꒰synopsis꒱ What happens when OP men have a crush on a well-known fashion icon? Who’s also known as the Siren of the sea
꒰side note꒱this is part:2 of "Iconic Much" i have described the reader as a cheery & bubbly person also in Sanji's part the reader smokes once. I also kinda imagined all of them as their pre-timeskip versions but dw it doesn't affect story in anyway. (all the pics in the header are from the veil manga pls go read it)
pairing : Ace, Zoro, Sanji
Oh this boy is whipped by whipped, I mean whipped like he probably gets boner every time he sees your picture in the magazines or on the billboards
He fell hard for you like he was a really big fanboy when he first saw you in the newspaper. It was love at first sight, he said (different deal that you were on the news for the headlines saying the sirens' new victim? Can the amount stolen even cover her shoes?)
Though he knew what a reputation you had, the Siren—they’d say you’d seduce men and steal their money and walk away without a hint of guilt, just a sly smirk (in your defence, you only did this when you were in dire need of money)
One time while walking through some random island, he got distracted while looking for Marco; he spotted it, he saw it, his TREASURE. You.
This was the first time he had seen you in person, and honestly, the newspaper—all those pictures did no justice to your style, that figure, and the beauty you possessed. God it’s too divine to be true he quickly shifted his heel to walk away because no one like you would be interested in him-
You saw him across the market, the shine in your eyes brightened, and you smiled at him. You. Smiled. At. Him. He might just combust in that moment, cause he’s seen whatever the world has to offer, he’s seen heaven on earth, he claims.
Ace’s heart might be doing backflips, and his brain might be turned to mush while talking with you, but don’t be deceived; it’s in his veins to be a smooth talker. His charm sure does things to you as well
No matter how smooth he seems, trust me that man will combust into flames if you make a move on him (you once winked at him, people had to throw 4 buckets of water on him until they just threw sea water on him to knock him out)
He offered to buy you a few drinks as all gentlemen do, just a few drinks and a little chit-chat, as he knew it. he knew it all too, well, he had fallen for you
You weren’t just pretty (I mean you were way too pretty to ignore, but) you were also street smart, and you were funny, witty, and kind. God sure does have favorites, and you probably have your own tier in those favorites.
He liked that you were confident but not so full of yourself that you were good with words. It was funny joking with you, with a hint of flirting
Once he got to know you were a treasurer, there was nothing more to discuss. You were joining the crew, not like you were going to protest; you wouldn’t mind being next to a sexy campfire every day.
Ever since you joined the crew, Ace would follow you around like a puppy, a happy-go-lucky little puppy (Marco called him your lapdog Ace didn’t deny it, he just grinned and showed your new bounty poster to Marco– he’s so done with ace)
He always parties hard with you, drinking games, normal gambling, singing, horrible dancing, getting drunk—you name it, he’ll do it with you. Only for you. Your wish is his command.
He just stares at you mindlessly. He sees the sea breeze blows on your sun kissed skin, your hair being swept away by the salty breeze and your eyes glowing under the suns rays
"You're ethereal," is all he can mumble to himself
He’ll be an amazing friend to you, never crossing the boundary, pressuring you into anything, protecting you in every fight, or just on the street from random creeps
He takes a long time to open up to you but once when you corner him one night when he’s trying to brush you off, you bark back at him,
“You can’t push me away, Portgas. I’m not leaving you ever.”
Oh, if he wasn’t down bad before, now he’s down on his knees for sure. He’s so in-love with you for just listening to him being there for him even when you didn’t have to. You’re too kind to sweet for him and yet it seems he cant just pull away from your ethereal glow; he loves you too much now
Need a bodyguard and someone to carry your free PR and shopping spree? No worries, Ace has it covered. Need a drink or some food? No worries, Ace ran and got it for you. Your legs are hurting? no worries, piggyback rides around the island
Ace loves to see you in bikinis; it doesn’t matter if they're skimpy or not, he just likes to see you sunbathing on every new beach you guys dock on, or you playing around in the sea with that angelic smile of yours
He buys you small trinkets or searches for shells or crystals which remind him of you
Makes a beautiful glass ring out of sand for you and asks you to be his girlfriend, bashfully rubbing the back of his neck, not being able to look into your pretty doe eyes (HE SO CUTE ajcaiunxa)
A creep is bothering you? You bet your sweet ass ace is gonna puff up his chest, grin in the most devilish way possible, crack his knuckles and drag that asshole into a corner while telling how wonderful of a girlfriend you are and proceed to beat the crap out of the guy (they're usually knocked out by the 2nd punch)
He definitely shows off how beautiful and popular you are. A new season poster is out? You'll see that he’s running around moby dick, showing it to everyone, he’s your biggest fanboy
You're working late at night, making the new budget. He’ll be there beside you, carrying you to bed, tucking you in, kissing your forehead, and mumbling sweet nothing into your ear
Ace is the only guy who matches your charisma. He’s smooth with his words, they flowed like honey, he looks like he was sculpted out by the gods themselves, and don’t even talk about his abs and that jawline, good god.
