#monkey d luffy x you

[willowbelle]

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law respond to you asking them to fuck you harder! (>ᴗ•) !

cw: fem afab!reader, piv sex, spanking, praise, choking, rough sex, positions (in order): mating press, doggy style, cowgirl, wall sex, prone bone.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy:

Luffy seldom falters in his incessant pace; he revels in his ability to fuck you like an animal in heat; harder and faster than anything you’ve ever experienced. He's captivated by the sounds emanating from your throat, and the knowledge that he's the one eliciting such responses makes it even more enticing. He diligently strives to uncover a wide array of your vocalizations, collecting them, almost. 

On this occasion in particular, he’s got you on your back, legs dangling over his toned shoulders as he holds you down by your waist, pounding his length into your needy cunt while you scream and whine for him. 

A new noise erupts from your heaving chest, one that Luffy’s never heard before;  a plea,

“Please, Luffy, harder!”

The foreign sentence prompts his ears to perk up, momentarily causing his pace to falter. He looks down at you, his eyes widening as he carefully studies your face to confirm he heard you correctly.

Suddenly, a smile tugs at his lips, and he bursts into hearty laughter, 

“You want me to fuck you harder?” he giggles, but his tone is tinted with a bit of playful arrogance, “Sure! If you think you can handle it!” 

Seeing your desperation as a challenge, the captain accepts eagerly, aiming to prove himself. He grounds his knees harder into the mattress and pulls his hips back before thrusting in abruptly, making you cry out as the tip of his cock batters your sweet spot. 

"That's a new one!" he chuckles, the unfamiliar sound igniting a flame within him that courses through his veins and singes his blood, filling him with an exhilaration beyond compare.

Determined to hear the special noise again, he commences with his unruly pace, making your screams rise in pitch. 

The grip he has on your waist tightens as he continues pounding you, the sounds of your sloppy cunt accepting his cock over and over again causing elation to flood his skull, 

“This hard enough for ya, baby?"

Zoro:

Zoro is a relentless force, driven by an insatiable desire to prove himself; strength and sexual abilities alike. 

He refuses to settle for anything less than excellence, especially in the bedroom. He’s in constant pursuit of validation, hellbent on getting you to scream his name only seconds in. 

Zoro’s got you on your hands and knees, treating your insides with brutal thrusts as he kneels behind you; thick, strong fingers bruising the plush flesh of your hips as he grasps them tightly. 

His grip is like a vise, unyielding and firm, your screams falling on deaf ears as he rails you mercilessly. He always aims to assert his dominance, his presence, and when your needy request makes its way to him, to say he’s surprised is an understatement. 

“Please, Zoro, harder!”

He’s still holding you, with unwavering resolve, but his harsh pace as slowed, just barely, so he can hear you over the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together. 

“Say that again.” 

And you do, making the large man behind you let out an amused tsk. 

He promptly obliges, but not because you’re in charge; oh no, he’s fueled by a fierce resolve to make you rue the moment you questioned his abilities.

The swordsman’s grip tightens on your hips as he immediately begins thrusting harder, so intensely it makes stars erupt beneath your eyelids. 

He’s groaning behind you, planting harsh smacks to your ass as he proceeds, obsessed with the way your cunt sucks in his cock so greedily. 

Your mouth hangs slack and screams escape from it as he pounds you.

You’re a weak, trembling mess, causing the green-haired man to smirk as he leans down to rasp in your ear, 

“Careful what you ask for.”

Sanji:

Sanji would move mountains for you, sacrifice everything to grant you joy. He’s entrapped by you and your presence; and it transforms him into a devoted disciple, eager to fulfill your every waking need. He hangs onto every word you say, treasuring each syllable as though you’re a deity among mortals. 

He’s always been a gentle lover; petrified of hurting you, of damaging that precious body of yours that he worships so obsessively. 

His adoration transcends mere admiration; he’s a devotee, obsessed with pleasing you with his gifted hands and gentle, strategic hips. 

You’re on top tonight, grinding up and down on his length. You’re desperate for more, though, greedily moving your hips in a tight circle as you move up and down. 

He’s quick to notice; promptly reaching up to hold your waist and aid you in your efforts, lifting his hips to thrust up into you slowly, carefully. 

You whine at the pleasant sensation; it's welcomed, but it’s not enough. 

“Please, Sanji, harder!”

Although he’s a bit taken aback by your sudden request, he doesn’t stop to think, he just obeys. Sanji presses his heels into the mattress to use his strong, lean legs to aid him in pounding into you from below, groaning as he looks up at you longingly. 

“As you wish, beautiful.”

You’re panting, crying out for him as he fucks you harder than ever before; the pace is uncharacteristic but seemingly natural for the gentle cook.

The sight of your face contorted in pleasure makes the coil tighten in his lower stomach, his thrusts are becoming sloppy but remain brutal as he desperately leads you towards your orgasm, 

“Sure you can take it, my love?”

Ace:

Ace is an enigma; a determined, goal-oriented man, but a kind, compassionate one, nonetheless. 

He regularly tightropes the fine line between rearranging your guts and making sweet, gentle love to you. 

His ambition is unwavering, but his heart remains soft and tender as he strives you make you shake and whine beneath him. He wants to stuff your brain full of nothing but lustful visions of the two of you; the juxtaposition of him fucking you roughly while he caresses and kisses your cheek. 

He’ll usually start gently, kindly; moving his hips carefully, softly moving his lengthy cock in and out of you. 

However, any little whine, squirm, or plea from you can flip the switch inside Ace; ignite the flame within him that singes his skin and plunges him into the unruly parts of himself. In an instant, he’ll be pounding you relentlessly, pace remaining brutal and firm as he makes you scream and pick your brain to find the moment he shifted. 

Tonight is no different as Ace has you pressed against the wall, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he holds you up, gently thrusting in and out of your tight cunt. 

You’re digging your nails down his freckled back, prying at his skin, praying that your touches alone are enough to signal that you’re desperate for more. 

He persists like he has been, however, softly and gently, placing sweet kisses to your neck and chest. 

You’re a whining mess, desire pricking at your goosebump-riddled skin as you nip at his collarbone, silently begging him to fuck you harder.

He’s stubborn, clearly, his pace remaining steady as he groans into your ear. 

A plea tickles at your throat but you don’t attempt to stop it, instead, you allow the cry to bubble over and meet Ace’s ear,

“Please, Ace, harder!”

And there it was, the switch flipping; the very moment when kind, gentle Ace retreats, and rough, wild Ace emerges. 

His grip on your hips tightens and he presses you into the wall harder, reaching up to firmly grasp your throat,

“Oh, yeah?” he growls, bringing his hips back to pound into you harshly, earning a weak cry from your slack jaw. 

His pace is immediately overwhelming; you can feel his thick cock in your stomach as he stuffs you full, his blunt tip bullying your cervix with each pass, making you cry out rhythmically. 

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing, pretty girl.” 

Law:

Law navigates the world with a keen eye and a steady hand; and these traits always remain true, even in the bedroom. 

He’s a meticulous, observant man; and although he may seem dull, he never misses a beat. 

He opts for studying your body; your noises, your movements, in order to please you in the ways you need, not just the ways you want.

Every action is calculated, every decision weighed with thoughtful consideration. He moves with purpose, deliberate and measured, leaving nothing to chance. 

Nothing goes unnoticed, or falls under the radar when you’re with Law; he may be tedious with his touches, but damn, it’s worth it, because he does it all perfectly.

Beneath his analytical exterior lies an insatiable curiosity; a deep, obsessive desire to understand every facet of your being, from the intricacies of your mind to the contours of your exquisite body. 

He wants nothing more than to please you beyond comprehension. 

You’re laying on your stomach, a pillow beneath your pelvis to raise you a bit. Law is hovering above you as he thrusts steadily into your cunt, leaning down to groan in your ear and kiss along your nape. 

His pace is fixed but firm, and the position you’re in aids him in hitting your sweet-spot dead-on with each thrust. 

You’re whimpering needily, coming undone beneath the doctor as he stays true to his consistent pace. 

He’s precise and careful; making sure to hit your g-spot with each pass, but he can tell you’re desperate for something; aching for more. 

He can tell what you’re about to say before you can even get the courage to let it out,

“Please, Law, harder!”

A smug grin tugs at his lips, amused by your desperation for his cock, but he listens, immediately beginning to thrust harder into you.

His pelvis meets your ass with a loud smack with each harsh thrust; the noises are lewd and your weak screams only add to it, but his pace never falters as he obeys your plea. 

He’s determined to instill in you the fact that polite requests will always be granted, but he can’t help but tease you a bit, 

“You’re insatiable.” 

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

[bby-deerling]

one piece men + period sex (nsfw)

some period sex headcanons! || masterlist

ft. luffy, zoro, sanji, law, ace

18+, nsfw, mdni

cw: afab!fem!reader, talk of periods/period sex, blood, bloodplay, oral sex, fingering, etc.

luffy

is confused and doesn't understand why you're bleeding... once you explain it to him, he simply shrugs it off and continues. it's not a big deal to him!

doesn't mind any bloodstains, and will not even bother to put a towel down! he's always one to make a mess, but you might have to twist his arm to get you to help with the laundry afterwards...

something inside him stirs when he tastes you; the metallic tang of your blood reminds him of a steak cooked rare, and he can't get enough of it!

zoro

on the surface, he sees it as something normal and natural, and doesn't see any reason to let a tiny bit of blood stop him from giving you some loving. deep down, he's no stranger to the sight or taste of blood, and secretly enjoys it.

doesn't necessarily believe in blood magic, but he thinks it's hot to lap up everything you have to offer—the act of tasting your blood is an intimate act for him, and makes him feel even closer and more tightly bonded to you.

if you're in pain from cramps, he will be gentler and softer with you. he is familiar with aches, soreness, and pain, and it feeds his ego to be able to take that pain away from you with his touch.

sanji

he lives to please, and will still eat you out like a man dying of thirst. secretly, the taste of blood isn't his favorite, but you wouldn't know it by the way he smothers you with attention until you're overstimulated and writhing under him.

feels a bit squeamish fucking you at first—he has to get over the mental hurdle that the blood is just there and he's not hurting you. after he gets accustomed to it, he's back to being all over you just like he usually is.

uses having sex to "fix" your cramps as an excuse to come onto you, and gets so whiny and needy as he pleads to let him help you.

ace

doesn't mind either way, is the type who might not even notice you're on your period unless he sees a bit of blood.

he might be a bit more gentle with you though, and if you're in pain he'll put his palm on you like a warm compress while he eats you out.

loves to dirty talk, and mumbles nonsense about his dick being the medicine you need to make you feel better into your ear while he ruts into you :)

law

insists on putting a towel down—even if he adores you, he doesn't want to have to deal with an unnecessary load of laundry afterwards...

he is so the type of guy to use the "you know, orgasming can help ease the pain of your cramps..." line on you and it works every time.

prefers to use his fingers on you instead of his mouth—if he were anyone else, you might be a bit miffed, but with how skilled he is, who are you to complain?

[grandline-fics]

All That I Need

DESCRIPTION: When your presence is all they crave

WARNINGS: some suggestive themes, some jealousy in Shanks’ mostly fluff overall

CHARACTERS: Luffy, Zoro, Shanks| Sabo,Sanji

WORD COUNT: 1,413

A/N: Finally starting to feel better so I decided to finish this. Mostly indulgent and I hope you all enjoy

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST

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LUFFY

Long before you and Luffy even got together you knew he was solely motivated by his wants, childishly so. He saw a platter of food meant for everyone? He’d eat it all before anyone else got a chance to grab a fork. Someone tried to tell him he was too weak to beat them? Luffy had the first punch thrown before they could blink. If he wanted something he was vocal about it. It was a simplistic way to be and at least you and the crew always knew how to keep your Captain happy. There was never any guessing, even when he was unconscious.

Of course once again he’d pushed his body to the limit to win a fight and now he was dealing with the consequences. Chopper had tended to his wounds and you approached his now sleeping form with a tired but proud smile. You were used to this but still you couldn’t help but worry about the strain his body was being put through time and time again. “You know once he wakes, he’ll be shouting for meat and jumping around like nothing happened.” Nami muttered like a disapproving mother as she left and you let out a small laugh. 

Now close enough you lightly pushed the hair from his face, smiling to see that the mention of meat had made him grin in his sleep. Your worries all but left you now to see that. As long as he could smile, you would find the strength to do so too. You pulled your hand back and turned to leave the room, letting your significant -but reckless- other rest. Except you stopped when his hand clasped around your wrist. You turned in shock, he was awake already?

Your eyes widened to see that he was still unconscious. You were about to call for Chopper but all that could escape your lips was a gasp of surprise when you were abruptly pulled down onto the bed. Through muscle memory or pure instinct, Luffy lay with his arms around you the perfect balance of protectiveness and possessiveness in his hold. It was like this every night you both slept in your shared quarters. When his head lay against your chest while mumbling your name in in his sleep you smiled warmly, overcome with a sense of belonging and joy to know that you will always be something Luffy needed.

ZORO

Zoro was frustrated; his form was too tense, nothing was landing the way he wanted, the way he needed to. If he was to get stronger, to become the best this wasn’t good enough. If he was in an actual fight and not training he’d be losing. Angrily he swore and let his weights fall loudly onto the floor. Storming out of the Crow’s Nest he sought the one thing he desperately needed to make this frustration and tension go away. Listening intently he heard your familiar laugh sound from the kitchen and dining room. Striding in he saw you listening to Usopp telling a story of the crew’s adventures from the early days before you’d joined. 

