#i might be as slow as zoro... when he says i want to be strong enough for my name to arrive to the sky is so kuina can hear it.... damn....

[hauntingblue]

ZORO LORE FINALLY ⁉️

[cebwrites]

I saw a Zosan comic once where Usopp asked Zoro how he dealt with Sanji being so like that (swirly was flirting up the ladies per usual in the background) Before Sanji twirled his way around to fill up Zoro's mug, whisper something sweet into the kiss his pressed into his cheek, then twirled away as Zoro flashed a smug little grin Usopp's way

And I just think there should be more zosan art/fics like that

Yes yes the boys still bicker and have their little dick measuring contests and fight as always to tests their strength

But it's always done with a knowing smile even as they test the upper limit of each other's patience and outside of that? Sanji's just as loving as he would be with any other partner (Something that kind of bothers me in fic spaces is that Sanji's always portrayed as fawning over any and every fem person but when it comes to Zoro himself and they're intended to be shipped there isn't nearly as much of that same energy :/)

Zoro deserves to be adored and cared for just as much, flaunted to the world as Sanji's man and appreciated by him just as much as any woman if they're going to be in love dammit Sanji's weird and repressed pre-ts because seeing Zoro be out and unashamed of who he is while he's still struggling to come to terms that he even likes men and puts women on a pedastal as a result of intense trauma, I don't expect him to do all that for Zoro back then with that much unaddressed baggage

So I like to think that especially post-ts after Sanji's sorted his shit on Gender Island that he's more than willing to shower his marimo in damn near embarrassing open affection, and Zoro's receptive to it - not prancing around like Sanji is too, I don't think it's in his nature, but at least smiling in acknowledgement and the occasional heart fingers/hands across the deck that sends Sanji spinning with love hearts back into the kitchen to whip up Zoro's afternoon snack

Usopp, Nami, and Robin tease him about how he's become quite the perfect little housewife for his big strong man after maybe seriously trying to kill Zoro more than a handful of times before they were separated at Sabaody The truly genuine response of how he acted in the past makes him cringe, and how he hope to make it up to Zoro now by making sure that stupid moss knows that he loves him every day throws his peers off a little and earns a gentle smile from Robin in response

The teasing slows but doesn't stop from there

(Don't get me wrong I still like emotionally constipated ZS @/wellfine's comic about them saying I love you is still one of my faves to date I just want... more stuff of them being loving in conventional ways </3)

+ some quick gender thoughts as well since this ramble post is getting long and I might as well

I'm a ride or die trans!Zoro truther but I think it'd be sweet if Sanji came back from Gender Island cis, just- like an actually functioning person about it now He's gnc and plays with heels and makeup and dresses but he's still a man, only a man who's fully confident in who he is and confident in the fact that his supportive trans boyfriend still loves him not despite all of that, but because of it since that's who he is Zoro being a huge muscly trans man who still retains the ability to be tender and soft and in touch with his emotions instead of a meat-brained gym rat is so important to me personally actually asdfgsdfsd

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Hey there! Love your work! Definitely could use some fluff these days. I was wondering if I could request an Ace x F! Reader fluff. Where the reader is a strong warrior type. (Think female Zoro vibes) But once they start dating.. the reader opens up to Ace and he realizes the reader is a cinnamon roll. But only in private. Very clingy and loves cuddles. Thank you!

Word Count: 1060

     Strong, independent, skilled, stoic, intelligent, these were all words Ace would use to describe you. He’d been impressed by your abilities and prowess and while you weren’t the fluffiest of sorts, that didn’t mean you weren’t kind. You’d given your entire treasure that you didn’t need to survive to a town just because they were struggling. The number of times he’d watched you stop eating and ordered a buttload of food, just to invite some street urchins over to eat. And to top it off, while you fought for many reasons, none were as high on your list as fighting to protect others. 

     At first, you hadn’t been interested in the boy, too concerned with becoming stronger, helping others, and making enough money to live comfortably. To you, he was just a loud, excitable, reckless young man who seemed far too interested in you. Up until you saw just how sweet he was. Just like you, he’d help out those in need, especially kids who were hungry or suffering. He seemed to have a particular soft spot for kids more than anything, offering food even when he’d barely eaten, handing them the last of his cash even if he knew he’d needed to buy things. Granted, this always ended in him stealing or dine-and-dashing, but it was the thought that counted and he only ever stole from places that were plenty well off. This was what had attracted you to each other, what had gotten you two to start talking. Apparently the two of you had more in common than you’d thought. While He was reckless, impulsive, loud, and energetic, you were reserved, disciplined, calm, and quiet. But the both of you were kind, giving, gentle when needed, surprisingly sweet, and caring. You weren’t sure who was more surprised, Ace at how sweet you were, or you at how gentle he could be. 

     Leaning against Ace, you enjoyed the sun and fresh air. It was a slow day, allowing you to relax just a little. Normally you wouldn’t allow yourself to let your guard down so easily, but Ace was an exception. The two of you just clicked, just… worked. He made you feel safe, safe enough to let down your guard enough to enjoy the day. His arm slowly snaked its way around you, his hand resting just above your hip as he pulled you closer. Snuggling a little closer, you couldn’t help but smile. You knew where this might lead; you weren’t dense, you knew how these things went.

     “Hey Y/n?” Ace asked, a little tentatively.

     “Yes, I’d like to go out with you.” you said, not even giving him the chance to ask as his cheeks turned bright pink.

     “H-how, I mean… that’s not what I-” “Yes it is. I know you better than you think and I’m not ignorant to the ways of the world or how attraction works. You were going to hesitantly ask me out, stuttering and stumbling over your words. Eventually you’d manage to ask me to go out with you, I’d say yes and then you’d cheer and hold me close. So instead, why don’t we skip all of that and just enjoy the weather.” you said, leaving the boy speechless. He knew you were right, knew that he’d stumble over his words, knew he’d be nervous and then pull you into the tightest hug when you said yes.

     “Can… Can I hold you then? Like… really hold you?” he asked, drawing your attention once more. You hadn’t really been held in years, not since you were a child, really. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to, just that you hadn’t gotten close enough to someone to be held. 

     It wasn’t that you were against him holding you in public, at least, you weren’t worried about what people thought of you, but something about him holding you in public unnerved you, you could never relax. Yet once he had you in private, you cuddled right up to him, nuzzling into his chest, making the cutest comfort sounds he’d ever heard. He understood why you preferred to keep this private, or, well, he understood that it made you uncomfortable and preferred your privacy, so he didn’t really mind. Okay, you weren’t very lovey out in public. You’d hold his hand if he asked, you’d allow him to give you a quick, short kiss if he really wanted one, but you kept it small. You didn’t cuddle up with him outside of resting your head on his shoulder when you were tired, and even then, he could only hold you if you were asleep or nearly asleep. Didn’t use cute pet names, or wrap around his arm, didn’t sit in his lap or give him deep kisses. And while sometimes he really wanted to be public, he never pushed it. It was always worth it at the end of the day, when the two of you would curl up on his bed, your arms wrapped around him as you placed soft kisses against his chest, shoulders and neck, slowly working your way up to his lips, giving him soft, slow, deep kisses that had him melting. When you’d call him all sorts of nicknames as he held you close, gently rubbing your noses together, your fingers interlaced as you held both of each other’s hands, gently kissing each one of his fingers, his rough knuckles, his forehead and cheeks, anywhere you could easily reach. The mornings where you’d pull him close, even as he tried to get up to get breakfast and go about his commander duties, clinging to him and pulling him back to bed until he threatened to head to breakfast even with you clinging to him. You knew he would too, he was strong enough to carry you and he had no qualms with carrying you, in your pjs, to get breakfast. Still, you’d let out a small whine and get up with him, holding him at every chance you got as the two of you got ready. The contrast between powerful, stoic warrior and cuddly cinnamon roll was stark to say the least, but he didn’t mind. You were cute and it was always worth it. The cuddles, the snuggles, the affection, it made every missed public moment worth it. You were his sweet cinnamon roll, that’s all he cared about.

[roronoacherries]

Remember when Zoro was tied to that marine base post? It looked like he was in the perfect position to be sucked on, and he can’t even do a single thing to stop you-if he wanted to. Now imagine in future encounters, he’s tied like that, and you’re around but you wanted to tease him. Just wait until he’s out of those restrains. Will he repay you back heavenly or cruelly for teasing him?

stop stop stop stop stop, you’re so right. this was far longer than i meant it to be, but imagine:

you first meet zoro on shell island; you’re fond of rika and you try to convince her that secretly feeding the bounty hunter may not be the brightest idea, but she’s determined and there’s no talking her out of it. the least you can do is keep an eye on her.

so, you go with her, though not daring to approach the stoic man yourself. you watch her from outside the brick wall and while you try not to attract attention to yourself, roronoa zoro’s eyes find yours anyway. you look away quickly (though stealing another quick glance a second later). seeing him tied up, all you can think about is that this dangerous swordsman is… attractive, to say the least.

you continue to accompany rika on her visits to the swordsman. to keep her safe, you tell yourself. though your mind always wanders to places you’d rather not think about for long.

nevertheless, late at night, when it’s your hand that wanders on its own, you remember the image of the swordsman tied against that post who would be helpless to your touch…though more than anything, you remember the way his eyes burn into you and leave your knees weak.

and later on, after the straw hat helps save him and welcomes you both to his “crew”, and after that crew grows a little bigger, and your affection for the swordsman grows with it, you find yourselves in the same place you started.

luffy and usopp (at your suggestion) figured tying zoro against the mast of the ship would make for a fun prank. naturally, the swordsman saw nothing funny about it and was furious at the duo who had left him behind as they ran off to explore a new island.

you were the only one who stayed behind.

and while zoro was grateful to find that someone had stayed and could untie him, you had a different idea…

you lean close to him, murmuring sweet words into his ear, telling him how often you’ve dreamt about seeing him like this again, your hand between you, palming him slowly through the fabric of his pants.

zoro struggles against the ropes keeping his hands away from you, aching to touch you, to take you however he like, just as he has dozens of times before. you can see him tense up as he grows hard against your hand, and you smile innocently at him, thrilled to see your desires playing out before you.

when you get on your knees, zoro looks at you like you’re mad. anyone could return at any moment, but isn’t that part of the thrill? besides, you knew you had plenty of time; plenty of time to tease and control the most dangerous swordsman in the east blue; to have him writhing under your touch and begging you for more.

and you’re painfully slow with your movements, something the swordsman has never been accustomed to. you take your time pulling down his pants—leaving him exposed to anyone who might come back, though by now his thoughts are consumed by you and all of the things he would do to you if his arms weren’t restrained—and you take your time wrapping your lips around him, starting with kitten licks and open-mouthed kisses around his tip, evoking a slew of curses from his lips.

you’re in full control, and seeing the strong and composed roronoa zoro falling apart at your touch is a thrilling sight. his threats to leave you unable to walk only fuel your teasingly slow pace.

and you push him to his limits before pulling back and bringing your lips against his. “luffy ‘ll be back soon.” you shrug, knowing damn well you’re in for a sleepless night once he gets untied. and zoro doesn’t bother to curse at you as you leave him without finishing what you started because he’ll be putting your cunt through hell for it soon enough.

[doctorgerth]

H-hewwo? 👉👈 Hhhhh I'm not original at all but I'm a slut for those so, may I suggest 'having your first kiss' headcanons? Or just first kiss in general, if inexperienced reader is too specific. For Law, Luffy, Robin, Sabo and Zoro? 🤭 Thanks!

a/n: I’ve loved this suggestion from the moment you dropped it in my box, Basi, thank you! I’ve had to leave it and come back to it a few times, but now it’s finally complete! Please enjoy 💕 (I’m not sure if I captured the ‘inexperienced reader’ detail well enough whoops)

featuring: Law, Luffy, Robin, Sabo, & Zoro + gn!reader

warnings: smooch city! 💋

FIRST KISS WITH INEXPERIENCED READER

➳ LAW doesn’t care to put such importance on “firsts” because he’s worried that you’re setting yourself up for disappointment. He’s kissed plenty before, so he knows what to expect. Granted, he’s aware that kissing you will be a little different because of his genuine feelings for you, but he still thinks it best to not make a fuss over it. So, he goes for it one day, and let’s just say, he was not prepared for the feel of your soft lips against his and the effect they had on him. The two of you quickly lose yourselves in the kiss with Law desperately pulling you closer and you tangling your fingers in his hair, tugging at the strands. It’s messy, heavy, and far from what either of you had expected, but it’s one hell of a first kiss. Easily setting the precedent for future kisses to come, Law knows he’s going to have to learn how to not go into cardiac arrest when he kisses you.

➳ LUFFY eases your worries of inexperience when he asks to kiss you with a beaming, innocent grin on his face. He doesn’t care if you’ve never kissed before or if you’ve kissed a 1,000 lips; all he asks is to kiss yours in this very moment. He’s a little eager when he squeezes your face in between his strong hands, but you take note of how they instantly soften when your lips at last collide. He holds your face steady, lips parting ever so slightly to ask for permission to move against yours. He doesn’t want to rush you, but he is already addicted to the taste of you. It’s a more tender side of Luffy that you welcome wholeheartedly and you have to steady your breathing when he pulls away. His excited smile returns as he gleefully asks for another, though he hardly gives you time to respond before his lips are crashing against yours once more.

