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You know how this ends…

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You know what time it is!

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usokaya ♥♥♥

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wearing his hat (ace, sabo, and luffy)

nsfw

Ace

“Babe.” Ace moans as he thrusts in and out while hovering on top of you. “Can you do something for me?”

“Mmm,” you sigh contentedly, taking in his length. You wrap your arms around his neck and draw him closer, briefly kissing his hot lips before you ask, “what do you need?”

“Put my hat on.” He grabs his cowboy hat off his head, balancing his body on one hand and puts it gently on yours, adjusting the straps with one set of fingers until it fit you perfectly.

“Like this?” You ask playfully.

Ace nods his head and pulls out, roughly pulling you down on top of him on the warm blanket. While straddling him, he whispers as he runs his fingers through your hair, “now fuck me like the cowgirl you are.”

And damn you are a great one.

Sabo

Being the Chief of Staff came with little free time, so when he has some he’ll try to squeeze in as much as possible. Noticing how neglectful Sabo has been towards your relationship, Dragon (surprisingly) gave him two days off.

On your first night together, you two celebrated. Pushing him on the bed and wearing nothing but your undergarments, you slowly took off your underwear, a little tease of what’s to come.

Grabbing his hat, you plopped it on your head and grabbed his dick, slick from your blow job, and thrusted him deep into you while holding the brim.

“Jesus it’s been so long,” Sabo hisses, grabbing your hips on both sides. He matches your pace and whispers, “my little Revolutionary.”

Luffy

“You know I’m your favorite crew member.” Luffy exclaims. “Right?”

Nodding your head you arch your back as he sucked on your tits, your wrists pinned on the soft couch next to the fish tank. The rest of the crew were sleeping while you two were having a “private” moment. It was exhilarating knowing that you two could be caught, especially since Luffy doesn’t care that he’s loud.

“Fuck baby you make me feel good,” you whisper as his lips changed from your chest to your neck. Luffy grabbed his straw hat and gently put it on your head as he fingered you deeply, putting in two digits and roughly pulling them in and out.

“Ya like that?” He asks. “Do you?”

Bobbing your head up and down, the hat fell over and covered your face. When that happened, Luffy replaced his fingers with his dick. Even though you squealed from the sudden pressure change, you relished every bit of it.

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i absolutely love jealous zoro, perhaps some drabbles of him? :)

wuss

zoro x f!former kuja pirate now strawhat

sfw

summary: zoro decided that law’s chronicler was meant for him and since moved on.

a/n: drabbles are normally 100 words soooo this is not one but i couldn’t help myself! (:

As he sat against the ship railing, Zoro took an aggressive bite from his onigiri when he saw Usopp give you a hug. Your smile was heart warming, but knowing that it came from Usopp decreased its value.

“You okay?” Nami sang, walking past him.

“Buzz off.”

She stopped, stood in front of him, and looked down, resting her hands on her hips.

“What the hell, Zoro? Um, she’s right there!” She exclaimed, motioning to you and Usopp. “I know you wanna talk to her.”

“Mhm.” Zoro grumbles, taking another bite.

“She’s pretty, strong, and has a snake!”

“She’s strong,” Zoro agrees.

“So you’re calling her ugly.” Nami twisted his words, giving him a sly smile. Zoro stiffened from the accusation and glared at her.

“What—”

“I see that look in your eye. You are turning as green as your hair.” Zoro gritted his teeth and avoided her gaze. Looking at your arms lacing with Usopp’s made him ball his fists.

What’s so special about him?

“If you don’t make a move soon she might end up favoring our long-nosed sniper instead of our idiotic, wuss swordsman.”

“Wuss?” He repeated angrily. Zoro gobbled up the remaining amount of his food and glanced at you and the sniper. You looked so happy around him it made him mad.

“Then stop being jealous and go.” Nami challenged. “Are you saying he is better than you?”

“Fuck off, Nami.” He growled. Unfazed by his remark, Nami shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes.

“Your loss, Zoro.” She laughed. “And just for that, I won’t charge you any berries.”

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asking real questions

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110cm-Bust Roronoa Zoro

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something more

zoro x f!heart pirate chronicler | wc: 443

sfw-ish, zoro cares but in a weird way, language

“You don’t have to keep walking me to bed.” You mumble gratefully, glancing at Zoro. The swordsman shrugged nonchalantly and rolled his eyes.