Just seeing you help Usopp cleaning up was enough to help his mood but still it wasn’t enough. He needed more, he craved you. Your warmth, your very essence and it was now he realised why he had felt so off. He hadn’t gotten enough of you today. With the watch rotations from the night before, usual morning chores, and then when Robin and Chopper had called you away to help them with their nonsense it had disrupted your usual time together completely. Now that he knew what his issue was, the solution was so simple. Wasting no more time he walked across the room with you in his sights. 

You’d blinked in confusion when Usopp trailed off in the middle of his story and looked behind your shoulder. Slowly you turned and smiled at Zoro, believing he’d only stop his training midway through for food or an equally important emergency. “Hey, is everything okay? Do you need something?” 

“Yeah. You.” Zoro stated firmly when he closed the distance. Before you could react, your boyfriend had his hands secured to your waist and pulled you forward so his lips could find yours, coaxing you into an increasingly hungry, intense kiss. Zoro savoured every moment of it, taking in every second and reclaiming the time he’d lost out on just being with you. As dizzying and as powerful the kiss was you could feel the shift in your lover; as subtle as it was you could tell he had been holding onto something that was making him more tense than normal. If this was what fixed it you weren’t complaining. When you finally pulled away to catch your breath, Zoro let out a huff of relief. 

Now energised and focussed, Zoro threw you over his shoulder allowing himself a smirk when you yelped at the sudden action. Knowing it was pointless to even pretend like you wanted to struggle out of his hold you enjoyed the luxury of Zoro carrying you out of the kitchen and up to the Crows Nest so he could finish his training. Whether you remained on his shoulder or just sitting to the side and watching it didn’t matter to Zoro. As long as he had you in his vicinity, one of his main motivations for getting stronger that was all that mattered.  

SHANKS

“If you think you’re looking cool and brooding over here, I hate to break it to you Captain you look more like you’re sulking.” Beckman laughed from behind his mug of ale. Shank clicked his tongue in annoyance and took a slow sip of his own drink, watching as you talked and laughed with the new recruits of the crew. You’d all decided to stay the night at one of the islands under your protection. The first time for the new recruits to get to terms with how the Red Haired Pirates did things beyond just sailing the seas. It also gave everyone a chance to unwind and enjoy some shore leave. 

It was only natural that the new crew members would gravitate towards you, after all you were the go-between for them. You were the one they asked for help with things to avoid disappointing or angering their intimidating but inspiring Captain. They were still finding their place in the crew with the longer standing members and you’d promised them all it would take time and that they’d all been welcomed onto the crew for a reason. Still they all felt the most comfortable with you so far. Unfortunately your lover and Captain didn’t want to see it that way. He was jealous of them claiming your attention all the time and he missed you even though you hadn’t gone anywhere.   

Shanks’ eyes met yours when you looked over to check on him. He tried to keep his expression level but clearly it wasn’t convincing enough because you swiftly but politely excused yourself from the group you were with and stepped up to where your Captain was sitting. Slowly you turned your head towards Beckman and jerked your head. A silent request for him to leave you both alone. As much as he’d love to stay and watch you expertly handle the Pirate Emperor he knew to give you both some sort of privacy and left. 

With a tired sigh you slid into Shanks’ lap, throwing your legs over his and tucking your head under his chin. Wordlessly you took his mug of ale from his hand and coaxed his arm around your waist. “This is what you wanted right? Me all to yourself.” You asked with a smile before taking a sip of the ale. You knew Shanks better than most, he wouldn’t offer an explanation for his mood unless you started the conversation. His arm tightened around you and he chuckled softly. 

“Can you blame me? Your very presence is utterly intoxicating to me. Why would I want to share my treasure with anyone?” Shanks asked and you rolled your eyes at his words with a small smile. You did want to remind him that he had nothing to be jealous about, everyone knew you were an item but still it was cute to have him still be like this after so many years together. “I mean it you know. I can’t get enough of you, need you more than breathing.”

[hannya-writes]

Luffy/Zoro calling you their Wife.

I had to write this idea with these two. I enjoy it way too much, hehe. Anyways, let's start!

Luffy

"Y/n is my wife" Luffy said those 4 words only to get rid of Boa.

The former shichibukai had been pestering him about marriage for the nth time in the last few days.

He was done, he didn't want to hear the word marriage ever again but the empress couldn't get it in her head.

You on the other hand had gone there to talk with your captain about the tiny details he hated to solve.

You have managed everything around the ship since more than a decade ago. If someone needed something they went to you.

And you reported everything to Luffy even when he wasn't paying attention. He trusted you. You were basically his vice Captain, even in battles.

You had once been a captain of your own ship before joining the straw hats. You knew how to do the work, so you just did it.

"What?" Boa looked at Luffy with a mix of horror and pain.

"Luffy!" You were going to admit that was a lie, that there was no way Luffy would ever marry.

But Luffy pleaded with his eyes. Luffy was almost 30 but was able to pull such cute puppy eyes on you that you had to fight the instinct of hitting him in the back of the head.

"Y/n?" Boa asked sadly and Luffy pointed at you, right behind her.

She turned to look at you with disdain and then her furious eyes suddenly showed panic.

Boa knew who you were, well most people knew about you. The Dragon of the West, you had helped Luffy all those years ago to become the pirate King. If the yonkos still existed you would be at that level.

"You promised you would tell anyone!" You sighed getting closer to Luffy passing by the side of a contrite Boa, only to pull Luffy at your level to kiss him.

Luffy didn't back off, he took you by the waist and welcomed the kiss. He pressed you against his body and deepened the kiss.

Your relationship with Luffy was casual, sometimes you had sex, sometimes you cuddled and sometimes you were just friends.

There were feelings involved, of course! But you didn't put on labels, you were pirates for gods sake! You loved freedom!

"Excuse me" Boa said in a tiny embarrassed voice and left in a hurry.

You pushed back to break the kiss but Luffy didn't back away, staying way too close to you.

"Come on" Luffy said before carrying you in his arms in bridal style "you got marriage duties in my room"

"Put me down Luffy I just came to bring you a report" you told him looking away from him.

"Forget about it, we gotta consummate our marriage" he joked and you laughed.

Zoro

"Oi, that's my wife" Zoro didn't say it to brag, he wasn't angry, it wasn't a menace. It was just a piece of information that Chopper told him to say if men started to bother you too much.

Some of the Mugiwara crew were out on the island you had stopped by. Sanji was hunting ingredients, Nami was looking at clothes and you decided to stay close to Zoro as you both went for Sake.

"I'm flattered, but I'm not interested. '' You told the guy who flirted with you but he didn’t give a shit what you said because he started following you around like a lost dog.

Sanji had asked you if you wanted him to kick the man away, but you, being the sweetheart you were, told him not to bother and so, he sighed and went his own way.

Zoro on the other hand, He didn’t ask. He said those words hoping the dude would stop and walk away.

Your relationship with Zoro was excellent, there was a thing going on between you two but it was a secret. You didn’t wanted Sanji bothering Zoro or Nami asking you about why and how that had happened. You were not embarrassed of being Zoro’s couple. It just was impractical.

And you two were too practical to make things complicated.

Sanji froze in place at the hearing of the Marimo's words, then he whipped his head in your direction for confirmation even when he was at least 100 meters away.

“Wife? a beauty like you is with that… animal?” the man asked and you frowned, they could say whatever they wanted about you but no one messed with your friends and especially not with your lover.

“Well the “animal" as you call it, is the best swordsman in the world" you said stopping to look at the man in annoyance "He unlike you knows that when I said "I'm not interested" I meant fuck off" you told the asshole but he made heart eyes at you.

"You look beautiful even when you are mad" he whispered and you felt a vein pop in your temple. "I'll give you anything you want, just give me a chance sweetheart, I'll buy the most expensive jewels, the best dinner in town… I'll make you forget about him"

"Okey, that's enough" Zoro muttered to himself as he unsheathed one of his swords to point at the man. "You can't buy her, she's mine" that time he was angry, he moved the sword slightly and made a scratch in the man's shoulder

The man shrieked in pain and you looked at Zoro with a smirk.

"fucking Pirate, I'll call the marines, then you…"

"The marines can't help you, you messed with my wife, I'll take care of you…" Zoro was ready to kill.

"She's not even that pretty" the man said afraid "she's just a pirate's whore"

With a big smile you stopped Zoro by putting a hand in his chest, his eye met yours and he put the sword down, giving the man the perfect moment to escape.

Only for you to throw him a needle to the neck, making him fall in his face, paralyzed.

He tsked at you and sheathed his sword.

"Fucking scumb" he muttered, still angry.

"It's ok, I don't care" You answered and he looked down at your lips. Your hand was still over his chest.

"I do, no one talk like that to..." He doubted, he didn't know how to label you

"your wife?" He blushed at your words and looked away

"Yeah" he answered, pulling you closer by the waist.

"Thank you, dear husband but let's not make an scene" you were about to kiss when…

"So you two are together, uh?" Nami said, appearing from nowhere, making both of you freeze on the spot.

Zoro blushed even more and so did you.

"Fuck" Zoro said in a whisper and you cursed too.

Sanji appeared running, cursing Zoro for his words and the fact that you two were together.

You giggled and Sanji attacked Zoro for being such a "lucky bastard" for getting you.

Of course your smile vanished when Nami asked about the wedding and how come she wasn't invited.

You two have made a big mistake.

[missmugiwara]

A Secret

Summary: gn!reader x Luffy // What happens when you tell the captain a secret? Turns out, it makes him really happy! And he only wants more.

Warning: 18+, suggestive, very flirty, did I make Luffy a slight dom?

Note: I think one of my favorite things about writing for Luffy is that it's kind of hard. But he's my sweetie pie so I'm not complaining.

✦ Word count is 2.2k ✦

Luffy's strength was no secret.

Everyone knew that. It was also no secret that he always got stronger. Sometimes, it seemed like the Straw Hat Pirates were always moving from one adventure to the next, never taking a break. So how did Luffy have the time between fights to find new moves and new gears to try?

Maybe he didn't do it as much as Zoro, but there were instances where you caught the captain training. Sometimes it was on boring days like today where you happened to be parked at some random island for Franky to do routine maintenance to the Sunny.

Luffy's breath was heavy, mouth wide open to release hot pants. His red ruffle-sleeved shirt and yellow sash were chucked off to the side, bunched in a sloppy pile on the ground with his precious straw hat gingerly laid on top. His scarred chest heaved with each breath he took, muscles tensing deliciously. A thin layer of sweat covered his entire body, forming delicate beads of moisture to glisten in the sun. His hair splayed across his forehead and around his face in cute, damp waves from the moisture. It was certainly a sight to behold. The captain was positively mouthwatering, and only one thing crossed your mind at that moment.

You loved him so much.

It was always so hard to take your eyes off him. With feet crunching against the grass, you walked up some distance behind him and just silently admired. A tender smile etched its way onto your lips, and you sighed longingly at Luffy. He had one fist pulled back, while his other free hand - palm outstretched, thumb pointed downward - took aim at the air, and he punched. He repeated this move again and again, grunting and panting the entire time. As he continued with that focused, steady gaze in his eyes. As beads of sweat flew off his body.

He was so strong.

Did anyone ever tell him he looked so good?

A warm heat feathered over your cheeks, and your eyes perked up at the thought. And so, feeling rather bold, you snickered and took a step forward. You almost changed your mind. Then, using every ounce of courage, you merrily called after him.

"Luffy!"

The rubber man turned lazily to the call of his name. With an open-mouth releasing more pants, he tiredly smiled. And then his gaze grew more excited when he registered it was you of all people who called with such adoration. You, who was running toward him. You, who he could never get mad at. You, who lit up with joy every moment you saw him.

The sweetest face he had ever seen, and all his. Well, you were your own person - he didn't own you, and he knew that. But you were his. Somehow. His crewmate. His friend. His… something.

One day, he would gladly say the words: you're so much more to him. That much he knew, but what word could he use? Luffy always knew how to get right to the heart of things that needed saying most - but not today. Seeing your smile was enough, and there was way too much on his mind regarding everyone's safety in Wano.

"Do you wanna know a secret?" you grinned.

A secret? And just for his ears only? He already felt special enough with that smile you gave him. Nobody else ever got that smile.

You slowed to a stop when you collided into his back, pressing your chest to him. You didn't give him a chance to answer when you wrapped one arm around him, gently slapping your hand to his chest. The sweat upon him sticking you to him, and you did not care in the slightest how much it made your shirt wet. With the other free hand, you cupped it to his ear.

"Hey, did you know…" and you whispered into his ear, lips brushing against the shell of it as Luffy's eyes slowly widened.

The words were nearly lost in the breeze.

A red blush dusted over his cheeks, and his lips parted in response. Before he could turn and ask if you reeeally meant what you just said, you giggled and peeled yourself from him. You stepped back, hands clasped innocently behind your back and grinning so much that your eyes clamped shut.

"Huh? Really?" Luffy asked in disbelief.

"Oh, yes!" you nodded your head erratically.

Luffy still stared in shock, and you still smiled. There was a pause before the captain blinked at you, then smirked. He stood a bit taller and a bit prouder, puffing out his chest. He turned back but to a tree this time, taking his usual fighting stance. His fist flew back, and then forward as he launched it into the tree - completely breaking it in two as it fell to the ground with a loud thud. A few of your friends looked up in worry at the loud noise, then disregarded it once they realized it was just Luffy being Luffy. You beamed widely as ever, before giving a wave and returning to your spot next to Robin. She was seated underneath an umbrella and sipping tea.

