𝜗ৎ one piece x reader: their favorite kinds of kisses
𓍢ִ໋❀ luffy adores kissing your cheek. he'll usually suprise you by jumping onto your back and wrapping his arms and legs around you, before placing a big, sloppy kiss on your face.
𓍢ִ໋❀ zoro loves it when he's about to take a nap and you join him by dozing off on his shoulder. he takes these moments as an opportunity to kiss the top of your head.
𓍢ִ໋❀ sanji absolutely loves kissing your hands. you love it too, the way he so sweetly submits to you, caresses you, treats you like a queen. he wants nothing more than to devote himself to you.
𓍢ִ໋❀ law cherishes those moments when he's working late at night, with you by his side. you place your hand delicately on his non working hand, and he can't help but bring it to his face and kiss your knuckles.
𓍢ִ໋❀ ace has always been a sweet and simple man. on late nights when most of the crew has retired and the two of you get to share some peace together, it almost always involves you two kissing softly on the lips. it's both sweet and reassuring.
𓍢ִ໋❀ shanks can't help it when he drinks himself stupid at a bar and your sitting right next to him. he immediately leans in and leaves sloppy kisses all over your neck, whispering sweet nothings into your skin until he inevitably passes out.
𓍢ִ໋❀ crocodile loves nothing more than bringing you expensive gifts as forgiveness for hardly having time. seeing your face light up while he wraps diamonds around your neck always compels him to place a kiss on your forehead.
𓍢ִ໋❀ doflamingo believes himself to be the rightful owner of all, including your heart. he tends to grab your face and kiss you harshly, allowing you to taste his maliciousness, possessiveness, and the twisted love he holds towards you akin to a child and his belongings.
𓍢ִ໋❀ eustass kid won't even be loud or grand with his love, but he doesn't fail to show it in quiet ways. when he finally retires for the night he collapses right on top of you, leaving kisses on your stomach until he starts to snore.
★ summary. happy halloween! what spooky hijinks are you getting up to with you lover tonight? don't forget your costumes!
☆ pairings. luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, sabo, eustass kid, killer, law x fem!reader
☆ contents. !smut! fem!reader, costumes (all), grinding, kissing (luffy), degradation, light impact play, rough sex (zoro), bondage, collars (sanji), breast play, improper use of devil fruits (ace), roleplay, grinding (sabo), virgin kink, purity kink, roleplay, alcohol mention (kid), predator/prey kink, chasing, roleplay (killer), medical kink, roleplay, grinding (law) | mdni.
★ a/n. had this sitting in my drafts unfinished since. well. you know. anyways enjoy this perfectly appropriate and thematic—NOT intended for a completely different holiday—new years piece! (^ 0 ^)
MONKEY D. LUFFY wears a pirate costume, and you get to be his treasure!
all luffy could talk about was how he wanted to be a pirate for halloween (again), and there was absolutely no way to convince him to be anything else. therefore, you had to come up with the perfect costume to match him, and you were not about to choose "pirate-but-sexy" for the nth year in a row.
you were, of course, decked out completely in shimmering colors. gold and silver necklaces, rings, and bangles covered your entire body, complete with more than a few sets of pearls on your neck. and to top it all off? a crown set atop your head, glowing regally with the help of the jewels embedded into it. all of this finery, and you were covered from head to toe in twinkling body glitter.
luffy was immediately blinded upon seeing you (as was everyone else who had the misfortune of gazing upon your glimmering form), but seemed standoffish for the rest of the night, rarely speaking but often rubbing a finger across your arm, leg, or wherever your skin was revealed, coating his finger in the fine, sparkling powder. it wasn't until you got back to the ship after the party that luffy decided to pounce.
"you're so shiny," luffy panted, squeezing your chest with his left hand and your ass with the other. his eyes were blown wide, enraptured by your glistening body. "and you're all mine."
a blissful sigh left your lips as luffy's bulge glided against your slit, in addition to his constant fondling of your body. a wet patch had begun forming on his shorts—mostly due to your own slick, but even he was contributing to the mess. you never expected him to be so entranced by your costume, but perhaps it was his inner pirate speaking.
"i'm glad you like it, luf," you said, moving your lips to meet luffy's. if it weren't for the glitter on your skin, you were sure luffy would have left an innumerable number of hickeys across your body.
luffy pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. "i need more," he gasped, seizing your body and pressing you down into the bed. suddenly, the thought of being covered in hickeys didn't seem impossible anymore.
RORONOA ZORO is wrapped up as a mummy, and you're about to raid his tomb!
you knew zoro wasn't going to put any effort into a costume, so it was up to you to find something he wouldn't try to strip out of. zoro was already used to wearing bandages (L) so it wasn't hard to wrap a couple around his arms, legs, and one across his head for good measure. your costume was far more detailed; a high-quality recreation of a certain gun-wielding, tank top wearing archaeologist.
from the start, zoro wasn't able to keep his eyes off you. the way you moved, the way you talked, the way you stood in that outfit was enough to make him twitchy all night (and his costume was not helping his predicament.) some partygoers speak to you normally, while others take daring glances at your costume. zoro is not pleased with either group.
really, the more he thought about it, this whole party and costume thing was your fault. by the time you get back to your shared cabin on the sunny, zoro is already peeling his bandages off, eager to be done with tonight. you, on the other hand, are enthusiastically helping zoro de-bandage himself. after all, it just means he has to help you disrobe afterwards, right?
zoro's fingers gripped the band your tight shorts, as if he was about the rip them off, only to squeeze your ass instead with his large hands. despite your request for him to help you undress, he seemed more eager for you to keep the outfit on.
"you should wear shit like this more often," he snorted, running one of his hands down your thigh, reaching the thigh strap and sneaking a finger around the elastic. zoro pulled on it, stretching the band and letting it thwack against your flesh.
you let out a moan, gritting your teeth at the sweet sting. zoro's hands were already up at your chest, ripping the buttons off your shirt and exposing your chest. a satisfied grin lined his face as he leaned back, bringing your hands down to his zipper.
"your turn to help me undress, babe," he said, letting you feel the hard tent forming in his tan pants. you steeled your resolve, accepting that this striptease was only just the beginning of tonight.
VINSMOKE SANJI is disguised as a handsome lion, and you're his ringmaster!
when the idea of a costume party was first conceived, sanji immediately floated matching costume ideas to you. "chef and cupcake" was a cute idea in theory, but you weren't looking forward to the execution. besides, you were incredibly excited to carry sanji by a collar for the night! probably not as excited as he was, however.
sanji behaved like a guard dog the whole night—maybe guard lion would be a better word—chasing off pervs with a nasty look in his eye and giving you a nice, fuzzy shoulder to lean on after you had a couple glasses of punch. of course, mr. lion couldn't stop himself from whispering the pretty plans you two had after the party into your flushed ear.
your hands are all over each other by the time you get back onto the ship. only once you get into your room do your hands slip under the clothes and into the sheets. the costume you received came with some props that you initially had no use for, but sanji can find a use for any tool.
"toys are on the dresser," you gasped out as sanji sucked the side of your neck, the two of you practically stumbling into your room. sanji's shirt had been thrown to the ground while the buttons on your own were popped open, exposing your chest.
you threw yourself on the bed, arching your back and waiting for sanji to grab whichever toys interested him the most. seconds later he stood over you, holding a collar and whip in his hands—the latter was a bold choice, you'd never expected him to take that one.
"i thought it'd be cute, having the ringmaster be subdued," sanji chuckled, fastening the collar to your neck with a click! "no need to brace yourself either, mon minou, i'd rather die than lay a hand on you."
with a skill you didn't know sanji had, he loosely tied the whip around your wrists, securing you to the headboard. "ready, mon amour? we're both in for a long night," he sighed in bliss, straddling himself over your lower half. next year, you were definitely using this costume again.
PORTGAS D. ACE is dressing up as a firefighter, and you're matching as his loyal dalmation!
at first, it was hard to convince ace to dress up as something antithetical to his position as fire fist, but after telling him he could be shirtless for the costume, he was 100% on board! he was also a fan of your costume, flicking your ears up and down and up and—
the party was a blast, and ace was eager to show off your costumes to partygoers, making silly poses and taking plenty of photos. despite being a devil fruit user, ace also insists on being a real firefighter. as such, the deviant carries around a water gun to use whenever and on whoever he sees fit—even spraying you straight in the chest, drenching your spotted costume.
your boyfriend quickly hands over his firefighter jacket, covering your body and escorting you to a bedroom to help dry your shirt off. ace's powers are almost ideal—as long as you keep about 5 feet between you and the fire. luckily, his hands seen warm enough to help. and with a little persuasion, maybe you can find an even warmer part.
"a-are you sure this the best way?" ace stammered, his face so red it matched the beads around his neck. the clearly excited smile on ace's face betrayed his seeming apprehension—the pervert was clearly begging for you to keep going.
