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I'm an avid fan of all things I do game a lot and I also love to dig around in my interests.
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I do occasionally pick up the dusty ass need to write so I could in the future write for anime and/or game series..
I also love to listen to game/anime/movie OST'S and in general music produced for these things, other than that I'm open to most genre's granted I don't listen to it all too much cause it lowkey overwhelms my brain.
Currently what itches my brain just right: Delirious-照井順政
NOT a fan of AU! stuff or crossovers unless it's crack-fics, though I won't ever bash someone for liking them, I just won't engage.
I typically focus on OC or x reader inserts cause that just catches my attention, I'm also most likely to write for x reader, OC.
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JJK, AOT, One Piece, Love is Hard for Otakus, Devil May Cry (2007), Belle, Spy x Family, Chainsaw man (Aki my beloved ;-;), Maquia When the Promised Flower Blooms, 86, Obey me series games (Mammon my dearest munchkin <3), Warframe,Devil May Cry 1,3,4,5 (we don’t talk about 2), Stardew Valley, The House in Fata Morgana, Final Fantasy VII-reamake and rebirth, Love and Deepspace (briefly-i love me my Sylus), Wuthering Waves-(Big on Qiuyen), Gears of War 1,2,3,
the sudden realisation that i need to see a naoya fic where hes on his high horse and then gets shut down by seeing someone he idolizes being a sub for someone that he starts questioning everything and the realisation that it might just be everything he stands against, but god why is it not leaving his mind at all? He spends days overthinking and being an ass escalating situations left and right hes so frustrated about it that he doesnt know where to put himself anymore and one day someone makes a comment about him that refers to him as a dog that needs taming, and the rest follows
Excited breathy moans falling from your lips as you tried to hold your hand over his only for it to be smacked away as he spanked your ass resting his long yet muscular leg on your side as he rammed you into the silk covered matress, his characterly large hands dipping down your back as he smoothed over your spine rolling his hips slowly before he picked up the pace one again.
"Fuck~!" with excitead moans you pleaded for him, the surging heat inside of you made your blood boil. There was no man in the entire grand line who could have you like he did, rutheless and without a care in the world for his actions he knew you enjoyed every bit of attention he gave you.
Sweat dripped down his lean torso, dipping into the creaces of his abs his whole body laced in thin mist of sweat and musk as he pulled your hips against his own guiding you onto his cock with every punched thrust into your cunt. His short blonde hair sticking by the ends to his forehead a drip of translucent body fliud rested on his temple he held a wicked grin at the sigh before him. The way your cunt slurped on his cock, squelching wet as he pulled out just enough for you to cry at the loss of him, your moans pleading submission and need for more of him Doflamingos bottom lip caught against his teeth with a deep furrow in his brow he reached to take your hand pinning it behind your back with clenched fists he held pushed you agaisnt him roughly, using your hands as reigns he plowed into you deeply. He showed no sign of losing his compsure, his chest rising unevenly between held back breaths his cock was aching and it wanted to take more, more of you more for him.
From the thought alone he bucked deep inside of you, the tip of his cock rutted against your cervix you threw your head back with a satisfied moan of feeling him fill you with his cock fully. With an excited laugh you felt him rut slowly into you, small but deep thrusts claiming everything and anything his cock reached to feel and rub against.
With so much going on inside of you, the turmoil built up quick from this slow pace, leaving you on the brink of spasming around him Doflamingo pulled out with a cackle. The sudden loss of him left your walls clentching around nothing but your own arousal.
He reached to twine his hand in your hair allowing it to twirl against his wrist as he gathered it in a messy but stern hold. A whimper left your lips at the feeling of his mouth brushing past your shoulder, warm lips pressing a chaste kiss as he tugged your hair, back arching into the air he held one hand over the small of your back using your hair as a guide to snap you back into his embrace.
He lined up his cock to your entrance feeling the flutter of your walls as you welcomed him with a sharp hiss. "Thats it.. take it all." he praised you,a shit eating grin plastered all over his face as he had his way with you.
Doflamingos words made your heart flutter in the most frustrating ways possible.
Hips positioned against his he tugged on your hair all the more watching as moans and groans spilled from you in desperate attempts to stay sane with the way he was fucking you.
Rough and sharp, filling out every need you could have ever had for someone.
Your thighs shaking as you slowly lost yourself in him clawing at your own body as your breasts bounced under you.
"Fu-u-uck" your words caught in small hiccups with each of his thusts you felt a smile forming on your face feeling his hip bones clash against your ass.
With a deep groan he pulled you by the hair just enough so he could sling an arm around your upper body squuezing and groping at your chest as you whimpered for him, his head sank low into your neck his breathing deep and heavy as he plowed into you trying to subside that aching feeling in his lower stomach, the one that made him choke you from behind, large hand holding firmly against your thoat your eyes rolled back in pleasure as you couldn’t take any more of him, a rush taking over your mind as you felt him even closer to you than before his teeth nipping at the side of your jaw, he handled you like a whore in heat.
With a choked moan you cried out his name feeling your orgasm wash over you he continued to stimulate you through it all rubbing your flit feverishly as you crumbled in his arms as a shaking mess.
The dripping arousal for him sloshing against the base of his cock he pulled you flush against his chest, the knot breaking in his stomach warmth pooled inside of you, his lips colliding with yours as you struggled to kiss him back arms wrapping behind yourself as you tried to feel over his body leaning to press him closer and closer against you as he twiched and spurted inside of you.
"Youre a goddamn whore you know that?" he whispered against your lips a teasing smile on his face as his eyes watched over you.
"Yeah, but you love me for it." you chuckled lazily welcoming him with a sloppy open mouthed kiss, your tongues gliding across eachother in filthied seduction for one another.
He pulled out mid make-out, warm strands of cum dripping down your legs he moved lower across your back his digits pushing against your dripping cunt he coated them with his own cum and your high.
You know what followed, he did this everytime after you fucked and drove you insane.
Fingers slicked with your mixed juices he brought them to your lips not even asking he pushed them inside of your mouth watching as the juices pooled on the edges of your mouth.
You licked his fingers clean with loud slurps playing his digits apart with your tongue to make sure you tasted it all, you bit the tip of his fingers eyes slanted with a lustful gaze.
He smirked wide pushing his hand over your cheeks he slammed his tongue inside of your mouth tasting the mix of bitter, sweet and salty.
He pulled away, his face ever present against yours, he spoke with a deep roughness in his voice, "My whore."
It was fuzzy evening in a bar on a whole new island yet the atmospehere never changed. The guys were all about loud and rowdy never failing to keep good company aswell as drinking the whole taverns alcohol near dry.
You took in the sight, outside was pitch black light seeped out from within as a thin haze. Tankards clinking against one another the lesser known guys in the crew were all about trying to drink roux down the table.
One of the guys approached you from the side with an eager smile beckoning you to join them for the manpower.
"No, cmon you know its impossible to outdrink him."
"Who cares just come." He patted you on the shoulder pickingn you up between your armpits your whole entire body picked up like a long snake you got up from your seat finally, chair squeeking behind as you approached the rowdy bunch greeted by cheers and howls you greeted everyone getting a tankard from within the middle of the table.
Roux was tough compettition but that didnt stop you from the growing pride inside you to atleast try. Pehaps it was just because everyone was cheering as you gulped down the whole tankard, beer spilling from the corners of your mouth everyone cheered, you could feel your body tickle from the inside as it absorbed the alcohol slowly.
You grabbed another taking your time as eyes werent on you as much as they before, everyone was having a good time and you couldnt be more in element right now.
With pursed lips you pulled away from the large wooden tankard swallowing down the last sip for now.
"Excuse me for a bit, i need a smoke."
They all smiled quickly enjoying their banter, you walked away checking your pockets, nothing.
"Damn." you thought to yourself patting each pocket down not only were you out but every shop around was closed.
You started wondering who in the crew smoked. Not many of them did which left you out further and dryer than before. And just as you remembered there was one man always caught with a smoke nearby.
"First mate!" you used his formal title with a smile all too buzzed, his head turned to you with a small smile he had just stricken a cigarette for himself, he cracked the match in his palms looking up at your drunkenly flushed face.
"What is it dear?" He was always a man of compliments and you couldnt hide the smile that creeped on your face from the endearment.
"Could i borrow a cig? i ran dry." you noticed that theres a seat free by his table, your legs making way to rest a little he opened up the tightly folded box of neatly lined cigarettes passing it to you.
"Here." he spoke softly noticing the haze in your eyes and the droopy smile on your lips as you sobered up near his presence.
Your body perked up at the extended box you grabbed one out of the pack and put it between your fingers.
He was fast, before you even had a chance to ask for a light he had sticken the flint on his lighter your chest tingling a little at his subtle apporaches.
"Thank you~" you cooed meeting his gaze as you lowered yourself to the flame to catch fire to the tip of the smoke.
Smoke puffed from within your mouth as you finally got the thing to light, the first mate didnt take off his eyes from you not even for a second as you sat back into the chair crossing your legs as you enjoyed the smoke.
"What is it?" you asked patiently noticing his lingering gaze over you.
"First time ive actually seen you smoking is all. I know you do, just never 'seen it."
You puffed out a strand of smoke a small smirk creasing up your face.
"Really? I shoulda went to you sooner for spares." you sighed a little.
He picked up the beer infornt of him placing in by his lips to conceal a little knowing smile.
"That you should have. It aint pretty to see you walking in the guys' dorms late at night, leaves the wrong impression."
You choked a little on your own saliva face blushing in embarrasment as you tried to explain it.
"But what do you mean 'it aint pretty to see me walking in the guys dorms?' "
You tapped out the cigarette moving closer to the table.
"What i meant is i dont like seeing you going places you shouldnt." his lips glimmered from the booze, he looked at you sternly his voice was coarse, unusual from its smooth warmness.
Your whole body alerted at the change of atmosphere around you your legs squeezed tighter under the table you hid the emotion of amusement behind intrigued eyes.
"Then where do i go?" you asked hoping to hear the words that played in your mind.
"You come to me." He was straightforward wasting no time to let you know who should be the man you go to in time of need.
He leaned closer on the table one arm reaching with his fingertips to cup your chin in his large hands you puckered your lips for only a split second at the touch of him reminding yourself that hes only offering temporary relief in terms of cigarettes, and yet the way he looked at you meant two different things, that slow burning gaze as his eyes took you in little by little, dropping to your lips and back to your eyes he made no moves on you only admiring from afar you wished so much that he would come closer.
"Dont forget it, okay?" his thumb stroked over your bottom lip gently pulling it away until it landed back in place this time there was no way to hide the emotions you felt inside, you didnt care if he saw you biting your lip as the lustful smile took over you, you wanted him to see that.
You nodded slowly keeping your gaze on him he smiled with a little twist to his scowl he pulled his hand away having gotten your confirmation.
The drinking went on for the entire night that day half of the crew fell asleep right there in the pub and those who still had the strenght in their legs made ways back to the ship to crash.
You however laid in bed staring at the celing laughing every now and the bizzarrity of the situation
The vice Capitan never seemed to show any interest in people of his own crew he usually kept it strict to sleep with only women that approached him, the ones that were dying to know how rough a pirate actually is. How they’d treat a woman in need for something new in their life’s. This side you never saw of your dear vice captain.
You sobered up a little in your bed hand caressing your stomach for some comfort as you wondered about it yourself.
A groan fell from your lips at the thought of the way he treated you tonight. He showed none of the hidden distain in his face when he spoke to you. Only care and protection to your safety at the thought of you wandering into the men’s dorms asking for smokes.
“How ridiculous..” you whispered aloud as you shuffled up from the bed legs tangled against each other between your steps you made way to the farthest corner into hall. Shanks’ cabin was the door in the very end so naturally Ben’s would be to the side.
With a few knocks hoping you didn’t disturb anything you peeked open the door to spot the vice captain laying slumped on the side of the bed, legs covered still in his black boots he seemed out of it pretty good.
“Beck?” You whispered coming into the room sitting on the side of the bed besides him, his salt pepper hair fallen a little over his face you sighed as you laid back on his bed with a loud poof.
You watched the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed smiling to yourself at the peaceful sight before you.
He could feel the shift of weight on his bed, he was well aware that he hadn’t invited someone in so it could have been one of the guys mistaking their bunks for his.
“Out.” He spoke all of a sudden making your heart race as you laid before him, his eyes opened slowly to the sight of your back before his eyes as you sat up.
He smacked away dry feeling in his mouth raising up on the bed just about as you were to get up from his bed.
He was still buzzed from all the drinking so the weight he put in his arm was stronger than you could have ever expected, his hand came quickly lacing over your waist as he pulled you back into the bed a surprised chuckle leaving your drunken mind as you rested your hands over his. The large scar on his forearm leaving a dip in his skin you absently stroked it not even noticing that it was there until he mumbled something, cheek resting on the covers of his bed he was lazily fighting the urge to fall back asleep.