She smiled and poured a cup for you. Trying not to come off as pyring, she asked, "What did you tell Luffy to put him in such a good mood?"

You grabbed the cup of tea and smiled profusely. She wouldn't dare tease you like the others if you answered honestly. Robin could be told things you could not tell others. And she knew you liked the captain very much so.

"I just told him… well, I said: hey, did you know that you're really sexy?"

Robin seemed surprised at the unexpectedly brazen comment. She was looking down at her cup, then her blue eyes immediately darted to meet yours. You said that to Luffy? A pause before she grinned.

"Oh? Is that so? I'm happy for you."

And Luffy seemed pretty happy about it too.

It was a major risk you took that day, but since then you were smitten even moreso because he responded in such a… pleasant way. So Luffy was the kind of person who understood sex appeal. It was settled then - you wanted to flirt more. You wanted to be more vocal about how you felt. To drop more hints, as ironic as it was because Luffy didn't need subtlety; he needed blunt words. However, the rising butterflies in your stomach told you that testing the waters was further needed. It was really just an excuse to cover up a rising bout of shyness.

It seemed he was not as naïve as his crewmates thought, and he truly understood this game. And really, how did anyone not notice how attractive he was? Zoro and Sanji got attention all the time, but what about the captain? The star of the crew? He was certainly charming in his own ways. And so this game of yours did not let up anytime soon.

"Who's that good-looking guy in the straw hat?"

You waved at him, calling out with a hand cupped to your mouth. Luffy, Zoro, and Sanji walked toward the ship after being in town to buy supplies. Each of them had sacks of food tied to their backs, and Luffy broke out into a huge ear-to-ear smile. He laughed, a blush ever-present at his face. Zoro rolled his eyes, and Sanji's smile faded when he realized - oh, you were speaking to the captain, not him.

"Me? Oh, stop!" and Luffy would blush and blush, identical to the way he blushed when any of his crewmates said he was strong or reliable. The sight was too cute not to eat up. At least he was getting it now, because the first time you said that Luffy whipped his head around. With squinted eyes, he kept asking who was this guy until you bursted out laughing. This was really funny because it was so cute and so like him to do that.

"What a man."

You would purr so lowly when he passed by, especially if he had just defended the weak and beat someone up - panting, sweaty, delicious as usual. Boy, was being in Wano such a treat. Luffy's ears would prick at the sound of your honeyed tone, and sometimes they turned red. He would quickly turn to meet your lidded gaze, your eyes wandering up and down his shirtless self - and the blush would return to his face. He would break out into a loud laugh after he processed the words you graced him with.

The flirting was fun, truly. Yet sometimes you wondered if anything more would happen after all the effort. It had to, right?

What were you even waiting for?

Such questions did not cross your mind at this particular moment though. As usual, Robin and you were passing the time once again while the Sunny sailed off to another adventure. The topic of conversation was another good book you both had read in your little two-person bookclub. Luffy walked by, a tiny smirk at his lips, as you and Robin laughed about something silly in the last chapter.

Luffy froze once he got past far enough. Something was off. Quickly, he whipped his head around to furrow his brows in frustration. He pointed his gaze at you… and pouted. A cute grumble escaped his lips, and with his fists balled to his sides and arms swaying, he tromped right over.

Between the fits of laughter and conversing, you didn't even hear Luffy's feet crunch in the grass behind you - picking up speed. And what really took you by surprise was when one of Luffy's rubbery hands suddenly grasped your jaw between his thumb and fingers, and he turned your face so you could see him. It went without saying that the laughter immediately stopped, and you and the archaelogist froze in place.

You blinked once. Luffy just held your face, not enough to hurt you because he would never, as you two locked gazes. His breath felt hot on your lips. In turn, your own breath was caught in your chest as your face ignited into flustered heat because - well, because he never held you like this and at such closeness too. Something must have been troubling him.

"What's… what's wrong, captain?"

Oh, you were right about something being wrong. Luffy cocked his head to the side in an attempt to deepen his focus. He was really studying your face, and it only got warmer the more he stared.

"You didn't say anything!" he whined.

Another blink or two from you, and Luffy's grip loosened on your face.

"Loofs, I really have no idea what you're talking about."

"You didn't say anything… you know - fun and nice. To me. Like you always do."

Another moment for you to process, and the lightbulb went off in your head. Ohhh! He wanted another - oh, yes. You almost wanted to laugh because apparently it was really that much of a habit by now.

How dare you forget to take care of your precious captain?

With face still in his hand, your eyes darted off to the side. For the third time, your cheeks went even hotter. And you didn't know why this bout of shyness ran over you all of a sudden. Perhaps it was because you were the one always catching him off guard, flustering him so deeply. Not the other way around. So you took a second to think, but you hadn't planned anything yet for that day. So in a small voice, you answered him quickly, truthfully, and without much thought.

"Hottie."

You nearly moaned under your breath. The blush dusting over his rubbery cheeks and the wide smile he bore was enough to let you know he was satisfied. Robin sat in awe (you two completely forgot she was still there) but then brought a hand to her mouth to stifle her giggle.

And Luffy grinned.

"Keep talking like that. I like it!"

Oh, the way he looked at you made your heart thrum in your chest. The way he held your face, making you lock eyes. Gently, he released your frazzled self. Your jaw dropped into a suprised, open-mouthed smile. Trying to ignore the fact that Luffy said he liked it, you diverted your attention to the first part of his somewhat confession.

"Oh, you think you can boss me around like that, huh?" You smirked, taking a playful tone to let him know you were joking.

Luffy was walking away, but he paused midstep. He turned his head to peek over his shoulder, his bright eyes staring directly into your soul. The wind blew to ruffle his jet black hair and the brim of his beloved straw hat before his eyes grew lidded.

"Of course! I'm the captain here. Besides… you looove doing what I say. You always do, and you never refuse."

With that, he walked off.

And there you sat, flustered to oblivion as you brought a hand to to cover your growing smile. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Robin wink.

[stuckinthesun]

Hello:)

Firstly, I want to tell you that I really enjoy your writing. Your works are really good :)

And well if you would maybe have time and you would be willing to give it a shot I would be more than greateful if you could write Luffy x fem reader where they are in established relationship and the reader is talking with Nami and Luffy is extremly needy and he interuppted them and asked if he could "talk in private" with the reader. And when they come to their room Luffy is imediately on the reader. And then they have some smutty time and during it someone from the crew interuppted them because he was looking for Luffy and Nami said that he went to his room.

However, if you dont feel like writing it its completely fine, so no pressure.

Have a nice day:)

You’re so sweet, tysm!! I hope you enjoy this!!

Luffy x Fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW MDNI, oral (m receiving), needy luffy, hair pulling, face/throat fucking, inappropriate use of devil fruit powers??, getting caught

Watching you talking with Nami and Robin, sipping on the special drink Sanji had made for you, as your lips curled around the straw had Luffy’s dick twitching in his shorts.

It wasn’t very often that the Captain felt sexual need, but when he did? He didn’t like waiting, and watching you wrap your tongue around that straw for the last five minutes had him imagining you wrapping it around something else.

“Y/n!” Luffy called out, making you look up at him.

“Yeah, Luf? What’s up?” You asked, looking at him confused, and silently wondering why he was standing so far away.

Luffy gave you his big signature smile and stretched both of his arms out towards you, wrapping them around your waist. You only had a second to widen your eyes before he was tugging you out of your seat and into his arms.

Your boyfriend laughed at your startled scream, and smiled brightly when you wrapped yourself around him, “You’re coming with me!”

“Luffy, what the hell? You can’t just-“ Nami started ranting as Luffy walked off, you in his arms completely stunned.

“Uh, Luffy?” You mumbled, “where are we going?”

“Somewhere private so you can suck me off.” He answered honestly, looking down at you to see your eyes bulging out of your head, making him laugh.

“Your face looks funny!” Luffy giggled as he finally made it to the guy’s dorm, pushing the door open.

Once the door was closed behind him, his laughter instantly stopped as he had no reason to hold back anymore.

Dipping his head down, Luffy captured your lips in a messy kiss. His tongue pressed into your mouth when you let out a surprised gasp, and after a second, you began kissing back just as desperately.

Luffy’s unnaturally long arms snaked all around you, slipping under your shirt and squeezing your breasts. You moan at the feeling, making you break from the kiss and making him pout.

“Thought you wanted me to suck your dick?” You asked, looking at him with lust filled eyes and Luffy immediately perks up.

“Oh yeah!” Luffy nodded and dragged you over to the nearest bed. He sat down on the mattress before grabbing a pillow and setting it on the floor. You knelt down on the pillow, thankful for his thoughtfulness, and settled yourself between his legs.

“What brought this on, anyway?” You asked as you begin unzipping his jean shorts.

“Was watching you drink your smoothie and wanted to replace the straw with my cock,” Luffy shrugged, lifting his hips to help you get his pants off. He watched as your face flushed at his blunt words and his cock hardened even more, making him whine, “Now hurry, I need you!”

“Okay!” You huff, shaking your head before leaning down and licking a long stripe up the length of his cock.

“Suck it, not lick it!” Luffy groaned impatiently, hating the feeling of being teased. You chuckled and wrapped your lips around his tip, slowly working the length of his dick into your mouth.

“Yeah, like that.” Luffy moaned, hip’s bucking up without a care and his hands flying into your hair.

His grip in your hair was so tight it almost hurt, and he didn’t wait for you to adjust to the feeling of him in your mouth. Instead, Luffy almost instantly began thrusting, fucking your face and throat, making you gag a little.

You didn’t mind though. In fact, your boyfriend using you like this for his pleasure caused heat to coil in your abdomen, and you unconsciously started rolling your hips against the pillow underneath you.

“It feels so good, y/n!” Luffy praises, pulling you impossibly closer as his thrusts get sloppy, making you gag more around him, “I’m-“

“Luffy are you-“ Your heart stops when you hear the door open and Usopp’s voice fills the room. If it wasn’t for Luffy’s tight grip in your hair you would’ve immediately backed away from your boyfriend, embarrassed beyond belief.

Instead you’re embarrassed while still in the same position, because it’s exactly that moment that Luffy spills down your throat. His hips snap up again your face as he grunts, cumming down your throat and making you choke.

Behind you, you hear Usopp let out a startled scream and stuttering out apology’s, before he suddenly stops and says, “Wait a second, is that my bed? IS THAT MY PILLOW?!”

“Oops, sorry about that.” Luffy laughs, recovering quickly from his orgasm and not caring one bit about being caught.

You, on the other hand, were slowly crawling underneath the bunk while still trying to catch your breath.

I hope I did Luffy justice his personality is so unique that I’m always nervous to write him😭

[henrioo]

✦ ── TOO BIG: MONKEY D LUFFY

Relationships: Luffy x Afab! Reader

Synopsis: You wanted more, didn't you? So he did.

Warnings: Smut! Afab! Reader, specified genitalia, nsfw, vaginal sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, inappropriate akuma no mi use, cannon divergence (?)

Word Count: 491

Rating: Mature

Notes: Last smut of the little smut sequence I wrote, I liked them and so did you, so there will probably be more smuts of this style, short and to the point, hope you like them and soon requests will open!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ• ────── ✦ ────── •

Luffy was spanking your pussy like there was no tomorrow. The two of you were in one of Sunny's closets, you on a barrel with your legs on his shoulders, while he had his shorts around his ankles and was holding back his moans as best he could.

You let your eyes roll back as you felt the pressure in your abdomen, the length of him moving in and out at breakneck speed and the skin of your belly rubbing against your swollen, overstimulated clit. His hands were on the wall behind you, somehow trying to get some support against the onslaught.

Your nipples were hard and wet with sweat, you felt the coil building in your stomach but it still felt so far away, it should have been a quickie before you landed on the island, but for some reason you couldn't come.

"Luffy! Oh! Deeper!" You moaned uncontrollably even though you were supposed to be quiet, at that point you didn't even care if anyone heard, you just needed to come.

"I… hm! I'm all in" he breathed heavily and was frustrated, he had already come once but he still hadn't achieved that with you. Luffy could be an asshole about a lot of things, but he refused to not make you come.

It was his main mission every time you had sex, he needed to make you come as many times as your body could handle it. Until you're dumb and shaky on your legs and can't even remember your own name.

"Oh! No… I… I need more" you cried angrily for not being able to come and continue being stimulated.

That's when an idea crossed Luffy's head, you wanted more, didn't you? Laughing at having the perfect idea, he brought his thumb to his mouth and started to blow.

Initially you didn't notice the difference, apart from the slowing down of course, but then you felt yourself being filled in an overwhelming way like never before.

Looking down trying to figure out what was wrong, you found a mid-sized bulge in your stomach, followed by Luffy's laughter.

"What did you do?" You asked breathlessly and with some fear.

"I did, isn't that what you wanted?" He looked at you with lust.

Before you could try to get more information, he gripped your thighs tightly and thrust again quickly. You screamed at the enormous pressure you felt, his cock was touching everywhere, it was so deep and so big you could feel it in your throat.

He started to punch your cervix being motivated by his screams, you grabbed his back and started scratching while moaning uncontrollably, you were lost in pleasure. You didn't even realize when you came the first and second time, only realizing that it was already over when you were having dry orgasms and your head started to hurt.

Luffy just laughed victoriously at making you come while you tried to catch your breath.

