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
masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi
── .✦ 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
Featured characters: //Villain Set// Mihawk - Sir Crocodile - Buggy - Katakuri - King - Eustass Kidd - Killer - Rob Lucci - Basil Hawkins - Doflamingo - Bartolomeo - Kalifa (CP9) - Daz Bones - Caesar - Kuro of the Black Cat Pirates - Enel God of Lightning - Sakazuki Akainu - Kizaru Borsalino x gn reader
Description: Improper use of Devil Fruit powers, Haki, and other tools~
Rating: 18+
Word count: 1900 / ~150 per character
WARNINGS: | gender neutral reader | all the sex, just all of it | object play/insertion | bondage | human-beast forms | power imbalance | temperature and other element play | knife play | semi public | size kink | pervy shit | bdsm
//Primary Set// //Secondary Set//
Mihawk
He does what he wants, when he wants. Period. If he wants you when you’re in a pub, you’re not getting away until he gets what he wants. Sitting in the booth across from him, he’s been known to put his boot between your legs on the bench, making you rut against him and rubbing it against you until you cum, quietly talking you through it in his sternest voice. Other times he’ll take out his dagger, holding it to your throat or sensitive places as you fuck. He’ll draw thin lines, not breaking the skin, but testing your trust as he makes you be still for him. Once, after a particularly aggravating meeting, he made you sit on the floor at his feet. While he cleaned Yoru, he demanded that you grind on his boot and get yourself off. But no matter what he asks of you, he always rewards you for obedience.
Sir Crocodile
For being such a twisted person, he’s not as kinky in bed as you’d expected. Sure he loves marking you up, pushing your limits, demanding submission and obedience, but there’s half a romantic in him (though only with you.) Even so, sex is rarely easy with him. And usually, the hook stays on. So of course he’ll use it just as he would use his hand otherwise. He’ll rub the cool metal against your skin until it warms, until it’s slick from your mouth - or elsewhere. He’ll tease you with the tip, making you be still so it doesn’t pierce you, playing a dangerous game of stimulation with the sharp tip around your nipples. He loves making you cum with it, sometimes denying you touch from his hand until you do. After making you lick it clean - or making a show of licking it himself - he’ll take you until you’re begging for mercy, as always.
Buggy
You already know what this man is up to. Every part of him is detachable. He can send you off to have your day with his left hand in your clothes, using your chest and ass as a stress ball. He’ll finger you over and over, holding your soft bits for comfort - definitely not your comfort, but he doesn’t give a shit. Good luck to both of you getting a damn thing done on those days. He loves leaving you with his cock buried inside you like a toy, getting hard inside you over and over and over throughout the day, his cum plugged up and acting as lube. When you finally return? He drags you off and reassembles himself, fucking you senseless - properly. Has he sent you with his nose in your underwear before? Do you want to have this conversation?
Katakuri
He is deeply repressed, your husband, in just about every way. But sexually? He has a lifetime of horny to make up for, and he’s terrified to hurt you or wear you out with his enthusiasm. First of all, you’re just so small. (Even in a world where he’s not actually giant sized, everything about him is so much bigger than you.) And he loves it. Too much. It’s far too arousing to watch you struggle to take him, to fondle and pleasure your body in his lap with his big hands. And sure, you may not be afraid of him, but he’s still worried about frightening you with his sounds and expressions as you take his cock inside your crushing tightness. But if you tell him you’re into it? If you begged him to use you? He’d fold instantly despite his reservations, but he’d use his observation haki - like he secretly always does - to ensure it’s never too much. The problem with using it? The risk of coming too soon when he watches you come undone.
King
He’s still annoyed with himself for falling in love with you. And sometimes he likes bringing that into bed. You’re so small, his little human lover. It takes a hell of a lot for you to be able to take him as it is, and he’s not about to waste all that effort with just one round. Once you’re exhausted enough to not be able to resist anymore, he’ll pick you up in his hands and plunge you down on his cock like a fuck doll. You’re just so little, it’s a wonder you can take him at all, and it gives him endless satisfaction watching the bulge in your belly as he sinks down to the hilt inside you. He loves your begging and tears, his body a weapon against you that you laughably don’t want to escape. Although he doesn’t know which is more pathetic - you, or his love of manhandling your small body to pleasure himself.
Eustass Kid
Your captain is never one to pull punches, in bed or otherwise. He has the conqueror’s spirit and damn if he doesn’t love using it in the bedroom. He loves pushing you to your limit, pounding you ruthlessly with an arm on your throat and a hand flicking your nipples until they tingle. So of course he thinks to use his magnetism on you. He makes rough and ready cuffs the day he decides to try it with you, holding you suspended and pinned every which way as he stuffs you fulll over and over. He makes you a collar studded with metal to pulll on, he makes underwear with foil strands running through the fabric so he can watch your face as he gropes you at the absolutely wrong times. If you let him, he’ll give you sex piercings that will really drive you crazy. Any insane thing you can think of, he’ll be thrilled to try it.
Killer
Your blond lover is a man of contradictions - a conqueror with a gentle streak, a ruthless massacring butcher with painted nails and lips, a metal head who loves cooking. He is strength and intelligence, loyal to a fault - both to his firebrand captain and to you. For all his posturing and shows of force, his love for you is shockingly sugar sweet. He’s always gentle and protective, making sure you eat, painting your nails and braiding your hair before bed. Sometimes you have to ask him to, you know, let you see his rough and intimidating side that you find so hot. He doesn’t treat you like glass (as evidenced by all the mornings you can’t walk), but you can take more, you assure him. And one of the things that arouses you about him? His punisher blades. So he wears one, holding it to your throat as he fucks you, giving you a taste of his fucked up side. You’ll be seeing more of that from now on. Hope you’re prepared.
