#ai.writes

[gojoest]

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐄 . . . 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐮𝐦

.°⊹ featuring: ace, zoro, kid

.°⊹ tags/warnings: MDNI, afab!reader, unprotected sex, creampie, cumming on back/ass, breasts, oral (m! receiving), gagging

.°⊹ a/n: i might make a part 2. feel free to suggest characters !!

୨・ACE  ୶ inside

his pull-out game is weak. but can you blame him? how can he stop himself from ramming into you harder and harder each time you whimper underneath him from pleasure? the way you moan his name and nothing else with each thrust, the way you squeeze his dick each time and claw your nails on his back, pulling him closer in attempt to stop him from leaving you empty until the next thrust all the way in. so rough — how the pace quickens in mere of seconds, bodies desperately clashing, hips moving in a blur sending ripples through your flesh, yet so intimate — the way you’re fervently glued together except for the lips that are inches away from a kiss. how can he stop when you cum for him, clenching and tightening around his cock? he can’t help it, he thrusts once, twice, three times… and on the fourth — he buries himself deep in you. and erupts. filling you load after load, while you shiver and moan, still shaking from your climax.

୨・ZORO  ୶ back & ass

one of his favorite things about your body is undoubtedly your ass which is the reason why he often changes position and takes you from behind a little before the climax. if you wonder why, the answer is simple. the wonderful view he gets to see — your ass and your whole back, as he pounds into you from behind. it’s not about control and dominance, it just drives him so feral looking at your ass smacking urgently against him in sync with his pumping that his balls start boiling. and the way they slap against your puffy cunt each time he slams into you turn his pace animalistic, grabbing your shoulder with one hand and your hair in the other, making sure you stay stable as he continues his assault. the sight alone sends him over the edge and as he’s ready to explode, he pulls out, fists his cock a few more times until he marks your back and ass with hot spurts of his cum.

୨・KID  ୶ breasts

definitely an ass man but he gets way too easily fixated on your magnificent breasts as they swing every time you maneuver your head down towards his lap and take him into your mouth, tongue lapping at his tip, tasting, lips slowly but tightly wrapping around his cock. ‘fuck’ he grunts, knowing he was buried deep inside your pussy just a minute ago and now you’re sucking off his cock that’s mixed with both of your bodily fluids, that fact alone makes him throb in your mouth and buck his hips forward, earning a gag of struggle to fit him all the way in your throat. his eyes locked in your breasts squashing against his thighs that slightly tremble, but you can’t tell if it’s from pleasure or from fighting the urge to stop holding back and fuck your beautiful face like the brute he is. his growls growing louder now, indicating he's close. forcing himself deep into your mouth one last time before he pulls out of your mouth and frantically pumps his cock with his fist before he unloads across your fabulous breasts, rope after rope of thick sticky cum over your flesh.

[saintobio]

Hi I just wanted to say you are such an amazing writer and how you write with so much detail is amazing, I wanted to ask if you had any tips on how to become a better writer or how to write stories in better detail ?

hi babe, thanks so much. i do a lot of research prior to posting fics with specific AUs and i make sure that the plot has been established long before i write the series so that i won’t encounter any plot holes in the future. check advice below:

gather data - depending on what kind of AU you’re writing for, you can gather data by collecting materials that can help you understand what you’re writing about. it can be from articles, blogs, movies, or other books. here’s an example of the data i gathered from my series:

underground fight club — i’m familiar with a couple of fighting styles but i still watched movies such as never back down to understand how underground fighting works. i also checked websites that talk about ‘underground fight clubs’ in general to get an idea on what to expect when you’re in a fight club. then for the fighting styles, i watched tons of UFC fights, played the UFC game, also played Tekken. these are vital information for me as i have to narrate fights for almost every chapter and i have to use jargons such as “grappling” “clinching” “submission” so that the readers would understand that this isn’t just regular fighting, but actual MMA fighting. i watched a couple of BJJ/capoeira/muay thai techniques from youtube so i can get into better detail when narrating fights.

the swat/agent scenes in ufc — for this one, i’ve gathered a whole lot of different resources just to understand how law enforcement and intelligence agencies work. i have at least 5 websites bookmarked so i can use them as references when describing the types of guns, the law against illegal arms trafficking, and also how the swat do their job during infiltration. i’ve had to learn swat/police codes just so i can use dialogues where the mc is talking to swat officers over the phone, etc. i think small details like that make the readers feel that they really are in this job and that they know what they’re doing. it’s not just the mc stating “i am an intelligence agent” but actually her doing things that established why she’s an intelligence agent or why tobio is a tier 1 swat sniper.

oikawa street racer — my resources for this one are mainly the fast and furious movies and the need for speed game. both of these resources show what underground street races are like so you can incorporate the same theme in your series. there are many jargons in street racing like “pink slips” and using “NOS” so researching and watching movies/playing games may help you understand them. but other than understanding the street races, i also researched about cars in general. my google search is basically like, “what are the best cars for street racing?” “what’s the top speed for this car?” “what are its specifications?” learning about the specifications of a certain car allowed me to write little details such as oikawa’s V8 engine or his NOS fogger system. again, those little details make the readers feel like they know so much about cars even if they don’t.

find your writing style - sometimes it heavily depends on the fic you’re writing for. do you want it to be dependent on dialogues? do you want to be descriptive? i chose a descriptive writing style for wastelands bc there is no way else i can put the image of an apocalypse in the readers’ minds if i don’t describe them thoroughly. how do the surroundings look like? how does the air feel like? how does it smell? immerse yourself into the universe and think about what your five senses are telling you in specific scenes.

i’ve also talked about how i do my outlines before, you can check it out.

