You were probably the loudest person on the Grand Line.
You laughed, fought, and loved with all your heart.
And somehow, for reasons no one could understand, you'd fallen in love with the most emotionally repressed pirate alive.
Trafalgar Law.
The alliance between Luffy, Law, and Kidd was supposed to be professional. Then you met Law.
The problem wasn't that he was handsome. Or his tattoos, or his hat, or the way he looked down on everyone.
The problem was his reactions. Or rather, the lack of them.
No one around you remained calm.
Except Law. Which completely captured your attention.
But despite all of that, Law genuinely liked you somehow. And he hated that. You were loud, reckless and chaotic.
He preferred plans, preparation and silence.
Yet somehow every time you entered a room, his attention followed you.
The thing about loving someone out loud was that you never hid it. You kissed his cheek in front of everyone or smiled beside him while holding his hand.
Law, despite keeping a straight face, secretly adored it.
What no one expected about your relationship with Law was that neither of you were jealous in a normal way. You were both terrifying about it. Only in completely different ways. You would push or threaten to hit anyone who came near him.
Law wasn’t any better. Actually, he might've been worse, because at least you were loud about it. He was terrifyingly quiet.
People always assumed Law was the calm one in the relationship,the reasonable one and compared to you? that was true.
A pirate who once challenged an entire Marine battalion because insulted one of his nakamas.
But the people who thought Law was the safer half of the relationship didn’t know him very well. Because Law didn't express his love openly, but he was dangerous when this one was threatened.
Law looked up from his book. His gaze drifted toward the upper deck where you were currently attempting to teach Luffy how to fish using your hands (a terrible idea actually since neither of you could swim). You were laughing completely unaware of the conversation. Law’s expression softened. The way it only ever did when he looked at you.
“As far as necessary.”
Because the loud one in the relationship was you, the one who shouted their love from rooftops. Law wasn't like that. He loved silently and patiently until the day someone threatens what he loves. Because he would burn down islands and turn the seas upside down without a second thought if it meant bringing you home safe and seeing that smile of yours.
Before the alliance, Law was desperately trying to convince himself that you were merely a crewmate. A temporary one, not even from his own crew but from the Straw Hats.
A very powerful, annoying and beautiful
Just a crewmate. No more.
Then he found you asleep on a cliff.
Not near a cliff, not beside it. Literally on the edge of it. One wrong movement and you’d fall hundreds of feet into the ocean below.
Law stopped walking. And he saw you. Then he looked at you more closely, trying to determine if he was hallucinating from staying up late reading a book. He rubbed his eyes and looked at you again.
“…Bepo?.” He asked calmly
“Yes, Captain?”
“Am I seeing things right?”
Bepo followed his gaze, then he almost passed out.
Law's soul briefly left his body. Zoro, following behind, walked calmly. "They do that all the time." He said casually.
Law's eye twitched. Then he started walking toward you, gently moving you further away from the cliff, and sat beside you while you were sleeping. He stayed there for two hours.
A week later happened again...
Years later, after you started dating, things somehow got worse.
Because now he cared officially. Which meant every terrible habit became infinitely more stressful.
Every time you disappeared, he searched for you.
Every time you got hurt, he was first at your side.
Every time you climbed somewhere ridiculously dangerous, he looked like he was seconds away from developing gray hair.
But despite all of that, he loved every single second by your side.
I truly believe Roronoa Zoro's brain would malfunction every time you touched him.
Before you're ever even 'a thing', he's already obsessed with you, cursing himself under his breath for being just as hopeless as the chef. He can't help it. His eyes follow you every time you move, and drift down to your lips whenever you speak, and suddenly he forgets how to talk because he's thinking about what it would feel like to kiss you.
And you're so affectionate that Zoro thinks you might kill him. You let your hand rest gently on his arm when he's telling you a story and his mind is so overwhelmed that he forgets the ending. Your fingers linger on his as he hands you a bottle of sake and he swears he loses the ability to use his hands, almost dropping the thing every time. And every so often when he curls up against the edge of the ship for a nap, you curl up against him and rest your head on his shoulder as you drift off, the two of you sharing your warmth and making Zoro's heart ache as he inches his arm around you so fall against his chest.
Everyone on the crew notices how completely smitten the swordsman seems to be with you, to the point where if he's telling them something they don't want to hear, they'll call you over because they know he can barely form a sentence around you. Unfortunately Zoro has no idea what to do with these feelings, so it would be up to you to find him alone one afternoon and land that first sweet kiss on his lips to let him know that he doesn't need to be quite so panicked around you. He might be dumbstruck for the next five minutes, but when he finally regains control of his body, you better prepare to be lifted into his arms and granted a thousand more kisses as payback.
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Summary: How do One piece men act before they realise they like you - and when they do ෆ˚
(Disclaimer! I DO NOT own any of the pictures above, or in this fic. Credits to the rightful owner)
Pairings: Portgas D. Ace x reader, Monkey D. Luffy x reader, Trafalgar D. Law x reader, Roronoa Zoro x reader, Shanks x reader (seperate & not in order)
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Luffy:
It's no secret that your captain has a little crush on you.
Well, everyone thinks so at least
You're not really sure because it's Luffy, he's always affectionate and an absolute sweetheart to the people close to him. So maybe everyone is just overthinking things.
But sometimes, there were moments that made you think twice.
Like how every time you guys find an island to explore, Luffy always drags you with him.
How he always ends up sitting beside you every time. Or when he would barge into you, Nami, and Robin's room because he was bored.
The crew noticed it way before you did.
At first they weren't sure if they were assuming things
Every time there's errands to do, Luffy always has to be with you. And if he isn't, he immediately start arguing with everyone and use his title as the captain until he got his way.
How every time Ussop invites him to go fishing, Luffy always asks if you can join. How whenever he catched a big fish, he'd run off to you and start showing off.
Chopper noticed how every time you were sick, luffy would always bring you 'cool things' he found on an island he explored so "you wouldn't miss out"
How luffy always runs off to you every time something cool happens with the biggest grin in his face.
"LOOK! LOOK AT THIS WEIRD BUG I FOUND"
"LOOK AT THIS BIG FISH I CAUGHT"
"LOOK AT THIS NEW TRICK USSOP TAUGHT ME"
Always yelling out to you everytime something happens.
Robin, Nami, Ussop, and Chopper noticed immediately
Sanji, Franky, and Brook noticed shortly after
Zoro also noticed, but didn't care much about it.
But everyone's suspicions were confirmed when luffy did something no one ever thought would happen.
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Everyone was in the dining room, all laughing and enjoying your food. Of course, right next to luffy.
Luffy was busy eating his food, then suddenly, he put his food in your plate.
Everyone went silent, they couldn't believe what they just saw.
Luffy. Sharing. Food?!
"Huh?!" you turned to look at him.
He grinned "Try it, it's really good"
Luffy noticed how quiet it became, he looked over at everyone, confused why everyone looked shocked.
Nami blinked.
Usopp blinked.
Sanji's cigarette fell out of his mouth.
Robin smiled.
"DID YOU JUST SHARE YOUR FOOD?" everyone screamed.
"Yea, so?" Luffy said bluntly, like it was a normal thing for him.
Zoro choked on his sake.
Sanji fainted
"Yo ho ho, oh young lovee" Brook said
Chopper rushed over to luffy "Luffy! Are you sick? This isn't like you to share!"
Luffy took a bite of his food "I wanted y/n to try it!" He paused and turned to face you. "It's good right?" He smiled
Your heart skipped a beat
'What is going on?!' you thought to yourself.
You composed yourself and grabbed a bite "It's really good luf" you smiled
His smile widened and he started grabbing more food for you.
"Here try this!"
"Try this one too!"
Everyone just stared at you two, too shocked to say something.
"Oh dear" Robin chuckled "It seems our captain has fallen in love"
You choked on your food and Luffy turned to Robin looking confused.
"Huh? What does that mean?" he asked
Robin smiled "It's when you always want to be near a certain person and feel weird around them. You always want to spend time with them and be on their side forever"
Nami sighs "You sure that's not too hard to understand? It's Luffy were talking about"
Luffy grumbles "That's it?"