Rob Lucci
Even in his human form, he’s ruthless and leaves you unable to walk the next day. But when he wants to use his Zoan form? The first time he was too rough, having to patch up your bite marks and… other injuries. So he reluctantly altered his approach. He is still ruthless, even as he preps you to take his oversized Zoan cock. He pins you roughly, kissing you fiercely. Often he’ll start in his human form to stretch you, then shift while inside you. He ruts into you like the wild animal he is, knotting and mounting you again and again, manhandling you into whatever positions he wants. He is always glad to have chosen this place to call home, a former warehouse with soundproof walls - so he can make you scream and wail with no consequence except needing to leave out the ingredients for honey lemon tea in the morning for your raw throat.
Basil Hawkins
In many ways, Hawkins is a simple man. Sure he has a strange and arcane devil fruit, and his obsession with tarot predictions could be called odd, but his ambitions for power and money are nothing so unique. And for all that loving a pirate and accompanying him is full of adventure, your life and love is fairly simple in the quiet hours. So much so, that he begins to worry that he’s boring you. So he approaches you about trying something - letting the cards decide what happens in the bedroom every once in a while. Using the themes and associated elements and numbers dictate the positions, the intensity, the duration. Does it work to inspire? Or is it just an awkward attempt by your lover to please you and show his love… that will never be spoken of again? (If you know what’s good for you~)
Doflamingo
Your lover is no stranger to kinks and play that would make others run for the hills. He likes it rough, he likes you helpless, he likes it wrong. And what easier way to accomplish that than by tying you up, shibari style, and leaving you dangling for him to play with? Sometimes he starts slow, taking his time, tormenting you as he binds you. Other times, you’re suspended before you can process it, your clothes torn off with a sadistic snicker and a promise to buy you something new. He’s a bully, mean and selfish when he takes you, making you take more than you can handle over and over. More than once when he’s been busy and you’ve bothered him for company, he’s strung you up and had his clone fuck you senseless. He lays out a sleeveless shirt the next day to show off the red marks from his strings.
Bartolomeo
You picked him. This insane wildcard. And he’s obsessed with you, of course he’ll try literally ANY kink you suggest. And this one you mentioned? He won’t shut up the entire trip to the nearest bed in excitement to try it. He strips you quickly, chaotically, your clothes and his landing across the room. Biting his lip so hard he makes it bleed, he concentrates and crosses his fingers. He creates a small barrier that wraps around your wrist, then your other and your ankles. He uses them to carry you to bed and hold you down. When he’s assured they’re not hurting you, he smirks and pushes his crossed fingers inside you. He rubs his face in your chest, rambling about how perfect you are, how tight and wet and sexy you are, how hot you look pinned and helpless like this. Let’s hope you really are prepared for such a long night.
Kalifa (CP9)
She is a woman of order, and that extends to every aspect of her life. She likes things clean and neat. And while she’ll reluctantly accept the consequences of the mess of lovemaking, she prefers whenever possible to do it in the bath. It is her domain, after all, and she likes the control. At times she’ll hurry things along, making you cum fast and then finishing bathing quickly. She leaves you in the water as she gets out to work, teasing you with her slick naked body as she leaves you. But she loves the indulgence of long baths, and occasionally uses her power on you when she is particularly eager for absolute control over your body and pleasure. She’s a tease, after all, and doesn’t mind using you like a doll while she gets off.
Daz Bones
Your reticent and stoic lover, for all his intelligence, admittedly still finds it difficult to believe that you would choose him. That you feel someone so drenched in blood and sin could be worthy of you - though he’d never voice it aloud. Instead he shows it through his actions, becoming the perfect lover - anticipating your every need and want before you know it yourself. And as he studies you, he notices your hesitations, your blushing, your squirming at certain… ideas. And so he carefully brings up the idea in the bedroom. If you want more thrill, if you really do trust him, he could tease you with his blades. And if you accept? Your heart will be racing as hard as you’ll cum. He is confidence personified when he acts, no more evident than in bed with you. He’d never hurt you more than you wanted, but his dark side is thrilled that you would enjoy something so fucked up.
Caesar
Of course chemicals will make their way into the bedroom with your mad scientist of a lover. The vast majority of his successful experiments over time have been aphrodisiacs. (Not that he could brag to the scientific community about that.) But you? You get to try them all. Sex pollens, sense inhibitors and enhancers, mind control experiments, animal heat mimicry. Usually he uses them on you, liking being in control during those experiments, but he can’t deny that he likes when you’re in charge. He’ll curse you if you give him one of his own drugs, but after a few orgasms, his cock weeping all over, he’ll silently and begrudgingly forgive you. He’s devious with them, more than once slipping you one at inopportune times (usually when he doesn’t want you to leave because he’d miss you.)
Kuro of the Black Cat Pirates
He is the captain of a thousand plans. Of course he’s come up with endless scenarios to try with you when it comes to intimacy. Ways to seduce you, positions to try, preparing meals that are said to serve as aphrodesiacs, buying you classy yet alluring clothes for him to take off of you later. Or order you to take off. But he’s also impatient and tired of pretending. So a great many of his ideas revolve around punishment. He’ll make you strip and rut against the corner of the table, he’ll use a paddle on you, making you count the strikes and mocking you for getting wet, he’ll tie you in a dozen different shibari positions to have his way with you where you cannot resist. You present him with just the challenges he prefers in these days of seeking peace. And planning how to get inside you each night is his guilty pleasure.
Enel God of Lightning
Your god is demanding, often bored, and loves wielding his power over you. Testing his favourite worshipper, to see if you’ll break before finishing. One of the most common tests is using his lightning against you. Little shocks to your lips, your nipples, between your legs. Occasionally he’ll shock you a little harder when you start to cum, loving how your body writhes more as the sheer sensation lances through you. It would be bothersome to find a new devotee, so he’s careful to not hurt you. And if ever he pushes you too hard, and your pleas for mercy are earnest, he’ll feel something almost akin to human emotion as he helps you down from the high and cleans you up. You’ve proven your devotion thoroughly, after all. But he’s glad when you let him test you again. He needs to know you still don’t regret being chosen by him.