[ai-fubuki]

21 questions tag game!

tagged by @bliss-bud !

1. nickname: well, ai in itself is a nickname! other than that i think ant is another nickname as it stands for my initial~ 

2. zodiac: capricorn! though i relate more with my moon, which is pisces

3. height: 167 cm but i want to be 170 cm ;w;

4. hogwarts house: a proud hufflepuff :3

5. the last thing i googled: i think something related with school, like how to do maths and shizz 

6. favourite musician: most of the people i listen to is kpop so... 

7. song stuck in my head: once again, a kpop lover here! and right now i can’t get hip by mamamoo out of my head

8. following: 142 - most are art accs! hehe

9. followers: 33 - yeeee im rlly not active in tumblr at all

10. do i get asks: nopee

11. amount of sleep: a good amount! 

12. what are you wearing: my fav black hoodie~ 

13. dream job: something in the entertainment or music industry! im not rlly talented though and this dream of mine seems a bit farfetched 

14. dream trip: somewhere with snow!! one of my goals is just to enjoy snow at all its glory 

15. instruments: i havent mastered any of these instruments but piano, a bit of guitar and ukelele

16. languages: english and indonesian are the ones i excel at while french is something i take as a school subject. i also used to do mandarin and can understand some phrases in korean and japanese~ 

17. favourite song: hmmm this is pretty hard but maybe lie again by seventeen! the lyrics and the general vibe from the song is something i utterly adore uwu

18. if i were an animal: i would love to be a seal!!! they are so chunky and adorable! 

19. favourite food: ahaha... junk food

20. random fact: i accidently cut my tongue with a razor when i was a kid, thinking it was the stick of a popsicle 

21. my aesthetic: i dont really know but i would say minimalistic with earthy tones? those colours suit me really well! (sadly it makes people think im way older than my actual age)  

[gojoest]

— 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

.°⊹ featuring: zoro, kid, law

.°⊹ tags/warnings: MDNI, unprotected sex, hair pulling, creampie, cockwarming, dry humping, afab!reader

.°⊹ a/n: HELP kid’s such a brute but i made his hcs kind of sweet 😭

୨・ZORO

the way zoro pounds into you as you lie on your sides is indisputably similar to how he holds his swords during a fight — roughly, ruthlessly, but with an utter and undeniable passion and insatiability. his hips settling into harsh rhythmic thrusts the closer he gets, hitting that sweet little spot with each stroke, lips on your neck, sloppily moving up from the bridge of your neck, behind your ear, scraping his teeth and tongue back down, hand up your back and into your hair, clutching and pulling it aggressively as his cum is pouring into your pussy, filling you up rope after rope, his hips bucking to your ass, giving you every inch of himself. ‘f-fuck, baby’, he growls, slowly collapsing against your back, gently tracing your shoulder with his lips, still inside you, showing no sign or intention of pulling out, ‘say… wanna keep me warm tonight?’

୨・KID

we’ve all said it at least once in our lives before. ‘i wish i had met you sooner…’ and this morning kid is experiencing it for the very first time. this very morning after a night that started off with him pushing you against the wall by the doorway while pulling your dress up and fumbling with his trousers, way too eager to touch you and way too impatient to get to the bedroom, a night that ended with both of you lying on the floor, heavy pants filling the room, until you dozed off right then and there next to him on the cold surface, body too tired to move. this very morning when he wakes up, his arms still wrapped around your waist while you’re soundly sleeping on top of him where he moved you shortly after you flaked out just so your body wouldn’t get cold from lying on the floor, just so he could warm you up with his own body and shield you with his arms so you wouldn’t fall off. this very morning when his body is freezing and numb, all he can think of is how he wished he had met you sooner so he could’ve held you like this longer. when you wake up, you see your man grinning and stroking himself with one hand, the head of his dick dangerously close to your entrance. ‘i froze to death last night, it’s only fair if your warm me up now. ain’t that right, doll?’

୨・LAW

being the only person in the universe who can drive him this insane and out of character must be funny to you, law is thinking as he’s rolling his hips against your ass only after an hour or so since you last fucked. but now he needs you, no — he wants you again, it’s all he’s thinking about. his palm over your hip, holding it tight so he can offer you his hardening cock as he’s flexing his ass against the flesh of yours. ‘again?’, you ask, pressing back against his dick, but there’s no response. although he can feel the need start burning in his chest, his dick hard and precum smearing against your lower back from the repetitive humping, law is conflicted. would that be too much for your overstimulated body to take after he railed you for hours straight just a little while ago? hips still grinding to your ass but gradually slowing down and his motions becoming softer, more imperceptible. ‘maybe’, he finally responds, ‘but how about you let me in and keep me there, and we’ll figure it out.’

