For Zoro, when it comes to expressing affection, it’s in the small, meaningful moments. Zoro loves kissing your forehead, because he feels it's a form of his protectiveness over you. He’d do it in quiet moments, when you're falling asleep on his shoulder or when he’s about to leave for a mission. He’d press his lips tenderly to your forehead while his hand gently hold the back of your head. A silent loyalty and a deep, unspoken love. It’s his way of saying, "I’ll love you and protect you, always".
ᴀᴄᴇ – ꜰʀᴇɴᴄʜ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ
Ace is impulsive, and wears his emotions on his sleeve. When he kisses you, it’s intense, and for him one kiss isn't enough, it always turns into a make out session with him pressing you against the wall. A French kiss from Ace is messy in the best way, his hands around your waist, pulling you into him like he can’t get close enough. He'd mutter your name against your lips. He'd tilt his head as the kiss deepens, raw and heated. You can feel every ounce of his need and affection in that kiss. With Ace, kissing is not only physical, it’s emotional and desperate. "I've never wanted anyone the way I want you YN"
ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ – ᴘᴀʟᴍ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ
Sanji is the ultimate romantic. When he kisses your palm, it’s like he’s worshipping you. He'll gently take your hand, bow his head slightly, and press his lips to your skin, he'd kiss your finger tips one by one. It’s like a devotion, a promise to love each part of you. He’d look up at you afterward with those adoring eyes, smiling up at you. Even when he's flirty, this type of kiss is pure, sweet, and drives you crazy. Because it shows how gentle yet passionate he is about you. "Mon amour, mon coeur, every part of you deserves to be cherished".
ᴍɪʜᴀᴡᴋ – ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ
Mihawk is composed and not into PDA. But behind closed doors, when he lets his guard down around you, his kisses are slow and deep. He’d kiss your shoulder when you’re sitting together in silence or when you’re waking up beside him. Quietly brushing his lips against your skin as if savoring the moment, savoring you. His voice would be low while he expresses how much he loves you. It's a sensual kind of intimacy. When Mihawk kisses your shoulder, it feels like he’s claiming you in the calmest, most powerful way and you can't help but surrender under his lips. "You're mine"
ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ – ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇꜱ
Shanks is confident, teasing and knows exactly how to make your heart flutter. Besides, he's really obsessed with your neck. He’d trail kisses down your neck when he's holding you in his arms.He's so playful but at the same time holds you protectively while doing it. You’d feel him press his lips just below your ear, and then chuckle when he feels the heat crawl up your neck. With Shanks, a neck kiss is flirtation, teasing and deep affection wrapped together. "I love the way you shiver when I do that".
︵︵one would think that being bratty towards your boyfriend, roronoa zoro, is a stupid decision. that man was born with a resting bitch face and an attitute that barely stands nonsense—he barely stands luffy's, just because he's his best friend and captain. so, why would behaving like a brat be a good idea at all?
well, to everybody's surprise, zoro was more of a brat enabler than anything.
he enjoyed your little tantrums and misbehavior. he found them...amusing, even entertaining. so, he let them slide, just sitting back and admiring you with a stupid smile.
honestly, it kind of—definitely—turned him on. you were cute when you thought you had the upper hand on him. but what zoro enjoyed more than watching you run your mouth as if there weren't any consequences was to make you stutter, to make you nervous and shut you up.
his thick fingers would tip your chin up, and that already would have you blushing. he would caress your jaw, feeling the soft skin under his calloused digits, and his thumb would find its way into your mouth, slowly parting your lips, dipping into the wet warmth.
"why so quiet?" a playful smile creept on his face, lighting it up with a devilish aura. "you were so busy running that pretty mouth of yours..." his gaze would darken, followed by a rumbling chuckle that vibrated from deep inside his chest. "if you're finished, i'm going to fuck that mouth now, baby."
Description: How They Realize They Have a Crush on you
Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law & Kid
Warnings: fluff, a little comedy, oblivious idiots in love
❤️ Monkey D. Luffy
• At first, Luffy doesn’t even realize there is a word for what he feels. He just knows he wants you around—like, constantly. You sit, he sits. You eat, he’s asking for a bite. You stretch, he mimics you until it becomes a weird competition. To him it’s just fun until it starts nagging at him in a way he doesn’t know how to name.
• The rest of the crew picks up on it before he does. Nami notices when you laugh at something dumb Luffy says and he gets all puffed up like he just won a treasure. Usopp points out how Luffy always saves you a seat next to him without thinking. Zoro? Zoro just groans, because it’s so obvious to everyone but the captain.
• The first time Luffy gets an actual hint is when you get hurt on an island fight. Just a scratch, really, nothing serious but suddenly he’s deadly quiet. No goofy grin, no rubbery antics. He’s standing in front of you, fists clenched, eyes dark. And when the enemy runs, he doesn’t chase them. He turns back to you, demanding, “You okay?” in a way that makes Sanji raise an eyebrow.
• Luffy hates the feeling. It’s not like hunger (hunger has a clear solution: meat). It’s not like excitement before an adventure either. It’s like a weight in his chest that won’t go away unless you smile at him. That freaks him out. So he keeps testing it, by poking your cheek, stealing your drink, tossing his hat onto your head just to see if that ache disappears.
• His hat becomes a big tell. Usually, he doesn’t let anyone touch it. But with you? He’ll drop it in your lap and grin. If you put it on, his heart does a weird little flip. He thinks it’s funny at first, until one night he catches himself staring while you’re dozing off under that straw brim, and he panics like: why is my face hot?
• Luffy also starts doing small protective things unconsciously. Pulling you away from crowds so you don’t get squished, standing between you and random Marines, grabbing your wrist so you don’t get lost. He doesn’t think much of it, but the crew does. Robin hides a smile every time. Sanji fumes.
• The big realization? It comes with jealousy. He doesn’t even know the word, but he feels it when Sanji is too nice to you, or when some random villager tries to flirt. Suddenly Luffy is clinging to your arm, announcing loudly, “She’s MY crew mate, back off!” Usopp tries to explain what jealousy means, and Luffy is like: “That’s dumb. I just don’t like when they take her away.” Cue collective facepalm from the crew.
• He confesses in the most Luffy way possible: not a speech, not flowers, not a plan. Just blurts it out mid-battle like it’s an obvious fact. You’re dodging bullets together and he shouts, “HEY, I LIKE YOU!” like it’s a battle strategy. You almost trip, because who admits that while punching Marines? But that’s Luffy—chaos first, clarity later.
• After that, he treats it as normal. He likes meat, he likes adventure, and he likes you. Done. No overthinking. If you bring it up shyly later, he just beams and says, “Yeah! You make me happy. Stay with me forever, okay?” as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.
• The thing about Luffy’s crush is—it never stays a “crush.” Once he realizes it, it’s permanent. The way he sees it, treasure is treasure. He found his, and now he’s holding on tight.
💚 Roronoa Zoro
• Zoro is slow with emotions. Like… painfully slow. He notices things about you before he understands why he’s noticing. The way your laugh lingers in his head while he’s training. The way he always sits up straighter when you walk into a room. At first, he brushes it off as “nothing” because emotions aren’t his thing.
• His first sign is distraction. Zoro prides himself on focus, on tuning the world out when he’s lifting weights or meditating. But then you’re nearby, and suddenly his concentration is gone. He’ll try to hold a sword stance, only to realize he’s sneaking glances at you every few seconds. It pisses him off. He trains harder, thinking he can sweat it out but nope. You’re still in his head.
• The crew teases him mercilessly. Sanji catches on almost immediately and makes it his life’s mission to poke at Zoro. “Oi, Marimo, maybe you’d swing straighter if you stopped staring at her backside.” Cue Zoro throwing a dumbbell at him. Usopp whispers to you once, “He likes you, but he’s too dumb to admit it.” Zoro nearly strangles him.
• He’s protective without realizing it. Walking through towns, he’ll automatically place himself at your side, hand near his swords. If anyone shady even looks at you wrong, Zoro’s glare is enough to send them running. At first he tells himself it’s just habit, just crew safety, but deep down he knows it’s more.
• The real turning point comes during a fight. You’re holding your own, but someone gets the jump on you. Zoro doesn’t even think he’s across the battlefield in a heartbeat, sword drawn, rage in his veins. After it’s over, he snaps, “Don’t be reckless,” but the edge in his voice isn’t anger, it’s fear. That’s when it clicks for him. That gnawing in his chest? That heat under his skin? It’s not annoyance. It’s not distraction. It’s… you.
• Zoro being Zoro, he hates the realization. Feelings mean vulnerability, and he doesn’t like that. He avoids you for a while, spends hours sleeping on the Sunny’s deck just to dodge conversation. The others notice, of course. Nami rolls her eyes, Robin smirks knowingly, and Luffy just goes, “Why’s Zoro being weird?”
