#one piece live action x male reader

[beautifulsenpai]

random horny thought:

men who will kiss, and mark your neck possessively, and lovingly. their cock deep inside of you, pounding into you with cum dripping from your pink puckered hole, and legs from the first orgasm. they murmur against your neck, repeatedly saying how “you’re mine” or “my good boy”.

katsuki bakugo, dabi, tomura shigaraki, keigo takami, sanemi shinazugawa, doma, gyutaro, roronoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, donquixote doflamingo, dio brando, joseph joestar, kars, jotaro kujo, yoshikage kira, ghost (simon riley).

[thealtoduck]

Y/n: I’ve kissed Zoro and can i just say not worth a buck…

Sanji: HA!

Y/n: I would however pay a 100 berry to jiggle one of his man boobs

Zoro considering it: …Show me the money

[stinkysam]

Buggy the Clown - So handsome.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “buggy with a reader who wears glasses ( I’ve never seen anyone write for glasses reader 😩)  maybe one day reader pulls out there glasses while trying to read something.” - anon

Reader : gender neutral (you/yours)

How was Buggy supposed to know you have glasses ? You never wore them ! So to him, you had great eyesight.

He just thought your heavy squinting problem was just you thinking while reading or watching something from afar.

Yet, you had glasses since you were a kid and needed to wear them all the time, which you stopped doing when you became a pirate. They got broken too easily. How many times have you had to buy a new pair just after getting the new ones again…

So you rarely wore them except when you really needed them. But so far it didn't happen much. Except for today.

Today, you had put your hands on a treasure map and couldn't read it. Every details and inscriptions were too small.

Kneeling down to read it, you patted your pocket for your glasses, finding the box quickly. You opened it and put them on and, oh, wow, suddenly everything was neat and clear. People see like this all day long without any help ? That's how you're supposed to see ? You blinked several times, getting adjusted to your new vision and focused back on the map.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here ?” Asked Buggy, approaching you from behind. “Found something interesting ?”

“A treasure map, I think…” You turned to him briefly before looking back at the piece of paper, to make sure it's indeed a treasure map as in map for berries and gold and not some kid's stash of broken dreams and hope. “Wouldn't want to find like last time, a chest full of Uta goodies and posters. We took it, but still. Gold's better. Right ?”

But Buggy had stopped listening, staring at the back of your head.

“Look at me ?” He said moving his head slightly to the side to see your face.

“What ?” You partially turned around. But you were still mainly facing the map.

“Look at me, please.”

You turned around with a frown, not understanding why he was demanding such random things.

He continued staring at you, blinking slowly.

“Whose glasses is that ?” He asks quietly. From whom did you take them…

“Me ?”

“Yes, you.” He rolled his eyes, hands on his hips.

“No, I mean, those are mine.” You said and Buggy continued to look at you. He squinted his eyes, grimacing as he leaned closer, almost nose to nose.

“Since when do you have glasses ?”

“Ferever ?” You blinked back in confusion, not realizing it was the first time he saw you with them. And for a second he wondered if his memory wasn't playing him games. Did he forget you had glasses…?

“Huh…” He looked at your face, still grimacing. What… ?

“Oh ! No ! Yeah, it's the first time I wear them in front of you, you're right.” You said with a laugh, taking them off.

“What !?”

“Yeah.”

“You wear glasses ?!” He yelled, taking them from your hands and putting them on his nose. “How blind are you !?” He asks, moving his flying hand in front of himself.

“Uh… a bit.” You laughed, trying to get them back from him. Without success.

“Wait. So you're seeing me blurry ?”

“Y- yeah ?”

“And you still chose to date me !?”

You said nothing, an awkward smile on your face.

“You only know me blurry !?”

“...It's nice to see you neatly.” You said with a grin.

Buggy grimaced dramatically, cutting himself in pieces, contracting in a random pose.

“Blurry !? I was blurry all this time !?” His hands flew to you, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you.

“I fell in love with you blurry, yeah. Are you scared that neatness will change something ?”

He froze.

“It's not- is it possible ?”

“I don't know, let me check.” You said, grabbing back your glasses to put them on. You look at him and make a thinking pose. Buggy stares at you, waiting.

“...” You say nothing, letting the tension build. “You're right, it's too different. I can date you with a neat vision.” You take them off, wiping fake tears.

“Whaaat !? [Name] !” He shook you again. “What does this mean !?”

“You're too handsome.” You fake sobbed. And he froze again.

“What is wrong with you !? Saying such things !?” He said, pushing your head away, while grumbling.

“Understand me !” You continue sobbing. “I'm used to the Buggy who's pretty all blurry. How am I supposed to take I have a boyfriend who's not just pretty but handsome as fuck !”

“Stop it !” He blushed slightly.

“I should've put on my glasses sooner !” You said, eagerly putting them back on to look at him. “Such beauty, I have to look at you !”

“Stop it !” He screamed, face all red from both anger and embarrassment. “Give me the damn map instead !” And with that you stopped fake sobbing in an instant, turning around to grab what he wanted with a small smile.

“Aye.” You simply said, handing it to him, smiling proudly at how red you made him.

[pastelclovds]

sub!buggy headcanons (amab!reader)

buggy is the type to brag about being a monster in the sheets to his freaks, but in reality, it's you he begs to rail him until he can't feel his ass anymore.

he definitely fantasizes about riding you in front of his crew, the spotlight just on the two of you as he goes to town on your cock.

he doesn't care if you wrap it or not, but if you decide to not use a condom, he's gonna want you to stuff his ass and make a creampie joke.

100% uses his devil fruit abilities in bed.

buggy's upper torso will he sitting on a chair, he's bitting his red colored lips to quiet his whiney moans as he watches his ass clap against your pelvis, bouncing on your cock while his severed hands hold your arms down.

would he cockwarm you while he's in a meeting with his minions, yes. would he bitch about not being able to walk even after he had begged you to go harder on him, yes.

praise kink all the way! if you ever compliment his body or face in a genuine, loving way, you will leave him blushing mess and rock hard.

also has a thing for hair pulling. while you were bathing with him, you accidentally tugged on his hair and he let out the most high pitched whimper. he made you swear to never tell anyone. but since then, when your getting freaky, you always make sure to give his blue locks a firm tug, and he is living for it.

buggy likes to pretend that he is in charge, when he's really not. when you take that control away from him and make him see colors behind his eyes, he's gonna spread his legs for you at every given moment.

this man is a brat, and with the sailer mouth he has, he makes it really hard to not want to teach him a lesson by holding him down by his neck while you pound into his ass.

aftercare with this man is marshmallow fluffy, all he wants is to be cuddled and cared for. even if he’s a pain in the ass sometimes, he does care about you. he will whisper “i love you” when he thinks you’re asleep and sleep in your arms, even if his ass is sore.

"f-fuck, you must be enjoying this a lot if your grabbing onto my ass like- oh!- oh, just l-like that."

[bimb0fy]

monkey d luffy affection headcanons!

pairings: monkey d luffy x gn!reader

ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡⁱˢᵗ!! | ⁿᵃᵛⁱᵍᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ!!

— monkey d luffy is an affectionate person. he's always having some form of contact and doesn't seem to understand the difference between love and like. he treats both the same, well, that was until you had met him.

— after you two met, he noticed how he felt different towards you then towards nami or zoro. he wanted to be close to you all the time, he wanted to have some form of contact. he's a show not tell type of guy, showing his love through physical contact.

smiling; a smile is a  facial expression characterized by an upward curving of the corners of the mouth and indicating pleasure, amusement, or derision.

you sat down on the dock, Luffy staring at you over his captain's quarters window, he was mesmerised by you, by the way you looked, your personality and heart of gold. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at you. It was a habit of his, he always found himself smiling around you.