Sakazuki Akainu
As the one person he cares for enough to love, trust is essential between you both. And he is prone to testing that in bed. He is intense, demanding, unyielding. Sure he’ll let you have a safe word, but he expects you to accept the full force of his love more often than not. He’s rough, holding and pinning you tightly, making you repeat refrains of ownership and love to him as he wrecks you. And sometimes, he’ll tease you with his devil fruit. Seeing if you’ll flinch as the sweltering heat makes your skin wet with sweat. Seeing how you arch your chest or hips away from the intense heat, but drip arousal for him anyway. The only time he ever softens up is afterwards, praising you for your absolute confidence in him, for giving yourself to him in every way.
Kizaru Borsalino
Your enigmatic lover may have a multitude of secrets, but he’s not shy. And he’ll train you to not be shy with him either. At first he’ll be patient with you, but after a while, he starts using his power to shine a light on you. And then he progresses to not turning off the lights anymore. He corrupts you into being bolder for him, making you watch as he touches and takes you in the mirror. His power is pure energy, and sometimes he’ll even play with giving you little jolts to your thighs, your chest, your back. Letting little sparks of light stimulate your most sensitive places, and then rewarding you with greater praise and affection.
Hands Off, Gabriela! (Various One Piece Men x Fem!Reader)
Lolita's Note: okay, i can't stop writing headcanons. i really want to write a serious fic but like, I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS! 🤦🏻♀️ and i'm getting really antsy waiting for new episodes and chapters 😔 to keep myself from going insane i made these really short… im so sorry :'3
ー reader is a really feisty and protective one who doesn't like it when others get into her coop (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑also i can't stop listening to katseye??? hello? gabriela, gnarly and gameboy are bops. and the dances are soooo hot. baddies fr.
𓍯 cw: swearing, mild aggression, slight angst on crocodile's, alcoholism, hint of an open relationship on rayleigh's and just a really feisty reader (●｀ε´●)
Luffy
look, he's not really the type to have women fawning around him often because he moves around a lot and is everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
the only times you'll find yourself protecting him is when obnoxious pirates/rookie marines who aren't aware of his true power decide to disturb him while he's busy eating, partying or doing his usual luffy antics.
there was one time where a pirate decided to get handsy with him and offered him a spiked drink.
"hey. i know what you put in that drink." you were beside luffy watching the scene unfold, already glaring daggers into the pirate's eyes. luffy turns to you and is about to ask but when the pirate attempted to run, you immediately caught them and forced the drug infused cocktail down their throat.
he'll be like 😯 then 😁 and he's slapping your back laughing saying something like, "you got them good!"
whenever things like that happen again he chooses to sit back and watch with a huge, proud smile on his face.
Zoro
secretly loves it.
sometimes he lets women flirt with him just to see your reaction, but he never flirts back. he just looks at you and smiles to himself, enjoying the way you get so pissed off.
"why don't we take this somewhere private, handsome?" the lady caresses his arm. zoro doesn't really respond and just continues what he's doing, because he knows what's about to happen.
"zoro~" you say with a very taunting smile as you sat next to him, kissing his cheek while side eyeing the woman who took a chance on him as if to threaten tell her that "he's already taken."
the woman panics and excuses herself, and now it's his turn to face your anger.
you get into an argument when these things happen. things will get heated… and then… the rest is up to you ;)
Sanji
you don't mind it when he gets really clingy towards nami and robin and does the same things he would for you.
when you see him ogle at models in magazines, or heck, even cry about how he misses vivi, you could care less.
the thing that will really get you is when strangers blatantly flirt with him and try to insult you while you're around.
"i can't believe you with someone who's…"
she didn't get to finish the sentence bc you slapped her face so hard she almost collapsed.
sanji gets taken aback and considers helping the lady get up, then he realizes you're still there. he'll look at you with a mix of fear and adoration.
apologizes and makes it up to you by buying what you want/making your favorite food back at the ship.
this is why you never take him to a red light district ☝🏻🤓
Law
i'm sorry but this guy has no game. at all.
he's that one guy at a bar who stands in a corner (or is sitting at the counter) while everyone is dancing and partying, having a moment for himself.
gets really awkward around women so you indulge his reaction when someone finally flirts with him.
of course you don't let it get to a point where the lady can make any more advances. and law would rather leave than entertain her any further.
almost heaves a big sigh of relief and stops himself from saying "thank god!!" when you sit next to him.
"i'm sorry, he's already taken." you say with a threatening smile.
she immediately apologizes and leaves embarrassed.
you'll tease him about it for days. and he'll be speechless about it since, well, you're not wrong.
Kid
he has huge anger issues and women are actually scared of getting near him most of the time because he quite literally SNARLS at them.
"hah?!" "what the fuck do ya want?!" are what he often says to anyone disturbing him.
seriously, even you don't know how you fell in love and got in a relationship with him.
that said, it's not like there aren't any ladies who will shoot their shot.
not before you catch them at least.
"need something from him?" you ask coldly, looking over from kid's shoulder.
"well, i was just wondering if he's free for the taking." the lady bites back.
suffice to say, she didn't come home unscathed.
like zoro, kid finds it hot when you do that. he likes his girls hot and feisty ;)
Ace
ooooohhhhh giiiirllll… this man…
you already know how much he attracts attention from men and women alike.
it doesn't help that he carries the manners that makino taught him as a kid. women totally love how respectful he is.
however, he's usually oblivious about it. until you start practically shooing everyone who even dares to make a move on him.
when he realizes that, you're def gonna try to make each other jealous. like a contest on who caves in and goes to the other to finally stop this impromptu flirting shenanigans (you do. every single time).
