#op fanfiction

[lawsvalentine]

Why Him? • Sanji x Fem!reader • (18+)

CW: smut(oral sex (m and f receiving) LOTS of praise, vaginal sex), takes place post-timeskip, established relationship (reader x sanji), slight angst(good ending don’t worry), past reader x zoro(pre-timeskip), Sanji’s a bit insecure, Zoro is a bit messy

Cee’s Note: Soooo this was originally supposed to have been posted on Sanji’s bday but things came up so better late than never right???

Happy belated birthday Sanji 😁

Tags: @downforsanji (hope you enjoy 🤍) @sanjisblackasswife (how could I not tag you in this 🫶🏽)

*MDNI*

“Tell me it isn’t true?”

His voice was hoarse and desperate. His pleading eyes strained on yours as he awaited your answer.

Please say no

Fuck, please tell me that damn mosshead was lying

But from the look on your face, he already knew the answer.

Earlier, he had gotten into it with Zoro, bickering like usual, but things got intense once your name was brought up.

Sanji enjoyed flaunting his relationship with you in Zoro’s face, reveling in the fact that you chose him to be your lover and more importantly not Zoro.

Irritated from Sanji’s constant bragging, Zoro decided to knock him down a peg. He knew you would be pissed at him, considering you both swore you wouldn’t tell anybody about that night. But Sanji was pushing him over his limit.

As soon as the words left Zoro’s mouth, Sanji’s entire body ignited in flames…literally.

He grabbed Zoro by his collar, bringing him closer, his glare as fiery as his foot.

“YOU LYING BASTARD! Take it back! Take it back, damnit!” He spat, his knee already bent, ready to attack.

Zoro’s face remained unfazed by the blonde’s outburst, instead he smirked, amused how easily he got under his skin.

“Don’t believe me-“, Zoro’s eyebrow raised, before turning his head in your direction where you were currently helping Nami pick tangerines from her tangerine tree. “-Go and ask her yourself” he challenged before shoving Sanji off him.

Sanji gritted his teeth, the cigarette hanging from his lips snapping in half. Zoro snorted before turning on his heels in the direction of the crow’s nest, leaving sanji seething in his spot.

Damn him

He felt a pit in his stomach as he gazed at you from the bottom of the deck. His feet started to move before his mind, taking long strides towards you.

You felt a tap on your shoulder causing you to turn away from the tangerine tree and be faced with your lover. The smile you had fell once you saw how serious his face was.

“Y/N, we need to talk”

.

Sanji felt like his entire world was turned upside down. He saw sex with you as something so special and sacred to him. You allowed him to love and see all of you. To touch and feel your most private places. Allowed him to cherish and worship your body, making you feel all of him as you both made love. He felt honored to be the one you trust to go that far with.

But the thought of Zoro with you like that made him actually sick to his stomach.

Fuck

FUCK

“Sanji…”

No answer.

Sanji’s head remained down, his imagination running wild as thoughts of you and zoro consumed his mind, slowly driving him crazy.

“Sanji, look at me”, you said, bringing both your palms on each side of his cheeks lifting his face to look at you.

“This happened way before you and I even started dating”, you reassured, caressing his cheeks.”two years to be exact. I didn’t cheat on you.”

“I know, it’s not that” he said, eyes looking everywhere else but yours.

“Then what is it?” You sighed. You didn’t know why this mattered so much to him. You loved him, not Zoro. So what does a one night stand from two years ago even matter?

“Why him?” His voice barely audible.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his question.

“Did you….like him better than me?” He finally met your eyes, and your heart ached at his somber features.

So that’s what this was about….

“Baby, of course not,” you brought your hand to run through his hair, “it was just a drunken one night stand. Nothing more”

As much as Sanji wanted to believe your words he still felt like he always did when it came to that damn swordsman.

Second place.

He felt that he always had to compete with Zoro with everything. With you, he felt he finally had something Zoro couldn’t compete with or take away from him. Until now…

“C’mere”, you bring his face towards yours and press your lips against his. He hums against your mouth, the taste of your lips making him weak to his knees.

“I love YOU, Sanji,” you said before placing a kiss to his cheek, then his jawline, then his neck. You hands rand down from his blonde strands down his neck, his chest, then to his waistband.

“Y/N-“ his breath hitched as you began to unbuckle his slacks, dropping down to your knees so you were eye level with his hips.

“You’re the only man for me, Sanji” you purred, peering up at him.

Hooking your fingers into his waistband, you slowly brought down his pants and underwear, freeing his cock from its constraints. He was already hard and twitching, you smirked at his eagerness. You wrap your hand around his shaft and start to stroke him, a small whimper leaving his lips.

“You’re such a beautiful man” you swiped your tongue against his blushing pink tip, earning a breathy moan from the blonde man. “And you’re all mine”

With that you wrap your lips around him, taking him in. Your hands slid down to the base, working him as you began sliding your lips up and down his lengthy shaft.

“O-Oh baby”, he moaned out, fist bunching at the side of his legs as you sucked him off, your eyes locked on him.

The way your doe eyes looked up at him, he swore you were the most perfect thing he’s ever seen. From your eyes, to the way your pretty lips looked around his cock made all his past worries about you and Zoro disappear.