➳ ROBIN takes her time to make sure you feel comfortable. She’s previously gauged your interests in physical affections, and when she catches you staring at her lips, she politely asks if you want a kiss. When you tell her how inexperienced you are, of course she doesn’t mind, nor does she tease. She is more than happy to teach you the art of kissing. She’s gentle as she leans in, placing a soft, comforting hand against your cheek, and landing delicately against your quivering lips. She’s slow in her movements, encouraging your lips to come alive as she moves against them. You exchange small smiles between connected lips as your heart beats rapidly in your chest, fingers grabbing onto her hands that hold you still, keeping you safe. Only when she pulls away does she tease you, stating that you might need some extra lessons and how she will gladly be your tutor.

➳ SABO is patient and wants to make your first kiss special. He remembers his, and it was a total disaster, so he’s glad he’s getting the opportunity for a do over with you. He’d always intended for it to be planned, but one day, you two find yourselves entangled in overwhelming happiness that you just kind of find yourselves absentmindedly leaning in. Everything about it feels so natural. His lips are intoxicatingly warm against yours, slow and inviting as they encourage motion from you. It starts off with small smooches, then leads to lots of slow, opened mouth kisses and breathy pants as you get lost in kissing each other, unsure of where your lips end and begin, blissfully ignorant of time and the world around you. When he pulls away, Sabo’s energy changes and he becomes a little tease by biting and tugging at your bottom lip, showing you what more you have to look forward to.

➳ ZORO is just as nervous as you. Perhaps even more so, because let’s face it, he doesn’t have any experience either. The only things to ever touch his lips are swords and bottles, what is he supposed to do with another pair of lips? Especially yours! You’re the one that has to initiate, pulling him into you and just going for it. His eye shoots open, and he’s unsure of what to do with himself. What does he do with his hands? Is he supposed to move his lips? How long are you supposed to do this for? When do you breathe?? His mind is racing, heart following suit, so he, unfortunately, becomes stiff against you. When you realize, you quickly pull away, apologizing profusely for catching him off guard and ruining your first kisses. But he doesn’t mutter a single word as he cuts you off by pulling you back in by your chin, because he hates the way his lips feel cold and lonely without yours. He kisses you again with much more energy, eye closed blissfully as he clumsily, but passionately, explores his new favorite part of you. 

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[justawritingblob]

The fact that I'm in all of those fandoms you're writing 😃

Hello! I'll be known as the Sero Anon!

My yandere request for you is;

{Choose character} Sabo/Luffy/Sanji, or Hawks/Kirishima/Denki

[Plot]Reader is aware of their yandere tendecies and takes advantage of how much the yandere is in love until the yandere snaps

Luffy is an easy yandere to fall in line with.

it becomes really convenient really quick. He's not a very romantic person most of the time, so really it's just being the favorite crew mate at first. You don't have to help around the ship as much. You can sleep in later. You have final say on when your turn to keep watch is. A lot of the time you even end up sleeping in his captains' quarters with him, which is significantly more comfortable then the hammock you're used too.

Not to mention the extra food. You get all this, and all he wants is for you to sit on his lap sometimes and let him wrap his arms around you several time, or he'll wake you up at odd hours of the night just so he can talk to you when nobody else is around. Those can be kind of frustrating, but other times he just wants you to sit at his special spot with him. He has a need for you to be with him during his quiet moments, the rare ones that everyone is always fixated on.

The rest of the crew didn't really mind, they thought it was kind of funny for the most part. Robin would always give a knowing look, Zoro was definitely the most frustrated by it, but even he thought the captains blatant infactuation was fun. It wasn't like you weren't helpful, you just enjoyed the privileges you got. You were a pirate too after all, none of them were gonna blame you for acting like one.

So you couldn't help but be a bit surprised when Luffy decided for you that you were sharing a room now. It didn't change much, but him moving your stuff for you was unsettling. From there, you never really had any time away from your captain. And even when you were around other people, he didn't like when you payed attention to them. He wasn't violent to the crew, he'd just be louder, overwhelm you with him until the other person left, or until you gave in and gave him the attention he wanted.

Then he started waking you up more. Everytime he woke up, he'd wake you too. He couldn't stand being away from you for too long. You weren't really yourself, but the crew just worked around it. Sanji would give you an extra coffee, an extra strong coffee. They stop making as many jokes about being the captains favorite.

It was a rare occasion for you to wake up while Luffy was still asleep. You found yourself staring at his sleeping form. He was quiet. You were overwhelmed. You were tired. You realized you desperately wanted to leave, and to escape anywhere else but here. It wasn't worth it anymore, living like this wasn't worth how tired you were. How uncomfortable you were. How you felt more like a pet at this point then a favorite person.

But you couldn't leave. The Thousand Sunny was god only knows where. Surrounded by water. You were isolated with this man. Your captain. And the crew who loved each other, but him specifically more then anything. This was your life now.

Luffy stirred, and your stomach dropped.

But then he just turned away from you. You couldn't see his face or the rise and fall of his chest. It was the first time you could remember being awake and looking at anything else. The moment got to you. You slipped out of the bed, out of the room, and left.

You really didn't know where you were going as you wondered the dark and quiet halls. It was nice being alone. It was so much more tolerable being alone. You knew to avoid the crows nest, the deck really in general was to be avoided. You didn't know who was standing watch tonight, and unless it was Robin they'd probably try and chat.

You realized you were still tired, while you walked around the empty ship. The quiet made it easy.

You hadn't even realized how much you had really missed the quiet.

But good things don't last long for you, and much too soon for your liking, you heard a panicked yell.

Luffy was awake.

You didn't want to give up your isolation yet, you couldn't bear the thought of it. So thinking quickly, before everyone was up and looking, you ducked into a storage room and cuddled into a ball under some shelves. You pulled a crate in front of it to hide you for good measure.

You're so tired.

As you drift off to sleep you fantasize about the shelves crushing you, and it brings you more hope then any thought you'd had in a long time.

When you wake up the noise is louder. It's down the hall. Luffy's right outside, and you can feel the worry and anger and fear radiating off of him from where you were hidden.

"We'll find them. Nobody new has come on the ship, and for sure nobodies left. They probably just woke up and wanted a snack or something, then they fell asleep."

It was Robin. She was talking slow and soothing, probably trying to calm the worried teenager down.

"Yeah? Well they should've woken me up." He says it with a tone that makes you wish you'd stayed in bed with him.

You felt like it'd be better for everyone involved if you had been kidnapped or were being held hostage. Then this wouldn't be your fault. Then someone else would have to take the worst of his anger.

But there was nobody else. Just you.

The doors kicked open.

You feel like the panics gonna make you throw up.

"There's too many places to hide in here."

Usually it'd sound whiny, but it doesn't right now.

"Do you think they're hiding?"

"I think they need to be found."

You're sure this is it. You're so sure that you're about to be found. The confrontation is moments away, and you are in now way prepared for it. You don't have a good excuse. You don't know what else to do, so you go limp and pretend you're asleep.

"There's only a few places really for someone their size to fit comfortably in here. Shelves or the closet."

"Alright, well then go look under the shelves."

He's much more demanding then you ever realized.

You keep pretending you're asleep, so you're not sure when Robin's eyes find you. But they do. Then, the crate is being moved. You expect to be ripped out, to be shaken awake, for more yelling. You them to immediately try and "wake" you.

But they don't. Instead a wave of hands gently moves you out from where you were, into the light. You cant help but move to cover your face slightly. It's so bright, and it's what you'd do if you were actually sleeping too, right?

They still don't move to wake you, so you suppose it's gotta be working somewhat.

Then Luffy picks you up, and you know that you should say goodbye to any independence you'd had for a long time.

He's more careful then you'd expect though. He seems like he's really trying not to wake you. He carries you for such a long time. Then he drops you on the bed. Cruelly, suddenly. If you'd actually been asleep he would've absolutely woken you now.

"I know you're awake (y/n). I know what you look like when you're sleeping." He's always blunt, you have to remind yourself. But not like this, and you know that.

You should cut your losses. You know you should. So you make a move to sit up, but you're shoved back down.

"If you're tired then sleep."

You are tired. You're so tired. Why shouldn't you? it's not like staying awake will somehow make this all better. You're the closest to alone you can possibly be in your sleep. If he wants to tempt you, then you'll take him up on it.

When you wake up you're uncomfortable. That's not new. You usually wake up suffocating. Luffy's usually got his arms wrapped tightly around you when you wake up.

But not today. Right now your alone in the bed, with an uncomfortabley tight collar around your neck. It's connected to a chain leash, that's currently keeping you tethered to the bed. You only have enough room to take a few steps away from either side of the bed, and could only really stand at the edge.

You slowly brought your hands to your neck, and were uncomfortable when you couldn't find any sort of clasp, other then where the leash was attatched.

The humiliating realization that Franky probably made this while you were sleeping dawns on you, and you have to choke back a sob. You can't even join the rest of the crew for your own emotional support. You just get to sit on the bed, waiting for Luffy to get back.

Which he does. He seems happy when he gets back, like nothing's happened. He smiles at you even.

"Hi (y/n)! I missed you. But everyone else said I should let you sleep a little longer- said it'd make things easier.",

Of course they did. You appreciated the little of the gesture you could, but still couldn't bring yourself to respond. Luffy didn't really seem to mind, he just kept talking.

"Don't really know what happened this morning, you can explain later after you've eaten. Don't worry about it though!" he leaned forward and yanked the leash.

"We've got a bunch of these all over the ship now! so if I don't have you, I'll know for exactly where you are! So if it's not gonna happen again, no reason to still be upset about it, right?"

he's smiling again, like what he's said makes any sense at all.

You should probably nod along. You can force your head up and down once, but all of your energy is gone. You might as well make peace with your new life, you realize. You're never gonna be able to get out of this.

[lawslessons]

hey! i really enjoyed what you wrote for the soulmate alphabets so [insert All Might smile] i am here!! could i request D [soulmate] for Zoro? thanks in advance! ☺️💓

Hello my dear! I am so sorry for how long this took, I haven’t been feeling well but today I had energy to write so I decided to take advantage of that! I took some creative liberty with the whole Marine aspect and I hope you enjoy it!

Zoro x Reader - No Promises 

D - “damage done to a person also translates into their soulmate’s body”

Warnings: mentions of bodily harm

Synopsis: A vicious pursuit, Zoro manages to get lost and stumble across someone powerful. Their aura is daunting and their ability with a sword is even more frightening, but being efficient with a sword is not their only similarity. Zoro soon finds out that their connection runs deeper, much deeper, not just skin deep in the pursuit.

“We almost caught up with him, Vice Admiral!” A shaky man yelled to his head officer with his hand against his forehead in pure respect. The person they were addressing didn’t look too pleased by what their subordinate said. 

“Almost? Almost? Why didn’t you catch up to him?” They scowled as they slammed their fist down against the table and watched as it began to shake under the sheer force of their fist. 

“He’s fast, we had no way -- “

“Bullshit,” They scoffed as they adjusted their white cape with a sour expression on their face. The subordinate squeaked and quickly scrambled to grab his papers before he ran out of the office with a small scream. They sighed in annoyance as they watched him run away, they leaned against their desk with a small frown. “Guess I need to go out there,” They said as they grabbed their sword and left their office. If something needed to be done, do it yourself or something like that, they thought. Like usual, the Strawhat crew was making a mess of a town they were in, and being the Vice Admiral in charge of the island and the islands surrounding it, they took it as their personal responsibility to make sure that this disturbance was accounted for. While most of the crew had escaped, there was a person that wasn’t accounted for yet: Roronoa Zoro, one of the world’s strongest swordsmen. They felt their hand tense at the thought of being able to finally fight him, to finally see if his strength was anything remarkable. 

“Vice Admiral! We caught sight of him near the pier, it seems that he’s lost?” Another subordinate said in some confusion. They couldn’t help but sigh at that, they had heard about how directionally challenged the swordsman was, but they never expected it to be this bad, after all the island was only so big. With a small breath, they got into a running stance before they were practically flying through the air to the pier to catch up with the swordsman. They came to a skidding halt when they heard the sound of swords clashing. 

He was here. 

When they looked over their shoulder and saw the swordsman heavily breathing as he put his swords away, they couldn’t help but smirk. 

“Are you already tired?” They teased as they slowly approached the rabid Zoro. Zoro frowned and went to pull his sword out, but their quick reflexes quickly stopped the swordsman in his tracks. “Did you seriously think that would work?” They frowned as they pulled their sword away. Their eyes scanned over the swordsman's body and noticed something interesting. Scars ran across his chest and his arms, all deep and jagged and painful, and most importantly exactly like theirs. They frowned at that realization and took a step back from him. Now it was Zoro’s turn to smirk, he took their look as them checking him out, who would blame them? He was built, strong, he was almost godly in his stature. 

“If you just wanted me you could’ve asked, I've never done a vice admiral before,” Zoro teased. 

“Shut it,” They snapped in disgust, they moved to take their coat off and unbuttoned the top of their shirt to show the same, long scar that Zoro had. “I was looking at your scar, where the hell did you get it?” They asked as they pointed to the swordsman in curiosity. Zoro frowned when he saw the scar that was the same as his own, but before either of them could say anymore, the marine reinforcements were beginning to arrive and come in full force. 