"hey, who is she?" when he hears that tone in your voice, he freezes and thinks of a million ways to apologize to you. and you weren't even angry yet.
after that, the whole crew immediately noticed the tension between you two.
it will take a bit of cuddling and silly pick-up lines jokes for you to forgive him.
Sabo
here's another heartthrob incoming…
he's usually very polite about it, and unlike ace, he doesn't really entertain flirts because he already has you.
doesn't mean he hates it, though.
"care for a drink, pretty boy?"
"no thank you, i've got enough company for tonight." sabo grins, then he moves aside and gestures towards you, who already has an eyebrow raised and arms crossed over your chest.
lowkey has a thing for showing you off every time that happens.
Katakuri
you will never catch this man in a bar, or anywhere else outside the whole cake chateau (unless he's on a mission). plus, he values his merienda (way too much) and would rather use that time to eat sweets and drink tea with you.
Rosinante
who wouldn't fall for a silly, clumsy man like him?
one time, he tripped while walking on the street and it caused the bags of groceries to topple over.
"do you need help?" someone asked, with no intention of flirting…
he was about to thank them when he heard your footsteps
"i can do that for him, thanks!" you say, almost giving away that you're pissed.
poor stranger, they just wanted to help.
rosinante laughs it off and ruffles your hair, finding the whole situation unnecessary and your protectiveness, adorable.
Shanks
two words. good luck.
he revels in your reaction every time he gets hit on. he even goes as far as calling you over (much to the stranger's dismay and disbelief) just to tease you about how much of a slut hot he is to have people fawning over him like that.
it's a perfect way to rile you up, honestly. bonus points if you're both too drunk.
"what the hell do you think you're doing, woman?" you slur at the lady beside him, who's brazenly caressing his arm, slamming the mug of beer on the table.
"easy, sweetheart. she's not gonna hurt me." he tries to calm you.
everyone at the bar could swear you must've used conqueror's haki the second you glared at him. he got so taken aback.
but this was what he's looking forward to.
you chugged another mug of beer, gave him an earful (with the stranger forgotten), and he didn't sleep beside you that night.
makes it up to you in the morning with… whatever he can think of, if you know what i mean.
Beckman
he looooves making you sit/stand next to him, like a guard dog with watchful eyes.
like shanks, he adores seeing you be so protective over him.
he always notices when someone would try to flirt with him, and he always notices how your aura will just be so strong that you don't even give them a chance to walk and start a conversation with him.
you don't even need to speak a single word to let them know that he's yours.
"relax, i'm not going anywhere." he chuckles, hand on the small of your back.
Crocodile
being with him is already a power struggle in and of itself.
so when women flirt with him, you choose not to bother, even if you want to. it's not like what you have is something that's gonna end up in marriage…
you do, however, try to confront him behind closed doors.
it will blossom into an argument. and if you're someone who gets offended easily, you'll most likely end up receiving quite a bit of hurtful words from him.
he's gonna say things like "what you're doing is pathetic."
good luck thinking of witty comebacks to keep him on edge ;)
Mihawk
he is another katakuri. unless he's out making underground deals with the cross guild, he'd rather be alone or spend time with you.
you won't really need to be protective over him since he will reject them outright. no questions asked.
i mean, why would he entertain someone else when he already has you?
you'll be the one watching in amusement when those poor unsuspecting flirts are about to have an embarrassment to remember in their life.
Rayleigh
my prayers go out to you…
he's always out drinking and there's probably some occasional one-night stands, but it's never with the same people.
he has a habit of going MIA for months, but he will return and stay for a bit… only to do the same thing again 😭
on the VERY rare times you're out together, he won't really entertain anyone besides you.
it's very casual and endearing, and even if it's not obvious, people will definitely feel that you two are a power couple.
and no one will dare to mess with you both. especially you!
Inspired by a spicy Katakuri fanfic! 👀 Written by @ladymochimochi
While you're off reading it, enjoy this little drawing of Katakuri being soft, relaxed, and way too adorable for his own good. 🥹🩷
I wrote this because I have seen a few fanfics about them accidentally hitting you and I was just like what if you accidentally punched them in the face, also when I had thought I was done with this my sibling got me to add Buggy and Brook so it took longer to write then I thought it would
Luffy
The sun was shining down on the deck of the sunny, the wind was blowing gently and the sky was as blue as it could be all together it was a perfect day to have lunch out side and that was exactly what the crew was doing, I was enjoying the chatter of my crew mates as they ate, I could hear Nami and Robin talking about what they bought on the last island Nami all her clothes and Robin with her books, I could hear Zoro and Sanji bickering like usual, Usopp and Chopper were asking Franky about his newest creation, and Jinbe and Brook were talking like two old men, and then last but not least the only one not talking, our captain Monkey D Luffy now the reasoning for our usual chatty captain not talking was because he was shoving his face full of food, it really lift me wondering a lot of the time where all that food went, I took a bit admiring Luffy he looked beautiful in this light, I smiled softly before going to eat my own food I lifted up the piece of meat going to take a bite, I closed my eyes for a second before biting down and instead of being greeted by the perfectly prepared piece of meat Sanji cooked I was greeted by something that felt suspiciously like rubber
I opened my eyes quickly only to be meet by my boyfriend's face I realized the thing I'm certainly biting into is Luffys cheek and Luffy was biting into my steak, I pulled back from him and as soon as my teeth left his cheek he gulped down the rest of my steak, I put my fork down crossing my arms as I said "Luffy that was my food!" I could already hear Sanji berating him as I sighed, Luffy looked at me pouting as he wrapped his arms around me and laid his head on my shoulder saying "but I thought you liked sharing your food with me?" I scoffed "you know that doesn't mean steal it of my fork, I would have shared if you asked" He smiled at me giggling happily as he said "but you make such a cute face when I don't" I felt my face heat up at that I wasn't sure how Luffy could so easily fluster me with out even trying, I muttered annoyed "what ever" He giggled kissing my cheek and Luffy didn't do tiny cheek kisses no he acted like he was going off to war and this was the last time he'd kiss you one of those dramatic long ones that I couldn't help but giggle at, when he finally pulled back he made a loud 'muah!' before going back to shoving food in his gullet, I just huffed before going back to my food but as I stole glances over at the man that was sunshine in human form and noticed the teeth marks on his cheek I couldn't help but think 'I should have bite him harder for stealing my food'