You turned around, finding him smiling at you as you smiled back. Butterflies roamed his stomach as he waved at you as you waved back, turning back to whatever duties you had been accomplishing before the boy smiled at you. He turned back to his novels, continuing his stories as he wrote down his adventures. Adventures he wanted to share with you for the rest of his life.

ranting; to express at a length of a complaint or negative opinion

Luffy sat down on your bed as you walked around your room, moving your hands around aggressively as he focused on every word that came out of your mouth. It didn't matter what had exited, as long as it came from your beautiful lips, it didn't matter.

"And yeah! I'm not the best cook but Sanji should shove his spoon out of his asshole!" You yelled as Luffy nodded, he was to focused on you, the way you moved, the way you looked into his eyes. "What?"

"I think you look gorgeous." Luffy shrugged as your stiff shoulders softened. You smiled as Luffy stood up, kissing your cheek. The blood rushing through your ears as you blushed at the sudden movement.

hand holding; Strong personal support and reassurance, especially to alleviate tension and anxiety.

Luffy smiled as he held your hand, you were cleaning the deck as Luffy walked towards you, placing his hand on your hand that held onto the broom. "Luffy, I need to clean." You sighed as the boy nodded, he hugged you from behind as he swayed his hips in rhythm with yours.

You smiled as you dropped the broom, holding his hands, the ecstatic feeling flowing through both your bodies. He smiled as he held your other arm, wrapping them around your waist as he spun you around, swaying his hips as the Baratie music played softly. "I love you Y/n."

"I love you more."

[anystalker707]

Weak spot

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender neutral] Reader Kinktober prompt: Oral Fixation Tags: Oral / sloppy / lots of spit / no plot / he's absolutely wrecked / his titt gets bitten !!

KINKTOBER LIST MASTERLIST

          It was funny, really. Just a weak spot you happened to find while Zoro was drunk and insisted that you should keep the kiss going for a little longer than usual. He didn’t remember it the next morning, but you made sure to keep a mental note of it so that you could have something extra for him in the right moments. Like now.

Zoro was on top of you, pressing closer as he kissed your lips, giving you multiple pecks with soft groans. His body was over yours, an arm by each side of your head, and he wouldn’t pull away from you no matter the complaints.

“‘Need you,” Zoro would groan between kisses.

The fact he needed you wasn’t the problem, it’s just that you’d rather have a little bit more control right now, do something other than just holding on to his hips while he suffocated you against the mattress like that. It took you a while, but you finally managed to get a grasp on the hair on the back of his head—it was short, yeah, making it harder to tug on it, though it was still enough. Zoro gasped at the sharp pain on the back of his head, giving you just enough space and time to push your tongue inside his mouth.

Zoro’s mouth tasted like sake and another non-alcoholic drink he’d had earlier to help with the heat of the day, the same drink you’d had, so the kiss didn’t have a bad taste. You let your tongue press down to his, then ran it along the back of his teeth before pressing to his tongue again. It alone made Zoro moan as he pressed his tongue back against yours, deepening the kiss.

When Zoro tried to pull away, however, you kept your hand on the back of his head to hold him in place and keep the kiss going. Zoro whined lightly with it, his hands balling into fists as he had no choice other than to kiss you in return. Don’t get him wrong—Zoro loved it, but he was also a little anxious since it was something new with you, at least while he was sober.

A muffled moan came from Zoro’s throat, deep, followed but a sharp gasp as you kissed him. Your tongue rolled around his, and opening your eyes briefly, you could see Zoro rolling his eyes back with the way your tongue glided against his. Great.

Zoro whimpered, gasping softly as he uselessly tried to keep up with the kiss, but he just let it grow sloppy, not caring any more as long as you kept kissing him so good like that. Aw, shit.

Your name escaped Zoro’s lips in a long, dragged groan once you finally let him go. He felt so weak at the way you’d found out about that, all awkward, shy, but… That was also good. Anticipation drummed under his skin as he thought about all the stuff you could do to him, and he would just accept it, of course.

Many thoughts clouded Zoro’s mind, making it fuzzy as you exchanged positions with him and took the top this time, straddling his hips. The strength Zoro once had was now reduced to bits; he just accepted being at your mercy, his face burning red.

“Don’t be dramatic,” you breathed as if you could read his mind, grinning. “You love this.”

“Shut up,” Zoro groaned, but he didn’t fight you when your hands tugged on the hem of his shirt. A chuckle escaped your lips, and you pecked his lips before getting rid of his shirt properly. He lay there, looking at you, waiting for whatever you were going to do to him. He was complicated.

You rolled your eyes at your own thoughts, ignoring the glare Zoro sent you, and instead moved to kiss along his jaw. Zoro sighed, relaxing against the mattress as his hands wrapped around your waist. It felt good at first, but it got better as you kept using your mouth on him, kissing and sucking on his skin without restrictions. He was so lost in it that he only came back to reality again when your mouth met his chest—there was a specific nibble around his nipple that made him moan and arch his back, consequently pushing into your touches.

“Damn it,” Zoro sighed as your lips ran along his v-lines, teasing the skin while your hands worked on his pants. Were you going that fast already? He didn’t feel like arguing, though, sighing softly as he propped up on his elbows so that he could look at you. It was hot, honestly.

Zoro helped you with removing his pants and boxers, but he couldn’t help but be a little extra flustered at the fact he was the only one naked there. You still kept your clothes on, eyeing him so hungrily. He didn’t know what to expect now, but his cock was rock hard between his legs, twitching again once your lips returned to his chest. How was he supposed to resist it? Having you using your mouth on him was the best thing he could imagine right now. He was hard ever since you trapped him in that kiss, taking his breath away and making his eyes roll back with pleasure.

Sparkles ran down Zoro’s spine with the way you nipped on his chest, sometimes actually giving his pecs full-mouth bites, and he could already see where you were going, after some point. He’d happily learned that you loved leaving marks on his chest—marks that sometimes let everyone know who he belonged to whenever he wore a kimono or removed his shirt.

Thankfully enough, you were going down again. Zoro already expected it but still jumped and gasped when he felt your tongue on the underside of his cock, running from the base to the tip while it still rested heavily against his stomach, leaking.

No way, you were fucking pampering him, giving him the best time he could ever wish for, using your mouth so nicely on him like that. You lay on the bed, between his thighs, holding his cock by the base while eyeing its tip. All of it was so hot to Zoro, for some reason. He loved the way your mouth looked when your tongue peeked out, giving his tip kitten licks to wipe away the pre-cum. Eventually, the licks grew bigger, with the new objective of coating his fat, mushroom tip with your spit.

Zoro hissed, biting his lip when you wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked on it, pressing your tongue flat against his slip. It was so warm and wet. Were you trying to make him cum quick?

Your lips looked so pretty, all flushed and swollen as they ran up and down the side of Zoro’s cock, letting the spit escape your lips abundantly. He didn’t care if his elbows would start hurting from sinking into the mattress like that for so long—he couldn’t miss the show. Your hand pressed his cock against his stomach again, and you licked along the veins on his underside. So hot. Zoro let out a long moan as you went from his base to the tip again, making a zigzag motion with your tongue that didn’t fail to reach all the good spots.

“Mmph…” Zoro’s breath was unsteady, and he was absolutely dazed.

Zoro felt his cock twitch in your touch when your lips latched around his tip again, licking away the pre-cum once more. Different from what you’d been doing so far, you started to actually take him into your mouth this time.

“Shit, you feel so good,” Zoro moaned, thighs quivering. “Your mouth feels so good.”