"maybe you're right," you sighed, pulling his warm hands away from your chest, much to his obvious disappointment. you slid off the bed and saddled yourself on the floor, sitting right between his legs.
"you locked the door, right ace?" you said, moving your hands to his zipper. all your boyfriend could do was nod his head frantically, his goofy smile reappearing as he shrugged off his boxers with your help.
"god, i fucking love you baby," he sung in pleasure as his cock went into your shirt, feeling his heat spread across your tits. throwing his head back in pleasure, ace made a mental note to dress up more often.
SABO wants to be a knight this evening, and he needs a princess to match!
no one else commits harder to a joke than sabo. and sabo's idea of a joke is wearing a full, authentic suit of armor to a party. likewise, he insists you wear an authentic dress to match. puffy sleeves, real silk, and fine lace adorn your body in such a tight way that it's almost hard to breathe. sabo just slaps your back (with a metal covered hand, ouch) and tells you it'll just be a couple hours. the two of you have done crazier things in the bedroom than this, he says. asshole.
he enjoys keeping his face covered by his helmet, then surprising friends and partygoers by flipping it up. and, as your knight, he insists on being by your side, protecting you from anyone who dare attack his princess! (like the maniac running around with a water gun)
after the party, the two of you are happy to shed your uncomfortable, but still very impressive, costumes. sabo gets his suit of armor off before you can even attempt to shrug off a shoe. but now that he's free from his metal prison, he's more than happy to help his princess undress.
"it would have been fun to try this at the party," sabo chuckled, forcing you to arch your back as he yanked on the lacing of your dress. "oops, that just made it tighter! my bad, sweetie."
"asshole," you managed to squeeze out, feeling sabo's bulge press closer against your ass. "just help get your princess out of this contraption." the bastard was getting too big a kick out of this, and all you wanted to do was get out of this damn dress.
a hand traveled beneath your skirt, flipping the fabric up and exposing your backside. "theres gotta be a zipper around here somewhere, right baby? any ideas?" sabo whistled, and you couldn't help but snicker at his comment this time.
"it's an older model—comes with a keyhole! but you need a pretty big key to get in." you wiggled your ass for emphasis, giggling at your own joke. from behind you heard a hearty laugh, followed by the sound of a buckle being undone. you figured you could stand being in this overly tight silk for just a bit longer. or at least until sabo ripped it off you.
EUSTASS KID begrudgingly accepts his devil costume, only as long his angel accompanies him!
from the start, kid isn't a fan of wearing a costume. only once you tell him about the party aspect does kid accept the idea of this "costume" you speak of. kid's regular attire fits the description of "devil" well enough, so all you do is add a horned headband and tell him to look extra red and evil for tonight. you, on the other hand, dress in as much white as possible, complete with fluffy wings and a halo to match.
at the party, all kid cares about is getting as hammered as possible. he's laughing with his crew, beer in hand with you sitting on his lap. despite his earlier attitude towards his costume, he seems to get really in character after a few drinks, making comments about how a "devil like him" got with an "angel like you," flicking your wings for extra emphasis.
by the time the party's dispersed, you're dragging an excited kid back to your shared room. he's handsy the whole way through, and his comments about your costumes have gone up a notch, clearly more interested than he was at the start of the night. kid's got plans in his head even before the door closes, and he's ready to enact these new fantasies.
"c'mere babe, 'wanna hold ya," kid laughed, falling into his chair. he patted his thigh, beckoning you over. the horns you made him wear at the start of the party still sat on his head, blending in with his hair and making him look like a real demon.
"hold me? like, cuddling?" you replied coyly, doing your best to play the part of "pure angel" as you sat in his lap. given the huge ass grin on his face, you took it as a sign that you were doing a splendid job.
"virgin angel needs a devil to teach 'er." kid slipped a hand under your dress, using his other hand to play around with your wings. "could rip these babies off, teach ya about pain and pleasure—the two good things in life."
his breath was hot against your ear, and you shuddered as he gave your ass a firm squeeze. "i'm a fast learner," you gasped, leaning into his body. a part of you wondered how far kid would take this roleplay, but an even bigger part of you wondered how much of your costume would be left by the end of this long, long night.
KILLER is decked out as jason, and watch out, you're his final girl!
it's easy to get killer to dress up, mostly because jason's mask also has near identical holes to killer's usual mask. but he also has fun helping you dress up, cutting up and splattering your survivalist outfit with fake blood in order look the part. you have your own fun, playing around with different hairstyles like your boyfriend was your own personal doll. a doll caked in fake blood, that is.
the party was fun, and despite what your costumes suggested, you and killer were attached to each other the whole night. while killer would show everyone his new punishers, replaced with machetes to match his costume, you'd stick a straw through one of his mask holes so that he could sip.
on the way back to the ship with the rest of the crew, killer pulls you off to the side to whisper in your ear. his idea? you get a 30 second head start to run into the island, and then killer will be hot on your trail. a countdown isn't necessary—you start your sprint into the woods while your boyfriend's laugh echoes in the distance.
you gasped for air, ducking under branches and leaping over exposed roots. if it weren't for your combat boots, you'd surely have face-planted about five minutes ago. in the distance you could hear killer approaching, and he was doing it quickly.
with a flourish, you threw yourself against a tree, pretending to lean against it for support to catch your breath. in an instant, you felt your chest press against the tree, a large machete cutting into the trunk right beside you. killer's body pressed itself into you, and you could feel something else pressing into your body as well.
"caught you," he whispered into your ear, sending a chill down your spine. "you gonna beg for mercy, pretty girl?" killer's knee positioned itself between your legs, and you couldn't help but slightly grind on it.
"oh please mr. scary killer! if you let me go, i'll make it worth your while!" you cried out, unable to hide the sly smile on your face. cold metal touched your back as killer's machete cut open the back of your shirt. as eager as you were for the main course, you prayed that killer had something new for you to wear on your walk back to the ship.
TRAFALGAR LAW accepts his position as doctor, but only if he has his trusty nurse!
costumes aren't law's thing—he's the type to value comfort over looks in nearly every situation. but he's already got a stethoscope in the medical bay and a lab coat in his closet, so it was meant to be! after you told ikkaku about your idea, she gleefully fished a skimpy nurse outfit from a box, complete with a nurse cap to match. once law sees you try it on, he no longer complained about having to wear his doctor costume.
law's nursing (lmao) a drink in his hand for nearly the whole event, always trailing behind you like a lost puppy who would rather be at home reading a book. eventually you find a couch you two can cuddle on while also catching up with some old friends. law pouts through most of it, setting his chin on your head while you relax on his lap.
back on the submarine, law just wants to be in his boxers and get to bed. as he's on the side of your bed, kicking off his pants, you approach, sliding yourself on his lap. you fiddle with the collar of his lab coat and run your fingers down his stethoscope, informing him that he needed to complete his physical exam before bed.
"you've got a bit of a fever, doc," you said, pressing the back of your hand against law's forehead. as you did so, you pushed your clothed cunt against the tent in law's boxers, eliciting a low moan from the man.
you tutted, "thats not a good sign, mr. trafalgar." you continued grinding against him, pulling gently on his stethoscope. "any idea what it could be, doc? i'd love to help, but it's hard to find the source of this problem."
"just," law hissed, his hips twitching upwards into yours, "keep doing that. keep moving your hips." law's mouth swept over your exposed collarbone, peppering harsh kisses into your skin.
"you got it, doc!" you said with cheer, slipping a finger into the band of his boxers and yanking them down. law's cock sprang free, and you allowed it to sit snuggly between your ass. if law's grip on your body was anything to go by, you were definitely on the right path for a cure.
this is an obvious one, but when sanji falls, he falls hard, no matter who he's with. now when it comes to you, the first person he has experienced genuine true love AND who also reciprocated his feelings, sanji is all in. the way that he is passionately devoted to you from day one is something that not even robin or nami have ever seen. sanji loves so genuinely and purely, and the utter care he gives to your relationship is proof of that.
you fall first, but zoro falls harder.
who wouldn’t fall for roronoa zoro? the way that he works out on the deck, all sweaty and chiseled. not to mention how soft and kind he can be when he wants to. it was inevitable you ended up with a crush on him. when zoro realizes he reciprocates these feelings, you open his eyes to an emotion that has evaded him his whole life. he becomes softer, more eager to let loose and enjoy life, knowing he has you by his side.
when it comes to luffy, you fall first and then fall equally as hard.
luffy is irresistible. his pure heart and the happiness he brings to others drive you completely insane; you were bound to fall in love. like zoro, luffy is unfamiliar with the feeling of love and has trouble understanding it when it comes to you. but like any adventure, luffy is always ready to trek the unknown. and as unpredictable as he is, love with luffy is a never-ending surprise.
usopp falls first and harder.