Zoro
Zoro was training like always, I was laying on the deck bored out of my mind as my boyfriend worked out for what was probably the 5th hour to day, I whined loudly "you done yet Zoro!" He responded back quickly saying "No and I already told you you don't have to hangout with me while I work out" I sighed loudly rolling over as the sun went behind a cloud giving the deck of the thousand sunny some temporary shade, I looked at Zoro for a bit before getting an idea, I sat up quickly practically jumping up before making my way over to the man with moss colored hair, Zoro looked at me raising an eyebrow but not saying anything, I brought my hands into fists before holding them up in a position like I was getting ready to fight, Zoro looked like he already knew where this was going before I even throw the first playful punch, I punched the air around Zoro dramatically as I made sounds like I was in the most intense battle of my life, Zoro just said "Do you have to do this every time I train?" I scoffed before saying jokingly "we're training Zoro not just you, don't you know how much effort it takes to punch you this many times" He just chuckled slightly saying "whatever you say I guess" I continued playfully punching at him making sure to never actually make contact with him, Luffy walked by saying loudly "Hey Zoro!" Zoro turned to look at our captain just as I throw a punch I planned to stop before it hit his face except I wasn't expecting him to move it and before I knew it my fist made full contact with Zoros face
I immediately pulled my hand back saying "oh my gosh Zoro are you okay I'm so so sorry" I heard Luffy giggle in the background before walking off probably to find something to eat, Zoro said "Im fine" as he put down the weight he was holding, I grabbed his face after he stood back up from putting the weight down, I said softly "are you sure that sounded like it hurt" He said calmly as he put a hand on my waist "Yeah I'm sure, you are getting way better at those punches though" I huffed saying "I punch you in the face and you compliment me?" He scoffed saying with a jokingly annoyed undertone "am I not supposed to compliment my partner?" I sighed I was glad he wasn't hurt but he was ridiculous and I was fine making sure he knew that I said rubbing his cheek I didn't punch "You're ridiculous" I leaned in kissing his cheek that I hit thinking to myself 'even if he's ridiculous I love my stupid moss head'
Sanji
I was sitting in the kitchen as Sanji tried out a new recipe, the kitchen smelt delicious and just like everything Sanji cooks I'm sure it's going to taste just as if not better then what it smells like which meant I was more then happy to be my boyfriend's taste tester, now of course I take my job as Sanji favorite taste tester very very seriously but not seriously enough to stop me from resting my head on my hand and admire the beautiful blonde man in front of me as he cooked, Sanji some how made it look so effortless like cooking was second nature to him, I watched as he practically danced around the kitchen he really did make cooking look like a art one that he had mastered to perfection, it also definitely didn't hurt that he looked like wife material in that apron, just as that thought entered my mind Sanji called out as he started plating the food "it'll be done in just a minute beautiful, you know I'd hate to leave someone as pretty as you hungry for any longer then I have to" I chuckled at Sanji classic lover boy talk, I responded "take all the time you need to I'm in no rush, besides I like watching you cook" Sanji brought the plate over to me as he said in he's head over heels voice "well if that's the case you can watch me cook anytime" He placed the plate in front of me gently before laying the silverware out for me say gently "tell me what you think beautiful" I picked up the fork taking a bite of the perfectly made food in front of me as Sanji pulled out a cigarette slotting it in his mouth, the food was delicious so delicious in fact that I put my hand up turning to hit Sanji chest lightly and tell him how great it is but unknown to me Sanji leaned down to be on my level so instead of softly meeting his chest the back of my hand smacked right into his face hard
I looked over at Sanji shocked quickly saying "I'm so sorry sweetie I didn't mean to hit you, I thought you were still standing" Sanji put a hand on his face groaning as he said "It's okay beautiful" he kneeled down dramatically like he was actually hurt as he said "if it's my destiny to die at the hands of one as beautiful as you then I shall die a happy man" I scoffed at he's antics saying "your not dying Sanji get up" He shook his head lowering his hand to look me in the eyes as he said "no I'm dying I see an angel right now" I huffed feeling my face flush as I said "Sanji you're looking right at me" He grabbed my hand in his and put his other hand to his chest as he leaned down gently put his lips against my hand before saying "and you are an angel beautiful and I will gladly take any beating these angelic hands grace me with" I yelled at him as he kissed my hand "I did not beat you!" even if he was being an absolutely idiot I couldn't help but smile at Sanji words it was sweet how much he cared about me and I couldn't help but find his chivalry endearing, I couldn't help but think to myself 'he's such a sweet blonde even if he does have stupid eyebrows'
Brook
It was late at night on the sunny and I had woken up to an especially dry throat which is why I was currently wandering around the halls of the ship so long after the sun set, I was hoping to get something to drink in the kitchen but it still felt so far away, I rubbed my eyes gently as I yawned and kept walking, I was still very tired from having woken up not to long ago but I kept moving forward I sighed going to turn the corner towards the kitchen when I did that I was greeted by the sight of a very large skeleton just standing there, now despite the fact seeing a skeleton is actually a very common occurrence on the sunny my tired brain didn't even consider the fact we had a skeleton crew mate which was a especially embarrassing thing to forget when I was dating said skeleton but here we were and before my brain could even think of anything else or any reason for the undead in front of me I punched the very tall man in front of me where his stomach would be I ended up slightly hitting his spine