• But avoidance only makes it worse. Every time you bring him water during training, every time you patch up one of his cuts, every time you just exist—his chest feels tight. One night he’s staring at the stars with you, half-drunk on sake, and it hits him so hard he almost drops the bottle: I’m in love with her.
• He doesn’t confess easily. Words aren’t his strength. Instead, his affection shows in actions. He offers to train you, serious, focused, patient in a way he isn’t with anyone else. He lets you nap against his shoulder during long voyages. He sharpens his swords with you nearby, listening to you ramble like it’s the most natural soundtrack.
• The moment he finally says something is awkward as hell. It’s probably after a close call, when adrenaline strips away his walls. He mutters, almost angrily, “You’re important to me, alright? More than I thought. So don’t go getting yourself killed.” It’s clumsy, but honest.
• If you smile or tease him about it, he groans and looks away, cheeks faintly red. But he doesn’t take it back. Once Zoro admits something, he stands by it. That’s the thing, his love is steady, unshakable, not loud but grounding.
• From then on, it becomes obvious. He’ll carry your stuff without being asked. Sit beside you even when there’s space elsewhere. Watch your back in every battle like his life depends on it. Zoro isn’t about dramatic declarations, he shows his crush in quiet, consistent loyalty.
• And maybe, once in a while, when he thinks you’re asleep, he’ll brush his fingers over your hand. Soft, fleeting, but enough to remind himself that this is real. That you’re his anchor in a world that’s always moving.
💛 Vinsmoke Sanji
• Let’s be real: Sanji thinks he has a crush on every pretty woman he meets. But this? With you? It’s different, and it scares him a little. Usually, he’s all flowery words and over-the-top declarations, but with you, half the time he trips over them. You’ll smile at him while he’s plating dinner, and suddenly he’s burning the meat because his brain short-circuits.
• The first sign is in the kitchen. Cooking is Sanji’s sanctuary; he never messes up. But then you wander in, curious, asking if you can help. He hands you a knife, watches you chop clumsily, and feels his chest tighten in a way that has nothing to do with stress. From then on, he insists you come in more often, even if it slows him down. Secretly, he just wants you near.
• Unlike Luffy or Zoro, Sanji knows it’s a crush right away. He’s not oblivious; he’s been around. But knowing doesn’t make it easier. In fact, it makes him worse. He goes out of his way to impress you—cooking your favorite dishes, pulling out chairs for you, rushing to light your cigarette or pour your drink. The crew groans every time, but Sanji doesn’t care.
• Still, there’s a difference in how he treats you. With random women, he flirts for sport. With you, it’s reverent. His compliments land softer, more sincere. “You look stunning today,” he’ll murmur while sliding a plate to you, eyes lingering just a beat too long. No dramatic heart-eyes, no nosebleeds—just quiet honesty that makes your stomach flip.
• Jealousy hits him hard. He hides it behind a smile, but the moment Zoro talks to you for longer than three seconds, Sanji’s hovering. “Oi, mosshead, don’t bore her with your dumb training stories.” He’ll wedge himself between you and anyone else, grinning like it’s casual, but his jaw is clenched.
• His realization solidifies in the middle of a storm. You’re both on deck, trying to help secure supplies, wind howling, rain soaking through. You slip on the slick wood, and without thinking, Sanji’s there, arm catching you, holding you steady against his chest. The way his heart lurches at the thought of losing you? That’s when he knows: this isn’t some passing fancy. You’re it.
• After that night, he starts doing subtle things for you. He’ll remember the exact way you take your tea. He’ll sneak snacks into your bag before island trips. He’ll drape his jacket over your shoulders when you’re cold, pretending it’s nothing. It’s not about grand gestures anymore, it’s about care.
• The crew definitely notices. Nami teases him mercilessly, calling you his “favorite” Usopp points out how Sanji never lets your plate go empty at dinner. Even Luffy eventually blurts, “Sanji, why do you give her extra meat and not me?!” Sanji, flustered, almost drops the pot.
• He tries to confess multiple times, but each time he chokes. He’ll set up a candlelit dinner on deck, only for Luffy to crash it. He’ll pull you aside on an island, heart racing, only to get interrupted by Marines. Eventually, it slips out in the least planned way possible.
• Maybe you’re patching him up after a fight, scolding him for being reckless. He laughs, wincing, and says softly, “Can’t help it, love. I’d risk anything for you.” It’s quiet, sincereand your stunned look makes him realize he actually said it aloud.
• Once it’s out, though, Sanji doesn’t hide. He doubles down. “Yes, I like you. More than anyone. I don’t expect you to feel the same, but… there it is.” For once, his voice doesn’t carry that dramatic lilt—it’s steady, vulnerable.
• If you return his feelings, Sanji is over the moon. He treats you like royalty, no hesitation. Every morning it’s, “Good morning, my love, did you sleep well?” Every night it’s a warm drink at your bedside. He’ll train harder just to be someone worthy of you.
• And while he still flirts with random women in passing (because it’s ingrained in him), there’s a noticeable difference: it’s hollow compared to how he is with you. With you, it’s not performance. It’s home.
• The thing about Sanji’s crush? It’s not fleeting. It’s devotion. When he realizes it, he doesn’t back away, he leans in, fully, with everything he has. Loving you becomes as natural as breathing.
💙 Trafalgar Law
• Law isn’t the type to “catch feelings.” At least, that’s what he tells himself. His entire life has been survival, strategy, revenge. Romance? That’s a distraction. But then you join his orbit, and slowly—too slowly—he notices the cracks forming in his armor.
• The first sign is attention. Law prides himself on control, he notices details because it keeps him alive. But when it comes to you, it goes beyond necessity. He finds himself cataloguing things that have no tactical use: the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you love, the rhythm of your laugh, the habits you don’t even realize you have. It frustrates him. He should be analyzing enemy weaknesses, not memorizing your smile.
• He brushes it off at first. Tells himself you’re just “valuable to the crew.” That’s why he checks in on you more often, why he assigns you easier shifts when you’re tired, why he keeps you out of the most dangerous missions. He even convinces himself for a while. But then Bepo calls him out. “Captain, you’re softer with her.” Law snaps back, denying it, but the words linger.
• Jealousy creeps up next. Subtle, but sharp. Someone on an island flirts with you, and Law feels his jaw tighten. He doesn’t make a scene—he’s too composed for that—but the next thing you know, the guy who flirted with you is conveniently caught in a perfectly-timed “Room” accident. Coincidence? The crew doesn’t think so.
• Law’s realization doesn’t hit all at once—it’s gradual, like a tide he can’t stop. It solidifies after a close call. Maybe you take a hit during a mission, nothing fatal but enough to scare him. He kneels by your side, hands shaking despite his medical training, muttering your name like a prayer. That’s when it crashes down on him: he can’t lose you. Not like he lost everyone else.
• The problem is Law is terrified of it. Love means vulnerability, and vulnerability is dangerous. He keeps his distance, pulling back just when you think you’re getting closer. It’s a push-and-pull dance: one day he’s offering you his jacket when you’re cold, the next he’s locking himself in the infirmary to avoid conversation.
• The crew notices. Penguin and Shachi exchange knowing grins every time Law “casually” stands closer to you. Bepo offers to “talk to him about his feelings,” which makes Law snap, “Don’t you dare.” He’s a captain, not a lovesick teenager. At least… that’s what he tries to believe.
• He starts showing it in subtle ways. He patches up your wounds first, even if others are waiting. He saves you the last cup of coffee in the galley. He lets you linger in his study while he works, saying nothing, but secretly comforted by your presence. These aren’t things he does for anyone else.
• The confession—if you can even call it that, doesn’t come in a grand gesture. It slips out when his walls are lowered. Maybe it’s late at night, after a mission, when exhaustion strips him raw. You thank him for always looking out for you, and he mutters under his breath, “Of course I do. You’re… important to me.” His voice is low, almost like he hopes you won’t hear.
• If you push, if you ask him what he means, his eyes will flicker—nervous, uncharacteristically unsure. Finally, with a sigh, he admits it. “I like you. More than I should. More than is… safe.” It’s not dramatic, it’s a confession laced with hesitation, like a man who knows how dangerous it is to love but can’t stop himself anyway.
• Once it’s out, Law doesn’t turn into a Sanji-style romantic. He doesn’t shower you with words. Instead, his love shows in the way he trusts you—really trusts you. He’ll share pieces of his past, let you see him when he’s vulnerable, let you sit in silence with him without the weight of his walls.
• Law’s crush isn’t fireworks, it’s gravity. Heavy, inescapable, pulling you into his orbit until he can’t imagine navigating the seas without you at his side.
♥️ Eustass Kid
• Kid doesn’t do soft feelings. At least, that’s what he tells himself. He thrives on rage, ambition, the rush of tearing through Marines and making the world quake. A crush? That’s weakness. But then you show up, whether as part of his crew or someone who lingers too close to his orbit and suddenly the ironclad walls he built around himself start to bend.
