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a long, long time (zoro x reader)
timeskip reunion fic <3 artist!reader, but as always, can be read as a standalone
ft. making out, heartfelt reunions, soft zoro wc: 899 masterlist
tagging: @eelnoise
A wave of bright, soft sunshine casts across the floor of the bar, spreading like wildfire as the heavy wooden door creaks open. Bottle of sake in his hand, Zoro turns towards the source of the light illuminating the dim and moody bar. His heart stutters at the sight of your figure, silhouetted by the light pouring in behind you; radiance, confidence, and strength oozing from your aura, you’re a fallen angel, kissed and smothered by sunbeams in one last blessing before being cast from heaven. Doe eyes soften at the sight of him, resoluteness replaced with fondness and affection.
“Had a feeling you’d be here soon.” he says with a lopsided grin, setting his bottle on the table. Nearly vibrating with anticipation, you rest your bags on the ground and walk towards him; there’s a sense of hesitation hanging in the air as you approach, attempting to partially mask your unadulterated glee, but you can’t help the way your feet start to fly across the floor with increasing velocity. Dropping all pretenses, you fling yourself into his arms, grinning from ear to ear and burying your face into his neck. “You look great.” he murmurs, pressing his lips to your forehead before nuzzling his cheek into yours.
“So do you… I missed you.” you mumble, the vibrations of your voice spreading underneath his skin. Smothering your senses in the familiar scent of sweat and steel, a veil of comfort and security falls over you like a warm, clean blanket straight from the dryer. Both of your bodies have been molded and changed over the past two years, but your skin still melts into his as if the two of you were never separated—as if no time had passed at all.
“Missed ya’ too.” he says quietly, rubbing his thumb rhythmically across your cheek. Nestling your face into his palm, head tilted, your eyes stare back at him with dreamy reverence. During your separation, in his dreariest moments, he had wondered if you would mind his missing eye and the assortment of new, small, white scars across his front; however, the love and adoration brimming in your eyes crushes all hint of fear or apprehension—you were simply ecstatic to be in his presence once more.
Leaning forward, he smirks at your eagerness as you mimic his motions and attempt to brush your lips against his; it’s been over two years too long, and yet he can’t help but tease you for just a moment longer, delaying the kiss you were both yearning for by softly dragging his thumb across your bottom lip. Seeing the overflowing want pouring from your gaze is worth the seconds lost and then some; cupping your face, he gently pulls you towards him and presses his lips to yours, sealing your reunion.
It’s soft and gentle at first, and a smidgen clumsy as a result of time spent apart, sparks spreading and stomachs fluttering at the intimacy you both had been deprived of for far too long. Zoro’s hand travels up along your jawline, every movement filled with passion as the kiss deepens, his fingers eventually reaching your hair and tangling into your tresses. The heated drag of your lips against one another is a long-lost song heard once more, satiating both a feeling of nostalgia and a craving for more.
He pulls away for a moment to admire the pink blush covering your face, the one that he’d imagined creeping across your cheeks for years. The long, sleepless nights spent pining and waiting dissipated with a blink, flung away like weightless grains of sand; all that mattered was that you were here, with him, again.
Zoro’s lips meet yours once more, both of you smiling into the kiss; thumb running along your jawline, he pours his heart out to you, each swipe of his tongue conveying his yearning. You reciprocate in turn, and he accepts each silent confession of emotions greedily, drinking them in and committing them to memory. There was nothing outside of the two of you, as your mouths parted, still wet with the remnants of unspoken words, the only world that mattered was in the warmth of your connected gazes.
He loved you; he loved you so much that he could barely speak, despite spending over two years craving the sound of your voice. He’s rendered you lovestruck and speechless too, unable to do anything but smother his face in kisses, giggling softly between each press of lips to skin.
A dark, amused chuckle snaps both of you from your trance—Shakky had returned behind the bar, the click of her heels against wooden floorboards had fallen on deaf ears. Snapping apart as Zoro nearly drops you, both of your faces turn red with embarrassment, gazes fixed at the floor. “Aren’t you going to buy her a drink?” she asks Zoro with a smirk and motioning for the two of you to sit at the bar.
“Got any infused sake?” he asks her as he returns to his bottle, blush fading as he regains his usual confidence.
“I’ve got mango, yuzu, strawberry…” she lists, index finger tracing along her collection of spirits behind the bar.
“Still strawberry?” he asks you with a ghost of a smile on his face as he admires you.
“Still strawberry.” you reply with a soft smile, cheeks still pink and rosy.
Soft!Zoro is canon Zoro propaganda: IT'S FUCKING YES FOR ME
it’s not in zoro’s nature to be affectionate. at best, the swordsman is stiff and awkward and at worst, cold and unreceptive - still, there are always exceptions, namely you.
because in the confines of the bathroom, where four walls shut the two of you off to the rest of the world and the lukewarm water of the bathtub laps at your bare skin, it’s his touch that consumes you whole. a steady warmth as you lean against the muscular chest settled behind you.
a warm kiss is pressed onto the back of your neck, followed by another on your shoulder, then another until it reaches the soft flesh between your ears and your jaw, goosebumps rising in its wake.
zoro smoothes a hand over your prickly arms. “cold?” he murmurs, lips grazing past your ears.
you shake your head, turning slightly to smile at him. “just tickles.”
the swordsman grins back at you, leaning forward to peck the corner of your lips. “sorry.” he says, without sounding too sorry.
chuckling, you return the chaste kiss but firm fingers grip under your jaw before you can fully turn away, pulling you back for another kiss. then another. then one more that lingers longer than the rest and has you melting in his hold. a small bubble of laughter escapes you when he finally deems it reasonable to release you.
“what’s so funny?”
“nothing.” you giggle, twisting around fully so you can entwine your fingers behind his head. zoro raises an eyebrow asking you to elaborate. “you’re so needy when it’s just the two of us. it’s cute.”
the tips of his ears turn pink, his cheeks shortly following suit. “am not.” he gruffs, jostling you around in the water with ease as he makes room to stretch out his legs.
thinking he’s readying to leave after your teasing, you plant a hand on his chest. “where are you going?”
zoro smirks because who’s the needy one now? “nowhere, just cramping up.” he placates, drawing you closer once he’s comfortable again.
your fingers have turned wrinkly, imitating the prunes you detest so much. still you ask, “stay with me a little longer?”
zoro’s lips find yours again.
“always.”
i love the law and luffy dynamic where law is stressin' and luffy just goes "we got this, let's go!" I love their friendship, your honor.
"how come you make everything feel so simple?" // "because everything is."
- So This Is The End / Alexandra Franza, 2018
(ilovetheirdynamicsiflawdiesforlifeiwillliterallycrytooda)
Scenario! Next Ace and his Marine story!!! Finally safe on Amazon Lily, the two can finally relax together and Law is no longer around to play chaperone, especially when Luffy goes back to Marineford to ring that bell. While there is some tender emotional moments. I don't need this NSFW.... I need it NSFL (not safe for life). The two are finally lighting their slow burn on FIRE. MIHO GIVE ME THAT FILTH. PLEASE.
So this is it… this is it!!! After many stories, many moments, many fears… THIS IS IT!!!!!
I hope this will be enough NSFL for you, my dearest friend! Let’s do this, Eddie!!! Thanks again for trusting me for this :)
Warning : NSFW
Words : 3298
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Ace scenario : Burning Feelings (read after the cut)
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It’s everything I wanted and more!!!!
Hello! I hope I’m not bothering you, but I was wondering if you could write some headcanons about Ace having a huge crush on Law’s best friend and crew member. I know those two characters don’t actually interact in canon, but I choose to ignore canon for obvious reasons!
Oh course! I’ll try my best hope you like it
Ace having a crush on Law’s best friend
When Ace first saw you he was already head over heels for you, love at first sight was something he never really believed in but he couldn’t describe it as anything else.
Of course when he met Law a few things changed he was shocked that you could be so close to someone so cold.
Ace and Law did NOT get along.
Law was annoyed by his optimism and up beat attitude while Ace always referred to Law as your “creepy friend”.
But they both of them cared about you and knew you cared for them so put up with each other.
That didn’t stop Law from glaring at Ace every time he caught Ace staring at you with a dreamy expression.
Law knew Ace was a good person, but he still wanted the best for you so he was cautious of course.
Every time Ace blushed or gut flustered he could feel Law’s eyes on him, he could practically see the daggers he was shooting at him.
Ace would try to talk to Law for some advice on things you like but he’d just brush the poor boy off.
Eventually Ace would finally ask you out, Law would be annoyed of course, but like I said, he wants the best for you.
(Sorry this is so short, it was kinda of hard since these characters never met)
May i ask a headcanon list for Luffy, Sanji and Zoro reaction to their s/o being a cp0 agent?
A/N: I am just now noticing as I finish up this work that you asked for a headcanon LIST. Forgive me for the mix-up!
Characters: female reader x Luffy, Sanji, Zoro Cw: betrayal, angst with no happy ending Total word count: 1.6k
Double Agent
Luffy
“It can’t be,” Luffy muttered from the doorway.
Shit. You had been compromised. Luffy was supposed to be off in the jungle. How had he tracked you to this abandoned building?
“Luffy!” you hissed, stepping in front of the other agent. “What are you doing here?”
“I left that emergency steak with you,” he said, his eyes wide. You had promised him your lunch and forgotten to give it to him. Of course he followed the scent here.
“We have to get rid of him,” the agent behind you said, reaching for his weapon. You didn’t even know his name, but you couldn’t let him kill the captain of the Stawhats.
“Absolutely not!” you reached for your own weapon, glaring at him. “You know our orders.”
“If you’re position is compromised-”
“Then killing the captain isn’t going to help much!”
The other agent raised his brow. “Getting soft? They’re pirates. It’s reckless to let him live.”
You scoffed. “You’re the one being reckless. Leave him be. We can still watch from afar.”
“This is a joke, right?” Luffy’s shaky voice came from the doorway again, full of uncertainty.
You steeled yourself and faced him, putting on a bored face. “It is no joke. I’m afraid I’ve just been sloppy in covering my tracks.”
“You can’t be CP-0.” His face slowly turned to rage. “You would never-”
“Apparently you’ve sparked the interest of some very important people.”
The man behind you clicked his tongue in disapproval. You were saying too much. But you needed Luffy to leave here. He had to leave alive.
Luffy stared into your eyes, and you swore he was staring into your soul. “I refuse to believe this is the real you. I know you. I love you. This isn’t you.”
“You don’t know me at all, Monkey D. Luffy.” You put an extra taunt in his full name. “You have no idea who I am or what I am capable of.” You gave him a wicked grin, letting the worst parts of yourself out into the open for him to see.
“Come back to the Sunny,” he begged, unphased by the wickedness on your face. “We can figure it out together.”
“I have no reason to return there. Besides, you would just make me a prisoner when I set foot on deck.”
Luffy’s brow furrowed. “I would never restrain you-”
“Leave, Luffy.” You tried your hardest to keep the desperation out of your voice. “Leave now, or don’t leave at all.”
“Permission to terminate, then?” The Agent took a step towards Luffy, and it took everything in you to remain where you stood.
You pulled out your weapon and threw all of your hate into the stare you gave Luffy. “Leave.”
“This isn’t over until we talk-”
You fired a warning shot, missing his head by a centimeter. “Leave.”
“I’ll get you back. This isn’t over,” Luffy promised, and then he walked out the door.
Sanji
“This is an interesting place for a picnic, my love!” Sanji’s kind voice rang out amongst the trees. “Where are you hiding?”
The other agent’s eyes widened. “You left a trail?” she hissed.
“Never,” you whispered back. “I-”
“There you are!” Sanji launched himself toward you, wrapping you in a hug. “And who is this fine young woman with you? Did you bring company?”
The agent’s hand moved to her gun, and you gave one quick shake, trying to prevent her from blowing your cover.
“Just a friend,” you said between gritted teeth. “We were just saying goodbye. Could you give us a moment, Sanji?”
“The lady can stay if she’d like!” Sanji quickly said. “I have plenty-”
“I would never sully myself with such company,” the woman snapped. She looked at you. “You’re being called back in.”
“No,” you shook your head. “No, that’s impossible.”
“Come on,” the woman said. “No more use for appearance. We’ll leave him alive for now.”
Sanji, somehow, kept up a smile. He had no idea what was occurring, but you could tell that he was nervous.
“My love?” He asked, looking at you with a forced smile and worry in his eyes.
“I have to go, Sanji.” You shouldered your backpack with everything you had collected.
“No,” he said softly. “You can stay. I don’t know who this woman is but-”
“This woman is your lover’s superior,” the woman said. “And she never loved you. She was just using you for intel.”
“No. Tell them, my love. Tell them what a mistake they have made.”
It wasn’t supposed to hurt this much. He was a pirate. You were a government agent. It was supposed to be easier than this. You were used to betraying people, and yet this created a strange ache in your chest.
“I work for CP-0,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady. “I was tasked to infiltrate your crew and obtain records. Watch you all from the inside.”
“Impossible-” Sanji said
But you had to keep going. You had to break him so he would never come looking for you. “I chose you because it was the easiest. You had access to everything. And when I needed to look for specific things, I added sleeping medicine to the tea you served everyone. It was too easy.
“I don’t believe you.” Sanji had tears in his eyes now. “It wasn’t all fake.”
You sneered at him. “You were so desperate for love, you accepted the bare minimum of affection without a second thought.”
He slumped to his knees, his eyes getting a far-away look in them. Your heart cracked, but your face showed no emotion as you looked down at him. “I’m only letting you live now so you have to live with this failure. But I will come for you one day. And I will kill you.”
He gave a single nod of acknowledgement, as if he had expected this; as if he deserved it.
He didn’t deserve it. You didn’t deserve him. But if you showed an ounce of weakness, you knew the agent next to you would kill him. So you turned and left, knowing that his empty stare would haunt your dreams forever.
Zoro
“You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?” Zoro shouted. “Who the hell is that guy?”
The agent next to you fired a bullet before you could react, and you cried out in warning. But the bullet only met steel. Zoro had sliced right through it.
“I knew you were getting weak. No wonder they wanted to pull you from this mission,” the agent chuckled. He kept his gun aimed at Zoro, but was watching you carefully.
No. No. How had Zoro found you? He was the last person who should be here right now. He always got lost. How on earth had he found you?
Zoro was still staring at you, waiting for an answer. He didn’t even bother to acknowledge the man or the weapons he had.
“Stand down,” you growled between clenched teeth.
“I do not take orders from you,” the agent snarled back.
Zoro was still watching. Hell, how could you play this to get him out alive? You couldn’t have him getting hurt. You had already said your goodbyes in letters to the crew. You had made up some reason to leave. But Zoro, of all people, had managed to find you.
“I’m leaving the crew!” you shouted to him.
A trace of hurt passed over Zoro’s face. “You’re taking some government recruitment position over us? You can’t be serious.”
“Not recruitment,” the agent next to you purred, and you froze. “Have you ever heard of CP-0, Roronoa Zoro? Of course you have. You were at Enies Lobby, weren’t you?”
You stiffened at his words. You could see Zoro trying to figure out the secret meaning the man was taunting home with.
Just leave, you begged silently. Please leave.
But the agent sent to retrieve you was not finished burning bridges for you. “Your “crewmate” here isn’t a new recruit. No, they’re a seasoned veteran of the organization.”
Zoro stilled. Only his fingers twitched, itching to reach for his blade as he watched you with predator-like senses.
“Zoro,” you whispered. You weren’t sure what to say, but you had to say something to him.
“Go. Get out of my sight.” You could see him shaking. From rage, most likely. From betrayal.
The agent next to you gave a humorous laugh. “Do you think we are going to let you live?”
“We are letting him live,” you said, too quiet for Zoro to hear. “That was the agreement.”
The agent gave you a wicked smile. “He brought this upon himself, following you out here.”
“Let him go,” you snarled softly. “Or you will not leave this island.”
You had been baited. You knew it the moment his eyes lit up. Proof that your allegiance was to the Strawhats over CP-0. Proof that you needed to be reprogrammed in some capacity.
He waved a hand lazily at Zoro. “You may go. We have to go as well. We have some work to do.”
You gave Zoro one last look, trying to convey how sorry you were about everything. He should’ve just stayed on the ship, read the damn letter, and accepted that you had left the crew.
Your eyes met Zoro’s just for a moment, and then you turned away and followed the agent down the path. And as much as you wanted to, you didn’t look back.
Hi! I had an idea about law X fem or male reader where either reader is actually a powerful person, like... Say a child of powerful mafia's in the whole world
I just don't know how to do it though 😞😞
Not sure if this is exactly what you had in mind but I hope you like it regardless :)
Characters: female reader x Trafalgar Law Cw: mistreatment of a child, angst to comfort :) Total word count: 760
A Secret Past
“Y/N-ya,” Law called as he entered the room, holding a piece of paper in his hands.