“Run!” They quickly said as they grabbed the swordsman’s hand and went to run to a safe place for the two of them. They ran fast, Zoro even had to admit that he was surprised by their deftness and speed. As they reached an isolated, quiet part of the town, they started to slow down and looked over at the swordsman. 

“Where -- “

“An abandoned part of the town, it was run down by pirates and the people here had to evacuate,” They shared as they adjusted the coat over their shoulders again. Zoro watched as their face became sullen and how they grew quiet as they looked around the town they were in. Even more than that, Zoro was surprised at how quickly they were opening up to him, why was that?

“Abandoned?” Zoro decided to ask. He almost regretted asking when he saw how their face darkened. 

“All you pirates think you’re so righteous, you fight marines, other pirates but do you ever think about the citizens who have to live in your mess?” They asked him. Zoro stayed silent and watched as they glared at him. Zoro could feel the power emanating off of them, they were someone he knew he shouldn’t mess with so easily. A Vice Admiral, but why were they so different? Did they have the same moral compass as a normal Marine, yes, but something about the way they held themselves, the way the coat slid off of their shoulders caught his eye. 

“What if I said the same about you, huh? You marines only cause damage where you go. You say you represent justice, but what is that justice? Where is it?” Zoro decided to press with a sour frown on his face. 

“Don’t even compare me to -- “

“So you think you’re above the law? You think you can destroy towns that were run by pirates? What about the innocent people there depending on their protection? You guys do the same thing the lowly pirates do. I’m not saying pirates are better, I’m not. I’m saying to look at yourself before you spout bullshit like that, at least pirates have the guts to acknowledge when they destroy something, you all just run away,” Zoro ranted as he slowly stepped towards them. When he noticed how they were trying to look away from him, he used his hand to grab at their chin and force them to maintain the sharp, almost painful eye contact with him. Both of them had hate in their eyes, the tension between them was thick, but thick with what exactly? Neither of them could place their finger on what exactly it was. But soon, Zoro noticed how their eyes began to soften, their lips tightened and it looked as if they were thinking. 

“There really are bad people on both sides,” They frowned as they tried to step away from the swordsman, but Zoro wouldn’t let them go that easily. 

“Why do you have those scars?” Zoro asked instead. The position they were in looked compromising. The Vice Admiral’s back was against a wall now, the swordsman was looking straight down at their chest with curious eyes. Realizing the strange position they were both in, the Vice Admiral had the grace to blush and cast their eyes away from the swordsman as he seemingly undressed them with one of his eyes. 

“They showed up one day. I was a captain on a ship and one day when I was patrolling, a sharp pain. I passed out, when I woke up I saw the deep scar across my chest which confused me, I wasn’t even attacked, and then even more scars started to appear. And two years ago the worst pain in my life happened. A deep pain, it was a personal scar I could tell, it was like fire,” They tried to explain, they did their best to try to explain something that seemingly didn’t make any sense. Zoro was stunned to silence, he stared at the scar some more and looked at the smooth edges of the scar, the stitching, everything. He knew the work of that sword, he was the one who was on the other end of the sword. 

“It was my fault,” Zoro breathed out apologetically, but now it was their turn to be confused. 

“What -- “ Before they were allowed to finish, Zoro stepped back and pointed to the deep scar on his own chest with a frown on his face.

“I got hurt then, that must've done something to you, but I don’t know why,” Zoro frowned. When they both looked at each other again, they began to realize that their connection may have run deeper than he realized. Neither of them were able to say anything about it though, how could they? One was a Vice Admiral and the other a pirate, a powerful pirate from a notorious group. 

“I won’t forget you, Zoro,” They said as the sound of footsteps were heard in the distance: the rest of the reinforcements were coming. Their connection was deep, their lives were intertwined and they didn’t know it yet. “I will capture you one day, and then we can talk,” They said, their sense of justice and their loyalty to their job was still on the forefront of their mind, they couldn’t let Zoro know the power he had over them. Zoro felt the same way, he did his best to look annoyed, but it was difficult, he was intrigued by them. 

“And I will do my best to kick your ass,” Zoro smirked. 

“Romantic,” They teased. 

“I can be if you give me a shot,” Zoro flirted as he started to follow the Vice Admiral out of the abandoned part of the town. They rolled their eyes and looked back over at him. 

“You wish, now get out of here, and don’t get lost!” They yelled as they saw Zoro already running, was it even in the right direction?

“No promises,” Zoro smirked as he started to run past the marines that were there. They all looked confused, how did their Vice Admiral not catch up to him yet? 

“Get him!” A marine yelled as the pursuit began. Zoro wasn’t worried about the people chasing him, instead his mind lingered on the Vice Admiral. The way the coat dropped off of their shoulders, their frown, so romantic. Zoro laughed and sped up, this was going to be an interesting pursuit for sure.

[ghost-kitty]

how do we send you prompts ? via asks ? Can I please request platonic Zoro & Law "Look like we'll be trapped in here for a while" ?

Why yes, of course you can have the sword buddies @seikyoko! :D

I hope you like it uwu

„It’s no use,“ comes the deep voice from Law behind him. “It’s sea stone.”

Zoro huffs out a breath and throws himself against the door once again, just for good measure. It doesn’t budge though and he can’t slice it either, which honestly pisses him off. Sheathing his blades, he grits his teeth. “Yeah it can’t be helped,” he admits as he places his swords against the wall and slumps down to lean against it with his arms and legs crossed. “Looks like we’ll be trapped in here for a while.”

Law says nothing. He stands motionless a few feet away from Zoro, his golden eyes piercing the swordsman.

“Don’t worry,” he reassures, “Luffy will get us out soon.”

The captain clicks his tongue. “I’m not worried.”

Of course he’s not. After all, worry is an emotion and as far as Zoro can tell, the tall man clearly lacks them. “He better gets us out of here soon. It’s his fault that we’re trapped in the first place.”

Zoro eyes the Shichibukai warily.

He’s not wrong. What only should have been a quick run for some supplies ended up being a complete mess. Like usual. Well, at least for Zoro it’s usual. He can’t blame Law for being slightly annoyed with the whole situation though; it takes a while to get used to his Captain’s antics. But no matter what mess Luffy gets them into, in the end everything turns out fine for them. So really, Law needs to relax a little. And not worry about his ‘plan’ all the time. Shit’s annoying.

The heart pirate’s captain is travelling with them for about a week now and if he’s being honest, Zoro still doesn’t really know what to think of him. Luffy trusts him, so Zoro does too. He accepts his captain’s decision of forming an alliance with the heart pirates of course, and Law was the one who saved Luffy back when none of the straw hats could. Still, all gratefulness aside, Zoro is suspicious of him.

Law is very hard to read. He doesn’t seem like the type of guy who does something out of the pure goodness of his heart. Saving Luffy more than likely serves a greater purpose for him and he probably wants to use the straw hat captain’s good hearted nature and his naivety to his advantage. Only time will tell if he has bad intentions or not though, so for the time being, Zoro sticks with having a watchful eye on him.

“Man, you should relax a little,” he mumbles, “pacing around won’t do anything. Sit your ass down.”

Law glares at him, making no move to sit down. He can practically feel the unspoken ‘don’t order me around’ on the older man’s lips. Whatever. If he likes being uncomfortable, that’s not Zoro’s problem.

Time goes by slow and the tension coming from Law seriously pisses him off. “So Kaido, huh?” he tries to start a conversation, if only to stop him from pacing around.

“Yeah,” comes the short answer.

Zoro lets out a stretched out yawn. “That’s a pretty big goal, to go after one of the Yonkos. Not that I mind.”

“…yeah.”

“I don’t think that you know what you’re in for with this alliance to be honest,” the green haired chuckles. “Well anyway… I never thought that we would form an alliance with another pirate captain. Could be fun though.”

Law eyes him with a blank expression, not a single emotion to be found on the captain’s face. He remains silent.

How charming, Zoro thinks.

“Well this has been a great conversation. I’m going to take a nap now until the others get here”

He closes his eye and lets his thoughts drift, thinking about all the techniques he wants to work on as soon as he gets the opportunity to train again. His haki is pretty good thanks to Mihawk, but he still has a long way to go. The new world is a dangerous place and their enemies will only get stronger from now on.

Good. He can’t wait to test his new skills on them.

A soft ‘thud’ snaps him out of his musings. Slowly he opens his eye to see that Law is now, like him, sitting on the cold floor, careful to not touch the wall made out of seastone. His long legs are crossed and his nodachi in between them, hugged against his chest in a firm grip. Zoro eyes the beauty for a moment, grin tugging at his lips.

“Cursed huh?”

Law nods shortly, gaze straight ahead and his lips pressed into a thin line.

Zoro huffs. “They can be a pain in the ass. Is it as bloodthirsty as mine?”

No matter how wary he is, Zoro can always appreciate a fellow swordsman; enemy or not. Sadly, he hasn’t seen much of Law in action yet, and what he saw was everything but the ordinary swordsmanship. With his weird devil fruit and all. Still, he knows that Law has the spirit of a real swordsman. He can feel it.

After a while Trafalgar speaks up; his tone cold and distant. As if he calculated every word he is about to say. Weighing what information he can share with his allies, Zoro thinks to himself.

“Not really bloodthirsty. She just likes chaos.”

He perks up at that. “Oh? It’s a she?”

Law nods. “I wouldn’t be the right man to wield her if she were to be bloodthirsty to be honest. But she enjoys the chaos I can cause with my devil fruit.” He hugs the blade tighter against his body. “She’s perfect for me.”

Zoro stays silent for a while. He didn’t think that Law’s connection to his sword is that strong. Interesting. “Well,” he hums, “the blade chooses the owner after all and not the other way around.”

The captain eyes him with a glint in his gold eyes that leaves goosebumps on Zoro’s skin. It’s easy to imagine that a single glance from him would cause many to quaver in fear. It’s absolutely thrilling to him.

“You know,” Law starts cautiously, “I can feel her laugh every time I slice through a body. She’s a damn sadist.”

The small smirk on his lips doesn’t go unnoticed by Zoro. Nor does the look of sheer admiration as he eyes his weapon. Or the way he lovingly traces the white crosses on the sheath with his tattooed fingers.

Huh. He can’t help but think that they might have more in common than he initially thought.

The room goes silent again until a loud bang makes them both grab their swords, both immediately on alert.

“ZORO~!” Luffy’s excited voice can be heard through the thick seastone door, followed by loud crashing noises and shouted curses. “TORAO~!”

Zoro grins devilishly, excitement rushing through his body. He feels the thrill of anticipation in his swords grow as he readies his blades. Law does the same. For a moment he eyes the nodachi in the olders’ hand. And then he hears her.

Laughing like a maniac. Happily calling out her master’s name, like a soft purr. Law’s grip tightens around the handle and the blade rejoices. Enthralled.

His own cursed blade screams - lusts for blood - and together they form a choir; singing a song so beautiful, Zoro’s heart starts racing.

Law hears it too. He sees it in the way his eyes are shimmering.

“Let’s stir this shit up,” Zoro growls just as the door gets pushed open and the happy rubber captain bounces in, the perverted cook behind him with keys dangling from his hand and a flood of enemies rushing in after them.

Law unsheathes his blade; the song getting even louder as the whole rooms gets engulfed by a thin sheen of blue.

“Yeah,” he agrees, “let’s.”

Zoro smiles to himself. Law might not be so bad after all.

[laws-yellow-submarine]

Hiiii! Can you please do the NSFW A-Z for Zoro? 💕

Hello! Thanks for waiting so patiently for this, I’ve been working on it in between shifts and breaks and all that haha much easier to do the whole thing if you do it in chunks rather than all at once! I hope you enjoy!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Considering that he falls asleep pretty much instantly, he’s not too good about aftercare; he’s absolutely down for cuddles though, and will likely even seek his partner out in his sleep.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On his partner: He’s an ass man, he just really loves touching/grabbing/squeezing/whatever-ing his partner’s butt. 

On himself: So this’ll be hard to explain, but Zoro doesn’t really have a favorite part of his own body. Not because he’s unhappy with how he looks or anything to do with that, after all he puts a lot of work into keeping his body strong and in shape; but it’s all a vessel for his dream of being the World’s Greatest Swordsman. The closest thing you could come to for an answer would be his muscles, but that’s only because they’re the physical embodiment of what he can do as a fighter. He doesn’t attribute any emotion to his physical form, it’s all just hardware.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Considering how grossly filthy Zoro is at pretty much any given time, he has zero qualms about getting cum everywhere. Please spray him with a hose (honestly just spray him with a hose even without the sex, the man only bathes once a week, and that's a crime) 

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Zoro actually really likes getting pegged (when he's with a woman), and when he's with a male partner he actually tends to bottom. It's not something he's ashamed of, per se, but it's not something most would think when they look at him, so it can be a bit of a surprise

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Zoro has zero experience, but once he finds someone he wants to be with he's ready and willing to learn the ropes. He approaches it just as earnestly as his regular training (though with a few more blushes of course). He mostly just needs to be guided through at first; his instincts are pretty sharp, and they’ll kick in pretty easily.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He's fine either being on top or bottom, but his favorite positions are ones that let his partner grip him to the point of scratching him. Feeling their nails dig into his skin is a pretty big turn on and just gets him going even more than he already was. He's also a fan of sex while standing up, and he can easily hold up his partner's body while he's slamming into them. 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He's unintentionally goofy, as in he's totally serious about everything he says and does, but the things he's saying and doing are so ridiculously silly that the whole thing ends up being hilarious. As he gets more comfortable having sex, he'll stop getting so embarrassed when his partner starts giggling at his antics, and he'll even be silly on purpose. 