He will do the dumbest shit to make you laugh or because of a dare, there's not a single normal day with that man
You wake up every morning to his strong arms wrapping securely around you, as you turn around, you see the sun peaking through the curtains and kissing his freckles as he flashes you his cheeky smile. God, those dimples should be illegal, they're like a drug you think, and then he attacks you with kisses all over your face
Loves having inside jokes (Marco and Tatch are so done with both of you)
Will insist on taking a bath together, not alway meaning to do anything dirty (doesn’t mind it), but just the casual intimacy of washing one's hair that speaks volumes to him, though idk why?
He kisses the ground you walk, legit sits down and demands a fashion haul or a runway show every time you get new pr, will whistle and smirk with no shame, and does not take his hands off you
“Damn, gotta start training harder if you're gonna look that fine”
Loves to kiss your neck and collarbone and adores seeing you dancing and swaying those gorgeous hips of yours (bonus if you have hip dimples; he will worship them; he lovess hip dimples, especially yours)
Send you charred love letters, messy and cheesy, but so much like him
Will protect you from anything and everything, buys you anything you ask of, even if he’s broke, will insist on paying
Ace’s love is messy but real. Once he’s in, he’s all in he will comfort you and take care of you like you’re a delicate iridescent pearl. Such a beauty should be adorned shown off and taken good care of, and Ace will do that for sure; he’ll be your oyster, your guardian, and lover
Zoro never cared much for fashion or any of that crap he’d say but god it was hard to deny that any picture of you would catch his eye just for a second too long or the way his face would flush when he'd see a revealing bikin picture of you on your wanted poster (it stays in his empty wallet folded neatly, he says he should keep it as the “pirate hunter”)
Zoro didn’t mince his words nor does he hold back while beating someone up for talking ass about you. What right did they have? Comparing your body like they have a right over. He's lost count of how many times he’s gotten into a half-drunk fights because of you
His fist tightens, breathing is shallow every time he hears people talking about you like you're an object, a prize, not a human being of your own. It makes his blood boil even when he hasn’t met you he feels the need to defend you
Zoro got lost and stumbled into a bar ready to order whatever he could afford (he had nothing). He sat down at the bar counter and ordered a drink. When the bartender eyed him and asked how he was going to pay, a silky voice replied
“Don’t worry, he’s a friend of mine”
The bartender flushed and smiled sheepishly, aplogized and left, but not before he left another neatly crafted cocktail for the lady. Zoro turned to thank, but he was just left in awe to say the least
He saw you in front of him, there swirling your sweet little cocktail. Good god, you were too beautiful. He’d seen almost everything the world had to offer, but you, you were above them all. Zoro didn’t believe in god, but he swore if a god was there, his best creation was sitting right in front of him
You talked to zoro, asking him how he ended up at a bar in the middle of no-where he tried to answer, avoiding looking into your eye. Good, why did you have to be so beautiful? Why did your top suit your figure so well? Why does the little sneak peek of your shoulder make his brain go mad
Zoro soon realized you weren’t just beautiful, you were really smart a siren was a suitable name for you, you were sly like a fox, but looked innocent like a deer when you wanted
You asked Zoro if the infamous Straw Hats have a treasurer when you heard him say no and that they just eyeball it and pray that Luffy doesn’t spend everything on a party or on meat made you laugh so bad you were wheezing and gasping for air, was it normal to sound this angelic zoro thought?