You leaned in, taking about a third into your mouth. The second time, you took half of it. Within a few times, Zoro could finally feel his tip reach the back of his throat, snatching a low groan from him. Unlike the other times, though, you kept Zoro in your mouth for longer, swallowing around him and running your tongue along the underside as you pulled back, slowly. You blinked, looking at Zoro from under your lashes—he was going to lose it.

Curses escaped Zoro’s mouth as you took his cock into your mouth again. This time, you slowly took it all inside again, swallowing around him once more, but you didn’t pull away so soon. Your hands were tight around his waist, and your mouth was hot around his cock. He couldn’t take his eyes off your lips, the way they stretched around him so perfectly, and the way spit trailed down the corners of your mouth. It was sloppy, messy, but it was also so fucking good. Zoro let out a shaky breath, hands curling around the bedsheets.

The next moan that spilled from his lips was throaty and loud—you’d re-found his sensitive spot under the tip of his cock, tonguing at it, making his cock twitch and leak more. He hummed, struggling to keep his hips still.

“Don’t stop— Don’t, don’t,” Zoro’s voice fell in frustration as you stopped tonguing at his tip, and your attention was on his balls instead. He liked that, but he also knew it was a method of delaying his orgasm; he scrunched his nose, holding onto the bedsheets tighter as your tongue ran along his balls before you sucked on them lightly. He couldn’t help the moans, breath faltering and sometimes melting into whimpers.

You were so hot. Your mouth felt so good. Zoro could feel himself going to heaven and coming back, mind fuzzy, eyes rolling back as your mouth went up his cock again. You were tonguing at his sensitive spot again before your tongue pressed to his slit, then your mouth was hot and wet around his cock once more.

Zoro did his best not to push his hips up into your mouth—he wanted to feel your mouth work on him, not to fuck your mouth this time. He whimpered pathetically, biting his lip as you deep-throated him, swallowing around his cock before actually sucking on it. His whole body felt so hot, melting under your touches, as he threw his head back. Sweat trailed down his skin, his muscles straining under your touches as it kept getting harder and harder to keep his composure.

He eventually gave up on holding back his sounds, openly moaning when your cheeks hollowed around his cock—he hissed and pressed his eyes shut for a moment before he tried to gather himself together again. He needed to see your lips all wet and swollen around his cock. See the cum trailing down your lips once he came.

The tingling was already forming itself in the bottom of Zoro’s stomach, the knot tightening as you kept working on him with unwavering determination, doing him so fucking good. He hissed, one of his eyes closing as he struggled to keep observing you.

“Mmph,” Zoro whimpered, calling your name weakly before he was fucking cumming, thighs quivering as he arched his back a little. Still, he observed it as you kept sucking him off, milking him dry until the last drop of cum and the first tinge of overstimulation. He gasped for air as if he’d been underwater all this time once you finally pulled away, panting heavily, and the fact you had some of his cum trailing down the corner of your mouth along with spit didn’t help. He was so lost.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

[mordredisacoolname]

ONE PIECE (LA) CHARACTERS AND WHERE THEY LIKE TO KISS YOU

Male/gn reader

Characters: Luffy Zoro Usopp Nami Sanji Koby Mihawk Buggy

LUFFY- cheeks (not in a cute way, run for your life). He'll squwish your face til you can't feel it anymore. He really likes kissing your cheeks, especially when he's sitting between your legs with your arms wrapped around him.

ZORO- not big on showing affection but likes kissing your shoulders. It's his way of saying 'I love you'

NAMI- lips. Classic gal what can I say.

SANJI- everything, but if he had to choose, hands and neck.

USOPP- he really likes your stomach. Using it as a pillow and kissing it.

BUGGY- literally doesn't care as long as he gets to kiss you. But especially likes kissing your jaw and grabbing every part of you in the process.

MIHAWK- neck. This man has a thing for your neck. Even just nuzzling in it satisfies him.

KOBY- cheek (in a cute way). He thinks it cute, and just the right amount of affection.

[writingmeraki]

zoro bf texts !

! pairing : opla!zoro! x gn!reader

! genre : crack, fluff, romance, questionable humour

! warnings : cussing other than that nothing serious.

¡ a/n : lmaoooo I gave into my thots and this was the outcome, I had fun making these im so sorry for annoying y'all with these lmaoooo but enjoy and let me know what u think !

also do you want me to do it for more of the strawhats/other opla characters? If i get enough feedback I'll definitely do it !

MODERN AU !

all written works as well as images and edits (unless credited) belong to pri. do not plagiarise, repost, re-edit or claim as yours. pics mostly found on pinterest.

writingmeraki Ⓒ 2023

feedback is always appreciated 💌

links : main navi ! | misc masterlist !

[writingoddess1125]

I am obsessed with how you write for one piece characters (especially angst-fluff XD) I was wondering if I could request a Sanji x male!reader where they both barely got together yet sanji still fawns over nami and robin which causes reader to start feeling insecure, then later in private reader asks sanji if he’d love him more if he was a girl instead. Angst to fluff/comfort pls:))

Btw idk if you have any rules so sorry if this goes against them! Feel free to ignore/delete this!<3

Please and thank you :)

So love this idea! I'm splitting it into two however! So don't worry this will have a happy ending I promise!

Curiosity pt. 1

Sadness

Sanji x MaleReader

Support me on Ko-Fi! Enjoy!!

P.s the sanji quote I used was actually in the Japanese sub so don't @ me

You sat there as silent as stone eating your meal as the chaos and laughter of the ship sounded around you. Nami angrily yelling, Zoro drinking, Luffy yelling for more food while eating, Usopp spinning another story and your boyfriend fawning over Nami's tits openly- In most cases you would have been embarrassed but at this point... the disappointment was expected.

You'd only been together for a few months, starting out as flirting with each other- Him approaching you since he had felt conflicted in his attractions and you guided him through the maze of identity and attractions. Finding him in your arms and in your heart-

Sanji later admitting you were the first guy he has ever liked and the first person he dated. You thought it was sweet- a romance unfolding that you two would one day tell the world... but that didn't seem like the case anymore.

"Nami~ Can I see your panties! Wait let me get a camera!" Sanji laughed loidly as you could see the love in his eyes as Nami looked red in the face and angry.

"You're vile" Zoro hissed at the laughing Sanji, his nose bleeding as Nami gave him another hard punch to his head knocking him to the floor.

Zoro had been getting more aggressive against Sanji- mainly due to the fact he find his acts disrespectful towards you.

Lowering your gaze at this you took another sip of the mixed rum drink your boyfriend had served. However the sweet cocktail tasting bitter on your tongue now- not bothering to announce you were dismissing yourself from the joyous dinner.

Zoro gave you a sympathetic nod, watching you silently stand as you gave him a tight lipped small smile in return and left.

Stepping out you take a heavy sigh- Trying to keep the tears from falling and Biting your lip to swallow the pain once more.

That ache in your heart had faded letting a numbness settle instead. Taking a seat on the main deck you stare up at the sky, watching the stars above you as the fading sounds of laughter echoed behind you.

Sitting out looking over the open ocean you thought- Thinking about the pain and embarrassment that Sanji had brought you. He had been the one to approach you, asking you out on a night like this. Thinking of how he held you close and whispered that you were his one and only. Yet you felt like those moments were now just empty words- Maybe they had always been that way even after such a short amount of time....

"(Y/N)! What are you doing out here?" You heard a all too familiar voice call out, seeing a cherry checked Sanji smile brightly at you. His smile did freeze slightly at seeing the rather stoic look on your faze, his brow raising.

"Is something wrong?" He questioned, stepping closer in worry.

"No" You say calmly, looking back out on the water. Knowing you would kill the mood of you brought up how you felt- however it seemed you couldn't have your way... He sat next to you nudging his shoulder against yours.

