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GUYS I PROMISE I READ YOUR REQUESTS AND IM WORKING ON THEM!! PLEASE HAVE PATIENCE WITH ME I WRITE SLOW ❤️

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“All is fair in love and war, but I can’t fight with you anymore,,”

(Song: Allies or enemies by The Crane Wives)

OP men and their reaction to an argument, where m!reader gets upset and avoids them.

Including: Mihawk, Kaku

Warnings: angst, m!reader, hurt/comfort, minor cursing, SPOILERS FOR WATER SEVEN/ENIES LOBBY

MIHAWK

- Only reason he would end up arguing with you is for doing something he specifically asked you not to, that could have resulted in you being hurt. Mayybeee also if you’re being too ignorant about things too.

“I said I was sorry! Nothing happened so it’s really not that serious!” You shout at Mihawk. He was agitated and ended up arguing with you after you had followed him into a particularly risky battle.

“Really? And what if I had cut you in half! I could have killed you, THEY would have killed you.” Mihawk snaps. He’s never raised his voice or talked to you with such an aggressive tone, and to be honest it scares you a bit.

As he continues to chew you out, belittling your own ability to stay alive, practically insulting your skills as he gives every reason that he wanted you to listen. You eventually snap.

“Mihawk I’m not a fucking child!” You shout.

And that’s when he realized how much he screwed up. He tried to quickly apologize,

“Look, love, I’m sorry, I know I was being a little har-“

But you were having none of it. You closed the door in the golden-eyed man’s face.

Throughout a week period, you avoided him. Mihawk respected it for the time being, but didn’t enjoy the fact that you treated his presence like a vile plague.

Eventually, he couldn’t stand it anymore, and cornered you in the library.

“I’m sorry, please. I know I can’t control everything you do, I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

It was the first time you’ve ever heard desperation in the warlord’s voice. You looked at him your eyes heavy with sorrow; and pulled him close to you.

“I’m sorry. I know you just wanted to protect me, I just want to show you that I can protect myself, though.”

KAKU

- Kaku would literally be too perfect in a relationship to do something that would cause an argument. Oh, besides the fact that he was a secret government agent that nearly assassinated your beloved mayor and friend. Excluding that.

You were furious with Kaku after learning of his betrayal in Water 7. Paulie and Iceburg felt obligated to tell you, especially since you were together for the past five years.

You cried through the next few weeks, only stopping to celebrate when you learned the strawhat crew had managed to get Nico Robin back, and escape relatively unscathed.

After the Luffy and his crew left Water 7 for good, you felt numbed inside. The person you had been with for the past five years worked for the government, and no less attempted to assassinate your close friend Iceburg.

One night, while you were in one of the back allies so you could dispose of your trash; there was a loud thud. You quickly turned around, spotting a tall figure in black clothes.

Instinctively, you grab the carving knife you always kept in your pocket.

“Who’s there!”

You demand, not letting your voice waver for a second.

But when the “stranger” lifted his head, your heart dropped.

“Kaku?” You croaked, your eyes welling up with tears.

“Hello.” He said, shifting awkwardly a few yards away from you.

Your sadness quickly flared up into anger as you remembered why he left in the first place.

“How could you do this, Kaku?!” You shouted, it felt like your voice was ripping through your throat as you spoke. “I trusted you, everyone trusted you!”

You couldn’t keep your tears from running down your face as sobs wracked your body.

You felt arms wrap around you warmly, pulling you close.

“I’m so sorry, honey, please,” Kaku’s voice cracked as he spoke, “I didn’t want to, please believe me. I didn’t. I just don’t have a choice anymore.”

You cried, hitting and punching at his chest. Kaku took the hits sucking in through his teeth as he held back tears.

“Please, I’m sorry. I’m sorry my dear.” He choked out.

You grip his arms roughly, your hands shaking with the gesture.

“I forgive you.”

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Y’all are doomed to RE fanfiction now that I’ve seen this post (I have several sitting in my drafts)

Do you ever just like. Scream and cry about the parallels between Ethan and Piers. Both young men who put their faith in Chris, and who he ultimately failed. Who both sacrificed themselves for the people they cared about/the greater good. Both of who Chris had to watch die.

Anyway have this edit it’s two am and I’ve worked myself up into hysterics

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“I’ve been meaning to tell you, I think that your house is haunted…”

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(This is a very big self comfort, but I’m going to post it just in case there’s anyone out there dealing with the same things who need love too. Even if you don’t read this, remember that you are a loved and valuable person, and never let anyone make you think otherwise.)

Pairing: Portgas D Ace x M!reader

Warnings(s): PTSD, Panic Attacks, religious trauma, verbal abuse, cursing, manipulation, father issues, very-big-hurt/comfort (most of these are just mentions of!)