He pulled you in slowly as he crawled his way deeper into the bed.
Black boots on the edge of the bed he flicked them off one by one with a loud thud.
He rested his head over yours the palm of his hand warming the side of your hips you could only take in the intoxicating scent from his cologne.
Deep and peppery.
your hand shyly rested between his chest until he took it to lace it around his Broad waist. He sighed taking a deep breath he was staring to lose the drunkenness inside of him.
“What are you here for?” He mumbled before your head, his voice roaring gently in his chest as he spoke.
“I thought to come for a smoke at first, but now that I think of it I don’t even want one..” you laughed pulling away from him a little.
“Then you came for me.” He was sly and sure of his response making you rethink every word you were about to say.
“..” only silence came from you as you looked him eye to eye waiting for him to open his.
The moment he did you leaned to press your lips to his, unsure wether it was the alcohol talking or the heat of the moment but it felt right to do this.
His brows furrowed for a second as he groaned into the kiss he pulled his palm from under you, thumb resting before your ear his hand on the side of your neck as he pulled your lips closer to him with a satisfied exhale.
It was pleasant to feel his lips over yours, warm and supple though a little dry you made sure to change that as you gently cupped his lips with your own.
Softly exchanging drunken kisses was in neither of your bucket-lists for the night but he was enjoying this all too much.
Benn’s tongue prodded lightly between kisses softly brushing against the split between your own, you gently rolled your hips against his. His other hand came snaking between your waist to your ass, squeezing tightly as he pressed you flush against his hips. The growing warmth of his skin behind loose clothes made you feel the outline of his erection quickly growing in size you caught his lips with your own gently biting down in a small pull, his eyes followed the sight.
“Fiesty aren’t you?” He smiled closing in the distance between you two, his tongue lightly brushing against the backside of your teeth as you opened your mouth a little more for him.
“A little..” you breathlessly admitted, missing his touch the second he pulled away to take off his shirt.
Though the room was dim you could barely notice the small chizzle of his chest, Broad and laced with scars long and sharp you sucked in a breath of air as he leaned over you. His hips resting over the middle of your thigh, the warm indent of his cock brushing gently against it, your hands laced around his neck as he placed a quick peck to your lips.
His fingers slipped under your shirt as he slowly prodded it upwards your body making your back arch once it hit your waist. His hands burned slowly against your flesh, each motion tickling and making the blush on your face rise higher you scooped your hands away from his neck allowing him to take away your shirt.
Bare chested under him he moved to rest his head between your breasts placing supple kisses on each mound he gently cupped each one with his hands. Eyes meeting yours as he kissed over your nipples with a light suckle at the ends he watched as you smirked brushing away the hair aside from his face as he moved lower on your chest placing quick kisses until he met the hem of your pants.
He looked back up at you and the blissful smile on your face.
“You sure?” He asked watching you bite your lip with a small nod.
He shrugged his head to the side a little.
“That won’t do sweetheart, use words..” he was gentle with the way he spoke kissing down the squishy part of your stomach as his nose brushed against softness of it.
“I’m sure, take ‘em off.” You mouthed feeling him clasp his hands behind the hems of your pants he pulled them off softly, watching as pale skin uncovered itself under his movements he made sure to pull off the underwear as-well.
He kissed the inside of your thighs before he moved them off completely leaving you with a quick hitched breath as his feverish touch left you.
He moved down the side of the bed standing up before you he undid his pants sliding them off his legs you drank in the sight before you, the flex of his pecks in the dim light of the room, the muscled abs he usually hid behind loose shirts, god he was attractive..
He climbed over you slowly stopping when he reached your plush cunt placing a deep kiss his lips perked in a small smirk as you bucked you hips against his mouth. He climbed over fully snaking one hand behind your back he welcomed himself in your embrace as he laid sideways pulling one of your legs around his hips he let the other hug him under his shared weight.
Beckmann licked his fingers quickly as he placed a smooth kiss over your lips his hand under your thigh he pumped his cock slowly lubing it up with his saliva.
“Tell me if it’s too much..” he whispered against your ear as he lined himself up against you, he took note of the warm wetness all around your entrance, his cock shlicking between your folds he guided the tip inside allowing you to get adjusted to his size.
With a delicious moan your head fell back a little in his embrace, he moved to kiss your neck with slow burning kisses, tongue tracing gentle licks against your throat you could feel the warm stretch that his cock made inside of you.
Your moved back in a comfortable position feeling him grope on your chest as he sucked on your nipple, clean shaven face tickling the skin with little bumps of prodding hair you giggled with soft amusement of how gentle he was with you.
You squeezed his waist with your legs pushing him deeper inside you, he groaned against your chest feeling the pooling warmth overwhelm him.
He began thrusting gently enjoying as slow moans fell from your lips with all the love and desire in the world, he felt so good, stretching the insides of your walls with his cock, you could feel each thrust, the vein on his cock as he pulled back and forth, his tip stroking and stretching against you as he collided his hips with yours.
Soft moans filled the room that smelt like drunken bliss, the sheets swishing under your constant movement as he seethed inside of you.
“Mhmmm~” you moaned deeply as his hands cupped your ass, squeezing and massing the side of your thigh the more he kept buckling.
His pace fastened every now and then as you mewled out for him the sound of his cock dragging with your juices all of over his cock numbed together with the dissipating feeling of the alcohol that he couldn’t even feel anymore, he was so lost in the moment of pleasure, lost in the way you clenched around him, hungry for the way you moaned his name.
His hand moved to the small of your back as he pulled you flush against his chest picking up his pace as lewd moans fell from your mouth.
“ C’mere..” he grunted pulling your lips against his he thrusted faster holding you closely as your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Your moans spilled inside his mouth, the pleasure filled your mind faster than you could even begin to imagine, the sides of your eyes began to feel blurry as his pelvic bone massaged your clit.
Your eyes rolled back, mouth drooping open in pleasure as he continued push deeper inside of you chasing his own high.
“Fuckk, Beck..” you whimpered feeling the hot flutter take over inside of you, hot pants of his breath tickling the skin over your chest as low groans fell from his mouth he muttered low praises feeling the waves of your climax he slowed down with deep huffs of breath, pumping himself slowly into you as he enjoyed the waft of his own climax washing over him. Warm spurts of cum filled the insides off your walls trickling down the sides of his shaft as he slowly stroked inside of you riding out your highs. He pressed his hand on the end of your back pushing you against him lovingly as he filled you up with him cum, peppering slow kisses across your collarbones as you arched your head to allow him better access to you.
“Fuck, you’re good..” you chuckled moving to cup his face to plant a sweet kiss which he reciprocated with slight desperation, trying to enjoy more and more of you before the night ended.
He took pride in having you, knowing that he’s the only one on the ship to have you to himself he wouldn’t allow a soul to make eyes at you after this.
He pulled out watching keenly as globs of cum slipped out of your cunt and onto his sheets he laid you on your back and slipped between your thighs to clean off the mess he had made. Your hips buckled each time he slurped between hooded eyes, a deep hunger sitting within them as he watched over you, the way your legs shivered under his touch, the pretty smile on your face as you looked at him between your thighs playing with your nipples playfully he pulled back with a last squelching kiss to your heat he laid beside you ushering you in his embrace as he pulled a cover over you. Hand resting over his chest tracing small circles you looked up at him.
His hand warmly stroking the side of your shoulder as you both grazed in the soft sex afterglow. His greyish blue eyes almost seemed dark in the light of the room.
“What’s on your mind?” He reached over the side of the bed to grab a quick smoke never leaving you from his embrace.
You were silent for a second trying to find the words to lay down the reason behind those mindful eyes.
“Correct me if I’m wrong but they way you acted tonight was different.” You whispered silently watching the smile on his face as he puffed a smoke from his lips. He moved to kiss the top of your head that dumb look in your eyes was his poison honestly.
He took a long breath, how does he even begin this?
He hummed leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, the linger of tobacco seeped into your mouth slowly.
“I do fancy you if that’s what you wanted to know. We did kind of skip a few steps by doing this though.” He looked down onto the sheets causing an embarrassed blush to spread across your face.
He took your hand in his bringing it to his lips he spoke.
“What do you say we take a little day off from the guys? Just you and me, around the town..” he smiled a little a bit expectant for your answer.
You smiled resting back onto his chest with a relieved sigh. “Sounds nice..” you played with his hand comparing it to the size of your own the soft strokes of his thumb softening the mood between you even more.
Hello! I was wondering if you could write for sanji and mihawk if reader got sick, how would they take care of them?? Thank you and have a fantastic day! :)
Hello hellou, hope you enjoy, I may have indulged a little in conversation with the Mihawk part but I liked it too much to not include it.
Sanji
He’s a big sweetheart about it, the second he sees you wiping away snot from your nose you’ve caught his attention dead on, he’d walk up to you with a box of tissues asking if you want anything warm to drink, something to make you feel better.
As you finish blowing your nose he waits patiently with a small bit a little worried smile on his face.
“Could you get Chopper for me really quick?” You speak up throwing the tissue in the trash as you sit back inside the kitchen, he’s out faster than you can notice bringing back a very serious looking little reindeer fully committed to his doctors role he’d do a quick checkup on you.
All the while Sanji lingers over you shoulder, listening closely what Chopper is telling you, the restrictions you should take, the medication you should drink. Sanji writes it in the back of his head. His hands are a little jittery as he listens, he knows it’s nothing bad but just really wants to make it better as fast as possible.
Already quick to be behind the counter he’s setting the kettle and getting ready some tea for you to ease out the sickness.
He approaches you setting down a cup and a small kettle full of hot water he places a hand in your forehead feeling the fever that takes over you little by little.
“You’re burning up now aren’t you?” He looks serious, brows laced in concern he watches as you pour yourself a cup your eyes meeting his lazily you chuckle. “A bit, yeah..”
“Let’s get you to your room then.” He’d smile picking up the cup and small kettle that you were about to raise to your lips. You looked at him with small protest.
“It’s not that bad Sanji, I’m fine really.” You try reaching for the cup he moves away from your grasp gracefully telling you to stop being stubborn he offers you his free hand to take, you’re not really gonna get out from his unless you complied with him.
You sigh with a small smile letting him have his victory. He guides you to your room waiting patiently as you slip under covers he pulls a small coffee table by the side of your bed to put down the basic necessities. Choppers prescribed medicine, tissues, the tea he made you he excused himself politely letting you enjoy the beverage he made for you. It was delicious floral and light definitely a home remedy.
You watch as he slips back inside the room a few books by his side he dabs out the cigarette before approaching you, can’t smoke near someone who’s not feeling well now can he?
“I asked Robin for these, hopefully they’ll keep you busy while I’m gone..” he lingered on the books watching as you perked up in a smile from his attentiveness.
“You’re acting like I can’t just come back to the kitchen to see you.” You chuckle taking his hand in yours he looks a little dumbfounded. “I guess I over exaggerated it a little.”
Much as he’s busy supporting the crew with delicious meals, he’s definitely working overtime to come by your room with hot healthy dishes small snacks and a ton of questions wether you’re feeling better or not.
He’s gentler with you much to his expectations to how a man should treat a lady, he makes sure you’ve got every need covered, he’s like a personal nurse to be honest.
Puffing up pillows sitting by the bedside to talk and share sweet moments, he’s always there even if busy.
Before the day ends he goes in to check on you seeing you comfortably asleep with the book he got for you over your lap. He smiles fondly walking in to put the book aside tuck you in warm covers and kiss your cheek.
It’ll take time before you’re feeling better but he’ll be there every step of the way.
Mihawk
He doesn’t notice at first to be honest he’s much too preoccupied doing his own thing, reading a book, doing garden work this man is busy.
He only notices when he sees you midday stepping inside the so called living room of his castle, your face covered in an odd blush droopy eyes and rather sluggish movements.
“Have you just woken up?” He asks by far the most disrespectful dumb question, your eyes lazily shifting to his with a small eye roll you answer “Gods no, I’m sick.” You move past him starting to gather up things to make yourself a meal.
Why were you that annoyed about it? Everyone gets sick, no need to be sassy about it.
He sighs walking up behind you he grabs away the knife you held in your hands. Hand lingering over yours he noticed how hot your body feels compared to his own. “Have you taken anything for that fever?” You could feel his eyes boring holes in the back of your head. “No.. I ran out of medication..” you admit, the last time you were sick was a long time ago anyway so you didn’t bother to prepare and it seems it caught up to you.
He set down the knife moving to open up a top cabinet on the side of the room he pulled out a rather large box of all sorts of pills and remedies. You wondered why he had so many, and what for even?
“He must be quite the over-preparer.” You thought to yourself giggling, watching him hesitate a little he finally pulled out a small paper box.
“Take these once a day,” he rummaged around a little more taking out a homemade cough syrup just in case. “Cough.”
“What?”