[gojoest]

lazy afternoons with gojo where you snuggle in bed simply enjoying the feeling of your bodies touching; you’re lying on your sides, face to face, pressed together; his blindfold tossed aside; he plays with your hair, twirling it in his fingers, brushing it off your shoulder and rubbing his hand along your arm; you look into his eyes and see the tenderness there and a smile playing on his lips as he whispers how much he loves you; and you stay in his arms, pushing your face occasionally into his neck; you both doze off with a sense of contentment; when you wake up, it’s nearly dark but neither of you moves, your breathing is slow and heartbeat – soft; might as well call it a night, no?

[gojoest]

Hope you are doing well!!<3

Can I request Law + purple + nsfw + fem!reader

.°⊹˙ featuring: law

.°⊹˙ tags/warnings: MDNI // 18+ only, fem!reader, oral (f! receiving), fingering, desperate law humping against the bed as he eats you out

.°⊹˙ a/n: thank you for joining my event nonnie ! hope you will see this < 3

.°⊹˙ wc: 0.6k+

his arm starts tingling as law puts his hand on your leg, as if by accident. right at the thigh. and he waits for your reaction once you register his touch, wondering if you’ll brush his hand away or let him keep it there.

do you know how often he’d just lie in his bed at night holding his hand in the air, stretching his tattooed fingers up over his face, imagining your bare skin and how soft and warm it would feel if he were to ever caress it? every night. and do you know how often he’d get so hard that he’d just tug his cock out and stroke himself, going over every detail of your body, until hot spurts of cum would spray out of him? every. damn. night. it all made him feel like an utter pervert. he was so desperate. and he was so done with it. no more, he thought to himself one night. he wanted the real deal. his hand and some imaginary scenarios of you in his head wouldn’t satisfy his craving anymore.

and right now, as you’re plopped down on the bed, his bed, law’s about to melt, his heart pounds so hard in his chest he can almost hear it. he is touching you — with the one hand he stroked himself with while thinking of you. as you show no resistance to his ministrations but rather seem to be enjoying them judging by the pinkish hue covering your cheekbones, law starts moving his hand, stroking the length of your thigh, taking in the feel of your skin. he is so hard it’s almost painful, throbbing in time with his increased heartbeat. he wants more. needs more. as his greed for you is growing stronger with each motion, he reaches closer and closer to your most sensitive spot, brushing his fingers lightly against your pussy, the wetness causing his cock to twitch. and in his mind he’s begging you to touch him, too. but no, he wouldn’t let you. not now. because if he did, he’d cum, and he’d cum right away.

‘fuck… you smell so good’, you can feel his warm breath inches away from your open pussy. his fingers gently rub between your lips as he slowly inserts two of them inside you. you moan with the pleasure of his touch. already so much juice is leaking out of you, law’s tongue and lips are hungry to lap it all up.

‘wonder how you taste’, he licks his lips before flattening his tongue against your clit, just pressing it all around while his fingers are probing you, rotating around that special spot inside you. you’re moaning and rocking your hips as pleasure is mounting, your fingers curling in his hair. law is even harder now knowing that he is the one doing this to you, making you feel like this, making you lose control. his cock is now dripping precum as he pulls his fingers out of you, licking the wetness off his fingers.

‘you taste so sweet’, he growls and immediately goes right back down between your legs, kissing and sucking the tender insides of your deliciously spread thighs, ‘…so damn sweet’, he adds before pushing his tongue inside you, swirling it around, his saliva mixing with your wetness. driven by his own arousal law involuntarily starts humping against the bed as he eats you out. his hips buck so hard and fast against the mattress that they cause the bedpost to continuously hit the wall. he’s losing control when your hips start going back and forth, pussy pulsing — he can feel it on his tongue. you cry out, pressing your clit and wet lips against his face. as you’re going through your high, law’s already swollen cock thickens even more and he pumps out his cum all over the sheets, barely holding in his groans as he bucks his hips against the bed a few more times, working every drop out of his cock.

𝐀𝐈'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

[gojoest]

Hi! <3 Can I ask for Ace + white + nsfw + f!reader? =) Thank you!! Looking forward to the event! Congrats on the Milestone!!

.°⊹˙ featuring: portgas d. ace

.°⊹˙ tags/warnings: minors & ageless blogs dni // 18+ only, fem!reader, unprotected sex, lil bit fingering like tiny bit, creampie, cursing, clingy bf ace ( lmk if i missed any )

.°⊹˙ a/n: hello my lovely !! < 3 and thank you so much for joining my event! hope you enjoy this little drabble. it was supposed to be max 100ish words but apparently i have a weakness and it’s called ace. 💀 p.s.: you can find your moodboard right after the drabble !! <33

.°⊹˙ wc: 0.6k+

Ace was a simple man. When he fell in love, it was only one time. Nobody before you. Nobody after. Either you or no one. You were the constant thought in his mind. He had a deep sense of yearning for you he couldn’t possibly explain, let alone control. He craved your body and warmth, your smell. All the time. With each second spent apart from you, from your smile, from your touch – part of him died a little. He’d sleep next to you, yet still dream about you, his hand suddenly jerking in search for yours in his slumber, like an unconscious, automatic reflex that doesn’t need the brain to create the action. Love bordering on addiction.