And that was it, you joined the Strawhats, the going merry welcomed you with open arms and so did everyone on the crew
Everyone loved you, especially Zoro. Whenever he’d train he’d make sure to be near you. Whenever he’d nap it be right beside you while you're reading or sunbathing
He swore to protect you with every step he takes
He mean't it, but it's also annoying how many times you have been kidnapped. you just got used it to it at a point and just sat there waiting for Zoro (you need to physically hold zoro back from killing them)
He’s a very jealous man. I don’t think you understand how jealous this man is, sure he isn’t really insecure in himself in any way, but you bet your ass that if Sanji flirts a bit too much over your new outfit, Zoro will scoff and pick a fight with him
"find a new women to chase curly brows"
"why jealous marimo" sanji would smirk lighting his ciggarette
Zoro is your guard dog, he will walk around with you on every new island you guys go to, its very often you guys are mistaken for a couple of Zoro's face is alway flushed when someone says that his ears burning red, his face hidden behind his palm. You just chuckle and pat his shoulder, saying
Zoro might just perish away
Zoro drinks with you day or night, will listen to your rants on end, he says your drinks are always too sweet for his liking, but always knows your favourite will physically carry you around if you ask him
Big muscles are of what use if they aren’t helping you? You bet he doesn’t let you use a single delicate finger of your new pr boxes bags filled to the brim with clothes, shoes, make up and whatnot he complains about it but never lets you do anything. It's not your job to carry them it's your job to wear them. Plus, he says it's an extra set he can do while spending some time with you
Once when the going merry was caught in a storm you where hold the ships mast in place running around making sure the ship didn’t break until you slipped and just when you thought you’d hit the railing of the cold wet ship you felt a pair of big arms grip you waist and held you hips in place, zoro lifted you back onto your feet like you weighed nothing his hand lingering on your lower back (you really didn’t weigh anything for him)
“Be careful,” he’d says, his gazing lingering on your face for way too long
Zoro asked you to be his girlfriend when he was almost on the brink of death. His gripped your hand as you bawled your eyes out, and he said
“Don’t cry so much, woman i ain't leaving you yet,” and he smirked
Zoro, as a boyfriend, would definitely not be into pda, but if he sees some creep eyeing you, he’d glare at them and put his arm around your shoulder or hip. But in the bedroom his hands are all over, mumble sweet praises or just silently appreciating your beauty
loves too see you wearing his bandana or his earrings always has cute banter with you complaning about you wearing or not wearing his stuff
Zoro has huge and I mean huge biceps and like abs so sharp they’d cut steel if he catchs you staring, he’ll flex just a tad bit more
Zoro always has your back. The idea of a scar on your back is just leaves such a bitter taste in his mouth like a rusted blade
Zoro leaves his swords with you, only you
Will let you nap on his lap or shoulder, will run his fingers through your hair, smiling to himself
Will unintentionally throw himself into any damage coming your way, and will always somehow find his way back to you in every fight
Doesn’t matter how many times he gets lost, he’ll hear that smooth, silky voice of yours and find his way back to you
Zoro says you're delicate for this cruel world. He knows your kind, too kind, he’s seen you help stray animals, give food to orphans, fight marines who harass other women and he knows that whatever you’ll do you won’t be alone in it, cause he’ll have your back
will always try to find your lips again after a kiss, his half lidded eyes will slowly fluter open as his lips search for you, they still linger on to your taste he craves it's with fiber in his body unintentionly just lingering for a second to long waiting for your lips to return to his
You're delicate like silk yet cut your way into his heart, wrapping his heart with your kindness and warmth.Your like his precious silk sheath the only fabric too pure for him to cut. The silk sheath is his, and only his
Champagne by Vinsmoke Sanji
He’d only ever heard of such beauty and was not allowed to see your poster (chopper banned him, saying he’d lose too much blood to recover), so he could only ever imagine how beautiful and wonderful you must be to have the whole wrapped around your finger
He knows you're very popular, so he never expected to see someone so beautiful working behind a bar? making such delicate and refined cocktails. He didn’t even know it was the literal siren of the sea in front of him in flesh; he just thought he saw a fallen angel wearing a deep white V-neck and giant gold hoops, and a messy bun. Sanji's knees gave up; his nose was a waterfall of red
He barely made it to the counter before you flashed a bright, cheery smile at him
“What can I get for you, handsome?” he fainted literally
He woke up to the bar empty and you cleaning up the glasses. When you noticed he was awake, you gave a huge sigh of relief and chuckled while Sanji tried to recall- oh..oh OH NONONON- he remembered it all too well, god why couldn’t he just disappear into thin air until you patted his arm, smiling, asking if he was ok?