to be frank, love with usopp is riddled with insecurity and angst. it was a huge surprise to him that you even reciprocated his feelings, so he treads lightly when it comes to your relationship. you see right through usopp’s lies, too, so he’s especially vulnerable with you. the way that you understand and know usopp is so genuine that he can’t help but fall even more in love with you than he already is.
you fall first, but nami falls harder.
nami is reluctant to feel any sort of romantic feelings, so it was difficult to tell if she even liked you back. the beginning stages of your relationship start off slow. she’s not eager to let her walls down, but once you show her loyalty and gentleness, nami starts to let you in. she would never say this, but the vulnerability she feels with you reminds her of bellemere. it makes her so scared, but so eager to jump into it with you.
robin falls first, but you fall harder.
robin may fall first, but she could take that secret to the grave if she chose to. you’ll confess first and reveal an entirely different woman than the one you fell for. her genuine charm and wit are admirable on the average day, but paired with her quirky awkwardness? it’s enough to make you fall head over heels. that’s the best thing about robin: no matter what side of her you get, you can’t help falling in love anyway.
you fall first, but franky falls harder.
franky has undeniable charm and charisma; his silky smooth tongue is enough to have anyone hooked. coupled with his smoking bod, it was inevitable that you would fall for him. now, franky isn’t a man who can be tied down, but if you happen to earn his affection, it feels like his charm is cranked up a hundred notches. franky isn’t quick to love or show any vulnerability, so when he does, it’s unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. the way he speaks to you is as smooth as butter and has you blushing harder than you ever thought possible. he treats you like royalty, with a deep, devoted loyalty that only a special few get to see.
ace falls first and harder.
ace is one of the biggest sluts on the grand line. he gets insane play, but is also fiercely loyal to anyone who has his heart. so once he’s fixated on you, there is nothing in the world that could change his mind. as good of a flirt as he is, ace can become pathetic pretty quick. he’ll ask you on dates and beg for your affection any chance he gets. but once he figures out you like him back? gods wish they could experience that type of devotion. ace would die for those he loves, and his love envelopes you so tightly that it’s impossible to resist.
sabo falls first, but you fall harder.
unfortunately, sabo is another grand line slut. he has crushes often, and they are almost always reciprocated. so when he makes his crush on you known, he expects you to feel the same way. you do, obviously. but you don’t expect how stuck up and conceited he is about it. it’s stupidly charming and makes you want him even more. but the more you get to know him, you realize how deep sabo’s passion and loyalty run.
law falls first and harder.
if it’s not obvious by his devotion to corazon, law is another man encaptured by passion. he loves so deeply that he’s willing to lock it all inside and keep it to himself forever. but it’s pretty obvious to everyone else that he has a huge crush on you. when you reciprocate those feelings, law can feel himself falling for you more and more. especially when you accept all his nerdy quirks that could be seen as off-putting or strange to outsiders. if it’s also not obvious by his crew, law chooses those around him based on how much comfort and emotional support they bring him. when you not only offer that, but a reciprocated emotional connection, he can’t help but fall in love.
you fall first, but kid falls harder.
kid is too sexy not to have a crush on. it seems almost juvenile to have a crush on a man like kid; he’s reckless and basically insane. however, kid’s secret softness topples those ideals. anyone rarely gets to truly experience the love and compassion of eustass kid, but when you do, it solidifies your crush almost instantaneously. and on his side, once kid shows you just how much he cares about you, he is completely aware of his feelings for you. actually, he’s actively trying to deny them to anyone who notices, far too embarrassed to admit how he feels.
shanks falls first, but you fall harder.
shanks falls in love extremely easily. he’s basically an older version of sanji. he flirts, he puts himself out there, he has one-night stands with both men and women all the damn time. it’s difficult to resist shanks’ charm, which you learn very quickly. much like sanji, shanks will be honest about how he feels from the start, but given his reputation, you have a hard time taking him seriously. but once you see past his sleezy, playboy attitude, it’s nearly impossible not to fall in love with him.
you fall first, but corazon falls harder.
given that cora was a high-up executive in the donquixote family who barely acknowledged his own brother, you didn’t think he knew you existed. that being said, when he finally gets you alone and reveals that he can talk, his goofiness allures you even more. cora letting you in is a huge risk to his plan, but when you not only agree to keep his secret, but offer to join him, his heart melts. you learn about his kindness and compassion, and welcome it with open arms in a way he had never known. it was inevitable that he fell head over heels for you.
you two acts like a loving couple all the time, so what happens when someone points it out?
characters: luffy, kidd, katakuri, shanks and mihawk
(zoro, sanji, law, ace and sabo)
a/n: since a loooot asked for more, here I am eheh
words count: around 0.4k - 1.1k each
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── .✦ Monkey D. Luffy:
You don’t know when it started.
Maybe it was the way Luffy always stole food from your plate, but make sure to never let anyone else touch it.
Maybe it was how he always grabbed your hand first whenever the crew split up.
Maybe it was how he insisted on napping with you, his head always finding your lap, his arms always looping around you like a makeshift pillow.
Whatever it was, it had been going on for way too long. And the worst part is that you never questioned it.
Until now.
It starts with Sanji.
You’re sitting at the dinner table, picking at your food, when Sanji suddenly snorts “You two should just date already.”
You blink “…What?”
Sanji gestures between you and Luffy “You’re basically a couple anyway.”
You choke on your drink.
Luffy just tilts his head, mid-bite “Huh?”
Sanji raises an eyebrow “Seriously? You guys act like a couple all the time.”
You open your mouth to argue, to deny everything, but then Nami nods “He’s right, you know.”
Usopp grins “Yeah, I mean, have you even seen yourselves?”
Franky chuckles “Super obvious, bro.”
You stare. And then Zoro, of all people, grunts “They’re not wrong.”
Your brain short-circuits. Luffy just blinks at all of them, then turns to you “Wait… are we a couple?”
Your face burns “No!”
The crew groans.
“Oh, come on.”
“You’re in denial.”
“This is painful to watch.”
You glare “We’re just friends!”
Luffy nods “Yeah! Just friends!”
The crew stares. Then Brook smiles “Oh? Then you wouldn’t mind if I asked y/n out on a date?”
Silence.
Then Luffy’s fork snaps in half and the table goes dead quiet.
Luffy grins at Brook, but it’s not his usual happy-go-lucky grin. It’s the grin he wears before picking a fight.
“Yohoho,” Brook laughs nervously “Just kidding.”
Luffy hums, still smiling “Good.”
Your stomach flips because holy shit. That was jealousy. Luffy was jealous... Over you.
The realization haunts you for the rest of the night. Because if Luffy was jealous then what did that mean?
Did he actually—?
No.
No, this is Luffy. He’s just protective. That’s just who he is.
…Right?
You barely sleep, and the next morning you wake up to Luffy in your bed.
Sprawled across your mattress. Arms locked around your waist. Face buried in your shoulder.
Like it’s completely normal.
Like he always does this.
Your heart pounds.
Because—wait!
He does always do this. Every night. Every time you’re on the Sunny, he sneaks into your bed without even asking. And you never questioned it.
Because it was just Luffy.
But now everything feels different.
You slowly try to move, but his grip tightens.
“Mm… don’t go” he mumbles sleepily, lips brushing against your skin.
And that’s it. You lose it.
“LUFFY, WHAT ARE WE?!”
Luffy jerks awake “Huh—?”
“What are we?!” you repeat, flustered as hell.
Luffy rubs his eyes, confused “We’re us.”
You groan “That’s not an answer!”
He tilts his head “What do you mean?”
You gesture wildly “This! Us! The sleeping together! The hand-holding! The food-sharing!”
Luffy suddenly grins “Oh.”
Your heart stops “What do you mean, oh?”
Luffy laughs. And then, without hesitation, he leans in and kisses you.
Soft. Certain.
Like he’s been waiting to do it forever.
You freeze. Your brain short-circuits.
He pulls back, grinning “So? Are we a couple now?”
You gape “…WHAT?!”
Luffy just laughs “Well, we’ve basically been dating this whole time, right?”
Your eye twitches “AND YOU KNEW?!”
Luffy shrugs “I just thought you knew too.”
You sputter, because what the hell. What the actual hell. Luffy just decided you were dating. And you never even noticed.
You flop back onto the bed.
Luffy just grins, tugging you closer “You’re thinking too much” he mumbles, nuzzling against you.
Your heart races.
Your face is burning.
But… maybe the crew was right. Maybe you and Luffy were always meant to be.
Even if you were the last person to realize it.
── .✦ Eustass Kidd:
You’ve always known Kid was the stubborn type. He was gruff, intense, and always had that tough guy act. But lately, you’ve noticed something strange. The more you were around him, the more he didn’t seem to mind you being there. In fact, he almost seemed to expect it.
It starts with those small things, things he doesn’t think twice about. Like when you’re both sitting on the deck, and a gust of wind hits just as you’re about to stand. Before you can catch your balance, Kid’s hand shoots out, steadying you. He doesn’t say anything, but his grip lingers just long enough for you to notice.