“I said cough.” He closes his eyes for a second longer
“Yes I heard that.” You cleared your throat a little embarrassed to be having a sudden checkup right here.
You coughed hiding your mouth behind your hand he listened intently.
“Good, you don’t seem to have any inflammation.” He walked closer to you handing you the medication.
“If anything does develop take that twice a day as-well.” You nod feeling him lift your chin up a little, his dark yellow eyes examining your face he thinks if he should allow you to set the table or to let you rest for the time coming.
“What was with that laugh before?” He asks suddenly.
You can’t help but to be a little embarrassed. “Never thought you’d be so prepared for something like a little cold.”
“You’d be surprised by the things I had to cure whenever those two loudmouths were around..” you looked over his desk a small photo frame of Perona and bandaged up Zoro stood just in the right angle for you to catch a glimpse.
And surprised you were.
He sighed a little pulling away from you, he rolled up his sleeves and began to work his magic on the crops and roots he grew from his garden into a delicious stew, he made no comment of your absent help during this time. Although it was a cold he figured to give you some time off from helping around.
You noticed he didn’t complain as much for the following week while he treated you. He didn’t mind one bit if you came knocking on his door mid night to tell him you’re feeling like absolute hell. He was quick to action asking you questions and gathering a bit of ice to put over your forehead on the notice of your reappearing fever.
It was a little odd being doted on by him, seeing his cold dementor change towards you the moment something happened made you question a little if he really did care for your well being despite his strong will of telling you off every now and then.
He may be quiet and cold but he’s attentive whenever needed be, a silent checkup on you after he’s done with work, a small smile he hides behind his hat at the notice of you coming though his door later down the day feeling much better thanks to his help.
All and all he doesn’t change much about his treatment towards you, he only takes up more duties to himself, cooks and cleans more often in your recovery time, you cant help but to think you should be getting sick more often, after all he doesn’t let you be this lazy so often.
The linger of tabbacco on Sanjis hand as he leans in to cup your face. The waft of strong cigarette smoke lingers heavy in the air although its a soothing reminder of what your lover is like.
What he feels like, how he smells like. You can't help it. The scent isnt the most pleasant thing to be inhaling and yet it makes you a little weak in the knees each time it ever comes close to your nose.
The way he'd brush his hand gently over your cheek, watching over your face with the biggest bedroom eyes hes ever given you as you lean into his supple touch. Nuzzling your head into his palm always sets his heart to skip a beat. He loves when you admire his touch, when you seek comfort in it, it always pleases him knowing that he can reassure you with small gestures like these. He doesnt need to go all out to be appriciated, just a little will do.
A small touch, a light graze over his thumb as you reach to bite over his nail sends his whole body with a light shiver, he sucks it up unable to do anything about it he watches your lips perk up in a sweet smile your tongue brushing under the pad of his thumb you lessen the hold slowly sucking it.
His eyes soften, theres a gentle expression of love and kindess behind those eyes. This teasing is just what he needs after a long day. He needs a reminder that hes seen and desired and in ways more than he can imagine.
The moment you pull your lips away from his digit he swipes it slowly across your lips. Tredging every curve of them his gaze stays deeply rooted into your eyes, theres an all too familiar blush resting on his cheeks. His eyes feel heavy as he strokes your lips, the warmth of them never seems to dissipate even as you exhale those cold breaths that dry of the saliva over his thumb.
He perks up in a smile as your lips peck his thumb he moves it to the side cupping your face fully once more he ushers you closer just a little bit more, his head leaning to the side as he comes closer at you. The slow burn of his lips over yours make it look like hes practiced this a million times and yet this is his first time ever trying this.
"Sanji"
He humms back sweetly wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer coliding your bodies against eachother in a warm embrace.
The way you smile into the kiss tells him everything he ever needs to know, how long it lingers tells him how much you enjoy these suble and gentle caresses over your skin as you move lazily to peck his lips once more.
"I love you."
You pull back just a little just enough to be able to take away the blonde hair that covers his eye, hes always awestruck when you say it. His hands are always burning up as he grips you closer to him, his head resting on your shoulder as he hides his face from you, your fingers slipping between golden locks as you smile kissing his blonde head of hair. A warmth over your neck as he places down a sweet little nothing over it, nothing sounds more beautiful to him than your laugh as he tickles your neck with his subtle.
"I love you too." He says it slowly allowing each word to linger in the air as he guides his hand over your neck gently clasping it in his palm.
Thunder storms give me so much anxiety can I plz get Zoro comfort during a really bad storm?? Reader tries their best to hide that they’re terribly nervous but my mans can see right through <3 thank you ily
A/n: It's been a long time since i sat down to write something i actually enjoyed. I hope you like it <3
Zoro x reader
Thunder in the seas with a reminder of his childhood
The sea clouded with darkness, large clouds turned the whole sky nearly pitch black as if it was raining ash that day. No amount of sunlight peeked through them only loud bangs of thunder. The type of thunder that rattled the ship and the seas. The one that made your ears feels as if they were about to experiance a shockwave. You hid in your room trying to avoid the noise, trying to keep busy. Not a journal not a book helped to relieve the stress you were feeling, hands meek from the heightened sense of insecurity you stared out into the window. A thing you shouldn't be doing, however seeing the lightning strike you couldnt help but to await the next bang of thunder.
Nami had warned you that clouds have been forming in the sea for a while, the winds had picked up pace so why was it so surprising that there was actual rain and thunder?
The door clanked behind you, shrouded footsteps made their way behind you, Zoro's hands slid down from your shoulder to your hands.
"Dont stare at the sea." He assured speaking in a calm and low manner like he always did.
"Wasn't staring.. Just thinking." You puff a rather large breath. The anticipation of another strike was a little unnerving. Your eyes glimmered with fear that of a lost animal. You looked up at the familiar man smiling shyly to avoid any suspicion of your fear for the weather.
He smirked, he's not stupid. Youre barley holding his hand and even if you are, its so cold and boneless.
"Im gonna catch a nap, wanna join?" he retorted ignoring the issue just a little. Anything to find a distraction for you.
"I dont think ill be able to sleep Zoro." You watched as he slid off his boots laying in your shared bed, his hands behind his head he watched out of the small window, the sea looked pitch black almost, you couldnt even see the waves Sunny left behind.
"Doesn't matter just come." He waved you over.
You sighed. When hes set on something he'll stick to it.
You sat next to him in bed feeling the shift of his weight dip into the matress as his head landed over your shoulder he spoke lazily, voice a little choaked from the position.
"Youre afraid arent you?"
You stiffened up at the words your toes curling in your boots were the only indication that he saw through you.
"A little. It's only thunder." You laughed it off as a joke and yet the second you heard the sky roaring your eyes darted to the small window. The room shook a little. The new world really had some strangley strong weather.
"I was afraid of thunder as a kid. I remember my teacher telling me i used to cry the whole night if it ever thundered." He admitted calmly his hand reaching around your chest to your other shoulder he pushed you back on the bed.
Your head landed on the side of his torso, his steady breathing unnoticably calming your nerves a little bit.
"He had to start wearing ear muffs during late summer, apparantley i was the loudest crier he had ever heard." He scratched his cheek shrugging his shoulders a little bit.
"Did you grow out of it?" You asked even though the way he relaxed on your shared bed spoke for itself.
"More than id like to admit. Sometimes it still surprises me. Today's is a little harsh." He looks over at you and then out of the window once more. Sky is still dark as ever, The Sunnys creaking under the uneven waves of the sea, the whole floor sways lightly under the shackles of it.
"Thats what we get for going out to the New world, huh?" You steady yourself upwards only to rest your read over his chest.
"It's the price we pay for Luffy's dreams." He smiles to himself arm tracing soothing circles over your back. His hand moves slowly like hes thinking over each swipe of his fingers.
His heart beat is slow and steady, roaring in his chest is only the sound of pure calm. You listen in the steady thumps keep pushing up against your cheek with each beat eliminating the sound of thunder as you lose your sense of hearing anything but his heartbeat.
His eyes close, and yet his hand still draws lazy circles over your back, he shifts a little forward placing an unusual kiss on your hair as he continues.
"I don't think it'll stop anytime soon." He speaks softly the gravel in his tone is unparred.
"We could sleep it off if that's the case." You chuckle, theres no way Luffy wouldnt come barging it at the slightest hint of hard rain exclaiming hes all soaked in the rain.
Zoros free hand moves to take out each katana out of their signature spot, he lays them besides the bed staring up into the celing.
A big yawn echoes in the room causing you to yawn aswell. Whats with that coincidental mimmickery?
"I can't picture you crying over thunder." you speak up resting a hand over his chest just before your face.
"I can. The way my teacher said, it was the most annoying thing hes ever had to hear for hours. I imagine he started telling me that thunders nothing to be afraid soon after i ruined his ears." He chuckled with a puff of breath, stifling another yawn, the circling on your back seemed to pause, coming back for a few seconds and then dissapearing once more.
He was fighting his sleep to make sure you felt alright.
"Sleep mosshead, im alright." You throw a joking nickname watching as his hand rests on the small of your back his brows furrow.
He says nothing only the sound of slow breathing fills the air his brows unfurrow lightly as you pick up your head to check on him.
"Thank you." You whisper drawing lazy circles over his chest, the thunder roars outside but it cant get inside this room anymore. His presence seems to be enough to calm down the fear that tends to set on your skin. A little noise won't do much if he's there with you.
can i get a ace x reader headcanons where the reader is selectively mute? they rarely speak, but it doesn’t stop them from doing things
Ace with a selectivley mute reader!
When you first meet him, he thinks youre messing with him big time, you write on pages and gesture with your hands hoping hed understand what youre conveying.
Youre lucky he learned some manners otherwise he'd be like Luffy whod make fun at first and then consider what hes doing.
Once he sees you writing down on little pages, be it because of anxiety or personal reasons he's always intrigued by your scribbles often times wandering over to look at the pages what youre writing what youre about to write
Hes actually very impatient thats why he does it
But fear not this Golden boy has a pure heart he takes his time trying to understand you, theres minimal language barrier between the two of you as Ace learns to adapt quickly to his surroundings.
He actually likes when you tap on his shoulder to show him something youve noticed, or tug him by his hand guard, he finds it sweet that youre very much talkative without having the need to use your words.
It gets a little messy once you get into an argument, hes trying to convince you that something is this but in the mean time when youre gesturing to what is actually right he ends up with a shaking leg that he tries to calm down wishing youd just blurt out something.
if theres a time that you'd call his name it'd be after an intense moment in battle where youre either witnessing him fight as you struggle to keep up or needing to watch his back. Hed immidiatley feel his heart sink, the moment of battle would grow more serious than ever, he wont be holding anything back trying to ensure your saftey above all else.
He actually starts picking up on your quirks, sometimes even imitating what you do.
You can find alot of quiet moments with him where he calmly sits down listening to what youre gonna show him or sign him.
Hes loud and rambunctious at times so he appriciates having your solidarity with him.
You shifted under the white covers, hair brushing against the cotton, it rusled your hair in every direction as you tried to keep quiet.
Your hands seemed so tiny compared to his body, your hand couldnt even cover half of his stomach..
a tingling sensation ran down your spine at the view, you slowly plastered your hands over his lower body gently massaging at his v line to the soft fatty side of his stomach, a low growl came from you as your face softly pressed against the most softest of spots. Your lips brushed lightly against the lower part of his stomach, a tiny hitch could be heard from your rather large partner. You smiled at the reaction, always wanting to please the giant man in his sleep with some warm touches.
a tingling sensation ran down your spine at the view, you slowly plastered your hands over his lower body gently massaging at his v line to the soft fatty side of his stomach, a low growl came from you as your face softly pressed against the most softest of spots. Your lips brushed lightly against the lower part of his stomach, a tiny hitch could be heard from your rather large partner. You smiled at the reaction, always wanting to please the giant man in his sleep with some warm touches.
You peppered slow kisses on his hard yet rather fatty stomach just below his belly button, his abs flexed at the feeling, his cock gently brushing between the curve of your ribs, you loved these sleepy reactions. You suckled a long trail down the middle of his soft skin, grey hairs tickling your lips as you kissed over his happy trail. He stirred in his sleep a readjusting the pressure that kept grinding against his cock, his hips moved slightly lower giving you more space to worship his muscular body.
"Mmm~" you moaned against his skin, your hot breath tickling the hairs on his body. Your lips pummeled to leave a long sloppy kiss on the curve of where his waist lined with his stomach. "Youre so pretty Beck~" you rolled your tongue around the deep crevice there feeling the heat rise above your stomach from his erection.
"Such a well trained body, i just have to admire it~" you whispered against his skin as you switched to the other side, fingers lightly brushing though the coarse hairs in the middle of his stomach. "So well kept~" you kissed the same crevice on the other side a string of drool cooling on his skin as you pulled away giving equal attention to his muscular frame. Your hands dragged lazily through his sides, feeling each muscle under your fingertips.