[lawsvalentine]

Big or Little Spoon? • OP Men HC •

Characters: Monster Trio, Usopp, Law, Ace

CW: Pure fluff, cuddling, dats it

Cee’s Note: I love being the big spoon 🫣 which do y’all prefer?

Tags 🤍: @csnovas bc you helped inspire these hcs

Luffy

Mostly the big spoon because he loves to stretch his arms and wrap them around you when you two sleep

If you ask to be the big spoon, he won’t mind or make a fuss

Just as long as he’s close to you, it doesn’t matter who is holding who

We love a switch king 🤞🏽

Overall 10/10 cuddler

Zoro

He absolutely refuses to be little spoon 😭

And he is stubborn as hell about it too sgdhdh

We all know how Zoro feels about his back so he is more comfortable having you in the front than behind him

Plus he loves how your ass feels against him 🤭

The closest you’ll get to the big spoon is laying on his chest and wrapping your arms around him while he lays on his back

He won’t admit it but that’s his favorite way to receive your cuddles

Sanji

Sanji just loves recieving any type of affection from you sgshdhd so big or little spoon doesn’t matter to him

He can’t decide which he loves more tbh 😭

On one hand he loves holding you against him and feeling your curves makes his head spin

and nose bleed 💀

But the feeling of being held by you actually makes his heart full with so much love for you 🥺

He deserves all the cuddles PLS cuddle this man

Usopp

He is the little spoon shsjdj y’all can’t fight me on this one

Plsss and he would be so embarrassed asking to be held

But when you reassure him and hold him all his insecurities go away

He just feels safe in your arms and now always craves your touch

So that is the go to for cuddling

If you ask to be held, he won’t mind but eventually you’ll find yourself back as the big spoon at some point in the night sgdhd

Ace

He is mostly big spoon and neither of you mind tbh (he loves holding you and you love his muscular arms around you so it’s a win=win)

But if you ask to be the big spoon, he might seem hesitant at first but gives in bc he really can’t say no to you

Being held by you almost made him emotional 🥺

We all know how Ace feels about himself and how he deems himself unlovable so when you are affectionate like this and he is able to receive your love he just melts

UGHHH he deserves all the love 😢

Law

He is surprisingly neither sgshdh

He’s more of a lay his head on your body type

Whether it’s your chest, lap, ass

But if you ask him to hold you, he won’t mind it

Lowkey likes the feeling of you close to him

Will be so embarrassed if you ask to be big spoon 😭

Blushing and everything shdhdj but eventually gives in once you give him your pouty face

Will not admit how much he loved being held by you and lowkey wants to do it again but too shy to ask for it

[mydearlybeloathed]

𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ²

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥...

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: whispers all around the marine ship warn of a new cadet handpicked by the vice admiral himself, making for fine gossip. meanwhile, the strawhat crew wonders why their captain is so frustrated with a storybook.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: opla!luffy x gn!reader, koby x platonic!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.5k

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: use of Y/N, gender neutral reader, angst, platonic fluff, koby and reader team up of the century

𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤: this is me trying

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Koby really wanted Helmeppo to shut up, but didn’t have the heart to say it. So he let his new friend rattle on and on whilst they were meant to be getting important work done mopping the deck.

Though Koby did admit, the hushed whispers around the ship of a new cadet were intriguing. And apparently, Helmeppo knew all about the new recruit.

“New?” Helmeppo laughed. “They’re far from new. Been at this for a matter of months and already they’re at the top.”

“How come?” Koby couldn’t help but ask, leaning slightly on his mop. “Experience?”

“Probably,” Helmeppo considered, turning secretive the next moment. “I hear they grew up with Garp, learned all they know from him and their father, who also happens to be a major.”

No wonder there was so much praise for this cadet. “And they’re really that good?”

Helmeppo nodded through a sigh. “So they say. Apparently, they’ve been assigned to this ship by Garp himself. No big surprise there. If this cadet is as fierce as they claim, we’ve got some competition.”

Koby nodded mindlessly, getting back to swabbing the deck, trying his best to focus, but Helmeppo just moved on to the next topic of his interest. 

“Hey, do you wonder—” Helmeppo stopped short, catching sight of an approaching figure through the dark shrouding the deck. 

Glancing up, Koby saw them too, a puzzled crease forming on his brow. The figure fumbled about the dark, mumbling to themself, two buckets in hand. 

Only after nearly tripping over air and stumbling to a stop did they draw out a sigh and assess their surroundings, finding Koby and Helmeppo watching with equally curious expressions.

“Oh, uhm,” they stammered, stepping into the dim lamplight Koby had set to the side. “Hello. I’m, uh, I was sent me to help.” They set down the buckets and stepped back. “Fresh warm water, and uhm, soap.”

Koby reacted quicker than Helmeppo, who watched this stranger carefully. He went to inspect the first bucket, smiling at the sudsy water. Given that Helmeppo had knocked their bucket over and Koby could only save a quarter of the water, this was a godsend. “Thank you. This helps a lot.”

The words went straight to the stranger’s head, a smile breaking out on their face as they turned to take up a spare mop. “No problem. Anything to stay useful. That’s what my dad always says, at least. A useless soldier's a dead soldier, or something like that.”

Whatever reservations Helmeppo had faded at the prospect of another gossip buddy, prompting an eye roll from Koby as he moved to start cleaning the farther end of the deck.

“Are you new?” he asked. “I haven’t seen you before.”

“Oh, yeah,” the stranger replied. “I just transferred from that marine base we’re docked at.”

Helmeppo immediately stopped mopping and zeroed in on the stranger, like a disarming fledgling hawk to an unbothered mouse. “You would know about Y/N L/N, then. They’re being transferred to this ship too.”

There was a brief silence after the question, only long enough to have Koby cast a curious glance back at them. The stranger stopped mopping too, a thoughtful look crossing their face, before they nodded. “What about Y/N L/N?”

“So you’ve met them?” Helmeppo wondered, cutting the stranger off before they could answer. “I’m curious to see if they live up to their reputation.”

The stranger folded their hands behind their back, face quite expressionless. “Oh… What’s their reputation? From an outside perspective, I mean?”

“Only that they’re responsible for twenty arrests within the span of three months. That’s bullshit, in my opinion. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg.” The stranger’s undivided attention was now given to Helmeppo, and he was living for it. “Apparently, they were trained up by Vice Admiral Garp himself. I hear they’ve even had a drink with Dracule Mihawk. Can you believe that? Honestly, I’m just waiting to meet this cadet and see if they’re as cold hearted as everyone says.”

Now, Koby was smart. He had to be in order to survive. So of course he’d caught on far before Helmeppo, watching the stranger’s grip on their broom tighten and their gaze tighten into a glare. 

He rushed up behind the stranger and mimed for Helmeppo to shut up. All Koby got in return was a strange sort of look and complete ignorance. Koby ran a palm over his face.

The stranger was quiet for an everlasting moment, before they dipped their mop into a bucket and continued to do their job. “It was twenty-three.”

Helmeppo tilted his head as if to hear them better. “Sorry?”

Quite having enough of hearing what other people thought of you, you swiftly whirled back to face him with a steeled expression. “I said I took part in twenty-three arrests in three months. I was raised in the same town as Garp, so yes he trained me as a child. I’ve never met Dracule Mihawk and I’ve never had a drink with anyone.”

You jutted out your chin. “And yes, I’d say I am cold hearted when the situation requires it. Like when dealing with a ignorant, gossiping pain in my ass!”

Jaw slack, Helmeppo searched out for Koby’s assistance, only receiving a pointed glare from his friend. You mopped some more and moved to go back over the spot Helmeppo had already done. “Put some more elbow grease into it, yeah? These decks outta be spotless by morn.”

Miraculously, the deck was nothing but tranquil after that. The three of you worked in silence till just as you’d said, the deck was spotless to your satisfaction. Helmeppo retreated back to the barracks immediately, seeking to collect his pride off the floor, leaving you and Koby.

Koby was going to apologize on his friend’s behalf when he found you picking up your bucket and mop and trudging off to the afterdeck. Koby followed after you, telling you, “Oh, we don’t have to clean the afterdeck. That’s next shift’s job.”

You didn’t reply, setting the sloshing bucket down and starting to work. Koby paused. “We should sleep. We’re setting off tomorrow—”

“I’m aware,” you said carefully, without too much malice. “I know we don’t have to. I want to. I’m not tired.”

The bags under your eyes begged to differ. Koby watched you work before he hurried off, and half of you was sorry to be alone again. But then the boy came back with his own mop in hand, causing you to halt and observe as he started to join you.

“What’re you…”

“I’m Koby,” he said, holding out a hand with a scant smile. 

Glancing down, you accepted his hand and grinned. “Y/N. But you knew that.”

He grimaced. “Sorry about Helmeppo.”

Shrugging, you said, “Eh, I’m used to it.”

And you set back to mopping the night away, having the occasional laugh with Koby who did the same. Only when there was without a doubt nothing left to clean of the afterdeck, yet you continued to go back over it, did Koby stop and get in your way.

“I can see my reflection in the deck,” he tried to joke. “It’s okay to stop.”

You couldn’t tell him he was wrong. If you stopped, you had time to think. If you had time to think, you’d think of him. If you thought of Luffy, well, you’d be lost to your thoughts for the rest of the night. It was a whole cycle you couldn’t afford to go down. Not as a marine. 

Marine’s don’t have time for trivial affairs such as heartache.

But Koby was insistent, snatching your mop away from you and holding you back when you tried to get it back. He held a soft look as you glared daggers into him. “I think I understand.”

You scoffed, giving up and picking up the buckets to put away. You turned your back and headed to find the supply closet. “What exactly do you understand?”

“I... I was on a pirate ship before this,” he told you, causing you to slow enough for him to fall into step beside you. “I was forced to do things I’m not proud of. Sometimes I feel like I’ve got to make up for it.”

You cast him a glance. “I wasn’t a pirate.”

“But you’ve done something you’re not proud of,” he guessed.

Coming to a halt, you bit down on your cheek as Koby turned to face you, confusion laced in his expression. “You don’t know me, Koby. I’m proud of how I got here. That doesn’t make it easier to sleep at night.”

“Okay,” he nodded. “I understand.”

He didn’t. He couldn’t. But it was nice he tried, you supposed. “Okay.”

So he helped to put away the mops and dump out the buckets, following you back to the barracks. All the lights were off, leaving limited sight to find your way to your bunk, clambering through the dark as quietly as you could.

Koby was having a harder time, tripping over something and nearly waking the whole room. You shot him a glare and hurried to bed, hiding under the covers. The bed was hardly comfortable, and tossing and turning did nothing to provide any comfort. 

Rolling onto your back, you refrained from opening your eyes as long as you could before they pried themselves open, and you came face to face with Monkey D. Luffy. His wanted poster was pinned to the underside of the top bunk, something you had thought was a good idea at the time, but now it offered an unwanted spectator to your sleeplessness.

Still, you didn’t have the heart to take it down, pulling the thin blanket up over your head.

જ⁀➴

Nobody wanted to be the first to approach the captain, not when he was in a mood none of them had ever seen him in. If the crew was honest, it made them nervous.

“Somebody should make sure he’s okay,” said Usopp, looking around the lot of them as if to prompt one of them to step up. 

They all leaned upon the railing around the ship’s helm, eyes locked on Luffy. The boy sat cross legged on the deck, a book of all things in his lap. From the crease in his brow, he was growing increasingly frustrated.

“Not it,” Zoro quipped when he caught Nami giving him that look.

She rolled her eyes and pushed off the rail, glaring as she scathed, “Honestly.”

Taking tentative steps, Nami assessed the situation closer, not meaning to provoke whatever was going on in Luffy’s head. The book lay open to the very first page, his face a little too close to the words as he sighed every few seconds. He flipped to the next page, then the next, before gritting his teeth and going back to the first. 

Kneeling at his side, she bumped his shoulder as she settled down. “Luffy?”

“Hmm?” He barely looked up from the page, and Nami wondered if he even registered what she’d said.

“You okay?” When she didn’t get a response, she ducked forward to see what he was reading. “The Two Birds?”

Luffy snapped the book shut so fast Nami flinched, the sudden smile on his face a little bit of whiplash. “Sorry, what?”

“Luffy, what’s wrong?” she asked, concerned. “You’ve been glaring at that storybook all day.”

“Nothing,” he waved her off and tried to hide the book behind him. “Is it time to eat?”-

Nami wasn’t letting him get away from this, not when his smile was a little too bright to be real. Luffy had never been like this, and it was worrying her more than she liked to admit. “Luffy.”

Gaze flickering from each of her eyes, Luffy’s smile slowly but surely lost its enthusiasm, lips curling downward. He brought the book back to his lap, holding it ever so gently, skimming his fingertips over the cover. “It belongs to my lover.”

“Wait.” She blinked. “Lover?”

Nodding, Luffy almost smiled. “It’s their favorite book. I used to have more, but my ship sank. This is the only one I could save.”

The melancholy in how he said it gave Nami a sick kind of feeling, a million different ideas of this stranger’s fate coming to mind. She almost didn’t even ask. “What happened to them?”

“We got separated a few months ago,” he said, before giving the book a firm nod, “but I’ll find them again.”

“How do we do that?” Nami asked instantly, drawing another half smile out of Luffy as he raised his eyes to meet hers.

“Well,” Luffy laughed breathily, “it’s a bit complicated. They’re with the marines.”

They weren’t dead, which was good, Nami supposed. But this? This wasn’t what she’d expected. “Your lover is a marine?”