“Watch it” he mutters, his usual gruff tone, but there’s something softer behind his eyes. You smile but say nothing. Killer, standing nearby, simply raises an eyebrow before looking away, smirking under his mask.
A few days later, when the crew is at port, you notice Kid keeping an eye on you more than usual. Every time someone gets too close or even bumps into you, his sharp gaze zeroes in, and he doesn’t hesitate to step in between you and whoever’s too close. At one point, a shady pirate from a different crew tries to flirt with you. Before you can even respond, Kid steps forward, pushing the pirate away with a low growl.
“Get lost.”
You blink, surprised at his intensity, but he doesn’t look at you, just at the pirate who’s now backing off.
“Kid, I can handle myself” you say, rolling your eyes.
“Doesn’t mean you should have to” he grumbles under his breath, clearly annoyed by something. He turns away before you can say anything else, muttering about how annoying it is to babysit you. But you know it’s not just that.
The crew knows it too.
Heat lets out a low whistle as he passes by “Damn, Captain, didn’t know you were the protective boyfriend type.”
Kid turns on him with a glare “Shut the hell up.”
Heat just laughs, walking away. You shake your head, but the warmth in your chest lingers.
Then, it all comes to a head one evening. The crew’s just finished a round of celebrations, the ship rocking gently in the quiet of the night. You’re leaning against the rail, enjoying the peace when you feel him behind you.
“Can’t sleep?” Kid asks, his voice low as usual.
You turn around, finding him standing there, arms crossed, the moonlight casting a soft glow over his scowling face.
“I could ask you the same thing” you reply.
There’s a quiet moment as you both stand there, not speaking. His eyes never leave yours, and the tension between you both seems to grow with every passing second.
Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching. Instinctively, you move closer to Kid. You don’t even think about it, but he doesn’t pull away. Instead, his hand shifts from where it was casually resting at his side to just hovering near your waist.
The ship creaks, the quiet atmosphere making you both more aware of each other’s presence. He doesn’t speak. Neither do you. His fingers are so close, just barely grazing your side as if to assure himself you’re right there.
The closeness feels… different. Intimate.
You glance up at him “Kid?” you ask softly, your heart beating a little faster.
He doesn’t answer immediately, instead, his eyes flicker over your face, and you can see the internal struggle within him. It’s a battle, and for a second, you think he might just ignore it, keep up the stubborn front.
But then, his hand finally rests against your side. His touch isn’t harsh, but gentle. You don’t pull away.
“I don’t know why I keep doing this shit” he admits, his voice low but clear “But when it comes to you… I don’t want to risk something happening.”
You blink, surprised “Risk what?”
His gaze softens, and the gruffness in his tone fades away. He looks straight at you, the usual deflective annoyance replaced with something more vulnerable.
“I don’t want anyone else near you. Not after I saw that idiot trying to hit on you.”
You smile, your heart fluttering in your chest “Kid, I’m not a damsel in distress.”
“I know,” he replies quickly, but there’s no hiding the quiet affection in his voice now “I just… I don’t want to lose you.”
His words hit you harder than you expected, and before you can even respond, something unspoken passes between you both. In a split second, his lips are near yours, and the kiss is soft, almost hesitant, like he’s still not sure if he’s allowed to show this side of himself.
But you kiss him back, your hand gently resting against his chest. The kiss lingers for a moment longer than either of you anticipated, but it feels like the world has paused, like this is the only thing that matters in that moment.
When you pull away, you both stand there in silence, but this time, it’s not awkward. It’s comfortable.
And then the moment is completely shattered by the sound of someone clearing their throat. You both snap your heads toward the entrance to the deck, where Killer and Wire are standing, watching with amused expressions.
“So,” Wire says, smirking, “you two finally gonna admit you’re basically married, or should we keep pretending this isn’t happening?”
Your face heats up immediately, but Kid just groans, rubbing a hand down his face.
“Go to hell” he grumbles.
Killer just shakes his head “Too late, Captain. Everyone’s been taking bets on when you’d figure it out.”
You gape “What?”
Wire grins “Yeah. Heat won. He said you’d kiss before the next port. Guess we owe him a round of drinks.”
Kid looks absolutely done. You, on the other hand, can’t help but laugh. Because honestly? It’s not surprising.
You look back up at Kid, who’s still scowling but isn’t pulling away from you. You squeeze his hand briefly before grinning.
“Guess we were the last ones to know, huh?”
He exhales sharply, shaking his head, but there’s no real annoyance in his expression anymore. Just acceptance. And maybe, just maybe, the start of something real.
── .✦ Red-Haired Shanks:
Being part of the Red Hair Pirates meant living in a constant mess of drinking, laughing, and reckless adventures.
And somehow you ended up being the most responsible one. Which was probably why everyone assumed you and Shanks were together.
The problem?
You weren’t.
But apparently, no one got the memo.
It starts with Yasopp.
You’re in the middle of patching up Shanks’ arm because, once again, he got into a bar fight for fun, when Yasopp smirks at you from across the deck.
“You know,” he says casually, “you’re basically married to him at this point.”
You nearly stab Shanks with the needle.
“What?!”
Shanks, meanwhile, just laughs.
And the worst part? He doesn’t even deny it.
“C’mon,” Yasopp continues, “you take care of him, clean up after him, yell at him when he’s reckless...”
“I yell at all of you.”
“Yeah, but you baby him.”
Shanks grins “It’s true. You do.”
You glare “I do not.”
Shanks just shrugs “If you say so.”
And that should be the end of it. But it’s not.
Because after that the whole crew starts treating you like... ugh.
“Oi, Y/N! Can you grab Shanks another drink?”
“Y/N, tell the captain to stop picking fights with Marines again.”
“Hey, Y/N, Shanks says he wants something spicy, maybe you could help... and it's not about food”
You want to scream.
But Shanks?
Shanks just goes along with it. Smiling. Laughing. Letting everyone assume you’re his.
And the worst part is that you let them, because deep down you don’t hate the idea.
And that’s dangerous.
Then one night, it all clicks.
You’re sitting at a bonfire, surrounded by the crew, listening to them sing and drink and bicker over who can hold their liquor best.
You’re not paying attention until you hear your name.
“So, Captain,” Lucky Roux says, “when’s the wedding?”
You choke on your drink. But before you can argue, Shanks just grins.
“Oh, give it time.”
The crew erupts into laughter.
You just stare at him.
Because... what????
Shanks turns to you, smiling like he didn’t just casually imply he plans on marrying you.
And something in his expression—
Something warm. Something knowing.
It hits you all at once.
The hand-holding. The lingering touches. The way he always pulls you onto his lap when there’s no room to sit.
The way he lets you fuss over him when he gets hurt, the way he only ever listens to you.
The way he looks at you like you’re something precious.
Your heart pounds.
And Shanks just grins against your lips.
“Took you long enough” he murmurs.
And when you pull back, breathless, flustered, you realize that maybe you’ve been his this whole time.
You blink, heart still racing as the weight of his words settles in. The laughter of the crew fades into background noise, the warmth of the bonfire casting flickering shadows over Shanks’ face. He’s watching you, waiting, like he already knows the answer, like he’s known it for years.
And maybe he has.
Maybe he’s been waiting for you to catch up.
Your throat is dry. You open your mouth, but no words come out, just a strangled sound of disbelief.
Shanks chuckles, eyes crinkling at the corners “You alright there, sweetheart?”
Sweetheart. Like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Like he hasn’t just upended everything you thought you knew.
Your hands tighten in his shirt, and you can’t tell if it’s to ground yourself or to pull him closer “You...” you swallow, voice quieter now, meant just for him “You should’ve said something...”
He tilts his head, considering “I thought I did. Plenty of times.”
You scowl, smacking his chest lightly, which only makes him laugh “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”
“Oh, I know.” His fingers brush your jaw, featherlight, reverent “I just like seeing you all flustered.”
You groan, but you don’t pull away. And well, that says everything, doesn’t it?
And Shanks knows it too, because his grin softens, something unreadable flickering in his gaze “So,” he murmurs, close enough that his breath tickles your lips, “now that you’ve finally figured it out, what do you plan to do about it?”
The challenge is there, teasing, but there’s something raw beneath it, something real.
You take a breath. Then, before you can overthink it, you grab the front of his coat and pull him in, kissing him again, firmer this time.
The crew erupts in cheers. Someone whistles. Someone else yells about winning a bet.
But all you can focus on is the way Shanks smiles against your lips, like he’s just won something far more important.
And maybe you have too.
── .✦ Charlotte Katakuri:
The first time someone calls you Katakuri’s spouse, you nearly drop your mochi donut.
“Excuse me, what?”
The Big Mom Pirates stare at you like you’re stupid.