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

It's a mess down there, and to be honest he can't be bothered to trim it. Maybe if he's asked really nicely (aka threatened) he'll do something about it, but otherwise it's staying a mess. 

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Zoro is just downright affectionate during sex. Even if it's super kinky sex, he's finding every opportunity he can to kiss his partner, whether it be on the mouth, back, shoulder, stomach, or just wherever he can reach; he just wants them as close as possible. He's so intense about it. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

When he's not interested in anyone in particular, he can go quite a while without masturbating; he even considers it a form of discipline training (how long can I deal with the fact that I'm horny right now, and can I hold off long enough for it to just go away?). It can become harder to keep his focus when he is interested in someone, but either way he's no stranger to masturbation. As long as he's alone and no one can hear him, he's fine.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Zoro's down to try anything once, but the one thing he knows for sure he likes (after trying it) is anal, both giving and receiving. Also impact play (on himself, though if his partner's into it he's up for that as well) 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere he knows he won't be walked in on; he's really got no particular preference on location. He'll try to stick to comfortable places (like a couch or a bed) whenever possible for his partner's sake, but comfort isn't an issue for him as long as it's private. 

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He gets turned on the most when his adrenaline is high; so after working out, after a battle, things like that. His blood's already pumping, and then afterwards he can settle down for a nap. Win-win!

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won't do public sex; not because he's embarrassed about his performance or anything like that (after all, it's one more thing he can lord over a certain cook), but he's a private person. Others don't need to see how he acts with his partner in their intimate moments, and nobody except him gets to see his partner in that situation.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Zoro loves receiving, he goes just absolutely wild for it; but he definitely gives as good as he gets. The man can hold a whole ass sword in his jaw, and can even hold a clear conversation while doing so! He can go for a long time without his jaw getting tired, and he’s...dextrous? Shall we say? He also can absolutely talk to his partner while he’s going down on them, which the first time he did that was definitely a shock, but after that he occasionally just...says something (about the weather for instance), just to be silly. What a dork.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He is the definition of "fast and rough", he's relentless. But, there's passion in what he does, and that's its own kind of sensuality. He can go slower if his partner would like, but he has to physically slow himself down as it's not his default setting

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Zoro has no problem with quickies. If it's a matter of "we have about 5 minutes before someone walks in here but we're both horny", that seems like an easy decision for him. He does still prefer to take his time with his partner though, so he might find them again later, time permitting. It's also going to be very rough, and may leave his partner a tad sore for a while afterwards. 

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As long as the risk isn't "let's see if we can fuck without getting caught" he's fine, and even then it's mostly that he doesn't wanna be caught with his pants around his ankles in an emergency. But honestly, this is Zoro; what's life without a little risk?

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Zoro has ridiculous amounts of stamina. Sex can end up lasting a pretty long time with him, so hydrate well before and after. It'll lead to some nice sleep afterwards, though.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't own toys, but if his partner has them he's more than happy to try using them. It's all part of the learning/training process for him. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Zoro would like to tease, and he gives it a fair shot, but he usually can't hold himself back for very long to really make it worth it. He just wants to taste and feel every inch of his partner's body, and he loves the sounds they make when he's pleasuring them. 

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

If/When he’s being teased, or just during foreplay when his partner is touching him or blowing him or grinding on him or whatever they may be doing, Zoro downright whimpers. He’s trying so hard to remain in control of himself, but when he feels good it’s harder and harder for him to remain disciplined, and those little sounds just slip out of him (especially pre-timeskip, before he’s had further training with Mihawk; he’s much less self-controlled then). He’s pretty embarrassed by it though, so don’t tease him about it (but feel free to continue teasing him in other ways hehehe). Otherwise he's pretty loud anyway, but not much for words; it's just a bunch of noisy grunts and caveman noises. He's so noisy!

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Surprising probably no one, Zoro is a bit of a masochist! Nothing too crazy, but the slight sting of pain during foreplay and sex is a huge turn on for him, and drives him absolutely wild. It's part of why battle gets him worked up. 

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

His penis is pretty average in length and girth, with a slight curve to the left. 

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He's pretty good at staving off the urges, but his sex drive is remarkably high. He's honestly always DTF, so long as circumstances permit it.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He passes right out, sorry. He’s just exerted a lot of energy and stamina, no different than when he trains and works out, and he celebrates by taking a nice nap. He’ll be up again soon though, he never sleeps for very long.

[animequeen122]

A New Dream Chapter 2

                                               Chapter 2

             I psyched myself up got dressed and headed towards the kitchen. Thankfully I knew where it was not only from watching the show but from the noises coming from one location. I couldn’t help but smiles. Despite being transported to the One Piece world and having my whole image changed, I was happy. I love this world and the people in it. So I entered the kitchen with a very big smile on my face.

             “Sam darling here take a seat.” Sanji says trying his best to be a sauve gentleman.

             “Thank you.” I reply getting comfortable. I look around the room to the faces of the crew. It was so unreal to see them all in the flesh. Brook does get up and walk over to me.

             “No Brook. You cannot see them.” I say before he gets to me.

             “But I didn’t say anything.” He replied looking heartbroken.

             “Remember when I said I know everything? I know what you say to girls and more often to Nami. So no.” I remind him. Brook than sits in the corner with a cloud of sadness around him. The rest of the crew began to laugh. It was so infectious that I joined in. It felt so good to just laugh after everything. They begin to stop laughing as Sanji starts handing food to Nami, Robin, and myself.

             “Tell us more about yourself.” Robin says picking up her wine. I take a bit of the food and can’t help but sigh in happiness. The food always looked so good on tv but it tastes even better in real life?

             “My name is Sam and I am 27? My birthday in my world is March 30th but I don’t know what day it is. I am one of four kids, all girls.” I say taking another bite of food and taking a sip of wine.

             “Must have been tough on your old man.” Franky said before chugging some cola.

             “If it was he never said anything about it. Dad loves us and is happy he had daughters.” I say trying to not sound mean.

             “Why do you like Zoro so much?” Luffy says with a mouthful of food. The whole room goes silent again. I feel my face getting red again. Goddamn it Luffy! Why did you have to ask that question.

             “Don’t ask the lady a stupid question.” Sanji said kicking Luffy on top of his head. I put my hands in my lap and just looked at them. I was never good with facing my feelings or the people I have feelings for. I am awkward and just stop talking. Besides Zoro, based on what I have seen, is probably not interested in a relationship. There are so many things he wants to do. One of which is to make Luffy the king of the pirates. But I couldn’t help having a little bit of hope. I was in a different body in this strange world, maybe there was a chance.

             “You don’t have to answer that right now, Sam.” Nami says also punching Luffy on the head. I couldn’t help but think I was going to have to answer her later.

             “I like all of you. For different reason. Jimbei is my second favorite because of what you have done for Luffy.” I cheerfully say smiling at him.

             “Thank you for your kind words but I only did what I thought was right.” Jimbei states proudly bowing his head a bit.

             “Still that whole battle showed me good characteristic of people as well as bad. It still makes me sad thinking about what was lost.” I reply with sadness filling my voice. I felt tears begin to form as I remembered Ace and Whitebeard dying because of Blackbeard. Thinking of Blackbeard I began to get angry. No pissed is the better word. If only Whitebeard turned him away everyone would be alive. But at the same time I have this feeling that things would have been different and not in a good way. I sigh. This world is harsh.

             “Are you okay Sam?” Chopper asked looking concern.

             “Yeah it just has been so much. I feel happy and sad.” I truthfully say picking back up my fork to start eating again.

             “I have a favor to ask.” I ask having finished my meal.

             “What do you need?” Luffy ask sounding kind of serious. I had everyone’s attention so I might as well ask. What is the worst that can happen? Though I hated asking anything of anyone. I felt that I was being selfish whenever I would ask, but that wasn’t true. By me not asking I would get stepped on. I was not going to let myself be like the old me. No one was going to take this away from me.

             “Since my body has changed I wanted to see if anything else changed. Normally I am not very strong plus I was kind of hoping that I ate a Devil Fruit.” I laugh. It sounded so stupid but what if. I always thought if I could live in this world I would have eaten a Devil Fruit.

             “I don’t see why not. Hey Zoro bring down some weights.” Luffy says getting up. I quickly follow the group to the deck of the Sunny. Zoro had grabbed some of his smaller weights which were still bigger than anything I had ever lifted. In my old world I was only able to life up a 15 lbs weight. I was kind of already regretting this decision. No I was not going to back down. Not now and never again.

             I walk over to the smallest weight, again not that small. Everyone was looking at me seeing what I would do. I took in a deep breath and reached for the weight. Grasping the metal bar in my hand I start lifting. To my surprise it did not feel heavy. I managed with ease to lift the weight over my head. I set the weight back down and took a step back.

             “Well.” I say looking very much shocked. I just lifted a weight that I never could have from my old world. I look at my hands thinking what the fuck am I now. It seems that with this new body there were more possibilities to me now.

             “I am guessing from your expression that that was not normal.” Robin calmly states while everyone else is looking different modes of shock.

             “Absolutely not. I could barely life weights and suddenly I can lift Zoro’s? Something happened and I don’t know what that was.” I reply trying to think of what could have one transported me to this world and two gave me this body. I wonder what else it could have given me.

           “There does seem to a mysterious force at work.” Robin commented.

             “You guys are surprised by that? Why this one time…” Usopp started to say but I cut him off.

             “Not now Usopp.” Usopp looked like I had just kicked his puppy. I was not in the mood for one of his lies or stories. I have been taken from my home and given an entirely new body. I was freaking out. Plus Zoro is real! My heart cannot handle that fact.

             “Sam you’re getting red again.” Chopper pointed at my face.

             “It’s nothing Chopper. I am fine.” I told him trying to think of anything to get rid of my blush. Nami looked at the sky and got a very concerned look on her face.

             “Guys there is bad storm coming our way. We will have to see if you have a Devil fruit power later Sam.” Nami told me. I nodded and started to head inside when something knocked into the Sunny. Everyone stopped and went over to the rail to see what it was. I stood next to Zoro not because I wanted to but because that was how we were walking to the cabin. Once again the boat rocked really hard. I was leaning too far over and fell. I hit the water and it was like all my energy was taken away. ‘It looks like I have devil fruit powers’ I thought as I slowly sank to the bottom of the ocean. The short air I had swallowed was gone and soon darkness began to block my vision. Just before I blacked out I saw a figure swimming towards me. Before they reached me I blacked out.

Editor’s note: This is the second chapter. The first chapter is better but I still like this one too. This may be a slow update as I write when I am inspired. So I hope you are patient with me. But I promise to do the best I can! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

[kbstories]

Ontological

on·to·log·i·cal (adj.) Existing as such; metaphysical.

Eustass Kidd and Killer, during and afterwards.

(Or: Alliances are made. Killer and Zoro take care of some unfinished business.)

Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Aftermath of Violence (and SMILE), Worst Gen Reunion Pre-Party

Chapter 1. Chapter 2. No additional warnings apply. Read Chapter 4 here.

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The Kidd Pirates arrive as one: Kidd up front, grim-faced and radiating Haki, with Killer to his right and Heat to his left and Wire trailing behind, eyes on their backs. Ahead, a handful of houses cluster around the slow trickle of a stream and cherry trees that dot the ground in gentle patterns. Everything about it whispers sweet promises of harmony, of a place to rest their weary heads and heal wounds barely starting to scar.

Kidd doesn’t trust any of it one fucking bit.

People are gathered in a loose group, conversations hushed and hard to make out from afar. A Marine’s wet dream, really, with how many bounties Kidd recognizes at a glance – or their worst nightmare, given Monkey D. Luffy is one of them.

That straw-hatted head turns and keeps turning into an angle that would snap any neck not made of rubber. A smile, bright with surprise.

“Oh? Spikey! And Spikey’s friend!”

Completely unaffected by the wave of tangible will Kidd pushes on them all, and after days of sharing a prison cell it just makes Kidd’s mouth tug into a grin. “Strawhat.”

(Through his mask Killer mutters, “Spikey’s friend”, like he’s contemplating if he likes it or not. Not that Strawhat would change a thing about it either way.)

Both Strawhat’s and Trafalgar’s crews are there, at least partially. Kidd spots the polar bear and those two idiots staring right at him – one of which jumps to his feet and runs inside – while that blonde guy with the kicks and Zoro flank their captain with little subtlety.

So they’re alive after all. Seems like Strawhat is not the only one capable of surviving an encounter with Kaido.

Still, Kidd isn’t here for handshakes and kisses. This is business and the way Strawhat’s expression turns a little pensive proves the brat has some braincells rattling in the attic, dusty as it must be up there.

“Where’s Trafalgar? We gotta talk.”

Strawhat just groans. “Another meeting? It’s lunch time! Sanji, you promised lunch.”

“That I did”, says Blondie around a mouthful of smoke. He nods at Kidd, curly brow raised. “You. Spikey. Any of you got a problem with eel? We’re having unagi.”