You were standing in the middle of the kitchen preparing breakfast when you heard footsteps approaching.

‘I don’t like it when you leave the bed, I miss you’, Ace pouted, leaning his naked body against the kitchen door, eyes half open, strands of messy hair – some pointing up and some falling over his face covering his freckles.

‘Someone needs to eat’, you glanced at him over your shoulder, ‘also – put some clothes on.’

‘Now, now’, he said as he slowly approached you and hugged you from behind.

‘I was thinking’, he planted a soft kiss on your neck ‘that maybe you’d take yours off’. His lips and hot breath warming you, heating you like a flame to a candle. It wasn’t long before his hips moved slightly forward, pressing his hard-on against your ass. Shit, he was so hard that it made you moan in approval.

‘Bedroom.’, you whispered.

Seconds after you entered the room, Ace tore your dress over your head and threw you on the bed. You held your arms out as he hovered his muscular body over you, his dick hard, leaky and twitching, a copious amount of precum splashing on your belly. He ran one hand up the inside of your thighs, sliding your underwear to the side before slowly parting your pussy lips. A gasp of pleasure escaped your lips as his fingers found your wetness, poking inside to confirm that you were indeed soaking wet.

‘S-shit…’, he cursed under his breath, ‘so w-‘, but didn’t finish, considering the angry state of his erection, it wasn’t his place to tease you, really. Besides, he was relieved you were this wet as every part of his body now tingled in anticipation to enter you. He used his wet fingers with your juices to lube his cock and then rubbed himself across your pussy. Just a thrust away from pleasure, he thought. And then it happened, he slipped himself inside you with such force and eagerness that it took your breath away. Your mouth remained open as you tried to adjust yourself to his size that forced itself all the way in.

‘Fuck…’, Ace let out a low groan before he started thrusting in and out, hitting all the sweet spots with a perfect rhythm – pulling himself out about 4 inches and then burying himself back in, filling you up. Both of your pants grew louder as he increased the intensity of his pounding. Lips together. But you weren’t kissing, just pressing them together, breathing deeply into each other’s mouths. Each time he pulled back, he rubbed against a very sensitive spot, shooting sparks to your brain. Ace kept looking you in the eyes as he pushed himself in again and again. You closed your eyes and tilted your head back. You were so close. But so was Ace, judging by his strokes getting shorter and faster with each thrust. His breathing also indicated the same. He grunted loudly as you felt five strong pulses fill you up. Your body bucked against his as you also came. You were still connected. Convulsing, shivering. Chests heavy.

You spent a good 15 minutes snuggling and humming in pleasure from what just happened, before you attempted to get up only to be pulled back into Ace’s arms.

‘I’m fairly certain I said I don’t like it when you leave the bed.’

𝐀𝐈'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

[gojoest]

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ #02

a/n: featuring kid & luffy, suggestive

mr. grabby hands

ꕤ KID is pretty touchy and grabby during a kiss. you know what’s coming next when he runs his hands over your body, sliding them down to your ass, each hand roughly and tightly squeezing each cheek, pressing your body tighter against his. this man has huge hands and his left one’s grip never fails to earn a little squeal from you due to it being mechanical. and when the kiss starts his hands stop roaming up and down your body but are rather focused on your butt. as each second passes his ministrations get more and more intense to a point where you can’t help but dig your nails into the flesh of his neck, making him moan into your mouth without breaking the kiss. it comes out as a low and muffled sound but you know it’s actually screaming how much he wants you right now and how crazy you make him feel which sends shivers through your whole body. he always leaves you gasping for air and blushing from head to toe.

the playful one (but with a twist)

ꕤ LUFFY absolutely adores playing with your face! it’s his own way of cute aggression. he’s constantly pulling your cheeks and squeezing them together and often times he pinches your lips into a goofy position and makes you say ‘meat’ but right before you go for it BAM he surprises you with a quick kiss and then presses the tip of his nose against yours, blushing and smiling cheerfully like an idiot. it’s not like he’s always in a goofy mood, sometimes he can be gentle and passionate, especially when you two snuggle in bed; he gives you a tender kiss on the forehead, followed by sweet pecks on both cheeks and then slowly touching his lips to yours in a chaste way until you open your mouth and brush his lips with your tongue to deepen the kiss; he’s pulling you closer to himself and letting the passion take over.