I heard a very familiar laugh from above me I looked up, waking up a bit more from the scare of walking around a corner in the middle of the night to see a skeleton, the skeleton spoke up saying "I didn't expect you to punch me in the gut dear, that is if I had one" He laughed at his own joke like always, I asked after a yawn "Brook?" He leaned down to be on my level as he said "yes that's me darling" I blinked for a second before all my tiredness seemed to disappear because I just realized I punched at my boyfriend for no reason, I immediately said "Brook I'm so sorry for hitting you" He smiled at me saying "it's fine dear, although I wouldn't be opposed to you showing me your panties as an apology" I crossed my arms saying "don't make me hit you again" He just chuckled before asking "why are you up so late?" I responded "I was going to get something to drink from the kitchen" He smiled saying "well allow me to walk you there then my love" He held his arm out for me to take and I did letting him lead the way to the kitchen as we walked I thought 'I love this silly skeleton even if he is a perv'
Ace
I was sitting at a bar a very very loud bar there were a bunch of people there I'm sure at least haft of them were pirates not that I could judge I was waiting for a pirate Mr 2nd division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, fire fist Ace, aka my boyfriend, I was picking at my fries bored out of my mind as I waited for Ace to show up he had said when he called earlier that he'd be here soon he literally said 'I'll be there before you know it baby' but it looked like before you know it wasn't actually going to be before you know it, I sighed sipping on my drink I didn't like being in bars with out my human equivalent of a guard dog still here I sat waiting for him, I really hope he didn't make me wait to much longer because even if I was fine with pirates I could tell this lot was not that type I'd like to hang around and frankly being in this bar with them with out Ace was making me keep my guard very high, I scoffed into my drink thinking to myself 'I never have to feel paranoid when Ace is around' I sipped my drink a bit more as I heard foot steps come up behind me some of my light was blocked out by the shadow of a man and before I realized it a strangely warm hand slipped on to my waist as someone with a strangely familiar voice said "hey beautiful what you doing in a place like this alone you-" before I could even register why his voice sounded like one I've heard before or the man could even finish what he was saying I turned around in my chair swinging as hard as I could at the man's face, I felt my hand make full contact with him just the way Ace told me to deal with creeps
I was about to give this creep a piece of my mind when I quickly recognized his adorably freckled face even with the hand that was once holding my waist now holding his cheek, I was to shocked to say anything but Ace quickly broke the silence saying "I know I'm late baby but I didn't think you'd be this mad" I said absolutely flabbergasted "Ace no sweetie I'm not mad I didn't realize it was you I'm so sorry I punched you" He smiled at me saying "No you did good I'd want you to punch some creep touching you" I couldn't help but smile at my absolute cute pie it's like he's smile was contagious, I reached a hand out moving his from his cheek and replacing it with my own, he placed his hand on top of mine saying playfully "you've got one hell of a punch baby, maybe you should be the one protecting me not the other way around" I chuckled he was such a goof ball and some how even when I was the one who punched him he was making me feel better about it, this man really was just a warm bright campfire on a cold night he some how just melted all my worries away, I felt my smile widened as I thought to myself 'what did I do to deserve this sweetie pie'
Sabo
The halls of the revolutionary army's base was quite it wasn't surprising everyone was either asleep, shoved to far into paperwork to make noise or off on a mission, not me though I was going to sleep but couldn't the problem being Sabo has been gone for well over a month and I just couldn't sleep as well with out Sabo something about him just made me sleep better which is how I found myself here wandered the halls of the base all by myself worrying about my boyfriend's safety, I knew he was probably fine Sabo was strong and smart but I still worried being a revolutionary was dangerous and for all I know he could be in danger right now, I sighed as I kept walking I hated know Sabo's mission would probably take a few more weeks, I was so distracted in my thoughts about Sabo I didn't even hear any foot steps come up behind me I didn't even know anyone was there till one hand landed gently on my shoulder and the other gloved hand landed over my eyes, before this person even had a chance to say something all my training with Sabo came flooding back to me, now I might not be a revaluation that went to battle a lot but Sabo had made sure I could hold my own against someone, he always said 'as much as it pains me I can't always be there to protect so you have to be able to protect yourself even if it's just a little' I quickly stomped on the person's foot before jabbing my elbow into their side as hard as I could
I heard the person grunt as their hand fell from my eyes they leaned more into my back before a very familiar smooth voice said "are you trying to break my ribs the moment I get back darling" He chuckled slightly before adding "I didn't know you wanted to keep me from the field that bad" I gasped quickly stepping off of his foot trying to turn around to face him but I was unable to when Sabo wrapped his arms around my waist resting his head on my shoulder, I said still shocked that he was here "I thought your mission would take at least two more weeks" He hummed shoving his face in my neck his breath tickling me as he said "I made sure to finish it as fast as possible to get back to you, although it seems you weren't as excited to see me" I said quickly not wanting him to get the wrong idea "no no I'm so happy you're back I just wasn't expecting you I'm so sorry I elbowed you" He chuckled lightly "its fine dear you know I'm just playing" I yelped as he quickly before I could even register it swept me off my feet holding me like a groom would a bride, he smiled at my shock before saying gently "now how about we head to bed darling?" I just nodded as I leaned into his chest as I thought 'I'm so happy Sabos home'
Law
The time for checkups has rolled around on the Polar Tang which is way I'm here sitting in front of Law on an exam table, I kicked my feet back and forth softly as he explained a bunch of medical mumbo jumbo, Law seemed to realize I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying at all, he said slightly annoyed but not surprised at all "You're not listening to me at all are you?" I looked at him surprised saying in a why no one would believe I was telling the truth "what no I was listening" he sighed not even bothering to respond to me before saying " I guess we'll just start the checkup since you don't want to listen to me" I huffed as Law grabbed gloves he slipped them on each hand before saying "I'm going to test your reflexes" I nodded as I stopped kicking my feet Law grabbed a tiny rubber hammer saying calmly "I'm going to lightly tap your tendon" I hummed as he walked over to me saying "Yeah I know" Law gently tapped my tendon and my leg shot out he hummed before tapping the hammer against my other leg, my leg went out and kicked Law right in the leg