“Unfortunately. I couldn’t save them. But they’re strong.” His grin wavered. He thought of that sinking feeling when you remained on land, staring after him with this look he couldn't get out of his head. You'd looked like this was what you planned; him escaping, and you staying. It had been noble of you, he supposed, and he could never hate you for it.

Luffy swallowed thickly and his eyes went all misty. “They’re the strongest, kindest, truest person I know. I’ll find them, and I’ll return their book.”

Nami still couldn’t figure it out. “If they’re so good, why’re you burning a hole into their book?”

“Oh.” Luffy’s cheeks warmed at the question. “Uhm, I was trying to read it but… I got stuck. They usually read it to me.”

She should have left it at that. Really, Nami should have patted him on the back and offered to get a pre-dinner snack to cheer him up. But for some reason, Nami found herself looking at the storybook and hesitantly saying, “Can I?”

“Really?” The shine in Luffy’s eyes nearly made it worth it. 

Nami sighed and forced a smile. Only, she didn’t have to force it too much; Luffy’s quickly brightening expression warmed her from the inside out. “Sure. Hand it over.”

She’d barely laid a hand on the book when Luffy whipped his head around and shouted across the deck, “Guys! Nami’s reading a story!”

“Luffy…” she groaned, pursing her lips as Usopp jumped down the stairs, swiftly followed by Sanji and a more reluctant Zoro. 

Luffy raised a brow. “What?”

Letting out a huff, Nami simply flipped open the book. Usopp plopped down beside her, leaning in to see what book it was. 

“A story?” Zoro asked, ever unamused. Nami shut him up with one glare. 

“I personally am happy to hear Nami’s lovely voice,” Sanji piped in with a wink.

Nami gave the chef a deadpan, her head tilted. “Thanks.”

“C’mon,” Usopp urged her. “Let's see if it beats the tales of Great Captain Usopp.”

“All right, all right,” she laughed, turning to the very first page and starting to read off the story to them. 

Every once in a while Luffy would start frowning again, eyes unfocused, the words Nami read piercing his heart. It never lasted too long though, some commentary from Usopp dragging a snicker out of him. And when the story came to a close, Luffy offered his crew a grin. 

“Y/N would like you guys,” he said, raising some confusion among the men around him.

Nami tried to smile and, half to explain and half to reassure, said, “We’ll get your lover back, at some point.”

Maybe three seconds went by before all heads jolted in Luffy’s direction. 

“Lover?!”

>>

[lovely-josuke]

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 — 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎

Just as the title says 🤞😩 Whether the Monster Trio are the big spoon or the little spoon when cuddling and sleeping together.

𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐃. 𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 — 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍!

Luffy has the habit of wrapping his arms around you several times and yanking you to bed. You’re instantly stuck with his chest pressed against your back and he’s out cold the minute you’re laying with him. You’re used to him doing this but at least his arms go limp once he’s knocked out and you can make yourself comfortable. Luffy has told you before that he wants to have you as close as possible with a huge smile on his face as he did. You made him be the little spoon for a while because you woke up to him biting your cheek. He was dreaming of food at the time. Did not like being the little spoon and would pout every time you made him turn around. Has compared you to a teddy bear at least once.

𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐀 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 — 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍!

You’d think he’s the big spoon. Which yes he tries, but forgets ten seconds in that he’s supposed to be holding you and turns to the other side. He doesn’t mean to do it on purpose, though there have been times he does it just to bother you, but he finds it very comforting when you turn to hold him instead. He really loves when you either move up to bury your face into his neck or when you rest it on his back. Of course, he’ll be the big spoon to return the favor, but most of the times he is the little spoon. His favorite part when cuddling is when you tell him how much you love him while you think he’s asleep.

𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 — 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍!

He’s the big spoon you don’t even have to ask him. Sanji’s already laying down with his arms wide open. He just wants you to relax and feel his warmth as he lures you to sleep. Sanji will place slow and soft kisses all over you. Your face, your neck, under your ear, your shoulder, anywhere. This gives him the chance to show off how much he loves you and to have an intimate moment with you. He’ll tell you his favorite things about you and express how in love he is with you. He’ll run his fingers up and down your arm or caress your cheek until you’re finally asleep. Only then will Sanji go to sleep as well.

[mphountitled]

Cat & Mouse | Monkey D. Luffy

➛ Monkey D. Luffy x Fem!Reader

➛ Summary: Perhaps playing Cat and Mouse with your uncontrollable boyfriend was a bad idea after all.

➛ Warnings: Language, Fluff, Established Relationship, Lovestruck!Luffy, Cat and Mouse game (Smut +18 Minors DNI), Primal Kink, Praise Kink, Dry Humping, Neediness, Dom/Sub undertones, Whimpering, Needy!Luffy, Breeding Kink, PIV

Literally my comfort character. I love him so much

"My love," There's a quiet, stunned sound that leaves his lips in a huff as he gazes at you with wide eyes. "Are you sure?" You weren't sure of anything, to be completely honest and neither was he.

"I don't know about you, Luffy, but I miss the surface."

"There is a surface on the ship," He whines, stomping his big feet onto the forest floor, awakening the critters hidden in the thickets.

"Ground Luffy, I want the ground. The actual ground with dirt and bugs and trees! I really missed the trees."

You explain this to him with nothing but wonder bouncing off your tone as your fingers weave through the laces of your leather boots. You knot the laces with a quickness, ensuring maximum efficiency before your game commences.

"Don't you want to join the others?" He asks, still pouting up a storm as he picks up a stray rock at his feet, "We could be in a restaurant right now-"

"You'd rather eat than spend time with me?" Luffy does not need sunlight to know your eyes are narrowed into slits right now. He quickly reels back because as much as he adores eating, he equally adores receiving mind blowing orgasms from his girlfriend too. "It's just,"

You gazed up at him from bended knee, now preoccupied with tying your other laces, too.

"It's just what, Big Boy?"

There is a wide, distinct smile that breaks across Luffy's face at the very sound of the nickname. His heart is a runway train within his ribcage and he nearly purs out loud. His scar now shines even brighter under the moonlight with the elation across his face. After dusting off the excess dirt from your shoes you straighten yourself and tug Luffy closer by the string of his hat. As he speaks, you retie the string, "You know it is... unwise for us to do this. You know I'm not going to be able to- tighter," he asks distractedly, "-could you make the string just a little tighter?" You pull Luffy's straw hat further down onto his head. As you fix the hat perfectly onto his head your heart swells with nothing short of adoration.

You had never quite believed in the construct of a soulmate until you met Luffy. Upon your union, it all seemed to fall so surreptitiously into place that a life before him had seemed utterly bland, and so completely... boring. There is a warmth that seized the man's entire countenance, and you put it all to very good use.

He consumed you.

Not a single tear was shed without Luffy curling into you, quite forcefully stuffing his large, masculine frame under your armpit under a very, very strict comfort policy. You could not show a sliver of ill-emotion without Luffy tapping his foot anxiously against the floorboards of your cabin, chewing on the ends of his nails nervously while the rest of him was seized in restlessness. "I'm not going to leave until you tell me why you're upset," He would say, pushing the door of your cabin open every time it threatened to close shut.

"Boundaries," You would yell, "Boundaries, Luffy!"

He inwardly turned his nose up at that crude dirty word.

Boundaries.

The word that wanted you to keep you away from him. The word that saw you two occasionally (frustratingly) separated.

"But I am respecting your boundaries, My Love," he would coo from the other side of the threshold. "I haven't set foot over the line once, even though you are very clearly upset." His sweet obliviousness would usually aid in washing away whatever grievances you had acquired from your polluted thoughts. Thoughts that were susceptible to Luffy and his Ray of endless, blinding sunshine. Even his flaws held a nauseating dose of optimism. His forgetfulness, his altruism, his simplicity and his restlessness.

You were lucky to have him.

"I don't really see what the problem is, Luffy." You continue, "It's not like- still, Luffy, could you keep your head still? That's why the hat keeps falling off," You pat down his head in what you hope acts as a sedative for his nerves. It works momentarily but truthfully he just loves having your natural body heat in such close range with him. He can feel it all radiating off of you, no problem.

"You know I can get a little…" He searches frantically for the perfect word, "-excited when we play our games. In an open forest like this… what if I get too carried away?"

"It's not like you're going to hurt me," You say, tugging on the bows you had fashioned out of his hat's string. You dust a layer of sticks and dead leaves from your exposed knee while Luffy continues his nervous tirade. "You don't know-"

"I do know. I know that you're capable of controlling yourself, Luffy. I know that you're in love with me. I know that you'd never, ever do anything to hurt me." Eye contact. If there was a single force in all the known (and unknown) 4 seas that could rile Luffy up more, it was the eye contact.

You gaze up at him with nothing but trust blazing in your eyes as you sink your grip into the lapels of his open vest.

"I don't like losing," He admits with grave remorse. Whether he was referring to the chase you had pitched or the staring contest that had ensued, you were completely unsure.

"You're assuming you'll catch me." You shoot back, eyes never straying from his.

"I could just stretch-"

"No powers." You scold lightly.

"I'm still faster." His lips are but a mere inch away from you. You can hear his ragged breath. It's a sound that flows in sync with the natural cacophony of the woods, the hum of the fireflies and drum of the crickets, all hidden away, singing for the couple, perched under the waning moon.

"That's part of the fun though, isn't it?" You finally break eye contact, but your periphery reveals a keen-eared, frozen-solid Luffy, still watching you with the transfixed gaze of a hawk. He's starkly aware of every single thing around you, his senses being at their most potent.

"If I catch you quick enough, then we're going to the nearest inn, bar or restaurant." You nearly chuckle at that but you hold it in, quite enjoying the charged air that is buzzing between the two of you.

"I like your use of the word 'if', Luffy,'' there is a richness in your vibrato that completely does him in. A sharp, manic growl of excitement reverbarates from his chest. It bleeds into a squeaky whine you place a delicate kiss onto his lips.

"This cat and mouse game of yours is going to end quicker than you expect" he all but slurs, eyes fluttering shut as you place another kiss onto his plump lips eliciting a warmth in his very bones, the need to soothe that delicious itch in his very being was unparalleled. He craves more of your touch, he craves more of you-

"You get the rest when you get me." You state firmly, much to Luffy's dismay who releases another growl. "It'll be fun." You reassure the man as you begin to bounce lightly on the balls of your feet. You fill your lungs with the fresh and dewy air of the woodland fencing the both of you and you ready your limbs. Luffy begins to loosen his limbs as he sees you beginning to break away.

"Head start." He says, commencing a few short jumps as he loosens the cracks in his neck. He tilts his head downward, watching you through a shadow falling over his eyes. Luffy crouches into his 'get ready' stance and your eyes widen in glee as you move farther away, breaking into a slight jump before speeding off into the thickness of the wood. A wave of nausea paired with excitement zings through his entire body at the sight of your whizzing frame and his legs move on their own accord.

You're fighting to dodge brambles and branches of every kind. Trees and their obnoxious arms crisscrossing overriding one another, causing you to bend at odd and unathletic angles as you sprint through the night-veiled wood. There is an eeriness to the open space. It is vast yet there is a distinct density bestowed by the clumping, plentiful trees. Just as you lunge over a lopsided log, a screeching war cry goes up into the island air.

Butterflies soar in your stomach as your feet beat down on the uneven forest floor. You fight to keep your gaze locked on the nature-crafted obstacle course ahead of you, choosing to ignore the hurried lunges sounding behind you. Squirrels scatter in your wake and the owls hoot from their post. The animals watch in anticipation as your energy depletes and your breathing becomes more ragged and spent.

An unforeseeable ache blossoms in your upper arms first as the butterflies bleeds into a sharp, afflicting stitch that has you veering off course. Your thighs lunge the rest of your heavy body forward with vigour and determination, using up all the energy you have stored inside. Soon, the world begins to tilt and you're met with the sharp end of a branch that had gone undetected by you. A small scrape slashes across your arm and yet you still keep running.

Another, final war cry is sent into the air and for a brief, quiet moment you find yourself gazing up at the waning moon. This was the final evening you got to spend on a solid island before you were to board Luffy's ship and heavens knows you would spend it how you wanted.

It is then when you find yourself slowing down. A fire is raging in your oesophagus and just as your lungs begin their reduced intake of fresh air, you're yelping as you're being tackled to the ground with a force that knocks your air out.

"FUCK-" You curse as he rolls the both of you onto a bed of moss growing thick on the forest floor. Somehow, he made provisions for you, making sure to lock his arm around your head as the two of you tumbled to the ground in a messy heap.

When you open your arms, you are caged underneath him. Luffy is straddling you while his hands resting against the sides of your head, caging you in with the promise of never letting you go again. As if you were a restless baby bird that he might lose again. He gazes down at you with wild eyes brimming with intensity and satisfaction from the chase you had given to him. Both of your uneven ragged breathing fill the space between you until-

"I've... I've got a cut," You whisper in between your loud breathing, "You wouldn't have caught me so soon if I hadn't-"

"Please, just shut up, My Love," He murmurs drunkenly before colliding his lips with yours in a furious and fiery kiss that seems to last for ages. His hands find their way at your sides, sinking his fingers into the soft skin that would otherwise be painful, but what is incredibly erotic.

You try to break away, to try and breathe but he only forces his kiss even deeper. Luffy's blood is running hot, and, compounded with his perpetual hunger, he is utterly insatiable.

"You should've let me eat first," he murmurs in between the kiss. His lips never strayed too far away before crashing back onto yours, "Now all I wanna eat is you."