One more annoying than the other. Heat oohs behind Kidd, however, quiet enough it stays between them. That una-stuff must be good, then.

Kidd gives Killer a look; Killer tilts his head. Your choice. Kidd sighs.

“Fine, whatever. Hurry it up, we’re not staying.”

“Hey!”, the bear pipes up from the sidelines. The very moment Kidd’s eyes land on him, his frowned ferocity turns bashful and he looks to his feet, ears folded. “Sorry, um. I think we should wait for Captain.”

Strawhat makes an indistinct noise around the something-on-a-skewer he just shoved in his mouth. Once done, he uses the stick to point in Kidd’s general direction. “Nah, they’re okay. Right, Spikey?”

Before Kidd can utter the fuck you already on his lips, the swordsman to Strawhat’s right hums. “Luffy”, Zoro murmurs in that serious voice of his, one that demands to be heard without much effort. “Bepo’s right.”

And his gaze is focused on Killer, not Kidd, an arm casually coming to rest on his swords – there’s a similar tension in the way Killer holds himself, on his guard despite the lack of aggression in the air. (Breathing shallowly like he does when he’s trying to maintain the little control he has these days, like it’s better to go without altogether than laugh in company like this.)

Kidd glares. The metal around him starts to tremble.

“Eustass.”

Only one person says his name like that. The snarl on Kidd’s lips doesn’t go anywhere, especially with the indifferent glance Trafalgar Law acknowledges him with as he steps out of the shadows. All disgruntled like Kidd disturbed his beauty sleep or crashed a particularly boring match of chess or… any other thing a guy with that long a stick up his ass might do in his downtime.

 Eugh, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.

“Trafalgar. Sure took your sweet time.”

The guy’s eyes narrow a little; Kidd smirks. The gears are already in motion under that ridiculously fluffy hat of his and well, Kidd did promise Killer he’d be civil. For the most part.

“You’re the one trespassing.” Trafalgar’s voice is all smooth disdain, no nonsense. “What do you want?”

Straight to the point. There are some qualities to be appreciated about him, arrogant prick or not. Kidd spits on the ground.

“Alright, listen up. Strawhat, you too.”

Strawhat actually does, giving him a curious look over the bowl of sauce-drenched rice he’s currently tearing into. Lunch time, right. Trafalgar merely blinks, unimpressed.

Rolling his shoulders, Kidd lets himself feel the ache of metal on scars, familiar, anchoring him in his body. The presence of his crew around him settles his senses, solid and always there in the periphery.

For days he’s breathed around the wrath in his lungs, spoken every word with the thrumming of his pulse in his throat. When Kidd smiles, it’s with lips red as blood and teeth bared like fangs.

There was a decision to make, and Kidd has made it.

“That war of yours? We want in.”

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Later, much later, Kidd turns his back and Killer follows.

Heat and Wire are long gone, sent back to let the others know and prepare the Punk for battle. There’s much to be done still and little time to do it – Kidd thinks of the hell that will rain upon those who dared cross them and knows it will be worth it. This time, there will be no retreat. No mercy. Whatever the outcome, be it victory or death, it will be painted in shades of red.

Tomorrow, they sail for Onigashima.

Killer is next to him until he isn’t. Kidd blinks, stops, glances over his shoulder to see Killer's hand fall to the swords at his side.

“You.”

Amidst the sprawling fields between them and the hideout stands Zoro. The wind makes the grass surge like waves; it touches upon a face that has lost the guise of civility to reveal the demon underneath. This isn’t happening, shoots through Kidd’s mind, not again, and he growls as Haki gathers within him, ready to burst–

“Wait.”

Killer’s hand is on his chest, big and strong over the war drum of Kidd’s heart. “Wait”, Killer repeats and the calm of his voice cracks apart on a chuckle. Kidd’s gaze moves from the tension in Killer’s arm to Zoro’s eye and the recognition that sparks there.

Kidd remembers: Cuts across Killer’s chest, overlapping, all three of them deep and guaranteed to scar. Killer’s tightlipped silence over who did it, who hurt him–

“Come closer and I’ll tear you apart”, a venomous hiss more than strained with how hard Kidd’s jaw is clenched but he listens to Killer, always has when Killer’s this serious about something.

All Zoro does is stare at Killer’s mask, a gaze sharp enough to pierce layers of paint and welded metal. He says: “Those swords aren’t yours to wield. You should give them back.”

Killer huffs out an amused breath and for once, it’s genuine. “It can’t be helped. Someone took my scythes.”

An amusement that Zoro seems to share with the slightest uptilt of his mouth, “Is that so”, idle yet the threat in his stance goes nowhere. “What was it again? ‘Don’t talk down to the shogun’… or something along those lines.”

Killer’s fingers clench where they’re tangled in Kidd’s shirt. Zoro looks from that up to Kidd, smile growing all the more lethal.

“You didn’t tell him?”

Worded like a question when it’s not even close to one, and Kidd tries not to bristle, he really does. As if Zoro knows shit about anything, about them, about the living nightmare Killer’s been stuck in since–

Half a step and Killer shifts between them, sword half-way out of its sheath. Hisses, “Leave him out of this”, and Killer laughs despite the anger begging to be heard in there somewhere.

“Orochi means nothing to me. Nothing. He’ll die a dog’s death just like the rest of them.”

Kidd might not get what the hell they’re going on about but there’s real hurt in it, too, and suddenly all he wants is for Zoro to laugh. To mock Killer so Kidd can make good on the promise he gave his partner the day they went to sea and slaughter him like all the bastards that came before him.

Then… Zoro hums and that aura is gone, snuffed out with a blink and a scratch to bright green hair. “I kept the scythes, y’know. Would be a waste not to let them taste a fair battle.”

Killer doesn’t relax as much as he exhales a tired sigh. His sword is sheathed; a moment later his hold on Kidd drops and Kidd almost stumbles, only now realizing how hard he was pushing against the immovable line of Killer’s arm.

With steady hands, Killer unties the two shortswords from his waist and crosses the distance to hand them over. “A bit far to go for some stolen blades”, Killer tells him, an edge of annoyance there that Zoro shrugs off casually.

Kidd watches the interaction with narrow-eyed focus, waiting for the step out of line that never comes. Zoro meets his gaze only briefly, the eyebrow over his blind eye twitching upwards. As cocky and infuriating as his captain, Kidd’s mouth opens before he can stop himself.

“Try a stunt like that again and you’re dead, Pirate Hunter.”

The swordsman smirks, “I’ll take my chances”, before he turns to leave. Damn-near strolling back to his crew with a jaw-cracking yawn, and Kidd grinds his teeth and lets him.

Fucking Strawhats. 

Yet Killer is still staring after him, still hesitating. “The girl”, he calls after Zoro. “The one who laughed. Is she alive?”

Zoro stops, glances over his shoulder, a little puzzled. “Toko? Yeah, she’s safe.” A pause. “They executed her father. A good man.”

Killer’s head lowers. “What a shame”, he agrees, too quiet for the other to understand him. Zoro walks on and so does Killer, a step or two ahead before he tilts his mask at Kidd, waiting.

“You coming, Captain?”

Kidd banishes all thoughts of their rivals – allies, for now – out of his head and joins Killer.

And Kidd stays close, perhaps too close; their hands brush every few steps. With a fond huff, Killer’s fingers hook around Kidd’s and doesn't let go all the way to the Punk.

>>Chapter 4.

[alien-shark]

ZoTash prompt/one-shot: JEALOUSY

Echoes of what appears to be sparring shouts reverberate from the training grounds and soon, a surge of female Marine soldiers flood the halls. What used to be a serene area was now abuzz with gleeful exuberant cheers, their attention aimed at the other five female soldiers surrounding a lone shirtless green haired man at the centre of the training ground. Shinai swords drawn and pointed at their single adversary.

Tashigi, curious at the commotion, followed along the queue of female soldiers lining the perimeter of the ground, “What’s going on?” she asked, sipping at her coffee.

“He’s doing it. He’s sparring with them again!” A female soldier beamed, her eyes glued at the subject of interest.

Standing on her tiptoes, the Marine captain watch as the female soldiers consecutively charge at the man. But with a quick side step, parry, deflect and strikes on the shoulder, behind the knee and hip, each soldiers were disarmed and collapse on the dirt, one after another.

The spectators cheered and some groaned on behalf of their fallen comrades. On refusing to yield, one soldier latched on a nearby shinai and swiped at the man’s leg only for the weapon to shatter upon impact with his own.

“Too slow.” He sighed, disappointed. Spinning his head around, “You are all too slow.”

A wave of excited whispers, some of obscenities, rippled through the crowd.

“Your grasp on your swords are too flimsy! Even a kid can disarm you.” He pauses and releases yet another disgruntled sigh. “And you’re leaving too much opening! Do you have a death wish?! If I used real swords, you’d all be dead!” He turned to a soldier on the ground and offered his hand, she accepts reluctantly but hauls herself up with his help.

“The battle isn’t over until you’re dead.” He growled. “Till then, get your ass up and try again!”

Roronoa Zoro returned in the middle of the field, two bamboo swords drawn on his sides.  His eyes scan the crowd, “Who’s up next?”

Female Marines race and scrambled to try their luck at him, beaming and professing determined shouts.

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Captain Tashigi narrows her eyes, irritated that her fellow Marine soldiers- especially ones under Vice Admiral Tsuru’s squadron- are so easily swayed by Roronoa’s simple display of swordsmanship. But her resentment only doubled upon realizing that while she goes and makes herself a cup of coffee to begin the day, the man was already in the heat of his training.

While Roronoa trains the female Marines; observing them with a critical eye as they do drills and correct any mistakes and praise any improvements as they spar with one another, Tashigi decides to train with other soldiers who remained wary of the pirate. But it wasn’t long until Tashigi found herself training alone in their usual spot. She discovered her fellow officers figured Roronoa’s teachings yield very effective results.

And so she was alone, much to her disappointment.

Dinner proved tougher to endure when all she hears are praises aimed at Roronoa, how his outlandish teachings opened up new possibilities in their training immensely enhancing their skills.

“He’s truly a great swordsman! Glad he’s an ally now!” A soldier announced cheerfully.

“And he’s surprisingly such a decent guy too!”

“Right?! And he’s gentle and kind!”

“Have you seen that body?”

They giggle. Tashigi stands to leave.

A tremendous divide among the Marines occurred when the highly influential Vice Admirals finally roused and saw the errors of the entire Marines’ belief. It began with Smoker’s G-5 unit followed by Vice Admiral Garp, Vice Admiral Sengoku and most recently, Vice Admiral Tsuru.

Tashigi started as a grunt in Tsuru’s squad. Her skills earned her respect and praise among her superiors and popularity among the entire female Marine soldiers. Her rapid growth caused her to be transferred under Smoker’s wing in Loguetown. Yet to this day, she would return and spend some time with her previous crew. She considered this her place of solitude, a break from her testosterone infested infantry. It was a breath of fresh air to be around fellow female soldiers and they were always glad to have her back even for a short period.

However, the Marine/Pirate integration has altered her previous comrades regard towards her. (Roronoa and three of his nakamas: Nico Robin, The God-Usopp and The Soul King, temporarily stays on the island under Tsuru’s watch for Nico Robin to decipher a poneglyph. Which explains why and how the pirate is within their vicinity.) Now, the female soldiers’ attention has long abandoned Tashigi and are directed at Roronoa, much like the G-5.

“Give it to him! I bet he’ll love it!” A soldier nudged her companion.

“I hope so. He did say he loves quality sake.”

“Haha! He’ll fall head over heels for you!”

“W-what?! No.. I just wish to thank him..!” The other soldier blushed.

Soon, things took a sudden turn. An ample amount of female soldiers developed a budding infatuation towards the man. Tashigi couldn’t contain her hackles from rising when one evening, during a bonfire, another soldier gifted Roronoa sake. He drank and celebrated with them for yet another productive day. As Tashigi observes the exchange, she notices Roronoa smile almost slyly towards the gushing female Marines. Her suspicions towards the man intensifies. He was still a pirate after all. Tashigi witnessed the vulgar glances Black Leg and The Soul King displays when around women. Who’s to say Roronoa is different? She knows nothing about the man.

That very night, she confronted him. When finally he was alone, walking groggily through the empty streets, she blocked his path.

“Roronoa, a word, please.” She gestured to an empty alley.

“If you need private lessons, you’re gonna have to wait for two days.” He smiles. “I’m a busy man. Tonight’s not a good ti—”

“I know what game you’re playing, pirate!” Tashigi interjects. “You may blind the others with your swordplay but not me.”

Immediately, the pirate’s drunken stupor evaporated and he stares unblinking. But Tashigi refused to falter.

“If you’re training them just to create your little ‘fan-club’ or to invite them in your bed, I will not ask you again, please stop. These are prominent honourable women and some are already developing feelings-- bonds to you deeper than they intended. Feelings I doubt a pirate such as you even have. Whatever dark intentions you have planned, abandon it if you still wish to see the light of day.” She stepped closer and jabbed a finger on his chest. “Respect these women or I will make you.”

Roronoa stares at the finger on his chest and slowly creeps his gaze towards the woman.

“I always wondered why you never attend the training. I thought it was just your stubborn pride that makes you lurk behind the trees, watching from a distance.”