Everyone nods
Luffy blinked
Looked at you and grinned
"Then I think love y/n a lot!" He exclaimed before he went back to eating
...
...
...
And once again, the room went silent.
You could feel your face on fire and everyone's eyes on you two.
What the fuck just happened?!
"What?! You can't just say that so bluntly!" you scold him, but luffy just laughed.
"Why not?" He pouts "That's what I feel about you but I just never knew what it was"
At this point, your brain couldn't process all this information at once. You open your mouth to say something, but no words came out.
"I-uh" you stutter. Too nervous to say the words about to come out of your mouth.
"Hmm?" He responded
You took a deep breath and said "I love you too then" you smiled.
Everyone's eyes popped out of their head
"WHAT" They all screamed.
Let's just say, nobody expected dinner to turn out like this.
Zoro:
Zoro is slightly obvious about it, but just doesn't realise it.
Because for some reason, he happens to be there wherever you are. If your reading a book while sunbathing? He'll come by after a few minutes to take a nap because 'the sun is nice'
Your passing by while he's training? His eyes follow your figure immediately and never take it off you, easily getting distracted which makes him forget how much reps he's done.
You leave the room? He notices way before anybody does even though he was supposed to be asleep already.
His face turns red everytime you smile at him or tease him. Just do anything as simple as breathing and this guy would be blushing like crazy, because he finds it 'cute'
And when anyone points it out, he says the same exact thing.
"Tch, shut up"
Because Zoro still thinks that he's acting normal. Which he isn't, but he's just simply too stubborn to admit it.
Too stubborn to admit that the way his heart races when he's around you isn't normal.
Too stubborn to admit that the way he always ends up wanting to be around you isn't normal.
Too stubborn to admit that how he feels and how he acts around you isn't normal.
But how can he admit to something he doesn't understand?
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You guys stopped over at an island to gather some supplies and decided to split up to make the job easier.
And you ended up going shopping with Zoro. Nobody honestly wanted to go with him because of his ability to always some how get lost and it takes too much time to look for him.
Not that either of you were against the idea.
Matter of fact, Zoro would much rather be with you than anyone else.
But of course, he had to get lost and now your stuck walking around looking for him. You took your eyes off him for 30 seconds and he was nowhere to be found.
As your walking around, you see a guy walking towards you. Then, he spoke.
"Hey, your not from around here right?" He stopped in front of you, hands behind his head.
"No, just visiting" you paused "Have you seen a green haired guy with swords on his torso?"
He raised his eyebrow, looking interested "Green hair? Haven't seen him around. A friend of yours? Or something more?"
'Or something more?'
Oh how you wish that was the case
"A friend" you said quickly, feeling a dust of pink creeping up to your face and your heart beating faster than usual.
"Then how about I help you look for him?" He winked "We can get to know each other in the process"
You paused for a moment, unsure of what to say. I mean, this would make the hunt for a certain moss head easier right?
"Ye-" but before you could even accept his offer, you felt a large rough hand on your shoulder.
"She won't be needing any help" a deep gruff familiar voice grumbled near your ear. You could feel his breath against your ear, which caused your whole face and ears to turn red.
Behind you was none other than Roronoa Zoro. His gaze narrowed down on the guy in front of you. He looked at him so intense, it won't be a surprise if he burned a hole through him.
The poor guy slightly trembled, taking tiny steps back. "Hey hey, I was just tryna help this beauty over here"
Zoro's eyes twitched, you could feel his grip on you slightly tightening. Veins showing on his forehead, obviously agitated at a certain person.
"She clearly doesn't need your help anymore"
"Well can't blame a guy for trying" he sighed. "She said your not her boyfriend so why do you care so much?"
That question made Zoro pause. His jaw tightened and his throat felt dry.
As annoying as he is, he has a point.
'Why does he care so much?'
For a moment, no one spoke. The only noises you could hear were vendors promoting their shop, kids running around, people chattering.
Both men just simply stared at each other, not saying anything. Zoro was the first to break the silence, "It's none of your business"
The man stared at Zoro for a moment before letting out a whistle.
"Y'know, I think someone's inlove"
You felt Zoro stiffen beside you.
"What did you just say?"
The guy laughed nervously "I'm just saying, I went and talked to her then you showed up and been glaring at me the whole time. Then you come over here acting like her personal guard dog"
A vein appeared on Zoro's forehead "Watch your mouth"
"You can't tell me you don't like her"
"I don't"
"You do"
"I don't"
"It's obvious"
'Does this guy have a death wish or what???'
You could feel Zoro's patience disappearing. So before things could get any worse, you quickly stepped between them.
"Okay, that's enough from both of you"
The guy immediately took a step backProbably because he realised he might lose his head.
"Alright, alright. I'm leaving" He turned around and winked at you "See you around then beautiful" he said before walking away.
As he walked away, he looked at Zoro one last time.
"Trust me, man. You've got it bad" Then he disappered into the crowd
For a moment, neither you or Zoro said anything.The busy marketplace carried on around you as if nothing happened.
You cleared your throat.
"So..."
Zoro immediately started walking.
"Tch. We still have supplies to get"
You blinked before hurrying after him.
"Heyy, wait up!"
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After that whole commotion earlier, you and Zoro went back to gathering supplies. But this time, it was unusually quiet.
Normally, you wouldn't think much of it. He wasn't really the talkative type, but today he was quieter than usual.
Usually, you would talk and he would respond properly and listen to you ramble about anything. But today was different. Every time you talk, he'd only answer with a grunt, or a short response before it becomes silent again.
Meanwhile, what the guy said to him kept replaying in his head.
"I think someone's in love"
That's probably the most stupidest thing anyone has ever said to him.
But he couldn't stop thinking about it. Could it be why he always end up near you?
Why he get this weird feeling around you?
Why he get mad when another man tried to get too close to you?
Suddenly, you stop at a stall and picked up something. In your hand was a small cat trinket, a smile spread across your face as you excitedly showed it to Zoro.
"Aw look, it's a cat" you look up to him and smiled brighter than before.
Zoro's breath hitched, and for a moment he just stared at you.
'Why did he get even more nervous when he saw your smile?'
His eyes widened, it all made sense now. The way he would always end up wanting to be near you. The way his heart beats when you smile at him.The way he always notices you without even trying.
And suddenly, maybe the annoying guy from earlier was right.
Tch, you've gotta be kidding me'
You place the trinket down, and notice him just staring at you. His eyes wide open, his breathing uneven, his face all red and flustered.
"... Why are you looking at me like that?"
Your voice snapped him out of it. He looked away fast, while covering his face with one of his hands.
Zoro coughs "I'm not"
"You are"
"I'm not"
A grin slowly spreads across your face.
"Why is your face so red? You look a little flustered"
"It isn't"
"It is"
You stared at him for a little bit before laughing.
"That's cute"
Zoro's head immediately snapped to look at you. His face was redder than it was before
"Eh?!" You laughed even more and kept on walking, completely unaware of the overwhelming situation you put Zoro into.
"Tch, woman wait up!" He snapped back into reality and immediately chased after you.
Ace:
Ace is painfully obvious about it, just not to himself.
Because apparently to his logic, it's normal to spend almost every minute with you. At least his logic says so.
If your sitting alone in the deck, Ace somehow always ends up sitting beside you.
If your helping around in the ship, Ace always finds a reason to help out to.
If your somewhere alone together, he'll stay far longer than he planned.
And when anyone pointed it out
"It's not a big deal"
Because he believes it isn't that big of a deal. So what if he always spends him time around you? You both live in the same ship, so isn't it normal to be around each other often?
But he doesn't realise how he laughs harder than usual when your around.
He doesn't realise that when anything exciting happens, your the first person he wants to tell about it.
And he definitely doesn't realise that he spends more time looking at you than anything else.
But how is he supposed to realise that this feeling is he feels is something else when he's never experienced anything like it before.
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Everyone in the ship noticed it for a long time, except you or Ace.
Because even with everyone's little comments, you genuinely believe that's just the way he is. Always playful. Always flirty. And really clingy.
'That's just the way he is, right?'
At first, the crew thought they were imagining things. Then they started paying attention.
Marco notices how Ace always sat beside you during his meals. Giving you bits of his food to try because he thought it tastes really good.