He's unsure if it's a distraught moan or a cry that bubbles up from your chest and it's the not knowing, the possibility of it being both, that has Luffy's cock aching against his pants. He experimentally ruts into your leg once and it's enough to break the kiss and have him groaning into the forest air.

"Oh Jeez," he moans in utter delight, and you watch him rut helplessly against your leg while firmly encircling a large hand around your throat. Luffy does not anticipate the strength in his grip, but he is too far gone, completely locked away in a world of pleasure as he murmurs with his hooded eyes: "Never, My love. You never, never, never leave me like that again-"

You motion as if to respond but it's completely drowned out when he pulls down your shorts in quick, delirious movements. You steeple your legs and watch on perched elbows as Luffy kneels before you, head twitching in anticipation of your exposed heat. He can smell how excited you are, how completely aroused that one small exercise had made you for him and it drives him into an early grave.

You watch with intent as Luffy clumsily pulls your panties down along with his vest in the process. The truth is that your little game has affected him more than he anticipated and the need to mount you and spill his seed inside you was just far too great. But, Luffy knew how much you appreciate feeling his skin underneath your hands, feeling his natural body warmth heat up your cold palms. He is fighting to take it slow just for you.

"Beautiful, you're so beautiful," you were bathed in moonlight, and your arousal shone prettily against your inner thighs.

"I'm going to need you fuck me, okay Luffy?" That tone, that goddamn tone has his eyes latching onto yours in a fraction of a second, his head nodding furiously as your words of affirmation filled him with so much zeal it felt as if he might die.

"I can do that," he says, sloppily pushing his hands into his pants. He is lining his cock up with your glistening entrance, "I can be good for you. I can do that."

The confidence that had once consumed you, completely washes away as Luffy rams his length into you. By the very first thrust, he's latching onto your breast through your buttoned shirt with one hand, while his hovering frame is supported by his other palm pressed to the forest floor.

"No, no, no, look at me, please," His whining has your cunt clenching around him, eliciting a deep and painful growl from within him. Luffy's face is mere inches away from yours, as his charged and incessant 'hah, hah, hah,'s spill out of him with every deliciously thrust. He watches you wither underneath him. Pride and lust do a great dance in the confines of his heart as you lift your shaky hands to glide over his exposed chest. He is quite literally fucking you into the ground. Your head moves above you with the force of his thrusts and your voice is clogged with the pressure of your oncoming orgasm.

Luffy is so thoroughly focused on cumming inside you that it overtakes his entire brain. He gazes down at you with the satisfaction of claiming you. Here you are, underneath him.

His and no one else's.

His scent was going to be mixed with yours and that's all that matters.

"I'm going to cum inside you," he says, rutting into you at an even wilder pace, "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum inside of you"

You mindlessly nod as you feel your cunt begin to tighten around his cock once more. He's so deep and so quick, it's a struggle to concentrate on speaking at all.

"Tell me, please! I need you to tell me. Tell I'm a good boy for you! Tell me I can spill my seed inside you, baby please-"

Behind his huffing and fervent frame, the sky is speckled with gorgeous stars. There are stars in his hooded, pleading words and stars in his voice. He's so close to ecstasy and he needs you to reassure him.

"Cum for me, baby," You bring a hand to the side of his face, causing him to lean into it with closed eyes. "You're such a good boy, Luffy. Please, cum for me." Your pussy tightening around him a single time has him cumming on the spot. His cum, hot and heady floods your insides. It's so much. You're being so completely filled. Your hand on his cheek twitches and your back arches as your own oegasm washes over you. Euphoria erupts in your entire being and Luffy buries his head in the crook of your neck. His cock still thrusts into you as you ride the high, your mouth open in a silent cry as your arms lock around his head.

"My beautiful girl," He mutters as you float back down to earth, "My gorgeous, beautiful girl." The kisses you are met with are endless as your shoulder slump and you're transported, once again, to the real world.

The biggest smile you have ever had the pleasure of witnessing is stitched onto his face as Luffy peers up at you from laying his head on your chest. "Again," he says, causing you to laugh in completely disbelief. "We go again. This time I'll give you an even longer head start-"

"Down boy," you say, keeping your head wrapped around his head, "Let me catch my breath first."

[willowbelle]

Eating You Out Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law eat you out (>ᴗ•)

cw: cunnilingus. all different positions ;)

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

Eating You Out Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy: 

With his head slotted beneath your trembling thighs, Luffy treats your slit with messy, sloppy licks, groaning into your opening as he revels in your exquisite taste; a flavor almost too divine, even for the gluttonous strawhat captain.

“Mm, s’good-” he groans in between licks, the vibrations of his voice coursing into your body and making pleasure conduct your movements. Your hands dart down, haphazardly tangling themselves in his head of messy black hair as you grit your teeth and tug on the strands. 

You can feel the smirk forming on his lips against your slick folds, a silent acknowledgment of his mastery in reducing you to a writhing mess of need. 

His tongue finds itself gliding upwards towards your clit to treat the needy bud with tight circles. Meanwhile, his middle and ring finger meet your opening with an inquisitive nudge, eager to explore.

Your head lulls back as you mewl out soft moans of pleasure, instintively bucking your hips against his digits to silently grant him permission. 

He coaxes more pleasured sighs from your throat as his two fingers make their way inside you, immediately curling upwards to caress your g-spot. The new sensation beckons you closer to the edge of ecstasy, and you sink your teeth into your bottom lip to stifle your moans. 

His fingers work in tandem with the rhythms of his tongue as he pumps them in and out of you. He’s slobbering all over your cunt as his tongue presses flat against your clit, the firm pressure sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through your veins as he shakes his head back and forth. 

"So damn good, all for me," Luffy moans hazily, completely lost in his meal.

Your legs quiver more frantically, snapping shut around the captain’s head as you begin to succumb to the overwhelming pleasures he elicits.

His ministrations remain strong and steady, even as he uses his free-hand to pry your thighs back open. 

“Keep those legs open f’me, baby,” he groans, his voice raspy and hoarse, “Need t’ taste all of ‘ya-”

Zoro: 

The voracious swordsman has you on all fours as he kneels behind you, face pressed firmly into your cunt while his strong hands hold you open. The position is more than vulnerable, but it’s a sacrifice you’re willing to make; for the way his broad tongue dances up and down your slick folds makes any lingering insecurities rush to the back your mind and fade into insignificance. 

With each flick of his tongue, he consumes your thoughts entirely, rendering any other visions inconsequential as he has his way with you.

His ministrations are relentless; you can feel his hunger for you in every flick, every swirl, as he explores the depths of your insides with an expertise born of longing and need.

Your limbs tremble, struggling to hold yourself up amidst the pleasure, but Zoro’s hands remain strong and sure, keeping you firmly in place as he doubles his efforts. 

"That’s it, I’ve got you," Zoro's voice rumbles against your skin, “Come undone.”  His breath is hot against your sensitive flesh, his words washing over you like a wave of heat. 

With his reassurance, you allow the pleasure to take hold, becoming mere jelly in his hands as he holds you up. Satisfied by your compliance, he lavishes attention on your throbbing entrance, treating your opening with firm, purposeful nudges of his hot tongue. 

When his tongue delves into you, penetrating your depths with precision, you can't help but respond with a rush of arousal. It's as if he possesses an innate understanding of your body, knowing exactly how to drive you wild with pleasure before you even realize it yourself.

You merely whimper hazily in response, the sound a mixture of need and desire as he continues to devour you with single-minded determination.

You're teetering on the edge now, your body aching for release, but Zoro shows no signs of slowing down. He's a man possessed, driven by his own insatiable desire to please you, to make you scream his name in ecstasy.

And just when you think you can't take anymore, when you're on the verge of shattering into a million pieces, he finally relents, pulling back slightly to admire his handiwork, a string of saliva connecting his mouth to your cunt. His eyes burn with raw passion as he gazes down at you, a smug grin playing at the corners of his lips.

"Stay, just like that," he instructs, his voice commanding as he leans down and deftly maneuvers himself onto his back, positioning you to straddle his face.

"I need more of you," the swordsman groans before he eagerly latching onto your clit with skilled, greedy sucks.

It’s no secret that Zoro can handle his liquor, but it’s safe to say that tonight, your taste has got him utterly wasted. 

Sanji: 

You’re perched atop the chef's face, his tender hands encircling your waist, guiding your movements as you sway your slick folds over his waiting tongue.

He’s unapologetically desperate for your taste, your mere aroma could provoke blood to stream from his nose and down his chin. 

Sanji’s eagerly flicking his tongue along your folds as he rocks you against his face, moaning softly into your cunt as he savors the taste of your essence lingering on his tastebuds. 

His desperation knows no bounds as he continues to lavish attention upon you, his tongue tracing every contour of your folds with expert precision. With each flick and suck, he elicits a symphony of moans and gasps from you, his own pleasure evident in the way he hums contentedly against your core.

“So divine,” the cook mumbles hazily in between licks.

You surrender yourself completely to the sensations washing over you, your fingers tangling in his blonde hair as you urge him on with something you know he can’t refuse: desperate whispers of his name.

Your hips begin to rock faster, urgency building within you as the sensations intensify. Sanji matches your pace eagerly, his movements becoming more fervent as he responds to your escalating desire. With each thrust of your hips, his tongue delves deeper, exploring every inch of your trembling folds with a relentless hunger.

You can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter within you, pleasure building to a fever pitch as you chase the elusive edge of ecstasy.

Sanji continues to worship you with his tongue, prolonging the ecstasy as long as possible even as you cry his name and convulse atop him. 

“You're exquisite," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire as he continues to devour you with fervent kisses and licks, "I could spend eternity lost in your taste."

Ace: 

No matter the meal, Ace seems to always eat like he’s starving. 

The way he devours you is no different. 

With his head nestled between your thighs, he’s treating your inner thighs with teasing traces of his hot tongue.

The barely-there sensation sends shivers down your spine, causing you to mewl out pleas of desperation, lost in the sway of the mere promise of pleasure. 

“Ace-” you whine, instinctively bucking your hips in the hopes that he’ll grant your insistent eagerness with some sort of relief. 

But even amidst your whimpers, Ace remains headstrong. He’s a master of his craft, afterall, prolonging anticipation, reveling in the way your body squirms and writhes beneath him. He savors every moment, every sound of your desperate pleas, knowing that he holds the power to drive you wild with need.

His tongue continues its tantalizing journey, dancing closer and closer to where you ache for his touch the most. He's in no rush, savoring the taste and scent of your arousal, relishing in the way you respond to him.

As your whimpers grow louder and your movements more frantic, Ace finally relents, pressing his lips against your aching slit. The sudden contact sends waves of pleasure crashing through you, making you gasp and arch your back in ecstasy.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with arousal. 

Ace returns his attention to your trembling thighs, heightening every nerve ending and leaving you achingly aware of every touch, every breath. 

With a mixture of excitement and longing, you watch as he leans in, preparing to delve back into the depths of your pleasure. His tongue, hot and insistent, traces patterns of fire along your heated skin, each stroke sending sparks of ecstasy dancing through your veins.

You can't help but moan his name, a desperate plea for more as you arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely. His hands roam over your quivering flesh before eventually finding their home on your ankles, grasping them firmly. 

You crane your neck to give him a curious glance, “What’re you-” but before you can question his motives, he presses your feet above your head, making them cross at the ankles as he presses the tops of them into the mattress.

The freckled man hums contently, satisfied with your flexibility and the way your cunt looks on full display. 

“Good,” he chuckles lowly, “Now I can really get to work.” 

Ace dips his head down, finally tracing his hot tongue from your weeping entrance all the way up to your clit. 

The long-awaited sensation is even better than you imagined, and you involuntarily throw your head back, letting out a weak cry of pleasure. 

"Mmm," Ace groans against your slit, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh as he continues his ministrations. He latches onto your clit, suckling desperately on the aching nub as he keeps your legs pressed down, denying you any chance of escape.

The combination of his skilled tongue and the firm pressure of his lips sends you spiraling towards the edge of ecstasy, trembling in his grasp as you moan and gasp in pleasure.

But just as you're about to tip over into the abyss, Ace pulls back slightly, leaving you panting and desperate for more. His lips curve into a wicked grin as he gazes up at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"You're so responsive," he murmurs, his voice husky with arousal. "I could do this all night."

And with that promise hanging in the air, Ace returns his attention to your weeping slit, ready to continue his delicious torture until you're begging for release.

Law: 

The wall you’re pressed against is cold against your bare back, nearly making your teeth rattle in your skull. But the contrast is stark as your captain's tongue, hot and wet to the touch as it grazes down your skin, makes up tenfold for the frigidity of the submarine corridors. 

Law kneels before you with a reverence that sends a thrill coursing through your veins. His uncharacteristically vulnerable position at your feet is a sight that leaves you breathless, his grey irises locked onto your doe-eyed gaze with undeniable intensity. 

But it's not just the ferocity of his gaze that sets your heart racing; it's the way his lips and tongue trail down your bare skin with a deliberate tenderness that contrasts starkly with the coldness of the submarine walls. Each kiss is more delicious than the last, leaving you rolling your hips, unapologetically aching for more. 

You can feel the goosebumps rising in response to his ministrations, the contrast between the frigid air and the warmth of his touch sending shivers racing across your skin.

As Law's kisses descend lower, a primal need surges through you, causing your breath to hitch in anticipation.

"Law," you whimper, your voice filled with longing, abandoning all dignity.

