brushing over your nipple. A gasp escaped your lips as he touched you. “You like that, my lady?” He sneered, sarcastically and coldly.

“Zoro… please..” you whined.

“Zoro? Ha, I’m a gentleman, so I go by sir, remember?” He harshly pinched your nipple through your dress, eliciting a loud moan from you. One of his hands quickly clapped over your mouth, and Zoro tutted at you. “Ah ah, somebody might find us here, like this. Unless you want somebody to find us,” he teased. Zoro leaned down close to your ear, his lips brushing over your lobe. “Don’t let them hear. Those noises are only for me.”

The top of your dress was yanked down harshly, and you heard the silken fabric tear. Before you could protest, his hands squeezed your breasts hard, pinching them in a way you know will leave a bruise. One of your hands came up to stifle your moans, your eyes watching him as he pinched your nipples harshly.

“That dress was so fucking tight, your tits were spilling out,” he grit out. Zoro’s calloused hands played with your chest, pulling the skin between his index finger and thumb. “Couldn’t take my eyes off them all night… fuck.” His voice was breathy, needy as he touched you. A slicked strand of his hair fell from where it was stuck, the green hairs draping over his flushed face. His brow was furrowed in concentration, bottom lip sucked between his teeth.

“S- sir,” you whined, one of your hands moving to touch his arm. A small sheen of sweat covered his forehead. He gasped heavily as he ducked his head to your chest, burying it between your breasts.

Zoro’s mouth was hot and needy on you, licking and sucking the soft skin. He whined quietly against your skin as he sucked dark marks into your breast, not worrying about if they would be visible tomorrow or not.

He began to bunch your skirt up around your hips, his knuckles grazing your bare thighs. You ground your teeth to keep yourself from whining when suddenly his mouth left your breast with a wet pop. It was filthy, the way his mouth was red and swollen from kissing and sucking you, the small string of spit that dripped from his bottom lip, his mussed up hair. The last thing you saw before he ducked under your skirt was a deadly smirk that shot arousal straight to your core.

You groaned and threw your head back when his hands gripped your thighs. Zoro licked a long, wet stripe up the inside of your leg before biting down on your inner thigh. He bit down hard, possessive, like he wanted his teeth marks to be a permanent scar in your skin. A moan escaped your mouth, and you could feel yourself blushing as wetness pooled between your legs. The delicate skin of your inner thighs was already bruising under his grip, and you felt Zoro smile against you. There was something about how easily your body responded to him that brought out something sadistic in him.

Bright hickies bloomed on your thighs as his mouth and hands roamed the soft skin. Every once in a while, they would brush against your panties, making you whine. The way Zoro took his time had you desperate and needy for him. Your body started relaxing as he kissed you, his nose every so often brushing over the wet spot in your panties. The swordsman gripped your legs, keeping them from shaking, before biting down especially hard on the meat of your thigh. It broke skin, the intensity of which he bit you, and you could feel his tongue laving over the marks. You cried out before clapping a hand over your mouth, face flushed and chest heaving. The swordsman relished in your cries, suckling the spot he had broken skin. He moved to the other thigh, sucking dark marks all over. His mouth was so close to your core, that you could feel his warm breath fanning over your clothed cunt.

You were broken out of the moment by loud footsteps outside the closet door. The breath caught in your throat and your heart skyrocketed. Getting caught with Zoro at all was not good, but getting caught like this was a nightmare scenario. You tapped on Zoro through the silk of your dress to stop and come out. His head peaked out from your thighs, and for a moment he turned away from you to grab something. Zoro returned to you, his head coming up next to your ear with a low chuckle. His gloved hand gripped your cheeks, forcing you to open your mouth before your fan was shoved between your teeth, like a horse with a bit in its mouth. “Don’t make a fucking noise, unless you want to get caught,” he whispered to you, his smile devious. The swordsman licked against your neck before disappearing again under your skirt.

He brushed against the damp spot on your panties as he smirked into your thigh. You could feel how red your face was, equal parts turned on and terrified of somebody hearing you and opening the closet door. Both of your hands gripped your skirt and you squeezed your eyes shut tightly, trying to focus and not make a sound. Your teeth ground down against the wooden fan between your jaws. Zoro knew how to tease you, how to coax sweet sounds from you, and he wasn’t holding back his efforts.