Izo noticed how if you both were missing, it's always most likely you both are alone together somewhere.
Thatch noticed how he would get all flustered when you smile, or make physical contact with him.
And Whitebeard noticed everything.
Every time Pops asked about it, Ace always had an excuse.
"She's funny"
"I like talking to her"
"Whats the big deal?"
Eventually, everyone just started making bets on how long it will take until Ace realises his feelings for you is 'more than friends'
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Everyone's gathered around one of the tables, eating and talking after a long day. And among those people was Ace telling a story, about you.
Again.
"...And then she tripped over a bucket and somehow blamed me for it"
Everyone laughed, including Ace as he takes another bite of his food.
Then Marco spoke, "You know... You talk about her a lot"
Ace shrugged
"So?..."
Thatch repeated "So?"
"So?" Ace said again
Everyone exchanged looks, then Marco sighed.
"Ace"
"What?"
"Your in love with her"
Ace laughed
"What? Me?" He snickered. Then he looked around and saw that nobody was laughing.
Marco looked completely serious
Thatch looked completely serious
Izo looked completely serious
Pops is just silently grinning
Ace slowly stopped laughing,"... Wait" he paused "You guys are serious?"
Marco nodded, "Very"
Ace immediately shook his head, "No way, seriously?"
Thatch leaned forward. "Seriously"
Everyone shared another look, before they started interrogating him.
"You always sit next to her every meal"
"So?"
"You share food with her"
"And?"
"You spend all day with her"
"We live in the same ship?"
"You started blushing like crazy when he pulled you in a side hug"
A slight tint of pink spreads across his face.
"I did not"
"You did"
"That doesn't prove anything"
Everyone sighed
"Fine" Marco replied. "Where is she right now?"
Without thinking, his eyes dart across the room trying to look for you. He looked at every corner, the door, the stairs, the deck. He looked everywhere but you were no where to be seen.
"She's taking forever, I'll look for her" But before he could stand up, a hand grabs his wrists and stops him.
"See? You didn't even think about it" Marco smirked
"Huh?"
"See? You always do that. The second she's not around, you start looking for her. You always find some excuse to be near her."
The room went completely silent. Ace froze as his eyes slowly widen when the realisation hits him.
Everyone immediately started laughing, exchanging money.
"Pay up"
"I told you it would happen by the end of this month"
"I said before the next island"
All this commotion going on, and Ace was just silent. Because for the first time, he's finally realising that maybe there's more to it. More to the feelings he gets around you.
The way he always wants to talk to you.
The way he always wants to be around you.
The way being around you just felt right.
And suddenly, maybe they weren't wrong. Maybe he is in love
Ace slowly dragged a hand down his face.
"Your joking right?"
And that made the laugher somehow louder than it already was before.
"Nope" Thatch replied.
Pops let out a laugh, "Took you long enough
Shanks:
Nobody really noticed when it started. Not because Shanks was trying to hide it, but he just simply didn't realise what he was doing.
Somehow he would always end up wherever you are every time. You two would just always end up... alone together.
Like how he was only supposed to tell you something little for five minutes turning into thirty minutes.
How every time he makes you laugh with his corny jokes he suddenly gets this weird feeling.
Times like that just ended up getting longer and longer just because neither of you want to stop the conversation.
Shanks never thought much about it. It was simple really. He just found it easy and comfortable to talk to you.
It just slipped its way into his routine without him realising.
And when one of the crew points it out he'd just laugh it off.
Because in his mind, he didn't think anything was going on.
You were just you, fun to talk to that's why he keeps going to you.
At least that's what he told himself.
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The realisation happened in the most random way possible.
The crew stopped by an island to get some supplies, and of course you eneded up spending the whole day with your captain.
Not that you both planned it, it just naturally happened like always.
You both walked around the market, stopping by random stalls and talking about anything.
As you both were walking around, you spotted a stall filled with fruits.
"Shanks look" you tugged on his shirt and pointed at the stall "Those apples look juicy, can we check it out?"
He looked over and chuckled, "Of course.. anything for you"
You roll your eyes at his usual playfulness before walking over to the stall.
An elderly woman running the stall smiles at you two. "Hello, would you like to buy some apples?"
You smile back at her, "Yes please, can we get a kilo of apples?"
Shanks grabbed some money from his pocket before handing it to her.
"Thank you young man, just pick one of those bags"
You look around the table of bagged apples, looking for the best looking ones. Then, you spotted one in the middle of the bunch. But before you could get them, a hand grabs them before you can.
"They're heavy, I'll carry them for you"
Shanks grabs the bag and smiles at you. "It's one kilo, it's not that heavy. You're already holding something, and you've only got one arm. Let me do it" you argue.
He sticks his tongue out "No, let me carry it"
You open your mouth to argue with him some more before you heard the elderly woman giggle a bit.
"Oh what a lovely couple"
You both immediately froze.
"Oh no we're not together"
Beside you, Shanks laughed.
"Not even close"
The woman chuckled before returning to packaging the apples.
Neither of you thought much of it before continuing shopping.
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The day went on like usual, you both walked around did your thing and talked. You pointed out things you like or need for the ship, and he ends up carrying most of them even with how much you argue.
Nothing unusual
Nothing different
But still, his mind went back to what that old lady said.
'Oh what a lovely couple'
Thats stupid, you were just friends
Really good friends. That was all to it
So why is he still bothered about it?
Why can't he stop thinking about it?
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By the time the sun set, you both were back at the ship. Everyone was scattered around the ship's deck, conversations overlapping, crates being moved, people laughing and chatting.
You went and immediately started getting pulled into conversations. Laughing and helping around the ship.
Shanks was leaning on a railing near you, just watching for a moment.
Just... thinking
And in that moment, he noticed something he didn't think much of before.
How his attention always softened and drifted back to you. How he always changes his schedules around just to be with you.
How it felt natural and comfortable around you. And that comment the woman made slowly started to make sense now.
Why people always assume something going on between you two just simply because he acts like it.
Because there is something going on
Well for him at least...
Shanks exhaled through his nose, one hand rubbing the back of his neck as a slow smile formed on his face.
"... That's a problem" he muttered a little softly.
Across the deck, Benn glanced over to him. "Your doing it again"
Shanks continued to look at you.
"What am I doing?"
"The staring"
That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and brief, like he already knew the answer.
He didn’t deny it.
Didn’t ignore it either.
Just let it sit there
"…Yeah" Shanks admitted under his breath.
Then, almost like it caught him off guard even as he said it
He gave a small sigh.
"Damn… I think I’m in love with her."
Law:
Law isn't that obvious about it.
Not because he's good at hiding it, but it's just because nobody thought their captain was capable of falling in love.
It's just simply because he's naturally quiet, distant and cold. The type of person who would rather lock himself up in his room than spend and get to know people.
So even when someone had a slight suspicion, they would usually brush it off.
Because isn't it normal for the captain to remember every little thing about a certain crewmate more than others?
Or why he always know or want to know where you are.
Or how he notices you more than anyone else.
Or how he would always stay by your side and barely leave unless important when your sick?
It's because he's the captain and the doctor, paying close attention to his crew is simply his job.
That's what he thinks at least.
Just a responsibility
Just you.
But Law can't stop wondering why he pays more attention to you more than the others.
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You went out for a quick trip in town to get some supplies you forgot to buy. It was just supposed to be quick and simple, but of course luck was just simply not on your side today.
Because somehow, this island had to be under watch by an vice admiral without you or the crew knowing.
Vice admiral Gou is a new marine officer known for being ruthless and merciless. Gou wasn't really famous like the other admirals, but he still earned a reputation for not letting his targets escape.
And of course, you just had to cross paths with him.
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Back on the submarine, Law was busy as usual in his office.
You were supposed to only be gone for a little while. But that little while turned into an hour, then two.
He let out a long exhausted sigh, you should have been back by now.
Maybe you got distracted
Maybe you got lost
Maybe-
But before he could think of the worst, someone knocked on the door.
"Captain" Bepo said before opening the door. "I'm worried, it's been a while and she still hasn't come back"
Law stood up and grabbed his sword next to him. "I'm going out, watch the ship for me" he said before walking towards the door.
Bepo stepped aside, making a way out for his captain.
"I hope she's okay..."