“Hm?” You smiled when you saw him, but the scowl on his face made your heart sink. He seemed upset, or at least perplexed.
“Somebody's in troubleeee,” Shachi sang, giving you a smirk.
“What?” You looked at Law, unsure of why he was upset. You had done all of your chores and had even made your alls bed this morning. You had cleaned out the toothpaste when you were brushing your teeth, and felt fairly confident you hadn’t left any hair in the shower.
He flipped the paper around, revealing your bounty poster. Your old bounty poster. From before you joined the crew.
200 million. The face of a child, but for people who knew you, it was easy to see the resemblance.
And your name, clearly printed across the bottom. Penderline Y/N.
Shachi choked on his drink. “Penderline?” he gasped. “Like from the Penderline family?”
“No,” you immediately said, trying your best to hide your racing heart.
Law scowled at you, immediately sensing your lie. “The ‘Known Accomplices’ section of your poster says otherwise.”
“The bounty you have from the crew is less than the bounty you had as a kid!” Penguin shouted, reaching for the poster.
“Your list of crimes is a mile long,” Shachi said, peering over Penguin’s shoulder to read.
“The girl is believed to be the assassin of the Penderline family.” Shachi’s eyes nervously darted to you, and then back to the paper again. “If captured, deliver her to a Marine Base immediately. She is dangerous and should not be trusted under any circumstance.”
“That was a long time ago,” you whispered, shaking your head.
“Explains why you have such a deadly fruit,” Law said, watching you carefully. “Your family would easily be able to attain that. They gave it to you and you used it for executions.”
“They’re not my family!” you screamed, panicking over your crew’s sudden distrust of you. “I hated it! Why do you think that picture is so old? I stopped listening to my parents and they locked me away! I ran away a few years later and never looked back!”
Law narrowed his eyes at you. “You don’t just run away from the most powerful family in the world and get away with it.”
Your heart was pounding in your chest. You hated how well Law knew you; how he was able to sense the tiniest lie you had told. You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t look at anyone, so you dropped your eyes to the floor.
“They let me go three years ago,” you finally whispered. “They told me I could go live whatever life I wanted, as long as I answered their call once a year.”
“Their call for what?” Law pressed, watching you closely.
“A list of three names,” you said, still staring at the floor. “Three people per year, in exchange for my freedom.”
“How do they contact you?” Law asked. You could feel his panic and distrust growing. This is exactly why you never mentioned your past.
“They find me.” Tears were forming in your eyes now, and you did your best to blink them away. “They always find me.”
“Captain-” Shachi’s body was rigid, and you could feel his nerves rolling off him in waves. “Is it safe to have someone-”
“Of course it is,” Law hissed, shooting a glare at Shachi. He walked over to you and bent down, forcing you to look at him. “You should’ve told me.”
“I didn’t want you to kick me out,” you whispered, wiping the tears from your eyes. “You guys are the only family I have. I would have nowhere to go.”
Law’s face softened, suddenly understanding the predicament you had been put in. He could relate to the life you had lived, always on the run from your past.
“We could’ve helped you,” he said gently. He needed you to understand how much he cared about you. How he would never leave you.
Your brows knitted together in confusion. His words didn’t make any sense.
“You don’t have to bear this alone, Y/N.” Law tucked a piece of hair behind your ear so he could see your face better. “We can help you.”
You shook your head. “I can’t ask you to do that.”
“Why not?” Law asked, cupping your face in his hands. “We’re family, aren’t we?”
Coza! congrats on 2K followers. I like your smuts and i don't know what. idea I want.CouldI request for the Option 1? Reaction of Luffy + ace + Zoro + sabo + taking care of you when your sick.
I am actually very sick today so this one was nice to think about :)
Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Ace, Zoro, Sabo CW: I didn’t proofread this forgive me for errors Total word count: 860
In Sickness and Health
Luffy
He is worried sick about you. He spends the whole morning just trying to get you to laugh.
He tells jokes, makes funny faces, and plays pranks on Zoro. Anything he can think of to get you smiling and laughing.
Sometimes he succeeds in getting you to laugh, but it quickly turns into a coughing fit, so he eventually gives up on the laughing endeavor.
Instead, he climbs into bed with you and pulls you flush against his body. He holds you and whispers sweet nothings into your ears to lull you to sleep.
He wipes the sweat off your brow and rubs your face with a cool rag when you get hot. Even when you're asleep, he still does it.
When it’s time to eat, he doesn’t ask for your food. It’s probably one of the first times in his life that he hopes there are no leftovers. He knows you need the food to get strong.
And when you finally get out of bed, he bounces with joy, excited to resume his normal routine with you again.
Ace
Ace doesn’t know what to do when he wakes up and you’re the warm one in the bed. So he runs to get Marco.
“They're fine,” Marco says. “It’s just a fever. It will pass.”
“Can’t you just heal them?!” Ace whispered, looking at you nervously.
“With little things like this it does more harm than good. Let their body fight it. If it’s still bad in 24 hours, come back to me.”
Ace is so worried he doesn’t eat. He doesn’t leave your side. He had tried to cuddle up to you, but you had kicked him away.
Now he sits on the floor beside the bed, his hand outstretched and intertwined with yours as you sleep.
He only wakes you to drink water and to eat. Even though it’s the last thing you want, he makes you consume something to keep your energy up.
After a few hours, he still hasn’t moved from his spot, and you finally allow him to rejoin you in bed. The heat is still miserable, but at least he’s a comfy pillow.
The next night your fever finally breaks. And though you’re still miserable, at least he knows you’re going to be okay.
Zoro
Zoro was surprised that you weren’t out on the deck by mid morning. You hadn’t had a particularly late night, so it strikes him as strange.
As he opens the door to your room, you groan and roll away from the light.
He barks out a laugh. “That hungover? I didn’t even see you drink!”
“Migraine,” you moan, pressing your hands to your temple as you speak.
“Oh.” Zoro's voice instantly drops several octaves. “What can I do?”
“Just come lay here with me.” You stretch out an arm to him, beckoning him into bed.
He has no option but to join you, his strong arms immediately wrapping around you and flexing against you. You feel safe in his arms, and slip into unconsciousness immediately.
When you finally wake up, the sharp stabbing has left, but Zoro still has you firmly in his arms.
“Are you hungry? Do you-“
“Shower,” you cut him off with your own words. “I’d really like a shower.”
So he leads you to the bath house and he gingerly washes your hair and your body as you keep your eyes closed, trying to minimize the effects of your migraine.
When you finish in the shower, he silently takes you back to your room and the two of you lay around for the rest of the day, quietly talking or sleeping or just enjoying each other's company.
Sabo
“Soup?” He whispered, cracking the door open just a tad as he held a bowl.
“How’d you know?” You groaned, throwing a pillow over your head.
He laughed, deciding not to tell you how it was almost noon. He knew you weren’t always an early riser, but you were only in bed at this time if you were sick.
“I called out, so we can-“
“Sabo!” You cried. “You shouldn’t have called out!”
“But you’re sick.” He held out a book. “I got you a new book and everything.”
You hummed in delight, taking the book from him and setting it down on the nightstand.
“Do you want to be alone, or can I join you?”
You really didn’t want another body in the bed with you while you were feeling so gross. But you also didn’t want to be alone.
“Can you just stay in the room?” You asked.
“Let me grab some work, I’ll be right back.”
He worked quietly at his desk in your room, only taking breaks to fetch you water or food or anything else you would ask for.
And you fell asleep to the quiet scratching of his pen, sleeping well in the fact that he would never leave you alone when you needed him.
Hi cozage,
Congrats for 2k!!!🤧💖
SO, I was thinking about how Sabo would confess his feelings for his beloved one, or like, SHE would confess first? Being so oblivious and occupied with work like he is, maybe isn't crazy imagine that happening 👀✨
I loved the silent treatment one with him lol, I don't see a lot of imagines with him, I miss it rsrsrs
Thanks for lighting up my day with your stories 💖
Thank you! Writing Sabo is always fun, I enjoyed this one a lot :)
Characters: gn reader x Sabo Total word count: 1k
Subtle Realization
You knew you liked Sabo. You found him attractive from the moment you met him. But the second in command of the revolutionary army wasn’t as obvious with his feelings towards you.
You worked closely with him for weeks, a constant battle between hot and cold emotions from him. Sometimes, he asked about your day, your likes and dislikes, and many other things. Other days, he only barked out orders. It was confusing, to say the least. But there were a few moments that made you realize he was actually paying attention.
One morning, you were running late to a meeting, and you fully expected everyone to be pissed at you. You didn’t even have time to stop at your favorite bagel shop and grab breakfast.
But when you slipped into the meeting beside Sabo, he handed you a bagel with cream cheese and your favorite tea.
“How’d you know?” you whispered.
“I always see you there.” He shrugged. “Figured I’d just get your order for you since you weren't there this morning. That’s what friends do.”
Friends. That pesky word that he loved so much. He may have done one of the kindest things he had ever done for you- for anyone- but you were still just friends.
It was only a few days later when he asked you to dinner.
“We’re both working late, and you’ve been working so hard, I just thought it would be nice to go somewhere and talk away from work.”
“Sure.” Your voice was monotone, but your heartbeat quickened at the thought of the two of you at dinner. Alone.
It was a nice restaurant, far fancier than what you had dressed for, but Sabo complimented how lovely you looked, and the two of you had a fabulous time.
He learned about your past, and you learned about his-what he could remember of it, at least. He paid for dinner and even walked you back to your little cramped living space, like a true gentleman.
“Thank you for the meal,” you said. “Would you like to come in for a bit? It’s not much, but-”
“Oh no,” Sabo said quickly. “Dinner was lovely. We should do it again sometime.”
Were you reading too much into his words? Or was he trying to insinuate that he was feeling something more?
You smiled, trying not to let too much excitement show. “I’d like that quite a lot.”
“As would I.” He tipped his hat to you. “Since we’re coworkers, I think it’s important we get to know each other as much as possible.”
Coworkers. Somehow, it was worse than friends. You tried not to let your disappointment show, but once you slipped into your room, you couldn’t help but burst into tears.
A few weeks later, you were grumbling about your roommate. The set up was atrocious, and while you weren’t much of a complainer, your roommate and living space were both worthy of complaining about.
“Why don’t you just move in with me?” Sabo asked, not even bothering to look up from his writing.
You stared at him for a few moments. Surely you had heard him wrong. “What?”
“Move in with me,” he said again. “You already stay here well past midnight. Sometimes you even crash on the couch. I have a spare room. You should move in.”
You scoffed. “I can’t just move in, Sabo. Its-”
“Why not?” he asked, finally looking up at you. “It wouldn’t be much different than now. Nothing would change except where you call home.”
Home. With Sabo. Surely you were setting yourself up for heartbreak here. But you agreed.
Three days later, you moved in with him. And while you still referred to each other as coworkers or friends, you also went home together. You cooked dinner together. You shared a bathroom, and worked in the study together.
You never had a break from him, but you didn’t mind. In fact, on your off days, the two of you often went and did something together. You read books together and talked about them over dinner. You went on walks, and trained, and only when you said goodnight did the two of you go your separate ways. Sabo to the room on the left, and you to the room on the right.
It was awkward at first, but you quickly found a way to cohabitate. Cooking and cleaning was infinitely more fun with Sabo by your side, and he laughed a lot more in your presence.
Ten months after you first met him, he finally came to the realization.
You were sitting at dinner, just the two of you. You had made pasta, and you had managed to get some sauce on your face while the two of you were eating.
Without thinking, Sabo leaned over and gently wiped it from your chin, and suddenly the entire world simultaneously flipped on its head and made so much sense.
“Oh,” Sabo whispered, still staring at the place where the sauce had been. “I think I could do this forever with you.”
Your heart was beating so loud in your chest, you were certain he could hear it.
“What do you mean?” you whispered, scared to be hopeful.
His eyes darted up to yours. “I think I love you. And I don’t ever want to lose you.”
“Sabo-” you breathed out, but he lunged across the table, connecting his lips with yours.
He pulled away far too soon, afraid he had ruined one of the only friendships he actually cared about.
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I know you might not feel the same way. I just realized and had to tell you.”
Part of you was certain this was a dream. But if it was, you never wanted to wake up.
“I feel the same,” you assured him. “I just wasn’t sure if you would ever…” You trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence.
He gave you a slightly devious smile, leaning back across the table to give you another kiss. “Well I do. And we have a lot of lost time to make up for.”
For the first time since you moved in, the two of you didn’t go separate ways for bed.
Hello, i love your writing and i was thinking... what about a zoro, law and maybe ace discovering that his small s / o has a reward of more than 1 000 000 that acts like its nothing but scares everyone when they arrive on a new island (he doesn't even know the reason until he sees the s/o's poster)
Hiya! Sorry for taking so long~ I actually misread the number as a billion and ended up planning before realizing the actual number... so they have super strong S/O 🤣 also started as headcanons but I went a bit wild and 3000 words later... here we are with scenarios🍀🤣
Askbox: Currently open
(Gender Neutral)
Scenario: Discovering their small S/O has a bounty of a billion.
Total word count: 3009
Word count: 984
Roronoa Zoro
The Straw-hats had finally anchored their ship at the island, it had been quite a few days since they got to disembark the ship and stretch their legs on land, as {Name} and Zoro took a look around seeing what there is, the crew had seemingly decided to separate for all their various reasons. However leaving {Name} and Zoro to their own devices, which was normal since they had a tendency to always be together and not only for navigational purposes, but since they were a couple – they figured they could do what they wanted together. They began taking a stroll, window shopping and glancing at what the various shops and stalls and everything the shopping district had to offer, unsure of what exactly he needed, but with his money; booze, a new sake gourd, a winter coat and maybe something for {Name} was definitely on his mind.
During their window shopping and perusing of various items, Zoro had absent-mindedly wandered away from {Name} as he lost sight of them and found himself walking in an unrecognizable alleyway. Going in circles as he is pretty sure he had walked past the same place several times as he was wandering around aimlessly, until he catches his name being mentioned.
“Did you see Roronoa Zoro is here… that’s a bounty of 320 million, it’s a good fetch…but the other one he was with… that’s {Name} – the Tiny Terror is worth—“ The stragglers were suddenly cut off by someone walking into the alley, tt was Zoro, at first he was listening due to curiosity, and he has never heard anything about {Name} having a bounty.
“Zoro? Zoro! Where did you go!?” Zoro perks up at hearing {Name} calling for him, staring down the random alley lurkers almost as if issuing a warning and sending a very clear message to stay away, walking away as he finally runs into {Name} – “I was so worried about you” they say, trying to catch their breath.
“How did you even get here?” {Name} questions, looking up at Zoro, noticing them huffing while trying to catch their breath, Zoro feels the need to ask if they had been running around whilst searching for him. However, that was not exactly the case as {Name} explained that some random people began chasing them. Zoro gets a flash of the conversation remembering what they were saying before he cut them off. “Hey {Name} do you have a bou-“
“THEY’RE OVER HERE” muffled various voices yelled from the distance, {Name} grabs Zoro and runs through the alley, coming out to the street, identifiably still within the shopping district. {Name} smiles and takes a deep breath, relaxing a bit at losing the random ruffians, strolling past some restaurants and stores, the people seemingly staring in complete disbelief. Not noticing the gawking and gazing eyes, {Name} approaches the one store, however at their approach people scatter in various directions. Zoro seems perturbed, feeling confused as to what they are running from, and if it happens to be from {Name}.
“What is everyone acting so afraid for?” Catching up to {Name}, he notices no movement from the people who have now fallen silent, no one running or scattering at him coming closer, so he know it is not him, but how could they be afraid of {Name?}
Lost in his thoughts, Zoro had not realized that he began squishing {Name’s} cheeks, being brought back to the present by their mumbling “Zoro what are you doing to my face…?” – He stops and pulls his hands back in surprise as {Name} rubs their red and aching cheeks.
Shifting over to a different store, the repetition of what happened earlier occurs and finally confirms Zoro suspicion – they are in fact afraid of {Name}
“{Name} why is everyone scared of you?” Zoro seems to ask, half expecting them not to know the answer, considering how nonchalantly they are reacting to everyone else’s blatant fear. “Oh… probably because of that” {Name} states, casually pointing to a wall littered with wanted posters, Zoro finally spots one…with a picture of {Name}, {Name} the Tiny Terror… Zoro stares, rereading the words as he erupts into hysterical laughter at the nickname given to {Name}, his sides hurt and tears form in the corner of his eyes, suddenly his laughter stops as he begins choking when he noticed the amount… 1 000 000 000 – he is frozen in complete shock. Running to the wall and ripping the poster off, he pulls it closer to his face; counting every zero and double checking, finally dragging {Name} away from their shopping, now realizing everything that occurred up until now. Zoro inquires on how they had managed to get a bounty so high. {Name} describes it as an incident, a singular incident that had just happened to land them a bounty worth a billion from the world government. {Name} had accidentally stumbled onto a major fight between marines and pirates, however {Name} was simply lost – the timing was not on their side as they were attacked by both the pirates and the marines, believing {Name} to be on their enemies side. Feeling annoyed {Name} had finally acted, at the end of it – left an entire field of incapacitated people as they continued to search. Zoro’s mouth hung open at the unbelievable story, all this time never knowing what an insane powerhouse his small S/O is… “Although I hate fighting – so prefer not to do it if not necessary” {Name} states shrugging their shoulders, as if wiping out a mini army of marines and pirates was necessity. “Probably will never happen again” – {Name} laughs it off. Zoro just stands there still not fully able to process this new information… “You’re terrifying {Name} – but I love you” he mumbles to himself as he sighs.