“Well, yeah,” Oven says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world “You take care of him, he lets you into his tea time, you’re the only one who sees his face—”
Brûlée smirks “And you always defend him when people talk behind his back.”
Daifuku nods “Might as well be married already.”
You sputter “That doesn’t mean—! We’re not—! He’s just my commander!”
Oven raises an eyebrow “You ever see Katakuri treat anyone else the way he treats you?”
You freeze.
Because... okay.
That’s a good point.
Katakuri isn’t exactly warm with people. He’s respected, feared, distant. A perfectionist. The strongest Sweet Commander.
And yet, with you?
He lets you tease him. Lets you see him.
Lets you in.
Your stomach flips.
And you don’t know what to do with that.
You try to forget about it.
But after that you start noticing things.
The way Katakuri always saves you the best snacks at tea time.
The way he steps in front of you during battles without thinking.
The way he lets you touch him, his arm, his back, his face.
His unguarded moments are always with you.
And suddenly you can’t ignore it.
Neither can the crew.
It all comes to a head one evening.
You’re sitting with Katakuri in his usual spot, tea cooling beside him, the setting sun casting a warm glow over his sharp features. He’s eating, as usual, but his guard is down because you’re here.
And then the words slip out.
“…Katakuri.”
He glances at you, chewing “Hm?”
You hesitate. Then screw it.
“Are we… something?”
Katakuri pauses.
Slowly, he sets his cup down. Then he exhales, like he’s been waiting for this.
“You tell me,” he says, voice steady “Would it bother you if we were?”
Your heart pounds. Because no, it wouldn’t.
You swallow “No.”
Katakuri watches you for a long moment. Then, he smirks.
“Then I suppose we are.”
Your brain short-circuits.
“Wait—WHAT?!”
Katakuri chuckles, low and deep “Did you really think I’d let just anyone this close to me?”
You gasp, because hold on. Has he known this whole time?!
Your face burns “You could’ve said something sooner, you jerk!”
Katakuri just leans closer, his presence overwhelming.
“…Would you have been ready to hear it?”
You freeze, because damn it.
He’s right.
── .✦ Dracule Mihawk:
Living on Kuraigana Island with Mihawk isn’t easy, but somehow, you get used to it.
You get used to the silence. The way he watches you over the rim of his wine glass. The way he corrects your sword stance with the barest touch of his fingers.
You get used to the way he does things for you without asking, bringing you an extra plate at meals, fixing your sword when it’s damaged, moving his coat so you don’t sit on the cold stone steps.
It’s just how he is... Or so you think.
Until one day Perona stares at the two of you across the dining table and snorts.
“You guys act like a married couple.”
You choke on your drink. Mihawk just raises an eyebrow.
Perona grins “Oh, come on! You live together, train together, eat together—hell, you even drink out of each other’s cups sometimes!”
You freeze.
Because—wait. When did that start happening?!
You sneak a glance at Mihawk, expecting him to argue.
But instead, he just takes a sip of wine and says, “And?”
Your brain short-circuits.
Because what does he mean, ‘and’?!
Perona cackles “Oh, this is gold.”
Meanwhile, you’re too busy spiraling to notice the small, knowing smirk on Mihawk’s lips.
Because the truth is, he knew all along.
The next few days pass in a strange haze. Every time you’re near Mihawk, you’re hyper-aware of his actions. The way he hands you your sword when it’s too heavy for you to lift properly, the way he adjusts your stance when you’re practicing, even the way he leaves his wine glass half-filled so you can sip it without asking.
You can’t help but start noticing the little things. And it makes your stomach do these strange little flips you can’t quite explain.
You try to convince yourself that you’re just overthinking it. After all, you’ve spent so much time together, working side-by-side, that it’s only natural for him to be a bit… attentive. But you can’t help but feel that there’s more to it than that.
One evening, you’re training in the yard. Mihawk is watching from the porch, as usual, but today there’s something different in the air. Maybe it’s the cool breeze, or the strange feeling of him staring at you.
“Focus” he calls out when you fumble with your sword.
You grit your teeth and refocus, sweat already beading on your forehead. Your movements become sharper, more determined, but you can’t quite shake the feeling that something is… off.
When you finish the routine, Mihawk’s still leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. He doesn’t say anything at first, but you can feel his gaze. You give him a quick, sideways glance, noticing the faint hint of a smile tugging at his lips.
“Something wrong?” you ask, trying to sound casual.
His response comes as a slow, deliberate drawl “You still aren’t quite in sync with your sword. I’ve been waiting for you to catch up.”
You feel your face flush, but you push through it “Yeah? Well, I’m not some grandmaster swordsman like you, Mihawk.”
He steps closer, his presence almost overwhelming, but his gaze softens for a moment “You’re getting better. I’m simply making sure you don’t lose track of your progress.”
The softness in his voice catches you off-guard, and for a split second, you feel as if you’re standing on the edge of something, something new.
But you quickly push it aside, shaking it off as just another passing thought. You turn to grab your sword again, determined to change the subject.
“Thanks for the help,” you mutter, trying to keep your voice steady “But I think I need a break. My arms are sore.”
Mihawk doesn’t respond at first. Instead, he merely watches you for a moment before he speaks again, his tone unusually gentle.
“Are you sure you’re fine? You’ve been training for hours without rest.”
You give him a small, appreciative nod “I’ll be fine. You’re too used to looking out for me, Mihawk.”
He lets out a faint chuckle, but you notice that there’s a strange intensity in his gaze now “I suppose I am.”
Before you can react, you feel something slightly off, a flicker of tension between you two.
It’s subtle, but it’s there. And you feel it in the way he looks at you, the way he almost seems to be waiting for you to say something.
But, just like that, the moment passes. He steps back, motioning for you to take a rest.
“I’ll prepare dinner,” he says quietly, as if nothing had happened “I’m sure you’re hungry.”
You blink “You cook?”
“Of course,” he says with a slight, almost invisible smirk “It’s not difficult, and you’ve been working hard all day. You deserve a proper meal.”
You feel your heart race at his words, but you manage to keep it together “Alright, I’ll take you up on that.”
But as Mihawk turns to walk away, you pause.
For just a second, you wonder... has this always been a normal interaction between you two? Or has it grown into something more without you even realizing it?
The unease gnaws at you as you sit down on the steps, watching him disappear into the house.
You’re overthinking it. You’re just friends.
...Right?
Later that evening, you’re sitting across from Mihawk, your meal already finished. The conversation is easy, but there’s still that lingering, unspoken tension hanging in the air.
Finally, Mihawk breaks the silence, his voice low and casual “You’ve been avoiding the subject.”
Your brow furrows in confusion “What subject?”
“The subject of us.”
You choke on your drink, sputtering “What—us?!”
His expression remains unreadable, but there’s a faint glimmer in his eyes “You think I haven’t noticed? You’ve been acting strange around me lately. Ever since Perona made her comment.”
You freeze “I—uh—”
“Let’s stop pretending,” he continues “We’ve been behaving like a couple, whether we admit it or not.”
Your heart starts to race. You open your mouth to deny it, but the words get stuck. Instead, you just stare at him, trying to make sense of what he’s saying.
And that’s when Mihawk leans forward just slightly, his voice dropping lower “I don’t know what you’re feeling, but I do know that I don’t want you to leave.”
The bluntness of his words takes your breath away.
“I never planned to leave” you manage to say, the words barely leaving your lips.
Mihawk gives you a rare, genuine smile, one that’s so small and almost imperceptible that you’re not sure you saw it at all. But something in his eyes shifts.
“Good.”
And just like that, the tension finally breaks.
You’re not sure where this will go. But for now, you’re content to just be here with him, uncertain, but sure of one thing: neither of you are going anywhere.
Boo! Greetings, my kinky mochis and welcome to my first Kinktober! I'm quite nervous, but also excited to be trying this challenge. I hope my writing can live up to your wildest fantasies. I’ve catered this list according to your requests (and my self-indulgence). I’ll try my best to complete every prompt and add more —keep in mind it won’t be every day, but mostly, since I must be realistic about my writing habits and want to deliver the very best. Feel free to join this event’s tag list by commenting on this post or any of the solo texts. I’ll also be implementing a personal tag for this event #mochi kinktober since I saw other creators do it. What day got you most excited? So, ready to go trick-or-treating?