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The moment he reached town, he could clearly tell something was wrong.
People were running around the streets screaming, a few buildings damaged and the ground was cracked in multiple places.
His heart sank as he immediately thought of you.
Then, he overheard people talking
"A pirate fought that new vice admiral Gou"
"She never stood a chance against him"
He froze, trying to process what he just heard
Then he ran, as quickly as he can.
"Damn it, what did you get yourself into" he cursed to himself.
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After running around the streets, he was starting to lose hope on finding you.
But then there you were, soaked in blood.
You were sitting against a broken wall with chunks of rubble around you. Your clothes were torn, blood staining almost you whole body and the ground under you.
For one second, Law's heart stopped. His mind jumping to the worst possible things.
You weren't moving, you were too still. His chest tightened so bad it hurt.
'What the hell happened here?!'
He immediately ran towards you, heart beating faster than ever. His hands shakly grabbed both your shoulders. The sight of you like this made his heart clench, he couldn't simply stop the tears threatening to come out of his eyes.
He was scared, a feeling he hasn't felt this intense in years.
You felt something wet drop on your face. You struggled to keep your eyes open, only managing to open them barely.
"... Captain?..."
It was a surprise you managed to find the strength to say that. It was a relief that you were still conscious.
"What were you thinking?!" his voice came out harsher than expected. But even while he's scolding you, he's checking your injuries.
Already trying to stop the bleeding
Already making sure your pulse is still there.
Because no matter how angry he was at your stupidity, he was still worried sick about you.
He carefully lifted you into his arms, making sure not to make sudden movements.
Please
Just stay alive
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Back at the submarine, he immediately took care of you and did everything he can to make sure you'll be okay.
He spent long hours, trying to patch you up while the crew waited outside the room. They've never seen Law like this before.
Usually he was calm and collected, but right now he seemed scared and panicked.
And finally after a long time, he finished treating you.
But even though you survived, you still weren't awake.
A day passed, then another
During that time you were in a coma, Law spent all his time in your room.
Sometimes he'll sit beside your bed while reading one of his medical books.
Sometimes he'll try to work, but most of the time he'd just simply watch the steady rise and fall of your chest. Waiting for you to wake up
Making sure you were still breathing. The crew immediately noticed Law would never leave your room.
Because every time they came to visit you, Law was there.
Like he's afraid that if he left, something would happen to you.
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A few days later when your eyes finally opened, Law was right there sitting next to your bed. Like he always had for the past week waiting for you to wake up.
For a moment neither of you spoke, just savouring each other's company.
Then he let out a breath that sounded almost shaky.
"Your an idiot"
Your throat felt dry as you try to form words in your mouth.
"Nice to see you too" you tried to smile, but you felt too weak to do so.
"You nearly died"
The words came out sharper than he thought.
You notice the dark circles under his eyes, how his shoulders slowly start to loosen up. He looked exhausted, like he hasn't slept properly in a while.
Seeing you finally awake made him feel a sense of relief. He didn't have time worry about something happening to you during your slumber.
You stare at him for a moment.
"Have you slept? You looked exhausted"
Law looked away "That's not important"
But it was, because it got him thinking why was he acting like this all of the sudden?
He never acted this panicked when one of the crew almost died once.
But with you it was different. How many hours he spent locked in your room the whole time you were in a coma.
The constant need to check on you, to make sure you were still breathing.
The fear he felt when he thought about losing you.
And that's when the gears in his head fit into place.
The reason why seeing you covered in blood made his heart drop.
The reason why the thought of losing you scared him more than anything else.
The reason why he couldn't leave your side no matter how many times he told himself to get some rest.
Law lowered his gaze, his shoulder resting against the arm rest of his chair.
"...Seriously?"
The words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it.
Because after everything, it all finally made sense to him.
It wasn't just because he was scared of losing a crew member.
He didn't just notice you more because you were a crewmate
ᝰ.ᐟ waking up feeling more than a little needy, you can't help but wake up your husband so that he can fulfil your needs. fem!reader. based on this ask! cw! somno, oral (m and f receiving), previously established consent for free use ig idk, p in v, unprotected, creampie, smut little/no plot
a/n: i am so happy about this ask omg i need zuko so bad #letmehit #pls #needthat i got a little lazy i'm sorry guys
waking up with an ache between your thighs has been a consistent problem for you ever since he's been gone with aang. for the first week or two, your celibacy wasn't difficult. you missed him, not the sex...
...is what you'd say if you wanted to be sweet. but shit isn't cute when you're horny and your fingers just aren't reaching the same depths as his cock! so naturally, when your ravishingly handsome returned home, you had your fill.
or so you thought. it's 2:51 am when your eyes open, the sleep leaving your body disappointingly fast. you know you won't be able to fall back asleep for quite a while now. attempting to sit up, the weight of his arm drags you back down. right. he's back.
smiling to yourself, you roll over to face his sleeping form, softening at the sight of him. eyes shut, lips gently parted, hair loosely put up. you press yourself against him, pillowing your head on his bicep.
his chest rises and falls slowly, consciousness busy in a world of his own making. you shift closer, pressing yourself against him completely, peppering light kisses across his face. he lets out a faint hum, arm tightening around your waist.
it started off innocent, your desire for closeness—you swear! but with his shirtless body pressed against you, his scent, his arm wrapped around you...it's not your fault that you're starting to get worked up.
at first, you decided that you'd deal with it on your own. before he'd passed out, he'd spent quite a bit of time and energy in satisfying you, even after his tiring trip. slowly shimmying out of his hold, you put some distance between the two of you, laying flat on your back.
you slide your hand between your legs, finding yourself wet. gathering up your slick, you start to circle your swollen clit, but huff out of frustration at the dull feeling. you abused the poor bundle of nerves a little too much over the past couple of hours, and now it just doesn't feel as good.
moving your fingers lower, you slide two into your entrance, curling them upwards. you feel a jolt of pleasure, but it's gone just as quick. you keep this up for the next couple of minutes until you're left overheating, sweaty, and frustrated.
sitting up, you toss the blanket off your body, turning your gaze to zuko. you feel bad, seeing how peaceful he looks right now, but you just can't help yourself. not to mention, he has said in the past that he would be okay with you waking him up for sex...
biting your lip, you shift closer, kissing his cheek. "my love," you murmur. he hums again, shifting onto his back, still asleep. you move lower, slowly running your hands down his shirtless body. he twitches a bit as you get down to his pants, slowly tugging them low enough for his cock to spring free.
you begin slowly stroking it, watching it begin to harden under your touch. you lean down, kissing the tip, eyes focused on his face to see if he's aware of what's happening yet. he's still asleep, so you pick up your efforts. you take half of his length into your mouth, wrapping your tongue around it, slowly moving your head.
little by little, his breathing starts to become shallow, and he moves around a bit. you pick up your pace, and are met with his familiar voice. "[name]...?" he mumbles groggily, his bleary eyes opening.
you hum around his cock and he groans, his head falling back. "what- haah...what are you doing...?" he pants, his hand gently sliding into your hair. you pull back, going back to stroking him. "m'sorry. do you want me to stop?" you ask, tilting your head. he chuckles breathlessly, lifting his head up to look down at you again. "no...just a little surprised."
you smile, kissing his tip. "need you, zuko...please." you whisper, slowly rising to hover over him. he blinks the sleepiness away, his hands moving down to cup your hips. "mm, of course, my love..." he hums, dragging you closer.
you straddle him, pressing your lips to his gently. he returns the kiss, one hand sliding up your back and coming to rest on the back of your neck. you quickly deepen the kiss, gently biting down on his lip. he whines a little, parting his lips to let your tongue invade his mouth.
you start grinding your hips back against his already hard cock, dragging your clothed cunt over his length. he moans quietly, hips jerking up. "god, i can feel how wet you are..." he breathes. "you've become so much needier." he teases.