“So, what are we going to do about them?” Zoro asks pointing to the hoard of bloodthirsty bounty hunters.
Word Count: 1137
Trafalgar Law
The Heart pirates had decided to make a stop at an island, however not just any island – they had stopped there originally for medical supplies at Law’s behest. Since it is a trading hub, it had access to many different things from all over, and simply put: It made things much more accessible, and considering they were going to sail past it anyway, Law thought it would be a good idea to stock up on supplies.
Thinking it would be a good opportunity to spend some time out together, Law had invited his S/O to join him, without hesitation {Name} excitedly agrees, disembarking, Law couldn’t help but notice the general feeling of discontent that hung in the air along with the side eye glances of stares aimed in their direction, appearing to be weary of them – but Law just chalked it up to them being pirates, as not everyone had the most welcoming attitudes towards pirates.
They make their way through the unfamiliar town, Law finally spots a medical supply shop as they enter together, {Name} curiously looks at the various medical instruments, Law makes his way directly to the counter, greeting the merchant he begins to list off various things. {Name} still continuing their curious scanning of some unique medical supplies which that they had never seen before; realizing it’s probably because Law doesn’t have a need for certain instruments considering the Ope Ope no Mi… as Law continues reading through his list, the last few items seemed to be speciality based and so the elderly merchant informs him that he has many different kinds in the back storeroom. Inviting Law to choose his specifications himself to see which would be more comfortable fitting for his use; as they enter the back Law is slightly surprised at the wide variety of things he was looking for, but he found himself being grabbed by the man.
“Young man are you in trouble???” “Should I call the Navy?” “I can hide you” The old man seems to speak fast and mildly panicked.
Law is truly confused by the old man, brushing his hands off of his shoulders and feeling the rising feeling of annoyance. “What are you talking about?!” Law demands, he is not feeling amused by the actions of the stranger, the old man hushes Law, looking out towards {Name}
“They’re holding you hostage aren’t they?” The old speaks, visibly growing more distressed
“They’re my partner!” Law states with a raised voice, his annoyance now very evident at the actions of the old man.
“P…p-partner?... Do you have a death wish! How could you be involved with them!?” The old man seems to ask, completely sceptical to Law’s information.
Feeling extremely annoyed, Law storms out of the back to where {Name} is, they ask if everything is alright, considering they had heard Law raising his voice, grabbing their hand as Law marches out the store. Walking out, as they take to the streets again, Law began noticing more people being afraid of {Name} and going to unnecessary lengths to avoid them, or blatantly freaking out when they come within the proximity this does not resonate well with Law and causes a surge of anger in him, as it reminds him of something similar when Corazon had taken him to find treatment as a child and people had outright treated him like a monster.
Finally stopping while Law catches his breath from the vigorous walk they had just taken and trying to calm himself down, not being able to stand the people’s attitudes. {Name} easily picks up on Law growing more agitated as they speak in a softened tone. “It’s not their fault Law” {Name} states, feeling unaffected by their actions.
“Why are they treating you like that for no reason?!” Law snaps, not aimed at {Name} but just feeling angry at the way they’re being viewed. Shrugging their shoulders “There is a reason…”
Law raises an eyebrow in quizzical manner at their statement, looking at the notice board, {Name} pulls Law along with them to the middle of the town square, the regular side of the notice board is covered with ads for home businesses and the usual assortment. However on the other side, lays the board plastered with wanted posters. {Name} points towards the top, Law follows their finger and notices a picture of them…more than that, he notices the name on the poster, finding it adorable and hilarious as he looks at them with a face that says he just wants to laugh. “Say anything about the nickname and I’ll kick you” {Name} states plainly, already picking up on Law’s line of thinking. At this point he decides it is best to keep his comments to himself lest he wants bruised legs from {Name’s} kicks. Smiling he reaches up and decided to take the poster as a keepsake, removing the poster that had kept the amount hidden as he finally sees the price…
“{Name-ya}…do you have a twin I perhaps don’t know about?” Law asks
“Why?” {Name} tilts their head in confusion at the very unusual question
Law looks at them… trying to maintain his composure as he clears his throat attempting to keep his extreme surprise at bay – “{Name-ya} please explain…how you have a bounty of a billion?”
They suddenly appear to look very flustered as Law’s waits for their explanation.
“It was an accident…” {Name} chuckles nervously as their sentence trails off, Law assumes they meant the poster, “Error could be a possibility… perhaps a misprint?” Law thinks aloud
“I didn’t mean to destroy that marine fleet…it just kinda happened…” {Name} finally finishes what they were saying previously.
His eyes shoot open, finally registering what they said about destroying a fleet. Although he rephrases…’accidentally’ destroying a fleet.
“How do you accidentally destroy an entire fleet??” He seems to raise the question not knowing how to process the answer, though that is interrupted by the feeling of hostile intent. He spots some carelessly exposed Marines that during this whole exchange had surrounded them.
“Law are you ready?” {Name} speaks in a hushed tone, seemingly noticing the presence of the Marines as well.
“Yeah” he answers- readying himself, and wondering “Is this it…?” “Am I going to see {Name-ya’s} secret power??” “To see why they are worth a billion???” – he is feeling overwhelmed by excitement and anticipation.
{Name} picks up a stone and throws it out of the area, further than the reach of the Marine perimeter. “Law!”
Finally catching on and using a skilful succession of Room and Shambles they escape without much incident and go back to where the ship is hidden, although Law doesn’t admit it; he can’t help but hide his disappointment since he didn’t get to witness {Name} in action, however, they did promise that they will show him sometime.
Word Count: 888
Portgas D. Ace
Ace and his S/O were enjoying their time together with {Name} mentioning that the heat was a bit harsh. Feeling something being placed on their head as they look up at Ace who had his usually bright smile as he adjusted his hat on {Name’s} head; they came to the market place, their eyes being caught by a stall selling curios, trinkets, and other intriguing goods. Showing interest in the items, the merchant had began talking and explaining all the various items along with their most likely fictional histories, as a sudden strong gust of wind blew through the market, scooping Ace’s hat from {Name’s} head as they were quick enough to save it, though the sudden silence from ever prattling merchant brought Ace’s attention to his face, the merchants eyes were fixated on {Name} – his face twisted into an expression of absolute shock and horror as he began muttering something that Ace could not quite make out. Muttering, muttering and fumbling over the same phrase again and again, until finally he got out his intended words – “You’re the Tiny Terror!” the merchant stumbled back, accidentally knocking some of his merchandise off of the shelves as he clumsily tried to run away, tripping over and getting tangled in various items of his stall.
Ace looked at {Name} quizzically, noticing no real reaction to what he was saying as he burst out into laughter. “He called you a tiny terror…he’s not wrong” Ace playfully jests at his S/O’s smaller stature. {Name} pouts and without warning they punch Ace in the arm, to which Ace just laughs even more, his infectious smile and laugh causing one to spread on {Name’s} lips. After ruffling {Name’s} hair he finally places the hat back on their head. “I’m feeling hungry, let’s go find something to eat” Ace suggests, grabbing {Name’s} hand as they go on the hunt for food.
“Only if you promise not to fall asleep” they say playfully in response to Ace’s usual habits of falling asleep in the middle of his meals.
Eventually finding a tavern that Ace had sourced out by smell, in his opinion – smell of delicious food; the couple walk in and are met with a boisterous and busy atmosphere, the slamming of drinks on tables and drunken stupor, shanties and loud conversations are spread throughout the diverse crowd.
Eventually settling by an empty table, Ace begins his extravagant order enough to feed a small army, or in this case – Ace. {Name} takes off the hat and place it next to them on the table, a few minutes later the audible shift in the tavern goes from rambunctious to indistinct murmuring and finally complete silence, everyone seems too stunned and their eyes all lay directed at {Name}
Ace and {Name} eat without being affected by the completely inverse atmosphere, some random burly men step up to their table. Glancing over at Ace who is stuffing his face, “Do you know who you’re sitting with?” The one man asks, as Ace swallows his bite of food, flashing a large grin and referring to what the merchant had said earlier “A tiny terror” he laughs as he continues eating.
“You mean THE Tiny Terror” the other man corrects him, Ace perks up at this insistence on the correction, looking over at {Name} who is quietly eating their food, not paying any mind to the strangers. Though that soon changes when one of the strange men holds up a wanted poster of {Name} – Ace mildly chokes on his food, and looks at the poster. “Wow! {Name} you have a bounty of 1 million, that’s so cute” he chuckles, as the man apologises and moves his thumb, revealing the 3 missing digits.
This results in Ace’s laughter to cease as he drops his food, grabbing the poster from the man’s hand, he looks over at {Name} who continues eating in peace, completely nonchalant about the whole situation and Ace slams his hands on the table. “HOW!??? WHAT DID YOU DO?” Ace yells, mostly from overwhelming curiosity and excitement, the men pull Ace back and whisper in his ear. “We heard you’re strong… so if you help us, we’ll split the bounty evenly” they snicker as Ace glares at them, consequently leaving the two very beat up as he looks at them “That’s my partner you’re talking about” his voice seems intense and cold, warranting a series of extreme apologies from the two men who apologised for their mistake and rudeness.
Back to the question at hand he still wants to know about what his sweet S/O did to warrant them such a hefty bounty. {Name} looks at him and admits that they got into a fight once… just so happened to also be at a tavern and the person they fought with and defeated just so happened to be an admiral, not thinking much on that encounter {Name} takes a sip from their drink as Ace’s mouth hangs agape, at his S/O being so nonchalant about defeating an admiral and earning a billion bounty because of it. Stuffing his face with the rest of the food, Ace grabs his hat and{Name} and starts to rush out of the tavern, with {Name} being very confused
“Where are we going?”
“I absolutely need to brag to Pops about this” Ace replies with laughter.
Hello, i love your writing and i was thinking... what about a zoro, law and maybe ace discovering that his small s / o has a reward of more than 1 000 000 that acts like its nothing but scares everyone when they arrive on a new island (he doesn't even know the reason until he sees the s/o's poster)
Hiya! Sorry for taking so long~ I actually misread the number as a billion and ended up planning before realizing the actual number... so they have super strong S/O 🤣 also started as headcanons but I went a bit wild and 3000 words later... here we are with scenarios🍀🤣
Askbox: Currently open
(Gender Neutral)
Scenario: Discovering their small S/O has a bounty of a billion.
Total word count: 3009
Word count: 984
Roronoa Zoro
The Straw-hats had finally anchored their ship at the island, it had been quite a few days since they got to disembark the ship and stretch their legs on land, as {Name} and Zoro took a look around seeing what there is, the crew had seemingly decided to separate for all their various reasons. However leaving {Name} and Zoro to their own devices, which was normal since they had a tendency to always be together and not only for navigational purposes, but since they were a couple – they figured they could do what they wanted together. They began taking a stroll, window shopping and glancing at what the various shops and stalls and everything the shopping district had to offer, unsure of what exactly he needed, but with his money; booze, a new sake gourd, a winter coat and maybe something for {Name} was definitely on his mind.
During their window shopping and perusing of various items, Zoro had absent-mindedly wandered away from {Name} as he lost sight of them and found himself walking in an unrecognizable alleyway. Going in circles as he is pretty sure he had walked past the same place several times as he was wandering around aimlessly, until he catches his name being mentioned.
“Did you see Roronoa Zoro is here… that’s a bounty of 320 million, it’s a good fetch…but the other one he was with… that’s {Name} – the Tiny Terror is worth—“ The stragglers were suddenly cut off by someone walking into the alley, tt was Zoro, at first he was listening due to curiosity, and he has never heard anything about {Name} having a bounty.
“Zoro? Zoro! Where did you go!?” Zoro perks up at hearing {Name} calling for him, staring down the random alley lurkers almost as if issuing a warning and sending a very clear message to stay away, walking away as he finally runs into {Name} – “I was so worried about you” they say, trying to catch their breath.
“How did you even get here?” {Name} questions, looking up at Zoro, noticing them huffing while trying to catch their breath, Zoro feels the need to ask if they had been running around whilst searching for him. However, that was not exactly the case as {Name} explained that some random people began chasing them. Zoro gets a flash of the conversation remembering what they were saying before he cut them off. “Hey {Name} do you have a bou-“
“THEY’RE OVER HERE” muffled various voices yelled from the distance, {Name} grabs Zoro and runs through the alley, coming out to the street, identifiably still within the shopping district. {Name} smiles and takes a deep breath, relaxing a bit at losing the random ruffians, strolling past some restaurants and stores, the people seemingly staring in complete disbelief. Not noticing the gawking and gazing eyes, {Name} approaches the one store, however at their approach people scatter in various directions. Zoro seems perturbed, feeling confused as to what they are running from, and if it happens to be from {Name}.
“What is everyone acting so afraid for?” Catching up to {Name}, he notices no movement from the people who have now fallen silent, no one running or scattering at him coming closer, so he know it is not him, but how could they be afraid of {Name?}
Lost in his thoughts, Zoro had not realized that he began squishing {Name’s} cheeks, being brought back to the present by their mumbling “Zoro what are you doing to my face…?” – He stops and pulls his hands back in surprise as {Name} rubs their red and aching cheeks.
Shifting over to a different store, the repetition of what happened earlier occurs and finally confirms Zoro suspicion – they are in fact afraid of {Name}
“{Name} why is everyone scared of you?” Zoro seems to ask, half expecting them not to know the answer, considering how nonchalantly they are reacting to everyone else’s blatant fear. “Oh… probably because of that” {Name} states, casually pointing to a wall littered with wanted posters, Zoro finally spots one…with a picture of {Name}, {Name} the Tiny Terror… Zoro stares, rereading the words as he erupts into hysterical laughter at the nickname given to {Name}, his sides hurt and tears form in the corner of his eyes, suddenly his laughter stops as he begins choking when he noticed the amount… 1 000 000 000 – he is frozen in complete shock. Running to the wall and ripping the poster off, he pulls it closer to his face; counting every zero and double checking, finally dragging {Name} away from their shopping, now realizing everything that occurred up until now. Zoro inquires on how they had managed to get a bounty so high. {Name} describes it as an incident, a singular incident that had just happened to land them a bounty worth a billion from the world government. {Name} had accidentally stumbled onto a major fight between marines and pirates, however {Name} was simply lost – the timing was not on their side as they were attacked by both the pirates and the marines, believing {Name} to be on their enemies side. Feeling annoyed {Name} had finally acted, at the end of it – left an entire field of incapacitated people as they continued to search. Zoro’s mouth hung open at the unbelievable story, all this time never knowing what an insane powerhouse his small S/O is… “Although I hate fighting – so prefer not to do it if not necessary” {Name} states shrugging their shoulders, as if wiping out a mini army of marines and pirates was necessity. “Probably will never happen again” – {Name} laughs it off. Zoro just stands there still not fully able to process this new information… “You’re terrifying {Name} – but I love you” he mumbles to himself as he sighs.
“So, what are we going to do about them?” Zoro asks pointing to the hoard of bloodthirsty bounty hunters.
Word Count: 1137
Trafalgar Law
The Heart pirates had decided to make a stop at an island, however not just any island – they had stopped there originally for medical supplies at Law’s behest. Since it is a trading hub, it had access to many different things from all over, and simply put: It made things much more accessible, and considering they were going to sail past it anyway, Law thought it would be a good idea to stock up on supplies.
Thinking it would be a good opportunity to spend some time out together, Law had invited his S/O to join him, without hesitation {Name} excitedly agrees, disembarking, Law couldn’t help but notice the general feeling of discontent that hung in the air along with the side eye glances of stares aimed in their direction, appearing to be weary of them – but Law just chalked it up to them being pirates, as not everyone had the most welcoming attitudes towards pirates.
They make their way through the unfamiliar town, Law finally spots a medical supply shop as they enter together, {Name} curiously looks at the various medical instruments, Law makes his way directly to the counter, greeting the merchant he begins to list off various things. {Name} still continuing their curious scanning of some unique medical supplies which that they had never seen before; realizing it’s probably because Law doesn’t have a need for certain instruments considering the Ope Ope no Mi… as Law continues reading through his list, the last few items seemed to be speciality based and so the elderly merchant informs him that he has many different kinds in the back storeroom. Inviting Law to choose his specifications himself to see which would be more comfortable fitting for his use; as they enter the back Law is slightly surprised at the wide variety of things he was looking for, but he found himself being grabbed by the man.