One of his fingers pushed aside your panties, and you felt him blow a stream of cold air against your core. You grit your teeth and cursed him in your head as you clenched down around nothing. A shiver wracked your body, and Zoro chuckled lowly between your thighs. He just barely skimmed his gloved index finger against your slit, causing your toes to curl. You felt him hum against you, his tongue licking your thigh as he slowly pressed the finger into you. It started slowly, gently pumping in and out as you tried not to give away your presence.

You jumped when you suddenly felt Zoro’s tongue on your cunt, licking up from where his finger entered you to your clit. He licked against you, flattening his tongue against your lips in lazy strokes. The tip of his tongue flicked your clit every time he reached the top of your slit, building pleasure in your body. It radiated through you in waves as you tried to contain your voice. The steps outside seemed to pace as if they were searching the area. Your hand clutched your mouth, over the fan even, eyebrows drawn tight in desperation. Zoro’s finger curled in your cunt, pressing against the spongy wall and causing your mouth to open briefly and almost drop the fan. Your hands gripped your silken dress, pleasure wracking your body.

Zoro ate you like a starved man, sloppy and needy. You could feel the mix of his spit and your drooling cunt run down your ass, and you flushed with how filthy you felt. Heat nestled in your core and you felt your orgasm building every time Zoro brushed against your clit. Close, so so close, you cried in your head. Gritting your teeth, you resisted the urge to beg for him to keep going, keeping yourself from making noise. Tears slid down your cheeks as you came, throwing your head back in a silent cry. Zoro smirked against you as he felt you clench down around his finger, fucking you through your orgasm to the point of overstimulating you. He never let up, even after your orgasm had finished and you were squirming from the intense sensation.

As if Zoro had been listening for the person outside the door, as soon as their footsteps drew away from the closet, he bit down on your thigh hard again. At the same time, he added a second finger and fucked them into you with more intensity. There was no reprieve from him, he wanted to fuck you stupid. The fan fell from your mouth as your mouth dropped open. A deep moan escaped your lips at the dual sensations of pleasure and pain, as the green haired man licked the bite.

Zoro drew back from your legs, looking at you intensely. The absolute feral look in his eye made your stomach churn with something primal. He smiled, his sharp canines gleaming dangerously with a bit of your blood. A pink tongue quickly swiped over them, cleaning his teeth with a deep groan. You watched his gloved hand come up to his mouth as he bit down on one of the fingers, yanking the glove off. “Wanna feel you bare,” he stated evenly, pulling the other glove off as well.

One of his hands came up to grip the back of your neck, slamming you into a bruising kiss. The other of his hands roamed your body, finding a place on your breast to fondle you greedily. He pinched your nipple and massaged you tightly, breaking off the kiss to breathe. Zoro’s forehead rested against your neck, and you could feel him whine softly against you. You pressed your leg up between his thighs, feeling his hard cock against you. Slowly and languidly, he rutted against you. He whined and panted as he thrusted against your leg, growing more needy and desperate by the minute. Both of his brows pinched together and a bead of sweat gathered near his temple.

Suddenly, he bit down on your neck, sucking a dark mark under your ear. His thrusts became more desperate, a growl escaping his throat. Zoro pulled back, his hands coming down to your hips.

“Fuck it, I can’t wait,” he bit out, his hands grabbing at your panties and tearing the silk fabric. Zoro was impatient, desperate at this point. He grabbed the waist on his own pants, not bothering to unbutton the two rows of golden buttons. One quick yank sent buttons flying around the closet, clattering against the walls. His chest heaved with want, his hands quick to free himself from his pants. Zoro rested back on his feet, pumping his cock with a groan as he looked down at you. His eye was dark, almost glazed over with want.

With one hand, he gripped your waist, hard and bruising. Using the other, he lined himself up with your hole. He barely gave you any time to breathe before bullying his cock into your cunt, sinking deep into you in a fluid motion. A cry escaped your lips as your back arched, your jaw open and gasping. His cock was large, girthy and long, and it stretched you so well. Your body clenched down hard around him, causing him to shudder and grit his teeth. Zoro breathed out slowly, bending down and resting his hands on either side of your head.

“Fuck, so tight,” he groaned, thrusting shallowly inside you. His teeth skimmed your jawline as he lowered himself onto his elbows, your chests pressing together. It felt to you like he was taking up every sense, as if he was all you could experience in this moment. Nothing outside of this closet even existed to you anymore. He bit down on your neck, at the spot where it joins with your shoulder, and you moaned loudly.