• The first sign is attention, though he’ll never admit it. He notices you more than he should. The way you hold yourself in a fight, the way you talk back without fear, the way you don’t flinch when he’s pissed and shouting. He hates how it draws him in. It makes him restless, snapping at his crew more than usual, because he doesn’t like not being in control of his own head.
• Unlike Law, Kid isn’t subtle. The moment jealousy kicks in, everyone knows. Some random on an island flirts with you? Kid’s looming over them in seconds, metal bristling around his arm, snarling, “The fuck do you think you’re doing?” It’s not even about romance at first it’s instinct, possessiveness burning hot in his chest.
• Killer notices immediately. He doesn’t say much, but he smirks behind his mask every time Kid gets too close to you. Eventually, he mutters something like, “You like her,” and Kid snaps back, “Shut the hell up.” But the denial is weak, and Killer knows it.
• The realization comes in battle. You’re fighting side by side, the chaos of cannon fire and screaming Marines all around. You take a blow something heavy, enough to knock you down. For a second, Kid’s rage falters, replaced by pure, gut-wrenching fear. He sees you bleeding, and it’s like the world narrows down to just that. He tears through the enemy with brutal efficiency, but his eyes keep flicking back to you, desperate to make sure you’re still breathing.
• After the fight, he storms up to you, shoving a rag into your hands, barking, “Patch yourself up, idiot. Don’t scare me like that again.” It sounds harsh, but the way his hands linger, trembling slightly, tells another story. That’s when it hits him like a freight train: he cares too much. Way too much.
• Kid handles this realization terribly. He gets meaner at first snapping at you, calling you reckless, acting pissed when you laugh at his temper. It’s his way of pushing back against feelings he doesn’t want to deal with. But it only makes him more obvious, because everyone else sees through it.
• Eventually, his frustration boils over. Maybe you tease him one day, lighthearted, and he explodes, not at you, but at himself. “Why the hell do you do this to me?!” He’s pacing, fists clenched, metal clattering around him like the storm inside his chest. When you press him, confused, he blurts it out: “I like you, alright? You happy now?!”
• It’s raw, unpolished, shouted like a battle cry instead of whispered like a secret. But that’s Kid he doesn’t sugarcoat, he doesn’t romanticize. His confession is all fire and bite, like he’s angry at himself for feeling it.
• Once it’s out, though, there’s no going back. Kid isn’t half-hearted about anything. He doesn’t “kinda like” you. He wants you with the same intensity he wants to be Pirate King. And he shows it in loud, obvious ways. Standing too close. Wrapping an arm around your waist in public. Daring anyone to even look at you wrong.
• But beneath the bluster, there’s something softer. When the crew is asleep, when it’s just the two of you under the hum of the ship, he lets it drop. He’ll admit, quietly, “You fuck me up, you know that? But I don’t care. I need you here.” It’s vulnerable, a glimpse of the man under the spikes.
• Kid’s crush isn’t gentle. It’s messy, consuming, electric. But once he realizes it, he doesn’t run. He’s not afraid of fire he lives in it. And loving you becomes another rebellion, another middle finger to a world that tried to break him.
hello you, I hope you’re having a peaceful day! May I request hcs? For you, what are Kid, Zoro, Law, Doflamingo and Ace major turns on? Things that will immediately drive them crazy. For a female reader. Tysm if u take my request
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☆drive these men crazy
Characters: Kid, Zoro, Law, Doflamingo and Ace
CW : f!reader, specific CW are listed under each character
WC : 2,4k
Kid
CW : nothing really graphic anyway, just mention of his devil fruit, mention of rough sex, mention of bitting, mention of v sex
Kid loves the moment he’s taking off his goggles after working on a weapon in his small office for the whole day. His shoulders tensed as he’s walking, night already shining bright above the Victoria Punk. Time flies, you’re probably asleep. But when he pushes the door of your shared bedroom, seeing you wearing nothing but his red fur coat, waiting for him like a good girl. He will fuck your against the wall, the ground, in the bed, doesn’t matter, while you’re wearing his coat.
When his big hands are ripping your clothes in an urge, his cock throbbing, needing so much to be inside you. The second your skirt and top are reduced in pieces and his eyes are noticing your lingerie. Crimson red. Red just like his nails. Red just like his hair. Red just like the blood of his enemies. Red, just like he loves your ass when he’s spanking you so hard. Red just like your cheeks when he’s thrusting roughly inside your soaking wet cunt. Whenever you’re wearing red lingerie, he will just yank up your bra and toss your panties aside before fucking you until you squirm and moan in need under him. If you whine “Captain” he will make you cum again and again because you’re a good girl.
When you’re wearing lipstick, even more if it’s red or black, and smears it everywhere on his body, marking your territory while you kiss each inch on his skin before opening this lovely mouth to milk his cock.
Your nails, short or long, he doesn’t mind, as long as your manicure is on fire. So he can watch your pretty hands when you jerk him off or feel your nails clawing his skin when he fucks you deep, rough.
If you’re a punk. Or at least something close to punk, like goth rock, emo or grunge. And you have to be a real punk/alt girl, not just the aesthetic, but also the spirit. He’s against the system, conformism, normality. All he likes is marginalization, watch the government’s downfall, and be free. He’s so much into it. So he will be turned on by your spirit, but also your style. The only thing he wants to do is grab your choker, rip your fishnet, yank your little skirt and fuck you against the wall with all his might. Just you, with your back arched and his hands glued to your ass because he’s an ass man.
Piercings. If they are on your nipples or on your pussy… he will play with his Devil Fruit, overstimulate you, making you cum like this, without even touching you. And if you have a tongue piercing, your mouth will never be able to take a break. Suck him. Again. Use this nice tongue for his pleasure.
Grillz, if there are on your canines, it’s even better. He can play a bit with his DF, but what he likes the most is when you bite his earlobe, neck or shoulder, plunging your grillz deep into his skin. Instant turn-on.
When you’re listening to loud punk music and dance, scream, whatever. If you know how to play guitar or drums. If you have a creative and a punk spirit. He’s always turned on by punk and creative minds, because he knows you will have a lot of fun in the bedroom, trying a lot of kinky stuff.
If you’re not afraid to argue back during an argument. He wants his woman to be able to fight back, weak ladies aren’t his cup of tea. Whenever you’re having an argument, it always ends up with angry fucking, his palm against your mouth, his teeth plunged in your shoulder as he fucks your insolence out of you.
When you’re fighting, especially if you’re using a weapon he made.
Zoro
CW : nothing really graphic, mention of oral sex, mention of v sex
When you’re training, fighting, practicing kata moves. He likes women who aren’t afraid to sweat. Whenever he’s watching you, with your eyebrows furrow in concentration, drop of sweats running from your forehead to your lips. Right now, all he can think about is laying you on the ground in your training room and…. Help you to improve your cardio.
When you borrow his bandana to tie your hair or do your makeup/skincare routine, while you're still in pajamas, wearing only one of his shirts and your panties. Each time, he will appear behind your back and leave a trail of kisses from your earlobe, his hands slowly finding their way to your panties… before eating you out, turning you into a whining mess. So now, you just have to redo your makeup, sorry.
If you’re wearing his kimono in a nonchalant way, revealing your shoulders, collarbone, and a little peek of your bare breasts… Zoro will fondle your breasts, play with your nipples, and fuck you from behind because guy is ass man, as you’re still wearing his kimono. He loves who you look, half covered, with just your legs and ass naked. He can grab your hips, spank your ass cheeks or take a look at his girth covered with your wetness.
If you’re drinking sake and don't get drunk easily. He will drink with you, enjoying having a woman that can match his freak with alcohol. And when you both have enough of sake, he will lay you on the ground or pin you against a wall and pound into you with a sloppy thrust, totally drunk by both the alcohol and your tight pussy.
When you’re spending the night on the Sunny to stand guard with him. Just you. The silence. Everything Zoro enjoys. As long as there are no enemies around… he will have his sweet time with you, because he’s the only threat around and what he wants is to fuck you. And keep it quiet, stop moaning for his cock. Crew's seeping.
Law
CW : nothing really graphic, mention of fingering, mention of oral sex, mention of v sex
It’s difficult to drive him crazy that easily, but there are some things that can turn him on… Your hands, first. He likes beautiful hands, smooth, if you’re cautiously looking after them, and if you clean them, following basic hygiene rules. Then, his brain will slowly start to think about these beautiful hands tugging his hair when he’s fingering or eating you out.
Back tattoo. For some obvious reason. Him, fucking you just like he likes it: slow, but deep. His hands steady you, holding your hips, his eyes amazed by the sight of your tattoo, your skin dewy with sweat. Oh, be sure he will end up grabbing your hair, firmly, never roughly, and licking your back, tracing the curve of your tattoo with his skilled tongue.