“Young man are you in trouble???” “Should I call the Navy?” “I can hide you” The old man seems to speak fast and mildly panicked.
Law is truly confused by the old man, brushing his hands off of his shoulders and feeling the rising feeling of annoyance. “What are you talking about?!” Law demands, he is not feeling amused by the actions of the stranger, the old man hushes Law, looking out towards {Name}
“They’re holding you hostage aren’t they?” The old speaks, visibly growing more distressed
“They’re my partner!” Law states with a raised voice, his annoyance now very evident at the actions of the old man.
“P…p-partner?... Do you have a death wish! How could you be involved with them!?” The old man seems to ask, completely sceptical to Law’s information.
Feeling extremely annoyed, Law storms out of the back to where {Name} is, they ask if everything is alright, considering they had heard Law raising his voice, grabbing their hand as Law marches out the store. Walking out, as they take to the streets again, Law began noticing more people being afraid of {Name} and going to unnecessary lengths to avoid them, or blatantly freaking out when they come within the proximity this does not resonate well with Law and causes a surge of anger in him, as it reminds him of something similar when Corazon had taken him to find treatment as a child and people had outright treated him like a monster.
Finally stopping while Law catches his breath from the vigorous walk they had just taken and trying to calm himself down, not being able to stand the people’s attitudes. {Name} easily picks up on Law growing more agitated as they speak in a softened tone. “It’s not their fault Law” {Name} states, feeling unaffected by their actions.
“Why are they treating you like that for no reason?!” Law snaps, not aimed at {Name} but just feeling angry at the way they’re being viewed. Shrugging their shoulders “There is a reason…”
Law raises an eyebrow in quizzical manner at their statement, looking at the notice board, {Name} pulls Law along with them to the middle of the town square, the regular side of the notice board is covered with ads for home businesses and the usual assortment. However on the other side, lays the board plastered with wanted posters. {Name} points towards the top, Law follows their finger and notices a picture of them…more than that, he notices the name on the poster, finding it adorable and hilarious as he looks at them with a face that says he just wants to laugh. “Say anything about the nickname and I’ll kick you” {Name} states plainly, already picking up on Law’s line of thinking. At this point he decides it is best to keep his comments to himself lest he wants bruised legs from {Name’s} kicks. Smiling he reaches up and decided to take the poster as a keepsake, removing the poster that had kept the amount hidden as he finally sees the price…
“{Name-ya}…do you have a twin I perhaps don’t know about?” Law asks
“Why?” {Name} tilts their head in confusion at the very unusual question
Law looks at them… trying to maintain his composure as he clears his throat attempting to keep his extreme surprise at bay – “{Name-ya} please explain…how you have a bounty of a billion?”
They suddenly appear to look very flustered as Law’s waits for their explanation.
“It was an accident…” {Name} chuckles nervously as their sentence trails off, Law assumes they meant the poster, “Error could be a possibility… perhaps a misprint?” Law thinks aloud
“I didn’t mean to destroy that marine fleet…it just kinda happened…” {Name} finally finishes what they were saying previously.
His eyes shoot open, finally registering what they said about destroying a fleet. Although he rephrases…’accidentally’ destroying a fleet.
“How do you accidentally destroy an entire fleet??” He seems to raise the question not knowing how to process the answer, though that is interrupted by the feeling of hostile intent. He spots some carelessly exposed Marines that during this whole exchange had surrounded them.
“Law are you ready?” {Name} speaks in a hushed tone, seemingly noticing the presence of the Marines as well.
“Yeah” he answers- readying himself, and wondering “Is this it…?” “Am I going to see {Name-ya’s} secret power??” “To see why they are worth a billion???” – he is feeling overwhelmed by excitement and anticipation.
{Name} picks up a stone and throws it out of the area, further than the reach of the Marine perimeter. “Law!”
Finally catching on and using a skilful succession of Room and Shambles they escape without much incident and go back to where the ship is hidden, although Law doesn’t admit it; he can’t help but hide his disappointment since he didn’t get to witness {Name} in action, however, they did promise that they will show him sometime.
Word Count: 888
Portgas D. Ace
Ace and his S/O were enjoying their time together with {Name} mentioning that the heat was a bit harsh. Feeling something being placed on their head as they look up at Ace who had his usually bright smile as he adjusted his hat on {Name’s} head; they came to the market place, their eyes being caught by a stall selling curios, trinkets, and other intriguing goods. Showing interest in the items, the merchant had began talking and explaining all the various items along with their most likely fictional histories, as a sudden strong gust of wind blew through the market, scooping Ace’s hat from {Name’s} head as they were quick enough to save it, though the sudden silence from ever prattling merchant brought Ace’s attention to his face, the merchants eyes were fixated on {Name} – his face twisted into an expression of absolute shock and horror as he began muttering something that Ace could not quite make out. Muttering, muttering and fumbling over the same phrase again and again, until finally he got out his intended words – “You’re the Tiny Terror!” the merchant stumbled back, accidentally knocking some of his merchandise off of the shelves as he clumsily tried to run away, tripping over and getting tangled in various items of his stall.
Ace looked at {Name} quizzically, noticing no real reaction to what he was saying as he burst out into laughter. “He called you a tiny terror…he’s not wrong” Ace playfully jests at his S/O’s smaller stature. {Name} pouts and without warning they punch Ace in the arm, to which Ace just laughs even more, his infectious smile and laugh causing one to spread on {Name’s} lips. After ruffling {Name’s} hair he finally places the hat back on their head. “I’m feeling hungry, let’s go find something to eat” Ace suggests, grabbing {Name’s} hand as they go on the hunt for food.
“Only if you promise not to fall asleep” they say playfully in response to Ace’s usual habits of falling asleep in the middle of his meals.
Eventually finding a tavern that Ace had sourced out by smell, in his opinion – smell of delicious food; the couple walk in and are met with a boisterous and busy atmosphere, the slamming of drinks on tables and drunken stupor, shanties and loud conversations are spread throughout the diverse crowd.
Eventually settling by an empty table, Ace begins his extravagant order enough to feed a small army, or in this case – Ace. {Name} takes off the hat and place it next to them on the table, a few minutes later the audible shift in the tavern goes from rambunctious to indistinct murmuring and finally complete silence, everyone seems too stunned and their eyes all lay directed at {Name}
Ace and {Name} eat without being affected by the completely inverse atmosphere, some random burly men step up to their table. Glancing over at Ace who is stuffing his face, “Do you know who you’re sitting with?” The one man asks, as Ace swallows his bite of food, flashing a large grin and referring to what the merchant had said earlier “A tiny terror” he laughs as he continues eating.
“You mean THE Tiny Terror” the other man corrects him, Ace perks up at this insistence on the correction, looking over at {Name} who is quietly eating their food, not paying any mind to the strangers. Though that soon changes when one of the strange men holds up a wanted poster of {Name} – Ace mildly chokes on his food, and looks at the poster. “Wow! {Name} you have a bounty of 1 million, that’s so cute” he chuckles, as the man apologises and moves his thumb, revealing the 3 missing digits.
This results in Ace’s laughter to cease as he drops his food, grabbing the poster from the man’s hand, he looks over at {Name} who continues eating in peace, completely nonchalant about the whole situation and Ace slams his hands on the table. “HOW!??? WHAT DID YOU DO?” Ace yells, mostly from overwhelming curiosity and excitement, the men pull Ace back and whisper in his ear. “We heard you’re strong… so if you help us, we’ll split the bounty evenly” they snicker as Ace glares at them, consequently leaving the two very beat up as he looks at them “That’s my partner you’re talking about” his voice seems intense and cold, warranting a series of extreme apologies from the two men who apologised for their mistake and rudeness.
Back to the question at hand he still wants to know about what his sweet S/O did to warrant them such a hefty bounty. {Name} looks at him and admits that they got into a fight once… just so happened to also be at a tavern and the person they fought with and defeated just so happened to be an admiral, not thinking much on that encounter {Name} takes a sip from their drink as Ace’s mouth hangs agape, at his S/O being so nonchalant about defeating an admiral and earning a billion bounty because of it. Stuffing his face with the rest of the food, Ace grabs his hat and{Name} and starts to rush out of the tavern, with {Name} being very confused
“Where are we going?”
“I absolutely need to brag to Pops about this” Ace replies with laughter.
Hello, i love your writing and i was thinking... what about a zoro, law and maybe ace discovering that his small s / o has a reward of more than 1 000 000 that acts like its nothing but scares everyone when they arrive on a new island (he doesn't even know the reason until he sees the s/o's poster)
Hiya! Sorry for taking so long~ I actually misread the number as a billion and ended up planning before realizing the actual number... so they have super strong S/O 🤣 also started as headcanons but I went a bit wild and 3000 words later... here we are with scenarios🍀🤣
Askbox: Currently open
(Gender Neutral)
Scenario: Discovering their small S/O has a bounty of a billion.
Total word count: 3009
Word count: 984
Roronoa Zoro
The Straw-hats had finally anchored their ship at the island, it had been quite a few days since they got to disembark the ship and stretch their legs on land, as {Name} and Zoro took a look around seeing what there is, the crew had seemingly decided to separate for all their various reasons. However leaving {Name} and Zoro to their own devices, which was normal since they had a tendency to always be together and not only for navigational purposes, but since they were a couple – they figured they could do what they wanted together. They began taking a stroll, window shopping and glancing at what the various shops and stalls and everything the shopping district had to offer, unsure of what exactly he needed, but with his money; booze, a new sake gourd, a winter coat and maybe something for {Name} was definitely on his mind.
During their window shopping and perusing of various items, Zoro had absent-mindedly wandered away from {Name} as he lost sight of them and found himself walking in an unrecognizable alleyway. Going in circles as he is pretty sure he had walked past the same place several times as he was wandering around aimlessly, until he catches his name being mentioned.
“Did you see Roronoa Zoro is here… that’s a bounty of 320 million, it’s a good fetch…but the other one he was with… that’s {Name} – the Tiny Terror is worth—“ The stragglers were suddenly cut off by someone walking into the alley, tt was Zoro, at first he was listening due to curiosity, and he has never heard anything about {Name} having a bounty.
“Zoro? Zoro! Where did you go!?” Zoro perks up at hearing {Name} calling for him, staring down the random alley lurkers almost as if issuing a warning and sending a very clear message to stay away, walking away as he finally runs into {Name} – “I was so worried about you” they say, trying to catch their breath.
“How did you even get here?” {Name} questions, looking up at Zoro, noticing them huffing while trying to catch their breath, Zoro feels the need to ask if they had been running around whilst searching for him. However, that was not exactly the case as {Name} explained that some random people began chasing them. Zoro gets a flash of the conversation remembering what they were saying before he cut them off. “Hey {Name} do you have a bou-“
“THEY’RE OVER HERE” muffled various voices yelled from the distance, {Name} grabs Zoro and runs through the alley, coming out to the street, identifiably still within the shopping district. {Name} smiles and takes a deep breath, relaxing a bit at losing the random ruffians, strolling past some restaurants and stores, the people seemingly staring in complete disbelief. Not noticing the gawking and gazing eyes, {Name} approaches the one store, however at their approach people scatter in various directions. Zoro seems perturbed, feeling confused as to what they are running from, and if it happens to be from {Name}.
“What is everyone acting so afraid for?” Catching up to {Name}, he notices no movement from the people who have now fallen silent, no one running or scattering at him coming closer, so he know it is not him, but how could they be afraid of {Name?}
Lost in his thoughts, Zoro had not realized that he began squishing {Name’s} cheeks, being brought back to the present by their mumbling “Zoro what are you doing to my face…?” – He stops and pulls his hands back in surprise as {Name} rubs their red and aching cheeks.
Shifting over to a different store, the repetition of what happened earlier occurs and finally confirms Zoro suspicion – they are in fact afraid of {Name}
“{Name} why is everyone scared of you?” Zoro seems to ask, half expecting them not to know the answer, considering how nonchalantly they are reacting to everyone else’s blatant fear. “Oh… probably because of that” {Name} states, casually pointing to a wall littered with wanted posters, Zoro finally spots one…with a picture of {Name}, {Name} the Tiny Terror… Zoro stares, rereading the words as he erupts into hysterical laughter at the nickname given to {Name}, his sides hurt and tears form in the corner of his eyes, suddenly his laughter stops as he begins choking when he noticed the amount… 1 000 000 000 – he is frozen in complete shock. Running to the wall and ripping the poster off, he pulls it closer to his face; counting every zero and double checking, finally dragging {Name} away from their shopping, now realizing everything that occurred up until now. Zoro inquires on how they had managed to get a bounty so high. {Name} describes it as an incident, a singular incident that had just happened to land them a bounty worth a billion from the world government. {Name} had accidentally stumbled onto a major fight between marines and pirates, however {Name} was simply lost – the timing was not on their side as they were attacked by both the pirates and the marines, believing {Name} to be on their enemies side. Feeling annoyed {Name} had finally acted, at the end of it – left an entire field of incapacitated people as they continued to search. Zoro’s mouth hung open at the unbelievable story, all this time never knowing what an insane powerhouse his small S/O is… “Although I hate fighting – so prefer not to do it if not necessary” {Name} states shrugging their shoulders, as if wiping out a mini army of marines and pirates was necessity. “Probably will never happen again” – {Name} laughs it off. Zoro just stands there still not fully able to process this new information… “You’re terrifying {Name} – but I love you” he mumbles to himself as he sighs.
“So, what are we going to do about them?” Zoro asks pointing to the hoard of bloodthirsty bounty hunters.
Word Count: 1137
Trafalgar Law
The Heart pirates had decided to make a stop at an island, however not just any island – they had stopped there originally for medical supplies at Law’s behest. Since it is a trading hub, it had access to many different things from all over, and simply put: It made things much more accessible, and considering they were going to sail past it anyway, Law thought it would be a good idea to stock up on supplies.
Thinking it would be a good opportunity to spend some time out together, Law had invited his S/O to join him, without hesitation {Name} excitedly agrees, disembarking, Law couldn’t help but notice the general feeling of discontent that hung in the air along with the side eye glances of stares aimed in their direction, appearing to be weary of them – but Law just chalked it up to them being pirates, as not everyone had the most welcoming attitudes towards pirates.
They make their way through the unfamiliar town, Law finally spots a medical supply shop as they enter together, {Name} curiously looks at the various medical instruments, Law makes his way directly to the counter, greeting the merchant he begins to list off various things. {Name} still continuing their curious scanning of some unique medical supplies which that they had never seen before; realizing it’s probably because Law doesn’t have a need for certain instruments considering the Ope Ope no Mi… as Law continues reading through his list, the last few items seemed to be speciality based and so the elderly merchant informs him that he has many different kinds in the back storeroom. Inviting Law to choose his specifications himself to see which would be more comfortable fitting for his use; as they enter the back Law is slightly surprised at the wide variety of things he was looking for, but he found himself being grabbed by the man.
“Young man are you in trouble???” “Should I call the Navy?” “I can hide you” The old man seems to speak fast and mildly panicked.
Law is truly confused by the old man, brushing his hands off of his shoulders and feeling the rising feeling of annoyance. “What are you talking about?!” Law demands, he is not feeling amused by the actions of the stranger, the old man hushes Law, looking out towards {Name}
“They’re holding you hostage aren’t they?” The old speaks, visibly growing more distressed
“They’re my partner!” Law states with a raised voice, his annoyance now very evident at the actions of the old man.
“P…p-partner?... Do you have a death wish! How could you be involved with them!?” The old man seems to ask, completely sceptical to Law’s information.
Feeling extremely annoyed, Law storms out of the back to where {Name} is, they ask if everything is alright, considering they had heard Law raising his voice, grabbing their hand as Law marches out the store. Walking out, as they take to the streets again, Law began noticing more people being afraid of {Name} and going to unnecessary lengths to avoid them, or blatantly freaking out when they come within the proximity this does not resonate well with Law and causes a surge of anger in him, as it reminds him of something similar when Corazon had taken him to find treatment as a child and people had outright treated him like a monster.
Finally stopping while Law catches his breath from the vigorous walk they had just taken and trying to calm himself down, not being able to stand the people’s attitudes. {Name} easily picks up on Law growing more agitated as they speak in a softened tone. “It’s not their fault Law” {Name} states, feeling unaffected by their actions.