The doctor's smirk is teasing, his white, toothy grin shining faintly in the dimly-lit corridor.

“Tell me what you want,” he rasps, “Use your words.”

“You, please-”

And then, he does something new, lifting your leg up by your thigh to rest on his shoulder, leaving you standing on one shaky leg. The sudden movement leaves you gasping for breath, your body arching towards him instinctively as he opens you up completely to his touch.

The vulnerability of the position only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment, your senses ablaze with both vulnerability and desire. You suck in your breath sharply, biting your lip in a futile attempt to stifle the moan that threatens to escape your lips as Law begins to kiss closer to your aching cunt.

Your breaths turn ragged as he finally nuzzles his head between your legs, locking eyes with you as his tongue meets your slick folds with a meticulous stripe. You lean your head back against the wall as you mewl out moans of pleasure, a shiver travelling up and down your spine as your limbs become tingly with need. You can already feel your leg beginning to shake as it dangles over his tattooed shoulder, making a deep blush rush to your cheeks.

Law is undeterred, however, your squirms only aiding his urge to please you. 

You manage a weak whine, your hands tangling in his unruly black hair as you urge him on. His tongue is hot and expertly skilled, and you simply can’t deny yourself the pleasure of grinding against it as he kneels before you. 

“Yeah?” he groans against your slit before flicking his tongue back and forth, “This how you like it?” 

"Mm-mhmm," you manage to whimper, confirming his question. 

His mouth meets your clit with a few gentle sucks as he raises your leg higher, granting himself with more access to your needy entrance.

His tongue is relentless, exploring every inch of your sensitive flesh with expertise. He idly shakes his head back and forth, his tongue dancing along your folds in a phenomenal rhythm. 

With each stroke, each caress, he pushes you closer and closer to the edge, goosebumps erupting all over your skin until you're teetering on the brink of your orgasm, ready to fall into the abyss of pleasure at his command.

Your moans grow louder and more desperate with each passing moment, filling the dimly-lit corridor with the symphony of your pleasure.

Doubling his efforts, Law’s eyes meet yours with a dark, hungry gaze that sucks the air from your lungs, 

"Let go for me,” he groans into you, “Let me take you there."

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[bby-deerling]

luffy + pillow talk

tagging: @kibblz-n-bitz @eelnoise

masterlist

once you clean yourself up after fooling around with luffy and return to your bedroom, you find him stretched out on the bed with a nervous expression on his face.

"my heartbeat's gone!" luffy exclaims, rubbery hand splayed over his chest, searching in vain for his pulse.

you scoff and roll your eyes as you hop back in bed next to him. "your heartbeat's not gone. i'll listen to it right now!" you say, placing your head on luffy's scarred chest, adjusting your ear until you hear his heart thump. "see! it's right there!" you exclaim, taking the opportunity to cuddle in closer to your side.

"woah... you can hear my heartbeat?" luffy asks with a broad grin and wide eyes.

you nod against him, smiling into his skin. "mhm! 'course i can!" you chirp as you get even more comfy in his arms.

"lemme hear yours!" he insists, flipping you over to put his head onto your own chest. "your heart is beating really fast." luffy marvels, pressing his ear even closer to your skin.

"tch... it's almost like i really like you or something." you reply teasingly as you run your fingers through his dark, messy locks.

"go do ten jumping jacks!" he shouts, nearly busting your eardrums in the process as he sits up.

"what?" you say incredulously, not happy with the prospect of leaving the warmth of your sheets.

"c'mon, just do it, and let me listen afterwards!" he begs, whining until you relent to his silly request, and he's grinning like a madman when you get up and comply with his wishes before flopping back onto the bed.

"it's super fast now. shishishi, i think you're gonna die if it gets any faster!" he jokes, snuggling his face into your chest.

you simply giggle in response and lean down to press a kiss onto the top of his head.

and then another,

and then one more for good measure.

[grandline-fics]

Do you think I can request a seamstress y/n being part of the strawhat crew and how they need to make new outfits for the crew as disguises and when it came to luffys turn, it was kinda difficult for them because they have a huge crush on him and seeing him bare for measurements kills them a little-

Kinda just a sorta oblivious luffy witnessing y/n get flustered a little!

Really curious how you’re going to make it end lol

(Love your writing sm! Thank you for advanced!)

DESCRIPTION: You’re the crew’s seamstress and measuring Luffy leaves you flustered 

WARNINGS: none

CHARACTERS: Luffy

WORDS: 934

A/N:  Sorry this took so long but I hope it was worth it and that you like how it all turned out

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST

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When it came to your passion of designing and making clothes you were unbelievably focussed. It was to the point that if the crew wanted to distract you from something they’d bring up the topic of a new design they had in mind. Some of the crew were more subtle about this tactic than others, for instance when Sanji needed you away from the kitchen for a few hours so he could work on your surprise birthday banquet, Robin expertly brought up a floral skirt and top combination she wanted to wear but couldn’t find the right colour scheme anywhere.

On that occasion you’d gotten so motivated that by the time you were needed for the banquet you had to be physically dragged out of your workshop. Oppositely there was one time Zoro had stolen your dressmaker’s mannequin to test out which angle would be best to attack someone from for his new technique. When you’d found out and went to rescue your possession Zoro had tried the distraction method but merely said ‘buttons’ which only bewildered you for the briefest of moments before you took back what was yours while it was thankfully still in tact. Yes, there was no way your focus could be shaken when it came to your work…well except when it came to your Captain. Your very oblivious Captain. 

You kept telling yourself that it was just a crush, that he didn’t feel that way about you and he was just affectionate and energetic by nature and you were good with that, you really were. The last thing you ever wanted to do was jeopardise the amazing friendship you’d made with Luffy. So you kept your crush to yourself and things continued as normal. The only time things threatened to reveal themselves was at moments like these. The ship was heading into dangerous territory governed by another rival pirate which meant keeping as low a profile as possible and that meant they were depending on you for appropriate disguises. 

“Luffy please just stand still.” You lightly begged, watching your Captain excitedly move about your workspace, touching the bolts of different fabrics and flicking through your design book with glee like it was his very first time in the room when in reality you’d lost count how often his presence had been in and out. At your plea he stopped running his fingers through the soft patterned material that had caught his attention and turned to face you with his usual carefree grin. You sighed in relief and slowly reached for your measuring tape while trying to keep your expression as relaxed as possible. This was always the hard part so you just tried to go as quickly as possible. “Shirt off.”

You had no problem seeing any of the other guys shirtless, yeah most of them were impressive but the only one to get you  to be a shaking, blushing mess was Luffy. When Luffy’s hands moved to his shirt you dropped your gaze away, mostly out of respect but also because you could already hear your heart slamming against your chest and feel your skin begin to heat. When you heard the fabric of his shirt fall on the ground you looked up, trying to keep your gaze focussed on Luffy’s eyes but you couldn’t help but let it drop for the briefest of moments to peek at his impressive physique. Snapping out of it you instructed quickly. “Arms out.”

You didn’t know whether to laugh or scowl when Luffy grinned and extended his arms out to you as though inviting you in for a hug as opposed to putting his arms outward so you could accurately measure his frame. You knew it wasn’t his intention to fluster you like this, it was just Luffy being Luffy but it made things so much harder to deal with. Resisting the urge to give in to temptation you took hold of Luffy’s wrist and pulled to manoeuvre him correctly. Quickly you stood behind him and began to lift your tape towards him. With every adventure and fight meant Luffy’s body got only more and more defined and it made measuring him a greater struggle.

It was a relief that you managed to make it through most of the process without making too much of an idiot of yourself but by the end of it all you were beet red and trying to look anywhere but the cause. Through it all Luffy was his happy, oblivious self, talking excitedly about the disguise he wanted but when you stepped away he finally took a proper look at you. “Huh? Are you feeling okay?” He asked, leaning in closer and pressing his hand against your head. However that action meant his still bare chest was against you too which only made your condition worse. “You shouldn’t have been working if you’re sick. I’ll go get Chopper, okay?”

“N-no! I’ll be fine!” Your guilt for making him worry managed to pull you back from your inner spiral. “I’m just…too warm! Something cool to drink and I’ll be back to normal.” You reassured only for Luffy to grin and pull you out of your workshop and straight to the kitchen so you could cool down. Finally feeling more yourself and no longer overheating thanks to Luffy sitting back you could focus on the design. “So you never said what colours you wanted for this disguise, Luffy.”

Luffy blinked at you and gave you a look as though you were the oblivious one. “Well as long as it matches you I’ll be happy.”

[geekgirl-1717]

Cuddling with... One Piece Characters!

Part 1 (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Usopp, Law, Kidd)

TW: Slightly suggestive for Kidd's part but otherwise SFW. Gender of reader is not specified and no pronouns are used but there is use of fem! coded nicknames for Kidd's part (princess). No use of y/n

How One Piece characters would cuddle with you!

Luffy: Luffy loves cuddling! Big spoon, little spoon, in your lap, in his lap, he doesn’t care. He just wants to be close to you! If you’re uncomfortable with PDA, he’ll restrict cuddle time to when you two are alone, but expect to be smothered as soon as you’re away from others. If you’re okay with PDA, I imagine him being almost like a cat. When he wants cuddles, he’ll find his way into your arms, no matter what. 

You were lounging in the aquarium bar of the Sunny, laying on your back with a book in hand. Although it was a nice day outside, you found the calming atmosphere of the aquarium much more conducive to reading than the chaos your fellow crewmates were usually up to on the ship’s deck. However, your peaceful solitude did not last long. 

“Ah, there you are!”

You looked up from your book with a smile as Luffy made his way over to you, his cheerful grin mirroring your own. You glanced back down at the page, picking up where you left off while still speaking to Luffy.

“I thought you were playing with Usopp and Chopper outside?”

Luffy shrugged, now standing over you.

“I was. But I missed you!”

He said it so casually, so naturally, as if such a sincere expression of affection didn’t make your heart flutter. 

Without another word, Luffy crawled on top of you. You lifted your book up so his head could rest on your chest. Lowering your arms again, one hand propped the book against Luffy’s back while the other went to his head, sliding his hat down so you could run your fingers through his hair. Luffy hummed in content, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

You remained like that for a while. It was a little difficult to hold your book and turn the pages with one hand, but with Luffy so at peace in your arms, you hardly cared. Eventually, Luffy’s breathing became even and deep as he fell asleep to your soft caresses and steady heartbeat. You could feel your eyes beginning to droop as well, the warmth and weight of Luffy against you making the promise of sleep tempting. 

Soon enough, your book lay forgotten on Luffy’s back as the both of you napped peacefully in each other’s embrace. 

Zoro: He’s not overly enthusiastic about cuddling, but he certainly doesn’t dislike it. 99% of the time, you’ll be initiating cuddles. He’ll grumble or tease you about being clingy, but the faint blush on his cheeks tells a different story. He’s not a huge fan of PDA (unless he’s trying to annoy Sanji) so expect to cuddle only when in private. His preferred way to cuddle is to have you nestled into his chest or side with an arm around your shoulders. 

You huffed as you tossed and turned for what felt like the 100th time that night. It wasn’t particularly cold, but you felt a distinct lack of warmth in your bed. A warmth that was normally filled by your lover.

Alas, Zoro was on watch duty for the night, leaving you alone in your shared bed. You knew he was just fulfilling his duty as a responsible crewmate, but you couldn’t deny your discontent towards nights like this. At this point, you weren’t sure if you were more upset by Zoro’s absence or your apparent dependence on his presence for sleep.

Huffing one last time, you rolled out of bed, slipped on a pair of shoes, and draped the blanket across your shoulders as you made your way up to the crow’s nest.

Arriving at the top, you knocked once so as not to alarm Zoro before pushing the hatch up and poking your head in. Zoro seemed surprised to see you, but you just grinned at him. Despite your drowsiness and prior annoyance, seeing Zoro lifted your spirits almost immediately.

“Why are you here?”

Zoro asked, still looking confused. You scoffed as you climbed the rest of the way into the crow’s nest. 

“It’s nice to see you too, babe.”

Zoro rolled his eyes and turned his head away from you, hoping you wouldn’t see the blush dusting across his cheeks (you did).

“I just meant it’s late. You should be sleeping.”

You smiled, knowing this was just his way of expressing love and concern for your wellbeing. You walked over to where Zoro was sitting against the wall and plopped down next to him, throwing the blanket around the two of you and leaning your head against his broad chest. 

“Can’t sleep without you.”

You said simply, locking your arms around his waist and snuggling further into him. Zoro chuckled, lifting his arm to rest around your shoulders. 

The two of you sat in silence, basking in the feeling of the cool night air, the calming sounds of the ocean, and the comfort of each other’s embrace. You drifted off easily, while Zoro stayed awake to fulfill his watch duties. While you slumbered peacefully at his side, he subconsciously pulled you tighter against him and leant down to kiss the top of your head.

“Sleep well.” 

Sanji: Loves cuddling with you! So much! Please ask him to cuddle you will make him the happiest man in existence. He’ll normally default to being the big spoon, because of course his lover deserves to be held and embraced like the royalty they are. But please please let this man be the little spoon sometimes. He’d be somewhat shy about asking you to hold him, but when you do, he swears he’s in heaven. Sanji is always taking care of others and putting their needs above his own, so make sure you take care of him and remind him how loved he is. 