[gojoest]

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ #01

a/n: featuring ace & zoro, fluff, tiny bit suggestive on ace's

the lip sucker

ꕤ ACE is a gentle but passionate lover and so are his kisses. he cups your face with both hands and tilts his head to meet your lips. the kiss is delivered gently, with such tenderness, as if you’re made out of porcelain. it’s slow and prolonged, he wants the moment to last. every time you kiss, he gets all warm and bubbly inside which usually leads to ace smiling through the kiss. but he’s also so passionate about you that it gets hard for him to control his urges and sometime during mid-kiss you find your bottom lip being sucked and taken into his mouth, completely catching you off guard. he quickly lets your lip go free but then does the same with your upper lip. and then repeats the cycle again and again with each kiss. it all ends as sweetly as it started though – just him placing your head in his hands, leaning in to give you a forehead kiss and then pulling you closer into a tight hug.

the shoulder kisser

ꕤ ZORO is always awkward when initiating a kiss no matter how far into the relationship you are. don’t expect him to just grab you and give you a big smooch. no. unless he’s very drunk but that’s also a difficult mission to accomplish. but no matter how much he sucks at displaying affection, there’re times when his body acts on its own as he’s so down bad about the feel of your skin, its warmth, softness and smoothness, that often times, even in crowded places, when you’re standing next to each other, he finds himself unconsciously taking a step back and stand behind you, circling his arms around your waist and leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your shoulder. as soon as he realizes what he’s done, he gets all embarrassed and buries his face into the crook of your neck to hide his growing blush. he doesn’t let go of you though, his grip gets a little bit tighter in order to prevent you from turning around and seeing his flushed cheeks.

[gojoest]

—𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝

.°⊹ featuring: iwaizumi hajime

.°⊹ tags/warnings: MDNI, fem!reader, fwb to lovers (?), no explicit content, mentions/hints of sex (protected), alcohol, he makes pancakes for you, this is a repost btw

.°⊹ wc: 1.2k+

As usual, Hajime woke up early and decided to let you sleep some more. The idea of surprising you with breakfast suddenly popped up in his mind. Not sure why but he quite often came across women who slept until noon if he didn’t wake them up. The exact opposite of him. Anyway, he wasn’t complaining. He’d rather have some time for himself in the morning than wake up to a river of words and claims for attention.

But you were rather peculiar. You rarely met each other and hardly kept in touch, only when the circumstances allowed it.

You were discreet, considerate, distant in daylight but completely dedicated and giving at night, with a bright and memorable presence between the sheets that any man would appreciate — a combination that was well worth the attention and effort of making breakfast.

It first happened in a hotel. Quite the cliché. He was away on a trip with friends that one night dragged him to that stupid hotel party they were all staying at with a lot of people getting completely wasted for no good reason. You were one of the few women with a high alcohol tolerance who could drink on par with men until five in the morning and then walk elegantly and in a perfectly straight line to their room in those very high heels. And apparently, you were staying in the same hotel.

It was about 2am when the party had gotten to its ‘marmalade’ phase where everyone was as drunk as a skunk and made no more sense, which is why Hajime decided to return to his room.

He was just leaving the bathroom — he had taken a long shower to wash off the cigarette smell from himself, and was about to head to sleep when he heard a cautious knock on the front door, followed by a playful nail scratching staccato.

Hajime opened the door and… there you were — standing in front of him, barefoot, body wrapped in a towel, hair damp and reflecting glare from the dim light in the hallway, holding keys in one hand and hotel condoms in the other. It really wasn’t just a rumor and some hotels really did provide condoms by default in each room. How convenient, he thought.

You were standing there unequivocally, in complete silence, radiating a captivating combination of temptation, vulnerability, anticipation and determination. Usually, Hajime was repulsed by direct women. But you didn’t cross the threshold, nor did you say anything until he stepped back to make room for you to walk through the door. You passed Hajime, completely dismissing eye contact with him until you turned around and gave him a half-hearted look. You didn’t say a word. You didn’t even take off your towel. But he did. He had to take on the role of an accomplice in this fascinating crime.

When already in bed, Hajime decided to make pretend to be a fool to ease this weird mixture of anxiety and excitement growing in his stomach.

‘Are we drunk enough?’, he asked quietly.

‘Does it matter?’, you instantly replied.

It didn’t.

Neither of you said a single word all night besides yes, no and come with me whenever one of you headed to the bathroom several times in order to take a refreshing shower and wash off the sweat from your bodies… only to repeat the cycle all over again. Hajime found it very special that you followed him to the bathroom right after the very first time together. It felt like he would somehow forever remain connected with you. It was kind of paradoxical because rarely a woman would follow a man to the bathroom that quickly, especially right after having her legs spread open and then fucked senseless. The female understanding of intimacy sure has strange dimensions sometimes, he thought to himself.

You left him alone in the bathroom barely in the morning and when he returned to the room you were already gone.

During breakfast in the hotel restaurant, you didn’t even look at him. You sat at the next table and Hajime was trying to simulate a somehow active conversation with his friends while occasionally averting his gaze to look at you. After breakfast was over you took your car and left.

Although discreetly and rarely, you continued to see each other. He admired how you’d appear and disappear without leaving even a tiny trace of your presence. You never left behind anything of your own that’d somehow bind you together — no clothes, no underwear, no toothbrush, no jewelry. Nothing. You’d come and go quietly, on time, without pretentions, without obsessions and without promises.

You didn’t talk much about yourselves, you didn’t share anything more than your touches and your bodies. When you were together the passion swelled so much that it filled all the space around you and condensed on the windows. After just a few hours with you Hajime could live without sex for weeks. Yes, he could — without the usual sex, but not without sex with you.