You gently squeezed as you kissed further over his abs, your tongue laying warm hot tingling sensations over him.
His hips rutted against you once more, strong hips lifing you in the air a little as he pushed his cock against you.
"Aren't you enjoying this huh?" You pulled away from his frame watching the tent in his boxers grow larger, the tip poking through the elastics from your actions.
"What a pretty color~" your mouth watered at the sight of his pink tip. You pushed your bodyweight back on to it feeling the hot twitch under you.
You rubbed your body over his, a shaky breath coming from your lover.
You could hear the uneven stutter in his breath which made you all the more curious if he was awake. You licked a slow trail over from the start of his abdomen all the way up his navel. The sheet flew over from your head, Beckmans watchful gaze adoring the show you put on for him.
"Mornin Beck." you pecked his abs watching him smile lazily. He gently thrusted his hips against the curve of your chest, his tip poking out further from his briefs, right between your clothed breasts.
"You look so good like this you have no idea."
You swirled a finger over the fleshy skin, the hottest groan lowly falling from his lips at the satifying touch.
"Fuck.." he breathed, chest rising over his handsome face.
"I wanna take this off so badly." you trailed your finger over the elastic, slightly pulling as it popped back on his shaft. With a heavy groan his hips stuttered from the sensation.
You kissed his stomach once again your eyes connecting with his through sweet kisses.
It drove him mad, the sensless touching all over his body as he was made to watch, unable to participate, only allowing the knot in his stomach twist further. It was odd being on the recieving end, feeling so much and being able to do so little it left him uneasy.
with a hearty humm you licked the tip of his shaft Becks eye's narrowed at the feeling, his mouth slightly ajar as he felt your warm tongue over him.
You cupped the tip in your mouth the warm sensation churrning in his stomach, his legs flexed under you showing how much he was waiting for something more.
There was a bashful blush covering his face, his eyes focused on your work, he trailed his hands over his abs for a way to feel more.
"Show me more of that pretty face" he breathed watching your plump lips suck harder on his tip.
he rutted against you slowly inching more of himself in your mouth.
You pulled his briefs down further parting them from his lenght.
You moved back to kiss along his chest leaving small kisses and weak bites while stroking him.
He was in bliss really, his head fell back, hand gently tugging at the sheets as you fastended your pace, the growing stimulation built in his stomach left it to be a weak spot for you to explore.
"You're doin' so good, fuck." he panted, his praise made you feel weak inside.
You cupped the edge of his tip between your fingers with enough force to make it as pleasurable as possible, you did fast yet heavy strokes, fingers slipping over the mushroom head, his eyes kept wavering between closed and open, unable to stay concentrated with the ways you stroked him.
You kept guiding your hand through his lenght watching precum dripping out of the tip, you smeared it all over your hand continuing to drive him closer to this edge.
His occasional moans were by far the prettiest sounds you ever heard from him. The faulty way hed slick back his hair while his legs twiched, fuck he looked heavenly.
You licked over his happy trail once more watching his eyes shake between a state of conciousness and bliss, your mouth moved lower to press teasing kisses until you reached his lenght dripping down some saliva over it,
The odd mixture of cold and hot on him made him call out for you huskily, he really did sound breathtaking once beaing taken care of.
His hips relaxed starting to spur under you, thick strands of cum fell down his lenght as you guided him through the bliss , his hearty groans echoed in the room for only you to hear.
You leaned forward with a happy smile on your face licking all of his seed off of him while he regained composure.
"Get your ass over here, what got into to you?" he paced gently, his breaths steadying.
"I just wanted to give you a little morning gift, im hoping you liked it?"
His answer was a deep kiss, his tongue clashing agaisnt yours he could still taste himself on you. He smiled in the kiss cupping your face, he pressed further switching you to be straddled by him.
A/n : Don't underrestimate the power a sublte has *thumbs up with a blushing face*
CW: NSFW, Hickeys,Biting, Creampie.
He walked into the room from his training, sweat glistening all over his body as he took a sip of his water. Your eyes met his, there was something a little different about him the past few days and now you could finally notice what.
He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.
He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.
He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.
It clicked.
"Oh this? I'm going to shave it in a bit don't worry." He kept stroking his jaw his mouth a little ajar he looked at you.
The look on your face as you jumped over the sofa, grabbing his face in your hands as you examined the man was something he never has seen you do. Your eyes sparkled with little lights all over them, a surprised blush lightly flicking over your face.
"Shave it!? Why?!" You released his face holding him by the chin you looked at how well it fit the young man.
"What do you mean why? I don't like it, it gets in the way when im training." He furrowed his brows eyes looking down into yours.
"Do it laterr!!" You whined stepping back, the tickling feeling over your hands as the tiny hairs left it was unusually pleasant, it added to his already dashing looks well, you could say he looked sexier, more mature.
You bit your lip a little your hands stimming mid air you hopped in place. "You look so handsome!"
He was a little startled, his eye was open a little wider he questioned what he just heard.
"Me?"
"You, yess! you look so masculine!" you couldnt stop examining his face, he looked like a badass movie star.
The flush over his cheeks brightened ,highly apparent, he wasn't expecting this reaction from you at all. You were so used to seeing him well kept and shaved, he never seemed to miss a day of keeping himself in touch. So having this sight infront of you looked like a golden oppertunity.
He looked at you with a slight smirk his face leaned down to your level, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Does it make you nervous?" his lips tugged to his sides before a small smile popped up enhancing his features even more.
You felt like youre about to pop, yes! absolutley, he did make you feel nervous to be looked at.
You hid your face behind your hands swaying lightly side to side to cover the fangirling blush you held on your face.
He leaned his head to the side a brow quirked up, he had a little fun idea.
He reached to grab your hands, the feeling making you stop in place. Oh this totally felt like a romance movie scene. You peeked through your fingers at him, his handsome face was a little too much especially this close.
His hands gently moved up to your wrists, a pleasant shiver running down your spine as he took your hands away from your face. He chuckled noticing the huge dopey grin all over your face, your heart was beating out of your chest.
He slowly leaned in, his subtle gently scratching agaisnt your cheeks you held in a breath from the feeling of his lips colliding with yours, he was so sweet holding your hands gently before he moved to wrap his arm under your thigh hoisting it up you felt compleatley helpless against him.
You mewled into the kiss holding onto his arms, your brain was running a million miles an hour.
You didn't want him to stop, this was the golden moment.
He lightly pulled away as he bit your lower lip it popped back with a little pop. You couldnt hide the overwhelming feelings for him.
His hand trailed up your thigh,large calloused hands holding smoothly against your ass.
"Do you want more?" He looked so charming, the way his head tilted to the side a little the coy little smirk on his face as you held onto him, your leg wrapping around his to support your balance.
You were so excited, your body felt every motion he did over your body. The way his biceps buldged under your arms, you could feel the thick vein right on the very side.
God what was he doing to you..
"Y-yes.." your breath quivered a little feeling him gently squueze your ass. He was awfully bold today because of your complments.
He leaned down into the crook of your neck, the bristling feeling of his beard tickling your neck made you shiver a little as you felt a pooling hotness onto your skin. He placed a deep kiss over your neck exhaling with a little frustrated groan he kissed higher unable to stop.
You bit your lip feeling him run his mouth higher over your neck, your head feel back a little from these heated touches each time he closed in on your skin the feeling of his beard remained persistant.
You tugged on his hair lightly noticing how he kissed into your neck a little harder.
You shuddered feeling the clasp of his teeth on your skin, he pulled gently making sure not to hurt you too much, his lips parted slightly as he ran out of skin. The cold feeling of his face leaving your neck quickly dissapeared as he moved to take a large chuck of flesh in his mouth, his lips felt so heavy against your skin you couldnt help but to moan at the sensation, the feeling of heavy suckles he left against your skin made your hips sway against his own in a pleading manner.
He smirked against your neck, the gentle sensation of his beard tickling the sensitive skin added onto the growing need for the swordsman.
He pulled away leaving your head spinning from these perverted actions.
Zoro's hands moved to cup your ass he whispered lightly in your ear "Jump." his voice sounded deeper, more gravely and needy, fuck it was so hot.
You complied with him, legs straddling his waist your arms laced around his nape.
With baited breath you felt him occupy the other side of your neck, his lips leaving deep comforting kisses against your skin as he walked back to his room.
You smirked, your eyes hooded as you gazed over to the room you were leaving, with a slighter bang he kicked open the door, quickly entering before he sank his teeth in your skin once more.
You gasped at the feeling holding yourself closer to him, your fingers ran up his neck holding his head flush against you, you could feel the hot slow exhales coming from his nose, he panted heavily, hips bucking against your clothed core before he moved to set you down on his bed.
He straddled over you one of his legs between your thighs. His arms improsoned you on each side as he hovered over you, the hungry look in his eyes was unmistakable, slow heavy breaths hitting your face as he looked over you with deep longing.
Your eyes glossed over his face, hands runnings around his shoulders to cup his cheeks, you pulled him in for a much needed kiss, one of his arms falling so he stood on his elbow.
He groaned into the kiss, slightly pulling back he kissed the very corner of your lips, his beard tickling your skin. You panted before guiding him hungrily back to you, your hips rutting against his leg, you cupped his face closer to yours deepening the kiss more.
He swiped his tongue against your lips asking for your premmision, you parted your mouth lightly welcoming him, your tongues colliding smoothly against eachother you moaned, brushing your hand through his hair.
He smirked into the kiss before pulling away, his hands found their way onto the bottom of your shirt. You arched your back allowing the shirt to slip off of you flawlessly, he threw it across the bed his head dipping into the crevice of your chest, he placed breathless kisses all over ,down to your stomach.
He panted heavily, the bulge in his pants fairly prominent he shot you a glance, your eyes wandered over his body before they landed onto his crotch, the smug smile on your lips as you leaned in to palm his erection twisted his stomach a little.
His hips bucked against the feeling of your hand he watched carefully as you unzipped his pants his cock twitching at the freeing feeling.
You smirked, hand trailing over his abs until it stopped at the peak of his chest, your head resting by the crook of his neck, you pressed a warm kiss, your free hand moved to slip under his boxers. You watched as his head fell back from feeling your soft hands on his cock.
He groaned holding onto your hips tightly, his hands nudgled at the hem of your pants tugging them down to expose your body further.
Your ass in view he couldnt hold back but to slap it, the sound echoed in the room pleasantly as your hips stuttered forth, a surprised moan falling under his ears, it made him twitch in your hand.
"Zoro.." you sighed pleasantly under his ear you pulled back, shimmiying your pants off of you, he followed suite quickly.
He pounced at you, lips crashing against yours he wasted no time to splay your legs a little wider with his hips.
You could feel the hotness near your core as he slowly thusted against you, gentle moans falling down from your lips as he kept teasing you with his cock.
"I want you.. please.." You whispered against his lips feeling how his hand guided his cock to your entrance.
He smirked feeling how wet you are for him, his tip kept brushing against your clit, making your hips spasm lightly at the feeling.
He pulled away from the kiss, his dark eyes looking at you with a burning heat.
"So wet for me already.." Zoro smirked shamelessly, flicking the tip of his cock against your clit watching as you held back a moan by biting your lips.
He pressed his tip against your entrance, feeling how you pulsed around it. It made him proud seeing how much you wanted him like this.
He guided the tip inside, welcoming the warm feeling that clashed around his cock, you moaned pleasantly at the feeling watching how his chest rose with slight stuttered breaths from your warmth.
He pushed deeper, his cock filling your wet walls full of him. A smile tugged at your lips pleasantly, the bulding feeling inside of you felt so good, you wanted more of him..
He hunched over you, biting his lip, you chuckled, it was always sweet how he tried holding back at first.
"Don't laugh.. You're clentching around me.." he panted between breaths, your legs snaked their way around his hips, you held a sultry smile to your lips, eyes softly blinking at him.
He smirked back his dashing smile alone was enough to get you drunk with the feeling.
He watched how his cock kept dissapearing inside of you, soft squelching noises echoing in the room accompanied by sweet little gasps only spurred him on more.
"Fuck." He breathed heavily eyes slightly rolling to the back of his head at the feeling of your heating warmth.
Your hands roamed his body, gently pressing on his chest and abs each time he thusted inside you, the feeling of his cock filling you up with each thrust made a blush appear all over your body.
He pulled back, breaking the hold your legs had on him, he started a more reckless pace, his hips kept slamming into you with more hunger, each time bottoming out inside of your plush walls.
Your head fell into your pillow as you enjoyed the way he focused on you, his eyes never leaving the bounce of your tits, the way your brows scrunched in pleaseure as he brushed past a sweet spot inside you made your legs tremble slightly.
Zoro's hands carresed your thighs, squeezing them every once in a while as he rutted against you, his own voice echoed in the room, his low groans and and pants only filled the desperate need for release inisde you.