For the first time, Tashigi hesitates and draws her hand back.

“So this is how you still see me.” He narrows his eyes at her, as realization hits. “I trained your soldiers because they asked me to. I won’t apologize for my actions.  I am not responsible for the feelings your soldiers harbour towards me neither will I apologize for how you interpret my actions towards them. That’s on you. I’ve never disrespected your soldiers in any way and I never intend to. I only wish to help… because-”

He takes a deep breath. “This may be empty words to you but… I feel obliged- I had a friend—,” Roronoa paused, dropping his gaze to the ground.

His voice suddenly grows quieter, jittery. “I wanted to prove to her… wherever she is I—I want to prove that women can be strong and capable of so much more. At first I didn’t believe it was possible.” He meets her eyes, his own glassy under the moonlight.

“Then you came along and changed my mind. How you handle yourself and radiate that irritating confidence and headstrong determination that affects the people around you. You made me realize that women are capable of so much more. And I want to help even in the smallest way. I want to prove to her that she was wrong for thinking so little of herself because of her gender.”

Roronoa hardens his gaze and almost doubles in size as he straightens himself, towering over the Marine captain. “But she’s dead. And she will never know. And I guess it’s too late for it now. And the person who opened up my mind to the possibilities and gave me hope continues to view me as a petty low-life. And whatever ounce of help I provided in the end didn’t matter.”

The man shakes his head and before stepping around her says, “What do I know? Pirates don’t have feelings, right?”

That night, Tashigi couldn’t sleep. Roronoa’s words cut her deeper than any wound inflicted in battle. How petty and shallow of her to view Roronoa in this light.

His late friend… Of course. How could she forget? When will she ever see beyond herself? She was insecure, blinded by her weakness. Jealousy remains to be her biggest vice, the wall that prevents her from moving forward- the gap between their abilities. She was right about one thing however, she knows nothing about the man.

The following days, Roronoa stopped showing up at the training grounds and began training somewhere else, alone, and refused to train and spar with the female soldiers, however he allowed them to watch.

“Could we have been too much for him?” A soldier during lunch muttered weakly.

“Maybe our progress was too slow he got impatient.”

“Ugh. I shouldn’t have pushed him to try our family’s sake.”

“Face it, ladies. The man didn’t see anything special and probably got bored.” Another stirred at her lunch dully. “He’s still a pirate. Open your legs at him and he might—”

“He’s not like that!” Tashigi snapped. All eyes on her. Upon realizing her outburst has generated attention she wasn’t used to, she trembled and cast her eyes down. “Roronoa is… a lot of things. But he’s not like that.”

She quickly dislodge herself from the predicament. She needed to find the man- for the sake of the Marines. But more importantly give him the apology he deserved. She cannot allow her frivolous mistake sever the unity between Marines and pirates. Tashigi could not locate him that evening so she woke up early the next day and luckily found him in his new training spot, surrounded by female soldiers urging him for a spar.

Tashigi apprehensively stepped closer into his area. A twitch of his eye suggest he’s aware of her presence.

“Roronoa, please… please train them again.” She whispers and hopes he hears amidst his grunts and loud thrusts of his sword.

“They can train themselves.” He grunts.

“They can.” She swipes a quick glance at the inquisitive soldiers. “But they prefer your guidance. They enjoy your company.”

“They’ve trained without my supervision long before I arrived in the island. They don’t need me.”

“Roronoa, please-“

“No.”

Before her tears threaten to spill, Tashigi knelt down and pressed her forehead on the ground and bowed deeply before the man.

“I apologize for every malicious words I insinuated. You didn’t deserve the accusations. I was wrong. It was unjust- I was,” She bit her lip and forced the trembling words out, “— ignorant. I figured my misplaced vigilance for my fellow Marines only causes harm than good. And I realize my accusations reflected more about my insecurities than of your character.”

The thrusting of sword stopped and louder whispers emanate from the growing onlookers.

“I don’t expect you to forgive me. I only wish for you to know how deeply I regret my misdemeanour.” She sobbed. “Please do not punish them because of the lapses in my judgement. Roronoa… Roronoa-san, it would be an honour to gain your insights.”

Tashigi took a deep breath and lifted her head slightly, “Please train them—train us!!”

“Tashigi-san…” Echoes of her name ran through the crowd but she refused to lift her head.

A surge of delight rushed through the swordsman’s chest and instantly felt an entire lightness of being, as if the overbearing weight he’s been carrying the last couple of days was lifted off his chest and he was engulfed with unexpected satisfaction. A single apology from the woman would have suffice, but this almost evaporated every affliction he’d ever experience. Had this happen months ago, he would have a quip to counter, instead he clears his throat,

“Then what are you waiting for? Grab your shinai. We’re losing daylight!”

Tashigi finally raised her head, face coated in watery dirt but she didn’t care. Altogether, the entire female Marine squadron exclaimed, “Haiii!!”.

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Apologies for going over the word count! I hope this was worth your time! 

[namirotraeu]

Online Relationships

I know it took me a long time to finish this fic, but I hope you’ll still give it a try. I originally planned it to be longer. I had to delete several scenes since it does not match, maybe I’ll use it in my future fics. 

Please enjoy the final chapter and let me know your thoughts. 

“Personalities and relationships tend to differ offline. “

(Part 1) I (Part 2) I (Part 3)

Title: Online Relationships- Part 4

Pairing:Trafalgar Law X Nami

Genre: Romance / AU

Rating: T

Word Count: 1734

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, they rightfully belong to Oda Eiichiro.

Helen of Troy launched a thousand ships because of her beauty. It was not her fault that she became the cause of a ten-year war. It was the Fates who were weaving her destiny. Nami liked the epics The Iliad and The Odyssey, which tells the story of Helen. She read the books all over again every time she finds time to do so. She loved how the story tells that we are rational beings and it is our actions that makes our fate. Helen chose to love and that love became the downfall of a lot of people. Nami, on the other hand chose, to leave a comment on Law's post. She never thought it would end up like this.

16 love reactions. 5 likes. 25 comment replies.

Luffy D. Monkey: Zoro, Sanji, Robin, Franky, Ussop, Chopper, Brook, Vivi and Shiraoishi. Look! Nami, we demand an explanation! Since when did you and Torao became too close?

'Ugh, why did Luffy have to be the first one to see this? He even tagged all our closest friends.' Nami thought in despair.

Sanji Vinsmoke: Is the shitty doctor your boyfriend, Nami-swan? T^T

Zoro Roronoa: Witch, I told you to behave. Law, better take care of her.

Nico Robin: My, my, I never knew that he stole your heart, Nami.

Chopper: So it was Law that Nami likes?

It was not only her friends that reacted and commented. Even Law's friends did.

Shachi: Captain! She commented. Hurray!

Penguin: Yay! Our captain is on his spring time.

Bepo: Sorry for not noticing it earlier. I'm rooting for the two of you. May your relationship be strong. Aye!

X-Drake: Hmm..

There are a lot of people who reacted which she did not know personally, but were mutual friends with Law in Facegram. At this point in time, she regretted what she did. It would be a big deal for his and her friends. She even read a comment conversation between Penguin and Luffy saying they should team up to match the two of them. What is done is done, so she decided just to meet up with her friends in Baratie's Food Joint. Luffy said that Robin and Franky will be joining them since they have no work for today.

Her friends have already placed their own orders when she came to their table. She ordered her favorite tangerine smoothie and the lunch special from the counter. Luckily for Nami, Law and his friends were seated far from their table. She is too ashamed to look at them, but her curiosity urged her to take a glimpse on his table. Even with the crowd their eyes always find each other. His lip draw into a smirk, then he waved at her. She smiled and waved back while her cheeks is slightly blushing. It felt like it was just the two of them in the food joint full of people. But they are not. Both their group of friends is observing the two of them.

Luffy, Chopper and Ussop was laughing out loud when they saw Nami coming back to their table.

"Why are you laughing?" Nami questioned. The trio continued to laugh till Ussop decided to answer her.

"Law sudden used his bag to hide his face after you smiled at him. He was so red."

"Eh? I don't believe you. We both know you're a liar." Nami taunts her friend.

“Shishi.Torao! Look over here. Nami wants to see your face" Luffy shouted. Nami hurriedly punched Luffy to silence him.

She subtly glanced and saw Law's friends looking at her while pointing at Law, who is burying his face on the bag. His friends was laughing and teasing him. He is obviously pretending to be sleeping, she knew he wasn't someone who can sleep in any place. She found this scene cute and she happily ate her lunch with her friends.

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Marine duties in the town vary depending on which branch you are assigned. Being a Rear Admiral, Drake doesn’t have much to do than waiting for a new mission for him. He often uses his time off visiting museums to see dinosaur artifacts or collaborate with universities for dinosaur researches as a hobby. Today was he was supposed to meet Corazon, Law’s foster father, to fetch a package for his father. However, the old man called that he will be sending over his son because he has urgent matters to deal with his brother.

He knew the whole time him and Law would be together would be spent with them pissing off one another. That nerd really makes him tick. Just thinking that they would be meeting up in a few minutes made him exhausted.

While strolling in the park, he saw a familiar red head who was leisurely walking.

“This would be interesting.” He thought. He heard that Law tend to be quiet when she’s around.

“Nami!” He called out.

“Oh! Hey Drake. It’s been a long time since I last saw you. What’s up?”

“Nothing new really. I’m supposed to meet up with Law in Buggy’s Steak House for lunch. Join us.” He invited.

“It is your treat? You know I like free things.” The younger girl beamed.

“Of course, and you’ll get a bonus of seeing Law.” He teased.

“I see him almost every day in the campus or at Baratie. He should be the one getting a bonus of seeing a cute girl like me on weekends.”

“You should say that to him.” He chuckled.

They arrived shortly at the Steak House. Law was already grumpily waiting for Drake.

“You said you’d be here thirty minutes ago.” Law scoffed.

“My bad. I brought company.” Drake pointed at Nami.

“Nami-ya?” Law was shocked at the unexpected appearance of the girl.

Drake wanted to laugh out loud at the shocked state of Law. The rumors were indeed true. Maybe this lunch would be interesting.

“Hey Law!” Nami greeted.

Nami sat next to Drake while they are sitting in front of Law. Law ordered for Nami because Drake won't stop teasing him to pay for her.

"I never knew you were this close." Law stated as he looked at the two red heads conversing like its just the two of them.

"We knew each other for quite a long time and you know the thing about Robin." Nami explained. Drake and Robin used to date, however, things didn't proceed romantically as both have their priorities.

"Hn." Law quietly finished his meal.

The two red heads continued on talking. While he stayed quiet observing the two.

It didn't take too long for Drake to excuse himself. “I better go. We have emergency at the base. Walk her home or I’ll tell Cora-san that he did not raised you to be a gentleman. Surely, he will be disappointed.”

As a matter of fact, there was no emergency. He was just annoyed by Law’s state. He thought he would enjoy him squirm at the girl’s beauty, but it became boring since its not like his usual shitty attitude. Might as well give the two a little push. Maybe Nami could forgive some of his debts.

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"You don't really have to walk me home, Law. I'm going to the university to check on the progress of our team's prototype." Nami said.

"Nah. I'll walk you there. Could it be you're afraid of me?"

Nami was shocked by the question. She was quite shy that he is walking her to the university but not afraid.

"Nope. Why would I be afraid of you? I doubt a nerd could outrun me." She taunt.

"I don't think so. I may be a studious type of person but I have been athletic since I was middle school. I beat up Shachi and Penguin when I first met them."

"Being violent is not the same as athletic. Why would you even beat up your friends."

"It was their fault since they were bullying Bepo. We were all young back then." He argued.

She noticed he is awkwardly keeping distance between the two of them as they walk.  

"You know, sometimes I don't get what you are thinking. Online we are so close, but offline we're so awkward." She said bluntly. If she wanted to move forward they would have to break their barriers.

"Its just that I don't know. When I'm with you I feel like a different person, Nami-ya. Every plan I make to get close to you, seems won't work. I guess plans do not apply to you and your friends."

"Do you really like me? Or are you just pressured from the people around us?" She was embarrassed to ask, but decided to ask anyway.

"Why would I be pressured? When I met you before it was just you, not my friends nor your friends. At first I thought I was just an infatuation, but it grew on me. Nami-ya, I like you."

She leaned to gift a light kiss on his cheeks. "Let's take it slow until you are used to being around me. We should hang-out like today more."

He stared a her rosy cheeks and glorious smile. What happened today will surely change them.

"Oh! I think we should give them our response, Mr. Heart stealer."

                             ───✱*.｡:｡✱*.:｡✧*.｡✰*.:｡✧*.｡:｡*.｡✱ ───

Their friend's phone rang with a notification; it was a tagged comment from Law. He posted a photo of Nami drinking coffee from a cafe. From the photo, they could see Law's favorite hat on the table.

'I don't know about being a Heart stealer, but this girl clearly stole my heart.' This was the caption of the photo.

Before their friends could comment on the post, another notification rang. Again, they were tagged in the comment section, but this time it was by Nami. The photo she posted was from the same cafe. A booked covered the lower area of this face, while his golden eyes looked straight to the camera. Nami leaned her cheek on the top of his head, while giving a bright smile and peace sign.

'Oops! Exams are still ahead. Gotta keep this nerd Heart stealer focused on studying.'