"Come on- I know my boyfriend well enough to see you're sad" He said sincerely. You didn't meet his gaze however, sighing in defeat instead.

"Would you have preferred it if I was a girl?"

Sanji's eyes widened at this, confusion and shock going over his features.

"What kind of question is that?- Of course I"

"You still fawn over Nami and the others.. stare at their chest and droll over their figure.." You say softly, touching the thin fabric that covered your lack of breast.

The blondes face falling as he realized what he had been doing to you-

"(Y/N) dont be ma-" He started but cut him off again.

"I'm not mad at you... I'm not going to scream at you or yell if that's what you're expecting.. I'm just telling you my reasonings" You explain and you could practically feel the dread rolling off him.

"Reasonings?"

You nod softly at this, not having the heart to elaborate further on that. You see the flash of panic.

"I don't want to ruin the night Sanji so I didn't want to have this conversation now"

"We are having it now- I don't want you to go.. I care for you" You heard the careful side stepping of his words, avoiding love or like with 'care' it made your chest ache all over again.

"Like how you care about my feelings?... It's okay to say you were just.. experimenting-" You say and he grabs your shoulders suddently so you were facing him, a flash of anger in his eyes as he stared at you, the sharp rum from his breath burning your nose.

"You aren't a experiment to me okay? It's not like that? I just- It's hard to explain okay?" He tried to reason as he released your shoulders and reached forward grabbing your hand to try to reassure you. But you pulled away calmly.

"Do you still like Nami?.." You finally ask and watch his face twisted up as he tried to answer.. but couldnt-

You close your eyes, almost greatful he didn't answer. Not knowing if his excuse would hurt you more then his actions, standing up from your seat you smooth out the invisible Imperfections in your trousers.

"It's okay Sanji... I can understand if I was a curiosity for you. Thank you for the meal, I'm going to bed. Goodnight" You say calmly and head below to get some sleep- you still heard the laughter from the kitchens as you faded into the belly of the ship to hopefully hide your tears.

Sanji sat there, dazed over what just happened. Pulling out a cigarette from his pockets however he just silently started at the stick of tobacco, a heavy weight settling on his shoulders as guilt tore through his chest. Closing his eyes tightly like he was force away the shame he felt.

"Shit.."

[nanamis-princess]

Sanji enjoys your company.

Sanji x reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic)

Genre:fluff

Synopsis: spending time together:)

T/w: I don’t think there are any, probably missed spelled words lol

He enjoys that you can be in your own corner of the kitchen doing your own thing & he can be in his corner doing his own thing. The brief conversations you both share as he’s preparing lunch is the highlight of his day.

Once you get him talking about the all blue though I hope you’re ready for him to talk your ear off. Even if you aren’t much of a talker once you eventually warm up to him, he’ll want to hear you talk for hours. From your hobbies, to your favorite books, music or media. Yes he wants to hear your book review and if you didn’t like the main character or not. Yes he wants to hear your thoughts on the fashion magazine you just got. Yes he wants to hear you talk about your favorite artist & the type of art they create. Yes he wants to hear the drama you overheard on the last island while you were shopping.

He also makes you mini snacks, he has extra ingredients that make a small plate so he gives it to you. Yes, he prepares snacks for robin & nami but you also get your own type of special treatment. You are also his taste tester!He wants to hear your opinion, does it need more seasoning? Would it taste better if there is a hint of lemon? You also get a say during meal planning, if you’re feeling like having your comfort meal for lunch, he’s making it.

He wants to hear anything you have to say whether it’s over a cup of tea or if he’s completing a task. He enjoys spending time with you.

[beautifulsenpai]

random horny thought:

men that’ll put a pretty collar around your neck. they’ll keep you on a leash. you will be their cute, pathetic little puppy. they’ll tell you how much they love you, and how you belong to them while you bounce on their big cock while you have a cock drunken daze, eyes rolled back, tongue lolled out, head tilted back and panting like a good dog. they’ll make you bounce on their cock, or suck their big dick because they will make you work for pleasure since you’re nothing but a brainless pet that’s only purpose is to serve their master.

keigo takami, dabi, tomura shigaraki, kai chisaki, muzan kibutsuji, doma, donquixote doflamingo, buggy, crocodile, dio brando, simon riley (ghost), toji fushiguro, sukuna.

[thealtoduck]

Don’t Hesitate

Roronoa Zoro x Male Reader

Warnings: Swordfighting, reader gets frustrated…

Summary: You ask Zoro to train you in swordfighting…

(A/n: I watched live action One Piece… I really liked it.)

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You and Zoro were sitting in the kitchen and resting. Zoro was looking out the window as the Going Merry carried your over the sea. ”Zoro” you spoke up and his attention shifted to you. ”Could you teach me how to use a sword?” you asked.”Why do you want to become a swordsman?” he asked.

”After everything that’s happened, after all the fights, your injury, i just want… I just want to be able to help” you explained. ”The training won’t be easy, you’ll probably end up with some cuts and bruises” Zoro stated fingering at one of his sword handles. ”So be it” you told him. Zoro nodded and said ”We start at nightfall”…

That night you and Zoro met on deck, you carried a sword you’d stolen from when you fought Buggy’s pirate crew. ”Okay, let’s start. Draw your sword and take stance” Zoro instructed.

You did as told and unsheathed the sword, and held it in front of you. Zoro walked around you looking you up and down judging your stance. He adjusted your grip of the sword and shifted your stance a little until it was to his approval. Then he drew his own sword and started showing you some basic blocking moves. And so you carried on through the night…

You and Zoro continued your training every night for weeks, now he had started lightly sparring with you, which pretty much meant he had to dial back 100% of his skills to even give you a chance… and still you were no match for him.

Your swords clanged together as you as you slashed at him as he blocked every single attack with ease. He then made a quick maneuver with his sword managing to disarm you and then he knocked you to the ground. He looked down on you and said ”Your thinking to much, it slows you down and makes your movements predictable. Don’t hesitate, just strike”.

You picked up your sword and took your stance across from Zoro. Then you swung your sword at him making him easily block, you then attemped some more quick swings but he either dodged or blocked, you then got a quick idea and attempted another manouver but he saw right through it and made a quick slice at your hand, leaving a small cut and making you drop your sword.

The cut stung and started bleeding. ”I told you not to hesitate, your eyes tells me exactly what your gonna do while your planning in your head” he critisized. You felt frustration boiling up inside you and said ”It’s not that simple, okay?”.

”Why?” he questioned. ”Because I’m scared… I’m worried i’ll get hurt… or you… or the others, if i don’t do the right thing it could lead to one of you getting even more hurt or even killed” you said teary eyed as your eyes focused on Zoro’s bandaged chest.

Zoro nodded in understanding. ”Sit down” he instructed softly and you did. He then went inside and came out with a roll of bandage, he sat down across from you and took your cut hand in his and started wrapping the bandage around it.

”I get it, you get psyched out thinking about the people you’re protecting but you need to keep your mind on the target because that’s the only way you’ll be able to actually protect us” Zoro explained as he finished covering your cut.

He put a motivational hand on your shoulder saying ”Y/n, i believe in you, you just need to belive in your own abilities” You nodded. The two of you stood back up. You picked up your sword again and took stance once more.

Zoro suprisingly went for the first swing this time making you instinctively dodge him. You then attacked back as he blocked you. You swords slashed and blocked, back and forward as you kept your eyes locked on Zoro’s movements.

Zoro still soon managed to get the upper hand and knock you back to the ground. But he gave you a small smile and said ”Much better”. The two you then decided it was time for bed and got ready to go inside.