"whose fault is that?" you mumble, kissing down his neck. he hums, tilting his head back. "i know—it's mine. so i have to make it up to you, hm?" he smiles, rolling the two of you over. you giggle, legs bracketing his hips. he smiles, pushing his boxers off all the way. "don't worry. i've thought about this a lot too." he whispers, starting to kiss your neck.
as he sucks and mouths at your sensitive skin, his hands move down to undo your robe, letting it fall open. "god..." he murmurs, pulling back to look at you. "my beautiful wife." he coos, starting to kiss down your chest. you exhale shakily, sliding your hand into his hair, letting it fall out of its loose bun. you look down at him, meeting his golden eyes that see you and only you.
his warm mouth gently descends onto your breast, tongue probing at your nipple. you whine quietly, arching a little. as he lavishes attention on your breasts, his left hand slides between your legs, gathering your slick. you gasp shakily when he touches your sensitive clit, head falling back.
after a few minutes of that, he slowly begins moving south again, kissing along your stomach. you suck in a breath, gently pushing his hair out of his face. he smiles, hands coming to hold your thighs. he nuzzles against your right thigh, pressing kisses to it, keeping it sweet and soft. you huff, hips bucking a little. "zukooo..." you whine. you appreciate his loving touches—really, you do. but right now, you want him to fuck you.
he chuckles quietly, pressing one last kiss to your thigh before burying his face into your cunt. you moan, back arching up off the bed, thighs clamping down around his head. he eats you out like a man starved, messy and needy, hands on your thighs trying to pull you impossibly close.
all too quickly, it becomes too much. you start trying to run from the overwhelming pleasure, but zuko doesn't let you. before you know it, your orgasm hits you like a wave, his name leaving your mouth in a desperate moan.
he helps you ride through your orgasm, leaving one final kiss to your clit before pushing himself up onto his forearms, his hips nudging yours. "good?" he murmurs. "mhmmm...but i want you, baby." you pant. he smiles, kissing the corner of your mouth.
he guides his cock to your entrance, rubbing his tip against your slit to gather the wetness, before pressing it against you. "you ready?" he asks gently, pressing his forehead to yours. you nod, wrapping your legs against his waist. he slowly pushes in, each inch stretching you deliciously. you mewl, hips lifting up to meet him halfway.
once he bottoms out, he goes still, burying his face into your neck. "fuck..." he pants, pulling out almost entirely, before slamming back in. you gasp, nails digging into his back. "zuko-! fuck..." you cry out, holding onto him desperately as he sets a punishing pace.
he reaches down, rubbing at your clit, mouthing at your neck. already sensitive from your previous orgasms from now and a few hours before, you whimper out his name. he pulls his fingers away, sliding them into your mouth as he continues to fuck you.
you suck on his fingers, tasting yourself on them. he groans—from both the pleasure he feels, and from the pornographic sight of you sucking on his fingers like it's your favorite thing in the whole world.
"mm..." you release his fingers, brows furrowing. "i'm close- fuckfuckfuckfuck, please zuko.." you pant. "it's okay. it's okay, me too. just come for me." he encourages, pushing your thighs up to put you into a deep mating press.
it's not long before another orgasm washes over you, your pussy clamping down on his cock. he whimpers, continuing to thrust messily into you as he spills inside of you, hips jerking a little before he goes limp. he lets your legs stretch out before he flops onto you, panting against your neck.
you exhale deeply, playing with his hair. "that was nice." you muse, earning a snort. "so casual." he teases, kissing your shoulder.
"That's it, sweetheart," Zuko hums, head lolling back against the pillows, eyes fluttering shut. Your lower lash line is gleaming with balled-up tears as you gaze up at Zuko hopelessly, who is pleasantly blissed out. A strong hand reaches out to intertwine with your hair, fingers massaging your scalp softly as he rolls his hips up slowly into your tight throat, a shaky sigh leaving his lips. "Taking me so well."
His praise wasn't helping the ache you feel, your clit throbbing painfully against your panties as you struggle to take as much of what you could of Zuko's length of what you can, his tip hitting deep down your throat. "You can take some more," Zuko mumbles, wiping a tear that slips down your pretty cheek, "You're doing so good."
Not helping, not helping at all, you whimpered and hummed in response, spreading vibrations through his cock. He moaned helplessly in response, causing you to want more of him. You were trying to take him as deep as you could without gagging on his cock, using your hand to jerk off the reminder that didn't fit into your mouth. "There we go, so good for me."
ᝰ.ᐟ when your boyfriend, sasuke, suggests a threesome with his roommate, megumi, you're more than a little interested. a party of three quickly turns into a party of four when zuko shows interest in you at a function. sasuke is a CUCK!!! sasuke and megumi are kind of homosexual. no smut yet. modern au.
a/n: this concept came to me in a vision.......#ihaveatype i know sasuke is ooc guys i just couldnt figure out how to make him be down for this unless he was a bisexual cuck IM SORRY!!!! i was gonna make this a one part thing but i lowk had so much fun writing the tension that it took up 5 pages so i decided id put the smut in the next part and introduce zuko next time too #imsorry
you and sasuke have always had a very secure relationship. entering your junior year of college, you feel more than a little lucky to still be with the same boy you fell for when you were 17. despite all the warnings, playful and serious, there’ve been nary any problems that college has thrown your way aside from a few disagreements here and there. andhistotallyhotroommate.
megumi had been random at first. just the guy sasuke got paired with freshman year. but somehow, over time, they clicked. and the more you got to know him, the more unsettling it became. because “similar” didn’t even begin to cover it. they liked the same things. spoke the same way. carried themselves with that same quiet energy. and worst of all—they looked alike. close enough that sometimes it made your stomach flip around megumi.
close enough that you noticed. close enough that you hated that you noticed. at first, you felt awful about it. guilty in a way that made you wanna vomit. but nothing ever happened, so…it didn’t matter. right? so what if there’s a vibe when you two are alone together? it’s not like you’d cheat on sasuke!
“i have to take this.” sasuke murmurs as his phone rings, getting off the bed. you sit up, nodding once, before letting your eyes fall to megumi. he’s looking at sasuke, who’s stepping out into the hall to pick up the phone, before looking back at the laptop that’s sat on a table between both of their beds. he knows you’re looking, but he’s choosing not to acknowledge it.
you and megumi have always been…close. at least, close enough—partly due to his friendship with sasuke, partly due to the fact that you’d spent so much time in their dorm during freshman year. it wasn’t weird back then. you’d made sure it wasn’t. but lately…it’s been different. a few months ago, something changed. now, he disappears whenever you show up—stepping out minutes after you arrive, or conveniently not being there at all. the first time you asked sasuke about it, he just shrugged. said he doesn’t think it’s intentional.
maybe it isn’t. maybe you’re imagining it. maybe he really is just busy, and he doesn’t mean to avoid you. which is why you begged sasuke over and over again to set up a movie night or something with the three of you—an excuse to see if megumi would dip once he realized he’d have to be in close proximity to you for a few hours. and considering the awkward, tense, silence in the room, you’re starting to worry that you might be right. “do you…like the movie?” you attempt, reaching over to pause it.
megumi glances at you briefly, then back at the screen. “it’s fine,” he says shortly, picking up his phone. the silence comes back heavier. you exhale through your nose, irritation bubbling up. right. okay. swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you stand and cross the small space between you, dropping onto his mattress without asking.
“you’re being annoying,” you huff. he goes still. it’s subtle, but you catch it—the slight hitch in his breathing, the tension in his shoulders. “I’m not doing anything,” he replies, voice tight. tilting your head, you reach out and snatch his phone from his hands before he can react, already sliding back off the bed. “exactly.” he stands immediately, about to grab it back when sasuke steps back into the dorm. he pauses, eyes flickering between you and megumi.
he doesn’t say anything at first, his gaze lingering on megumi’s phone, before slowly lifting it to your face. then back to megumi. you look back at sasuke, hoping he can’t sense the tension between the two of you. with a flat look, he asks, “what’s going on?”
you open your mouth, ready to play this off as something unserious—because it is! but the words die down in your throat once you see the way megumi is looking at you. his gaze is fixated on you, almost guilty. not indifferent or avoidant like usual. conflicted. “i was just…” you start, but megumi interrupts. “give me back my phone, [name].” he says quietly, voice monotone.
you don’t. not immediately. because the air in the room shifts, subtly. sasuke exhales, stepping further into the room and locking the door behind him. “you’ve both been weird,” he says, more factually than accusatory. “for a while.”
once again, a defense sits at the tip of your tongue, but you go quiet. you’re unsure what he means. does he sense the discomfort megumi has around you? or does he sense the attraction you have towards megumi? or maybe, it’s your guilty conscience playing tricks and sasuke’s talking about something else entirely.
exhaling quietly, you speak. “he’s been avoiding me,” you mumble, sounding like a kid telling on him. “every time i come over.” you add, eyes flicking back to megumi. sasuke’s gaze shifts back to him too, causing his jaw to tighten. “...i haven’t.”