Nami captioned it this way to show that even if they will be moving forward, their dreams would be their top priority.

It wasn't long until her and his phone began ringing. They friends wouldn’t stop until they heard the whole story. 

[madlymiho]

Hi there again! So happy to see the box is open!! If I may, can I request headcannons for Franky, Sanji and Zoro of their S/O taking a hit for them, and there pretty angry with them for getting hurt over them until there s/o replies that "although they could of handled it, it still would of hurt and I never want to see you hurt?" Just super fluff please and thank you! Have a great day/afternoon/night! 😊

Awwwww this is cute! 💜 I love the topic! These boys are simply wonderful! Thanks for asking this!

Have a sweet day and a nice reading! ~

Franky :

• Franky might give you the sensation that he's careless during his combats, always showing his new creations as fancy toys, ignoring the many risks and enemies around him, while he's ready to enter the fight

• He seems so... But Franky is someone who actually pays a lot of attention to you. Whenever you're around, he makes sure that you would never suffer from a blast of his weapons, protecting you with his large metal body when you need some help

• He doesn't want you to get hurt, and sometimes you even believe that Franky would prefer you to remain out of the battlefield, but he keeps these thoughts for himself. After all, he knows that you want to be here, and he can't forbide you to come

• As soon as you take that massive blast for him, as he finds himself distracted by another enemy, Franky is immediately rushing at you, yelling your name and catching you as you're already meeting the ground, his large hands wide open and carefuly when he touches you, so you can't hurt yourself even more on his metal fingers

• His first instinct is to lecture you, but Franky is never truly mean in his words. He reminds you that you don't need to take unnecessary risks when he's around, because he hates to see you hurt and he doesn't want you to have any scratches because of your need to protect the one you love. He can protect himself, and you know it!

• "I just can't bear the idea to see you hurt, Franky..." you whisper with a sorry smile, and it's enough to appease his anger and create something new. Franky has always been very emotional, and now that you tell him this, he blinks and tries his best to contain his tears... but he fails miserably

• As he carries you out of the battle, Franky keeps sniffing and crying, purring your name whenever he looks at your face. He tells you how fantastic, and incredible you are, and that he can't imagine a second of his life without you. Yes, Franky is never afraid to open-up, especially when he sees your gorgeous smile and feels your tiny hands cupping his jaw, tenderly

• Before he leaves you away from the danger, Franky promises you that he will be more careful now. And you know that, even if he's still a reckless Straw Hat guy... He would keep his promise, no matter what

Sanji :

• First of all, "you" and "battle" can't work together for Sanji. It can't happen. You're way too precious to actually be here, and more than once, Sanji argues with you to stay out of the combats zone, because he doesn't want you to step in

• Sanji can't help, but he's someone very protective toward you, and he doesn't want to see any bruises or scratches on your wonderful skin. Not if he can be here and take all the blasts for you instead

• He wishes he could stay around you during the battles, but Sanji knows it would be reckless. He tends to attract very strong enemies, and he's perfectly aware that you would be in danger if he was around you to protect you. So despite his clingy and servant nature, Sanji prefers to keep his distances, but you know he's always looking at you

• So as you know he can be distracted because of you, you don't hesitate to rush in his combat and take that powerful punch for him, and that, in front of his desperate stare. He has been stupid, he knows it, and he pays the price by seeing you falling on the ground, unable to protect you from that terrible injury

• Sanji catches you in his arms, preventing your back to meet the ground as well, keeping you close, trapped against his chest. He knows he doesn't have much time now, so he handles his enemy with a single kick, keeping you safe against him, before he's entirely focus on you, eyes full of anger

• You feel that he's panicking while his voice is strong but shaky, telling you that you should have let him handled the fight. He sounds terribly annoyed and patronizing, but his hands are nothing but a slow and tender caress on your body, as he carefully checks on you and your wounds, ready to call for Chopper if you need some help

• When you whisper that you don't want him to get hurt, and you can handle it, Sanji freezes, but also tenderly smiles. He suddenly remembers that you're a brave woman, and despite his worries and his fears, you would always be around him, and your strength is something noticeable

• He lifts your hand and drops a gentle kiss on the top of it, his eyes as an ocean of sweets. He brushes your hair, then your cheeks, and even if he remains silent, you can feel all the love in his gestures. He eventually leans his mouth with yours to steal a tender kiss, before he whispers to your ear that he hates even more when you are the one who gets injured

• You both end up by exchanging soft and gentle kisses, ignoring the battlefield around you, as you feel safe and loved between Sanji's arms. He never leaves you, never tries to fight someone else for the day. You're his most precious thing in this world, and you sense it in his every kiss

Zoro :

• With Zoro, things are easy. You want to fight? Then be it. Grab a weapon and follow him, he would happily lead the way. This is the sensation he gives you whenever an enemy is coming. And even if you believe that he doesn't really measure the risks he takes sometimes, it doesn't mean that Zoro would act recklessly around you

• Despite his violent nature and his impressive stamina during fights, Zoro hates to have you too close during his battles. It's way too dangerous, and he clearly knows that you have some limits. He appreciates you want to fight... But not those impossible and strong bastards who can easily hurt you!

• Most of the time, Zoro's fight are far enough from you, and with time, you understood that it's his way to prevent you to step in. The more you are away, and the more Zoro is able to focus on his opponent. Yet sometimes, his enemy is closer, and Zoro yells at you to get your ass out of here, almost harshly. But it's never mean... it's only because he's utterly worried about you

• So the second he understands it's too late and that you're going to take that hit for him, you better be sure that Zoro is out of control. He manages to catch you before you're having a bad fall (and god he hates bad fall...) and immediately jumps back on his enemy to finish him in the most angrily way possible. They touched you, and for that, they need to pay. And when he's done, Zoro runs back at you, lips curled up and stare as a ravenous fire

• He yells at you that you are stupid, and completely out of your mind. That he has explicitely asked you to get out of here. He's mad, terribly furious, but his body speaks for him. He strongly drags you against his chest, his hands circling your waist while you back lied on his torso. He keeps you tightly between his arms, his mean words becoming less harsh, his voice slightly broken

• "Hey stupid, I can handle it you know. You're an imbecile, Zoro, because I really hate to see you hurt." You softly say, your fingers brushing his skin. If usually he would have been distant in public, you feel his grip becoming even stronger, and before you can say another word, Zoro grabs your chin between his thumb and his index

• He kisses you, tenderly, but also passionately. Zoro isn't good with words, but he's good with many other way to make you understand how much he cares about you. Zoro cups your jaw, and breathes heavily, intensifying his kiss until he parts his lips, and leaves you panting. He blushes, understanding that there are many eyes on you, and mumbles at your face another "stupid", with a tiny smile at the corner of his lips

[one-piece-dumpster-fire]

hellooooo! can i request a zoro x reader nsfw reunion on zou please? thanks ♡♡

Sure thing :D But I’ve never written a Zoro dirt scenario so forgive me if he is somewhat ooc here (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Warning for dirt, semi-public sex(I guess), some slight plot, and treehouse sex(?) Under the cut~!

A raunchy Zoro scenario: Reunited

Reunions of all sorts were a common thing among the Strawhats, and you soon grew to learn about that as well. It wasn’t rare for them to split up in certain situations, especially when danger was fast approaching or there was a certain problem that just required a smaller group of people to take care of- and Dressrosa was one of those many places where you once again found yourself back on the ship in a matter of what felt like mere hours, sailing towards an unknown island no one even seemed to have heard of, while your lover and crewmate was left behind to fight off the enemy. And not just any enemy may I add, but the probably worst and most wicked person your crew has ever faced- the King of the Underground ‘Joker’, alias Doflamingo himself.

So of course you were worried for your friends and boyfriend.

But luckily everything turned out fine in the end, and I am sure you can imagine just how much of a relief it was to finally see him again, all in one piece and with no (new) visible scars or injuries.

Within the blink of an eye you were there by his side, basically throwing yourself into his arms and against his chest, almost causing Zoro to lose his balance in the process. His smell immediately filled up your senses, the odor of steel being something you had gotten used to a long time ago, and this time it also mixed with the scent of fresh sea water, creating a whole new sensation.

Back then Zoro couldn’t help but smirk with relief as his arms wrapped around your smaller frame, fully embracing you and the desires that began to boil up inside of him again. One of his large hands cupped your chin as he leaned down and pressed his nose against the top of your head and took in your scent as well, a ritual he grew to appreciate whenever the two of you would reunite with each other. His smirk only grew wider as he felt you slightly shake against him, head now tilted upwards and eyes filled with adoration and desire. For once there were no words needed, both of you fully aware of each other’s needs.

….Well and then you were broken apart once again by the others who sailed to Zou with you and were eager to greet their buddy as well. However as you managed to catch one last glimpse at Zoro’s face and especially that familiar glint in his eyes, you immediately knew what his plans for you would be tonight.

Sex usually wasn’t something Zoro would waste any thoughts on, he of course knew all about what it meant, implied, and included, but before meeting you his desire to live out and act on any longings or wants was incredibly low. And… worst case scenario, he had his hands after all. But then you came and turned everything upside down. This longing to feel someone else’s body, to bury himself deep inside of you and just touch every crook and curve you had to offer… and worst of all, his need to have you only increased when you weren’t around, since he didn’t at least have a substitute that would help calm down his desires- like just holding you close, taking in your scent or having a small makeout session to assure him that you were there, you were his. It was something he missed as soon as you sailed off on the Sunny, but now that you were reunited again, there would be nothing that kept him from holding back. And he certainly didn’t.

„Z-Zoro…“ you moaned while sitting in his lap, his lips attached to the crook of your neck and one hand already under your shirt, roughly groping your breast through your cotton-fabric bra. It was not even nighttime yet, the noise of partying Minks and Strawhats still as lively as ever, but you barely paid them any mind. As soon as everyone was done with introducing the newcomers to their odd furry friends (and Zoro had something to drink) it was up the trees and into the vacant treehouse for both of you, so you could finally have the 'proper’ reunion both of you were longing for. However… the one ‘downside’ was that this one didn’t have any doors. And seeing how many of the minks- as well as members of the crew- enjoyed to barge in on others without any regard for privacy, this was clearly a risky game you were playing. But undeniably, this practically turned you on even more…

„I missed this…“ the greenhaired man simply muttered in response, his hand continuing to roam over your chest before he pulled down your bra with one strong tug, making you gasp in suprise. By the way his hot breath tickled your neck and the feeling of his slightly erect manhood poking you through his pants already it was easy to tell that he was saying the truth. But he certainly wasn’t the only excited one.

„I… I missed you too, Zoro… but what if someone comes in and sees us…. like this?“ you groaned, also itching to bring pleasure to your lover as you instinctively started to grind your rear against his pants, hoping to rile Zoro up even more. Your actions caused him to grunt with pleasure, his pants feeling tighter and tighter with each and every move you made, already making him wish to move over to the main event. And if you kept going at him like this then soon enough he wouldn’t be able to promise anything…

„there is no reason to worry, this won’t be taking too long anyway, (Y/N). And besides, since when does a lack of privacy bother you?“ 

Although you couldn’t see his face you could practically feel Zoro’s smirk right there behind you, just the thought of it send a new wave of desire down your spine and you could feel a pool of wetness rushing straight into the soft fabric your panties. At the beginning of this relationship he would have never dreamed of saying something this bold, but as time went on Zoro quickly found out about the right things to say in order to get you worked up, and undeniably there was something about his dominant and teasing manner that always got to you…

With no need to say another word and simply aching to feel more of your touch, Zoro promptly pulled back his hand and stripped out of his upper garment to reveal his well toned chest which basically radiated with heat already. You could feel his panting against your neck as his hot breath hit your skin, and he started to trail down with his lips, leaving multiple sloppy kisses on his way until he finally reached your shoulderblade.

Gasps and moans escaped from your trembling lips as he started to suck on your skin, his teeth grazing over it every now and then as well. Unable to stand the heat any longer you also started to peel out of your shirt, leaving your upper body basically completely exposed. You could feel his hands wandering down the sides of your body, following each curve and dip until they rested on your thighs, slowly starting to spread your legs a bit so he would have easier access to your core. He was impatient, you could tell. Foreplay never lasted that long with Zoro anyway, but today he seemed to be in even more of a hurry as his fingers started to fumble with the zipper of your pants for a moment before directly sliding past it as he found himself unable to unzip it.

„Z-ZORO! That’s not fair!“ you whimpered as one of his fingers started to sloppily run over your sensitive button, and a small curse was all he managed to get out as response when your hands started to rub over his evergrowing bulge as revenge. Sweat started to run down both of your bodies as you continued to have a go at each other with your hands. This odd way of foreplay had developed into a repetitive contest between you two to see who would reach their limit first and give up by initiating the main event. And like usual, it was Zoro who lost.

„Damn it!“ he suddenly groaned and moved up a bit, almost pushing you off of his lap as he did so, his hands going down and starting to fumble around with his zipper and then boxers, impatient to finally feel your wet- and tightness around his cock. You of course did the same and quickly slipped out of your pants and drenched panties while a confident smile danced on your lips. Once again, you had won this little game thanks to your boyfrinds impatience and neediness. Upon turning around again your eyes immediately wandered down and focussed on his member, which was already fully erect, twitching and wet. Your smile only grew wider as you realized that he must be close to cumming, and if you had continued to rub him like before he might have even released right into his underwear… which explained why he was so eager to get you off.