(None of the warnings are things that Ace does/says to reader)

“Hey, what’s the matter with you lately?”

Ace looked at you, though his tone seemed somewhat hard you could tell he was concerned.

And you understood why.

You looked like the dead, your eyes were bloodshot, eyebags so dark you could probably see them from across the ship. Which was, to put it simply, very unnatural and somewhat unnerving.

“I’m fine.” You lied.

You know you haven’t been even close to fine. You couldn’t sleep. Although, it was more that you were afraid to sleep.

You afraid to see things again after that night. After that one island you and Ace had stopped at.

You nearly fell to the ground you felt so weak. When you saw it. The church.

The one your dad had you go to as a child.

The place that you put your whole faith, and whole life into. Just for everything to abandon you.

It made you think, was the “savior” even there for you to begin with?

You shook your head, snapping back to the situation in front of you. Ace’s eyes were burning holes into the back of your head.

“I know some things are hard, but I’d prefer if you didn’t lie to me.”

Ace’s voice was quiet. He kept looking at you, his dark hair shading his brown eyes as they bore into you, awaiting a response.

To be honest, you did want to tell Ace. You wanted to tell him everything, how your father ruined your life, how he made you believe that he was never hurting you.

And you believed the lying bitch.

For the longest time, you let yourself believe every damned lie, but when you finally pointed it out, it was too late for you.

There wasn’t anything you could do to “fix” it. You couldn’t wait for a father who hurt his kid in the worst way possible, but still believed he was a good man.

“I can’t.” Your voice cracked as you held back tears, “I can’t, Ace.”

He noticed your quickly deteriorating composure and brought you into a nearby room. Ace knew it was hard enough to be vulnerable to him, he didn’t want to expose your broken sentiment to the rest of the crew.

You sobbed as you felt Ace pull you into his arms, rocking you back and forth, trying to calm you down.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

Ace said softly,

“Just know I don’t think less of you for this. Men cry. It’s healthy. There’s nothing wrong with needing to let it out.”

Your breathing was strained as you struggled to pull the words out of your mouth, “Th-thank you.”

You hiccuped, pulling away from the embrace and swiping the tears from your eyes, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Ace.”

The black haired man frowned, “Why are you apologizing? Don’t apologize.”

He reached over and rubbed your shoulder, “Look, you don’t have to tell me what exactly what happened. All I ask is that you let me know that something affects you this much.” He pats your shoulder, letting his hand down,

“I know what it’s like to be unable to sleep at night, not because your scared, but because you know what happens when you close your eyes.”

You swallow, nodding your head.

After five or more minutes of standing in awkward silence, you take a chance and start to explain what happened to you as a kid. What you saw on the last island that set you off, why you couldn’t sleep.

Ace listened tentatively, not ever interrupting. Once you were done you stood in silence once more.

“Thank you for telling me.” Ace said gently, he brought you into another embrace, rocking you side to side in a soothing manner.

You truly felt relaxed, for the first time. You had a feeling with the support of Ace you could continue to feel that way.

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I think your writing style si wonderful! If you're willing, I'd like yo request somethingfirm Smoker from One Piece, anything would be nice! Even if You don't write about it, I appreciate You reading My request. And keep writing, You do it amazing!

I'm writing this with Google Translate, so please excuse any translation errors.

Thank you so much! I personally love smoker so this request is something I’d love to write 🩷

How it Begins

SMOKER X M!READER HCS

Warnings: marine reader, m!reader, Smoker is in de nile, reader is a little dumb but cocky at the same time, relationship headcannons, sexuality headcannons

- Definitely took this man forever to even admit his feelings

- Before you officially got together, it was obvious to almost everyone (except himself) that he had feelings for you

- if you pointed out his soft spot for you it was rewarded with an extra week of chores and a “You don’t know what you’re talkin’ about kid.”

- Which has landed you with a total of two months of excess chores at some point, mostly because you kept being insistent on it:

“Admit it, you like me captain!” You jeer, leaning back in your chair across from Smoker.

“F’ ya don’t shut up I’m giving you a month of extra work.” He growled, gripping his drink. But you got a little cocky, grinning when you noticed how his face was slightly tinted pink.

“Sureee,” you cackle, “That’s why you freaked out last week when I had to go to the infirmary for a *broken leg*.” You raise an eyebrow, “Which wasn’t even broken, just hurt like hell. Wasn’t even bleeding and you acted all like I was dyin’”

Smoker slammed his drink down on the table, earning a surprised look from nearby marines. “That was only because you act all dramatic, ya idiot. How was I supposed to know you weren’t dyin when you howled like you’ve been stabbed!” He retorted, but when he saw your unconvinced face he huffed.

“Get out of my face. You have an extra month of mopping the deck for being a nuisance.”

When you argued he added another week, which turned into another whole month as you continued to protest.