“you have.” you push, setting his phone down. “you always leave. or you just aren’t here. and you can’t even sit in a room with me without acting like-” you cut yourself off with a groan. “acting like what?” megumi cuts in, voice sharper. you hesitate. because you do notttt have a safe answer.
sasuke watches the exchange carefully, head tilting slightly. his eyes narrow—not in anger, but in focus. like he’s piecing together a puzzle of some sort. “say it.” he says, quieter this time, to you. your heart stutters and you look between the two again, swallowing harshly. fuck, what do you even say? i think your roommate wants to fuck me, and i think i want that too? you could lose sasuke over this. you could lose megumi over this. they could lose each other over this! so much for your playful teasing.
giving one last look to megumi, you fully face sasuke. “...like he has a reason to avoid me or something.” you force out, feeling your face warm up. god, how self-obsessed! assuming megumi wants you just because he’s been distant? you regret the words as soon as they leave your mouth, but there’s no easy way out now.
megumi lets out a slow breath, dragging a hand through his hair, like he’s debating whether to say something or not. sasuke doesn’t look surprised. that’s what throws you. “...i was wondering how long it would take,” he murmurs. your head snaps toward him. “what?” but he’s not looking at you anymore. he’s looking at megumi. and there’s something almost…knowing in his expression. megumi lets out a quiet, humorless laugh, shaking his head. “don’t.”
“don’t what?” you cut in, confused by the exchange. megumi doesn’t answer, head hanging low, and sasuke smirks. “i think you’re right, [name].” he says, eyes not leaving his roommate. “but i think you’re leaving out the part where you feel the same.”
you freeze, heart dropping. “sasuke, i- what? you’re my boyfriend.” you stammer, stepping towards him. “i know,” he responds calmly, tilting his head. “so you shouldn’t lie.” you feel like you’re going to throw up. he’s definitely going to leave you now. god, you’re so stupid! “sasuke, i don’t-” you cut yourself off, voice shaky, eyes filling with tears. sensing your panic, he steps closer, taking your wrist. “i’m not upset.” he murmurs, thumb rubbing against your skin. you open your mouth to speak but are interrupted by megumi, who stands abruptly. “stop.” sasuke keeps his comforting grip on you, but his attention has shifted again.
megumi drags a hand over his face, frustration written plainly across his features. “you're acting like this is some kind of joke." he mutters. “it’s not.” sasuke replies. “then quit talking about it like you've got it all figured out.” megumi’s eyes finally meet yours.
for months, you'd been trying to figure out why he'd been avoiding you. why conversations had become shorter. why he always seemed to disappear whenever you showed up. now, for the first time, he looks completely honest. “i started avoiding you because i couldn't stop thinking about you.” he says plainly. both you and sasuke are caught off guard by his blunt confession, and megumi can’t meet your eyes anymore. you see the blush dusting his cheeks—the anxiety rolling off him in waves. you’re unsure of what to say. if you say you feel the same, you lose sasuke. if you don’t, you lose megumi. “sasuke-” you turn to look at him.
“i know.” he cuts you off. you blink. “you know?” you ask dumbly. megumi groans, sitting back down. “i told him months ago.” what? you look back at megumi, then sasuke again, gaping at him like a fish. sasuke shrugs lightly. “he thought the solution was to stay away from you.” he explains. “it was.” megumi retorts. “clearly not.”
all this time, while you'd been convinced you were imagining things, the two of them had apparently known exactly what was going on. “you both knew?” you ask. megumi nods reluctantly. sasuke does too. “and nobody thought to tell me?”
“you were happy,” megumi says quietly. “you and sasuke were good. i wasn't going to make things complicated.” you exhale shakily, unsure of what to say. all this time, he wasn’t avoiding you because he disliked you—it was restraint. the silence stretches on as you battle with this whole moment, and megumi laughs under his breath. “this is exactly why i didn’t want to do this.” he mutters. “pretending didn’t help.” sasuke shrugs. “i didn’t tell you because i didn’t see any reason to. but then you started asking about him all the time, and it clicked.” he continues, releasing your wrist. you feel guilt churning in your stomach, the anxiety returning. “i…okay.” you sigh, taking a step back.
both of them watch you as you sit back down onto sasuke’s bed, fidgeting with your fingers in your lap. “i…love you, sasuke.” you begin, looking at him. “but,” your eyes flicker to megumi. “i’m not going to lie and say that i don’t feel anything for megumi. i don’t know if it’s emotional—i don’t think it is.” you mumble, wincing at the last part. way to rip out both of their hearts. “but i am attracted to him. and i have missed him.” you admit.
the confession settles heavily over the room. for a second, nobody says anything. you can't bring yourself to look at megumi anymore. your eyes stay fixed on your hands, twisting together in your lap. the silence feels unbearable.
“okay.” your head snaps up. sasuke is leaning against his desk, arms folded loosely across his chest. he doesn't look angry. if anything, he looks thoughtful. “okay?” you repeat. “yeah.” you stare at him. “that’s all you have to say?” you ask incredulously. “what do you want me to say?” he shrugs. “i don’t know!” you let out a frustrated laugh. “something, sasuke—anything indicative about how this impacts our relationship.” you huff.
“i already knew.” he says simply. your face burns. “but what does that mean?” you ask. “it means if i was going to break up with you over this, i would’ve done it by now.” he says simply. his words make the panic in your chest lessen—just a little. beside him, megumi looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. his jaw is tight. his shoulders are tight. everything about him is tense. you glance over and he immediately looks away.
“say something,” you mumble. megumi lets out a breath. “what am i supposed to say?” he retorts. you shrug helplessly. “i figured if i couldn't handle being around you normally, i should probably stop putting myself in situations where i had to be.” you blink. “that was your solution?” you huff. “it sounded smarter in my head.” despite everything, a laugh escapes you. megumi immediately looks annoyed.
“what happens now?” you ask quietly. neither answers right away. sasuke's gaze flicks toward megumi. megumi notices. immediately. “no.” he says. “what?” sasuke asks. “no.” he repeats. “you don't even know what i was going to say.”
“i do, actually.” megumi retorts. you stand up, stepping towards them. “what?” you ask, stopping in front of sasuke. he shoots megumi a sideways glance before pulling you close, kissing you. you freeze, caught off guard. you can feel megumi’s gaze on the two of you—the way sasuke is holding you tighter than normal, almost possessive. you break away, a little dazed. “what was that for?” you ask weakly.
megumi looks away. the last twenty minutes have felt like somebody dumped your entire emotional life onto the floor and told you to sort it out. sasuke sighs quietly. “i’m not mad at you.” he assures. “i know.” you respond, confused by his random reassurance. “you clearly don't.” his gaze moves between the two of you before he shakes his head. “you both make this harder than it needs to be.”