He so wasn’t, but fought back his nosebleed so he could just spend another minute looking at that divine face of yours. He heard your stomach rumble a little, you flushed and looked away, embarrassed, but he got up so quickly, ready to make anything
And thats how you ended up on the counter looking at the pan heating slowing as the pasta’s boiling and you're talking nonstop to Sanji while sipping some expensive (stolen) champagne, and thats when it clicked to him your the siren, your the one whose picture chopper forbidd him from seeing (WELL TO BAD CHOPPER HE IS ALIVE barely.) and yet here you were infront of him eatting chocolate covered strawberries
Sanij was in awe that someone could be so perfect. Don’t get him wrong, he finds all women amazing, but you, you're no other woman, you're literally the sun, bright and beautiful, he gets why the world revolves around you now. While talking to you, he realized you were just working part-time at this bar to make enough to set sail again
“Join my crew-i mean its not mine exactly-it's-”
The word tumbled out of his mouth before they could make sense but the glint in your eyes was enough to assure him
I mean Luffy was more than willing to take's you in without hesitation (considering the fact it was either you join willingly or he kidnaps you), the girls adored you and so did the blond cook
You’d always find your way into the kitchen talking to him as he made your favorite snack (you never asked, you never told, he just noticed)
uses ever nickname known to man kind darling, honey, and feral french if you wear something reveling like "your going to be the death of me mon cheri" he says gripping his nose bridge from a epic nosebleed
You’d be there sunbathing, and he’d be walking over to you, swooning, handing a cool refresher like a cocktail or your favorite tea whatever ever you wish apon he has it
He’d worship your every step literally you’re doing pilates on the deck you bet he’ll be on his knees swooning over your perfect figure or if your just looking to rob the pantry at 3 am for some snack in booty shorts and a shirt with coffee stain on it he’d cover his face hiding his blushing mess while guiding you to the kitchen to make you something fresh
He’d swoon over you so bad, but never lays his hands on you always hovering over your shoulder or over your lower back, but never quite there (such a gentleman)
He’d complement your every step but notices your foul mood or how tired you get sometimes, he’s there lending a hand without any grand gestures
Doesn’t mean he doesn’t go out of his way to do a grand gesture for you (you once mentioned you really missed this one chocolate cake, but couldn’t remember the exact flavour, Sanji made every chocolate cake flavour known to mankind and made you test each one until you found the one you were craving)
Sanji loves stargazing with you as the smoke of his cigarette slowly drifts away into the cool sea. He turns to you and says, “You're too beautiful for someone like me.”
“Who gets to decide that?”
you snap back with that smug smirk of yours as you snatch the dangling cigarette from his lips and take a small puff. His heart was beating too fast, to the point where it might explode
It was only a few nights later when you put a slow jazz vinyl on play and dragged Sanji to dance with you. He wasn’t sure whether he should touch you, but once you guided his hands to your hips and slowly swayed with the music, he just couldn’t hold back anymore
He kissed you, it felt bubbly, sweet, and intoxicating like a glass of champagne too rich for him, yet your fingers are running through his golden locks as your love-drunk lips let out a tiny chimes of your chuckle
Your bold and bright he loved it he loved how you stole every show, every island he’d see people and creep looking at you and he’d be there admiring you as well (sure hes a bit jealous but he’s knows those sweet lips are only his doesn't mean his grip on your waist tightens) he loves to admire you once a couple will guide you through the market or any place with his hand on your lower back or your hands intertwined
will pick a fight with zoro if he comes too close in training
"OI marimo get your stinky ass away from our precious y/n-"
"what's up your ass this morning curly brows?" zoro replied snarkly raising a brow
"YOU WANNA PICK A FIGHT?"
He opens up to you, and when you stay and continue to love him, he just hugs you tight, swearing on his life that he’d be there for you no matter what
He’d always twirl you around as you dance in your sundress, the lively music of the town dies down, the whispers and shouts are not audible to Sanji as you grin and dance in front of him, the world stops to stare, and Sanji's time is paused in pure awe of you
Worshipping you on his hands and knees, begging for you to show him your new fits for the 100th time
loves to see your new jewelry and definitly shares a few chrome heart like rings (couples goals fr)
Will pay for everything, will snatch anything and everything from hands,
“its not a lady’s job to carry this”
He would rather crush himself with your free pr bags than let you lift your fingers
Will not hold back to kick someone's ass if they come too close to you or are flirting with you, one swift kick and they're about 6ft away and probably have broken all their bones
Sanji loves you, his sun, his life and joy. Just a bit too intoxicating, but who can deny that sly smile, you batting your long fluffy eyelshes and those glossy eyes, your words are rich, your gaze brings him to despare, god he was drunk on you his very own special champagne