- Smoker did actually admit his feelings once he thought it was his last chance

- AKA you were both on the battlefield and he thought you were going to die. But once you recovered in the hospital and reminded him of his confession, he told you (unseriously) that he wished you stayed in the coma

- needless to say after a lonnnnggggg discussion about feelings, and a minor talk about the fact that Smoker hasn’t had romantic feelings for a man before:

- After you and Smoker grew closer he was comfortable enough to reveal that he felt that he was simply unlabeled or demiromantic.

“I guess, I don’t know. I just like someone, not in specific ways, I feel like it’s just a click.” He said, sitting on the edge of his bed as he spoke to you.

You sigh and sit next to him, “I don’t know why you’re all worked up about this. You don’t owe me an answer, or anything about that.” You assure him.

- After some time the two of you became more physically affectionate, to the notice of other marines

- But, if any of them were to even attempt say anything he’d give them a glare sharp enough to cut up any words they might have to say

- He was more loving with you behind closed doors, once work was done for the day and he could have you to himself in your (now shared) bunk.

- Smoker loved when he could wrap his arms around you with no one else to see

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i dont hate you guys i swear i just have really shitty memory

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Hey guys!!

PSA about the next two weeks, I am currently involved in a theatre production, and exam week is coming up. So I am sorry to say that the writings I’ve been working on won’t be posted any time soon (at least for the next two weeks)

I hope you all understand!

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Thank you to everyone who recently sent in requests, and all my new followers. I love that people enjoy my content, and know I’m working on some more original content and requests to post soon!

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Hey! I really like your writing style. Thanks for your posts. Maybe you could do some zoroxreader with zoro getting all jealous when others ask out the reader?

Thank you so much!! And of course! Jealous Zoro literally has me giggling kicking my feet (I’m so down bad for that man)

Jealous, jealous, jealous boy

JEALOUS ZORO X GN READER

(A bit self indulgent tbh)

Warnings: Jealous Zoro, Gn reader (referred to as a tad more masc though), reader likes to mess with Zoro a bit, mild cursing, fluff

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“Scus’ me handsome thing.”

The stranger has his hand wavering over your shoulder as he smiled at you. Next to you, Zoro scowled.

“Do you mind? We’re trying to take care of some things, get lost.”

Zoro sounded pissed off, but you couldn’t tell if it was due to your supply trip being interrupted, or if he was jealous of the people who were getting handsy with you. The man frowned a bit and turned around, choosing to avoid confrontation with the swordsman. Zoro huffed and turned back to the ship supply stand.

“I wish people would keep their damn hands to themselves.” He muttered angrily.

You giggled slightly to yourself, it was all really funny to you. You didn’t even give the strangers who stared or goggled at you the time of day, yet Zoro was so ticked off by it. He turned to you, hearing your amused laughter.

“What? What’s so funny y/n?”

Zoro had a scowl on his face but you knew his annoyance wasn’t directed at you.

“N-nothing.” You held in another laugh. You covered your mouth as little chortles and snorts slipped through your lips.

Zoro sighed and shook his head, signaling for you to keep following him through the market. It didn’t take long for another stranger, this time a woman, to stop and flirt with you.

You politely brushed her off but Zoro still had that annoyed expression on his face.

By the time your supply trip was finished and you were at the base of the plank, three more people had stopped you entirely to talk. While there was a random number of cat-callers and flirtatious comments.

Once you helped Zoro organize all of the ropes and repair items, he tugged you by your hand to your shared bunk.

As soon as the door shut behind you Zoro had his arms around your shoulders, hugging you from behind.

“You really need to start being more assertive when you tell people off.” He grumbled.

You laughed, gently patting his arm.

“I don’t care about them Zoro.”

He sighed, letting go of your shoulders, “I know, but it just…”

“Makes you jealous?” You raised an eyebrow.

“No!” His face got red as he lied, “It’s just annoying is all.”

You chuckled to yourself and sat on the bed, patting the bed next to you.

“Okay, let’s just take a nap then. We did have a bit of a long day.” You smile.

Zoro mumbles in agreement as he drags his feet, walking to the bed. He flops on the bed next to you, making the mattress creak. Once you lay down next to him he wraps his arm tightly around you and pulls you close to him.

“Maybe I was a little jealous.” He grumbles, “But it’s not my fault that you have all those weirdos ogling over you.”

You yawned a hum of amusement as you cuddled back against your partner, his breath now brushing against the top of your head.

“I still wouldn’t choose them over you, Zoro.”

You can hear him let out a sigh of contentment behind you, his grip around your waist loosening slightly. After a few minutes you tilt your head back, seeing his eyes closed as he was dead asleep.

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Hey, I hope you're okay. I would like yo request sole headcanons of Zoro and/or Sanji in a relationship with a male Reader. I hope it doesn't cause any inconvenience!