“Why are they treating you like that for no reason?!” Law snaps, not aimed at {Name} but just feeling angry at the way they’re being viewed. Shrugging their shoulders “There is a reason…”
Law raises an eyebrow in quizzical manner at their statement, looking at the notice board, {Name} pulls Law along with them to the middle of the town square, the regular side of the notice board is covered with ads for home businesses and the usual assortment. However on the other side, lays the board plastered with wanted posters. {Name} points towards the top, Law follows their finger and notices a picture of them…more than that, he notices the name on the poster, finding it adorable and hilarious as he looks at them with a face that says he just wants to laugh. “Say anything about the nickname and I’ll kick you” {Name} states plainly, already picking up on Law’s line of thinking. At this point he decides it is best to keep his comments to himself lest he wants bruised legs from {Name’s} kicks. Smiling he reaches up and decided to take the poster as a keepsake, removing the poster that had kept the amount hidden as he finally sees the price…
“{Name-ya}…do you have a twin I perhaps don’t know about?” Law asks
“Why?” {Name} tilts their head in confusion at the very unusual question
Law looks at them… trying to maintain his composure as he clears his throat attempting to keep his extreme surprise at bay – “{Name-ya} please explain…how you have a bounty of a billion?”
They suddenly appear to look very flustered as Law’s waits for their explanation.
“It was an accident…” {Name} chuckles nervously as their sentence trails off, Law assumes they meant the poster, “Error could be a possibility… perhaps a misprint?” Law thinks aloud
“I didn’t mean to destroy that marine fleet…it just kinda happened…” {Name} finally finishes what they were saying previously.
His eyes shoot open, finally registering what they said about destroying a fleet. Although he rephrases…’accidentally’ destroying a fleet.
“How do you accidentally destroy an entire fleet??” He seems to raise the question not knowing how to process the answer, though that is interrupted by the feeling of hostile intent. He spots some carelessly exposed Marines that during this whole exchange had surrounded them.
“Law are you ready?” {Name} speaks in a hushed tone, seemingly noticing the presence of the Marines as well.
“Yeah” he answers- readying himself, and wondering “Is this it…?” “Am I going to see {Name-ya’s} secret power??” “To see why they are worth a billion???” – he is feeling overwhelmed by excitement and anticipation.
{Name} picks up a stone and throws it out of the area, further than the reach of the Marine perimeter. “Law!”
Finally catching on and using a skilful succession of Room and Shambles they escape without much incident and go back to where the ship is hidden, although Law doesn’t admit it; he can’t help but hide his disappointment since he didn’t get to witness {Name} in action, however, they did promise that they will show him sometime.
Word Count: 888
Portgas D. Ace
Ace and his S/O were enjoying their time together with {Name} mentioning that the heat was a bit harsh. Feeling something being placed on their head as they look up at Ace who had his usually bright smile as he adjusted his hat on {Name’s} head; they came to the market place, their eyes being caught by a stall selling curios, trinkets, and other intriguing goods. Showing interest in the items, the merchant had began talking and explaining all the various items along with their most likely fictional histories, as a sudden strong gust of wind blew through the market, scooping Ace’s hat from {Name’s} head as they were quick enough to save it, though the sudden silence from ever prattling merchant brought Ace’s attention to his face, the merchants eyes were fixated on {Name} – his face twisted into an expression of absolute shock and horror as he began muttering something that Ace could not quite make out. Muttering, muttering and fumbling over the same phrase again and again, until finally he got out his intended words – “You’re the Tiny Terror!” the merchant stumbled back, accidentally knocking some of his merchandise off of the shelves as he clumsily tried to run away, tripping over and getting tangled in various items of his stall.
Ace looked at {Name} quizzically, noticing no real reaction to what he was saying as he burst out into laughter. “He called you a tiny terror…he’s not wrong” Ace playfully jests at his S/O’s smaller stature. {Name} pouts and without warning they punch Ace in the arm, to which Ace just laughs even more, his infectious smile and laugh causing one to spread on {Name’s} lips. After ruffling {Name’s} hair he finally places the hat back on their head. “I’m feeling hungry, let’s go find something to eat” Ace suggests, grabbing {Name’s} hand as they go on the hunt for food.
“Only if you promise not to fall asleep” they say playfully in response to Ace’s usual habits of falling asleep in the middle of his meals.
Eventually finding a tavern that Ace had sourced out by smell, in his opinion – smell of delicious food; the couple walk in and are met with a boisterous and busy atmosphere, the slamming of drinks on tables and drunken stupor, shanties and loud conversations are spread throughout the diverse crowd.
Eventually settling by an empty table, Ace begins his extravagant order enough to feed a small army, or in this case – Ace. {Name} takes off the hat and place it next to them on the table, a few minutes later the audible shift in the tavern goes from rambunctious to indistinct murmuring and finally complete silence, everyone seems too stunned and their eyes all lay directed at {Name}
Ace and {Name} eat without being affected by the completely inverse atmosphere, some random burly men step up to their table. Glancing over at Ace who is stuffing his face, “Do you know who you’re sitting with?” The one man asks, as Ace swallows his bite of food, flashing a large grin and referring to what the merchant had said earlier “A tiny terror” he laughs as he continues eating.
“You mean THE Tiny Terror” the other man corrects him, Ace perks up at this insistence on the correction, looking over at {Name} who is quietly eating their food, not paying any mind to the strangers. Though that soon changes when one of the strange men holds up a wanted poster of {Name} – Ace mildly chokes on his food, and looks at the poster. “Wow! {Name} you have a bounty of 1 million, that’s so cute” he chuckles, as the man apologises and moves his thumb, revealing the 3 missing digits.
This results in Ace’s laughter to cease as he drops his food, grabbing the poster from the man’s hand, he looks over at {Name} who continues eating in peace, completely nonchalant about the whole situation and Ace slams his hands on the table. “HOW!??? WHAT DID YOU DO?” Ace yells, mostly from overwhelming curiosity and excitement, the men pull Ace back and whisper in his ear. “We heard you’re strong… so if you help us, we’ll split the bounty evenly” they snicker as Ace glares at them, consequently leaving the two very beat up as he looks at them “That’s my partner you’re talking about” his voice seems intense and cold, warranting a series of extreme apologies from the two men who apologised for their mistake and rudeness.
Back to the question at hand he still wants to know about what his sweet S/O did to warrant them such a hefty bounty. {Name} looks at him and admits that they got into a fight once… just so happened to also be at a tavern and the person they fought with and defeated just so happened to be an admiral, not thinking much on that encounter {Name} takes a sip from their drink as Ace’s mouth hangs agape, at his S/O being so nonchalant about defeating an admiral and earning a billion bounty because of it. Stuffing his face with the rest of the food, Ace grabs his hat and{Name} and starts to rush out of the tavern, with {Name} being very confused
“Where are we going?”
“I absolutely need to brag to Pops about this” Ace replies with laughter.
Hello, i love your writing and i was thinking... what about a zoro, law and maybe ace discovering that his small s / o has a reward of more than 1 000 000 that acts like its nothing but scares everyone when they arrive on a new island (he doesn't even know the reason until he sees the s/o's poster)
Hiya! Sorry for taking so long~ I actually misread the number as a billion and ended up planning before realizing the actual number... so they have super strong S/O 🤣 also started as headcanons but I went a bit wild and 3000 words later... here we are with scenarios🍀🤣
Askbox: Currently open
(Gender Neutral)
Scenario: Discovering their small S/O has a bounty of a billion.
Total word count: 3009
Word count: 984
Roronoa Zoro
The Straw-hats had finally anchored their ship at the island, it had been quite a few days since they got to disembark the ship and stretch their legs on land, as {Name} and Zoro took a look around seeing what there is, the crew had seemingly decided to separate for all their various reasons. However leaving {Name} and Zoro to their own devices, which was normal since they had a tendency to always be together and not only for navigational purposes, but since they were a couple – they figured they could do what they wanted together. They began taking a stroll, window shopping and glancing at what the various shops and stalls and everything the shopping district had to offer, unsure of what exactly he needed, but with his money; booze, a new sake gourd, a winter coat and maybe something for {Name} was definitely on his mind.
During their window shopping and perusing of various items, Zoro had absent-mindedly wandered away from {Name} as he lost sight of them and found himself walking in an unrecognizable alleyway. Going in circles as he is pretty sure he had walked past the same place several times as he was wandering around aimlessly, until he catches his name being mentioned.
“Did you see Roronoa Zoro is here… that’s a bounty of 320 million, it’s a good fetch…but the other one he was with… that’s {Name} – the Tiny Terror is worth—“ The stragglers were suddenly cut off by someone walking into the alley, tt was Zoro, at first he was listening due to curiosity, and he has never heard anything about {Name} having a bounty.
“Zoro? Zoro! Where did you go!?” Zoro perks up at hearing {Name} calling for him, staring down the random alley lurkers almost as if issuing a warning and sending a very clear message to stay away, walking away as he finally runs into {Name} – “I was so worried about you” they say, trying to catch their breath.
“How did you even get here?” {Name} questions, looking up at Zoro, noticing them huffing while trying to catch their breath, Zoro feels the need to ask if they had been running around whilst searching for him. However, that was not exactly the case as {Name} explained that some random people began chasing them. Zoro gets a flash of the conversation remembering what they were saying before he cut them off. “Hey {Name} do you have a bou-“
“THEY’RE OVER HERE” muffled various voices yelled from the distance, {Name} grabs Zoro and runs through the alley, coming out to the street, identifiably still within the shopping district. {Name} smiles and takes a deep breath, relaxing a bit at losing the random ruffians, strolling past some restaurants and stores, the people seemingly staring in complete disbelief. Not noticing the gawking and gazing eyes, {Name} approaches the one store, however at their approach people scatter in various directions. Zoro seems perturbed, feeling confused as to what they are running from, and if it happens to be from {Name}.
“What is everyone acting so afraid for?” Catching up to {Name}, he notices no movement from the people who have now fallen silent, no one running or scattering at him coming closer, so he know it is not him, but how could they be afraid of {Name?}
Lost in his thoughts, Zoro had not realized that he began squishing {Name’s} cheeks, being brought back to the present by their mumbling “Zoro what are you doing to my face…?” – He stops and pulls his hands back in surprise as {Name} rubs their red and aching cheeks.
Shifting over to a different store, the repetition of what happened earlier occurs and finally confirms Zoro suspicion – they are in fact afraid of {Name}
“{Name} why is everyone scared of you?” Zoro seems to ask, half expecting them not to know the answer, considering how nonchalantly they are reacting to everyone else’s blatant fear. “Oh… probably because of that” {Name} states, casually pointing to a wall littered with wanted posters, Zoro finally spots one…with a picture of {Name}, {Name} the Tiny Terror… Zoro stares, rereading the words as he erupts into hysterical laughter at the nickname given to {Name}, his sides hurt and tears form in the corner of his eyes, suddenly his laughter stops as he begins choking when he noticed the amount… 1 000 000 000 – he is frozen in complete shock. Running to the wall and ripping the poster off, he pulls it closer to his face; counting every zero and double checking, finally dragging {Name} away from their shopping, now realizing everything that occurred up until now. Zoro inquires on how they had managed to get a bounty so high. {Name} describes it as an incident, a singular incident that had just happened to land them a bounty worth a billion from the world government. {Name} had accidentally stumbled onto a major fight between marines and pirates, however {Name} was simply lost – the timing was not on their side as they were attacked by both the pirates and the marines, believing {Name} to be on their enemies side. Feeling annoyed {Name} had finally acted, at the end of it – left an entire field of incapacitated people as they continued to search. Zoro’s mouth hung open at the unbelievable story, all this time never knowing what an insane powerhouse his small S/O is… “Although I hate fighting – so prefer not to do it if not necessary” {Name} states shrugging their shoulders, as if wiping out a mini army of marines and pirates was necessity. “Probably will never happen again” – {Name} laughs it off. Zoro just stands there still not fully able to process this new information… “You’re terrifying {Name} – but I love you” he mumbles to himself as he sighs.
“So, what are we going to do about them?” Zoro asks pointing to the hoard of bloodthirsty bounty hunters.
Word Count: 1137
Trafalgar Law
The Heart pirates had decided to make a stop at an island, however not just any island – they had stopped there originally for medical supplies at Law’s behest. Since it is a trading hub, it had access to many different things from all over, and simply put: It made things much more accessible, and considering they were going to sail past it anyway, Law thought it would be a good idea to stock up on supplies.
Thinking it would be a good opportunity to spend some time out together, Law had invited his S/O to join him, without hesitation {Name} excitedly agrees, disembarking, Law couldn’t help but notice the general feeling of discontent that hung in the air along with the side eye glances of stares aimed in their direction, appearing to be weary of them – but Law just chalked it up to them being pirates, as not everyone had the most welcoming attitudes towards pirates.
They make their way through the unfamiliar town, Law finally spots a medical supply shop as they enter together, {Name} curiously looks at the various medical instruments, Law makes his way directly to the counter, greeting the merchant he begins to list off various things. {Name} still continuing their curious scanning of some unique medical supplies which that they had never seen before; realizing it’s probably because Law doesn’t have a need for certain instruments considering the Ope Ope no Mi… as Law continues reading through his list, the last few items seemed to be speciality based and so the elderly merchant informs him that he has many different kinds in the back storeroom. Inviting Law to choose his specifications himself to see which would be more comfortable fitting for his use; as they enter the back Law is slightly surprised at the wide variety of things he was looking for, but he found himself being grabbed by the man.
“Young man are you in trouble???” “Should I call the Navy?” “I can hide you” The old man seems to speak fast and mildly panicked.
Law is truly confused by the old man, brushing his hands off of his shoulders and feeling the rising feeling of annoyance. “What are you talking about?!” Law demands, he is not feeling amused by the actions of the stranger, the old man hushes Law, looking out towards {Name}
“They’re holding you hostage aren’t they?” The old speaks, visibly growing more distressed
“They’re my partner!” Law states with a raised voice, his annoyance now very evident at the actions of the old man.
“P…p-partner?... Do you have a death wish! How could you be involved with them!?” The old man seems to ask, completely sceptical to Law’s information.
Feeling extremely annoyed, Law storms out of the back to where {Name} is, they ask if everything is alright, considering they had heard Law raising his voice, grabbing their hand as Law marches out the store. Walking out, as they take to the streets again, Law began noticing more people being afraid of {Name} and going to unnecessary lengths to avoid them, or blatantly freaking out when they come within the proximity this does not resonate well with Law and causes a surge of anger in him, as it reminds him of something similar when Corazon had taken him to find treatment as a child and people had outright treated him like a monster.
Finally stopping while Law catches his breath from the vigorous walk they had just taken and trying to calm himself down, not being able to stand the people’s attitudes. {Name} easily picks up on Law growing more agitated as they speak in a softened tone. “It’s not their fault Law” {Name} states, feeling unaffected by their actions.
“Why are they treating you like that for no reason?!” Law snaps, not aimed at {Name} but just feeling angry at the way they’re being viewed. Shrugging their shoulders “There is a reason…”
Law raises an eyebrow in quizzical manner at their statement, looking at the notice board, {Name} pulls Law along with them to the middle of the town square, the regular side of the notice board is covered with ads for home businesses and the usual assortment. However on the other side, lays the board plastered with wanted posters. {Name} points towards the top, Law follows their finger and notices a picture of them…more than that, he notices the name on the poster, finding it adorable and hilarious as he looks at them with a face that says he just wants to laugh. “Say anything about the nickname and I’ll kick you” {Name} states plainly, already picking up on Law’s line of thinking. At this point he decides it is best to keep his comments to himself lest he wants bruised legs from {Name’s} kicks. Smiling he reaches up and decided to take the poster as a keepsake, removing the poster that had kept the amount hidden as he finally sees the price…
“{Name-ya}…do you have a twin I perhaps don’t know about?” Law asks
“Why?” {Name} tilts their head in confusion at the very unusual question
Law looks at them… trying to maintain his composure as he clears his throat attempting to keep his extreme surprise at bay – “{Name-ya} please explain…how you have a bounty of a billion?”
They suddenly appear to look very flustered as Law’s waits for their explanation.
“It was an accident…” {Name} chuckles nervously as their sentence trails off, Law assumes they meant the poster, “Error could be a possibility… perhaps a misprint?” Law thinks aloud
“I didn’t mean to destroy that marine fleet…it just kinda happened…” {Name} finally finishes what they were saying previously.
His eyes shoot open, finally registering what they said about destroying a fleet. Although he rephrases…’accidentally’ destroying a fleet.
“How do you accidentally destroy an entire fleet??” He seems to raise the question not knowing how to process the answer, though that is interrupted by the feeling of hostile intent. He spots some carelessly exposed Marines that during this whole exchange had surrounded them.
“Law are you ready?” {Name} speaks in a hushed tone, seemingly noticing the presence of the Marines as well.
“Yeah” he answers- readying himself, and wondering “Is this it…?” “Am I going to see {Name-ya’s} secret power??” “To see why they are worth a billion???” – he is feeling overwhelmed by excitement and anticipation.
{Name} picks up a stone and throws it out of the area, further than the reach of the Marine perimeter. “Law!”
Finally catching on and using a skilful succession of Room and Shambles they escape without much incident and go back to where the ship is hidden, although Law doesn’t admit it; he can’t help but hide his disappointment since he didn’t get to witness {Name} in action, however, they did promise that they will show him sometime.