You bobbed your head further down his length, til your nose hit his pelvis. His hips bucked slightly at the sensation, causing you to gag a bit on his cock.

Sanji tried not being rough with you whenever you went down on him, always worried he might hurt you. But deep down, the way you struggle to take all of him in, gagging on his dick turned him on so much and brought him painfully close to the edge.

“Princess, wait, I’m gonna…m’gonna” you popped off his shaft and began pumping him at a rapid pace.

“Cum for me, babe” you said, before sticking your tongue out, ready for him.

And with that Sanji threw his head back as shots of his cum decorated your tongue.

You swallow everything he gave you, humming at the taste. You rise from your knees and place a kiss to his lips before stripping off your clothing, leaving you completely bare. You strut to the bed behind you, sitting at the edge .His eyes raked your body from your breasts down to your plush thighs.

“You’re so beautiful, my love”, Sanji oggled, slight blood trickling down his nose, his dick bobbing slightly from twitching.

You lean back on your elbows, slowly opening your legs, revealing your glistening cunt to him.

“I’m all yours, Sanji” your hand grazed up your sex, not breaking eye contact from him. “This pussy is all yours”

You arch your finger beckoning him to come closer, he eagerly obliged, ridding himself of his dress shirt. He wasted no time burying his head between your legs, devouring you.

“Ah…Sanji” you writhe and moan as he continues lapping you up, twirling his tongue against your clit. “You always make me feel so good…fuck”

The praise you were giving Sanji made him feel like he was on cloud nine. A sudden twinge of confidence was bubbling inside him. He was determined to show not only you, but himself he was the only one to make you feel this good.

He was the only one that knew your body like the back of his hand. How to make you fall apart on his tongue. Shouts of his name rang through the room as your orgasm hit you like a train, leaving you breathless.

Before you can regain your composure, your legs were already being rested around his neck as Sanji pounded into you, making you cry out.

“Who else can fuck you this good?”, Sanji grunted, not letting up his pace.

As if your moans weren’t enough, he needed to here you say it.

“Only you, Sanji” you managed to get out between moans.

You continued babbling praises of “all yours” and “only you” as Sanji thrusts became faster in pace.

Usually you guys tried to be more quiet during sex, but Sanji wanted your cries to be heard around the ship. He wants that damn mosshead to hear you.

Hear that you were his and his only.

[minniiaa]

Phew, finally done with this (not so) little one. A nice epilogue filled with a little spice, a lot of cuteness, and plenty of Law terrorizing. Not going to lie I did cry at the end because I have problems. tbt to when this was just supposed to be a oneshot... OH WELL, at least I actually finished it :)

In his youth, Law was a devout follower of the Sun God Nika who also happened to be his first love. Law knew Nika would never reciprocate his feelings but he loved him nonetheless. That is, until everything was taken from him and no matter how much he pleaded for Nika to save him, he did not come. Law's faith came to an abrupt halt, feeling abandoned by his god whom he had put over everything else.

Law continued with his life as a godless man, never believing in anything or anyone until he met Monkey D. Luffy. He watched as the Captain freed the oppressed and performed miracles, all with a smile so reminiscent of the Sun God Law he once devoted his life to. Along the way, Law started believing in Luffy, not as a god, but as a man. During the battle with Kaido, Law watches in awe as Luffy bursts through the ceiling of Onigashima looking identical to the Nika he had fallen in love with all those years ago.

Law deals with the aftermath of Wano and his conflicted feelings for Luffy as he tries to come to terms with the fact that Luffy may have been the god he was looking for all along and what that means for his and Luffy's future.

LENGTH - 4 Chapters / 41,110 Words

TAGS - Romance, Religious Trauma, Law Is In Love With Sun God Nika, Bottom Trafalgar D. Water Law, Top Monkey D. Luffy, Monkey D. Luffy is Sun God Nika (One Piece), Gear 5 (One Piece), Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi Devil Fruit Powers, Law Used to Jerk it to Nika, Law is a Good Religious Man Who Gets on His Knees for His God, Trafalgar D. Water Law Has Religious Trauma, Trafalgar D. Water Law is an Ex-Follower of Sun God Nika, Anal Sex, Tattooing, Gear 5 in Bed, Angst, Literally Every Law Story is Angst He Needs Therapy (Luffy is Therapy), Possessive Monkey D. Luffy, Rimming, Blowjob, Size Difference, Face-Fucking, Rough Sex, Does this County as Monster Fucking I Feel Like It Might?