You were awoken by a gentle rustling next to you. You weren’t sure what time it was, but you knew it was quite early in the morning. You rolled over, only to find that the space usually occupied by your boyfriend was empty. You groaned and raised your head slightly, gaze still bleary from sleep. You registered the soft press of lips on your forehead and a familiar voice urging you back to sleep. 

“Sorry to wake you, love. I have to get started on breakfast.”

You let out a pitiful whine but reluctantly sunk back into the sheets, not quite as comforting without Sanji’s presence. This was unfortunately a typical morning for you two, with Sanji having to wake up early to prepare breakfast for the crew. Sometimes you accompanied him to the kitchen, but other days you were simply too tired to leave your bed. 

You weren’t sure when you had fallen back to sleep, but you awoke again to the sun shining through the window, indicating it was much later in the morning. You made your way to the kitchen for breakfast, where most of your fellow crewmates had already settled down to eat. You greeted everyone with a “good morning” before taking your usual spot at the table. 

No sooner had you sat down than Sanji placed a steaming plate of fresh pancakes in front of you, complete with melted butter and gooey maple syrup. You gave him an appreciative smile before digging in, happily chatting away with your friends. 

Once breakfast was over and everyone had cleared out of the kitchen, you stayed behind to help Sanji tidy up (despite his protests that you leave it all to him). As he was wiping down the table, you came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, smushing your face into his back. 

“Sanji, can we go back to bed?”

You mumbled against him. You felt him chuckle lightly before he turned around to face you. He cupped your cheeks with both hands, hearts in his eyes as he gazed down at you. 

“Of course, my love, whatever you wish. Why don’t you go lay down first, I’ll be right there once I’m all done cleaning up.”

You smiled and nodded enthusiastically, giving him one last squeeze before heading back to your room. It wasn’t long before Sanji was climbing into bed with you, ready to assume his usual role as the big spoon. Today though, you had other plans. 

As Sanji settled under the covers, you moved a bit further up the bed. Before he could question your actions, you pulled him close to you so his head was resting against your chest. One hand wrapped around his back while the other went to his hair, carding your fingers through the soft blonde locks. 

“D-darling, you don’t have to-”

Sanji began to say, but you gently shushed him. 

“You do so much for us. For me. Let me be the one to hold you this time, okay?”

He simply nodded, too flustered and overwhelmed by your affection to speak. He gladly snuggled closer to you, burying his head into the crook of your neck to inhale your comforting scent. It wasn’t long before the both of you drifted off to sleep once more. 

Usopp: Another man who insists on being the big spoon when secretly he wants nothing more than to be held by you. He’s a brave, strong warrior of the sea, of course he’s the big spoon! It’s his duty to keep you safe at all times, and naturally that means holding you close when you cuddle! What? You want to be the big spoon this time? Yes please He supposes he can allow it. Would also prefer to cuddle in private, only because even the smallest amount of PDA will have him redder than a tomato. 

You were wandering about Sunny, on a mission to find your boyfriend. You hadn’t seen him outside on the deck, nor was he in the kitchen or aquarium, so your next destination was the lower deck workshop. 

You felt a little guilty about potentially disturbing Usopp while he was working, but you knew he wouldn’t mind. You liked watching him work, fascinated by all of the creative gadgets he was able to devise, and he certainly wouldn’t turn down an opportunity to spend time with you (and to hear you praise him for his craftsmanship).

Once you reached the workshop, you silently cracked the door open, not wanting to disrupt Usopp (or Franky, if he happened to be there, too). Sure enough, you found your lover hunched over a workbench, deep in concentration on his latest project. 

You smiled at the sight, making your way over to where Usopp was sitting. You put a little bit more force into your footsteps, hoping it would alert him to your presence without startling him. Despite your efforts, you still saw Usopp jump a little in his seat as you approached. However, his eyes lit up when he turned and saw it was you.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re here!”

“Sorry if I scared you.”

Usopp looked away bashfully, his hand unconsciously coming up to rub the back of his neck.

“S-scare me? Never! A brave warrior like myself has stood fearlessly in the face of many dangers! B-besides, I- uh, I could already tell it was you before you came in, so there was no reason for me to be scared in the first place!”

Usopp tried to sound confident in his words, but he avoided meeting your gaze. You giggled, finding his antics endearing.

You noticed that Usopp was sitting rather far up on his bench, leaving a considerable amount of space behind him. Seizing the opportunity, you moved to sit so your chest was pressed against his back, essentially having him sitting in your lap. You draped your arms around Usopp’s neck, your chin coming to rest on his shoulder.

“So whatcha workin’ on?”

Usopp went completely rigid in your grasp, and you could feel his face getting hot. You grinned at his flustered reaction, teasingly snuggling yourself closer to your poor, timid lover. 

“Hm, is everything alright, dear? Am I distracting you?”

You said innocently, as though you weren’t aware of the effect you had on him. Usopp didn’t respond for a moment, but he soon snapped out of his flustered daze. 

“O-of course not! I’m- uh, I’m working on a new type of ammo for Kabuto. It’s like a smoke bomb, but I’m trying to make it so that-“

You listened as your boyfriend enthusiastically shared his plans, meticulously crafting away and demonstrating his innovations to you. You observed with rapt attention, drawn in by Usopp’s passion and enthusiasm. 

The two of you fell into an easy rhythm as Usopp worked and you watched, with you asking questions here and there. He remained firmly in your lap, both of you finding comfort in your cuddling arrangement.

Law: Wants to be held by you and is surprisingly not ashamed about it. This man is so stressed, so overworked, so tired that at the end of the day he wants nothing more than to fall asleep in your arms. Loves to have his head against your chest so he can hear your heartbeat. Because cuddling is a rather vulnerable act for him, it will only take place when the two of you are alone. 

Being both a captain and a doctor, and having such lofty ambitions to dominate the New World, meant Law spent many late nights holed away in his office, poring over documents or strategizing his crew’s next move. Which meant many late nights alone for you.

Though you wished things could be different, that you and Law could fall asleep together every night, you knew that wasn’t possible. Ultimately, though it sometimes pushed his body to its limits, Law was carrying out his long-awaited ambitions, some of which had the capability to affect the world as you knew it, so you dared not pull him away from that. You did, however, force him to take care of himself as best you could.

It was ironic, you thought, that your ship’s doctor had the least regard for his own well-being. Early in your relationship, you had to practically beg Law to stop sleeping in his office. Even if a full night’s rest wasn’t possible, he at least needed to sleep in a soft bed as opposed to the unforgiving hardness of his desk.

He refused at first, feeling guilty about disrupting your own sleep. But you didn’t care. You didn’t care if you never got another night of uninterrupted sleep in your life, as long as Law returned to your side. Finally, after much pleading and arguing, Law relented. 

Now, it was a typical routine for Law to slip into bed with you in the early hours of the morning, almost immediately passing out in your arms to get what little precious sleep he could before his duties called him once more. You sometimes slept through his return, but often not. Though, you actually enjoyed the nights when you were accidentally awoken, as it meant you could enjoy a few brief moments of cuddling with Law.

Tonight was one of those nights. You stirred out of your slumber, roused by the sounds of the door creaking open and footsteps shuffling as Law navigated his way through the dark of your shared room. 

“Law…”

You called out sleepily, letting him know you were awake. You heard him sigh before he responded, his voice soft but deep.

“Sorry for waking you.”

You shook your head, though you doubted Law was able to see you very well. 

“S’fine. You know you don’t have to apologize.”

You replied, your words still slurred with drowsiness. You heard more movement and rustling as Law changed into his sleepwear. 

Finally, you felt the mattress dip as Law climbed into bed. You pulled back the covers and instinctively opened your arms, an invitation which Law gratefully accepted. He all but collapsed into your embrace, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on the left side of your chest, just over your heart.

He exhaled deeply, letting go of all of his stress and worries, if only for the night. You held him close, burying your face in his hair as your eyes became heavy with sleep. 

“G’night Law. Love you.”

No matter how exhausted he was, even if he was on the brink of passing out, he never failed to say it back.

“Love you, too.”

Kidd: He likes cuddling with you, but will NEVER admit it. Like with Zoro, you’re the one initiating basically all of the cuddles. Kidd likes to have you resting against his chest, with you either laying on top of him or in his lap with your back to him. No, you cannot be the big spoon. If you ask, he’ll either get annoyed or act like a bratty little shit. He’d be okay with you sitting on his lap if he were around his more trusted crew members, like Killer, but otherwise he’s another behind-closed-doors cuddler.

As one of the most notorious rookie pirates in the New World, moments of peace and calm were few and far between. When these moments did arise, Kidd preferred to spend them with you. 

Which is exactly what he was doing now.

There were no Navy fleets firing cannons. No enemy pirates hunting you down. No Sea Kings threatening to swallow the ship whole. Only silence and the gentle rocking of the Victoria Punk. 

You laid with Kidd in the captain’s quarters, with you sprawled across his chest. He’d removed his metal arm in favor of comfort, with his other arm holding you by the waist. Neither of you spoke, merely enjoying each other’s company as you both drifted in and out of sleep. 

After waking up from another brief nap, you sat up a bit and poked Kidd’s cheek.

“Kidd, are you awake?”

His face scrunched at your actions. He didn’t open his eyes, but he still grumbled out a reply.

“I am now. What’s the matter?”

You gave him a shy smile, moving your finger down to trace across his collarbones. 

“I thought of a way we can make this a little more… fun.”

You said coyly. At this, Kidd peaked one eye open. A devilish smirk spread across his face as the hand that was stationary on your back slid under your shirt, rubbing circles against your bare skin. 

“Oh yeah? And what’s that, princess?”

Your grin widened and you moved up his chest so your face was closer to his. You leaned in, whispering demurely into his ear.

“Let me be the big spoon-”

“No.”

Kidd scowled, his eyes snapping shut again and his hand stilling its movements. 

“C’mon, you never let me hold you! Just one time, that’s all I’m asking!”

“No.”

You whined at his blunt responses, flopping yourself dramatically against his chest. 

“You’re so mean! I can’t believe my dear lover would deny my selfless affections!”

You looked up at him with an exaggerated pout, while he merely scoffed at your attempts to persuade him. But then, a wicked gleam flashed in his eyes. 

“Alright princess, we can switch places if you want.”

Before you have a chance to question just what exactly he’s planning, Kidd rolls over, unceremoniously plopping his full weight on top of you. You wheeze at the impact, making a pathetic attempt to push his body off of yours. 

“Kidd, you’re squishing me!”

You protest. You meant to sound annoyed, but you can feel a laugh slipping into your words. Kidd just chuckles, wrapping his arm around your waist and pressing further into you. 

“I think you were on to something, baby. I’m feeling pretty comfortable. I might just take a nap right here, right now.”

You wheeze-laugh again, squirming and wiggling to try and free yourself from his grasp, but to no avail. 

“Don’t you dare! You’re going to suffocate me!”

“Hmm, what’da say princess? I think I’m already falling asleep.”

“Kidd, you big brat!”

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monkey d. luffy's 5 love languages

gender neutral readers. fluff. improper grammar. no uses of (y/n) or (name). established relationship. strawhat-coded reader. i tried to lean into luffys childlike personality without infantilizing him... tell me how good i did that please. is meant for opla!luffy but it can go for anime!luffy as-well. spoiler free

color coded text: luffy

physical touch: luffy is very touchy feely. he likes wrapping his entire body around you like a wet noodle just because he can and you're going to have to deal with that!! he loves giving you cheek kisses or small bites on your fingers, shoulders and chest but in a non-sexual way! he loves holding your hand and swinging it back and forth. he thinks is super fun and he'll do it really hard sometimes and make his arm loose shape and flail around in the wind.

acts of service: you could ask him to get a star out of the sky he'd do it!!! he'd do little things like get things off of shelves, grab something from your room or giving you a piggyback across an island but he'd literally do anything you ask him to without a second thought..well maybe be sides share his food, he'd have to think about it foe a second and then give you a piece. but fr he's big on helping you though, he likes doing things for you. and if you ever asked him why he dose he wanna help he'd be like 'because you need help' which translates to 'because i like being with you'.

quality time: you two spend alot of time together not only because you live on a boat together (with the crew ofc) but he also seeks you out when he's bored. downtime on the ship is v common because it can take weeks to get from point A to point B and thats where you come in. sometimes he takes you to the figure head and makes you tell him stories or talk about your thoughts. other times you just sit on the deck and sunbathe while he holds your hand it all depends really.

giving/receiving gifts: it doesn't take alot to impress him he's like a baby—easy to please! you could give him a fish & he'd wiggle it around before yelling at asking sanji to cook it for him. his gifts however are usually one of two things either— 1) it takes trials and tribulations to get or 2) it comes of as simple to someone from the outside looking in but it means alot to him no in between! like lets you say you want a apple he'd somehow fight a congregation of alligators to bring back 1 apple then he'd ask for a bite. ORRRRR he gifts you something like a drawing of you that looks rushed and childish with gears around it but it took him an hour—you watched him as he would go back and forth between looking at you foe a minute and scribbling and erasing on his paper. some might make fun of him for that but you of all people know that it means a lot to him that you have!

words of affirmation: he talks about you like you hung the moon and stars you could be a marine, a civilian, someone on his crew it doesn't matter. he'd tell everyone how he feels about you regardless if you're there or not. he never misses a moment to talk about you highly though his vocabulary is a little limited so he doesn't say things like "you're extravagant" or "i admire you." when he compliments you he says things like "you're so fun." and "i like you so much." again his words are surface level to those who don't know him but he really does think highly of you even if his words don't exactly reflect it but actions are louder than words anyway.