You started rolling your hips against his, your hands groping your own chest as you played with the perky buds. A breathless moan fell from Zoro's lips as he watched you, the genlte clentch around him from his moans made him hiss pleasantly as he wrapped your leg over his shoulder. His legs propping your hips a little higher your moans grew a pitch from the new found feeling, each one of his thrusts threw you in a flurry of emotions, your back arched, hands clawing at the sheets as you watched the handsome swordsmans hips sway against your own.
"Right there, fuck." you pleaded watching him smirk at your expression of total bliss, he moved a little closer, tightly holding onto to the leg the threw over his shoulder, he continued to chase the feeling that mumbed out each one of his senses, his mind felt a little blurry as he drunkenly watched you coil in pleasure under him.
You had no idea he was capable of fucking you so well, filling your cunt so blissfully with his cock as it stretched out your walls. The overwhelming churn in your stomach grew as you groped your chest, your body bouncing at each one of his thusts. He held on to your thigh tighter his cock deeply thusting inside of you, he slowed his pace wanting to fill you more and more.
You moaned out his name holding onto the bedsheets as the tip of his cock clashed against your cervix.
He panted heavily, chest rising in uneven strokes, he lowered your leg back on the bed hovering over you once more, his lips came crashing against yours sloppily, his tongue mingled with yours he kept listening to the way your moans slipped out of your mouth, barely able to keep up with his relentless pace.
You held onto his back feeling the way his shoulders flexed as he kept a steady flow, you couldnt hold on much longer, he was far too sweet, felt way too good inside of you.
Your legs trembled heavily as you held onto his sides, looking at him with the most fucked out expression you could ever have on your pretty face.
His head lowered into the crook of your neck his sublte gently scratching against your skin he placed deep yet sloppy kisses, his teeth grazing at the hickey he left before you wrapped your legs around his waist coming undone under him with loud calls for him.
He groaned deeply into the crook of your neck sending low vibrations down your body, the way you pulsed tightly around him made it harder for him to hold on, his breath hitched ever so more as he stopped, biting down on your neck, his hips fell against your own tighter than ever, hot spurts of his cum claiming each crevice inside of your pulsing walls.
He kept slowly rutting against you milking himself for everything he had. He released the hold on your neck, leaving an imprint of his teeth just below the dark hickey from before.
You moaned pleasantly at the sensation releasing your legs from his back your hands gently traced around his sides snaking up to his back you pressed a lazy kiss on Zoro's lips.
"That was amazing.." you smiled biting your lip, the swordsman closed his eyes with a weak smirk as he kissed your lips woth slow genlte pecks.
For a long time you stood by his side as a friend an ally as he called it, due to his nature he wasn't one to proclaim having friends esspecially those who resided in his castle.
With every step you took overlooking the dark gothic palace you left a trace of yourself behind. The roses that you left on bookshelfs, their petals falling with just a simple touch if he ever attempted to move them, he sighed knowing the fragility these plants held and yet he set them down adding fresh water and nurtrients to make them last longer, to see them bloom, their crimson buds to produce a sweet floral scent all over his hallway.
What for did he take after these little things, he liked them yes, but there was no need for them. He often found himself contradicting his own ideals as he looked over your work, the many times he asked you to leave his place to stop decorating it like it was your own, and yet there he was staring at the ink stamped pages of his book unable to read anything, the words blurred no matter how much he tried focusing, rereading the same sentence that kept making zero sense to him.
You smiled tilting the edge of your hat, dirt smearing your brow.
He didn't expect for you to look back, he drowned the though with some wine having been starlted lightly with the way you looked back, the always expectant gaze that never asked for anything, the hard work you put in maintaining his lifestyle as he did nothing but flip through pages and drink his fermented wines.
He cleared his thoat, walking over to the guests room he prepared everything for a bath, setting up a candle on the large wooden holder, some soap on the handrails of the bath, conditioner scrubs.. he arranged it neatley. He walked back down to his cellar grabbing a fine choise of wine, he thought you could appriciate the fruity flavour of this particular choise. He screwed open the cork making sure to clean up the little crumbles that fell beside, he poured a glass setting it beside the candle leaving the water to run, steam scolding through the air it was about time until you came back.
He began chopping some vegetables, potatoes, carrots, you named it he sliced it. He put them to boil along the meat he had steamed before allowing it to soften the roots in the rich broth. Minutes later the air was filled with the scent of pleasant stock, the light linger of pepper and vegetable made its way through the hall.
He tasted it, it surely was one of the dishes he payed close attention to in a while.
He cleaned off his cooking utensils leaving the hot stew as he walked back to his seat trying to resume his pages. He was greeted with a creak in the door your body slipping inside the room slowly.
His eyes were on you already his mouth moving before you could adress your presence. "I want you to join me for dinner." he stated surprising even himself, such words would never come out of him.
Your eyes shot a little wider upon the request, you examined the state of yourself. The unruly clothing along mud stained boots and hands was no way to eat dinner with.
"I would love to, but give me time to clean up first." You spoke up watching the way he looked you up and down.
"I ran you a bath." The silence was heavy, the abashed look on his face the longer you looked back at him with surprise left him a bit uneasy.
Your heart swell up a little at the though of his kindness, he had a knack for keeping guests but felt different. He held no complaints at you, even though he was biting his own tongue the more you looked at him.
Your soft chuckle radiated though the room the tension in the air lessening the moment you saw his shoulders wind down. He was acting like a scared cat.
"Thank you, i'll be back as soon as possible." You slipped back out heading for your room. Mihwak took a drink of his wine, leaving a little red pool at the bottom of the glass he no longer felt like finishing.
He caught himself with frustration lacing his brows , he smoothed them out quickly wondering what's going on with himself.
Why was he so startled, biting his tongue and trying to hide the very way his words affected you. Surely he no longer felt calm his mind preocupied with setting the table lighting a few candles he could hear his own hammering heartbeat.
Just then you were washing yourself clean from the hard work, your entire body smelled of roses all too familiar. Had he taken the petals to create a soap with them you'll never know. Between lazy drags of the sponge over your skin you were throughroughly red in the face upon having walked into this setting.
He had done this only when you were sick and unable to move your aching body, however the more you toyed with the leg of the rather large wine glass the more you smiled to yourself. He was thinking about you.
You finished up, looking pleasantly radiant as you walked forward into the room, the silent warlord seemed to greet you with a small crinkle in his eyes.
You both sat down enjoying the food, the atmospehere colliding between the two of you in a mix of held back emotions and unspoken feelings seemed to crash into itself everytime you looked at eachother.
"The bath was really nice, thank you for thinking of me." you warmly spoke up breaking the man's thoughts.
He had entirely forgotten about that, a light red ghosted his face as he swallowed his food, taking a drink to mask it afterwards.
"Don't be so presumptious." His eyes slowly rose to took at you, the striking dress you wore seemed to match the accents of his current shirt. You continued to shock him.
He could never be honest could he? You sighed a little, your eyes closed as you smiled through with it.
With the meal finished you helped him clean up watching him rise up his sleeves as he began to wash the dishes. You stayed to help offereing to dry them off your mind wandered to an idea.
"Would you care for a dance later?" he was solemn continuing his work as he kept offering you plates and glasses, i guess not, you throught aloud drying the last of them and hoping to leave a bit sooner than expected.
He caught you in your haste feeling a little guilty for making you wait like this, truth be told words couldn't form in his mouth as he took in the idea.
You were about to leave the bitter feeling in your mouth growing he stopped you with a soft answer.
"I didn't mean to make you wait."
You turned around slowly the bitterness had left you the moment you saw him waiting in the middle of the enlightned space before his desk.
He looked stoic as ever hand outreached he waited for you to come up to him and take it.
You walked closer, your hand lightly brushing past his, you could feel how hot he was to the touch despite his cold nature, you felt your entire body respond to him a warm wave washing over you the moment he connected your hand to his slowly putting it over his shoulder.
You could feel the lean muscles covered by his shirt underneath the palm of your hand , his hands slowly moved around your waist gently he held onto you.
You could feel his eyes watching you, as per etiqutte for a dance you should be doing the same and yet it was so hard.
Knowing youd be holding his undivided attention for minutes that seemed to have stopped time itself you mustered up the courage to connect your gaze with his.
It was so intense, the gentle ruffle of your dress swaying, his boots placing light clicks on the floor, his hands moving to invite you for a spin to showcase the dress you had put on.
"You look good." The softness of his voice could never be matched with anyone elses. Your face reddened at the compliment as it was rare for him to ever speak up about your looks. His hands gently moved you closer causing your body to lean closer against his.
You didn't just look good, you looked stunning and he portrayed it in the ways of small stolen glances all over you, the redness in your cheeks the smile you kept biting back, he was begining to see why he kept letting you do what you please.
You finally broke, your smile gazing softly at him your hand leaned experimantally closer on his shoulder a gesture he seemed to not mind as you swayed with him.
The intimacy of this moment could never be written in words, his golden eyes were the only thing you could focus on. The way they softened as you leaned into his touch to finish off the dance in a longing fashion. Your face fell slowly, arms retracting from his shoulders he had feeling this would happen.
He lifted your chin upwards the alarming beat of his heart couldnt even stop him from what hes about to do. The silent longing on your face was enough to give him a push.
His lips connected briefly with yours the fall of your eyes lasted for only a second before he pulled away, the warmth of his touch never seemed to leave your lips as you sighed with a stuttered breath. You reconnected your lips with his kissing lightly over his bottom lip which only left him to stagger back a bit before he caught you in his arms.
His whole body felt static having reassured his feelings for you to be mutual, he waited for you to break the kiss watching as you swiped a finger across your lips.
For the first time you could see a genuine reaction from him, his high cheekbones had turned a little scarlet his eyes a little dreamier his posture a bit more relaxed as you smiled against him.
"You're not so bad yourself." you returned the late compliment brushing your hand softly over the side of his face, his eyes deepened a little as he stole a kiss to your knuckles.
He brought his hand up to yours cupping it against his palm, he guided you towards his desk sitting down by the red chair he gestured for you to share a seat atop him.
The following night was spent in alot of slow, deep and compassionate kisses without as much of a need for anything else.
It's those little moments in the morning where you've just stepped inside his room with your pajamas still on, a warm cup of coffee in one hand and the other you place both of them on his nightstand, gently swiping away the straight hair that fell over his face. He has his days where he doesn't want to wake up as early so he tends to turn on his shoulder facing away from you as he cuddles up in bed.
"Your coffee's getting cold." You whisper in his ear, the thought of drinking cold stale coffee was the last thing he'd want to start his morning with. He contemplates for a long while eventually stirring back around as you hand him his share. The very large and blue eyebags under his eyes after a tough day are something you wish you could take away. Some days he lets his beard grow out, so today was a special occasion since you heard no complaints from him as well as you got to see him in full bedhead and a very attractive subtle.
"Good morning." you'd call for him watching him take a heafty sip of the morning brew, he sloshed it around in his mouth a bit before swallowing, a thing he did every now and then. You sit beside him watching his eyes still adjust to the light seeping through the room, he's so tired.. but tires to never show it. He grunts with a very raspy tone in his voice, that's his greeting for you today, not the typical "Morning." that he usually says while already fully dressed and waiting for you by his desk.
He leans in, his left hand dipping in the soft bed, his beard scratches against your face as he press a quick chaste kiss to your cheek, his lips feeling dry as sand, he gets up as you watch him smiling to yourself that he at least remembers to thank you.
He walks over to the bathroom leaving the door open he begins to get things ready, mixing up some shaving cream with the puffy brush, he applies it all over his face. You watch from behind your body moving closer to lean on the door frame, his eyes scan you through the mirror, watching your face, the way you smile to yourself as you see him lift his head higher to cover his neck.
Even though you've been with him for a while you can still notice that he's watching his own back at all times. You chose not to speak up about this knowing that he'd deny it and tell you that at the end of the day he trusts no one.
You close your eyes setting the cup beside him, your hands wrap against his warm chest, the tips of your fingers resting just under the crease on his shirt where his pecks are. Your body hugging him fully from behind he pauses, seeing how small your hands are compared to his body, you surely couldn't do anything against him.
He sighs, the rise of his chest making your hands and face gently rock against his breaths.
He nonchalantly picks up his razor, leaning forward into the mirror to make sure he doesn't cut himself, meanwhile your body inches closer as you fall against him. He pays you no mind continuing his morning routine, although the no longer existing hand that used bear his giant hook seemed to hold against your hands to make sure you're still there.
Your eyes fell open noticing the warmth against your hands, you smiled against his back, an action he could definitely feel. You relished the faint touch over you, the click of metal against fine porcelain clinking as he dried off his wet razor.
You watched over the side of his muscular arms, his body being entirely way too tall for you to rest your head on his shoulder.
He rose his head up, taking long drags against his own neck, the faint crackles of snapping hair rung pleasantly in your ear.