Absolutely!! I love requests so it was definitely not an inconvenience ❤️

ZORO / SANJI X MALE READER HCS

Warnings: teeth rotting fluff, mild cursing, Zoro is a tad jealous, sexuality hcs, male reader, teensy bit of angst (internalized homophobia), mentions of smoking

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ZORO

-Listen to me when I say that this man is 1000% MLM, gay, a homo

-Open about it in the way he doesn’t care who knows, or what people say

-Hasn’t been in many relationships because he considers them a lifetime commitment, he takes it very seriously in believes in both expressing love/emotions, while growing with one another

-At first he kind of treated it a bit like a job, but not in a negative way, he just wasn’t sure how to express emotions

-He would try to talk to you, but felt awkward if he didn’t know how to respond (mostly because what he had to say was how to fix it, and if you didn’t do it he knew he would get frustrated with you)

-After some time expressing emotion became a lot easier, he became a lot more comfortable with talking about things

-Love language is definitely quality time, acts of service, and physical touch

-He likes to take naps together with you, either using your chest as his pillow or vise-versa

-Anyone who would ever want to say something bad about your relationship is too scared to actually say anything

-Has some odd/different ways of showing affection

-sometimes he might give you food off his plate, or randomly lay his arm over your shoulder

-He also loves it when you train with him

-you don’t even have to do any actual training, you could just help him out by sitting on his back while he does pushups (at first he would just claim it’s because he needed a better workout, but over time it became an odd bonding activity)

-Wasn’t really sure how dates “worked” at first, but after figuring it out (asking Sanji) he would take you on dates at least once or twice a month

-His dates at first would be things he thought you would enjoy (aka crazy training exercises), but once he was able to figure out the things you liked he would bring you to those instead

-Would probably pretend to not like certain things (like romantic dinners/Watching a movie together), but would internally enjoy them so, so much.

-Would try to cook for you sometimes. Heavy emphasis on try (he wasn’t allowed in the kitchen for weeks)

SANJI

-This poor cook is definitely a Bisexual in denial

-Probably has some internalized homophobia due to his upbringing :( (but he would never let you know or take it out on you EVER, he would take that shit to the grave before ever considering that)

-Once he was able to work through that, he was much more comfortable with his sexuality.

-He would be a little unsure about how to express love with another man at first, but quickly warmed up

-He would cook food for you whenever you even hinted at being hungry, and would treat the dishes he made you with more care than even the girls’ plates

-Sanji would treat you more with the kindness he shows girls, rather than the way he would talk to Luffy, Zoro, or any other male crewmate

-He would be absolutely enamored by you, just looking at you would make his day better

-His love language is pretty much every love language to exist

-Constantly works with acts of service with how much he cooks for you, and would buy clothes or anything you wanted (gift giving)

-Always tells you how much he loves and appreciates you, all the time, and he loves it even more if it happens to make you flustered

-He would also try to share his cigarettes with you, but if you didn’t smoke, or had any issue with smelling it, he would either stop smoking entirely or make sure he smoked when he wasn’t around you

-Sanji loves to be near or around you as much as possible, if he’s cooking he wouldn’t even mind you asking to help, even if you accidentally messed something up

-Dates with this man are the most romantic shit ever

-Roses, candle lit dinner, expensive gifts, cuddles afterwards

-He truly thinks of every little detail when you two go on dates

-He’ll even restrain from kicking peoples’ asses when they annoy him to avoid ruining the mood

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This is a cry for help, please please PLEASE give me some requests.

Only rules I have!

I write for mlm/nblm (absolutely okay with doing trans/ftm readers as well)

- no nsfw

- no “dead dove do not eat” type of things

- I prefer not to write character death, but I don’t mind doing it just for small little angst things

Thank you to anyone who submits a request!

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Heya portace i hope your doing well ,I would love to request ace x male reader thats loves to touch ace pecs all the time.Have a good day!

Ofc!!

Ace x M!reader who loves touching his pecs (honestly I see the appeal of doing that)

Warnings: M!reader, fluff, reader has an odd obsession with Ace’s pecs (me too tbh), reader is referred to as you/yours mostly, reader is also mentioned as Ace’s bf

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-Honestly he’d so feed into it

-Fuels his ego that you love his muscles (especially his pecs)

“Ya like me that much? Are my muscles really that awesome y/n?” He chuckled as he draped his arm over your shoulder.

-One word for them; pillows

Ace was a little caught off guard when you outright pressed your face onto his chest while you cuddled. He just laughed, “Well I hope you’re comfortable there, because you’re not moving now.” He wrapped his arms around you so you could wriggle or move from your spot on top of him, not that you would want to anyways.