As you went inside Zoro said genuinely ”It means a lot that you wanted to learn to wield a sword to be able to protect me and the others”. ”Well according to Luffy we’re a crew, so we gotta have each others backs, right?” you stated. Zoro chuckled and said a quick ”Yeah”.

”Plus, after your injury i just felt so worried i knew i had to do something, i couldn’t stand by once again as you were in danger” you admitted. Zoro smiled as he said fondly ”I’d do the same for you in a heartbeat”.

[stinkysam]

Buggy the Clown - My marine bf.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “buggy with a marine bf. (buggy is delusional that they're together). cat and dog trope. marine bf that says he hates buggy but cant turn him to his comrades. you know that meme why are you running? (buggy). and the person that is running is his bf. thats them.” - anon

Reader : male (you/yours)

Sometimes you really hated your job. Like today.

Today has put you on Buggy's path once again. And you hate him. He's a pirate. You had to hate him.

“That's it, I've had enough, come with me, now !” You declared, pointing at him angrily.

“On a date ?” Buggy replied, hands on his cheeks, swooning, walking toward you.

“No !” You couldn't stop the blush on your cheeks from appearing. “To jail !”

“Aw, but babes, that's a questionable choice for a first date !”

“That's not a date ! I'm arresting you !”

“You want to put cuffs on me ?” He looked at you, surprised. “Getting kinky on me ?” He said with a lower voice, winking at you.

“No !” You blushed harder. Annoyed and frustrated, you threw the handcuffs to the ground and left, stomping.

“Aw, leaving so soon ? Without a goodbye kiss ?” He frowned, his lips smiling downward as he walked toward you.

“I'm not kissing you !” You scoffed, almost offended, your back still turned to him. He gasped, hurt by your words and continued to follow you.

“But, oh, why, my love ?”

“I'm not your love ! Stop following me or I'll really arrest you !”

“Why do you have to be so mean, huh ? You worry me. Sometimes you make me feel as if you don't love me.” He said, still frowning, saddened by your attitude.

“Because I don't love you !”

“Don't say thaaat, you love me, I'm your little bug !” He said, trying to reason with you.

“What ? No, you're not. We're not in love and you're certainly not my little bug.”

“But babes !”

“No !”

“Then why do you never arrest me ? Huh ?” He finally catches you, pulling you by the arm, holding your hand. You tried not to think about it.

“Because… you're annoying !”

“Then shouldn't putting me in jail solve the problem ? You wouldn't stumble upon me again.”

“Let me go.” You pulled your hand away from his, ignoring the hurting look in his eyes.

“No, I think you like me.” He said, grabbing back your hands. “We're boyfriends after all.” He added with a hopeful smile.

“We're not. I'm a marine and you're a pirate. I should arrest you.”

“But you're not doing it, why ?”

“Because…” You frowned, unsure of what to answer. “Because you'd wear my ears off while I'd walk you to the nearest marine base.”

He gasped.

“Not true ! You love listening to me, I know it ! You love my storiiies, my vooice, the fact they're always funny and-”

“No ? I never said that ?” You pull your hands away from his once again. “You should leave before I really decide to arrest you.”

“And when will that be, mh ? Babe ?” He booped your nose, loving the way your brows furrowed, with a light dust of blush on your cheeks.

“Now !” You yelled, slapping his hand away from your face. “Hands behind your back, I'm arresting you.”

“With what cuffs ? You threw them away.” He reminded you, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Fuck !” You stomped, your feet hitting the ground hard before pushing Buggy to turn around.

“Then I'll hold them myself !”

Buggy's eyes widened in surprise at your sudden movements, letting you do as you pleased as you grabbed his hands and held them behind his back. He said nothing for a few seconds before smiling, looking at you smugly.

“All this to hold my hands, huh ? You could've just-”

“Shut up !” You blushed again, pushing him forward to walk toward the closest city with a marine base.

This was going to be a looong walk.

[trashland-llamas]

Stoic

x male reader

Reader who's fed up with Zoro. He knows Zoro loves him but when shit hits the fan and gets overwhelming, sometimes he needs physical affection. He didn't think anything of it when he went to Sanji instead, tears welling in his eyes. 'Oh, c'mere sweetheart.' Immediately pulling reader towards him in a warm embrace. 'What did the mean brute do?' Sanji doesn't really mean it when he calls Zoro a brute but it makes reader laugh. A watery one but a laugh nonetheless.

Zoro tries not to blow up on the cook. Not even when Sanji slightly burns his food for the next few days. Or when the French man chews him out a new one. All because he's trying. Reader can't act dumb when he feels Zoro's deadly stare whenever he climbs up into Sanji's hammock for cuddles. From his perch, he's silently observing, silently taking notes.

It starts out slow, a good morning kiss on the cheek or forehead. A pat on the back or a ruffle of his hair when Zoro passes him on the way back from a workout. None of it going unnoticed. The rest of the crew starts teasing him for how soft he's gotten. All except Sanji who has a knowing look in his eye.

[angelsinthejungle]

POWER TRIPS

Written in semi-screenplay format. Read something playful 💖 → Good Vibes Only

cw: manipulation, mind games, virginity loss, domineering behaviors, ruined orgasm, overstimulation, age gap- reader, you, is older & takes advantage of situation. 18+ NSFW

Key *Italicized = Readers inner thoughts*

enjoy w/ caution🤭

INT. LUFFY and Y/N naked, share a snug spot on a spacious couch. Luffy is inexperienced in the realm of intimacy on the cusp of exploration.

Staring at each others lips, he puckers— they're wet, plushy and glistening, just like how my pussy’s feeling. We kiss. His cock so thick and pretty, glazed with pre-cum, his tip a slight swoll red. It springs around uptop his full balls like two ripened plums. Even when naked he looks put together.

He seizes my hips, lifts and swings me over his lap. I fight back pushing his chest away. Some attempts to rein in his enthusiasm. 

Y/N (sternly) Calm down!

A harsh look crosses his face. He’s like a cute, innocent puppy with a mean look. 

LUFFY (eager) Plea...se.

His tip slick under me. I massage it against my wet vulva, making him quiver. Spastic with stimulation, his big hands rub all over me. A loud SLAP echos in the room! He clutches onto my hips pulling me down desperately trying to push himself in. 

LUFFY (determined, huffing) I won’t let go. You get away too easily and I’m ready. Right! Now!

He’s naive but strong and unpredictable, an interesting mix— Gripping his throat, I squeeze until his pretty mouth opens for little gasps of air. Slowly lowering my hips, his dick stiff and juicing. 

Y/N (firm) Stick out your tongue.

I lean in licking and kissing. His tongue is buttery and taste like raspberries. We probe and penetrate each others mouths, so slick and gushy. His thick dick burns. It sears me open. I wince in pain when he’s fully inside; it feels delicious, like a hot sweet treat burning your tongue as you eat it.

LUFFY (passionate) God- you- so warm n’ soft.

His wide brown eyes intaking all this new experience.

I clasp my fingers under his smooth firm ass. With control, I hoist his hips upward pushing his cock in further, bringing our foreheads together. Motioning my hips, I start fucking him into the couch. My pussy gliding, swallowing and releasing him. It’s an intimate moment, breathing in each others moans, covering ourselves in goosebumps. He perks his ears closer to me.

LUFFY (entranced) You sound so angelic.

I put my fingers in his mouth. He sucks on them like candies. I push in til he gags, then gag him again making his tummy jerk hard.

Y/N (lustful) Fuuc- that sweet mouth of yours.

Concerned, he peers up at me. I spring and sway my tits in his face, distracting him. 

LUFFY (abrupt) Mm’fuck- wai.. wait! 

Starkly stopping, grabbing my waist, he lifts me up but not out. Maddened, I palm the under side of his jaw! Puckering and yanking his baby face, spinning his little world.