You eyed him carefully watching the blade gloss over his adams apple you seemed to hold a breath each time he did this, as much as you knew how good his coordination was you couldn't help but to feel a little worried about the sharp blade. The look in your eyes must have given it away as he locked eyes with you continuing to fine tune any hairs he has missed, you stuttered, a small blush rising on your cheeks from his intimidating stare. "Don't look at me, look at where you're cutting!'' you tell him earning a soft laugh from him.
"Afraid for me?'' he smirks taking a sharp flick at the end of his face, rinsing off the foam and hairs on it.
"Of course.." you gently drop your gaze squeezing your cheeks against his arm rather sweetly.
He puffs at the response, flicking open the box of lavish cigars, he lights one letting it rest over his lips, the smell of tobacco lingered in the room pleasantly, this particular blend seemed to be sweeter than his usual.
''Is that a new one, I've never smelt anything like it." You curiously asked, his eyes avoiding you, he answered.
"I looked for something that reminded me of you." For the life of him he wouldn't turn to look at you, the rising heat on your face left you speechless.
"You know, sweet, pleasant.. " he turned his eyes to you, holding the smoke between his teeth he picked you up like you weighted nothing sitting you on the edge of the sink.
''Irreplaceable." he whispered down your ear, the churn of his cigar added on to the outer body experience you just faced.
He leaned over grabbing a comb from behind you, raking it through his hair, it fell back to his usual collected hairstyle, some strands seemed not to listen. He leaned closer, your hand instinctively moving to guide the hair after he brushed it, he smiled with the side of his mouth.
He subtly leaned in, his hips coming closer with yours, you fell back slightly on the surface you were sitting grabbing onto his black shirt with a light scrunch.
He set his cigar down , pouring a certain liquid down your hands, it felt cold when it evaporated leaving a pleasant peppery scent to linger in the air.
You rubbed your hands smearing the aftershave all over them, your hands reached to his face. warm hands splayed gently over his freshly shaven skin, the coolness of the liquid that dripped down his face was stingy yet pleasant. The way your hands caressed his skin, moving down over his neck, left him with a warm tingle all over.
You smiled politely at him, your hand reaching to cup his chin between your thumb and pointer nudging it side to side.
With a little hiss he nudged himself away, his lips crashed against yours with surprise written all over your face.
''Don't overwork yourself." you whispered breaking the kiss.
(I hate this flashy bastard so much but he lives in my head rent free)
cw: Sfw so no worries here, hateful flirting, one sided interest, mentions of a certain someone wink wonk.
You noticed a large crowd gathering in the casino you frequented the massive amount of cheering and boatloads of girly screams only told you someone had an easily abusable ego.
"Young master you can't.." you walked right past him, his radiant feather coat was an eye sore on its own not to mention the way he held the women by her wrists licking over her neck, she clearly seemed to enjoy it but was ashamed of it in such a public place.
You couldn't see it but behind his glasses the certain dark figure which passed him crossed his eye in an instant. He whistled as you walked past. "Come join us." you knew the comment was directed at you, each girl that surrounded him seemed to glare daggers in the back of your skull for catching his attention so quickly especially since they've tried their hardest to look the best, their fake eyelashes, the hair extensions, fake tans, everything.
''Piss off." you smiled looking over your shoulder his sinister smile grew upon seeing your pretty face.
''She's got a bad temper." with a low whistle as he imitated being burnt with his hands everyone around you only looked a little bothered by this.
You don't know why you humored this idiot, but the way he was pissing you off with only a sentence was enough for you to give him a middle finger as you walked away from his taunts, your hips swaying with each step.
His heart dropped a beat watching your equally flashy exit, the smile on his face grew, laughter erupted loudly from him. Oh what a thrill.
He wasn't one to get denied so easily especially with all the call girls he had. They surely kept going back for something. So seeing you walk off with such sass only tickled the urge in his head to fuck with you more.
In a near moment he was walking behind you, brushing off every girl from his arms the long coat he wore dropping feathers every now and then.
"Come on, what's with the sour face?'' he smiled catcalling you as his long frame started catching up to you.
''Fuck do you care? Go catch one of your bitches." you chuckled taking out a packet of cigarettes from your pants, striking the lighter that hid inside the box, your lips were bothered with the white filter.
''I'm clearly chasing her, she's not in a good mood now is she." he smirked, the shit eating grin on his face as he leaned himself over you increased, his flashy red glasses eye level with your face, you had to look up at him.
You clearly ignored him with a quick statement. "What are you a giraffe, move your lanky ass." Smoke trailed from your lips as you took a long drag waiting for the cunt to move.
"If you're into those, I am." he smirked rising his glasses up a bit so his eyes showed, only for a brief moment.
With a little interest you chuckled blowing smoke in his face which he clearly didn't like, his face scrunching up from the pricking smoke.
"I don't have time to keep stroking your ego." you moved past him, his hand wrapped around yours quickly.
''Then you'll have the time to stroke something else?'' he chuckled lightly with his famous shit eating grin, his hand guiding yours over his open shirt.
He pressed your hand over his abs slowly trailing it over each muscle, you watched tanned skin slip past your fingers, your red nail polish seemed to clash well with the tone of his skin. You smiled a little at the thought.
His ego grew a little more inflated seeing a positive reaction from you.
"See, you want me." he teased.
"The only thing I'd want is for you to fuck off." you smiled looking right up at him as you pulled your hand away form his chest, his smirk deflating in a pissed scowl which he quickly retracted back to his regular smirk, your eyes no longer were on him, yet you were still staring him right tin the face.
The rush of dopamine that hit his head was like a drug, behind his glasses his eyes carefully examined your face, the quick glance you gave at his lips made him only lean in your face more.
"Wanna kiss me already?'' he chuckled, his breath tickling your face a little.
You took the smoking cigarette away from your lips, holding it between your fingers, you reached to gently slap his face a couple of times. "You wish."
You smiled proudly, the smoke disappearing in his blonde hair he stopped complaining for a bit, the red glass sitting in it's white frames seemed a little transparent, there was a light light blush near the rims that sat on his cheeks.
''I better go before you catch feelings." you stuck the cigarette in his mouth watching him grip it with his lips he pressed your wrist against his mouth lolling his tongue over it.
''I'll see you in a bit then." he smirked watching you pull away with confidence, you turned on your heel disappearing though the door, a familiar presence greeted you, the way he pulled you in with his golden hook, his lips pressing against yours in a rather passionate kiss, the large cigar in his hand that flipped him off through the closing crack in the door only made Doflamingo more eager to try to encounter you more often. He took long drags from your cigarette your lipstick gently staining the very middle of his lips.
His girls were really mad that day occupying him the entire night as they tried to get rid of the stain over his mouth with no success.
Meanwhile you were enjoying an expensive dinner with the man before you, his slicked back hair fell a little over the large scar on his face as he asked you about your encounter with the pompous prick.
''We exchanged a few words, he's pretty cocky,and not in a good way." you wiped your wrist with a wet towel, his cold eyes scanning your actions gave him an idea of what might have happened.
''We'll worry about that later." He puffed his cigar, tiny drops of sand landing on the tablecloth before him.
You offered him your hand seeing that he was eyeing the door in a rather protective manner.
His eyes dropped down to your hand, the cigar lingering between his his teeth, the wait was rather silent for his touch until the moment he cupped your hand in his , thumb stroking over your knuckles you smiled back at him continuing your evening in his undivided attention.
Shanks, mihawk with an s/o who is secretly very strong like y/n can be getting yelled at and she doesn't do anything and if y/n is in danger she was always saved.but this time Y/N kinda just snapped like she made a whole bloodbath
(its a bit harder to write some gore for mihawk since the man is known not to go looking for trouble so this was my best idea for him)
Shanks
he's seen you loose your shit once but he was still suspicious that it wasn't your full extent of emotions.
Shanks had a bone to pick with a certain crew for a long time however it wasnt until the bastards showed up trying to put holes in his ship that he began getting really upset with them.
"Duck!" he'd jesture for you to evade the oncoming attack knowing fully well you liked when he showed up in a blaze of glory to save your ass.
And so, you stood there waiting for the blade to strike you to feel the sting of ripping skin and yet nothing, a strong clash of metal echoed before you Shank's sword glistened in the sunlight his aura irreversably tense.
"I told you to duck, it's the last time i'm doing this." his usually soothing voice came off as an abrupt shout at you, his eyes never looking near you as he plunged the sword in the man before him.
Truth be told that ruined the picture perfect moment of saving the underdog and left you feeling bitter.
Without a warning the body he shielded with his own was long gone when he tried taking a step back to guard you from the fallen man. He looked around for you as if you had dissapeared in thin air, a loud trail of groans and painful whimpers clouded his ears as he looked forward to the sight before him.
They didn't aim to be killing anyone, however it seemed the battle had reached its peak, the floorboards creeked under your weight, the sound of bodies collapsing in loud thuds only reassured Shanks' earlier doubts about you.
You lay upon a pile of men their blood trickling down in an upsetting and horrid manner, Shanks' was stunned to say the least, he thought of you as a powerful fighter but even this beat what he had in mind.
You sat there a trail of steam forming from your breath in the cold air, nothing in your body moved, only the rise of your chest as you took deeps breaths.
There was a slight klinch behind Shanks a gust of wind going upwards as someone reached behind him their sword drawn with a coarse battlecry.
He looked at you confidently making a split second decision to see what kind of beast truly lays under this calm facade you've always put up.
In a seconds notice the strong gust of wind from your body making its way past him sent his red hair sweeping across his face. With a proud smirk he looked past his shoulders, your sword seethed in its place the man before you already out cold in his own blood.
Before he got a word in you were already gone onto the next leaving a wake of men shouting for their crew to leave before theyre all dead.
He chuckles with new found confidance in you albeit the dripping blood that neared his shoes made him realise he might need to interferre with you personally.
Your heart was in no way weak of will yet the moment he used his Haki on you left you with a stumble to your step. His gaze was certain without a mistake he was ordering for you to stop, the battle was over they had lost and you had won, so theres no more need for you to slash through even half awake bodies.
Your eyes met his in an instant the sour urge for blood had dissapated, you sighed, a long drag to seethe your sword for the last time you walked to gaze over at the sea. There were no birds in sight only a pair of sea kings leaping through the deep sea waters.
Shanks came to stand beside you his arms hovering over the end of the ship he spoke up.
"Didn't know we kept a beast locked up for so long." he laughed the pleasant roar of his chest made even you smirk under your composure.
Mihawk
He's a man who goes out at sea only when necessary therefore hes had his fair share of witnessing you fall helplessy many times.
He nearly pities you, your way of fighting was ineffective against most who've went through the basics of swordsmanship. His constant passive insults seemed to build up in your head, his judgemental stare each time you fell down, the coldness in his eyes as he retorts to how you should work on your balance as he steps over to shield you from an attack.
Well theres a time for everything.
He agreed to take you along on one of his voyages you were standing behind him the entire time watching how the water spilled over his makeshift raft.
"Try not to fall." He spoke up clutching his black sword over his shoulder eyes pointing over to the ship before him.
It was rare when he decided to dock the ships he passed however since you were with him he wanted to see if you improved atleast a bit.
Much to his surprise a clash of green swiped past his face, it wasn't an attack he insinuated and yet it it sliced the ship clean.
He watched at the sight before him, the massive ship splitting open as it held no common ground to steady its split parts.
You walked before him and without explanation started throwing long range attacks, he stepped back a foot, his plan to passivley scold you had been taken out of the books.
He was notcing your footwork, your stance and breathing. There had been no flaws in it which left him questioning if it all had been a fluke this entire time. He watched you swing your sword in everywhich direction which made it painfully obvious you were aiming at something to be hit and yet what caught his eye was your concentration and the blood thirsty aroua around you, you were allowing no mistakes to be made.
The way you changed the angle of your attack as if you sensed someones movement on the ship, landing throws wasn't random anymore it had a purpose even he didn't see.
He was beginning to wonder when did you have the time for training with how busy he liked keeping you.
You quickly ended your attacks throwing your sword over your shoulder. In a moment of silence and crashing waves a chorus of pained wails was heard.
It had to be one of the most eerie sounds he's ever heard on the open sea as his eyes windened to the sound his scowl growing a bit more dense he kept looking between you and the now collapsed ship.
He was heavily intrigued his eyes told that much.
When you turned around nothing prepared for the total calmness he felt over the eased look in your eyes, however the glint that shined within them spoke volumes of how much expetise you had.
"Fight me." He spoke calmly haven't witnessed a power like his in a while, the water before his raft floating with debris and unmistakenly blood from the men you had attacked. You smiled at his request the two of your shared little to no place for footwork and his sword was long enough to reach the other end of his raft.
He wasnt sure if it was an intimidation tactic but the way you dipped your sword in the blody water to let it drip on his raft left him a little on the edge.