If you’re smart, like to tease, know how to talk, to think, have a sarcastic or dry humor, and be quick-witted. Law is a cerebral guy. He needs someone he can engage in deep and meaningful conversations with. He likes cultivated people so you can exchange topics you both know, or he can learn about something he doesn't know much about. He loves to tease you with sarcasms throughout the day when the mood is lighter. The more you match this energy, the more he will think about how sexy you sound whenever you speak… And the more he will be willing to show you that the DEATH tattooed on his fingers can take a whole different meaning. Don’t we call orgasm “A little death” after all?
People with alternative styles: clothes, tattoos, piercings… doesn’t matter if you’re an e-girl, a goth, a lolita, a punk, an emo or any other alternative style. He loves this, that’s all. Both the aesthetic and the meaning. Because after all, alternative styles are also about culture, politics, so of course, he’s into it. Just imagine, for example. You’re a goth. Traditional goth. He will take off each layer of your black clothes, slowly, one by one, playing with your necklaces, your piercings, kissing each single one of your tattoos, teasing you until you’re literally craving for more. And when his fingers finally slides inside you, making you cum hard and loudly, he will look at your totally ruined make-up. “You put so much effort into it… and two fingers were enough to ruin it.”
Black lingerie. That’s its favorite. He will slowly take your bra and your panties off like if he were opening a gift. Carefully. Taking his sweet time to take a look at your nipples hard under the soft and refined lace, your panties already wet for him.
If you’re wearing his hat, I don’t think it’s a turn-on, but something he will low-key find cute, but he will NEVER admit it.
Last but not least… If you are in good health and have good hygiene, lmao. He’s deadly serious about health and hygiene. Have you seen how disgusted he was around Luffy’s manners? No. Never. Please, don’t torture him. He wouldn’t mind taking a bath or a shower with you, even if the curse water affects him. He will enjoy a hot makeout session under the shower.
And a total turn-off: role play, especially doctor x patient. Please don’t do this to him. He deserves a break for once.
Doflamingo
CW : mention of bondage, shibari, v sex, oral sex, mention of his clone, mention of anal sex, doflamingo is the dom, mention of size kink, mention of choking, yes this list is so fucking long but Doflamingo is kinky as hell, I just know it. Anyway, ain’t nothing too graphic
This man is a celestial dragon, a mafia boss and he has refined taste. You better get your nails always perfectly done, hands and feet. And please, for the manicure, use pink, so it will match the color of his coat. He likes precious, exuberant and beautiful things. You’re a member of the Donquixote family, you’re his little bird, his precious little bird, and his little bird must be perfect. When he fucks you and makes you whine and complain because his cock is too big, he pays attention to details. Your nails as you hold the bedsheet. Your toes curled when you rest your legs on his shoulders… If you dare present to him without your nails done, then, he won’t fuck you. That’s all. If your hands are done with long nails, almost looking like claws, luxurious and exuberant nail art with jewels and all… please, scratch his back while he pounds meanly into you.
If you let him give you the princess treatment. Let’s be clear: you’re his little sub and bitch in bed, but when it comes to common life… Doflamingo is a mean and sadist guy with almost everyone. The only ones he cares about are his lieutenants (Pica, Vergo, Diamante & Trebol) and you, of course. Since he cares for you, he wants to spoil you. So let him be in charge and just enjoy yourself and be a good girl. In short, you’re his precious little bird in common life and his whore in the bedroom.
He likes when you wear pink lingeries. You have free access to his money. And go ahead, spend his fortune, have fun, he doesn’t mind as long as you’re a good girl. So if you want to please him, buy a luxurious, refined pink lingerie corset, suspender belt, and high heels… Wait for him, wearing only nothing, call him master in bed, and he will spoil you. Using his expert fingers to make you cum again and again with only one hand.
Just like Kid, if you’re wearing his coat and nothing under… his cock will be hard in a second. He loves when you’re wearing his clothes because you’re his little bird. Come closer, he’s about to fuck you, with his clone. You love his cock, even if you’re whining every time. And since you’re a good girl, you deserve to have him twice.
When you obey him. Because it means you’re acknowledging his rank. But also when you act like a brat, because this man likes a good challenge, would never miss a chance to be a sadist, and always loves to give you a good punishment. Observing how you’re losing your attitude as he fucks you, skin slapping against skin and you unable to speak, only to moan “too big” but well, your mouth was big enough when you were bratty? So shut up. Just be a good girl, but not too weak and with some attitude, and he will think you’re his perfect match.
If you’re smart and good at planning shenanigans. It turns him on to imagine plans with your clever little mind. And if you know how to talk because Doflamingo is a really good talker, almost theatrical. It turns him on to have a charismatic girl, he’s into powerful couple dynamics. Even if you’re his whore in the bedroom, again.
If you’re wearing a choker or a leather collar… be sure he will use his Devil Fruit to pull a leash on you. Or just to choke you.
Refined perfume. Doflamingo is kinky as hell; he likes playing with senses, and a good smell is always nice to settle a mood before an intense session.
Size kink, obviously. It’s almost amusing how you’re always complaining about his size but still begging for him to fill you up to the brim, whining “too big” with a soaking wet pussy. He loves how his hands look when he takes yours. To grab your body. Yes, you’re a little bird, he could break your wings with one move.
Shibari. With pink or red ropes. He’s the shibari’s master. He will transform your body into art, knot by knot, rope by rope. Sometimes, he’s just doing it for the aesthetic, suspending you, or just creating nice compositions like mermaid tail shibari. Sometimes, it’s more about control. You, unable to move as he fucks your little mouth, your pussy, or why both if he wants to use his clone.
Ace
CW: Ace is a sweetheart, Ace is a green flag, mention of v sex, mention of oral sex, mention of fingering, mention of body worship and praise, mention of temperature play, but nothing really graphic
When you’re wearing his hat… it doesn’t matter if you’re at the beach, in the middle of a fight or straddling him, the sight of you with his hat always turns him on. If you’re riding him, up and down, impaling yourself on his length, Ace is just… mesmerized. By your body. The way you move. And you, so hot with his hat. He will praise you, tell you how fucking beautiful you are, how good you feel around him and his moans. Ace moans are so pretty, easily in top 3 among the One Piece’s men and their moans.
Your laugh, or just seeing you happy. He thinks you’re cute, and he loves to see that everything’s good in your life, that you're enjoying yourself and your adventure with him. Even in the bedroom, he likes to keep things light and fun, so your cute little laugh is a turn-on.
If you have a soul made of audacity, compassion, kindness, loyalty, and that you love his brothers and his crew, Ace can only fall for you. It’s not a turn on, but he needs someone who shares his values; otherwise, he can’t even think about dating you, even less fucking. Because this man isn’t the most experienced with this stuff, after all, he has a low self-esteem, thinks he’s unworthy, and always thought he should have never been born.
When you’re both lying in bed, and start to caress his body, telling everything you love about it. Touching his shoulders, his abs, his lips, saying what and why you love them. It’s both a turn-on and something that soothes is self-esteem. And Ace loves to do the same to you, worshipping your body.
When he’s randomly falling asleep, he loves when you wake him up with a soft kiss on his forehead and your fingers playing with his hair. The second he’s awake, we will reclaim another kiss, and again, and again, until you’re laying on the bed, his hands holding yours and his cock sliding inside you, hitting your sweet spot until you cum, all tight and wet around him.
Watching your breasts. Doesn’t matter the size, he just likes boobs. He wants to kiss them, fondle them, play with your nipples, nuzzle his face between them…
When you’re holding his hands in public, in a way, he thinks it’s cute. But a part of his mind is thinking about your fingers interlaced when he’s taking you. He will always try to hold your hand during intimate moments.
Not a turn-on, but his heart is melting when you kiss his freckles, one by one, during an intimate moment.
The sound of his jewels clasping together or against your skin when he’s fucking you. Detail, but he loves it.
He’s into temperature play, of course. He likes to use his DF, always in a soft way, to warm some area of your body before using the cold pearls of his collar. The way you shake and shudder when he does this drives him crazy. And honestly, anything you can do with fire will turn him on: using a lighter, light a campfire…
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boyf!zoro x male reader, who loves manhandling you (requested<3)
cw: lowkey self indulgent with the amount of sprinklings of size difference i put in here, uhm zoro gets hard at the end (idk why im making them so horny recently im so sorry guys),
he just loves showing off how strong he is. can you blame him? his hard work and dedication has been what led him up to this point, the point of being able to do 50 push ups with you on his back. being able to do too many to count bench presses with you acting as his weight.
he just loves being able to show off, to you specifically.
he'll always have one of his big hands on your waist too, no matter what. even if you're just standing with the crew on sunny, his hand is tightly gripping your hip. sometimes he even ducks his fingers underneath your shirt so you can feel his calloused fingers and warm palm on your skin. he just likes having skin to skin contact with you, says it makes him keep a clear head and stay calm.