-Sometimes sleeps with a shirt but does it even less often now that he knows how much you love his pecs

-He’ll find every excuse to not have his clothes on anyways, but knowing you’re looking at him even more because of his strong pecs he’s even more determined to be shirtless all the time

-Might be a little surprised when you first start touching them whenever, but now he’s just embraced it

-Sitting down drinking, when you come up behind him and just squeeze his pecs while you hug him from behind has been a normal part of his routine now

-So has you sleeping on his chest like it’s the most comfortable pillow in the world

-Overall I feel like he just wouldn’t care, why shouldn’t you love his pecs? He’s pretty awesome and muscular so it’s only natural, especially since you’re his boyfriend. Not liking them would be a wound to his pride.

-So yes, keep complimenting him on how strong he is, and keep squishing his pecs like they’re stress toys, the man doesn’t give two shits. If anything, he enjoys the attention.

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“Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine,”

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(Song: ‘Cherry Wine’ by Hozier)

SANJI X MALE/GN READER

Summary: Sanji takes care of reader after they get sick from the cold weather.

Warnings: Fluff, domestic fluff, established relationships, Sanji is an absolute prince, male reader, minor sickness, can also be read as GN reader, some pet names (honey, love, etc)

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You coughed as you sat up in the creaking bed, groaning as you felt the light pierce your eyes like knives.

Sanji yawns as he wakes beside you, his arm finding it’s way around your waist.

“Good morning, darling.”

Sanji yawns again, stretching his legs out a bit. He opened his eyes, noticing your ill state.

“Love, you look sick. What’s wrong?”

He questions you, sitting up and inspecting your face. Placing his hand on your forehead he feels the hot fever.

“Oh hell! You’re burning up!” Sanji comments with worry, “It’s probably because that stupid Luffy had you go out in that cold yesterday! Tsk!”

“It’s really okay,” you try to insist, but sneeze right afterwards.

Sanji huffs, “No, you’re staying in bed today, sir. I’m going to make you some soup and tea, and send Chopper down here to give you a check-up. Now stay!”

You groan in complaint but remain in the bed as Sanji left to make you food.

A few minutes later the door creaked open and you could hear the soft clacking of Chopper’s hooves. He scurried to the side of your bed and struggled over the edge.

Huffing, Chopper said, “You really do look sick y/n.” He took his paw and gently patted your forehead before taking your temperature.

Chopper made a face of surprise upon seeing it and scolded you, “Y/n! You why didn’t you come to me sooner!” He dug through his bag and handed you a small bottle.

“Drink this! You should feel better in a few days!”

You take the bottle and thank Chopper, giving him a soft pat on the head before sending him off.

After the door closed again, you inspected the bottle. The fluid inside was a soft purple color, and it smelled rather good. You quickly drank it, gagging when you realized how terrible it tastes.

Just as you tossed the empty bottle into a nearby barrel, Sanji walked into the room. On his arm was a large round plate with a dish of soup, bread, tea, and water. Your mouth watered from the smell alone.

“Chicken gnocchi soup, with my own special touches, and some mint tea to help your throat.” Sanji explained softly, setting the food down on the bedside table.

“Are you well enough to feed yourself?” Sanji asked genuinely, but with a coy undertone.

You scoffed, “Yes Sanji, I can lift a spoon to my mouth and eat.”

He sighed, as if he was hoping he could feed you the food he made. Your stomach grumbles as you look at the bowl of warm soup.

Carefully, you lift the spoon to your mouth and take a bite, melting from the deliciousness of it.

“Mmmmm, ‘s good.” You mumble with the spoon in your mouth. Your throat felt soothed already from the savory soup broth.

Sanji chuckled, “Of course.”

You ate almost all of your soup in a few minutes, saving a few drops to dip your bread in. The loaf was soft and warm, soaking in the broth of the mouthwatering soup well.

Once you were done with your food and began sipping the minty tea, Sanji cleared the dishes quickly and returned to the room.

“Do you feel better, love?”

You place down the cup of tea gently on the nightstand and rub the back of Sanji’s head affectionately, “Yes, I feel much better honey.”

Sanji grinned happily as you ran your hand through his golden blond hair, pausing to linger on his neck as you let out a soft sigh and lean close to him. You rest your forehead on his chest and before you know it you’ve fallen back asleep.

“Ohhh, what am I to do with you?” Sanji sighs affectionately.

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Introduction post/boundaries,,

Intro: 🍒

Hey! I’m Cherry and if you couldn’t tell this is mostly an acc for me to post fanfiction/hcs I write (I might post some of my art as well)

I’m a biromantic man, but this account is mostly for mlm writings.

>Open to requests!!