After reaching a draw he sat back, his large black hat tipping over his eyes he told you "Why have you been fighting like a newborn chick?"
You caught your breath sitting down before him on the raft you spoke with your sword resting on your shoulder. "You've never asked to fight seriously." a chuckle from you made him feel like a bit of an idiot, perhaps he should have challenged you sooner or atleast once told you to fight like it meant your life.
He sighed noticing a mark on his boot, it had been cut, not enough to fully cut through but enough to leave a mean scuff on it, no doubt your doing.
He stared long at the mark until you reached your destination, his eyes boring into the back of your skull as you offered him your presance. He had lost the duel without noticing, you left the scuff there to show him he needed not to underestimate you.
The following ride back he continued to slash his sword at you in moments where you werent paying attention, watching how effortlesly you doged his attacks you warned him "If you're attacking me, aim to kill me." You smiled with a twisted twinkle in your eyes, and he did as you said slashing true his blade left a soft incision over your cheek, payback for his scuffed boot.
they drank too much and have now entered the drunken stupor stage (each gets their Nfsw moments, also fuck me benckmans so hot)
shanks, rayleigh, benn, sanji, ace
Rayleigh
a bit more coy than usual, laughs way more aswell as loves giving gentle smiles and looks at you.
hes kind of in the state between drunk and concious so he feels free although his head is swirling a little he looks perfectly fine
drags your chair closer to his with ease the calmest of smiles on his face as he does so whilst you blush
likes to cover his face when laughing , the odd numbing sensation feels pleasant to him but makes him look rather gentlemanly as he does.
kisses your hand while mid convo totally not caring if anyone's looking
also the guy to keep his hand on your thigh rubbing intimate circles and squeezing it while the person hes talking with is trying their hardest not to stare
drops back in his bed asking you to lay on top of him, hell play with your hair whilst staring into the celing
there's something about his gentle nature in this drunken stupor
kisses your temples if you tell him youre going for something
if you arrive late defenetley excuses himself to be the first to greet you
wakes up to greet the guys telling everyone the ladys still asleep
the nice guy who greets you with coffee as you stroll through in his shirt
he doesn't mind if you get touchy with him however he'd like to continue this behind closed doors
as close as they'd get he has a thing for leaving the door slightly open while he fucks you
his hips thusting agaisnt you as he guides his hands all over your back
after sex glow is inevitable with this guy he walks back with you hand in hand the two of yours necks littered with love bites all over
Benn
usually glum and taking no shit this man is open for more casual banter, throws curses every now and then, his look is mean but it means more than just a mad gaze, he's a bit of a horny drunk.
you might need to let him hold on to you as you make it back , he knows his liqour but he loves your company on the moving ship as you two stumble and laugh along the way.
the two of you rejoin the group while you're wearing his shirt your hair messy, him bare-chested as he goes around on his drunken munchies.
Oh you fucked allright
he looks hotter after sex there's something to it you're sure. could just be the way you keep imagining his body over yours, but no he definetley looks hotter
takes more liqour loves to do the cross hand shot with you.
also loves to take a shot and feed it to you though a kiss the liqour seeping in your mouth it trickles down the sides he licks it all up
the huband x wife combo of the evening more like the zooted parents wihtout a sense of privacy at times
kisses you when he sees someone staring at you, eyeing the bastard like hell
its a need for you to sit in his lap at times not just for making himself feel better but to know you're alright and in good company
cares not for policy loves to squeeze your hips watching you squirm as you hold onto his chest when he pulls you closer
Shanks
turns into a light goop
loves to talk your ear off about things
also loves to compliment you whispering in your ear about how pretty you look while his eyes are glued to your cleavage his breath hot and heavy his cheeks a bright crimson
remind him its a public setting and hell fix his unexistant tie falsley sobering up
the type of guy to wave and nod when someone asks how hes doing clearly not well with the way his eyes are rolling in the back of his head at times
thats just shanks
loves to pester the introverts, makes them open up
somehow starts a drinkning game purposefully losing
forget about getting him to bed he's the dude that's the only one up making himself cocktails at 5am whilst the music is roaring and everyone's passed out
you wake up from your own nap he greets you with a smile offering you a drink , fucking loves back hugs
the dude who suggests for the party to last another day
he's in for many quickies that night , bathroom someone's bedroom , closet, outside on the balcony, on the sofa while everyone's passed out phew his libido is high
but nothing will beat the warm sensation when he lays you down on the bed with care toppling over you, his red hair brushing over his eyes he looks at you with drunken love and admiration
Ace
a puppy seriously, the type of guy to walk around greeting everyone and hours later offering hugs for anyone willing to participate
remind him to drink water because he won't , his hangovers are an absolute horror show you'll need to take care of him for the next following day
life of the party at some point doing the most absurd shit with his fire loves creating a show
waits for your rescue as he's over his limit
when you hoist him up drools over you a lot
hes dead meat by the time he reaches the bed slurring for you to come join
if he drank water hes fresh as a pickle annoying everyone else whos got a hangover
if he didnt no chores no work nothing zilch
whitebeard makes an appearance for the groggy boy showing up with some much needed food like an auntie at thanksgiving
rub his hair please he says it makes him feel better
you have to make him take a bath after one he comes out with new energy shining skin and hair mans looks like a million bucks
drops on the bed playfully wastes no time to push you in aswell
leaves kisses, somehow horny from the whole aftercare act
while established he wont last long during drunk sex, it's the hand-jobs that do it for him, he's absolutely tongue tied watching your hands run down his shaft mouth kissing and licking all over his tip
cum's more than usual, walks out with a mad blush while fastening his belt you come out seconds later pretending nothing happened
Sanji
oh my little duckling
he's coy like Rayleigh though his blush is far worse his actions are way sweeter than when he's sober
he offers food a warm hand on your thigh, loves to go for a smoke break while he traps you under him his head on yours, the two of you exchange the smoke under the nights sky
an absolute sucker for affection from you
might get along with zoro
he's warm and soft towards you while trying to keep chopper from being the confused kid of the party, ends up shirtless in an odd hawaii type shirt
gets wrapped in random things people give him
dancer absolute dancer
loves to twirl you to slow songs sweeping you off your feet
close and intimate afterwards, his hands on your hips while yours are on his shoulders
foreheads touching is a must
always asks for you to light his cigarette, not that he can't himself he just likes the sparkle in your eyes when you light it
hes stuck between giving and recieving
hell do everything to eat you out that night just to make sure you're feeling good, he'll worry about himself later when he's not stuck between your thighs marking the supple skin there
he loves it when you ride him , your chest bouncing right before his eyes he cant help to hug you while he keeps pumping inside of you
tug his hair a little watch him moan at the sensation
"Argh i refuse!" he'd snarl pointy teeth showing as he yells.
''But Luffy, you'd be a great husband." you protest making him only more irritated.
"I'm not marrying anyone!'' he slaps his hands on the table, steam blowing form his nose, you pout a little with this fake facade.
You walk over to the kitchen taking out a well cooked meat dish. ''Here i made something for you."
His nose is like a hounds when it comes to meat. "Wacha got there." he's already clanking forks against the table as you set it in front of him.
"If you eat this, you'll be my husband."
He completely ignores your joke, dropping forks aside he takes the food with his hands, chewing the delicious meal.
"So good! Oi Y/n ,I want more, moreee!" he'd whine not even finishing the first set his eyes sparkling wide as he looks at you.
''Oh whatever." you completely lose against him, his obliviousness compares with no one when it comes to this.
He thanks you for the food, licking his mouth from the crumbs, you show him another one.
''Shishishi" he cackles loudly and before you notice the food is long gone.
"Luffy!'' you shout watching him swallow quickly, you're left defeated.
''At least enjoy it you ape.." you wail silently watching him brisk past you.
''Maybe I should consider, aah who knows, but the food is too good.'' he speaks to himself arms behind his head and a large smile.
If you haven't ever experienced a Boa Hancock moment now you understand what it is about.
Sabo
''Isn't this a little sudden?'' he asks.
The two of you lying on the couch whilst watching a movie, not that the movie was bad but somehow Sabo started talking about random things trying to get to know a bit more of your mind until the topic game to be about marriage, you asked him what he thought about being called husband and this was his response.
"Were not getting married Sabo, it's just a question, what do you think?'' his arm pulled back a little from holding onto you , his elbow rested on the couch, hand still on your back he traced light circles.
''Well putting it this way.." he looked in thought his blonde hair falling over his eyes you couldn't help to brush it away, his gaze softly falling on you he smiled into the touch.
"I don't hate it, matter of fact, im open to it."
"Really?''
"Yeah, I mean you've called me D-"
"Ah shut up." You covered his mouth the apples of his cheeks growing as he gently bit into your palm.
You blushed a little, man this guy can be such a tease sometimes.
He pulled your hand away from his mouth, continuing.
"Well, do it." He smiled, his blue eyes flickering form the movie that flashed by beside you two.
''You're my husband." you stated shyly blinking many times as you watched him clench his heart.
"Oh this hits right in the feels." he faked pain falling over onto your lap.
You laughed at his antics, if there's anyone that can difuse the feeling of embarrassment faster its this guy. He laid back on your lap, your hand wandering lazily in his hair, you smiled at him.
His hand reached over to your cheek he pulled you forward, his nose gently rubbing against yours he pressed a lingering kiss.
Katakuri
He's a rather secluded person so you mainly hanged out around his sister, Brulee was the sweetest older sister you could ask for always offering you tea and sweets her genuine heart never wavering. You two had an ongoing joke about her brother the two of you kept codenaming him ''husband'' so your conversations would usually go with her staring a conversation like this. "So y/n, how's the husband?" she chuckled her smile lighting up the room. "He's a delight really we went shopping the other day and let me tell you how hard it is to find something that he'd even remotely hate, he loves everything! I'm starting to think it's impossible to make him mad.'' you sighed, not that you had real intentions of getting the big giant mad, you just wanted to see if he'd ever change his character, no matter how long you were at the store trying on every piece of clothing to waste time, he sat patiently the large scarf covering his mouth he always waited for you with a warm smile giving his opinions on the outfits. Brulee smirked '' He's a very kind person so even I cant see him being unsupportive."
"I know right, its like everything he does always turns out to be even better than he intended!" you flailed your arms a slight frown forming on your brows. The door peered open a rather tall figure coming through he welcomed himself in with a smile, setting some sweet buns on the table, they steamed with a gnetle delicious scent of sesame , rice and hints of familiar mango filling.
"Thank you dear." you smiled to the man as he stepped forth to take off the large scarft, his pointy teeth always caught your gaze.
you continued your conversation with brulee,katakuri sitting by your side as he bit into the sweet bun.
The two of you kept speaking about a certain husband and he for the life of him couldnt understand to who were you reffering to with such familiarity.
''Who are you two talking about?'' he chewed the sweet looking between you two.
"You.'' you quickly replied continiuing your conversation with his sister until she stopped her eyes wide as she looked at you.
You had a quizzical expression on your face and then it clicked, your face flared up red with brulee watching the sweetest smile on her face, you avoided looking at katakuri to save your life.
No need to worry, the large man was barely able to continue eating his desert, a humble red spread over his ears he pinched the bridge of his nose for the longest time. It was for the longest time he thought you were talking about someone else every time you chatted with his sister he thought you were chatting about another man you had spotted wandering onto the island. Now it made sense to him, the words repeating in his mind he groaned setting the pastry on the table, he never pictured himself to be called that , he was barely able to get used to boyfriend so you tended to switch it up very often.
You cleared your throat watching the fluster on his face , your hand reached over to take his , you were met with a comfortable squeeze.
"You two will be the death of me." he sighed a large toothy grin over his face. The two of you were left a laughing mess offering him some tea as an apology for the long confusion along with the sudden surprise.
Zoro
He asked for you to sit on his back while he was working out, you hesitated at first thinking that he's going a little too far, he reassured you there's nothing to be afraid of as he can easily sling over 100 kgs without ease.
''If you say so.." He steadied himself into a plank waiting for you to find a comfortable place over him.
"Ready?"
''Yep." you popped the p feeling your balance loose itself as you held onto waist each time he neared the ground.
You couldn't hold your amusement, he was way stronger than you imagined, your weight seemed to barely affect him as he did his push ups with ease. ''15..16..17.." you counted in your mind your but flat against his lower back.
"Have you asked anyone else to do this while you train?'' you had to know, there's no way he'd be so comfortable with a whole human on his back like this.
"Yeah, I asked," he panted between pushes, you could feel each time his body took an inhale of breath. "Luffy, but he's so light it wasn't even a challenge." sweat dripped down his forehead onto the ground before him creating a little array of a puddle.
"Anyone else?''
He took his time answering this time focusing on his form before he spoke up again, the silence was pleasant, although you were a little worried reminding yourself as you rode on his back that he was still training.
" I think I asked Usopp after that, though he wasn't better than Luffy."