Law groaned when my foot hit he's leg I took a second before I started laughing at him Law looked at me annoyed I said between giggles "you got yourself kicked" Law crossed his arms saying "Yeah yeah real funny" I continued to laugh "it is, it is funny" Law scoffed as he uncrosssd his arms to start tapping my elbows he said as he did that "shouldn't you feel some remorse for hitting me" I shook my head as my giggling slowly stopped, I said a the very tail end of the giggling "no because you're the reason my leg kicked out so you basically hit yourself" He just rolled his eyes before he continued the exam muttering under his breath that I was immature, I said playfully poking him "you know you love me" Law didn't respond but we both knew it was true I thought to myself 'I like getting chances to laugh at Law'
Doflamingo
I was getting ready for a night out with Doflamingo, I was making sure everything was in order I knew how Doffy was he wanted me looking my best when we went out and he wouldn't expect anything else, Doffy hated when things didn't meet his standards which is way the clothes clinging to my skin were hand picked by Doflamingo with this date in mind, not that I mind him picking my clothes if Doflamingo had one thing going for him it would be his since of style, I smiled at myself in the mirror smoothing down the clothes a bit more, they really where flattering but even with that I felt like something was missing from the look, I looked around me and Doffys shared room trying to think about what it was, I noticed Doflamingo on the other side of the room he was in a crisp suit, the suit really did help his tall frame look more intimidating then it did in he's usual more laid back clothes but that's not what my eyes drawled to instead it was the cologne he was spraying on, it clicked in my head that's what's missing perfume, I quickly went looking for my favorite perfume one that Doffy got me for my birthday last year that quickly became my favorite, I noticed it on a shelf much to high for me to reach myself, I sighed because I had a feeling I knew how it got up there, Doffy loved putting things to high for me to reach so I had to ask him for help, I spoke up as I pointed up at my perfume saying "hey Doffy can you grab that for me?" I turned with my hand still up to check where he was at but instead of being still across the room like I expected my hand hit him in the crotch
I immediately pulled away after I actually hit him, Doffy put a hand on my head I looked up at the tall man saying apologetically "I'm so sorry Doffy I didn't even notice you" I felt his hand tighten a bit before he said through gritted teeth "it's fine sweetheart" I looked away from him nervously as I muttered "are you sure? I'm really sorry if I hurt you" even if I was dating Doffy I was well aware of how easily he could crush my skull in his hand, Doffy chuckled even if it wasn't a very amused one, he said "I'm insulted that you think you could hurt me" I said nervously as he reached above me to grabbed my perfume "I didn't mean it like that" He laughed spraying my perfume on me as he said "I know sweetheart" after he finished spring it he made sure to put it back somewhere to high for me to reach, after he patted my head saying "let's go sweetheart" I let out a sigh of relief that Doffy wasn't mad at me, I thought to myself letting out an internal sigh 'think God he's not mad'
Corazon/Rosinante
I was walking around the Donquixote pirates ship after a long day of work now working for the Donquixote pirates was a pain a really really big pain but it paid so it's just how things had to go, I strolled through the ship, I had heard Corazon had gotten back last night I was hoping to see him today but I had been so busy I haven't been able to find him, Corazon was by far my favorite person here and not just because he was my boyfriend, but because he was by far the only mentally stable one here, he is kind and caring and didn't see people like tools, I sighed I decided I was going to look for Corazon tomorrow I was tired and going to head to my room I stretched my arms out yawning just as I did that I heard someone I didn't know was there trip and fall smaking into my arm on the way down
I quickly pulled my arms back in and looked down at the bundle of feathers laying on the ground, I gasped in shocked quick crouching down next to Corazon saying "Cora are you okay? That looked like it really really hurt" He lifted his head up smiling slightly as he gave me a thumbs up but despite that I could see the scratch on his for head and the nose bleed he got from hitting the ground, I quickly used my sleeve to wipe the blood saying worried "You're bleeding" Corazon grabbed the notepad out of his coat writing on it quickly 'its okay sweetheart I'm okay' I sighed loudly saying "You're not okay you're bleeding!" He just gave me a bigger smile like that was supposed to comfort me even though I was dating a man who was so clumsy that you'd think he had the worst luck in the world, I finished wiping the blood as he wrote down something on the notepad after he showed me a paper that said 'see its just a nose bleed' I scoffed "yeah from face plating into my arm and the ground" He pouted before quickly writing 'is you're arm okay?' I wanted to sigh again at how he acted like this didn't matter but instead I found myself smiling at the fact he was worried for me, I said softly "yes I'm fine" after saying that I leaned up kissing his forehead gently thinking to myself 'this man's clumsiness is going to give me a heart attack one day'
Katakuri
Me and Katakuri were laying in bed it had been a long long day of running around and I was happy to get to unwind after it with my sweet husband, he was laying next to me on our giant bed reading as he enjoyed some night time donuts, he was absolutely adorable as he munched away at the sweet treats, as I watched him my mind couldn't help but wander even with all my time married to the large sweet commander I still couldn't help but find myself wondering about him I found him so fascinating and I wasn't sure if thats because he's actually fascinating or just the want to know everything about the person you love, as I was laying there looking at him a sudden thought popped into my head 'what if I hit him?' because he will dodge I know that, everyone's heard about Katakuris crazy good observation haki and I don't get to see it that often so it made me interested I wanted to see him really coolly dodge stuff so I found myself letting my intrusive thoughts win, I sat up looking at Katakuri as he was still reading he looked so peaceful and pretty as he did it it was making me question if I should go through with this idea but instead of deciding it was a bad idea I thought to myself 'he's going to dodge so what's the harm' I waited for him to finish his donut and swallow it before going to smack him to my surprise and horror instead of him dodging it my hand made full contact with his face as the sound of the slap ringed through our room