“Aah, Zoro, feels good,” you mumble out, your mind dazed from the mix of pain and pleasure his mouth gave you.

He thrusted into you with a hard and punctuating rhythm, emphasizing his words. “Haa, yeah? Better,” thrust “than that no good,” thrust “stuck up,” thrust “host?”

“Wh- what?” You whined when his hands tangled in the back of your hair, forcing you to look up at him. His brows were furrowed.

“Say it,” he growled, glaring down at you. Your breath caught in a strangled sound when he thrusted deep into you, holding himself there. The head of his cock was bruising against your cervix, and you squirmed with the mix of sensations. It was overstimulating, and you whimpered under him.

“Zoro, sir, move. Please,” you begged. Tears sprung to your eyes as you tried to move against him. One of his hands flew to your waist, gripping it firmly and holding you still. You cursed him silently for being so strong.

“I’m not moving until you say it.”

“Say what?,” you cried, your eyes searching his face wildly. His jaw clenched in irritation.

“Say that I fuck you better than he ever could,” he ordered. Zoro’s chest heaved with his breath, you could tell he was barely containing himself. His bicep flexed and you felt his grip tighten on your waist.

“God, yes. You fuck me better than he ever could, you feel so amazing. Please fuck me, please,” you begged, desperation dripping from your cries.

A predatory grin spread across his face with your words, his eye crinkling with pleasure. “That’s my girl,” he praised, lips ghosting across your cheek. Zoro pressed his lips against yours and rose up, grabbing your waist with both hands and dragging his cock out of you slowly. As you looked up at him, you shuddered at the fierceness of his expression.

His thumbs brushed against your skin before slamming you down on his cock with abandon, thrusting into you repeatedly. Zoro watched as your tits bounced, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he concentrated. Your hands clenched the fabric under you as he fucked you hard, and you watched as his blouse rode up as he moved, his abs flexing with each thrust.

You cried for him, his cock battering your poor cunt. His hand found the back of your neck, pulling you up roughly to slam his mouth against yours. He kissed you insistently as he fucked you, before removing himself and turning you over onto your stomach. Your dress piled around you as he dragged it up, exposing your ass to him. He gripped one of your asscheeks in his hand, pinching hard. The hand dipped under your abdomen to pull you onto your knees, and he sheathed himself back in you. The new angle was world shattering, every thrust bumping deep inside you, causing your legs to shake and breath to catch.

Zoro’s hand gripped your hair, dragging your back to his chest. His teeth sunk into your shoulder, breaking the skin as he thrusted into you from behind. You felt him as he licked the bite mark, moaning as your blood stained his tongue. He was relentless, slamming into you over and over. At the same time, his voice was like honey as he moaned into your ear.

“That’s fucking right,” he grunted. “You take me so well.” Nobody had ever fucked you so well before, pleasure spiking through your body. He fucked you like he knew you could take it, like a bit of roughness wouldn’t break you. Pain blossomed through your ass as he smacked it harshly, causing your cunt to clench down. “Nobody can fuck you like this,” he promised. “Only me.”

You mumbled incoherently, the feelings of pleasure and need causing you to feel brainless and light. Zoro’s hand pressed you into the pile of coats underneath you, his hand on the back of your head. The pressure you felt from his hand was so good, rendering you immobile. The other hand on your waist pulled you back into him as he fucked you. You felt yourself drooling into the fabric under you, drunk on the pleasure. Everything was Zoro, from the feeling of his hands on you and the way his cock dragged in your cunt, to his leathery perfume, to the sounds of his groaning and skin slapping together.

The pleasure built in you again with each thrust, and you trembled with overexertion and overstimulation. Zoro’s hand moved from your head to snake past your waist to your clit. Never once did his thrusts let up, his endurance endless. Small, quick circles were rubbed on your clit with his first two fingers.

“Zoro please, please please, fuck,” you mumbled, pleasure reaching deeply into your fingers and toes.

“Let go, cum around my cock. Wanna feel you,” he mumbled out. His voice was less demanding now, more needy. The swordsman rubbed your clit insistently, and your orgasm hit you gradually, washing through you in hot waves of pleasure. You moaned as you came, feeling your body weaken like jelly.

Zoro fucked you through your second orgasm, his thrusts hard and erratic. He held you up, both hands on your waist. You could hear his breath stuttering, his voice tight and strained. “Haa… Gonna… Cum in you… Make you mine…” he grit out, leaning forward to kiss and bite at your shoulders.

