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bumfuzzleiii · 1 month

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Soft Currents

zoro & waking up together

❤︎ roronoa zoro x reader ❤︎

𖤐₊˚.༄ (fluff) 𖤐₊˚.༄

(written with fem reader in mind, but no pronouns mentioned)

cw: soft, sleepy zoro, established relationship, body worship, kissing.

summary: you wake up before zoro & admire him while he sleeps. ♡︎

word count: ~800

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Soft Currents

The blankets cocooning your half-sleeping form provide warmth and comfort, but pale in comparison to the embrace of the swordsman's strong arms holding you close. As the sun timidly emerges from behind wispy sea clouds, its gentle rays lazily filter through the fluttering curtains of your shared bedroom.

You shift gently, turning to behold Zoro as he sleeps, his chiseled features softened only slightly by the delicate dance of morning light.

As you hum softly to yourself, your fingers trace a delicate path along the rhythmic rise and fall of his bare chest. Despite the lightness of your touch, a barely-there graze, the warmth of his skin seeps into your fingertips and sends heat rushing through your veins.

Your fingers continue their languid journey, the remnants of sleep evident in the leisurely pace of your movements as you trace a path from his chest, up the gentle curve of his neck, and along the sharp contours of his jawline.

Eventually, you find yourself drawn closer, your head resting upon his warm, scarred chest. From this intimate vantage point, your curious fingers dance upwards, drawn to the glint of his three dangling gold earrings. Gently toying with each one, you feel the weight of the metal against your skin, admiring the way they catch the morning light and cast delicate reflections across the room.

You find solace in the strong, steady rhythm of his heartbeat, each thud a reassuring presence, your only companion in the gentle passage of time as Zoro continues to snore softly beneath you.

As the morning progresses, the sunlight begins to assert itself, gradually seeping through the gaps in the fluttering curtains. At first, it's a timid presence, casting faint tendrils of light that dance across the room, painting delicate patterns on the walls and floor. But the golden rays grow bolder with each passing moment, gradually intensifying in both warmth and luminosity as you continue to gently caress the swordsman’s toned figure.

You trace the lines of his strong jaw, marveling at the rugged masculinity softened by the morning light. Your fingers linger over his faint scars, marks that tell silent stories of battles won and challenges overcome, each imperfection a testament to his strength and resilience.

Brushing aside a stray lock of his green hair to reveal the serene expression on his sleeping face; there’s a vulnerability in his slumber, a stark contrast to the fierce warrior you know him to be. Yet, it’s in these quiet moments between linens that you find yourself most captivated, cherishing the intimacy of sharing this space with him.

As the sun ascends higher in the sky, its brilliance becomes more pronounced, bathing the room in a soft, ethereal glow. The once-muted colors of the furnishings come alive under its touch, infused with a radiant warmth that fills the space with a sense of vitality.

As the sunlight gently caresses his face, Zoro's eyes begin to flutter open, the warm glow of morning coaxing him from his slumber.

He stirs a bit, still in the midst of waking, before turning to you, a small smile tugging at his lips as he meets your gaze.

It's a fleeting sight; his first and potentially only smile of the day, but one you cherish dearly, for it radiates with unparalleled genuineness. It's a smile upon waking, perhaps the most authentic expression one can offer.

With a soft yawn, he turns to face you, intertwining his fingers with yours as he gazes sleepily into your eyes. A contented smile graces his lips before he speaks, his voice still laced with drowsiness,

“Been awake for long?”

As he shifts closer, you feel the warmth of his touch, a gentle reassurance in the quiet of the morning. Only then do you mimic his yawn, as if just waking up yourself, a subtle guise to conceal the moments you spent admiring him while waiting for him to awaken.

"Mm, no," you murmur softly, "just woke up, too," the white lie slips effortlessly from your lips before you press a tender kiss against his.

His lips turn upwards into a smile against yours, a gentle heat radiating from his blushing face.

As you pull away, his gaze flickers down to where your fingers had been playing with his earrings earlier, a playful glint dancing in his eyes.

"You know, if you keep fiddling with those, I might just have to get you a pair” he teases.

A deep, red-hot blush rushes to your cheeks as he squeezes your hand in acknowledgement, making you tug the sheets over your head in embarrassment.

He chuckles and ruffles your hair through the blankets,

“Then maybe you won't have to be so sneaky with your admiration, hmm?”

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bumfuzzleiii · 1 month

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It’s practically 2014 and you guys still don’t know how to google if an article is real or not before giving it 100,000 notes

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I think something abt luffy that makes him so enchanting is that he's introduced as being very silly and goofy, and you kind of expect him to be humbled or experience the harsh reality of what being a pirate actually means (cruelty, theft, actually being a bad person etc.) and have to adjust his world view, but then fucked up things start happening and he's still silly and goofy about it and you find that he actually wasn't sheltered at all and he is just a little fucked up himself, but still happy and loving

and then its Everyone Else who has to adjust to what his idea of a pirate is bc he keeps winning and they're just like "yeah okay. whatever. I guess thats what this is in now."

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