He made pancakes; also opened a jar of wild strawberry jam. Did you actually love sweets? He didn’t know, just assumed you would since most women loved sweet stuff. But again — you were rather peculiar.

Hajime involuntarily imagined a drop of the red jam falling on your naked breasts and only half a second later he felt an explosive energy in his groin area, strong enough to move a cement mixer with a single push. Nobody made him feel like that but you.

Before waking you up and serving breakfast, he decided to take a shower. On his way to the bathroom, Hajime looked at the windows across the street where the city had slowly started waking up. Probably behind those windows and balconies, in someone’s kitchen people were already talking, making coffee, waking up their children, siblings, parents. He could almost hear their endless morning chit-chats.

Hajime stood in the shower for a long time, just thinking about the relationship he had with you. Could he actually call that a relationship? What was the phrase again… no strings attached? Friends with benefits? Until he caught feelings. He wasn’t sure exactly when that happened. But at some point whenever you got together his heart would start pounding like crazy and dozens of butterflies would flutter around in his stomach. Did you feel the same way? He didn’t know. You were impossible to read and there was no way he’d ask you directly. Hajime couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

He finally got out of the bathroom, wrapped himself in a towel and went back to the kitchen to set the table for breakfast. The pancakes were cold. He loved them hot but you preferred them cold. He had no clue why you shared such an insignificant detail with him. He had never made pancakes before. In fact, he had never cooked breakfast for someone else before. And he wasn’t sure why he was doing it right now. Is it because he felt insecure? Because this might be your last weekend together? He never knew when you’d stop coming to him. Unease.

You left right after breakfast and Hajime went back to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

He stood at the doorstep for a few minutes just observing your toothbrush standing next to his in the holder.

That alone — a simple toothbrush you left behind, was enough to make this uneasiness disappear.

[gojoest]

oddly enough, ace is first to wake up this morning. sunlight creeping in through the blinds, filling your shared bedroom with a warm glow. as he opens his eyes a gentle sigh crosses his lips at the sight of you still sleeping in his arms. for a second, he thinks you look almost like an angel with the white satin bedsheets covering your body and the morning light illuminating your face. and he just lies there, trying to keep his breathing relaxed, watching you sleep, anticipating eagerly for you to wake up, to see your beautiful eyes look at him. his hand gently strokes your hair, slowly moving it aside to reveal your neck so he can bury his nose in the crook of your neck and breathe in your scent. you smile a little at his ministrations, trying to not give away that you’ve woken up. he pulls his face away and resumes stroking your hair as his eyes longingly and lovingly observe every single motion on your face. he knows you’re awake by the way the corners of your lips slightly curl up into a soft smile. and he keeps watching. even after years of being together, he still finds himself mesmerized by your beauty as if it’s the first time he sees you.

‘stop staring at me while i sleep, it’s creepy’, you tease, trying to fake a pout, eyes still closed.

‘you made me like this, little one…’, he whispers, you can feel his face coming closer to yours, '…so lovesick that i miss you even when you’re sleeping in my arms’, lips inches away from yours 'now open those pretty eyes for me'

[gojoest]

ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ

a/n: multiple characters, fluff, last hc tiny bit suggestive, afab reader

.°⊹˙ carry you home after a long night in high heels

when you choose to wear heels for a night out, he’ll start grumbling how you’re going to regret your decision 10 minutes into stepping out of the house, how in an hour or so you’re going to start gritting your teeth from pain, and how he definitely won’t carry you home even if you wince with every step when the night is over. but when you finally say goodbye to your friends, visibly trying to look fine and smile through the pain, you see your boyfriend slowly crouching in front of you, silently inviting you for a piggyback ride, while he mumbles ‘make sure you hold on tight’. it doesn’t take much for your grumpy man to give in, especially when it comes to you.

zoro, kid, law, senor pink, katakuri, smoker

.°⊹˙ serenade you

one of the best things about summer evenings is when you’re reading your favorite book in your room, music on, windows open, a slight breeze coming in… and then an unfamiliar melody with a way too familiar singing voice disturbing the rhythm of the song that’s currently playing. when you look out the window, there in the garden you see your boyfriend standing on one knee, playing the guitar and singing. such a corny idiot, isn’t he?

brook, sanji, shanks (he practiced a lot to learn to play the guitar with one hand but he’s a terrible singer), buggy (another terrible singer), roger, mihawk (i know this is a shocker but he’s so smooth with it, believe me, it doesn’t look corny at all when he serenades you)

.°⊹˙ bring you breakfast in bed

he lets you sleep in during weekends while he himself gets up early to cook breakfast and surprise you with pancakes in bed served on a beautiful tray decorated with handpicked (by him) flowers. there’s nothing better in the world than waking up to the smell of yumminess and your boyfriend caressing your hair while waiting for you to open your eyes.

sanji (he does this every single morning btw), ace (his pancakes are always a little burnt), sabo, pedro

.°⊹˙ being your handyman

your car’s not starting? your laptop needs speeding up? your sink is broken? well, you’ve got your hot handyman boyfriend you can always depend on to fix anything and he’s just a call away. the best part of it all is the payment method – a makeout session or two and then a lovely date out. talk about a win-win situation.