You cried out as his teeth sank into your flesh, Zoro groaning loudly. His cock slammed as far in your cunt as it could go, emptying himself into you as he came. The man licked at the bite mark and he mumbled against your skin as he kissed your shoulder blades. He pulled out of you, and you whimpered at the loss of fullness.

For a moment, you didn’t move and neither did Zoro, watching his cum dribble out of your cunt with a smirk. You heard him hum, before feeling his hands flip you over to look at him. He looked at your messed up hair and smudged makeup, also noting the tear in the bodice of your dress before snorting. “Oops,” he laughed, obviously sarcastic. You were so fucked out that you didn’t even care how much of a mess you two looked, seeing his appearance sort of mirroring your own. “C’mere.”

Zoro gathered you up to him, kissing your hair and smiling affectionately. It was too late to go back now, not that you’d want anything to be different. “Now, I just gotta figure out how to get my girl outta here safely,” he chuckled.

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sanjisboyfie · 7 months

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yandere luffy headcanons

HAS BEEN LIVING IN MY BRAIN FOR A BIT TOO LONG it needed to be on the interest for everyone to see

yandere ! luffy . . . does not like at all when people eat up too much of your time, it really, really ruins his mood. he's seen people on the islands you've visited be really attracted to your charisma and it really pisses him off. he doesn't even want to imagine someone else coming into your life and being more important than him. no matter how angry he gets about it, though, he won't blame you. he'll blame the other person.

he's making unsatisfied noises at how long you've been standing and talking to the old lady about the prices of the goods. to him it was too boring to be conversing about it for so long, but now he was also getting annoyed with how attentive you'd been to her.

"let's go! let's go! let's go!" luffy began berating you for staying there for so long, trying to tug you away from the old lady.

"ah, he's quite lively isn't he?" she didn't seem bothered by his behavior, but luffy was bothered by her comment.

"you're takin' up too much of our time, old lad-" a hand clamped onto luffy's mouth before something rude could properly leave luffy's lips.

you bowed apologetically to the woman and dropped beri into her hands and took your share of the groceries.

"yay, thank god," luffy sighed, draping himself over your shoulders to increase skinship, "let's just go back to the sunny, please!!!"

yandere ! luffy . . . very clingy, beyond the normal bounds of that word. he feels as though it's only right that he should be practically living in your skin. he's your portable human backpack, wrapping his arms around your neck and legs around your waist. he also accidentally found out it was the perfect way for him to spy on you and whatever you did. he'd be watching with an attentive gaze at the tasks you do, who you talk to, etc. and he loves it. all he has to do is rest his chin on your shoulder and then he gets to see everything you see? he loves it.

yandere ! luffy . . . who definitely has zero concept of what manners are when it comes to people besides you. he doesn't really care if the person he's talking to thinks his tone is rude or brash, they're not you so it doesn't really matter to him how he speaks to them. he just looks at them as if they're weird for demanding more respect from him and then he blatantly refuses to give it to them. why should he respect other people that aren't you? that's weird...

yandere ! luffy . . . asks the most invasive questions, with an innocent smile on his face too. another thing he does with an innocent look is threatening people, wayyyy too casually.

"do you want me to kill them?" he grinned, laughing to himself - as if the idea would be funny. the person he was referring to was some woman that was shooting her shot with you. she was smiling ear-to-ear and gently asking if you'd like to spend time with her, somewhere quiet. luffy overheard as he was sitting behind you and whipped his head around, looking her up and down.

"luffy!" you'd scold him, chopping down on his head at the threat. he didn't pay your words any mind though, a displeased look on his face.

"she's interrupting our time together, though," luffy whined, pointing a finger at the woman who was now more baffled than bashful, "you! don't think you'll get away with this! i'll beat you up!"

"luffy! stop!!" you defended the poor woman, but she had already ran away in fear.

"good, she's gone! c'mon, have some of this meat!"

yandere ! luffy . . . places his strawhat on your head knowing that it makes everyone that interacts fear for their life. the hat has become an image associated with the intimidating captain and the destruction he brings to enemies that step in his way. also it makes him happy, fuels a possessive desire in his soul.

yandere ! luffy . . . doesn't really know exactly what he wants in terms of a relationship with you because he just isn't informed or has experience in that stuff. but ! he does know he wants you, completely. he wants you and will not stop striving for you until all of you is his to have, own, and keep. (emphasis on keep because you won't ever be leaving him)

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