Y/N (hissing, narrow eyed) You asked for this, no?

His face turns bright red, upset. Embarrassed to be intimidated by me, to be milked so quickly. The heaviness in his pit makes him adjust. Idk which will burst first, his balls or hurt feelings. Unsure what to do, he deny’s eye contact. His biceps flex as he snarls ripping the fabric of the sofa. It shakes me internally but I quickly regather plunging his cock back through me. 

LUFFY (pleads) W-wait!!

—I smush a couch pillow in his complaining face. He wants to stop, hmm? I lift off when he's about to climax, depriving him of stimulation. A loud squelch releases us. Immediately he reaches for me and I smack his hands away, standing over him.

LUFFY (shock) Augh! Wtf?! Get back here, touch me!

His face O’s and Ah’s. He looks helpless, begging and slurring words as he’s sucked into an orgasm. His cock swings, flailing juices, it starts to pivot with every hot spurt, making his shoulders jut forward. The sight so innocent and dirty.

Cum dribbles down his shaft, balls, taint and cheeks, soaking his lap. He’s twitchy and lethargic. I smear it through his pubic hairs tangling and pinching them between the webs of my fingers. I arch my back and spread the rest of his cum in and up my ass.

GOD! His scent so fresh, all over me, I can’t help myself! Cupping his underarms, I climb back on top biting and snipping his neck and ears.

LUFFY (overwhelmed) Oww! Why?! Owh! Y/N (basking) Shhh...sh-shhh...

He's extremely sensitive and still hard. I reach for his leaky tip but it slips out my hands making him jolt.

LUFFY (panic) No! I'm aching. I can’t handle that again!

I pin him down with all my body weight. My pussy lips latch on and swallow. I tense my pelvic floor so he can’t slide out of me. His squirming intensifies. Pathetically fighting me, drumming the top of my chest, it makes me heave, pounding thoughts out my head. 

Y/N (mocking) I’ve caught myself a ‘wittle’ Bambi, huhh?

LUFFY Sh-shut up! 

Trapped, his darling face wells up and blatantly starts to cry. This power trip is inescapable for both of us. Attempting to soothe, I put my fingers back in his mouth but he instantly spits them out! Clenching his jaw, showing his teeth with a growled look as if, perhaps, he could scare me away.

There’s a hushed tension looking at another. An odd shift in the room makes me wrinkle a brow but I brush it off.

His hips thrust up, leaning me in, latching on my tits. Loud supplings and whines echo filling the empty air.

LUFFY (sobbing, sucking, soothing) mmmhmm ~ mmmmphff ~ mmmmphfmmmmm

He shuts his eyes.

I tug and hold his dark curly hair. 

Y/N (lewd) Open- I wanna watch. 

Drool seeps out tenderly, complimenting his weepy face. His tongue swirling and gliding over my smooth tit and nipple. He starts lapping, and licking, and slapping with it, sloppily all over my titty. Fuck!! It's heavenly. His sweet lips make a mess on me, smooching and tugging on my nipple repeatedly. 

Greedily he nudges off my grasp sucking harder. He smooshes his fingers between my asscheeks circling my rosy rim, feeling the ridges and textures. With instinct he presses into my warm gush. 

LUFFY (horny, overstimulated) Mmmmmm’...Auhhhh...

I feel the cold metal of his pirate ring shoved in my ass. Scared I’m going to get away from him again he probes in another finger, gripping me from my insides. It feels intrusive, desperate, vengeful.

He drapes me over his trembling body, mashing me down, grinding me back and forth on his groin, massaging and smothering his bulky cock in my tight gummy insides. It burns in the sweetest way. His balls expand and puffin under me like I'm forcibly humping a suede cushiony seat. 

The couch shifts back and forth screeching across the wooden floor. My hands pillow his head; uncontrollably he accelerates, crushing them against the headrail of the sofa. I let him cry and grind the shit out of my pussy. Til he’s deep in gushing and cumming, sucking and whimpering, all over my titties thru his second orgasm.

-

Both wet and panting, I brush little hairs out of his pretty dark eyes. He looks up parting his mouth, spit gathering as he edges his tongue out. We kiss passionately before I pull away. He wraps himself around my waist and buries into me, holding on, quivering gently.

-norwoodx 💀💕angelsinthejungle

[anystalker707]

Denial

Pairing: Vinsmoke Sanji x [gender neutral] Reader Summary: Reader likes Sanji, but they're in denial. Tags: Bitter sweet / Sanji is very loving / Boyfriend material a/n: sloppy ass writing

MASTERLIST

          There was something about the waiter— Or better, cook. All the entertainment you had on the ship while you guys were about seven days away from another island—according to Nami—was watching Sanji cook. In the whole time you’d spent around, you’d never watched an actual cook doing their job, since it usually happened in the back of fancy restaurants, which you wouldn’t usually attend.

Sanji was skillful and did it so naturally that made you kind of mesmerized, clearing your mind as you sat at the dining table with an elbow over the surface and cheek against your palm.

You didn’t notice how lost you were until there was a loud slamming sound from outside. It was followed by giggles that sounded to be Luffy’s, and then Zoro’s complaining. Sanji was also startled, looking over his shoulder at the door’s direction, but then glanced back again.

“Oh, (y/n),” Sanji said with a hum as he continued doing whatever with that bowl hugged to his torso. “I didn’t notice you there, my bad. This is becoming a habit, hm? Would you like something?”

“Ah, no,” you mumbled and cleared your throat. The times you’d happened to talk to Sanji weren’t many, only occasional chats ever since you guys met at the Baratie, so you didn’t exactly know what to say. Most of the time, you were just watching Sanji interact with the others, sometimes even trying to flirt with Nami. The few times you were with him were for taste-testing or stealing bits of whatever he was preparing. He would complain before you two just settled for comfortable silence whenever you were around. “I just got nothing to do, and it’s too hot to sit outside on the deck. Am I bothering you, though? I can leave.”

Despite the fact he had his back to you, it was still possible to know Sanji was smiling. You followed him with your eyes, watching Sanji put the bowl on the table and take the cloth from over his shoulder to dry his hands. His sleeves were rolled up his forearms, and it was one of the few times you’d seen him without the blazer. It was fine, honestly. The fabric stretched over his wide shoulders, then tight around his upper arm, also stretched over his chest, and… Shit, he was looking at you now.

“It’s okay,” he said as he grabbed something from the far side of the table and a glass from the cabinet, falling silent for a couple of minutes. “I’m used to cooking in an agitated kitchen, so it can be lonely when it’s just me in here.”

Sanji eventually walked over to you and placed a glass in front of you; the drink had a bright color, a salt-coated rim with a slice of strawberry on it, and a clear red straw in it. The ice clinked against the glass until it settled down. How the hell did he do that so fast?

“To help cool down.” He winked before he walked back to his previous spot to carry on cooking.

Your breath caught in your throat as you looked down at the drink, furrowing your eyebrows. Why was Sanji so nice? What was up with him? You sighed as you took the glass and sipped on it, and fuck, it was so good. How could he actually be this good? Maybe you were the one used to a crappy outlaw life before actually joining a crew.

You quietly sipped on the drink, unable to even look Sanji’s way this time. The glass hit the surface of the table with a little more strength than needed once you finished the drink, catching Sanji’s attention.

“Did you like it?” He paused what he was doing to look at you. “I could prepare another…” The words just trailed off as he gave up on talking the moment he saw you stand up and walk out of the kitchen.

          Despite knowing something was wrong, Sanji couldn’t do much more than watch everything happen. He could not define what was going on, but he surely missed the companion he had during cooking, even if you were just sitting there in silence for most of the time, sometimes napping over the table.