Fandoms I write for:

-One Piece

-Spiderman

-Supernatural

-Resident Evil

-Stardew Valley

-Call of Duty

-JJK

Original writing subjects:

-Vampire/Werewolf AUS

-coffee shop AUS

-Modern AUS

-high-school AUS

I will…

Love to write

-Fluff

-Hurt/comfort

-Angst

-Relationship headcannons

-Sfw

- SOME nsfw (I have very specific boundaries with what I am okay writing when it comes to nsfw, so I ask that you only request nsfw if it’s nothing too heavy)

Will NOT write

-heavy Smut

-most NSFW

-noncon

-most dark themes/dead dove do not eat

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Short shitpost

Cuddle/sleeping hc’s for Shanks, Ace, Sanji, and Zoro

Warnings(?): Fluff, reader gets lots of cuddles, male reader, mild cursing

SHANKS

-loud ass snoring

-no, literally, this man definitely mouth breathes as he sleeps

-doesn’t take time to get comfortable, just flops down and passes out

-he’ll use his arm to hold you next to him, or if you move a lot in your sleep he’ll lay on you and tuck his arm underneath so he doesn’t lose his grip

-would also like it when you lay your head on his shoulder when he sleeps on his back

-so much easier on his arm and very comfortable

-If he sees you fell asleep somewhere unconventional, he’ll let out a sigh before tucking his arm around your waist and carrying you to bed, chuckling a bit afterwards

-Shanks will definitely tease you about it after you wake up, but for now he’ll let you enjoy your sleep

ACE

-Doesn’t snore often but you can hear him grunt and toss around in his sleep nearly every day

-has talked a few times in his sleep, mostly when you’re trying to get him up

-Spread eagle sleeper

-All over the bed, there’s no your half or his half, he’s everywhere

-If he’s feeling cuddly (which is almost all the time), he’ll spoon you or hug you

-He likes spooning you more so he can just completely cover you with himself.

-Not above flopping down on top of you if you don’t give him attention.

-His bed hardly has any blankets, his reason?

“I’ll just keep you warm”

-you don’t even get the chance to fall asleep anywhere besides a bed

-the second he sees you nodding off a bit he’ll insist that you go to bed right away.

-If you keep telling him no or that you’re fine he’ll just sling you over his shoulder and bring you to bed anyways

SANJI

-In the bed you are treated like a PRINCE

-Not enough pillows? Blankets? He’ll get up (even in the middle of the night) and get more

-Loves to press his face to your neck and just wrap his arms around you.

-the feeling of your breathing on his head is just so comforting to him

-Sometimes he’ll sit up on his arm and watch you sleep until he grows tired himself.

-He doesn’t smoke in his room since it would make the bed reek, but you can still smell the faint smell of smoke (it def smells really nice in small amounts)

-Would also love love LOVE when you fall asleep on top of him, just let him hold you there and he’d be beyond happy

-If he sees you fall asleep in the kitchen while you stay up with him to cook, he’ll just smile and tuck a blanket over you before finishing up

-Then he lifts you up bridal style and brings you to bed, peppering your forehead with kisses as he tucks you in

ZORO

-He also snores, not all the time though

-Sleeps anywhere he feels like it, but when he does sleep in his bed he’s a pretty solid sleeper

-Which isn’t good when he’s got his arm around you and you can’t get up

-Death grip cuddler, you aren’t leaving unless he wants you to

-He loves it when you initiate it, just lay your head on his shoulder and he’ll be happy

-Also loves to just press his face to the middle of your torso and wrap both his arms around your waist

-Doesn’t move or roll in his sleep, but every once in awhile he may roll onto his back to get more comfortable

-Man definitely talks in his sleep sometimes, you could have a whole conversation before realizing he wasn’t even conscious for any of it

-Has occasionally shoved you away thinking you were Luffy trying to wake him up

-If he sees you fall asleep anywhere that isn’t the bed he’ll lightly scold you for not going to bed if you were tired, but only after he carries you like a sack of potatoes to bed so you can sleep properly.

[cherrryxx]

“Did you get enough love, my little dove why do you cry?”

(Song: Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens)

M!reader goes to OP boys for comfort after being scared from a thunderstorm.

Including: Law, Shanks, Mihawk

Warnings: mild angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, DOMESTIC FLUFF(!!), implied trauma, reader has cptsd/ptsd, reader is part of Law/Shanks crew (Shares castle with Mihawk), can be read as romantic or platonic!!, also y/n is used once or twice sooo

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TRAFALGAR LAW

You jumped out of your bed, startled by the loud rumbling. Despite being underwater in a sub, the sound of the threatening thunder was still potent. You shivered under your covers, loud noises were always upsetting to you, but thunderstorms were the worst.

Getting out of your bunk, you crept across the quiet and empty halls, it seemed everyone else was asleep. You started towards the kitchen, hoping to get a calming cup of tea, when another crack of thunder shakes the sub.