“some of us experience human emotions, sasuke.” you huff. “then do something about it.” he murmurs before nudging you towards megumi. you both look at sasuke with wide eyes, while he looks frustratingly casual. “do what?” you ask warily. “kiss him.” he shrugs. “what? no!” you exclaim, blushing profusely. he smirks, tilting his head. “what—did you think we’d act like this conversation never happened?” he questions, tone almost mocking. “sasuke, stop.” megumi says sharply, also flustered.
sasuke locks eyes with you and a silent moment passes before you exhale, looking back at megumi. he looks a little alarmed, unsure of what you’re thinking. you step closer—testing your limits. he tenses up but he doesn’t stop you when you cup his face, breath fanning his lips. “are you sure?” you whisper, unsure if you’re talking to sasuke or megumi. neither of them reply, though. with a shaky breath, you finally let your lips ghost over megumi’s, and his composure snaps. his hands slide up your body to grip your waist, pressing his mouth against yours, kissing you hard. you gasp against his mouth, struggling to keep up with him. you haven’t kissed anyone aside from sasuke in god knows how long, and you can’t tell if this feels wrong or perfect.
you let out small whimpers against his mouth, one hand tugging at his hair. you’re acutely aware of sasuke’s gaze on the both of you—guilt and arousal churning in your stomach. you finally break away from megumi, both of you panting softly. you turn around, looking back at sasuke with a dazed expression on your face. he steps closer, cupping your cheek, thumb brushing against your bottom lip. his own lips are parted, breathing a little heavy. “sasuke…” you breathe. he kisses you, sliding his tongue into your mouth. before you can respond, he pulls away again, looking at megumi. a silent understanding passes between the three of you and you slowly take a step back.
you watch with baited breath as the two of them lean in, a slight hesitance present before their lips meet. and that’s when you know—things aren’t going to be the same after this.
a/n: i know this is kind of shit guys that's my bad......this has been sitting in my drafts since like march and i got so sick and tired of it
includes: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Wally West, Roy Harper, Barry Allen & Hal Jordan
summary: the small things he does that drive you wild before you start dating
cw: gn! reader, smoking (roy's), casual intimacy, pre-relationship, lmk if i missed anything, all of these are based on real things men have done to me
eeee im back!! you guys will never believe me when i say i wrote barry's part first </3 im kinda obsessed w that man i can't lie. also trying out the taglist yay!! sooo happy about that <3 if anything goes wonky w it pls let me know!!
Dick Grayson:
Dick is always touching you. You’re not even sure if he realizes it, if he even notices how his hands always wander to your body. You’re hanging out with friends and his hand is on your knee, keeping you from anxiously shaking your leg. You’re driving in his car and he’s tapping his fingers to the rhythm of the song onto your thigh. You’re waiting to get a drink at the bar and his chest is pressed entirely against your back, blocking you from the wandering eyes in the room.
He sings to you constantly. You’re in the car and your favorite song comes on and he’s singing with you, you’re at a store and he’s flashing you a grin and mumbling along to the words. He’s not a half-bad singer either, and the way he seems to mean every damn word makes you dizzy.
Jason Todd:
Jason always gets as close to you as possible, sometimes without even realizing it. If you show him something on your phone, he’s inches away from your back, head dipping into the crook of your neck to squint at your screen. If you’re going to a cafe, he’s sitting in the seat next to you, the side of his thigh touching yours.
He listens so incredibly intently to everything you say, his eyes solely focused on you. He’ll nod along and ask questions and make faces when you tell him about the drama in your personal life. Sometimes his gaze is so intense that you can’t meet his eyes, awkwardly trailing off, face burning from the attention he’s giving you.
Tim Drake:
Tim says I love you like it’s second nature to him, like it’s the easiest thing in the world. It slips out casually when you’re gaming and save him in game, tumbles off his lips when you show up to class with his favorite soda, it’s said intentionally when you correct him on something he’s wrong about.
He’s always taking pictures of you, too. Candids of you looking out the window, walking down the street, sipping on your coffee. There’s intentional ones, too. Where he poses you, meticulously angles the camera to capture you through his own eyes. You swear you catch a glimpse of one in his wallet.
Barry Allen:
Barry always holds the door for you, no matter what. He definitely does that thing where if you pull the door open, he places his hand above your head and holds it until you’re all the way through. When he does it, all you can think about is how tall he is and how nice his forearm looks.
On the same note, he’s very subtly protective. If you lean down to grab something, he’s covering the corner of the table with his hand so you don’t bonk your head on it. If he notices your shoelace is untied, he’s bending down and tying it without thinking twice.
Hal Jordan:
Hal teaches you to play pool by putting his hands on your hips and lining up the shot for you. He tries his best to keep his hands away from anything sensitive, but just the very feeling of his warm palms on the sides of your jeans has your stomach doing somersaults.
However, whenever you touch him, he’s sucking in a breath, the tips of his ears turning pink. That sound is like music to your ears, the soundtrack of the time you’ve spent with Hal. It could be anything from you brushing his hand with yours, to you hugging him when you sink a ball in pool, and Hal reacts like that every damn time.
Wally West:
Wally shares everything with you. He’s so casual with it, bringing his straw up to your lips so you can taste his iced coffee, or feeding you ice cream right off of his spoon without thinking about it. He’ll take sips of your drink, too, drinking out of the exact spot you had been, his lips touching where yours did.
He’s the king of casual intimacy—probably because he doesn’t think until he’s doing it, and then he’s a blushing mess. He grabs your hand to show you something, wraps his arm around you to guide you through a crowd, stands behind you in a line so closely that you can feel the heat radiating off of him.
Roy Harper:
Roy shares clothes with you. He lends you his favorite sweater when it’s cold out and now that’s your sweater. You jokingly steal his hat but he never asks for it back and the next time you hang out, you’re wearing it. You leave your scarf at his place when it’s snowing and the next time you see him, nose pink and cheeks red, he’s got it wrapped around his neck. He loves it—it’s like his secret little way of claiming you.
He’s always helping you out in the smallest ways. He opens your water bottle before he hands it to you, holds your bag while you’re trying on clothes. Whenever you ask him for a lighter, he cups his hand over your face and lights your smoke for you while it’s in your mouth.
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(contents)♪ gn reader、fluff fluff fluff、small implications of intimacy & sex but nothing explicit、you & zoro are just so in love、zoro is a sweetheart、little chopper appearance at the end ♫♡ . . 𓊆ྀི wc: 1.6k 𓊇ྀི
𝓝ot𝑒 ⊹ i feel i kinda rushed the end but i just didn't know how to finish it off p(´⌒`。q) maybe i will rewrite it some day but for now enjoy! EEE I AM SO IN LOVE WITH HIM SQUEALS ><
it had been two years since you were separated from your crew. your second family. it felt like your entire world had been flipped upside down, and for quite some time, you were terrified of what would happen to both yourself and your crewmates. it was a daunting feeling . . . one that caused you much unease.
then your captain made headlines in the newspapers, flashing the 3XD2Y on his arm.
so now here you were as promised, just about to set foot on sabaody, the place where everything had gone awry. and to your surprise, there was no disquietude within you — just a longing to finally reunite with your beloved crew.
in particular, you were looking forward to meet with your dear marimo again. you had always wondered how much he would have changed after all this time apart — had he grown any bigger since you'd last met? had his voice changed whatsoever, or was it still just as mellow as you remembered it to be? had he become more outgoing, or was he still the stoic yet sweet man you'd come to fall for?
only time would tell.
you were scuttling around sabaody, desperate to find any of your crew members — though it was obvious that you were looking for a certain green-haired man as your heart thrummed erratically at the thought of seeing him.
so of course, you went inside every bar you came across, hoping to see that tuft of green in your view. but so far, you'd been to nearly twenty of them and hadn't seen him in any single one of them! it was beginning to aggravate you and you told yourself that you were going to bite his head off the second you were face to face with him!(a little vow that you did not keep!)
you noticed the sun was soon about to set and with a defeated sigh, you decided to turn yourself in for the night and continue this hunt of yours for the next day. as you headed towards your abode, a voice called out behind you. a voice that you knew all too well . . . one that gave you butterflies every time you heard it and made your mind giddy with delight.
zoro . . . there he stood behind you. with the sweetest shy expression you'd ever seen him wear, clutching on to a bouquet of prettily arranged flowers, all in your favourite colours. "hi there." he said, a pink hue dusting his cheeks as well as the tip of his nose.
you practically leaped into his arms, holding onto him so tight as if you were afraid he would be gone again. and he held you in the same manner, close and dear, making up for the all the time you two had lost with each other.
it was you to first pull away, cupping his face in your hands. which was when you noticed the scar that was carved over his left eye. your thumb grazed it over with a touch so feather-like, he barely even felt it. "it doesn't hurt at all, don't worry." zoro reassured you, dragging his own thumb across your face, besotted by how soft your skin still felt under his skin.
it was like you had been in his arms just a few days ago, laying underneath the pretty moonlight, picturing what the future held for him and for you together.
"hope you didn't miss me too much." he teased, planting a gentle kiss in the middle of your temple. you simply rolled your eyes at his lame joke but that still didn't stop the wide smile that stretched across your features, this giddy feeling surging throughout your entire body.