“Your crew might end up following you. Who knows what they could do?” His tone is low and possessive with a dash of darkness.

“You know they wouldn’t do that.” You retort, defending them. However, Zoro’s unwavering gaze made you second guess your statement even though you know those dumbasses wouldn’t dare hurt you.

“I want to make sure you’re safe.” He mutters firmly. “And I’m not taking any chances.” Zoro then walked in between you and your cabin door. The temporary closeness between you two sent shivers down your spine.

“I’m fine, Zoro.” You insist.

He opened it and walked in, making sure that nothing was out of place. Meaning your window is closed (and locked), and your furniture unmoved.

“I can take care of myself you know.” You sigh, following him inside.

“Better safe than sorry.” He hadn’t always been this way. Zoro’s constant watch of you was one you couldn’t ignore anymore. It was suffocating. You talked to Luffy about it who brushed it aside and said that he was just being thoughtful.

Seriously?

Satisfied with the state of your room, Zoro turned to you and reminded, “If you need me, you know where to find me.”

Rolling your eyes, you thank him for the “protection”, closed the door, and plopped on a nearby chair. Though you were safe in your room, you heard his body lean against the door.

How the did hell this start? You couldn’t remember what caused his sudden interest in you—specifically your safety.

He had become more attentive, more present in your day which was fucking annoying. He is far from thoughtful at this point. He is obsessed. You unwillingly became the center of his world, and it was hell.

In the morning, you stretched before letting out a big yawn. After getting dressed, you opened your door and froze when you saw an identical dark green sash with a note tied to the knob.

“For your protection,” you read out loud. Your heart thumped faster as you realized that this sash is a sign that Zoro would always be there—your bodyguard watching you from a distance. It meant that you’d never be alone, and the thought is intimidating.

You knew Zoro had feelings for you, which you never confronted him about. And among all of the ways to show you, him being obsessed with your safety was the way. It is no longer unsettling. It’s terrifying.

However, who would want to lose the attention of the Straw Hats’ swordsman?

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strawhats on the phone 🏴‍☠️☎️💥#ONEPIECE

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Eiichiro Oda's official message regarding the One Piece Live Action S2

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In the 2000s you sat a kid in front of a Neopets pet page and they’d learn the fundamentals of html within the hour

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good luck coffee

zoro x f!heart pirate chronicler | wc: 796

sfw: clueless!heart pirate, nervous!zoro, sanji actually caring

can be considered as a part two of connecting the dots

Known for his sleeping habits, it surprised Sanji when he sees Zoro as the first or second crew member awake.

However, he knew the reason why: you. You were the early bird of your crew, relishing in the warm sunlight coming through the open window you sat next to. You were drinking your morning tea peacefully while periodically eating the crepe Sanji cooked.

“Mornin’”, Zoro mumbles to him after a loud yawn. He walked past the cook and leaned against the counter. “Got any coffee brewed?”

Rolling his eyes, Sanji grabs a mug from a nearby cupboard and poured some of the crew’s usual morning beverage. As Zoro drank, he briefly gazed at you, the Heart Pirates’ chronicler.

“You should talk to her while she’s alone.” Sanji advises.

“She’s busy.” Zoro flatly replies, making an excuse. Looking at you from a distance wasn’t as nerve wrecking in comparison to talking with you face to face anyway.

“Go on.” Sanji insists. “Seeing you fawn over her sends shivers. At least I give Nami and Robin attention.”

“You’re screwed either way.” Zoro laughs sarcastically.

“Talk. To. Her.” Sanji encourages harshly, ignoring his reply. “For once do something that makes you happy! Other than fighting or sleeping. I mean, she is literally not that far away from you so you can’t get lost.” He jabs, hoping to provoke Zoro to leave him alone.

“Shut up, cook,” the swordsman grunts. Begrudgingly taking his advice, he finishes his coffee and walks past you, gripping the mug in his hand.

“Morning,” you acknowledge. Zoro gives a small smirk, masking a smile.

“Morning to you too.”

Smiling, you notice his eyes peering at the journal. “Sorry, I’m writing—”

“...I can come back later…” Zoro interrupts.

“…but I can make time.” You finish, lifting an eyebrow. “Sit.”