"[name], watch out!" usopp's warning is given a little too late as the darts that he was playing with was already so close to you. before you yourself could dodge it, however, you were lifted up off of the ground and moved to the side. a swift metal-on-metal sound followed your sudden relocation and both could be credited to zoro and his fast reflexes.
he was resting on the railing, across deck from you, and made it to your side in the blink of an eye. he lifted you with ease, still hoisting you to his side as he turned to glare at usopp. he was sheathing his sword on his hip, glaring menacingly at the sniper.
“watch it, usopp,” he practically growls out, “almost hit him right in the head,”
usopp sweat drops, apologizing profusely, “i’m sorry, [name]! it was the wind that blew it towards you, you know i’d never do it on purpose, right?” thne in a quieter voice he meekly says, “please tell zoro to stop glaring at me…”
“it’s alright usopp! i know you didn’t do it on purpose,” your words were kind and delivered with a smile as you were still being pressed to zoro’s side. you slapped his chest, forcing him to look at you. his gaze softened immediately, “stop glaring, you big baby, usopp didn’t mean it,”
“still-“
“no “still”, just get over it, zo,” despite it being you who almost got nailed in the forehead with the dart, zoro seemed to be the one who was most personally offended by it. he was still pouting as he carried you off to the railing he was previously napping on. his pout goes away when you peck his cheek and mutter a quick "thank you."
and now he's blushing and hiding his face behind his palm.
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a very endearing way that zoro enjoys using his strength on you is whenever he needs to pick you up, outside of his working out and teasing moments. if you ever fall asleep on deck, with usopp, luffy, and chopper surrounding you two, he’ll scoop you up into his arms with ease and take you to the actual beds in the dormitory. since he knows you’re sleeping, he doesn’t bother hiding his fond, soft smile on his face as he effortlessly carries you.
“hmm?” you’re so sleepy you can’t even will yourself to open your mouth properly to say zoro’s name. just leaning closer into his warm chest and whining for a proper bed.
“i know, baby, we’re almost there,” he softly assures you, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, “should’ve just fallen asleep in your bed,”
“hm.”
“mhmm,” he hums back at you, smirking as he hears you mimic him in your sleepy state.
he places you into your bed, discarding his shirt and pants before joining you. the skin to skin contact makes you melt further into him, taking in as much warmth as you can. he feels you guide his hands to your shirt as well before lifting it over your head. with no cloth in between you two, it’s just you two pressing into each other for the rest of the night. when you wake up, luffy and chopper are both complaining about the ultimate betrayal zoro did to them by not carrying them to bed. zoro ignores their pestering, hanging off of your side and ruffling your hair as you yawn.
“can you two quiet down? some of us are still half awake,”
“he hates us,” the two cry in unison, comical tears flowing down their cheeks.
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an aspect of your relationship with zoro that many on board, and assumedly the general population if they knew about this, found…interesting (to say the least) was how you two enjoyed fighting with each other. play fighting and seriously sparring, the activities helped you pass time with one another while also testing your guys’ strength.
it was usually done in the crow’s nest since that was zoro’s gym area and was away from prying eyes.
the sun was just beginning to set on the horizon, gleaming through the windows as you two were heavily panting. the sun made your guys’ skin shine even more from the thin coat of sweat on both of you. zoro’s lips have been upturned in a smirk ever since you two started while you were just breathing heavily, glaring at him.
“get that stupid face off your face,” you scowl, going forward to try taking him down.
he side steps you and catches your body against his, dropping you both down onto the floor to keep you pinned. it all happens too fast and you don’t even bother fighting against him and his iron grip.
“this stupid face you love so much?” he teases, tangling his legs with yours to prevent you from moving, “give up?”
“no!” in one last push of strength, you muster up everything within you to push off of the ground and flip the positions. however, the amount of force you conjured did little to nothing in even budging zoro’s frame pinning you down, “okay, i give up,”
you go limp in his hold, making him release you from his snake-like constraint. he doesn’t move from on top of you though, leaning down to briefly kiss you.
“good lessons today?” he asks against your lips, pecking you quickly before pulling away and looking down at you.
"maybe good for you since you got to just manhandle me around, like some doll," he smirks, hands squeezing your cheeks.
"just how i like you," he teases, going in for another kiss. when the crew isn't around, zoro loves to indulge in your affection. it's obvious with how you two are now passionately making out on the wooden floor. his legs move in between yours, pushing them open so he can slot himself right against you.
his hair is slightly damp due to the sweat of your training session, but you don't mind, pulling at the strands in need. his thick forearms now rest on either side of your head, keeping him propped up to not crush you entirely. as for your lower half, he's shamelessly moving his hips against your own.
"zoro!!! [name]!!! it's time for your monthly check up- AGH!!" chopper's high pitched scream echoes in the crow's nest as well as the sudden slamming of the door. "i didn't see anything!"
"that idiot..." zoro rasps, pulling away from you and resting his forehead against yours as he catches his breath. "fuck, what the hell is his timing?"
you don't say anything in return, simply letting your eyes do the talking. they dart to his pelvis and his cheeks go ablaze, seeing your quirked eyebrow and tilt of your head. wordlessly, you're asking him, "seriously?"
"shut the hell up!! whose fault is that?!"
"yours, you fucking pervert! getting hard from tossing me around and a small makeout session? what are you, a hormonal teenager?"
"shut the fuck up!" he pushes you down onto the wood when you try getting back up, making you laugh at his immature behavior.
"you're such a baby."
"i said, shut up!"
his ears are ruby red as he goes to change into a shirt, glaring at you when his head pops out of the neckline.
"tch, asshole."
"the asshole you got hard for, by the way,"
"stop talking about it!"
you laugh at his flustered state, walking over and kissing him once more, despite the frown on his lips, "let's go and get checked up! you should probably take care of that problem of yours, don't wanna scar chopper even more."
"with your shit attitude, i'm already soft," he spits out with a shove to your shoulder before he himself steadies you again. "why the hell aren't you hard? you think i'm unattractive or something?"
you don't bother hiding your laughter at that question, only making him more mad.
"seriously! that must be the only explanation!" he shouts once more, following you down the ladder of the crow's nest.
"you really want me to air out my business in front of the whole crew, idiot?"
"no, but this conversation is far from over,"
"and i'm the brat..." you murmur under your breath, but his sharp ears somehow pick up on it.
"hah?!" he questions, but you just shake your head and ignore him.
"chopper, we're sorry! we're ready for our check up now!" you say in a sing song voice, "zoro's going to apologize to you properly, he's just sooooo embarassed because he's a horm-"
zoro's big hand clamps over your mouth before you can finish embarrassing him further, "shut the hell up, boy," he grunts in your ear, pressing your backside to his front as he controls your walk to the infirmary.
your slapping his hand, trying to free yourself from his clutches, but he just catches your hand in his other. now you're completely immobilized and forced into silence.
"you gonna behave now?" you nod your head and he finally releases you.
"zoro is-AHH!" he swoops you off of your feet and throws you over his shoulder so you now have an up close view of his back. a sharp smack is delivered to your ass and you're shocked into silence.
"that's what i thought," is his final comment before he's pushing open the door to the infirmary.
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boyfriend zoro who is just so big buff and strong and loves to take you into his hands and move you around every which way because he can because he's so buff and so strong and so big hhmmhmhmhmh yummy
Found: A Zoro x Reader One Piece Fanfiction (with Chopper!)
Note: I wrote this with the Live Action Adaptation in mind so I will follow the same structure that the live action did. I focused on Zoro, the reader and Chopper more.This is heavily unedited. This is the rawest form of the narrative. Typographical errors and grammatical mistakes are expected ahead.
Part 2 Here
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After defeating Wapol, Luffy and the crew successfully recruited Chopper as the crew Doctor.
As the Going Merry sails away from Drum Island, Chopper watches his home from the distance, still hugging the backpack that Doctorine packed for him, his tiny hooves clutched the backpack as he tearfully looks at the island slowly fading away.
You see his distress and stood beside him, before you could even speak to him, the dark clouds engulfing the Drum Island turns to pink, and snow starts to fall—only then the cold and pale white snowflakes weren't white, they're pink, falling down gracefully like petals of cherry blossoms.
You gasped at the realization, the stories of Dr. Hiruluk’s dream of curing the ailing hearts of his fellow citizens, his life work and mission to heal their country from the rot that Wapol had caused.
When you first arrived at Drum Island, the snow was biting cold—harsh even, but the pink snowflakes falling down on your skin wasn't stealing the warmth through your bones, instead it seeped through your skin with warmth travelling straight into your heart.
Dr. Hiriluk was right all along.