"i suppose those are for me then." you mused, locking your eyes onto the large bouquet in zoro's hands. he nodded sheepishly, handing it over to you with a look scrawled across his face like he'd been caught doing something naughty.
"hope you didn't steal them." you giggled, taking a sniff of the fragrant flowers. he just rolled his eyes, lightly pinching your sides, "no i didn't. i'm not that kinda pirate."
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as the night dwindled on, the two of you had found yourselves at shakky's bar, quickly finding out that the owner had quite a fondness for your straw hat captain. so she'd been gracious enough to let the both of you take whatever you'd like, free of cost. how were you supposed to turn down such a generous offer?
"so you'd been training with the dracule mihawk?!" you spat in disbelief. that explained zoro's drastic change in build . . . not that you were complaining — not in the slightest! especially after seeing his bare chest, so broad and sturdy. you were really restraining yourself from pouncing on him then and there!
"the one and only." he said, mindlessly tracing circles on your thighs. an endearing little habit of his that you had missed these last two years. "it was hell. but i am definitely much stronger than i was before. curly brows would have no chance against me."
"you think curly brows wouldn't have gotten stronger too, hm?" you said, biting back a smile.
"pfft, not more than me." he took a swig of his booze, some of it trickling down the sides of his mouth.
it was now your turn to fill him in on all the rigorous training that you had been under — props to your stringent teacher who wouldn't let you rest until they were satisfied. it had been pure torture to be under their tutelage and you'd wanted to quit countless of times, but it was because of them that you were able to stand and fight so strong.
"seems like we've been through a lot." zoro mused, leaning in so that you could smell the booze right on his breath.
". . . yeah we have." you susurrated, softly interlacing your fingers with his. he let you do so, squeezing your hand in the process. it grounded you. "i have really missed you."
"me too." he replied in a heartbeat.
his face was mere inches apart from yours, and you could feel the heat radiating off of his body. his free hand reached up to your face, cupping it with such tenderness, it tugged at your heartstrings at how soft he always was with you.
then in another heartbeat, his lips latched onto yours, catching you completely offguard. but like muscle memory, your lips began to move in harmony with his, savouring both the bitter taste of the booze as well as the natural sweetness of his own lips. your mind had practically turned to mush, having dreamt of kissing your precious boyfriend everyday since you were apart.
"my my, you two are such a cute couple."
the both of you instantly pulled away from each other, faces burning up with embarrassment as shakky stood behind the bar with a cigarette in hand, watching at the adorable sight before her.
"reminds me of the good ole days." she chuckled, taking a quick inhale of the cigarette. "savour these moments with each other. they go by quicker than you think."
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you and zoro had decided to come back to the hotel room you had booked — not before coming to the horrific realisation that your mossbrained boyfriend had just been sleeping outside on the streets. he'd argued that he didn't need a bed and anything he did need, he could find someplace to do just that.
gosh, sometimes you really wondered why you were so in love with this idiot!
the moment the doors were closed, you were at each other's faces — hungry, ravenous, and passionate. clothes were stripped off one another and bodies were being marked with kisses and love bites. the room seemed to grow hotter with each passing moment. each kiss more ardent than the last. each touch more feverish than before.
your bodies soon became entangled with one another, him filling you and stretching you open so well while you clenched around him so deliciously, the feeling nearly sending him to heaven. the sounds of your cute moans mixed with his low grunts echoed throughout the room, accompanied by the soft wet sounds of skin slapping against each other.
and when it had come to an end, his body was completely flush against yours, the only sounds now permeating the room was that of your synchronised heavy breaths. then, he lifted his face to meet yours, and in the most heartfelt tone you'd ever heard, he whispered, "i am so happy i met you."
even when the morning came, your bodies were intertwined with one another; hands interlaced, legs overlapped, faces nuzzled against the other . . like there was even the slightest of possibilities that you'd be separated again and the both of you were doing all you could to prevent that from happening.
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over the next few days, the rest of the crew had come trickling in to sabaody. franky in his new super design; usopp with a body nearly three times bigger than you remembered; chopper ever the adorable little reindeer — oh, how you'd missed them so dearly!
"so you and zoro were the first ones here?" chopper asked, walking besides you as he munched on a stick of cotton candy that you'd bought for him.
"mhm~" you replied, sitting down on one of the benches nearby. "it was really wonderful to have some time alone with him."
chopper nodded in agreement, cutely scarfing down the sweet before him. "he is so in love with you." the reindeer said, pieces of cotton sticking to the corners of his mouth.
"he is." chopper continued, blinking up at you with those precious eyes of his. "i think . . it must have been super hard for him to be away from you for so long. musta really hurt him."
you patted his head, a fond smile stretched across your face. "you're so cute, chopper."
"that compliment doesn't make me happy, you fool~~!"
the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be a part of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
Emo!Choso who still likes using a fIip phone—texting you sappy song Iyrics throughout the day. Sometimes even making you his own- did he tell you he pIays electric guitar? Emo!Choso who teIIs you to heIp him put his eyeIiner on - and keeps pressing soft pecks to your Iips as you do…so cIose. Emo!Choso who you have to stop from getting a massive tattoo of your name- right across his chest, or maybe a tramp stamp? How about something simpIer Iike an initial…?
ace who visits islander!reader whenever he can, surprising her with gifts he stole found from the various places he’s visited. jewelry, hair accessories, flowers that he tried his best to keep alive, small kimmidolls etc, all things that he’d think you’d like.
the only issue is that whenever he brings you these stolen gifts it ends up in rejection and a soft spoken lecture on how you won’t accept his stolen gifts because of karma! his cabin on pop’s ship is full of trinkets that were all softly denied by you.
he’s is constantly questioned by his brothers on all these random items in his room but were only met with a deep sigh. ace was a pirate, why should he buy gifts and treasures with his hard taken earned berries when he’s a globally feared devil fruit user? he just doesn’t get you.
you were in your hut, bangles jingling as you moved around the candle lit room, gathering medicine for a child who waited behind you. the girls mother was sick and was sent to go get medicine from you, you with a devil fruit that could make any plant you knew of. you who provided for the islands village whether it was prayers or medicine. you who didn’t charge for anything because you thought you had everything you needed in life already.
you put the medicine into a small jar, closing the top tightly before kneeling in front of the child and handed it to her.
"two spoonfuls a day, one in the morning once at night. take good care of your mother, okay?"
"yes, miss [᪥]. thank you!"
when the child left, you sighed as you stared at the familiar hatted shadow outside of your hut.
"ace."
there were a few seconds of silence before he stepped in. shirtless per usual. he took off his bright orange hat with a small sack that made the same jingling noises as your wrists.
"hey, [᪥]."
he looked almost bashful, sun-kissed skin glowing from the candles as he relaxed in the arms you wrapped around him and pressed your lips to his cheek. he stiffened a little when your hands felt up his arms, gentle squeezes on his biceps to feel the man you haven’t seen in cycles.
"your gained a little. in a good way."
ace was still stiff under your touch, suddenly pushing the pouch into your hands.
"got these for you. didn’t steal ‘em this time either. promise."
your eyes widened a little, opening the pouch to reveal jade bangles that would go perfect with the gold ones you wore on your wrist already. you examined the very much real jade in your hands, sliding them gently past your fingers and thumb and gave them a little shake. they were beautiful.
"where’d you get these? they’re beautiful."
"got them from some trader in alabasta a while back for you. been sitting in my cabin for a while."
his words came out in mumbles, eyes fixed on a lit incense on your table. nervous hands planted on your waist as you took off one of your necklaces to put it on his neck. the gold layered with his red beads that lingered above his chest.
he was about to protest before your lips pressed into his, fingers trailing to cradle his face. gods did Ace miss you.
a/n from layla ❀: first time publishing for one piece and don’t know how to feel.. was kinda inspired by the first scene of smoke and annie from sinners. i miss aceeeeeuhhhh.
How I look reading the most unhinged, absolutely feral smut known to mankind even tho I literally went looking for something soft and wholesome ‘cause I had a shitty day… but now I can’t stop reading ‘cause the smut is lowkey good as hell.
Damn bro… sometimes I even surprise myself with the stuff I read.