You fall to the floor covering your ears. You lay there for a few minutes before the sound of footsteps makes you lift your head.

“What are you doing?”

Law looks down at you on the floor, with a mild look of disdain.

Quickly getting up you brush yourself off, “It’s nothing, I just… tripped.” You lie poorly.

Law gives you a look as if he didn’t feel like questioning you at the moment, “Alright,” he sighs, “You heading to the kitchen?”

You nod as you awkwardly to walk to the pantry, inspecting the shelves for the small tin of dried leaves. Shit. There’s no more tea.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, you turn around.

KRRRRKKKK

You quickly dodge under the table as the sub shakes again. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to calm your breathing as your panic nearly grabs ahold of you.

You see Law’s legs appear beside the table and he peers down at you, dark eyes inspecting your face.

“I thought you said nothing was wrong? Don’t lie to me, I’m a doctor, and I can very well see that something isn’t right with you.”

He said flatly. You nod and shakily get up from under the table.

“ m’ sorry.” You mutter, “I just… really hate thunderstorms. The noise…” you trail off.

Law gives you a look of sympathy, “I can see that.” He comments.

He pauses for a moment.

“Do you want to sleep in my room?”

You look at him, unsure if you heard him correctly, “What?”

Law sighs, “I said, ‘do you want to sleep in my room?’”

You sit for a moment, registering his offer, and nod slightly.

Law pats your shoulder and gestures for you to follow him. You’ve never been to his room so it felt odd entering it, especially in theses circumstances.

“I don’t bite.” Law says as he lays flat on his back, pulling his cap over his eyes, “C’mere.” He pats the bed next to him gently.

You lay awkwardly in the bed next to him. It did feel much better. Being next to someone helped a lot.

As you start to drift off to sleep, Law pulls the blanket up to your shoulder and pats your back gently. The motions are as comforting as they are soothing.

“Thank you.” You whisper quietly.

Law grunts in response, letting out a yawn as he rolls to his side, falling into his own sleepiness.

Through the night you end up closer to Law, and he lazily throws an arm over you, snoring gently.

The thunderstorm didn’t scare you anymore, as the safety of your captain’s blankets and kindness kept you safe.

SHANKS

You stumble across the rocking deck, struggling to keep your balance as you shakily dodge into the nearest bunk.

You were shivering and wet, having the appearance of a ‘soggy cat’; as your cocky captain would often tell you.

You sneeze and start to disrobe your wet clothes when a deep rumble echos through the air. Freezing in fear, you stare with wide eyes through the ship’s window into the cascading sea.

You were well aware of the grand line’s unpredictable weather, but it didn’t change how much you loathed thunder. The loud cracking would leave you shaking on the floor in fear at best, and panic attacks at the worst.

You only managed to get your pants barely on, just before another, louder, crack of thunder resonated through the air.

Letting out a gasp of fear you dive into the nearest bed, clamping a pillow over your head.

There’s a creaking and a sound of louder rainfall as the door opens and closes again.

“What’s this?”

It was the voice of your captain, Shanks.

He lifts the blanket over you and smirks down, “Hello there.” But once he sees your panicked state his face quickly changes to sympathy and worry.

He wraps his arm over your shoulder and gently pulls your clammy form to a sitting position.

“Hey hey, tell me what’s wrong?”

Shanks rubs your shoulder soothingly.

“I’m sorry, I’m so pathetic.” You wipe away the forming tears from the corner of your eyes, “I’m a pirate on the grand line and I can’t even tolerate the sound of thunder.” Your voice cracked slightly.

Shanks smiled comfortingly, “Everyone has things that may seem like a silly fear, but I know you’re not a coward. After all, you’re still here aren’t you?”

He pats your back, “Just because things from the past bite you in the ass sometimes doesn’t make you weak. It is better to learn to work past that, but those things take time.”

Using his arm he pulls your face to his shoulder, “C’mon, you can stay with me tonight if it will help.”

Shanks rubs your head gently as you nod in agreement. Waiting for the storm to calm, he takes you through the lower deck to his room.

By now you felt much calmer, and much more secure from Shanks’s reassurance. You’ve had to share a room and bed with the red hair pirate before, so you didn’t feel too out of place laying down next to your captain.

Shanks grabs your arm and tugs you over to his side of the bed, making sure you were still comfortable.

You could hear him start to snore rather quickly, and despite its annoying sound, you fell asleep soon after. Your brow resting against his collarbone as you nodded off to sleep.

MIHAWK

You sat in the library, silently reading a novel you had recently taken interest in, when there was the sound of a deep rumble from the sky.

Getting up quickly, you look outside the large window to see a large, quickly approaching, storm-cloud. You let out a soft sigh and start to walk to the inner castle, you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the noise or shaking that close to the exterior.