Sanji also sort of felt like he didn’t have a say in this either. If he decided to question you, and you hit him with a ‘you do not know me’, he wouldn’t have much to do other than agree and just go with it.

A sigh escaped his lips as he paused his cooking. He didn’t know why it bothered him so much, but it did. He looked at the ingredients displayed before him for a long moment to gather his thoughts and remember what he was supposed to do now.

“Sanji,” Luffy’s voice pulled him from his thoughts, making Sanji look up. “Got any snack? My stomach’s aching.” He twisted his mouth as he stepped closer, looking over Sanji’s shoulder to see what he was doing.

A small chuckle came from Sanji as he shook his head to himself and pointed off to a plate he’d left on the corner. “There are some sandwiches, if you’d like to take it to the others I’d be… Okay, never mind.” He just opted not to argue when he saw Luffy walk away—he’d bitten one of the sandwiches, widening his eyes and humming about how good it was before walking away with three or more of them in hand. “No, wait, Luffy!”

Luffy hummed, muffled by the food, as he stopped and looked at Sanji.

“Would you perhaps know what (y/n)’s favorite dish is?” Sanji raised an eyebrow.

Luffy furrowed his eyebrows and thought for a moment, shrugging a little before he took the sandwich out of his mouth. “I don’t know, but they mentioned they really liked what you prepared for dinner last Thursday.”

It took Sanji a moment to remember Thursday’s menu, and he nodded. “Thank you.”

Another sandwich was already in Luffy’s mouth as he hummed, giving Sanji a thumbs up before he left.

Okay, Sanji could try to do what he did best now. Once he finished making dinner, he would prepare the dish. He didn’t mind preparing a little extra food just for you if it meant having a chance of making amends, even if he didn’t know what was wrong, exactly. He wasn’t even sure why he was putting so much effort into it. Maybe it was just to make sure he was on good terms with everyone.

Sanji nodded to himself. “You got this,” he whispered, “for the crew.”

The idea had anxiety drumming under Sanji’s skin, constantly wondering what you would think of the dish and maybe make things better than they were before. He kept looking at the galley’s door while the crew walked in—or at least Nami and Zoro finally walked in because Luffy and Usopp had been at the table ever since the smell of dinner started filling the deck. Sanji’s breath hitched in his throat when he saw you walk in and take a seat. He quickly took the plate, and before you could start serving yourself, he slipped it in front of you.

You blinked a couple of times, observing the exact meal from a few days ago that you’d loved so much, and looked around to check if someone else had that meal. They didn’t. You looked up at Sanji, seeking an explanation, but all he did was flash you a smile before he moved on.

“Oh, why’s yours different?” Luffy gasped as he looked at your plate. “Let me—” He clicked his tongue and glared when Sanji swatted his hand away before it reached your plate.

Okay. Not bad. You quietly started eating, making a mental note of what was going on. None of the others commented on it, so you didn’t either, continuing to eat. The only open seat was by the other end of the table, making it easier since you didn’t have to face Sanji now. Would you be able to hold yourself back from snapping if he opened his mouth?

Something shifted in your chest at the thought of that meal. How did he know you liked it so much since you’d not told him a word about it? Only Luffy and Zoro were there with you when you had dinner out on the deck, and the probability the two dumbasses were even listening to anything you said was very low. Did Sanji want to talk with you after the meal? Just the thought of facing him again made your stomach churn, so you quickly finished eating and, as soon as Luffy caught everyone’s attention by trying to eat it all by himself again, you left the galley.

That kind of stuck in your mind for a while, unfortunately. You couldn’t even hold yourself back—you were looking over the window on the door to the galley, watching Sanji cook the next morning. He woke up so early in the morning to make sure he cooked the best meals for the crew. Everyone had bonded so quickly, and you all already felt so comfortable with each other. It made you think sometimes.

Part of you still wanted to walk in there and watch Sanji cook as you used to, but another part still cursed Sanji. Why was he trying so hard to make it up with you? As long as you and him fought and worked together as a crew, that’d be enough, right?

“Oi,” the sudden voice pulled you away from your thoughts, and you saw Zoro standing there. “What are you doing? Did the waiter burn the water?”

You raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Can you help me with something?” Zoro said without much emotion, but that was to be expected. Formulating his thoughts wasn’t exactly his strong point. Maybe thinking itself wasn’t one of his strong points in general.

“Depends.”

“Look, I can’t find any weight in here, but I gotta train,” Zoro sighed, “would you sit on my back while I do push-ups?”

You thought for a moment, humming. “And the others?”

Zoro pressed his lips together and sighed. “Luffy and Usopp won’t sit quiet, and Nami doesn’t want to do it.”

With a sigh similar to his, you nodded. “Okay, fine.”

It was a little awkward at first, but you quickly got used to it, finding a point of balance on his back. He was quite more resistant than you’d judged at first. You observed the sea—the weather was quite pleasing in the morning like this, with the sun shining weakly over the sea and the main deck, making a nice contrast with the cold breeze. Watching the waves got you a little dizzy, hence you averted your eyes away and tried to think about something else.

“Y’know,” you mumbled, patting Zoro’s head a little. “What are you doing regarding your swords?” Sometimes, you’d think back to how easily Mihawk had reduced them to bits, and it made you want to do anything not to get in his way, at least not yet.

“Finding new ones once we reach an island,” Zoro said through the huffs.

You thought for a moment. “Buying it? You don’t seem like you’d use just any sword, and I don’t think we have money for something like the Ō Wazamono.” Was his hair naturally green like that? You had to lean forward and inspect his roots a little, running a hand through the strands.

Zoro didn’t answer for a while, only the sound of his heavy huffs coming from him for a few reps. “You think too much.”

“I’m afraid of you,” you mumbled and patted his head a little, but not lightly.

“Stop doing that!” He grumbled without stopping his push-ups. It made you laugh, so you did it again, resulting in more complaints and laughter.

Spending a while with Zoro had been good, honestly. Well, you didn’t know if he could say the same about it, but you’d enjoyed getting your mind off the Sanji matter, even if not for long. You’d not even noticed how deeply you’d been thinking about it until now. It was easier to think about Sanji, and the idea of going back to your routine of watching him cook was very tempting.

You headed over to the galley after Zoro said he didn’t need your help anymore, and Sanji was there when you walked in, cooking as usual. Ah, fuck, why did he have to look like that?

“San—” You’d barely said his name when he stepped out of the way. Okay. Maybe he was too busy to help you right now, so you just stepped ahead and grabbed a glass of water yourself. You were about to say something to Sanji when Zoro stepped into the doorway.

“(Y/n),” Zoro said, still a little out of breath, “need something again. Also, bring some water, please. Or sake, if you can.” And he was gone just as that. You huffed.

Helping Zoro had you busy with Zoro for a long while, so you were a bit late for lunch, even if you’d been dying to leave already.

“You two are getting stronger?” Luffy said with a grin, watching you and Zoro sit down, with wide eyes.

“Something like that,” Zoro muttered, so you said nothing as you started serving yourself.

Though you couldn’t place what, this feeling in the back of your mind alerted you something was missing. You kept eating your food, just listening to their conversation, still a little too tired to talk. When you reached for your glass, however, you noticed it was empty. Sanji hadn’t filled it as he usually did. He hadn’t greeted you, either. Okay.

Luffy was eyeing you weirdly during lunch, so it was no surprise that he pulled you with him to the deck the moment you were done eating.

“What’s going on?” Luffy raised an eyebrow. “I’m sensing some kind of tension. Is it the food? You’re always in a mood during the meals.”

It made you want to chuckle a little, honestly. “No. There’s nothing wrong.”

“I’m the captain,” Luffy said as he placed a hand on your shoulder. “You can trust me with anything.”