DAY 1. handcuffs, orgasm control 🫀 | Sabo
DAY 2. degradation, semi-public, possessive sex 🫀 | Portgas D. Ace
DAY 3. cum licking, outdoor sex 🫀 | Monkey D. Luffy
DAY 4. praise kink, multiple orgasms, creampie 🫀 | Shanks
DAY 5. lingerie, mirror sex 🫀 | Black Leg Sanji
DAY 6. monster fucking, creampie 🫀 | Charlotte Katakuri
DAY 7. medical play, dacryphilia 🫀 | Trafalgar D. Water Law
DAY 8. blindfolds, impact play 🫀 | Eustass Kidd
DAY 9. breeding, daddy kink 🫀 | Roronoa Zoro
DAY 10. orgasm denial, kneeling, marking/biting 🫀 | Mihawk Dracule
DAY 13. fire play 🫀 | Portgas D. Ace
DAY 11. oral sex, overstimulation 🫀 | Monkey D. Luffy
DAY 12. dom/sub, sensory dep 🫀 | Sabo
DAY 14. spanking, brat taming, hair pulling 🫀 | Trafalgar D. Water Law
DAY 15. sex pollen, messy sex, threesome 🫀 | Roronoa Zoro & Black Leg Sanji
DAY 16. size difference, punishment, quiet sex 🫀 | Charlotte Katakuri
DAY 17. threesome, voyeurism 🫀 | Shanks & Mihawk Dracule
DAY 18. finger sucking, dildos 🫀 | Yamato
DAY 19. writer’s choice, double penetration 🫀 | Portgas D. Ace & Trafalgar D. Water Law
EXTRA DAYS. birthday sex, breeding/creampie 🫀 | Trafalgar D. Water Law
𑣲 one piece boys when they fall for someone in a different crew !
➺ characters included . . .
portgas d. ace , sabo , roronoa zoro , vinsmoke sanji , usopp , eustass kidd , trafalgar law , shanks
➺ tags . . .
fluff , sfw , falling in love , short hcs , slight angst for ace & sanji , gn!reader , strawhat!reader (for non-strawhat characters aside from shanks) , men being lovesick , swordsperson!reader for zoro , major massive huge elbaf spoilers for shanks ,
hymn's authors note ♡
first headcanons post ! ! if you have any suggestions for other headcanon posts you'd like me to do , please send them my way ! ! for all characters besides shanks , zoro , sanji , and usopp -- assume the reader is in the strawhats . for all strawhat boys and shanks , assume the reader is in some other crew ! !
𑣲portgas d. ace
• ace never had any "plans" to fall in love, at least not for a long time. he was content with his newfound family with the whitebeard pirates, and frankly, the hunt for blackbeard as well as thoughts of luffy took up most of his brain power.
• however, all of that changed in the deserts of alabasta. you were absolutely captivating to him. with you, he felt more peace than he had in a long time.
• you had checked all of the "perfect partner" boxes he didn't even know he had — got along well with luffy, a bright smile, a good sense of humor, and above all else, you could keep up with him.
• he'd throw some sly flirts at you or be exceptionally chatty and polite with you. ace would also really like to see your abilities and strengths — he thinks people who can fight are so hot.
• after leaving alabasta and saying goodbye to luffy's new friends, he thought that his brain would go back to normal. however, every so often you'd creep in and give him this sense of hope he never knew he could ever have.
• who knew mr. fire fist could have such a dumb crush on someone? being alone at sea could be daunting sometimes, and imagining holding you to his chest or laying his head on your thighs made him steam a little bit.
• even in the depths of impel down, he still thought of you every so often. of course, his mind was still mostly full of luffy, but thinking about luffy and his new crew eventually led his thoughts towards you.
𑣲sabo
• similar to his brother, sabo never expected himself to fall in love, let alone with a pirate. he always expected that if it did happen, it would at least be with a fellow revolutionary (therefore, more obtainable.)
• it all started going downhill when he saw your wanted poster -- it wasn't love at first sight, rather attraction at first sight. it takes sabo a whole lot more than some pretty eyes to fall for someone! it was about a year into robin being part of the revolutionaries, so he asked her a few more questions about you than he did for the other strawhats. she was suspicious, but ultimately found his curiosity a little cute.
• what didn't help was that he already had interest in luffy's crew, simply because they were luffy's crew. at first, he decided that this "attraction" to you was really just "curiosity" because of that fact.
• oh, but the moment he saw you during the events of dressrosa, he had to try so hard to ignore how hard it was to pull his eyes away from you. of course, his focus was mainly on his brother and how happy he was to see his little brother again, but even despite that there was you.
• he kept his cool, though, because this is sabo.
• koala caught this little crush immediately, and decided she'd make it her ultimate goal to tease sabo about it as much as she could. out of respect for sabo, she didn't make his crush public knowledge, so most of her teasing would happen when it was just the two of them.
• sabo's gaze would linger on your wanted poster for a little too long, and then he'd catch a mischievous giggle from koala. he was trying his hardest to not come to terms with his feelings for the sake of work. no matter how bad he wanted to, sabo couldn't fall for you yet with the state the world was in. he still had much work to do.
• that wouldn't stop him from reading articles about you in the newspaper with a small smile on his face that wasn't the same as the one he had when reading about luffy, and feeling so proud of you for all you were doing. (even though, this is the newspaper and you're a pirate, so he knew he wasn't getting the full story.)
𑣲roronoa zoro
• unlike the other two, it's not that zoro didn't expect himself to fall for anyone, he never even thought about love. of course, he's not that stupid, he knew what it was he just never thought about himself being in love or imagining what kind of partner he'd have.
• zoro had overheard a conversation about you once. at first, he wasn't listening at all and was instead laying on the deck of the sunny trying to fall asleep. however, he tuned in when he heard the word "sword" mentioned. nami was talking about some swordsman pirate she read about in the newspaper who had just done some interesting things. this conversation is what first piqued his interest, but he never really gave it much thought.
• he saw you for the first time during sabaody. you were fighting, and zoro was watching you from afar for a minute, simply because you were using a sword. you seemed pretty talented to him, although zoro, being his usual self, assumed he could win in a sword fight against you. however, the gracefulness you had held still in his mind.
• zoro thought about you a few times during his two years on kuraigana island. it wasn't often, because most of his thoughts were filled with getting stronger and returning to the strawhats, however every so often perona would talk about a story you had in the newspaper. usually, he would start to tune perona out after a few words, but he couldn't ever make himself do that when she was talking about you.
• the next time he saw you was when the strawhats briefly encountered the crew you were part of. this was also the first time he saw you up close in person. you spoke to him first, asking him about his swords and what he does for training. he gave his usual answers, which ended in the two of you bickering, but zoro found this conversation fun.
• when you crossed back onto your ship, he found his gaze one-eyed lingering on you for a second too long, before snapping back to normal and going to take another nap.
• zoro thought of you more often now, mostly of what little he had seen of your sword skills back on sabaody. he couldn't help himself but want to see more, and have more bickering matches with you like the one he'd had when your crews met.
𑣲vinsmoke sanji
• i don't even know where to begin with this guy. when he saw you for the first time -- he was positively awe struck. sanji is usually one to fall fast, but this time he fell fast and oh so hard. in his eyes, you were actual perfection.
• the one downside was you being part of another crew, so he couldn't see you often or cook for you every day like his heart desired. all he wanted was to show his affections for you with his favorite love language, food, and shower you with many, many compliments.
• even so, he'd make light of the situation, calling the two of you star crossed lovers or romeo and juliet whenever you'd occasionally meet.
• sanji especially thought of you during whole cake, when the threat of him being married to another was on the horizon. of course, he was thinking about his crew too and keeping them safe, so he couldn't just run away from all of this.
• he'd think about how if all of this went through, he'd never have a chance with you because he'd be married to another and divorce would be too unsafe because of their situations. sanji knew that he'd still dedicate himself to pudding, but even so he couldn't surpress his thoughts of you.
• sanji felt overwhelming relief when he returned to his crew -- not only because he was back home with his real family, but also he wouldn't be stuck in a life without you being a permanent piece of it.
• even though sanji has crushes quite often and finds a lot of people beautiful, he had never been as in love with someone as he was with you. being the man he is, he was still gentlemanly with women and showered them with thousands of compliments, but somewhere along the line he stopped being able to imagine himself with anyone but you.
𑣲usopp
• usopp doesn't get crushes often. he'll find people attractive here and there, but most of his brain power goes towards getting himself out of all the impossible situations he seems to get himself into.
• he saw you for the first time when the strawhats went to an island for a quick pit stop to refill the fridge. your crew also happened to there, and you and usopp ran into each other in a little gadgets shop. usopp had seen your wanted poster before, and found you slightly intimidating (like he does with most people).
• so, when the two of you ended up talking for a while about some of the random things you found in there and some common interests you had, usopp felt his confidence grow by a lot. he found himself wanting to prove himself to you, more than he had with anyone in the past.
• usopp would think about what you were thinking when he was mentioned in the paper, or what you thought about his "god usopp" wanted poster, or even just what you were doing day by day.
• he wanted to have stories to tell you when he saw you again, but for once, not ones that were exaggerated or untrue. of course, that wouldn't stop him from pushing the truth just a liiiittle bit -- but still, what mattered is that he looked cool and confident and strong to you.
• when the crew first got to elbaf, he thought of you. he'd been waiting to go to this place for so long, and now that he's gotten there, he kept thinking about what you'd think of everything there -- just based on the simple conversation the two of you had in the gadgets shop.