Noticing your teasing and hungry gaze Zoro quickly ran a hand through his hair and wiped off some sweat from his forehead before muttering a “don’t look at it like this” as his other hand reached out to grab a hold of your waist again and signaled you to bend over so he could finally enter that sweet little hole of yours and bring pleasure to the both of you.

His impatience seemed to be affecting you as well, because once your eyes broke away from his aching manhood you did as he signaled, but not without playfully wiggling your behind at him and bending down ever so slowly, which caused Zoro to snort out loud. “Tsk, seriously (Y/N)…” he half groaned half chuckled as his cock finally snaked its way between your cheeks, finding what it was looking for and plunging right into your pussy at full speed and without mercy.

“AAAHHH!” you couldn’t help but scream in suprise as he reared into you like his life depended on it- usually Zoro would start of slow and then steadily increase his movements, so you weren’t used to him slamming into you as wild as he was right now! But it certainly only added to your pleasure as your hips almost started to move on their own, desperate to match his speed and find a good rhythm for the both of you to meet at. The sight of your ass slapping against his groin was always a welcome sight to the young man and only further turned him on as he reached down and grabbed both of your cheeks, giving them a rough squeeze while continuing to go at a fast pace. Part of him was so impatient and in need to release that he completely skipped over the whole ‘adjustement’ part, but then again Zoro also viewed this as a good way to try and get back at you for almost making him cum in his pants earlier.

And the feeling of your pussy tightening around his dick only further motivated Zoro as he started to grit his teeth, the sound of your skin slapping against his as well as the sweet moans that rolled off of your tongue being the only things that could be heard from all over the room. It was like music to his ears, and once he could feel you purposefully clench around him like you’d sometimes do when you were about to cum, Zoro found himself unable to hold back either as low groans and grunts as well as the occasional moan of your name escaped from his throat, signaling that he was close. And finally, with one last thrust and a final mutter of your name through gritted teeth, the swordsman buried himself as deep as possible as his juices left his body and filled you up, succesfully pushing you over the edge as well. A loud cry left your mouth which was instantly muffled by your boyfriend’s hand since he didn’t want to raise any attentions, and just a moment later you let yourself fall forward, basking in the afterglow of your orgasm. It was more intense than usual, which you instantly blamed on not being able to do anything sexy with Zoro since you left Punk Hazard. Even though the greenhaired man was a panting mess as well he refused to take the time to fully calm down from his climax, and instead wrapped his arms around your torso and slowly lifted you up to help you back on your feet again.

And as both of you finally steadied your breathing and pulled up your pants and underwear with tiny chuckles here and there, Zoro put an arm around your waist and gently pat your hip before looking down at your face with a small, now satisfied smirk.

„Oi, now that that’s out of the way… Let’s get back to the others, shall we?“

[jasontoddiefor]

Title: The Hat Stealer Pirates Summary: Portgas D. Rouge was a strange Captain, mainly because she kept claiming that Brook was going to be the musician of the future Pirate King. Not the one of the first Pirate King, but the one after. For now, he was pretty happy to be part of her crew though and help her on her search for a good hat. (Or: Monkey D. Luffy doesn’t do normal. Not even reincarnation.) AN: Inspired by that one scene in film Gold where Luffy wears a dress and a hibiscus flower. I blame this on literally everybody who said “go write!!” on my “pls stop me” tumblr post. This is for you. Behold. The plot of this is that Luffy/Rouge wants a hat. That’s it. That’s the story.

Brook didn’t know anyone stranger than his Captain. Portgas D. Rouge was a force to be reckoned with. She was bright, loud and vibrant, never really slowing down. In her own way, she forced people to go along with her pace, never really just inviting them to join her. No, Rouge managed to draw people in, attracting all kinds of attention, by merely existing. Not everyone could stand it though, which was why Brook supposed their crew was so small.

They were barely ten members, Captain and cabin boy included in his count. Brook hadn’t thought Rouge would let a nine-year-old join, but she had shown up with little Mihawk a few weeks ago and the kid had stayed ever since. He was a stubborn little brat, demanding sword lessons from Brook every day and Haki lessons from their Captain right after.

“He’s like a more serious Zoro!” Rouge had chirped, squishing Mihawk’s cheeks to his protest.

Brook didn’t know what a Zoro was, but he trusted his Captain’s word.

She tended to be right about all things dear to her.

X

Kureha hadn’t wanted to join a pirate crew. She had been quite content on Drum island, but then that D. had shown up and Kureha hadn’t been able to say no to the charismatic woman kicking down her door. Not when she had talked about the future with so much sincerity.

“Is it a good place?” Kureha asked one morning.

“The very best! You’ll teach the doctor who can heal any sickness!”

Kureha, despite her appearance or attitude, was an old woman in the sense that she had lived a long life already. Perhaps too long. Sometimes it was difficult for her to look back at the age that was and still believe that the future will be any better.

But in the meantime, if she was supposed to mentor a doctor as kind as this Chopper her Captain described, Kureha should better brush up on her knowledge on sicknesses all beyond Drum. It wouldn’t do if her apprentice weren’t prepared well enough for the storm Rouge betted on.

X

“What about this one?” Heracles said, stealing the hat of the captain of the crew they had just captured.

He handed the orange barrett hat to Rouge.

“Oooh, I like the color!” Rouge exclaimed. “Ace will have one just like that!”

Cheerfully she picked the pink hibiscus flower from her hair and carefully stashed it in the pocket of her red vest. Heracles was reasonably sure that the flower should be dried out by now, but it was still as pretty as the day he had met Rouge for the first time.

Then again, this was the Grand Line.

Their musician was a talking skeleton.

Heracles should stop wondering about all the strange occurrences in these waters.

Rouge tried the hat on, moving it around a few times with a thoughtful expression.

“What the fuck- Urgh!”

Heracles glanced at Mihawk, but the cabin boy didn’t even bother to look apologetic as he pushed Rouge’s kairoseki staff even deeper into the rival Captain’s stomach.

“How do I look?” Rouge asked, semi-content with how the hat was positioned on her head.

If there was one thing Heracles had learned in the past year traveling with his Captain, it was that Rouge valued honesty. No matter how ugly and terrible, she couldn’t stand lies.

“The color fits your freckles,” Heracles replied. “But it’s not your kind of hat.”

Rouge sighed and dropped her arms in defeat. “I knew it. I’ll never find a proper hat!”

She then placed the hat back on the head of their hostage and held out her hand for her staff. They had started confiscating Mihawk’s sword a while back in hopes the kid wouldn’t immediately jump into every battle they faced, but the kid had just opted for stealing an enemy’s sword, building quite the collecting, or Rouge’s staff since she started favoring her fists when the fights became too dull.

Most of their battles had been beneath her level so far.

Heracles had stopped believing she was from a tiny island in South Blue a while ago.

“Did you know you can coat your weapons in Haki?” Rouge asked Mihawk.

The boy nodded eagerly and Rouge grinned, then she took a step back from the captured pirates.

The men whimpered.

“Take good care of your hat!” Rouge shouted and sent them flying with her black staff.

They watched as the other crew landed a couple hundred meters away in the water, their one devil fruit user being held up by the rest of the crew.

“So!” Rouge spoke up again and put her flower back into her hair. “Party now?”

X

“Mihawk,” Rouge said, drawing out the vowels. “You’re not supposed to go on an adventure without me.”

The fourteen-year-old tried to escape Rouge’s hug, but the Captain wouldn’t let go of him. Rouge was an annoying woman, always touching people and trying to make them smile. Mihawk really wasn’t the kind of person who did either and Rouge had seemed to make it her personal mission to shower him in affection.

Thankfully, he had learned how to distract her.

“I brought you a hat!” Mihawk declared and presented Rouge the straw hat he had liberated from a red-haired brat.

The kid had almost made him lose his match with his distracting shouts, he’d had it coming. Besides, Mihawk had needed something to make Rouge forget he’d taken off on his own again. While Rouge had never cared what exactly everyone was up to when they went exploring a new island, she at least wanted to be told when you took off. Mihawk may have ignored that in favor of racing to a sword tournament. He just hadn’t been able to wait! He had won plenty of money too and was willing to buy himself his quiet hours by bribing Rouge with meat.

“That’s a good hat,” Rouge agreed. She looked almost nostalgic. “Where did you get it?”

“I-“

“HEY!”

Mihawk looked past Rouge to see the scrawny red-head from before approach at a rapid speed. So Mihawk hadn’t been able to get rid off the kid.

Damn it.

X

Portgas D. Rouge had been a strange child, always talking about places and people she shouldn’t know of, but had seen in her dreams. The village that had raised her had simply accepted the oddness of the little girl and had moved on. The circumstances under which she had come into their care had already been weird enough, there was no need to question her further.

Rouge herself hadn’t known the truth behind her dreams and the Voice whispering so sweetly in her ears until she had almost drowned at the beach one morning, playing with the other kids.

Baterilla had been so full of adventure before Rouge had choked on saltwater.

Afterward, it had appeared much too dull, simple, and gray for the late Pirate King.

Monkey D. Luffy had lived his life. He had fulfilled his own dream and watched his Nakama reach their goals one by one, joyful smiles spread over their faces.

He’d died in battle like he had wanted, and now he was back again.

And Bored.

Luffy, Rouge, hadn’t wanted to become Pirate King again - and, yes, she would have been King still. That was the proper title and the name Rouge wore now didn’t change that. But without her dream to go chase or her Nakama to support, Rouge felt empty. What was there to do when you had already fulfilled the dream you had pursued all your life?

She and her brothers had sworn to live a life without regrets, so Rouge tried her best to look forward, even if she had a hard time seeing anything interesting at all.

She missed her friends and her family.

And she missed her hat.

Shanks had let Luffy keep it in the end. The Mugiwara Pirates couldn’t really be Straw Hats without their signature symbol after all.

Rouge, on the other hand, didn’t have a hat and had become used to sticking flowers in her hair. They were pretty cool and smelled nice, but they were no hat. The women in the village had called it a shame to cover her beautiful locks with anything. Naturally, Rouge disagreed with that sentiment. Everything was better with a hat, even the hair the women and girls loved to braid. They adored doing that almost as much as they liked sticking her into wide and frilly skirts.

Luffy had only worn skirts and dresses a couple times, they hadn’t suited his fighting style then with his rubber powers. But Rouge hadn’t eaten the Gomu Gomu no Mi, so no rubber limbs were getting tangled in the skirts’ fabric.

Rouge had no devil fruit powers, no hat and no crew and no idea what to do.

Setting sail again had seemed like a good idea. She didn’t know these waters, so maybe there’d be new adventures for her. Rouge would be a horrible Captain if she didn’t make sure that her family would get to live in freedom a little earlier if Rouge pushed the storms in the right direction. Brook was already waiting for someone to hear him play, and she might not be his Captain anymore, and never would be, but she couldn’t let Brook suffer loneliness any longer if she could prevent it.

And somewhere in-between the waves of the sea, Rouge learned how to appreciate swimming, picked up a crew and goal: she wanted a new hat.

And now she was finally looking at it.

Monkey D. Luffy had lived and died, but Rouge was a pirate and pirates were selfish.

And she really, really wanted her hat.

“You can’t have it!” Shanks protested, pointing accusingly at the straw hat. His voice was much too high and he was much too short. “It belongs to my Captain!”

Rouge hadn’t really spent a lot of time thinking about the not yet Pirate King. The Roger Pirates seemed like a fun bunch, though, and she had been meaning to find someone strong to fight.

It had taken a while to adjust to limbs that didn’t stretch endlessly, but once she had managed that, all battles became slightly disappointing. At least Mihawk was on his way to become the World’s Greatest Swordsman (until Zoro took his title) and training him was fun.

“If it belongs to your Captain, why do you have it?” Rouge asked Shanks.

Shanks crossed his arms in front of his chest, blushing red. “Well- I’m holding onto it for him right now! But that doesn’t matter! You have to give it back!”

Rouge twirled her hat in her hands, then tucked her flower behind the hat’s red ribbon and put it on her head. Its weight was familiar, it fit well.

No way she’d give it back now.

“Tell your Captain if he wants it back, he can come and fight me for it!”

“What!? You can’t do that!” Shanks shouted but made no move to attack her.

“I’m a pirate, I can do whatever I want.”

Smiling happily, Rouge turned to walk into the direction of her ship, Mihawk following her. It took only a moment, then Shanks rushed after them, still demanding the hat back. If he made it onto her ship, he’d have to come with them. Heracles and Brook had caused some trouble in the city, the marines would chase them out soon.

Oh, well. Roger was almost at his strongest right now, wasn’t he? He should be able to pick up on Shanks’s disappearance.

Rouge would get to fight the Pirate King. This life had undoubtedly turned out to be an excellent adventure.

Ignoring Shanks and Mihawk’s shouting behind her back, Rouge wondered if defeating him meant that she could take all his supplies too. He was a D. after all, he must have lots of meat on his ship. And if not, she’d make him invite her to the matches between him and Ace’s old Captain. She never got to fight him either!

“Rouge, can I get rid of the brat?”

“Don’t call me a brat, you creepy vampire!”

This life had really turned out to be a great adventure, and it was only getting better.