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Portgas D. Ace
Ace and his S/O were enjoying their time together with {Name} mentioning that the heat was a bit harsh. Feeling something being placed on their head as they look up at Ace who had his usually bright smile as he adjusted his hat on {Name’s} head; they came to the market place, their eyes being caught by a stall selling curios, trinkets, and other intriguing goods. Showing interest in the items, the merchant had began talking and explaining all the various items along with their most likely fictional histories, as a sudden strong gust of wind blew through the market, scooping Ace’s hat from {Name’s} head as they were quick enough to save it, though the sudden silence from ever prattling merchant brought Ace’s attention to his face, the merchants eyes were fixated on {Name} – his face twisted into an expression of absolute shock and horror as he began muttering something that Ace could not quite make out. Muttering, muttering and fumbling over the same phrase again and again, until finally he got out his intended words – “You’re the Tiny Terror!” the merchant stumbled back, accidentally knocking some of his merchandise off of the shelves as he clumsily tried to run away, tripping over and getting tangled in various items of his stall.
Ace looked at {Name} quizzically, noticing no real reaction to what he was saying as he burst out into laughter. “He called you a tiny terror…he’s not wrong” Ace playfully jests at his S/O’s smaller stature. {Name} pouts and without warning they punch Ace in the arm, to which Ace just laughs even more, his infectious smile and laugh causing one to spread on {Name’s} lips. After ruffling {Name’s} hair he finally places the hat back on their head. “I’m feeling hungry, let’s go find something to eat” Ace suggests, grabbing {Name’s} hand as they go on the hunt for food.
“Only if you promise not to fall asleep” they say playfully in response to Ace’s usual habits of falling asleep in the middle of his meals.
Eventually finding a tavern that Ace had sourced out by smell, in his opinion – smell of delicious food; the couple walk in and are met with a boisterous and busy atmosphere, the slamming of drinks on tables and drunken stupor, shanties and loud conversations are spread throughout the diverse crowd.
Eventually settling by an empty table, Ace begins his extravagant order enough to feed a small army, or in this case – Ace. {Name} takes off the hat and place it next to them on the table, a few minutes later the audible shift in the tavern goes from rambunctious to indistinct murmuring and finally complete silence, everyone seems too stunned and their eyes all lay directed at {Name}
Ace and {Name} eat without being affected by the completely inverse atmosphere, some random burly men step up to their table. Glancing over at Ace who is stuffing his face, “Do you know who you’re sitting with?” The one man asks, as Ace swallows his bite of food, flashing a large grin and referring to what the merchant had said earlier “A tiny terror” he laughs as he continues eating.
“You mean THE Tiny Terror” the other man corrects him, Ace perks up at this insistence on the correction, looking over at {Name} who is quietly eating their food, not paying any mind to the strangers. Though that soon changes when one of the strange men holds up a wanted poster of {Name} – Ace mildly chokes on his food, and looks at the poster. “Wow! {Name} you have a bounty of 1 million, that’s so cute” he chuckles, as the man apologises and moves his thumb, revealing the 3 missing digits.
This results in Ace’s laughter to cease as he drops his food, grabbing the poster from the man’s hand, he looks over at {Name} who continues eating in peace, completely nonchalant about the whole situation and Ace slams his hands on the table. “HOW!??? WHAT DID YOU DO?” Ace yells, mostly from overwhelming curiosity and excitement, the men pull Ace back and whisper in his ear. “We heard you’re strong… so if you help us, we’ll split the bounty evenly” they snicker as Ace glares at them, consequently leaving the two very beat up as he looks at them “That’s my partner you’re talking about” his voice seems intense and cold, warranting a series of extreme apologies from the two men who apologised for their mistake and rudeness.
Back to the question at hand he still wants to know about what his sweet S/O did to warrant them such a hefty bounty. {Name} looks at him and admits that they got into a fight once… just so happened to also be at a tavern and the person they fought with and defeated just so happened to be an admiral, not thinking much on that encounter {Name} takes a sip from their drink as Ace’s mouth hangs agape, at his S/O being so nonchalant about defeating an admiral and earning a billion bounty because of it. Stuffing his face with the rest of the food, Ace grabs his hat and{Name} and starts to rush out of the tavern, with {Name} being very confused
“Where are we going?”
“I absolutely need to brag to Pops about this” Ace replies with laughter.
Ghost in the Sheets
❤︎ portgas d ace x reader ❤︎
warning! : this story contains spoilers for episode 483 of one piece! read at your own risk.
warning (two) ! : this is sad. (poetic, but sad. i was going thru it.)
cw: established romantic relationship, kissing, cuddling, angst, loss, grief.
word count: ~700
tagging: @bby-deerling @maddddstuff
Ghost in the Sheets
You find yourself wrapped in Ace's arms, nestled comfortably in bed together. The soft glow of moonlight filters through the curtains, casting a gentle illumination on the room. You feel his warmth beside you, his steady breaths lulling you into a state of contentment.
In the quiet intimacy of the night, you share whispered conversations and tender touches, lost in the simple pleasure of each other's company.
"You know, I could stay like this forever," Ace murmurs, his voice low and soothing.
You smile, snuggling closer to him. "Me too. Just you and me, forever."
As the night deepens, the world outside fades away, leaving only the two of you in your own little sanctuary. You find yourselves tangled in the sheets, playful kisses exchanged between whispered words and soft laughter.
Ace's touch sends shivers down your spine, his fingers tracing patterns along your skin as you revel in the warmth of his embrace. Each moment feels like a stolen treasure, precious and fleeting, as you lose yourselves in the rhythm of each other's hearts.
Giggles and sighs fill the room as you playfully wrestle for dominance of the blankets, the moonlight casting playful shadows across the walls. You feel a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that in this moment, you are exactly where you belong.
As you both finally settle back into the warmth of the covers, a serene silence envelops the room. With a gentle sigh, Ace caresses your cheek, his eyes filled with an unspoken tenderness that speaks volumes.
"I love you," he whispers.
A smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you meet his gaze, feeling the weight of his words wash over you like a warm embrace. "I love you too."
In that moment, time seems to stand still, the world outside fading into insignificance as you bask in the glow of each other's presence. It's a simple declaration, but one that holds the power to move mountains.
With a contented sigh, you nestle closer to Ace, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat echoing your own. You know that you are exactly where you belong – in the arms of the person who completes you in ways you never thought possible.
——
As the night wears on, you hold onto the fleeting moments with Ace, cherishing every laugh, every touch, every whispered confession of love. But as the first light of dawn begins to filter through the curtains, a sense of impending loss washes over you.
You feel the dream slipping away, like sand through your fingers, as the warmth of Ace's embrace fades into the cold light of day. Panic grips your heart as you cling desperately to the remnants of the dream, knowing that once the sun fully rises, he'll be gone from your grasp.
Tears prickle at the corners of your eyes as you watch the room slowly brighten, the shadows of the night retreating before the relentless march of morning.
As light begins to fill the room, you feel a sense of reluctance stirring within you. Reality beckons, its call growing louder by the second; piercing, unavoidable. It pulls you away from this perfect moment and back to where the harsh world awaits, just beyond the confines of your room.
“Ace,” you murmur anxiously, “The sun’s coming up.”
“Ace?”
——
With a sharp gasp, you bolt upright in bed, your heart pounding in your chest. Panic courses through your veins as you frantically search the empty space beside you, desperate for any sign of Ace.
But the bed remains empty, the sheets cool to the touch, and the room silent except for the sound of your own ragged breaths.
Tears well in your eyes as you cling to the fading remnants, longing for just a few more moments in his embrace. But the harsh reality of his absence refuses to be ignored, leaving you with nothing but a hollow ache in your chest.
Why’d you have to wake up?
author's note: imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry
FLUFF! SWEET! ADORABLE! Fem S/O x Zoro, Luffy, Sanji, Ace, and Law hcs! Feeling lonely whenever their lover is busy, S/O sewed together a plushie version of her lover to keep her busy and confess secrets to her plushie like she was the one who are the last cake piece or something! And their lover has been feeling lonely bc S/O hasn’t been hanging with them that much!
A/N: :) this was so cute to make. I hope I had the right idea <3
Characters: F! reader x Zoro, Luffy, Sanji, Ace, Law
Cw: just some fluff for your soul :) maybe a few brief moments of angst/sadness, but it's all happy endings, alcohol/drunk mention in Ace’s
Total word count: 4k (about 600-1k for each person)
A Plushie Substitute
Zoro
You hadn’t seen Zoro in a few hours, which wasn’t uncommon. He had been training extra hard here recently, and that resulted in you seeing your boyfriend even less than you normally did. You tried not to be too upset with the circumstances; you knew Zoro’s dream was to become the greatest swordsman in the world, and you would never get in the way of that. So instead, you created a small green-headed plushie with only one eye to take his place when you needed him while he was busy. You whispered your crew gossip to him that you got from Nami, and humorously found that the plushie Zoro spoke about as much as the real Zoro when you relayed the ship drama to him.
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Zoro had done 1,000 push ups, 500 crunches, and 200 dumbbell squats. He had trained in all of the sword handling positions with his three swords and with weighted barbells until he had perfected each stance. He had worked all morning and all afternoon without stopping, and now all he wanted to do was see you. He wanted to sit in silence while you chatted about your day and filled him in on everything he had missed while he was training. A piece of him had hoped you would come up and interrupt his workout at some point, even if you just quietly existed together, but you hadn’t. So he set off to find you.
--
Zoro eyed around the ship, looking for you in your normal spots on the deck. “Oi, Nami,” he called to the navigator. “Do you know where y/n is?”
Nami glared at Zoro for a moment, and then rolled her eyes. “I saw her on the stern a few minutes ago, staring off into the sea. Might wanna check on her.”
He walked to the rear of the boat, keeping his eye out for you. He found you sitting on the railing staring out to sea, just like Nami said. You appeared to be mumbling softly to someone, but he didn’t see anyone around you who you could be talking to.
As he approached, you could hear someone coming up behind you, and you stopped speaking to plushie Zoro and quickly tucked him safely away.
Zoro came over, easily hoisting himself up over the railing to sit next to you. He wrapped his arm around you to hold your waist, and you leaned into him, resting your head against his muscular chest. He pulled you closer into him, chuckling softly. He always loved when you snuggled up into him, and you loved being so close to him in simple ways.
You remained quiet, enjoying the silence with him. He looked over at you curiously, waiting for you to start talking about your day like normal, but you didn’t speak up. Finally he decided to prompt you, wanting to hear your voice. “How was your day?”
“It was good! I hung out with Nami on the deck for a bit.” You attempt to keep your recap of the day brief, not wanting to bother him with all of the boring details. You had already gotten all of the chattiness and gossip out of your system by talking to his plushie replacement.
Zoro waits for you to expand, but you don’t, and he starts to grow concerned over your lack of conversation. He thought about how he heard you earlier when he approached, talking and laughing to some unseen person. He squeezed you lightly in an attempt to comfort you, though he wasn’t sure what he was comforting you from. “You okay? Who were you chatting with earlier when I arrived?”
You blush. “I’m okay. I was just talking to…well, you.” You pause, and you see a confused look pass over Zoro’s face. You reluctantly pull out the plushie you’ve created and show your boyfriend. You expect him to laugh at you or make some kind of joke, but he just silently takes the plushie from your hand and examines it for a few minutes.
“You made this?” He finally asks. You simply nod in response.
“It looks just like me. It even has a little haramaki and a bandana like mine.” He pauses for a moment to kiss your temple. “This looks really great. But why did you make it?”
Your eyes stay fixed on the plushie. “I just didn’t want to interrupt your workouts, and I know you don’t care much for the drama that I usually tell you about. I created him to help with that. That way I can still tell someone and you don’t have to listen to all my annoying rambling and-”
“Your rambling is not annoying,” Zoro says, cutting you off. “I like your voice. And I like your presence.” He hands the plushie back to you. “Keep this guy of course, but you can always talk to me about anything you want to, and you’re always welcome in the crow’s nest when I’m training. Actually, you should come up tomorrow. I can use you for some new workouts I’d like to try.”
You laugh at that sentiment, but you don’t continue the conversation anymore. You all stay quiet for a while before the moss-haired man speaks up again. “Y/N?”
“Hm?”
His cheeks are tinted as you look his way. “I’m sorry if I made you feel like you couldn’t talk to me. I’m not always a good talker, but I do always listen to you.”
“No, Zoro. It’s not that at all! I just…I just thought you weren’t interested, and I didn’t want to bother you with the silly stuff.”
“You can bother me now, if you’d like.”
And so you all sit on the railing, watching the sun sink into the sea. You talk, he listens, and all is right with the world.
Luffy
It had been a long time since you had joined Luffy on an island adventure. He was always the type to run off and find trouble before the Sunny had even docked, whereas you preferred to take your time and do a check before you ventured to a new island. You didn’t mind the distance you two usually had on an island, but you did miss sharing an adventure with your boyfriend. Still, you refused to complain or stand in the way of his adventure, so you created a smaller version of him, working on as many small details as you could to make him as realistic as possible. And when you finished, you secured him onto your backpack, ready to set out on an adventure with a version of him.
--
Luffy had been wandering around for several hours now, looking for something to do. There were small adventures he had found, like herding a farmer’s cattle and exploring some random caves. He even found giant holes in the ground with random artifacts and cool shining crystals, but he didn’t have much use for any of those things, and found it all relatively boring. This island was mostly safe, unfortunately for him, and now he just wanted to find you and try to explore more or head off to the next island.
--
“Oh, cool!” You hear Luffy behind you, rapidly approaching. You brace yourself just in time, and you feel the strawhat man crash into you from behind. His momentum sends you both tumbling into the dirt.
“Luuuuufffffyyyy!” You’re now face down against the ground and Luffy is sitting on top of you, looking at your backpack with a deep interest. He seems to be completely unaware of the chaos his entrance just caused, or that you are struggling underneath him to get up.
“Oh man, this is so cool! It’s like a mini-me! The straw hat and the scars and even the sandals! It’s perfect!” He bends down to meet your face and grins. “Hey, y/n! Who made this? I want one of you too!”
You sigh, giving up hope of getting up anytime soon, and answer his question. “I made it, Luffy.”
“No way! It looks amazing! I knew you could make stuff, but I had no idea you were this talented. Can you make me one of you too? So we can match!” His eyes glisten with hope as he’s turning the little doll over in his fingers, examining the details you managed to incorporate.
“Sure, Luffy.” You’re being short with him, and he’s finally starting to notice.
His eyes break away from the doll and finally look at you. “Hm? You okay? Do you need me to get up?”
“No, Luffy. It’s fine. I just made Mini-Luffy and clipped him onto my backpack so we could keep going on adventures together.”
“But we always go on adventures,” He questions. “We’re on one right now, aren’t we?”
“I know, but we’re usually split up during the whole thing. And I just, I don’t know…” You had promised yourself you wouldn’t get mad at Luffy for being a captain, for wanting adventure, but you realize now it really did hurt to be separated from him during important moments. “I don’t want to be left behind.”
Luffy gets off your back and stands, silently reaching out a hand to help you to your feet. He readjusts his hat to hide his face, and then takes your hand. “I’m sorry, y/n,” and you can hear the shame in his voice. “I won’t leave you ever again.”
You laugh at that, and you feel a little better now that you’ve gotten that fear off your chest. “Don’t be silly, Luffy.” You give him a peck on his cheek, right under his scar. “I’m not asking you to do that. Just maybe in the future when you slingshot to an island, take me with you every now and then, okay?”
He grins his classic, wide smile,and he nods. “Deal!”
Relief rushes through you, and you relax a bit. Now that you’ve talked to him about your worries, you want to know what his adventures have been on this island. “So, what did you find here? Anything interesting?”
He talks your ear off the whole way back to the ship, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. When you get back, you start working on a plushie look-alike of you for Luffy, and hand it to him a few days later. He loops it around his belt, grinning widely. “Now we’ll never be apart!”
When the next island appears, he slingshots away without you, but you choose to laugh at his hastiness to get to the island. It doesn’t bother you as much now, now that you’ve talked to him about it. But he quickly returns, wraps a rubber arm around you, and takes off again, laughing the whole way. “Almost forgot, but I’ll always come back for you!”
Sanji
Sanji had been gone for a while now, beckoned away again by your hungry captain. It had probably been the tenth time today that he had gotten up to make food for someone on the ship, but that was the duty that came along with the title of being the Sunny’s chef. You were normally pretty good about being on your own while Sanji had to work, but today you wanted to be around him. You went to your room to find some scrap cloth to piece together a Sanji stand-in for the time being.