• for a while, he tells himself its not a crush, and that he just admires you because you seem like a brave warrior. but as time went on, he realized it was sort of useless to ignore how his heart beat gets faster when you're even mentioned just in passing.
• usopp sees you as another inspiration to become an even braver warrior of the sea, so that every time you run into each other, he can show off to you!
𑣲eustass kidd
• this is the LAST guy to fall for someone easily. however, when he does and its for a strawhat, he's annoyed with himself more than anything. on the bright side, though, since he holds luffy in a high regard, that must mean luffy's crew is respectable too.
• kidd first caught sight of you during sabaody. you didn't catch his eye much then, though. he was too busy showing off to his fellow supernovas in order to make himself more known than he already was.
• he had thought about you once or twice since then, but when he really fell was 2 and a half years later during the events of onigashima. kidd watched you fight -- strong, capable, and captivating. it takes a whole lot to catch kidd's eye, and you had all that was needed.
• when leaving wano, he was being his usual loud, arrogant self -- but killer noticed him showing off a little more around you specifically. this was a small change, but it was evident that he had some sort of respect for you, no matter what feeling that respect was grounded in.
• killer knew kidd was really gone when he saw this weirdly smug but also ... sparkly? look on his face when they were finally setting off from wano. it was like he was proud to have shown off in front of you. kidd is always proud of showing off, but the expression on his face made killer decide that this pride was rooted in something else.
• eventually, the amount of times you'd randomly pop into kidd's mind and his heart beat would randomly speed up started to piss him off. not at you, he found himself unable to be mad at you, but at his heart or brain or whatever else was acting up because of you.
• even so, there was a small part of him that wished to run into the strawhats just so he could see you fight again.
𑣲trafalgar law
• yet another case of never really seeing himself in a relationship. he was always too focused on his revenge plot, wanting everything to go as planned. he loved his crew, and that's about all that was needed in his life. not to mention, he thought he was going to die and was genuinely prepared to do so. really, he didn't want to put someone through loosing a partner, therefore he didn't want one.
• not only that, with everything on his mind, it's not like he'd fall easily in the first place. that was until he met you aboard the strawhat's ship, of course.
• everyone on that crew was memorable and special in their own ways, and even if he didn't want to admit it they did make a difference on him. however, you made the biggest impact.
• naturally, since you're a strawhat, he had heard of you before — although, he never really thought of you much. even so, law fell for you slow during the events leading up to dressrosa.
• at first, he didn't even realize it was happening since he was too busy thinking about his nearly-realized goals. sometimes, you'd catch him staring at you a bit intensely, but really he was just thinking hardly about something and you were what caught his eye.
• as time went on while law was with the strawhats, he found himself thinking about you more. he'd hang around you often, even if it was just in silence — there was something slightly comforting about you being around him. and with all the chaos happening, he needed that comfort.
• since law was expecting to possibly die during the events of dressrosa, he pushed his feelings down and never gave them any thought. however, by the time he was with his crew again and he felt somewhat safe, he began to miss you.
• law never thought his time with the strawhats would impact him that much, but after being away, he realized it did. or, specifically, you did.
𑣲shanks
!!! warning for super duper major super spoilers for elbaf, tread carefully
• the two of you first met when you were young, him a member of roger's crew and you a member of a different crew. both being young pirates, shanks always waited to run into you so you could spar or talk or whatever you wanted to get up to.
• shanks thought of you often, though he never approached you with any intentions except for those of a rival. he cared for you, so he never wanted you to get caught in the crossfires of his past, who he was born as, and whatever tomfoolery the roger pirates got up to.
• when he was young, he'd imagine a world where he could freely be with you without worrying about your safety because of him. especially after he became a holy knight, then returned to the life of a pirate, and that stupid seal was on his arm. shanks kept a far distance from you while the seal was present, genuinely fearing something happening to you.
• after his arm got bitten off, he felt a sense of relief. not only because that meant his major connection to marie joa and the holy knights was gone, but also because he didn't have to worry about harming those he cared for unintentionally anymore.
• he began to seek you out more often, visiting you just to tell you about random things in his life, pestering you to join him no matter how many times you said you wouldn't.
• and when he couldn't be with you, he'd think about you during the strangest moments. you occupied his thoughts often — more often than he'd like to say out loud.
• however, despite how much he obviously cared for you, because of who he is he could never bring himself to be honest with you about what he was up to or his plans for things. this is also partly why he never decided to actually seek an official relationship with you, no matter how long he'd had feelings. shanks believed you were too good for him, too good for his constant act.
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˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ RAE'S NOTE. type shit i be doing instead of studying as god intented me to do in this period before uni comes and quick my butt. i didn't add more because i got tired (😭). @raven725 (my wifey) wanted to be tagged, and she gets whatever she wants.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ characters. dracule mihawk, sir crocodile, shanks, buggy, smoker donquixote doflamingo, donquixote rosinante, trafalgar d. law, killer & eustass kid.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ summary. headcanons for petnames each of them would give you, plus a short scenario..
petnames for you pt. i
—His choice of pet names is: "my treasure", "my quiet". He'll use them in regards of your temperament during the day, whether you get on his nerves or are behaving moderately.
Mihawk walked behind you, as silent as a shadow. His hand came to rest on your shoulder, stealing your attention away from the book you were reading in his dimly lit mansion. Your eyes made contact soon after.
❝My treasure… Will you train with me, or keep pretending you don’t feel my eyes on you?❞ He didn't smile, but his gaze softened visibly.
—His choice of pet names is: "darling", "(my) gem". Does everything he says drip with both luxury and danger? Yes, we wouldn't have it in any other way.
To no one's surprise, Sir Crocodile was smoking in his office. The expensive cigar was soon taken away from his lips, you had taken hold of it. He caught your wrist with his hand gently, not letting you get any further away.
❝Careful, gem… If you take something from me, you’ll have to offer something better.” His smirk was pure, addictive poison, just like his tobacco.
—His choice of pet names is: "sweetheart", "love". He's the definition of warmth and simplicity in one. His words are as sincere as how he presents himself to you.
The crew was partying wildly. The last mission had gone wonderfully well, having retrieved what you were looking for. Shanks had his arm thrown around you, hearty laughter escaped past his lips as you two moved around, a little messily, until he leaned down to whisper something in your ear.
❝Sweetheart, if you keep dancing like that, I’ll have to kick everyone out so I can keep you to myself.❞ He might be joking… Or not. That was for you to judge.
—His choice of pet names is: "(my) star", "pretty thing". It was evident he'd dramatize his affection as if it were a performance on its own. Don't mind it, though.
Once more, Buggy had failed a new trick he was trying to master. A spectacular failure, for sure. But you clapped anyway, motivating his poor attempts further.
❝I knew my star would support me! It’s for you that I shine!❞ He puffed up with clear pride… Then immediately tripped over. You were quick to help him get back up, trying not to laugh.
—His choice of pet names is: "hey, you", "love". The first one was how he called for your attention early on; he's silly like that. Nevertheless, you did make him soften up later on, even though he pretends he's not absolutely head over heels.
You were invading his space, as he liked to call it, sitting on his desk doing nothing specific. Smoker came in soon after, not hesitating in removing his coat and draping it over your shoulders. His excuse?
❝It’s cold, love… Don’t look at me like that. I won’t say it twice.❞ He absolutely did say it again. As long as it may make you smile at him.
—His choice of pet names is: "sweetness", "(my) treasure". If he addresses you with a pet name, be sure it'll always be laced with a possessive undertone, one impossible to ignore.
You two were inside his office, spending some quality time together away from prying eyes. You were sitting on his lap while Doflamingo read reports. One of his hands was comfortably settled on your curves, tracing your waist lazily.
❝Sweetness… Don't squirm. You're distracting me. Unless…❞ He lowered his glasses enough for you to catch a glimpse of his eyes. ❝… That's exactly what you want.❞
—His choice of pet names is: "(my) angel", "little one". His affection is full of heart… Jokes aside, this man is so soft and clumsy at the same time that it's difficult not to swoon for him.
Donquixote Rosinante, aka Corazon, was attempting to light a cigarette, the usual. But he soon set his coat on fire… Again. You rushed to his side, trying to help him put out the fire.
❝Angel, I swear this time wasn’t my fault…❞ He whispered with that lovingly silly smile of his, his arms awkwardly wrapping around you as he laughed at his own clumsiness.
—His choice of pet names is: "Y/n-ya", "adorable idiot". The last one is specifically used for when you make him worry too much, which could be any other day, to be honest.
You walked past his office, finding the lights still on despite the late hours. You couldn't have that happening, not for two nights in a row. You stepped inside, demanding that he rest properly for once. Surprisingly, Trafalgar sighed, set down his scalpel, and met your eyes head-on.
❝Y/n-ya… If you keep looking at me like that, I'll have to actually listen.❞ Cheesy, but it worked. He went to sleep right away, with you by his side, of course.