Chopper wails as he tries to catch the falling snow, remembering the man who took him in, the man whom he sees as his mentor and his father, the man who taught him to heal not just the physical ailments of a patient but their broken hearts too.
He cried clutching his bag, if only he was smart enough to look for the right cure, if he knew better in medicine perhaps…Dr. Hiriluk would see the fall of these pink snowflakes, perhaps his heart would've healed too.
You looked down at the tiny reindeer beside you, you didn't want to overstep, as far as what Doctorine said, Chopper is still mourning for Dr. Hiriluk in his own ways.
Chopper wept like a child, and the ship was filled with silence, calculating how to approach the situation.
In situations like this, Luffy is expected to step in and say the dumbest thing that comes to mind, unintentionally but it works well in diffusing tensions.
However, Chopper's grief is not something you can diffuse, this kid hasn't had any proper closure with the memory of the man whom he sees as his own father. And Chopper's tears are just proof of the legacy that Dr. Hiriluk left behind. He may have been gone but he's alive, his dream lives on through Chopper who became a Doctor like him.
Zoro watched your hesitation as you stood beside the weeping Chopper. He has heard of the poor reindeer’s stories, about Dr. Hiriluk and all that but Zoro took his time to watch you beside Chopper. He knew that look so well. The look you'd always have when you contemplate whether you should step in or not.
You've always been the kind of person who would walk into the path that others would avoid.
So, seeing you hesitate to comfort Chopper is actually a new thing for Zoro. He has only met you when you joined the crew but those times were enough for him to take note of your personality.
When you found out about Laboon's story, you shed a tear for the being, despite being swallowed by the creature along with the ship.
He steps forward standing on Chopper's other side, the little reindeer still cries as the ship slowly sails and the snow starts to fade.
Zoro looks down at the crying Chopper and puts him up gently placing him on his broad shoulder.Chopper made some cute gasping noises but held onto the side of Zoro’s neck.
You watched the interaction with a smile especially when Zoro stood closer to you, you placed a hand on Chopper's back gently brushing his fur.
“Welcome aboard, Chopper.” You whispered gently and Chopper looked at you with big doe eyes glistening.
“Thank you.” He whispered in his tiny voice and you smiled tiptoeing to pat his head through his gigantic hat.
The silence made you realize that the other crews have already gone in and left the three of you sightseeing as the Going Merry sails through the smooth sailing sea.
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You headed to guide Chopper to the space he'll stay in, you managed to set up a tiny bed for the little reindeer.
Chopper's big eyes wandered around the room, “It's big.” He whispers his eyes full of innocence and wonder. His eyes were practically sparkling, he could finally claim something of his own.
You tucked him to bed with a smile. “Goodnight, Chopper.” You whispered gently. Covering him with a fluffy blanket.
You brushed your delicate fingers in Chopper's fur and he smiled up at you. Your touch brings warmth in his heart, the kind that reminds him of Dr. Hiriluk and a touch that reminds him how he has never experienced such care from his own family and own kind.
“Thank you, Miss YN.” he whispers, yawning and sleepy. His tired body gave in to exhaustion and drifted off to sleep.
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You couldn't sleep after tucking Chopper to bed so you went to the kitchen to have some tea and took a couple of balls of yarn that you had lying around your room.
You're planning on knitting a scarf for Chopper, you were originally planning to give him a knitted sweater but you realize it could get in the way when he transforms, he can easily use a scarf no matter what his size is.
Zoro walked into the kitchen when he saw the lights on, he sat beside you drinking the tea in front of you, his face unreadable.
You look up at him to complain about him drinking your tea but you decided to focus on what you were doing instead.
“Playing mom now huh?”
“Shut it, Zoro..” you blushed.
Zoro chuckled and looked at the beginning of the scarf that you're crafting, “Seems nice.” He told you. “He'll surely appreciate it.” he said sipping on your tea once more but you realize he's just working you up so you let him be.
Days with Chopper as an additional family member are surely good. The crew stopped by another island to pick up medicine supplies that Chopper would need for his infirmary.
Since YN is sociable and charming she's usually assigned to assist with shopping. She draws attention but not in a suspicious way, the kind that makes store owners lower the price because she smiles prettily.
She held Chopper's hand tightly as they made their way into the crowded shops. On her other hand was a bunch of supplies they needed.
On the other side walks alongside the two is Zoro with a bored look on his face.
YN pulled Chopper to the side where there's not much crowd, she crouched down on his level brushing his fur.
“Stay with Zoro for me will you? Stay put okay he has a terrible sense of direction. I just have to pick up one last thing on your list and we're good to go.”
When you left the two on their own, Chopper looked up at Zoro blinking. The green haired man looks down at him “To clear things up, I'm the one babysitting you.” he tells him and Chopper blinks, nodding quietly.
As time passes by Chopper grows impatient too, he's starting to walk in circles and Zoro is just as impatient he clicks his tongue and starts walking off looking at Chopper “Heh. If I stay put for another minute I'm growing roots.” He grumbled.
“But Miss YN said—”
“Hush up, fur boy.”
Zoro stops by in front of a stall while Chopper follows closely behind. They're selling sweets, so he bought some and handed it to Chopper. The latter happily took it from his hands munching on the sweets, he followed Zoro closely behind who’s looking at the other stalls that they pass by, he struggles to keep up with his pacing given how tiny he is.
Zoro looks behind him, seeing Chopper still eating the sweets as he tries to keep up. Zoro stopped in his tracks and without a word, he picked up Chopper and placed him on his shoulder.
You were carrying a bunch of supplies walking along The Sun Island, you spotted Sanji buying food supplies with Luffy and you just waved at them, you needed to hurry up and meet up with Zoro and Chopper once again given how impatient Zoro can be.
When you went to the last place where you left them you held your breath, Zoro and Chopper weren’t there and you cussed, Zoro is the worst when it comes to directions, worst case scenario he could easily lose sight of poor Chopper.
You look around frantically and see a commotion nearby, they seem to be watching some parade of the locals, with people wearing vibrant yellow costumes with sun illustrations.
It was a mesmerizing parade, complementing the island’s naturally orange sand. You made your way through the crowd still looking for any green haired muscular man or a sight of your new furry friend.
It was until you heard some giggles nearby, a giggle you knew instantly despite getting to know about it for just a little while. You know there’s no mistaking it, you turn around and see Chopper watching the parade clapping his hands while he sat on Zoro’s broad shoulder, the swordsman, as usual has a bored look on his face, his free hand holds onto his swords, always ready to unsheathe it if anything happens.
You made your way to where they were and smacked Zoro’s arms. “I told you to stay where you were!” you glared and Zoro looked down at you with the same bored look and took the shopping bags you were carrying.
“It’s the kid’s first island stop, let him soak it in.” he whispered looking up at Chopper, sitting on his shoulder completely mesmerized by the parade and didn’t even notice your arrival.
When the loud music and parade came to a halt, Chopper clapped happily, his eyes travelling down and gasping when he saw you looking up at him. He gasped, holding onto the side of Zoro’s head as if hiding, you laughed, realizing Chopper fails to understand he’s always hiding the wrong way, you tiptoed to pinch his cheeks.
“I-I’m sorry, Miss YN! Mr. Zoro said—”
You cut him off handing him a lollipop you bought from one of the merchants around the parade. “It’s fine, did you have fun?” you asked him with a smile as you watched him hold the lollipop close to his chest.
“Yeah, I did! They were dancing around! And—And it’s warm here and there’s a lot of colors and foods! It’s so different from Drum Island.” he exclaimed his voice full of glee and you felt that warmth seep through your heart just by watching him be cheerful.
Your gaze landed on Zoro who’s staring at you with an unreadable expression, you frown tilting your head up to look at him. “Why?” you asked.
Zoro looks away, still carrying the supplies you bought. “Let’s go.” he said in his raspy voice and you just quietly weirded out but you’ve always known Zoro has moments of spacing out so you disregarded it.
You walked side by side while Chopper talked about the parade they watched, you just listened to his stories, a smile plastered on your lips.
Zoro looks at you through his peripheral view, admiring the sparkle in your eyes, and the softness of your voice and gentleness of your gaze when you talk to Chopper.
He could still remember the first time you looked at him that way, after his fight with Mihawk, when he was unconscious, you stayed by his side until he woke up.
A small smile plastered on his lips as he remembers how your delicate fingers cupped his face to check him when he woke up, your frantic worried voice, he remembers it all vividly and he felt a warmth seep through his heart as he remembers you fondly.
The three of you walked up to the shore where the Going Merry awaits, Zoro carefully helped you up the ship, while you carried Chopper in your arms.
Your friends await at the ship, Luffy is waving with Vivi beside him, Nami is calling Sanji out to start dinner, Usopp is looking at the new supplies he bought for his new projects.
Every straw hat crew is an oddball of some sort, in many ways, but in the Going Merry, all of you belong and fit like a puzzle piece.