--
The stove was still hot as Sanji cleaned up from Luffy’s eleventh meal of the day. He wasn’t sure if it was the calm ocean that made Luffy so restless and hungry, but Sanji was starting to get nervous about food rations. He never minded cooking for people of course, but it felt like he was spending more time cooking for his captain than he was spending time with you. He wanted nothing more than to run out to you and cover you in a shower of kisses to make up for lost time, but he knew he couldn’t leave the kitchen such a mess. While he cleaned up, he whipped up your favorite drink and snacks to bring out to you, excited to see your face again.
--
Sanji strode towards you, thrilled to see you still sunning on the deck in your bathing suit. He had already taken Nami and Robin their own snacks, and left out other snacks for the boys if they got hungry. Hopefully that would give him a few hours of peace alone with you.
“Y/N-swannnn,” he cooed to you as he approached, but stopped when he saw something in his seat. He looked at it curiously as he got closer, and he realized it was a small replica of himself.
His sudden silence prompted you to open one of your eyes, and you saw him looking at the doll you had put in his seat. “Oh…” you stutter, starting to sit up to explain.
“Y/N-swannnn! Did you make this?!?!” Sanji sets down your refreshments and picks up the doll, pausing briefly to give it a thorough examination. “It’s perfect!” he gushes. “You’ve created such a beautiful piece of work! It’s so-”
“It’s just for when you’re busy!” You rush to explain. “I missed having you around, that’s all.”
Sanji clutches the doll to his chest, and his eyes turn to hearts at your sentimentality. He rushes to you, finally embracing you after hours of being apart. He litters your faces with kisses, which causes you to erupt into a fit of giggles. Once he’s pampered you enough, he pulls you in for a hug, your plushie squeezed between the two of you.
“Are you hungry, my love?” He pulls away from you, reaching back for the refreshments to serve you. He sneaks the plushie into his pocket while he displays the assortments of snacks and drinks for you to enjoy, which you happily oblige.
The food is so perfect, you let out a soft moan in delight. “You always make the best food dear,” you praise. “I’ll never eat food from anyone else.”
“Only the best for my queen,” He says, kissing your forehead and taking a seat next to you.
After a few minutes, you fell asleep surrounded by the smell of cigarette smoke. Sanji let you sleep, watching you endearingly until he was called away once again to make dinner.
When you awoke a few hours later, you reached out for Sanji before opening your eyes, but only found air in his place. Your eyes peeked open, searching for him, but instead you found his plushie, along with a note that said “He’s only here until I get back ♥”
Ace
You had lost your fiery boyfriend once again. He was off, running amok with the group of rowdy crew members on the new island. You had decided to stay on the ship, finishing up some minor projects instead of venturing out to the island. He was supposed to return before the sun set, but the moon was working its way through the night sky now, and you were too tired to stay up and wait for him longer. He had already missed your all’s afternoon nap, which made you skip it as well. You never slept well without him anyway. The next morning, he was still MIA, and you were painfully sleep deprived from missing a nap and not sleeping well. You put your crafting skills to work and created a smaller version of him, hoping that would help your sleeping problem temporarily. It ended up being successful, and you fell asleep easier than you expected, curling up with a small stuffed Ace in the absence of your normal sized one.
--
Ace had gotten hopelessly lost, both directionally and time wise. By the time he realized he was late getting back to the ship, he was too intoxicated to navigate back anyway, and opted to share a room with a bunch of his friends at the inn across the street. He slept horribly without you by his side, and as he shuffled back to the ship late the next morning, he prayed you’d be in the mood for an early nap along with him.
--
Ace stumbled onto the ship, exhausted and hungover. His eyes raked over the deck, searching desperately for you. He didn’t go out with the boys often, and these days he always seemed to regret his adventures whenever they were included. He would’ve much rather been with you last night, and he hoped you’d forgive him for his last minute change of plans.
He couldn’t find you on the deck, and he spent the next half an hour searching the ship for you, but he was unsuccessful. He finally gave up, returning to his room to nap with the hope that he would find you later.
He was shocked to find you curled up in his bed, already asleep. He’s even more surprised to see you holding a small stuffed animal, and a small tinge of jealousy rises up in him. You had told him before that you never needed a stuffed animal, since you had always had him to cuddle with at night.
He climbed into bed next to you, brushing your hair back from your face and pressing his lips to your forehead. You stir, familiar with his touch, and your eyes lazily open to meet his.
“Oh,” you smile, realizing Ace has finally returned back to you. “Hey, you.”
He smiles back to you, his worry melting away. “Hey you.”
You wipe the sleep from your eyes, and prop yourself up on your elbow. “How was your night?”
He fills you in on his evening briefly. “I wish I hadn’t been away for the whole night. I lost track of time. I’m sorry about that.”
“It’s alright.” You’re happy to hear that he missed you as well. Your fingers trail absentmindedly along his bare chest, not saying anything more about the matter. You had already forgotten about the Ace plushie you had created, but he was still staring at it in the dark room, trying to figure out what it was.
He picked up the stuffed plushie between the two of you and examined it, quickly realizing that it was a replica of him. He caught your eye and held it up, smirking at you. “Miss me much?”
You gave a shy smile back to him, snatching the plushie from him quickly. “Maybe.”
He gave you a soft peck on the lips, grinning at your timidness. “It looks cute. Not as cute as me, but cute. I like it.”
He pulls you against him, and you settle into his warm skin. “Shall we nap? Make up for lost time?”
You hum in agreement, already drifting off into sleep, comforted in the routine you all have returned to.
Law
Trafalgar Law had always been a surgeon first and a human being second. You knew that, and you knew how much being a surgeon with the Ope-Ope fruit meant to him. So, when you started dating and his study habits didn’t change, you tried to manage without him. You didn’t want to be too clingy, especially at the beginning. And you had always been good at sewing, so you just created a smaller version of the man you loved, so you could keep him around even when he was busy. Now, whenever you felt the urge to tell Law something throughout the day, you had someone to share it with even when he was occupied.
-
Law stared at the ceiling fan that was lazily spinning in circles. He had been studying for hours, praying you would come in to distract him at some point. But you had started showing up less and less frequently now that the two of you were official. He wasn’t necessarily concerned about you getting cold feet; if something was wrong, he was certain you would talk to him rather than avoid him. Still, he missed you, your smile, the way you always ran into the room as if the most amazing thing in the world had just happened to you. These days, it felt like the only time he really saw you was during meals and island days.
-
He found you in the common room, reading a book on the couch. He approached you quietly from behind, and as he bent down, he reached around and grabbed your book with his tattooed fingers as he rested his chin atop your head.
You hummed pleasantly to his approach. “You’re out of your office early today.” You tilt your head up just enough to make contact with his golden eyes.
“I needed a break.” He kissed your hair lightly and broke away from you, taking the book out of your hands and he stood back up. He closed it gently and sat it on the table behind him. He returned back to you again, this time reaching down to grab your now empty hands. “Do you want to make dinner with me?”
You had to tilt your head back further now to look him in the eye, and you saw him staring down at you with a smirk.
That stupid smirk always made words more difficult than they were meant to be, and you take a second to find them all before you speak. “I didn’t think Bepo put you on the schedule for dinner this week, did he?”
His golden eyes pierce into yours, and you feel a blush enter your cheeks when he answers.“I was thinking just the two of us tonight. Pasta?”
-
You stir the sauce as Law begins to work on a side dish for the two of you. “Did anything interesting happen today?”
You hum back, trying to recall exactly what the crew got into today while your captain was locked away. “Oh! Clementine died. The crew gave him a burial at sea. It was very touching.”
You can hear Law stop whatever he was doing behind you. “Y/n-ya,” he starts slowly, gears turning in his head. “Who the hell is Clementine?”
You abandon the sauce momentarily to turn and face him. “You know, the fish Penguin caught the other day?”
“The fish?” His brows furrow at you, as if he’s trying to decide whether or not you’re playing a prank on him. “What fish?”
“The fish! The orange fish that Penguin caught and thought was too pretty to kill! I definitely told you about it.” He’s still staring at you with a confounded look spread across his face.
“You definitely did not tell me about that.” The look on his face tells you that he’s being truthful, and you realize that you didn’t tell him. You told plushie Law about that day, not actual Law. You turn back to the saucepot, not wanting Law to see your face reddening over your mistake. “Oh, I must’ve been confused. Sorry.”
But your captain knows you well, and he walks over to you and wraps his arms around your waist. “Y/n-ya,” he speaks softly, his head now resting on your shoulder. “What are you hiding from me?”
Your blush deepens from pink to red, and you try your best to focus on the task in front of you. “Oh, uh, nothing.” You stutter over your words, not helping your case.
“Y/n-yaaaa…” He presses his lips against your cheek for a long while. He always knows the best way to get you to cave to him, and you curse yourself for being so readable.
“I just…” You pause for a moment, and he hums against your skin to urge you on. “I have this mini-you that I sometimes hang out with when you’re busy and tell stuff too. I guess I told Mini-Law about the fish…”
You feel Law pull away from you, examining your face. He’s trying to catch your eye, but you are intensely staring at the sauce in front of you.
“A mini-me?” He asks, confused. You finally look up at him, and you can see a twinge of sadness in his eye.
“I just didn’t want to interrupt your studying!” You race to explain. “I know how important it is for you to be a surgeon and I didn’t want to get in the way-”
He pulls you close against his chest, stunning you into silence. You can feel his soft lips pressing into the crown of your head, and he inhales deeply against you. “You can always interrupt me to talk to me, no matter how small you think it is.” He pulls you back from him so he can look into your eyes again. “I’ve missed seeing you in my office. I’ve missed your stories and your voice. I want to hear everything, I want to know it all. So come bother me anytime, okay y/n-ya?”
“I promise.” He bends down to kiss you, and you find yourself smiling against his lips. You can smell the faint scent of tomato burning, but the two of you will figure that out later.
The dominant one (Doflamingo X Taller! Male! Reader + NSFW)
A/N : headcanon of @trashytoastboi (thank you for your work if you see this scenario). This scenario could also be adapted to a neutral gender Reader
Warning : graphic violence, death, dirty talk (sort of),
It was a victory again. You raised your weapon to the sky. As if you were threatening the gods themselves. The shining blade was dripping with blood. A wicked yet proud smile, your eyes flashing of rage. It seemed a beast stole your features, and no humanity was any longer present in your body. Only reigned in you the devil himself. You lowered your gaze towards your enemy, your foot applying pressure all over his ribcage, choking him. The crowds around you were roaring without pity, demanding that you end your opponent's life. The guy was already severely injured, you would provide him a service by doing so.
It was sad. The gladiator wasn't a true enemy. And he wasn't an ally either. He fell facing a real monster, beloved by a demon. Was there anything else to say? The excess of time he achieved to get for himself was making the ordeal tougher, but his bravery remained admirable. You lifted your foot from the man's body, getting him to loudly cough due to the blood in his mouth he spat.
"Look at me" you ordered with a low voice.
The guy raised his head, staring more carefully at your soul than just your eyes.
"Riku is the rightful king of Dressrosa. This charade of yours will end soon." your opponent prophesied with a gentle tone and a smile crossing his dry and bloody lips.
"I'd like to see that" you ended up before sinking your blade in the man's heart.
During a short second, you could have sworn you noticed a glitter of hope shining like a star in your enemy's eyes before the dreadful void of death froze his body for eternity. Then, you left his body fall backwards with your blade still crossing your victim's body. In reaction, the crowds went completely mad of happiness over the man's death. Even though it was all finished, you leant and reached out the man's face. A lot of people thought at the moment that you were going to take your opponent's head by separating it from his body and offering it to your king.
Although, you just closed the man's eyes, turning dead silent people, which were watching carefully each of your moves.
"In this arena, all men are on the same level. Only being brave or a coward matters."you state, severely glaring at the audience.
You grasp the pommel of your sword then retire it from the dead body lying in front of you. The disgusting sound of shredded human meat was only heard. Eventually, with a frank gesture to the side, the blood flew to the sandy ground below your feet then you sheathed your blade without any more words. You raise your gaze towards Doflamingo who was enjoying fully the show.
"I victory of today, I dedicate to my king" you state powerfully to the people around you adding a graceful bow to your declaration.
This final sentence drove the crowds to madness again. Rumors of you being the most faithful, strongest, more devoted of any soldier or servant in the kingdom to the current king were being spread between all the latter's subjects.
With a satisfied smile, Doflamingo stood up and, with a smile and a move of his feathery coat, he raised his arms then made a small reverence in front of all the people gathered that day in the Coliseum. The reciprocate screams echoed a long time between the walls of the majestic building. It meant the end of the show until next time.
Behind you the harrow was now down. You spared a quick glance to the dead body of the man you have just killed in the arena lying on a stretcher, a sheet covering his cold body. You sighed lankily, and remind the wound left on your right leg. You had to get it treated if you didn't want it to be worse. During a time which seemed endless, you managed to arrive at your private quarters. Not only the small trip to your chambers was long because of some people who seemed to crave to meet you, but it was also due to the absolute mess reigning in the palace after servants got their mind in a right way after the collective madness which is taking over all the subjects of the kingdom present is the Coliseum.
The familiar scent of a bubbly bath relaxed you instantly. However, the adrenaline rushing within your veins hadn't come back to normal after the fight. The mix within your skin made you almost collapse on the ground. You managed to hold still since the real hardship didn't show its face. You moved forward within your quarters to find Doflamingo lying on your bed, his arms crossed behind his head, waiting patiently. You spontaneously knew what it was about. Without being able to help yourself, a small grin stretches your features and you laugh lightly. Warned of your presence, Doflamingo got up and walked towards you, apparently satisfied.
He was smaller than you, barely reaching your chest. You always thought that it was adorable, even though the man was for some people a monster. "Everything that is small is cute" they say... Doflamingo had probably no idea of the image he wore in your eyes, or maybe not a full or a clear one. The dichotomy between your point of view and the world's may dwell in this mere gap of height. In the mean time, Doflamingo made his way towards you then stared at you from below.
"What are you waiting for?" Doflamingo asked, half threateningly.
"His Lordship demands a kiss I see..."you uttered with a certain appreciation, clearly intending to mess up a little with your king. "Come and get it"
Your disdainful provocation worked perfectly. Yet, only Doflamingo's brows furrowed, he didn't even move. You could say he was highly tempted to use his strings. But, the small restraint he was applying over himself was room for more taunt. Hence, you leant towards him, as if you were going to kiss him on the lips. Although, you drifted away and left a peck on the man's forehead.
If being dumbfounded had a face, Doflamingo would probably be the perfect archetype. The small flame he was feeling due to this kiss in his guts was being swallowed by the audacity you have just demonstrated to him. His face turned to stone within less than a second. You DARED ignore one of his direct orders ?! You couldn't help but snicker behind Doflamingo's back. Killing a man got you sassy apparently.
"Later for all the romantic thing your Highness, I have some tasks that need my attention" you utter, hiding badly this little joy of yours.
"Y/N" Doflamingo called coldly, without a trace of kindness in his voice.
"I know I know. You want to get to the nasty right away while I'm still in a wild beast mode, poisoned by adrenaline. Trust me, I do want the same, my Lord. However, my wounds won't get treated by themselves. This divine skin of yours cannot be tainted with the blood of a sinner, right? "
Doflamingo was reaching the end of his patience. How did you dare acting smug with your king? This insolent smile of yours, he will make you erase it from your features. He would be going to tear you apart, fucking you senseless to get your submission out of your mouth by the most delightful torture. You would beg for deliverance, moaning and screaming your pleasure. You would be his plaything, your sturdy body forced to endure your master's relentlessness.
Yet, this delicious idea had to wait a little. You were getting your body rid of the pieces of metal you were wearing as an armor in the arena. Even though, most of your skin was exposed. Some servants would clean all of it later, some would stay to help you wash your body under Doflamingo's scrutinizing glare. The dummy was almost falling due to the weight of your equipment. Naked, your back facing the eyes of your beloved king, you moved until a seat where some medicines were spread next to.
A woman disinfected the wound on your leg. She was madly flustered, trying to act quickly and properly. You leant towards her and took her face in the palm of your hand, a smile on your face.
"Take your time my dear. No demon will run after you." You playfully state before sitting more comfortably in your seat and sparing a glance at Doflamingo.
The latter was angry. His grin disapeared as soon as he saw you with this damn smile of yours. But you didn't belong to him, therefore he had no right to claim you as his. You may be a gladiator, a one night stand who remained, a powerful warrior, but these were the mere bond you shared.
The woman properly applied a bandage on your leg before getting to heal the small cuts on your chest.
"I ask you to clean and change all of this as frequently as possible and..." The nurse said before turning as red as a tomato.
"Yes dear ? I'm listening" you said, trying to foster her to talk to you with all of her heart.
"Please... Be careful Y/N-sama" She whispered before caressing absentmindedly your jaw, just above a small injury.
You couldn't help but laugh slightly.
"Thank you for your concern my dear. It goes straight to my hear to know that you care about me" You declared with a genuine grateful tone.
"Leave us" Interrupted Doflamingo with a threatening voice.