He breathed a little heavier taking some time to stop between curls, to steady his breathing.
"You alright? I can hop off if it's too much." you wondered not wanting for him to collapse with extra weight on him.
"Stay, you're good." he continued with a regained sense of will, crushing through the next 50 push ups.
You grew comfortable on his back having adjusted to the rhythm.
Your hands slid lower on his waist as you lowered your back against his, your concentrated weight now laying flat over him, your head on the back on his neck, just enough so it wouldn't bother him.
He puffed heavier reaching triple digits, his muscles slowly grew sore but he pushed through with a slight sense to impress you.
''Y/n , you up there? Is Zoro with you?'' Chopper asked under the stairs you responded loudly.
''Yep, my hubby's right here!'' there was a quick silence as Zoro's eyes widened under you, not that you could see.
''Okaay! Dinners gonna be ready soon!'' he informed before walking to do help out.
The weight shifted under you, his hand held you in place, as you leaned slightly to his right, he was doing single handed push ups.
"Hey, don't you think that's a bit extreme?'' you told him, as he continued to meet ground confidently.
''Nah." His hand held comfortably on your waist a while longer until he switched sides, the name lingering in his mind. A while later he was dripping wet, you could feel your own shirt soaking in his sweat he gestured you to hop off.
''Here." you handed him some water, he turned to his side his face not meeting yours he drank, chest rising with each sip you admired his well toned back with a silent whistle.
It surprised him, the feeling of your eyes on him made him a little shy, hince the reason he refused to turn around for so long.
You walked up to him, head leaning over his shoulders to have a look at his face. He had spaced out for a bit , a blush covering his upper face you smiled in awe.
''Yeoow, Tell your hubby to move it! Foods done!" you heard Franky call for you, Zoro's face eyes twitching at the mention of this nickname.
Your smile grew wider as you poked his face.
''Were you pulling those stunts because of me?'' you smirked making his eyes open to look at you with the blush on his face still wildly present.
"No.." he spoke softly, his crossed arms unwinding he slipped one around your waist with a serious yet pleading look.
''Don't tell anyone.." you chuckled silently at his words, resting your head on his shoulder.
''Come on, food will get cold.'' he guided you to head down, following closely as everyone greeted you.
During dinner you gave him a look, mouthing the nickname again, he ate his food not saying anything, the tips of his ears were red no matter how much he tried to deny it.
He liked the nickname despite the silence.
Sanji
''Sanji, come here a moment." You ushered the sweetheart over, he waltzed towards you with his signature spin stopping behind you to peer over what you were looking for.
A bunch of jewelry, shining red white, pink and blue all sorts of jewels shined under the display lights. "What's up? Do you need money?''
''Hmm no, give me your hand." you vaguely looked at his hand, his slim fingers flexing before you, a trail of smoke winding in the air.
You offered his hand to the jeweler he took measurements of his ring finger, whilst Sanji watched, if this was an idea for a gift this was the worst way to ask for a ring size, he could of just told you if you asked.
''8.5 centimeters miss." The shop keep informed you of the size.
''Thought as much, could i see the rings over there?'' you pointed under the display, Sanji curiously watching over your shoulder like a cat.
"Of course, for gifts we suggest these as they aren't that flashy and will accentuate the hands well." He smiled pulling out a ring form its holdings handing it over to you.
You turned Sanji's hand so his palm would face you your warm hand meeting with his rather cold and meek one.
"What's wrong Sanji? Your hands are cold." you asked watching him puff smoke in the shapes of hearts, his cheeks a brisk red.
"Hm? Oh I didn't think you'd be the type to buy men jewelry.'' He watched as you slipped the ring on his finger, a slim silver band sitting low on his finger it looked rather pretty but a little too slim for him.
You took it off clasping the metal you handed over it the shop keep.
"How about this one?'' you showed to a thicker ring, the polish on it shining beautifully.
"Good choice miss." he commented handing you the ring.
You took the cigarette from Sanjis lips between your middle and pointer finger holding the ring in your thumb and ring finger you slipped it on taking a slow drag from the white wrapped cigarette.
Sanji watched with deep curiosity, he loved when you did these subtle yet intimate things, his heart beat with a deep flame as he watched you puff out a streak of grey smoke. His lower lip slightly trembling at the sight.
"What do you think?'' You spoke calmly watching him gulp as his eyes wandered to the ring, he twirled it around with his thumb checking if it wasn't going to bother him whilst he was cooking.
''It's good, won't bother me if I wear it for a long time." You smiled taking on another drag of his cigarette. A pleasant smirk laying on your features as you thought about what you're going to say next.
''This isn't typically a thing to take off Sanji." you smiled brushing a hand over his cheek, the lit cigarette dangerously close to his face, protected by your hand.
His heart dropped at the mention.
''She doesn't m-mean.." he thought to himself. Your confident yet seductive gaze at him only confirmed his thoughts, he swallowed slowly, his face plastered in a red blush, you laughed.
''Is this a prop-proposal!?'' his eyes beat out of his face he practically shouted in the most excited way.
You chuckled sweetly, the shop keep blushing at the sight of you two.
''Well take this one then" You smiled handing him money. Your gaze towards Sanji you put a hand on his shoulder whispering.
''I might as well make you a husband, dear.''
Oh boy.. the red that ripped down his nose way quite something, you handed him a hanker chief dropping the cigarette on the nearby ashtray the shop keep kept, you laced your hand with his walking out the shop Sanji followed with a light stumble every now and then walking a few steps behind you as you lead him. His head was so ready to burst with all the imagines of the two of you holding a ceremony rose petals flying and everything.
''My those two are something." the shop keep chuckled watching an overly flustered male leave with his sweetheart in hand.
Smoker
Word seemed to get around around you and the cloudy vice admiral, because of his strict work nature and your dedication people started calling you the type to be married only to two things each other and work, the two of you never met much aside from when it was time to deliver some justice, men practically fangirled when the two of you appeared fighting along each other.
''What's wrong with all of you, there's work to be done!'' Smoker shouted to his underlings as you walked beside him.
''There she is, aren't they the best.." the guys swooned as you stood hands on your hips along Smoker, his cigars burning weak smoke you offered him a light, his face leaning to the fire you provided the guys waited in anticipation for something to happen.
''Got a problem guys?'' you smiled meanly, Smoker puffing on his cigars to light them fully.
''None at all!!'' they all waved their hands with sheepish smiles.
''This is getting a little out of hand.." he looked at you smoke puffing from his face.
''You don't say." you laughed, something you did only around him according to every fanboy out there.
''Look look she's smiling again'' they blushed, a vein popping on Smokers face from this foolery.
''Go do something you idiots!" he knew the rookies had nothing better to do but it beat oogling at you two every second they could.
'' I'm going to HQ if you need something you know where to find me." with the use of his devil fruit and a long streak of smoke he disappeared from your sights.
You chuckled closing the door to his office with your body, Smokers head deep into his papers.
"It's crazy out there." you stood there hand's behind your back as you leaned on the door. Smoker hummed listening to you. ''You don't think we should do something about this?'' you walked over to his desk sitting across him, the single cigar set down in the ash tray he finally pulled his head out of the mountains of papers before him.
''Why should we? It does nothing for us." he stated slicking back his hair you squinted at the sight.
"You enjoy being my fictitious husband that much?" you smiled watching his eyes slowly running over you face, a little shit eating grin plastered on your face, you subsided it once you saw his cheeks redden a little as he resumed his smoke hiding the embarrassment.
"You're kidding right?!'' he winced closing his eyes , a hand clenching under the desk. Just dont laugh, it wasn't supposed to come off this way, but there was no better way for him to answer.
''..'' He was silent as he opened his eyes staring at you through his brows.
It was your turn to return the blush, as you laid back on the chair placing a cold towel over your forehead.
''Those brats..'' you sighed pinching the bridge of your nose you rose your head letting the towel fall to your lap.
Once his work was done he decided to treat you to some tea in the lounge, the two of you passed by a couple of marines on your way, you calmly took his hand in your watching as one spit water behind you, you turned your head looking at them with a knowing smile. Smokers eyes glancing over at your hand he picked up the pace dragging you along a bit faster, you laughed turning your face back to the blushy vice admiral.
Eustass Kid
You watched as Kid toyed around his arm, tightening bolts and sautering wires it looked surreal to just think how it operated.
"Kid what do you think about marriage." you asked him out of the blue never approaching this topic with him before. The mean look on his face grew as he barked at you. " What marriage?! It's annoying to just think about it." Whilst true he had a lot on his plate in the current situation, he wanted to beat Kaido for beating his ass so badly the dumbest of reds showed on his face as he threw some bolts at you making you hide behind a flipped table.
"Get out, you're annoying!'' He puffed slamming his fist on the table, bolts creaking on his arm as he attempted to move it.
"Look at what you did!'' You checked his arm watching smoke and sparks come from it you chuckled a bit. ''You can fix that cant you?'' you pointed at it making him growl back, ''Of course, it's gonna take a shit ton of time because of you though." he held a mean glare toward you. ''Okay okay I get it, I'm sorry." you raised your hands in defeat watching him sigh.
'' Don't stand there, you're helping out now." he waited for you to come closer bringing over all sorts of random tools with you, the two of you worked for a long while, trying to fix all the errors you caused.
As much as he kept focusing on his work, his eyes sometimes wandered to your face watching how you inspected his work. The dumb glint in your eyes as you followed his each move broke the silence.
"I guess it can't hurt.." he admitted his ears a little red.
"Hm?'' you turned to took at him while he was avoiding your gaze with a little sweat dropping down his brow.
"Nothing, pay attention." he moved your face with the back of his knuckle, your side eye stared at his preoccupied thought filled expression, with a wide smirk you pushed his hand back with your face, the longer you stared the longer he stiffened up.
"What?'' his clad orange eyes peered down on you.
You smiled not saying a word.
''You'd make the finest fucking husband." you spoke up suddenly staring right at him with a wide smirk.
He rolled his head throwing it back before he snapped at you.
"GET OUT WILL YOU." he threw an oiled cloth at you watching you scatter out of his room with haste.
Hand over his mouth he stared long at his arm, his eyes wide without a sense of reality, the embarrassed blush covering his face he could no longer work on the repairs.
Shanks
''Hubby am i right on this ?" You were bickering with Ben for the longest time, the stubborn first mate would not bend under your will even if you bribed him with millions.
Shanks turned around with a cheeky look on his face he overheard the entirety of the conversation between you two, you were in the wrong however he wanted to mess around with something else first.
"Hubby?'' he asked whipping around the bar stool one leg over the other he laid his hand behind the counter in a rather confidant way.
"Come on Shanks who's right.'' you blurted out continuing to one over Ben whos scowl only grew the longer you didn't agree with him.
He watched with a glimmer in his eyes calling out your name.
"Hubby~" he smirked watching as you processed the information.
''Argh what the hell! Yes Ben your point is right! Shanks youre dead!" you stormed forward to the captian pinching his nose.
"I call you one silly nickname and you dont leave it alone." you scolded him watching him stifle a laugh as he pushed you to his side with his only arm.
You didn't look him in the face knowing he'd give you a shit eating grin.
"Let go!'' you peeled at his hands , his grip strong as he got in your face with a whisper.
"I refuse~" the gravel in his tone, along the way he looked at you, it was only a matter of time before you shot him a glance.
You looked over at him quickly regretting that instantly.
"There you are." the sultry tone in his voice never leaving as he leaned in his lips hovering just above yours, barely a touch.
He waits for you, with a small smile tugging on his lips. He was pleasantly surprised when you tugged on his collar a rather harsh kiss deepening against his.
Roger
You brought up the topic suddenly the hearty laugh form him was as much as when you did your usual babbling with him.
"Husband, me?'' he snorted between baited breaths.
You felt a little dumb standing in front of him as he laughed his large hat tipping on his head.
'Never hurts to try something once now does it?" He showed you a warm smile once his laughter stopped, you didn't expect him to be so agreeable to something like this.
''I cant figure out if you're serious or joking." you pouted as he guided you to the end of his ship.
''If you want the world, I'll get it for you.'' he clenched his first around thin air, right along your chest as he leaned into hug your shoulder, a bewildered stare darting between his face and hand you didn't even think about the possibility.
"I can't bring you a big ceremony, but if you want the life of a wanted criminal on your hands I can't go denying yours dreams now can I?''
''Guys prepare for a celebration!'' he shouted over his shoulder, every man standing at a halt.
''Your captains getting married!'' he wasted no time jumping assumptions.
"R-Roger wait, now?!'' you pushed a hand on his chest which he took into his with a knowing look.
"No time like the present no?'' He smirked, his teeth flashing in the bright sun.
He didn't even take time to consider something like this...
''I thought it over don't be stupid." Its like he read your mind, he pointed to his crew gazing down at you.
"They're a handful, but take care of them will you?"
"Like that's new.." you chuckled, still baffled by his words.