usopp, franky, marco, rayleigh

[gojoest]

ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ #03

a/n: featuring mihawk & buggy, suggestive

the gentleman

ꕤ MIHAWK’s the type to verbally ask for your consent. he just goes to you, gently grabs your hand and kisses it, without breaking eye contact with you. it’s a quick peck followed by a quiet ‘may i?’. and how can you say no when he treats you with such absolute respect?! as soon as he gets your approval mihawk places his fingertips on your cheeks, running his thumbs across your lips softly. you slightly part your lips and he takes the opportunity to wet his fingertips on the tip of your tongue and trails the moisture along your top and bottom lips. he can feel your shallow breath move softly across his hand which gives him goosebumps. he places his hand on both sides of your head, his thumbs under your chin, lifting it oh-so-slightly and tilting it to the right, he can’t take his eyes off your wet lips… and slowly he moves his head towards yours as you watch him come to you until the moment your lips make contact… and you just close your eyes and get lost in the moment. one thing is sure – once he pulls away, your desire for another kiss will be clearly visible in your eyes.

the shy one

ꕤ BUGGY talks big about all the things he’s going to do to you when you two get some alone time. but once the moment arrives, he’s got no idea how to initiate the kiss nor where to put his hands. he can barely look you in the eyes. the man is so embarrassed, his face is covered in a big bright blush which gets worse with each second passed with him just standing like a tree in front of you. thanks god you can read the room and take matters into your hands. you grab his cloak, teasingly whispering ‘baka, come here’ and pull him towards you. caught off guard, buggy’s eyes widen at the sight of your lips coming closer to his. but the more the distance between you gets pushed away, the lesser the thoughts of embarrassment occupy his mind. now there’s just one thought – he wants the distance to perish completely. he wants to kiss you. and as your lips touch, his heart does a backflip, his face now flaming hot from all the emotions running over him, and his knees go weak at your softness, your scent, your breath and your very being. he can’t help but close his eyes, sliding his fingers up to grab you by the arms. this time, he’s the one to pull you closer.

[gojoest]

mornings after a rough night sesh with zoro are always oddly tender. you wake to the light touch of his hand running gently up and down the length of your body, up the side of your thighs, along your hips, along the side of your breasts and softly down again; his fingertips drawing images along your back and the nape of your neck as you stay curled up on your side, getting lost in his featherlike touch; you turn your head slowly back to look at him and smile and he can’t help but trace the features on your face – your cheekbones, the outline of your nose, your eyes, sleepy and tired from last night but oh still so pretty, your chin, your forehead; his fingers slowly gliding over your face as if to memorize the parts that make you you.. mornings after with zoro are oddly tender, call it his urge to make it up to you, to remind you that he loves you despite the way he fucked you last night that might’ve looked like he didn’t

[gojoest]

hi ai! glad to see u back--i've loved reading your hcs :) for the moodboard/drabble event could i request sabo + blue + gn!reader? sfw or nsfw is fine, whichever you prefer

.°⊹˙ featuring: sabo

.°⊹˙ tags/warnings: no explicit content but quite suggestive, minors dni // 18+ only

.°⊹˙ a/n: hello dear!! it's so good to be back waahh ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ ty sm for requesting < 3 hope you enjoy this little drabble where you give your bf sabo a lil bit of trouble when eating oreo cookies // ur moodboard is right below the cut ♡

It was a quiet night for the two of you. Both settled in all comfy on the couch, you decided to put on a movie neither of you had seen before. Lights – off, snacks – spread across the table in front of you. And you – sitting right beside him, seductively munching on that Oreo cookie, twisting the halves apart and carefully licking the cream off of each one.

The movie had turned into a distant noise in the background long ago as Sabo kept his focus on the tempting ways of your tongue swirling around the cookie, realizing he had turned very aroused by now. His cheeks flushed red as he felt the pulsing in his pants, causing the fabric to grow tighter on his skin.

His body moving closer to yours as he leaned in to whisper with a ragged breathing ‘You always eat your cookies that way?’

‘Mhmm, love the white creamy stuffing inside.’, you hummed.

Sabo bit his lips with lust at your words, shivers going up and down his back now.

‘Hmm…’, he dragged out, ‘think I can offer an equivalent that’ll satisfy us both, no?’

𝐀𝐈'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

[gojoest]

If you're ok w it, can you write headcanons for Zoro, Sanji and Mihawk for a reader that is the stereotypical comic relief character?

Their reader is someone who is clumsy, who's seen as "useless" and is very dumb?

Feel free to ignore this if you don't wanna do it :)

a/n: featuring zoro, sanji & mihawk, gn!reader, fluff, a very tiny spoiler about pica in dressrosa, hints about sanji's past but spoiler free

wc: 1.2k

ꕤ ZORO

He looks at Usopp. Then he looks back at you and thinks: ‘Are they siblings or what?!’