Such a captain, huh? Not like you could complain about it a lot.

“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

The answer didn’t please Luffy completely, but his lips curled in a reassuring smile before he let go of your shoulder.

Right when you thought you could solve things, it seemed to get a little worse. You’d tried to step into the galley, but the same welcoming feeling it always had wasn’t there. Staring at Sanji’s back felt intimidating instead of pleasant, so found yourself leaving the galley without even actually doing anything. Your muscles would lock before you could even say anything, mind screaming at you. The light mood from the morning felt long gone now, like a dream in the back of your mind or something that’d happened days before. How was it eating you from the inside out?

That kept you up at night. You kept rolling on the bunk, sometimes sleeping for a few minutes before waking up again. That fucking sucked. The same subject came roaming over and over your mind, and you thought about how nice Sanji always was. What was that for? What did you ever do for him? Nothing. Okay, nothing… Maybe the problem was there. Your chest heaved a bit the more you thought about it.

Eventually, you felt your bladder complain, and the very faint sleepiness you felt just faded away completely when you were heading back to the quarters. A glass of water wouldn’t hurt, right?

A faint slice of light cut through the darkness, coming from the small and round window in the galley’s door. Was Sanji on the night watch for today? Since overthinking had fucked you up so many times, you decided to just go with it this time, trying to keep your mind clean as you walked into the galley.

A glass of wine rested on the table as Sanji sat on one of the stools, with a cigarette and a cookbook. Why did he have to look like that? Your breath stopped in your throat, but you moved before your muscles locked again.

Sanji did acknowledge your presence, of course, but why didn’t he say anything? He kept his eyes on the book, even when you stood in front of him for a couple of minutes.

“Sanji,” you whispered. Why did your voice sound so weak?

There was silence, but Sanji did react this time. He blinked before his eyes finally met yours. “Are you hungry? I can prepare you something in no time.” His lips stretched into a smile, a tired one.

“Can we talk?”

Sanji furrowed his eyebrows for a moment, looking away, before he looked at you again. “Sure,” he said, though it sounded like a question.

“No, like—” You clicked your tongue. It was so hard, for some reason. “Are you alright?”

His mouth opened and closed a couple of times, that air of confusion remaining on his face as he thought about what to say.

“Okay, let me say something else,” you mumbled. You couldn’t lose that spur of courage. “I love your cooking. That day when you made the meal that I love just for me… That was very nice of you. And you were always letting me try whatever you were cooking, making me some treats. Sorry, okay? I wasn’t very fair with you.”

Sanji’s expression softened as he observed you. He glanced at the book before he closed it and put the cigarette out against the table. He shook his head a little. “It’s okay. I know those aren’t always welcome, and all.”

“Well, I welcome it,” you whispered. “I just— I don’t know. I actually enjoyed all of those so much, I just—” It was hard to even organize your thoughts about it. Why were you so reluctant about accepting it when Sanji was nice? “I’m sorry, okay? I was an asshole, but I didn’t mean to.”

A sigh came from Sanji as he shook his head a little to get his bangs off his eyes before he stood up. “Okay, I accept your apology. However, I’m also sorry for being a little too pushy.”

“Don’t think about it like that,” you sighed. “It was all so nice, I just didn’t know how to appreciate it. I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t really think too much about it until today.” Exactly because he stopped doing it today, but you didn’t know how to address it directly.

Sanji hummed, tilting his head and running his tongue between his lips. “Ah, yes. I also meant to apologize for that. It’s not new that my relationship with mosshead isn’t the best, but I wouldn’t contribute to major conflicts within the crew.”

It made your mind shortcut for a second. “What?”

“I don’t want to get in the way of your relationship with him.”

Your relationship with Zoro? Maybe you were still too sleepy because it took you a while to understand it, looking blankly at Sanji until you breathed a chuckle, shaking your head. “Sanji, are you going crazy or something?”

Sanji furrowed his eyebrows lightly. He really didn’t know what to say. He just shook his head a little. “Um, just to make sure, we’re good for now, yeah? Will I still have the pleasure of your company while I cook again?” The way those words made your heart flutter was fucking shameful, even more with that smile of his.

“Yeah,” you finally mumbled with a nod. The tension that once clung to your muscles was now gone, thankfully, and the sleepiness that you longed for so much now clung heavily to your eyelids.

          The bowl that Sanji handed you still had some cake filling in it, enough to fill a couple of spoonfuls if you were determined enough, and thankfully, you were. You licked the spoon before starting to scrape the bits off the bowl, humming at how good the flavor was. You’d really missed that.

“How’s that?” Sanji asked as he carefully set the second layer of cake over the carefully spread filling.

“Good,” you said while still eating. It was hard to criticize Sanji’s cooking, and you were not an expert in most of the dishes he prepared, so it was hard to even know what they were supposed to be like.

Sanji smiled and nodded, grabbing the icing this time. He was spreading it over the cake when you stood up and dipped your finger into the icing, taking a bit of it with a hum.

“This is good!”

After eyeing you for a solid minute, Sanji scoffed, shaking his head with that smile of his. “Of course it is. Now, don’t go around eating before I’m done, yeah? What are you doing if I end up needing more than expected?”

You raised an eyebrow, putting aside the bowl that once contained filling, now truly empty. “Well, then make more. That’s not stopping you. I know you’re a good cook. Like, the best I know.”

A chuckle came from him as he glanced at you. “How many cooks do you know?”

Your lips twisted a little. “Blow below the belt,” you mumbled while he chuckled more, making you smile lightly. Sighing, you observed him still decorating the cake, and it was hard not holding yourself back from trying to get some icing again, just that he caught your wrist before you could do anything. “Hey!”

“What did I tell you?” Sanji raised an eyebrow. He grabbed a little of the icing with his finger and wiped it on your nose before he let your hand go, his hip bumping against yours to push you away lightly.

“You’re no fun,” you mumbled while wiping the icing away with your finger and then licking it.

“Am I supposed to be fun?” He asked, and you seriously cogitated jumping on him; he sensed it, of course, chuckling. “I’ll stop bothering you. I just can’t help how adorable you look when frustrated.” Something played in his eyes as he looked at you, making you look away immediately. Ugh, he was so difficult. He chuckled again. “Come on, look at me, let me see your face.”

“No,” you groaned. “Just finish cooking, Sanji.”

Sanji hummed softly. He walked around you, and showed up by your other side, putting his face in front of yours. “I told you not to look away!” He placed a hand on the counter by your other side, hence you couldn’t walk away or anything, just trapped in there.

“I hate you!” You glared, but the way he didn’t even react just had you so angry. You turned around and groaned, holding onto his lapel to shake him a little, which did nothing but make Sanji chuckle more. “Why are you like this to me? All you do is mistreat me!” The little dramatic rant didn’t do a lot more than amuse Sanji, never wiping that grin away from his face.

“Oh, poor (y/n)! I’m so evil!” Sanji rolled his eyes as you stopped. “Maybe if you weren’t so annoying….” He kept that smug tone as he held your chin between his fingers, keeping your face towards him.

“What are you doing?” You clicked your tongue. “You’re the annoying one!”

“Stop moving!” Sanji glared without stopping smiling, and you felt his thumb wiping the corners of your lips. You raised an eyebrow before biting down on his thumb. “Ow!”

“That’s what you get!”

“That’s what I get?” He scoffed and chuckled. “Well, I’ll show you what you get!” His hand easily squeezed both of your cheeks together, ignoring the way you kept complaining as he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. You couldn’t do a lot more than blush and fall silent, observing Sanji with your cheeks burning red. “Oh, so that managed to calm you down? Maybe you deserve a little more,” he chuckled.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.