On your way to the sitting room, you bump into Mihawk.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You say quickly to the hawk-eyed man.

“No troubles, where are you heading off to in such a hurry?”

Mihawk’s penetrating eyes gazed at you while he talked, as if he were trying to read your deepest thoughts.

“Nothing important, I’m just not fond of thunderstorms so I try to stay in the center of the castle.” You try to explain dismissively.

Mihawk lets out a questing sigh as he looks to you, “I suppose that makes sense, allow me to join you?”

You hesitate, but accept his invitation as he follows you to the sitting room.

You let out a soft sigh as you lean back and close your eyes in a plush chair close to the warm fire. Thunder booms through the castles stone halls and you flinch slightly, opening an eye as if you were checking for danger.

Mihawk takes notice and watches you curiously and silently.

“It’s rather late.” He comments nonchalantly, “It would be beneficial to both of us to begin preparing for bed now.”

You clam up a bit, not enthused by the idea of being alone in the loud and boisterous storm.

“Well, it seems a bit early to bed.”

You try to say as convincingly but leisurely as possible.

Mihawk’s golden eyes roll over to you, inspecting your mannerisms and expression. “Hmmm.” He hums.

“Or is it that you don’t want me to go and leave you alone?”

Crap, he really could read minds. You look away, slightly ashamed.

“Storms aren’t so bad… but they feel worse when I’m alone.” You whisper quietly.

The dark haired man looks at you inquisitively, “Well, just say that first next time.”

He waves a hand dismissively.

“You can bed with me tonight if it helps.”

You stare at the swordsman, registering his words. To say something like that seemed unlike him, but at the same time… very much like him.

“Alright. I wouldn’t want to disturb you though, I don’t see how it’s your issue.” You say softly.

Mihawk scoffs, “What kind of a man would I be If I carried no compassion for someone I share my home with?”

You hold in a laugh and follow the warlord to his room.

You’ve been in Mihawk’s rooms before occasionally, it had rich red fabrics and was filled with bookshelves of trinkets and treasures. Additionally, a large stand for Yoru to rest upon sat on an especially sturdy shelf.

Mihawk seemed to sleep in clothes just as extravagant or fancy looking as his day clothes. He gave you an odd look as you stood awkwardly beside the large bed.

“Well? Are you sleeping or not?”

He asks, opening a book as he sits back on the bed, reading.

You carefully settle onto the bed next to him while Mihawk quietly reads his book. It was comforting, he didn’t have to say anything but you could feel his sympathy off of his actions alone.

Closing your eyes, you feel a hand rest gently on your head.

“Sleep well, darling.”

[cherrryxx]

ACE X MALE READER HEADCANNONS

Warnings(?): Fluff, relationship headcannons, you/yours pronouns, male reader (can also be seen as GN)

PORTGAS D ACE

Physical affection

- CUDDLER 100%

- If you tell him you don’t want to be touched/cuddled he would respect it entirely, but not without pouting or moping a bit first.

- Loves to keep you warm with his devil fruit, even more so to be a show-off about it. If Ace sees you shivering in the slightest you can guarantee he’ll make a big show of warming you up, which ranges from picking you up dramatically and laying on top of you, to setting a section of forest on fire (if you’re not on a boat.)

- He definitely hugs from behind.

- Tries to be sneaky about it but you can hear him laughing to himself as he gets ready to grab you.

- CLINGY sleeper.

- You need to pee? Too bad, you can’t get up. Not as long as Ace is dead asleep on top of you.

- Either that or he’ll mess with you and fake sleep as you try to shake him awake, or make you give him a few kisses before getting up.

- LOVES when you fall asleep on his chest.

- it makes his heart throb and he just wants to squeeze you to death, but he’ll restrain himself.

- please brush and play with the man’s hair, he will instantly melt

Verbal Affection

- Calls you “sweetheart” , “baby” , “honey”

- Sometimes he’ll tease you and call you “little firecracker” whenever you’re being sassy.

- Loves it when you give him reassurance, and will do the same for you

- Love language is physical affection but he also loves words of affirmation.

- Will defend you no matter what, rather aggressively too

- building off of that, If anyone makes any comment about who the “girl” in the relationship is, he’ll kick their ass.

OTHER

- Openly Bi, not ashamed of it either. And if anyone gives you trouble about your relationship with him he’ll toast them (literally)

- Likes the idea of dates, but doesn’t always like the formality of them. He’ll be happy just to sit down at some shabby restaurant or go for a walk on the beach.

- The way he talks to you makes many think you’re REALLY good friends, it doesn’t help that he constantly refers to you as “buddy” or “Mano”. But they realize they’re wrong once he kisses you out of nowhere.

-Very open about affection, doesn’t go all out for PDA, but if you’re uncomfortable with that he’ll take it down a notch.