In the beginning he thinks you’re a complete mess especially because you’re always so prone to getting yourself in trouble and whenever he tries to get you out of one, you effortlessly manage to complicate the situation and make his mission ten times harder. And even then, you act like you’re immune to dying by cracking the most unnecessary jokes and be all chill about your life being at stake. (Remember how Luffy kept laughing at Pica’s voice which made the latter super pissed … That’s what I’m talking about.)

Your goofy nature kind of works in his favor though. We all know that Zoro always keeps his cool when faced with danger. But when it comes to you, he somehow tends to freak out internally, even though he never shows it on the outside. So, the fact that you’re able to lighten the mood by poking fun of the situation makes him feel relieved and gives him a further confidence boost that he can handle this.

Expect some pissed off Zoro after you guys reunite who’ll sulk in a cute way and give petty comebacks to anything you say. Him being all pouty is honestly adorable. That’s just how he shows he cares because despite his initial impression on you, after a while you start growing on him. There’s something about your airy personality that draws him in and he always catches himself snorting at your silly jokes and behavior.

Often times when he’s on his usual napping spot on the deck, he just closes his eyes pretending to be asleep while actually he’s just listening to you banter with his crewmates around the ship. The content on his face and that soft smile forming on his lips definitely don’t go unnoticed by Robin. She’s aware of his little crush on you.

If by any chance you’re insecure because you feel like you don’t contribute with anything during fights, he’ll comfort you by confronting you. He’s definitely not the type to sugar-coat his words so he’ll just tell you that you come up with good solutions but you’re terrible at executing them. And that’s why he’s there. Leave execution to him. Literally.

ꕤ SANJI

He’s your biggest fan. Period. Change my mind.

You can tell him the same joke six times in a row and he will still laugh at it wholeheartedly, like that’s how keen on you he is. Compared to Zoro and Mihawk he openly expresses his attraction towards you – he’s all heart eyes and swooning over you 24/7 because you’re his ray of sunshine and he’s genuinely invested in every little thing you say and do, no matter how ridiculous it might be. He supports you big time and always encourages you to be yourself and be proud of the unique person you are. But…

You’re not allowed to cook in his kitchen. Or cook at all. Because first, you’re clumsy and nobody wants to eat raw scrambled eggs with the shells off the floor and walls. And second, as we all know, wasting food like that is a huge no for him. Well, if you end up cooking something for Sanji, he will literally cry because he’ll feel so touched and happy, and will definitely lick the plate clean no matter how terrible the dish looks and tastes. (He’s a man with good manners after all. But please don’t do that to him.)

There was this one time when you and Zoro got lost on your way back to the ship and Sanji got super jealous. Like why would you go and get lost SPECIFICALLY with that marimo?!?! His words, not mine.

Sanji gets extremely furious and physical when someone calls you dumb, useless or good-for-nothing in an insulting manner. He will aggressively defend you even if you don’t seem to be offended by such words and just smile it off. And by aggressively defending I mean kicking ass until they come crawling back and apologize to you from the distance Sanji sent them flying to with a single leg kick.

He knows what it feels like and how lonely it is to be looked down on and considered a failure and the last thing he wants is for you to go through that. And he’s there to prevent it from happening.

ꕤ MIHAWK

At first, he is confused as to why he finds you to be so interesting…

Especially when you confidently challenge the baboons to a fight only to end up running a marathon before you hide behind his back, all panting and out of breath, mumbling angrily that one vs so many isn’t a fair play. Even though he’s a bit puzzled, he finds that quite funny actually. You don’t get to see the smile he cracks as you’re still standing behind him.

Most of the time his face is basically expressionless. Even when you’re in your usual high spirits and joke around, his face expression stays blank. Which makes you think he’s not very fond of you at first and you can’t really tell whether he’s irritated or just indifferent.

But after a while of being around him, you get to realize that he just has a calm face no matter what and his emotions don’t go up and down like a roller coaster. This man just needs stronger emotions to get a reaction out of him. Like you challenging the baboons but failing miserably. He will never forget that; it makes him smile every time he looks back at that day. So, now it’s your personal goal to make Mihawk laugh until his cheeks hurt. If possible, without having to challenge the baboons again. That’s plan B. In case nothing else works.

It takes a while before he starts being more open about expressing his attraction towards you. And still, he doesn’t voice it out loud but rather hints about it with little signs like serving you the better cut of the steak or when he pours himself a glass of wine, he pours one for you, too, and refills it as many times as needed without you having to even ask. It’s always the little things with him…

Even though he doesn’t laugh out loud at your jokes and bubbly behavior, your presence alone never fails to make his expression go softer. So, when he sees you looking out the window, visibly upset about something, he instantly feels a knot form in his chest because it’s the first time he’s ever seen you so down. He doesn’t waste a second and quickly approaches you.

‘What’s the matter, Y/N?’

‘Be honest. Do you think I’m useless?’

‘When fighting the baboons – yes. But otherwise – no. Where’s that coming from?’

‘Ha-ha. You suck at being funny…’

‘Tell me, Y/N.’

‘Well… Today Perona told me I was useless and that all I ever do is just run my mouth and get myself in trouble. And maybe she’s right.’

‘She’s not. You make me smile. A lot. Do you think that’s useless?’, he says with a smile.

The answer is simple. Because he only smiles when he really means it.