I looked at Katakuri horrified saying quickly "oh I'm so sorry Katakuri are you okay?!" I felt so bad that I had just smacked my husband in the face I really thought he was going to dodge it, Katakuri instead of answering my question asked his own saying sweetly "sweetie have I done something to upset you?" I shook my head quickly saying "No no of course you haven't" I was panicking at the fact that I not only hit him but made him think I was upset at him, I placed a hand on his cheek softly as I said "I'm not upset with you I thought you'd dodge, you know like you do when you fight people I thought it'd be really cool to see but I guess you didn't see it coming, I'm sorry love" He leaned against my hand as he put his on top of mine saying gently "no I saw it coming" I looked at him for a while before saying flabbergasted "then why didn't you dodge?!" He looked at me with possibly the most love I've ever seen in a man's eyes and said "You're my spouse if you wanted to hit me I was sure there was a good reason for it" I looked at him asking "so you let me hit you because you thought I was mad and probably had a good reason for it?" He hummed kissing my wrist before saying "I knew you'd never hit me without a reason so why would I stop you" I just sighed at this absolute sweetheart before thinking to myself 'I can't believe Katakuri let me hit him because he thought I had a good reason'
Mihawk
Mihawk was currently not home which meant I was all alone on our gloomy little island, now as much as I knew I didn't need to worry about intruders or really anything scary here it was kinda hard not to get a little paranoid on an island as spooky as this one when you're all alone, but I decided to distracted myself by doing the chores around the house right now I was walking toward me and Mihawk's room with our freshly cleaned sheets, I found myself a lot more jumpy when Mihawk wasn't home so I tried to make it to the room as quick as possible, maybe it was really childish to think no monsters or threats would get me in my room but here I was, when I reached the door to the bedroom I quickly pushed it open heading inside, I made my way to the bed placing the sheets on it before starting to put them on it, I sighed wandering when Mihawk will get home I slipped the first sheet on, I watched as the red silk sheet covered the bed, I put the next sheet on before deciding to put the pillows in the pillowcases before putting the comforter on I grabbed the first pillow case it was black on the outside and red on the inside where pillow sleeps, I grabbed my pillow shimmying it into the pillowcase after that I grabbed Mihawks and put it in the other pillowcase just as I finished doing that I heard cracking from behind me I froze and before thinking I squeezed my eyes closed and swang the pillow hard at what ever was behind me saying loudly and scared "the only ghost allowed in my house is perona so get out of here!" Mihawks pillow made contact with something
I opened my eyes to find my husband standing there his hair a bit missed up from getting hit by a pillow, I looked a him for a second before giggling as I said "oh its you Mihawk" Mihawk sighed taking the pillow from me and started fixing up the bed "you seemed quite distracted my love I had a enough time to come in and place Yoru down before you noticed me" I finished giggling as I said "well it's not my fault your foot steps are so quite" He just smoothed out the bed sheets after he finished making the bed, he stood up turning around to look at me saying "and here I thought you'd be happy that I'm home instead I'm greeted by a pillow in my face" I smiled at him placing a hand on his cheek as I said "I'm sorry my love would you have preferred a kiss?" He smiled lightly as he said "yes I would have my love" I leaned in kissing him as I thought 'I love him even if he spooks me sometimes'
Buggy
I was sitting on me and Buggys bed as he gave me a dramatic showing of what he's going to say to his subordinates tomorrow really putting on the big show so I'd get the full picture, he wanted my opinion on if I thought it was perfect he really did take his performances seriously or as seriously as Buggy could be, I watched quietly as I chuckled occasionally at his antics, after he finished he looked at me saying "so what did you think?" I hummed deciding to leave him in suspense for a bit before saying "it was good sweetie" Buggy got up in my face saying "just good my jester? I was going for great! Perfect even" I chuckled at his silly pout reaching out to run my fingers through his hair I said softly "okay okay it was great" He smiled standing up tall saying "I know I'm great!" I smiled as he held his hand up I went to hi five his hand and completely missed his hand landing square on his face instead
I looked at Buggy for a second before bursting out in laughter it didn't take long for Buggys face to turn red as he shouted "ITS NOT FUNNY!" I chuckled more pulling my hand back I said between giggles that almost brought me to tears "it was pretty funny" Buggy wrapped his arms around my waist laying his head on my chest as he said "don't laugh at me baby" I smiled petting his head as I said "Fine fine I won't laugh at you" He snuggled against me saying "I expected an apology" I said softly twirling a bit of his blue hair with my finger "I'm sorry Buggy" He huffed saying "since I'm so gracious I will forgive you" I looked down at my silly clown laying against me and said softly "will I'm glad you're such a gracious leader oh great Buggy" He said proudly looking up at me "I am great" I leaned down kissing Buggys head before snuggling my head into his voluptuous hair smiling against it, Buggy was such a goofy guy some how he always had a way of making me smile it was my favorite thing about the smooth talking idiot clown, I said into his hair "I'm sorry for hitting you" He said against my chest "it's okay my sweet jester" I laid down against our bed just enjoying his companion as I thought to myself 'he's such a silly little clown'
those who tower over you easily with their height, so naturally intimidating to those around them. able to pick you up with one arm like a small child and make you feel small and insignificant in their presence no matter your own size.
who really shouldn't be scared when you're screaming their ears off. in fact, it should be cute when your finger is pointing up at them, small frame trying to intimidate him as you scold them.
but when your neck starts to ache looking up at them, and you tell them to "sit the fuck down!"