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You helped Chopper in setting up the infirmary, helped him put labels on the medicines, and herbs.
While you were sorting out the supplies you bought for his infirmary, you watched him in the corner of your eye turning this very space as his own, you let him do what he wants and occasionally steps in if he needs assistance but you let him take the reins.
“Hehe! It's nicer now isn't it Miss YN?!” he exclaimed, skipping around the infirmary obviously proud of his work.
You smiled, looking around at the room he turned into his own. This space used to be cold and empty, but it seemed vibrant with Chopper hopping around and climbing up the chair to reach for the supplies he set up in his cabinet, he's meticulously checking if you put the proper labels as he taught you and he checked on the bed he set up for himself. His tiny hooves on his waist as he admires his work proudly.
The room is not repainted nor heavily remodeled, but the entire space seems to be brighter now and you realized it's because of the bubbly furry friend you've got in front of you.
Your eyes landed on the stethoscope on the table, you carefully picked it up and made your way to the delighted Chopper still busy admiring his “remodelling job”.
Chopper looked up and blinked when you put the stethoscope on him, gently pinching his cheeks—a habit he realizes you seem to like ever since you've met him in Drum Island.
He looks up at you with his big innocent eyes glistening, he's never seen such tender care in one's eyes other than the mentors he had grown to treat as his very own father and mother figure.
Your touch has always been delicate and gentle, almost as if your touch were as light as feathers.
Chopper started tearing up and you looked at him worriedly, “Hey, hey,” you called out softly cupping his small face in your hands. “What's wrong? Do you miss Doctorine? What's the matter?” You asked your voice as gentle as the soft blanket that envelops Chopper with warmth every night.
“N-no, Sorry..”he mumbles looking up at you as your thumb wipes his tears away.
“Thank you, Miss YN. For everything…” he whispers sniffling and you smile brushing his soft fur.
“There's nothing to thank me for, Chopper. And like I've said, just call me YN.” You reminded him softly.
You watch his doe eyes dilated with wonder and glee, he nods at you whispering your name cutely and giggling.
You remembered the scarf you knitted for him and reached out for your bag, you gently took the scarf you knitted and wrapped it around his tiny body.
“I was originally planning on knitting a sweater given how unpredictable weathers are in our route but I realize you have different forms and it might restrict your movement.” You told him to fix the scarf properly just enough for his mouth to be out.
Chopper hugs the scarf around his neck, he could feel the warmth he's been seeking for after years of cold winter, despite his thick fur coat, his existence has a cold void that's been wanting to be filled and you've been igniting the fire to bring warmth in his cold days.
“Thank you!” He exclaimed teary eyed.
You smiled giggling at his cute expressions, “Always welcome, Chopper.” You whispered and patted his head.
For a while you helped him organize his infirmary and helped him tidy things up.
Once he's well satisfied with the work done, you let him take a breather by admiring his work.
You indulged him for a bit before helping Chopper up in his bed, he seems tired and for someone who spent most his life in a restricted place, he needs some adjustments to get used to the constant motion of the ship.
“Goodnight Chopper.”
Chopper smiled up at you hugging the scarf you knitted for him close to his heart as his eyes closed while he drifted off to sleep.
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The next day while the entire crew are still asleep you went out to admire the sunrise on the deck. You stood at the figurehead and Zoro came from the other side of the deck, he stood beside you.
“I heard the Doctor loved his place.”
You smiled sipping your coffee looking at the green haired male and giving him your cup, knowing he probably needed one.
“How long did you sleep?” you asked, watching him take a sip on your cup.
Zoro let the strong taste of brewed coffee roll in his tongue before he answered, “Around 3 hours, I wake up every now and then to make sure no more assassins would get through.” He whispered his grip in his sword tightening.
He handed your coffee back, his eyes lingering at the way you look in the morning, your hair tied up with loose strands framing your face, the sunlight reflecting on your eyes.
“You could've taken turns with the other guys or with us too.” You mumble. You've always known how Zoro takes his role seriously as the sole protector but he does spread himself thin every now and then.
Before Zoro could even protest that he doesn't need such arrangements he heard tappings on the deck he looked down from where they stood beside the figurehead and he saw the hat and antlers peeking out.
“Oho! Sunrise!” Chopper exclaimed seeing the sky lit up.
You and Zoro made your way down seeing Chopper trying to climb to a higher place to see the sunrise, his tiny hooves desperately clinging onto the surface, before you could even take a step forward, Zoro made his way to the small boy and carried him up his shoulder.
“WAAAHH! So pretty! You see this every morning?! I love being a pirate doctor!” He exclaimed hooves up in the air enjoying the morning breeze that rolls with the gentle waves that carries the Going Merry.
Chopper looked at the serious looking Zoro snd blink, “Thank you, Zoro!” He said, clinging onto the side of Zoro's neck, holding on tight.
You smiled at the way Chopper held onto Zoro, the latter just didn't mind and let him be. You made your way beside them and Chopper greeted you.
“Good morning, Miss YN! oh I mean YN…” he corrected himself and you giggled at his cute gasp.
“It's okay if you won't get used to calling me that. I don't mind.” you smiled, pinching his cheeks.
You hooked an arm on Zoro's free arm and leaned on his shoulder, admiring the radiant colors of sunrise.
Zoro looked down at you with a small smile painted on his lips as he let you be while he held Chopper.
Chopper is still in awe of the sunrise, his mouth gaped open and his eyes sparkling.
He observed the two people surrounding him today, when he thinks about family, the ones he originally knew outcasted him, the other two he came to know,—one was taken from him by fate, the other he had to leave to explore and reach his own dreams.
He felt accepted, loved and protected. Every time Zoro held him up, Chopper knew the big green haired man would never let him fall nor get hurt and with you standing next to him and Zoro, Chopper knows you have his back, that when the nights are cold he can hug the scarf you gave him, and when he gets scared at night he knows you'll drop by to tuck him in.
He smiled watching the rising sun shine on them, and at that moment, Chopper finally felt like he belonged, not pitied, but accepted as a whole.
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Chopper learned to settle down in the Going Merry; he spends his time studying in the infirmary, making sure that if anyone gets sick or injured his skills would be enough to tend to his crew mates.
He's humming happily wearing his stethoscope as he looks at the medicinal herbs he has. He's listing down the supplies making sure they have enough.
Meanwhile, you went down to call Chopper so he could have dinner. You didn't come in immediately and watch him through the glass window and smiled to yourself seeing how confident he seemed in his own space.
You knocked twice to announce your presence and Chopper looked over his shoulder meeting your gaze and smiling as he waved at you.
“YN!” he says happily climbing down his chair to open the door for you, he waves his tiny hooves at you and you waved back with a smile.
You looked at what he was doing before crouching down to his eye level, “Are you busy, Doctor? Sanji just finished cooking dinner, we need to hurry up before Luffy annihilates all of the food.” You said with feign seriousness, but Chopper has witnessed that Luffy is easily capable of such a feat and hopped into your arms.
“Nah uh, let's eat YN! We can't starve!” he said, holding onto your arms and leaning on your chest as you made your way to the kitchen carrying him all the way there.
Zoro awaits at the table, saving a spot for you and Chopper. When he meets your gaze across the room he simply glances at the empty spots beside him, implying his invitation.
You gently set Chopper down between you and Zoro looking at the other Straw Hats crew gobbling up the food that Sanji cooked.
Luffy is already done eating an entire plate on his own, he occasionally steals some from a clueless Ussop's plate.
The smell of perfectly grilled fish fills the room, Chopper looks down on his plate, eyes sparkling. “Sanji, it smells so good!” He sniffed his food, his blue nose almost diving first into the plate. Zoro shakes his head with a quiet chuckle at his childlike wonder and innocence.
After dinner, you walked Chopper back to the infirmary.
Chopper sat on his bed and invited you to sit down beside him and you did, looking down at him softly.
“You want bed time stories?” You asked with a smile.
It's been a habit of yours to talk about some random stories before Chopper gets to bed when he was new to the Going Merry. It helped him ease up his anxiety in the new place.
“Yeah, tell me about cool stuff.” He said lying down, you tucked him in brushing his fur.
“Well I'll tell you the cool stuff Zoro did at Cactus Island.”
Chopper's eyes widened in anticipation, his doe eyes sparkling. He hasn't seen Zoro in action but he knows he is cool whenever he watches the swordsman train with three swords.
You began your story talking about how you all ended up there, and how you all found out that the whole island is a hoax.
“So, apparently it was an island of assassins specifically from Baroque Works. Zoro fought 100 foes in the bar. He used his swords every turn and every kick he knocked someone down.”
Chopper gasped audibly, the sheer amount of shock and wonder written all over his cute face. “100…wow. Zoro is cool!” He exclaimed.
You kept going about the fights and Chopper as usual is the best reactor to a storyteller. It wasn't long till his eyelids get heavy and he gave in to the pull of sleep before you could even finish the story.