—His choice of pet names is: "(my) angel", "partner". I must admit, it's beautiful to see him feel at ease with someone enough to let his walls down. He sees you as an angel sent from above, always there for him.
It was late already, late enough for you two to be cooking dinner together. As expected, it was spaghetti. Killer attempted to taste the sauce through his mask and failed miserably. You couldn't contain it and laughed at the look his mask was left in.
❝Fafafa… Don’t laugh, angel.❞ You laughed harder. He joined you, unrestrained.
—His choice of pet names is: "spark", "my favourite disaster". Challenge him, please. That's the way to get into this man's heart. Make him trip over his thoughts, and that smirk of his will never leave his red lips.
Kid was in the middle of readjusting the metal on his arm, giving it some due maintenance after the latest fight. That was when you came in, not missing a beat and teasing him. Soon enough, he was grinning dangerously.
❝Come here, spark. If you’re gonna provoke me, stay close enough to see what happens.❞ He pulled you in with a magnetic gesture, literally. You had it all planned, didn't you?
Hello! Love your headcanons! Could I ask for a set for asl, the monster trio and kid and law? Basically how they would react if the reader made super dirty comments and innuendos to them? Plus how they respond when they give the reader what they want?
No idea what happened to my reading comprehension with this ask. First, I thought it was meaning like dirty comments just said in sign language because asl. Then I thought it asked for killer too which I now realise it doesn't though I love writing for him so... Either way, enjoy!
Luffy
Good luck.
Honestly, Luffy is probably not the best person to try this on, especially in public because it’s probably going to go one of two ways and they both end with you being flustered. He’s either not going to get the innuendo at all and blankly ask you to repeat yourself or he’s going to laugh and respond as bluntly as possible. Loudly.
Trace your fingers over his chest, whisper that you want him and he’s definitely going to ask you why when he’s already right there, loud enough for everybody else to hear too.
Better to just avoid it in public if you don’t want the entire crew teasing you for the next week.
He’ll also tell you what he wants without a hint of decorum in public or private. Why would he get embarrassed? You’re his partner.
When you’re having sex after, he behaves much the same as ever. He just says what’s on his mind and if that happens to come out as something that sends excitement pulsing through your stomach, then that’s just what happens. He’s always blunt with this kind of stuff. You feel good and you’re attractive, why wouldn’t he tell you that?
Ace
Ace lives for these moments but he’s not very smooth with them. The first time, you’ll catch him off-guard with a purred innuendo whispered right in his ear. Unfortunately, it didn’t result in anything fun because there was now a fire on the deck that had to be dealt with.
After that, he begins practising.
He’ll think over every possible response in his head so that the next time you make a dirty comment to him, he’ll respond smoothly. Calmly.
Then when you lean against him while he’s busy, your chest pressed tightly against his arm and your voice low with want, he answers with a jumbled combination of every possible sentence he thought of. Now you’re both confused and he’s slowly turning the colour of a tomato.
Despite all that, he’s good with his words when you’re actually fucking. It’s definitely going to catch you off-guard how dirtily he can whisper against your skin, his praises heating you up even better than his body does. He’s far better at it when he’s not overthinking.
Try and get him to be that smooth during aftercare again and the best he can offer you is a very cheesy pickup line that makes you laugh.
Sabo
You might think you’ll fluster Sabo by whispering something filthy into his ear during a meeting but he will simply hum before he leans in close and responds with something infinitely worse. Now you’re the one blushing and being asked if you’re alright.
He’s ridiculously good with innuendos and always finds the worst moments to turn the tides on you entirely.
You want to teasingly imply that you’re a little frustrated and needing him while you’re walking around? He’s backing you up against the wall, whispering a devilishly detailed story about what he’ll do to you, only to move away right as somebody walks down the hall. And now there are at least four people believing you’re ill with something.
And Sabo is playing the role of concerned boyfriend as though he had nothing to do with it.
Sometimes he carries that dirty mindedness over into actual sex but that’s surprisingly rare. His skill at turning your legs to jelly quickly turns softer and more praising once you’re together in bed, sending your heart fluttering rather than your stomach. He prefers it that way.
Unless, of course, you ask for something more.
Zoro
Zoro understands your innuendos. He just doesn’t really care about them, especially if you’re trying to distract him from something. When he has a task in mind, there is very little that will earn you anything more than a look.
Not to say he’s impossible to fluster though, just that the more you do it, the more he gets used to it and comes to expect it.
You can get better results if you’re a little touchier. A whispered dirty promise is nothing but if you say those same words while running your hand across his abs, dipping closer to the waistline of his pants, he will turn bright red and jump away from you as though you burned him.
He might avoid you for a little bit afterwards, grumpy that you managed to catch him off guard.
But you know that he is absolutely going to pay you back for it later. He isn’t a vocal person while fucking normally – the most you’re getting is grunts – but if you’ve been giving him problems for a while, you’re absolutely going to have those words returned to you in detail that night.
Hopefully you’re not too weak to a rough voice growling things in your ear.
Then again, you’re with Zoro, so you definitely are.
Sanji
Whispering something dirty to Sanji is kind of like flipping a coin. You’re either going to get a really good round out of it or you’re going to end up calling Chopper for help because he’s fainted or had a really bad nosebleed.
And there’s no way of knowing which one is going to happen.
Tell him how much you’re craving him when he leans over your shoulder to put dinner down in front of you and watch his eyes flash with promise, his touch eager against your skin. Then, the next day, meet him outside while he’s taking a short break, twirl his tie around your fingers and ask him if he wants to start the day off right… and you’re calling for help because he’s lost too much blood to stay standing.
He can also be very good with innuendos though so you’re not going to cause him to suffer without ample repayment. He’ll bring you a drink and whisper something against your ear when you take it, feigning as though just kissing your cheek.
He flusters you almost as much as you fluster him. If you had to count, you’re almost always even.
During actual sex though, he’s more focused on praising you. Every word that he says – and he will say a lot – is a compliment in some way about you. It’s not dirty talk per say but it certainly makes you feel loved.
Law
Law knows exactly what you’re doing when you walk around the back of his desk, leaning over his shoulders with your lips at his ear. Every time you try, you’ll quickly find yourself moved to a different part of the room.
He asks what you want simply, the most infuriating smirk on his face because he’s not going to let you try.
It’s a preventative measure because if you do manage to catch him off-guard, likely when he’s busy handling a situation with either his crew or any of his allies, and lean against him to purr your desires quietly, he will stumble over his words and blush brightly. His crew always immediately thinks something’s wrong and start to fuss.
Good luck afterward though because he will not be impressed at all and he can be very creative with getting revenge.
For somebody who almost never says anything dirty to you outside of sex, Law is absolutely sinful during it. His words alone could bring you right to the edge especially after he’s dragged the evening out as long as you can possibly handle.
He knows the limits of the human body and if you try it with him, you’ll learn too.
Kid
You thought Kid would be fine with you whispering into his ear – given how proud he is – but the first time you do it, perched in his lap already, he turns the same shade as his hair and barks a sharp reprimand in response, ordering you to behave.
It’s a very, very rare opportunity to see him flustered.
You can try it again but if you’re not careful, he’s going to ban you from sitting on his lap at all because as cocky and arrogant as he is, he’s not used to your very blatant affections. He’ll scoff and say that obviously you should be interested in him but saying that and having you tell him such filthy things triggers very different responses.
When he does try to get you to stop though, he always ends up giving you more fuel to work with.
He’ll ask if you need something to keep your mouth busy which, given that he is incapable of whispering, will draw many curious looks and a very awkward silence. Whether you laugh, stare curiously, or respond with the positive, he is not talking to you for the rest of the day.
His mouth, on the other hand, is filthy when you’re fucking. Any embarrassment disappears and he will put your own comments to shame with the things he growls when you’re pinned under him.
Killer
Killer looks, to the outside world, like he’s completely unaffected by whatever you tell him. He doesn’t even return your innuendos, just tilts his head toward you briefly and then goes back to what he was doing.
You do have to be careful though. Kid is definitely going to demand to know what you’re whispering about if you do it too often and Killer will immediately share to both yours and Kid’s embarrassment.
You will get yelled at to stop doing that nonsense anytime you speak quietly from that point forward even if Killer is nowhere around.
You grumble that it’s unfair that he doesn’t get embarrassed. It’s a benefit of the mask that you don’t see it but you’ll quickly realise that he’s far from unaffected.
You’ll learn that pretty quickly when after enough comments, he drags you somewhere else to give you exactly what you’re asking for. The only exceptions to this are if he’s busy with something Kid asked of him. Take advantage of this though and… well, he’ll certainly return the favour in kind once you’re alone.
He isn’t very vocal when you’re fucking but the few things he does say will echo in your mind for days after. He knows exactly what to say to get in your head and leave you flustered from just looking at him the next morning.