Zoro’s breath hitches as he sits in front of you. The early morning sun rays showcased how perfect you look to him and he couldn’t help but marvel.

“I’ve been eyeing you.” You say, tapping your pen on the page you’re writing on. He looks down at the it and briefly reads the words:

Swordsman. Demon. Powerful. Berries.

“Really?” Zoro inquires coolly. He’s sure three of those four words were about him, so he had a confidence boost. “Why?”

“The way you look at… well…” you start, your cheeks turning red. “…you’re a talented guy and, I think you and Law should spar some time.”

“Oh, um...” that was definitely not the statement or question he expected.

“I think you two could be friends.” You add, trying to back up your suggestion, “I’d like us to be friends too.”

Zoro clenched his fists as his question was answered with one word: friend. He’s caught off guard by your extended friendship, hoping for something more. However, he didn’t dare say it out loud.

“Sorry, you’re probably busy—”

“Ah, don’t worry. I can make time.” He copies your previous response quietly. Even though your words tore through him, he looks past them.

“Friends, huh?” Zoro repeats softly. He nervously tapped on the hilt of his swords and kept an even tone, “Yeah, sparring with Law sounds good,” adding a tight-lipped smile.

“Ah, speak of the devil.” You laugh, welcoming Law. After you closed your journal, you couldn’t help but be oblivious of Zoro’s reaction while you converse with your captain. He drank from the empty coffee mug, distracting himself from the possessive feeling he was slowing starting to have towards you. Watching you two bicker and laugh made him a little jealous for someone else caught your attention instead of him.

Zoro forced himself to maintain his composure, his eyes flickering between you and Law, jaw tightening slightly. Trying to shake off the unease, he clears his throat and puts his mug on the table, silently berating himself for these unwarranted feelings. You had never shown any romantic interest in Law so

What’s there to worry about?

“Law,” Zoro finally spoke, his voice steady, “Up for that sparring session today?”

Law glanced at him, nodding in agreement. “Sure, why not?” he agrees casually, unaware of the tension. Zoro stiffened when he saw Law briefly brush his fingers over yours, a slight gesture that he wants to do badly. He lifted an eyebrow when he saw Law shiver touch your skin. Aware that you didn’t see his brief, needy gaze, Zoro started tapping his foot on the floor.

Damn surgeon, why her?

Maybe he was taking it too personally. It’s not like you had feelings for Law, which he constantly repeated to himself for it is his only source of reassurance.

“You look a little tense,” you observe, pointing out Zoro’s stiff posture. “Got some energy to take out?”

Nodding his head, Zoro says, “I do, a lot of it.”

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dear pain,

donquioxte doflamingo x f!reader | wc: 316

sfw-ish: very angsty

@fanaticsnail opened my eyes to write about our mad king

“What is wrong with me?” Doflamingo asks himself, gritting his teeth as he sat down on a chair. “Damn it, why the hell are you doing this?” Your mere presence made him angry. Despite your betrayal, he couldn’t help but forgive you, because he loves you. You aren’t doing anything to him, you aren’t even in the same room. The King of Dressrosa was imagining you there, listening to him beg.

His fists are tightly balled up, fingers breaking the skin on the palm of his hands. Trickles of blood dripped onto the floor, but he didn’t care. Doflamingo looks to where you are and shrieks angrily when you aren’t there.

“Come back to me, my dove, my olive branch, my love!” He pleads, standing up to look at the ceiling. Doflamingo believes you’ll come back to him; he’ll welcome you back with open arms, kiss your neck, tell you it’s okay, and both of you will be alright. “I need you, dove. I need you!” He knows his subordinates can hear him, he knows they are witnessing him go mad for you, Doflamingo knows.

At least, he thought he did. Finding out your true intentions why you were at Dressrosa hurt like hell, yes, but hearing you whisper, you love him, want him, want him to make love to you and not knowing if it is real felt like murder.

Doflamingo felt his mind swirl with memories of you two spending time together, making love, and attending meetings; the memories made him sick—to the point of throwing up because he was genuinely happy with you.

Now you’re gone.

The King felt he could never be happy again unless you are there. Hell, even seeing you would make him giddy. Sighing, he walks to his bed and lays down in fetal position, wrapping his arms around the ghost of woman he didn’t know he’d see again.