You turned your gaze towards your king.
"Go" you only ordered to the woman who rushed to the door and left without any more talking.
You got up and decided to stare directly into the man's eyes.
"Something's bothering you my Lord ? " you inquired rhetorically, your steely gaze entrenched within Doflamingo's.
The latter didn't allow you to feel the faintest pleasure of him being hypothetically taken aback while you were staring at him from above. No. Doflamingo is never taken aback by anything.
"I fear you forgot you're my fuckboy, my personal hole, you whore. It's my dick you have to suck" the king spat, a winning smile stretching his features.
"Well let me say this, my Lord. Your personal hole has a lot of dicks that penetrate it. And these are rarely your own" you replied without even a spark of doubt in your lie.
It would be very confident of people to say that you were the one dominated, with such a massive body as the one you had. Within less than a second, a smack echoed in the room. A light pain lingered for a short minute on your jaw.
"Know your place, little bug" your king spat again, his jaws firmly clenched.
"Says the one that is smaller than me" you snapped back with a poorly suppressed snarky laugh.
The red mark of the slap remained for some time on your cheek. Although, leaping like a tiger, you grasped Doflamingo's neck and bend over him, aiming to stare at him with your eyes on the same level.
"Release me." your king ordered coldly.
"Then, why don't you use your strings ?" you asked him half genuinely, trying to figure out why he didn't do so earlier.
This situation was not a rare one. It had happened already more than once actually. Doflamingo has always refused to use his devil fruit power against you. As if it was a personal challenge for him to leash you and he was going to take pride in it. However, you didn't make the task easy at all, always refusing what he wanted, getting only a carnal relationship. Your untameness was ultimaltely annoying and so refreshing. You were the only one who got him in a bottom position.
"Why don't we find out who has the biggest one, my Lord ?" you proposed to your king with no intention of him refusing you.
Your strong hand went to grasp your king's neck. You felt Doflamingo's muscles tensing up, making you smile. You pushed your king towards the bed and climbed over him, getting him prisoner of your legs.
"What do you think you're doing ?" the man spat in his submitted position.
"And you ? What did you think you were going to provoke by slaping and insulting me ?"
A flash or disdain sparked in your eyes when you were staring at Doflamingo from above.
"I don't suck for free, as well as I don't fuck with anyone. I dominate, not the contrary." You uttered before getting up and walking towards the large bathroom.
Eventually, you went in the pool. Your tiredness vanishing as well as the dust and the scarlet red blood tainting your skin. With a relieved sigh, you surrender to the warmth of the water. You bent over backwards, reaching the edge. You heard footsteps coming close to you.
"What do you want?" you inquire, half upset half curious.
You thought this argument was enough for the moment. You were wrong apparently. Doflamingo took a towel not far away from you and left it behind you. The king lied down, staring at you patiently.
"Do you come here to apologize?" you asked him half-heartedly.
The man did nothing but laugh loudly.
"Yeah. It sounded stupid to me too" you state with a monotonous voice.
"You're such a brat. I'll merely concede that" Doflamingo admitted with a half smile.
You reached out to grasp at your king's neck. But carefully this time. You kissed him, experiencing, tasting. Even the scent of Doflamingo's skin was totally endearing. Although, you wouldn't admit it this way. You changed your position, trying to face Doflamingo. He was still lying down on his towel, fully dressed but he was looking for your lips with his own.
Doflamingo was still slow, trying, also tasting just as you were doing. He liked you for your tall body, your strength and almost everything else except that untamed behavior. Then, the kisses got more and more passionate. It was hard to breathe, hard to resist while you were starting to lower your guard. You drew Doflamingo's body closer to the huge pool. His head so close of the edge of the bath. But you were only thinking about kissing those thin divine lips.
You felt your cock getting harder.
"Kissing makes you all hot and flustered like a dog in heat?" Doflamingo whispered while he was snickering.
"Well... That makes two of us, my Lord" you replied on the same tone, drawing the man's attention on his own hard shaft.
"Brat" your king added before going back on your lips.
"That also makes two of us" you add with a smile.
Upset by the slowness of all this, you put your arms on the edge of the pool and climbed up again over your king's body, riding him. You immediately thought about how much more comfortable it was to have this domination over the celestial asshole named Doflamingo. Yet, it was delusional, wrong. None of you had a spark of idea about who was in charge, as well as none of you knew who was going to be submitted. Doflamingo would never agree and you wouldn't either.
"Enjoy the moment while you can, Y/N"
"Shut your mouth for once and suck my tongue as if you were giving me a blow job"
Doflamingo chuckled with irony but didn't respond anything. Your hand was rubbing his abs, lightly, skillfully, just to arouse him a little bit more. Just to make it unbearable. Your king's cock went hard against your thigh. As you notice, you want to say it out loud and mock your divine partner about his sinning behavior. You moved your fingers a little bit lower, trying to caress the stiff shaft you were staring at shamelessly. Doflamingo's breath sped up but he was as if he remained undisturbed and all the attention over him was nothing more than a puppy messing around a sleepy tiger.
Your smirk said it all about the hurt your ego went through at the moment. Your hand's speed increased and the stroke turned out to be more effective on your dirty king. But the tiger didn't remain sleepy for long. He raised his arm and his own fingers tensed up like a puppeteer playing with a doll. You frowned instantly when you felt the strings tightening around your body to the point of almost entering within your skin.
"Get your fucking strings off of me my Lord or I'll be really mad" you warn, your eyes turning black with lust and anger.
"Is it a threat Y/N? Better for your sake that it is not one"
You can't help but chuckle. Doflamingo doesn't even have time to ask you why. You opened your mouth with disdain towards your partner.
"This is why you can't get rid of me. Nor wound me gravely. Because you need me. You need someone who's ready to worship you entirely. Because you need to swell your ego, your self-confidence and your body with praise. And I'm not silly enough to give you fully what you want. And what I give you is more than anything. After all, all the pleasure of hunt is to track your prey, right your Highness? " you declared while your body was laid down by Doflamingo and he got what he thought as his righful place.
"My sluts are rarely this talkative."The king stated before sliding his pants on his thighs.
You watched him with big eyes when he came to bury himself in your unprepared back hole. Sheathed like a sword in your ass, you couldn't even move out of his grasp. You swore internally when he started to thrust like crazy in you. Even with your height and your physical strength it hurt badly to feel the king's cock tearing you apart.
"Fuck you Doflamingo!" you utter while your breath was cut by light cry of pain.
"Doffy" the man corrected while he was stealing from now on moans of pleasure from you.
"The hell with it, asshole!"
"And yet yours is the one being pounded"
You closed your eyes long ago. Doflamingo have been using his strings for several hours, thrusting inside of you. It was like a punishment to endure every moans that echoed in the bathroom and then, in the sheets. The king's hot erected cock came and went inside of you. The strings were maintaining you under the man's painful attention.
"Consider it as your reward for every of your words" Doflamingo repeated several times in your ear.
Your whole body was covered of scratches due to these strings or various marks. The man used you as a sex doll. Your skin was a long-term reminder of Doflamingo's internal wrath during these hours of fucking. The acute memories of the latter's lips and hands roaming your whole body made you shiver. And then, the hard shaft within you.
Once Doflamingo was done with you, he laid down into the mattress and a satisfied grin stretching his features. You wondered if it was the same with everyone else. Though it didn't matter. You were a regular sex partner to Doflamingo and nothing else needed to be said. Your king might appreciate your body and the way you react to his strokes. However, you didn't love him and your body wasn't his, even though Doflamingo wanted to make you state the contrary.
Then, after the hours of brutal sexual relationship, you got up and strode towards your closet and withdrew clothes, scrutinizing them with great attention.
"What are you doing?" inquired your king chilling in your messed up bed.
"Mind your business, my Lord" you replied with an empty tone.
"Did I hurt your ego so much that you are going to fuck someone else to relieve you from this humiliation?" Doflamingo teased half-threateningly
"Come on, don't compare me to you. I have never slaughtered the whole family of someone who had the bad idea to scowl me" you viciously retorted. "Who I meet and who I fuck is none of your business if my memories are right, your Highness. I've applied for being a gladiator, not to be the king's personal slut."
"Let's say that I'm not a king. Would you tell me what are you going to do?" The man assumed.
Although, you both knew that Doflamingo doesn't hypothesize. It was a trap you were willing to outwit.
"Now you're just being ridiculous. If you weren't my king, I'd say my vocabulary would tend to make a spectacular decrease in terms of quality."
"Y/N, you should answer this question if you don't want to be crucifixed for treason" your king threatened.
"I'd like to see you try to punish the fuckboy who gives you this incredible feeling of domination" you chuckled while spitting this mugging challenging sentences to Doflamingo whose smile disappeared.
"I want an answer Y/N. I'll have it"
"Mind your business." you ended here without any more words.
You were dressed in an elegant suit, you staring into your reflection. You felt some satisfaction lingering in your heart. The mere image of your king lying in your bed was the sole blur here. You turned your back and then wak towards the door.
"Diamante will have to fight tomorrow. See you soon, your Highness"
"Y/N" the man called but you were already gone and the door was already closed.
Miss Allsunday was waiting for you in the restaurant, a file left next to her. An artificial smile remained on her features.
"It has been a long time miss Alsunday since I've seen you. How have you been?" you greeted kindly.
"Assisting Sir Crocodile is not an easy task to attend to. But I'm not here to complain. Here is the contract" Robin replied.
"Contract? I'd like to ask what kind of contract but we both know what is it about. But even though I like intimate relashionship, I am a fighter first" you stated calmly, staring at the lady right in the eyes.
"I understand. And you will be considered this way, I can guarantee it. As long as you stay by Sir Crocodile's side."
"Well... If you agree to allow me to think about more thoroughly..."you inquired rhetorically.
"Of course. I look forward to receive your answer Y/N."
"I thank you Miss Allsunday" you ended while reaching out the file handed towards you. "Now let's eat, I'm hungry and slightly upset"
You took it and grinned slightly. The dinner was nice and Robin was a fine company for it. You appreciated the woman but you didn't sleep with her. Crocodile was offering you to stay by his side. You had to fight for him and your price would be his. Eventually, you accepted to leave Doflamingo for Crocodile. It sounded like a melodramatic love story of a man shared between two others fighting over the latter. But you would be paid the price you want with a very easy contract and you could also get Crocodile himself as a reward sometimes, because yeah he had a sort of soft spot on you. And, since you slept with each other several times, and spent a tremendous amount of time together, you could say you felt better with the latter than Doflamingo.
The attached contract Robin left you was agreeable at almost every points. And you weren't even forced to stay emotionally involved with Crocodile, to the contrary in Doflamingo's case since he always tried to enslave you to him. No. Crocodile was only adamant on you fighting for him, the way he wanted it to be done and the reward he would give you. You sent back the answer to the contract, announcing a positive response. Nearly two weeks after and the first of your numerous victories by his side, you were sharing a glass of alcohol and a delighful night of pleasure with Crocodile.
Far from Alabasta, Doflamingo was going crazy. He beheaded a dozen of what he would call 'useless servants'. Diamante returned in the Coliseum and had to fight while a new high-leveled gladiator would be either hired or trained to fill the space left by your sudden and silent departure.
One Piece characters with a playful S/O who is deep down a merciless badass
TW : none.
A/N : This won't focus entirely on the relashionship with any of the characters.
Characters : Mihawk, Ace, Aokiji
Mihawk
At first, your way to be so lively, bold, untamed and uncaring about everything kinda annoys our dear Warlord.
Then, he finds out about your piercing glare, your powers if you have any, your talent at using your weapons or just your style in general.
He is amazed, honestly.
Won't show how surprised he is, though.
But still. He will wonder how he could have been so blind when it comes to your talent for fighting.
The way you kicked those noisy bastards' asses ? Mihawk wouldn't have done better. Well he was able to, but, you know...
It's mostly your eyes and your expression that he will remember. He so used at seeing that little smirk of yours while you are eagerly awaiting for a poor fool to fall in your little traps. And yet, here we are. There's no trick this time.
Mihawk won't say anything immediately but he will appreciate if you accept to tell him more about your training and mostly your past because he wants to know what or who made you become such a badass.
As obvious as it sounds, Mihawk won't go full fangirl about you. But he respects you even more from now on. +100 points of charm for you.
Although, your cheekiness comes back and our dear Mihawk finds it both endearing and slightly upsetting.
He didn't know you were doing all these jokes more for him than yourself and had no idea about it. But the black-haired man will find it endearing when you will tell him.
Just to make it clearer, it happens almost like the following drabble.
"If I had known you were smiling like that, I would have slaughtered thousands of people already" you state with a smirk on your face. Mihawk just stared at you, his brows furrowing.
"No no. Don't play pretend. I've seen it, my dear" you continued, passing in front of your beloved swordman.
The latter was a little bit shocked and didn't know what to answer. Even though he remained stoic, you noticed his unease. You got closer to him and almost kissed his cheek. Yet, you remembered you were in public and just withdrew before embarrassing Mihawk.
"You wanted to make me smile ?" inquired the latter.
"Yeah. Why not? You look like you're always far away. Even when you're with me. That's why I keep trying to attract your attention towards me" you admit, blushing and your head slightly tilted to the side.
"I... Had no idea. I apologize if you feel like I am ignoring you, my dear" replied Mihawk after a short time and almost as equally flustered as you were, he was just better at concealing it.
You felt him take your hand and raise up to his lips. He just kissed it lightly as he was used to do. You nodded and here was the end of the story. Although, it didn't stop you in your kidding habit.
Ace
Will find it incredible. Like his eyes are glittering with delight. Goes full fanboy about your strength.
Of course, he loves your little tricks. And mostly the ones that aims the others *Marco suddenly feels as if he is called somewhere on the ship's deck*. He always find it really funny as well as the crew who asks you where you find all these ideas.
You would never tell them by the way. You just shrug then walk away.
But you like to make Ace's heart lighter with jokes and he knows this.
Although, once a Navy ship took a liking in saying bullshit to your crew. You didn't even wait for Pops to give an order and by the time he did, all these soldiers were lying on their deck, bathing in their own blood and their body cooling down as nature intended.
Ace was seriously taken aback. Where was his little childish cat who messes around with the people of the crew?
"Hey Y/N... You okay?
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"You have just kicked all of their asses in 3 minutes, that's why. You could've left me some by the way!"
"Sorry?"
Ace just hugged you after that and showed off slightly, claiming all loudly "that's mah gurl bitches" or something alike.
All of this to say that Ace is super happy when you're all bold, joking around and just untamed with people. But he also likes that merciless side of you that crushes everything which doesn't go the way you want to. Although, he mostly prefers that smiling and childish side of you even though he accepts you as a whole.
Aokiji
Let's go for our lazy Admiral of the Navy.
When he meets you, you have some reputation among the soldiers for being quite an unconventional servant of the holy Justice.
There are some bottles of milk which apparently exploded in the kitchen, some bubble invasions when the day for laundries came and all the Marine capes went pink instead of the immaculate usual white. All these kinds of small things that brought smiles to the soldiers and made them look just human as much as completely unnerved.
Fortunately, Aokiji has never been touched by such pranks. The pink coats was your most famous joke. Even Sengoku didn't manage to keep his laughter for himself.
In the meantime, you were slowly constructing your legend with that gentle smile of yours always plastered on your face. A smile which made Kuzan fall for you.
One day, Aokiji was required for a mission in some places and you were of the party. Everything was going well until you had to fight random pirates. Nothing strange until then since it was your job.
It turned out to be something else when you literally dashed in the first line and just killed your ennemies without a care in the world. You were a little bit like a bull smashing everything in its way. Your crewmates had barely the time to see the pirates flying lifeless behind you.
The rumor that spread after that was that apparently, the soldiers of your crew just needed to sit on an empty trunk of a tree observing the pirates landing - or more likely royally wallowing - at their feet and applauded while giving you a score of ten out of ten for having masterfully fallen like shit on the ground.
Anyways, all that mattered for Aokiji was if you were okay first. Then, when he noticed a blood stain on your cheek that wasn't yours, he felt relieved. You mercilessly butchered those pirates and you weren't injured.
Aokiji doesn't overly appreciate your habit to just go before anyone in battles and can't say he is 100% for it. Your style is too unstructured. You will get killed if you are not careful and since you are unleashed during this time without any immediate back-up, he will ask you at least to wait to have some soldiers at your side. Losing you is never an option and he can't be always behind you to save that ass of yours he was so fond of.
wearing someone else’s jacket
SFW
characters: luffy, zoro, usopp, sanji, ace, law, kidd, crocodile x reader summary: the guys reaction to you wearing someone else's jacket CW: fluff, cursing, slight violence
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had this one sitting in my drafts for a hot minute. I just couldn't figure out usopp's part but it's all good lol.
i have a few ideas but i don't know which to tackle first, so i guess i'll do another poll since that helped me last time.
anyways i hope you guys enjoyed!!
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