You stopped midway speech brushed his fur with your delicate hands and fixed his blanket before standing up to leave.
When you got out of Chopper's infirmary, you gasped seeing Zoro waiting outside the door. His eyes were closed as he leaned on the wall.
Your eyes widened, your mind thinking whether he heard you telling stories about him to Chopper. You bit your lip trying to physically stop the heat to travel to your cheeks.
Zoro opened his eyes, gaze meeting yours and he smirks teasingly.
“Didn't know you think I'm that cool.”
You cussed mentally but rolled your eyes at him exasperatingly. “Oh please, I had to exaggerate things up a bit so Chopper won't get bored.” You snickered walking past him and heading out to the deck feeling your cheeks heat up. Maybe once you're out in the cold of the sea breeze out there you won't get so worked up.
Zoro follows closely behind, still mumbling about how you painted him as a hero with a smug look on his face. He smirked as he cornered you in the figurehead of the Going Merry he grip the hilt of his swords out of habit, his muscular built loom over your smaller figure.
Zoro looked down at you, let go of his sword finally and reached his hand out to brush his calloused thumb gently on your cheeks.
“Seems like Chopper ain't the only one who loves my adventures.” He smirks.
You almost froze at the bold move and attempted to slap his hand away and Zoro caught it smoothly holding your wrist down to your side.
Zoro studied your face, the heavy breathing, the lip biting, and those rosy cheeks. He's the kind of man who may get lost even in a straight direction but he's not naive to such reactions.
He held your wrist gently yet firmly to your side and stepped closer till he could practically share the same breath with you.
Your brain is malfunctioning, this is not his usual teasing to gas himself up, this is something else he's never done this to Nami, and you bit your lip trying to scheme how to get out of this situation but you're nailed at where you stood with your heart beating erratically you're afraid he could hear it from this distance.
“It's crazy, I don't know which is louder; my heart or yours.” He whispers huskily.
You met his gaze looking up and noticed the subtle deep breaths he takes to regulate his own breathing and you gulped.
“You know, the sea is vast, the waves are harsh, and the path ahead is thorny. And we don't know what tomorrow will bring, what kind of monsters we'll see, or what kind of trouble we'll get into.” Zoro trails off letting go of your wrist brushing a strand of your hair and tucking it behind your ear.
“Shit.” He whispers, “I forgot what I was supposed to say next.” He groaned.
Zoro utters a few string of curses before he looks back up again, “Fuck it—look, why don't we try…” he let out a defeated sigh, letting his head drop on your shoulder his forehead pressed on the side of your neck breathing in your vanilla scent that gets tangled up with the smell of the sea.
You felt your knees weakening at that point, your hand holding onto his biceps for support and you felt Zoro chuckled against your skin.
“I'm not good at all of these. But goddammit, can we stop pretending we don't feel anything?”
He gently pulled away to look at your expressions still letting you hold onto him for support.
You avoided his gaze. You knew what he was talking about, all those late night talks, the shared cup of coffee or tea, the frantic look to search for one another whenever trouble is up ahead.
It's been months, you have no idea when it even started. But you and Zoro have created a bond you believe won't be classified as plain crew mates aboard a ship.
“But what if—”
Zoro cupped your face, cutting your hesitations off. “We can deal with all that may happen when we get there. But tonight…can't it just be about what we feel here and now?” He nipped your chin between his fingers.
You let out a soft chuckle, “So eager aren't we?” You finally found your footing, tilting your head to start firing back at him and Zoro's gaze landed on the smirk playing on your lips.
“With those lips looking like that of course I would—so…”
He gulped his eyes silently asking for one last sign of agreement or disagreement if there's any before he could lean down.
However, Zoro didn't expect you'll grip the hem of his shirt to pull him down to meet him halfway.
When his lips crash against yours his hand finds its way on your waist pulling you closer, his free hand cupping the back of your nape gently brushing as he releases months of his pent up longing to hold you close.
He only pulled away to let you both catch your breath, he's smirking as he looks down at you biting his own lip.
“Well I'll be damned. You have me wrapped around your delicate fingers, woman.”
You laughed, biting your lip hitting his broad chest. “Since when did you become a suave talker?” You raised your brows.
Zoro shrugged, pulling you closer. “Well, that's just the way I am.” He smirked, leaning down for another quick kiss.
It had you giggling in his arms as you wrapped your arms around his torso, he pulled you closer instinctively as the cold breeze of the sea engulfs you both.
Zoro admires your face from upclose, his calloused thumb brushing on your cheek, his eyes tracing every facial feature, and he couldn't help but lean down once more for another kiss.
You melt into his touch, his touch igniting a fire within you enough to battle the cold sea wind as you hold onto him.
You both made a paradise for yourselves at that moment just the two of you wrapped in each other's arms in the middle of the cold windy night but the two of you pulled away from the kiss upon hearing a soft cry nearby.
“YN?! Zoro?!”
Chopper's hooves tap around the deck as he sobs, he actively tries to wipe his own tears but his sight gets blurry even more from tears.
“I had a bad dream, where are you?” He cries calling out and searching, the scarf you knitted for him wrapped around his neck to keep him warm.
You gently pushed Zoro off of you and headed down to meet Chopper, when he spotted you, the boy wailed like a lost child jumping into your arms as he cried. You carried him in your arms cradling him close to your chest sharing your warmth to him
“It's scary, I couldn't find you both. The abominable snowman was there, it was gonna take me.” Chopper sniffles holding onto you.
Zoro appeared behind you patting Chopper’s back. “Seems like you don't know me, kid. No abominable snowman would be strong enough to defeat me. So, your bad dream will always be just a bad dream.” He whispers, his voice husky his hands on your waist, watching Chopper bury his face on your neck.
Chopper calmed down from your comfort and looked up at Zoro, “Are you gonna defeat it like you fought 100 foes?” He sniffled.
Zoro smirks. “Damn right I would.” He answered smugly, “So, keep your head up, kid. As long as I stand—we stand no one's gonna get to you. Right YN?” he turned to you and you nodded with a smile looking down at Chopper in your arms.
“No worries about the abominable snowman, Chopper. You'll be fine.” You whispered gently, wiping his tears away.
When Chopper calmed down from his bad dream, you and Zoro made your way to the infirmary to tuck him in.
Zoro crossed his arms over his chest, watching you sit on the edge of the bed, covering Chopper up with his warm blanket brushing his fur gently, “Sleep tight kid, we're here to keep watch.” Zoro whispers assuringly.
“You're so cool, Zoro.” Chopper whispers sleepily, the adrenaline from his fear in his bad dream starts to wear off and he looks up at you.
“You're cool too, YN…” he yawns, his eyelids getting heavy as you keep on brushing his fur, he whispers slurry goodnights before drifting off to sleep.
You kissed Chopper’s forehead gently, standing up carefully to not make any sounds. You looked behind and saw Zoro with a small smile on his lips.
Zoro pulled you close to him kissing your forehead as you both watched Chopper's breathing even out. You hold onto Zoro's big arms around your waist as he hugs you from behind.
Inside that tiny little room, there's no room for the abominable snowman to exist, Chopper is watched over and guarded by two people who are willing to protect and help him face the rough waves and paths ahead with his childlike wonder and innocence.
(Sorry for sanjis part...still think its true tho, show sanji looks even more toxic than anime one)
(Requests are open for more opla headcanons)
Redflag! Opla sanji who would fall head over heels for you and still flirt with other women
Redflag! Opla sanji who's a total hypocrite, he would flirt with girls, touch girls, sleep around and still think he got any rights to get jealous or angry when you even talk for "too long" with a man
Redflag! Opla sanji who's too awfully possessive, would catch another man brushing his hand over yours or move a strand of your hair from your face and would comepley go mad and tries to beat the guy up if you dont stop him
Redflag! Opla sanji that will fall in love with you deeply, because you are kind, gentle, sweet, selfless, because you remind him of his mother, because you see him...yet still wont start a serious relationship because he knows he will break your heart
Redflag! Opla sanji whos too overprotective and may start to become too controlling, like luffy telling you to do smt and before you can even reply he reply for you and tell luffy to tell someone else to do it cause its too dangerous
Redflag! Opla zoro that would deny his feelings for you for years
Redflag! Opla zoro who's emotionally distant ,Even if he cares deeply, he might act like he doesn’t which will make you so confused as his actions may show concern but nothing else does, so most of the time you feel stupid for even thinking there could be something
Redflag! Opla zoro whos extremely overprotective even if you are strong enough to handle yourself, for example him ordering asking you to stay on the ship while they go check on the island
Redflag! Opla zoro who is the type to get silently jealous, never show it and instead he gets quiet, tense, and distant, and may turn grumpy or even mean to you afterwards even tho he knows you didnt do anything wrong he still feel too angry