[theshittymarimo]

Dreams and Daemons

Chapter 1: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji Fandom: One Piece Summary: Introduction of Meggy, Sora and Mimi. Words: 1 851 Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

Monkey D. Luffy - MEGGY, Ring-tailed Lemur

"Family, Play, Happiness. Lemur people are very focused on family and friends, food, tradition, and enjoying the simpler things in life. They tend to be charismatic, unique, spirited individuals. They also have a great sense of fun and are often considered eccentric, living in their own world (and happily so)." - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman

Initially, Zoro had spotted the black-haired boy from atop the wall and attempted to scare him off. However, the situation took an unexpected turn when the little girl from the town came back, and the idiot son of a navy officer stomped on the first food Zoro had seen in a long while before callously ordering the girl to be thrown over the wall. Zoro found himself silently hoping that she was all right when he noticed the boy from earlier now standing in front of him, and this time he saw his daemon. The first thing to catch Zoro’s attention was the long black and white striped tail wrapped around the boy’s stomach and neck. For a moment, he mistook it for a snake, but swiftly realized his mistake as a small face with golden eyes, framed by black fur, emerged just centimetres from his own. Zoro had never seen such an animal, nor a daemon. A deamon who seemed to ignore all societal norms by climbing onto his shoulders, sniffing curiously at the ropes binding his arms to the cross. “Oi!” Zoro’s daemon, Sora, growled indignantly and with surprise from beside him as the unfamiliar daemon touched Zoro. Despite the almost paralyzing hunger they both felt, Sora stood up but hesitated – technically, Zoro wasn’t touching the daemon; the daemon was touching him. But such a thing was unheard of. The boy in front of them laughed happily, looking relaxed with his arms crossed. “They say you’re a bad guy”, the unfamiliar daemon suddenly spoke to him from her perch on his arm. Zoro looked at the daemon disbelievingly, who tilted her head slightly when he didn’t respond. “… You still here?” Zoro redirected his attention to the boy; he wasn’t comfortable talking with someone else’s daemon. He could almost hear the daemon pout next to his ear. There was something strange about the boy, and not just his daemon, who later introduced themselves as Luffy and Meggy. Zoro wasn’t usually the one for conversation, even among those he might possibly call friends. Yet, Luffy managed to coax Zoro into sharing his dream, much to Sora’s surprise, as Zoro found himself speaking more than he had in a long time. Luffy didn’t laugh at him; instead, his daemon, Meggy, seemed to shiver with excitement. However, Luffy did blackmail Zoro into joining his crew with Zoro’s own katanas, which Luffy had gotten from the base. It was ridiculous - a grinning boy, probably younger than him, with his strange black and white daemon perched atop his hat. Yet, when Zoro threatened that he would make him commit seppuku if he ever got into his way, Luffy just grinned and said he expected no less. Zoro could feel a kindred spirit in that grin and smirked back. Though he hadn’t anticipated Luffy being made of rubber. Nevertheless, he seemed strong, Zoro noted as he observed his new captain fight Morgan. If you could even call it a fight as he was clearly stronger than the marine. “She’s fighting too”, Sora murmured to him. Zoro blinked down at her in surprise, then looked up to see what she meant. Normally, daemons only fought each other, and stayed out of the human’s fights to avoid touching other people. But Meggy was darting around, distracting Morgan and using her tail to unbalance him despite the marine’s daemon chasing after her, touching him without reservation. There was something very strange about them. Later, at the restaurant in town, after Zoro had finally eaten his fill (though Luffy still managed to eat more than him), he got to know what kind of animal Meggy was. She was a ring-tailed lemur, some strange sort of monkey, or so they claimed. Despite his skepticism, Sora insisted it must be real, as Meggy was living proof.

Roronoa Zoro - SORA, Bengal tiger

"Independence, strength, beauty. Tiger people tend to be confident, powerful people that need space, enjoy solitude, and revere silence. Tiger medicine teaches ferocity, passion, sensuality, and physical grounding. The tiger is a symbol of power, physical strength, and indulgence."      - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman  

Chopper had to admit that the one he feared most on the ship was Zoro and his daemon. Chopper was still new to the crew and didn’t have a daemon. He never had one, probably because he was a reindeer from the beginning; it was the one thing the devil fruit hadn’t been able to give him. However, the daemons on the crew were so friendly and kind to him, accepting him like he was one of them, even though he wasn’t a daemon. So, he felt very close and similar to them. But Sora was just terrifying - those huge teeth and sharp claws made him shudder at the mere thought of them. Though he hadn’t seen her in action yet, she and Zoro mostly seemed to lay around and sleep. But a tiger was a dangerous animal; he had read about them, very powerful and independent. Still … he was on Luffy’s crew; that had to mean something. Chopper peeked over his shoulder and saw Zoro leaning back on Sora, both of them sleeping on the deck. Suddenly, Sora yawned, showing all those large canines, which looked very dangerous. Chopper gulped. “You looking at Zoro?” Luffy’s voice suddenly spoke up from behind him, making him jump. “Or wait, is it Sora?” “Ah, no, I mean, yes”, Chopper stumbled over his words. Though Luffy and Meggy had been incredibly kind to him, he didn’t want to make a mistake. “She just looks so… And Zoro is …” “Scary?” Meggy grinned, while Luffy looked confused that anyone could ever think that. “Don’t worry, they’re big softies!” If they said so… But still, Chopper couldn’t quite believe it. Until they were in Alabasta, walking in the desert. Chopper was nearly dying, or at least it certainly felt like it, from the heat. The other daemons must have felt the same; Meggy had been collapsed on Luffy’s back for a long while after the first excitement, but Chopper had checked that she was still breathing. When Chopper wasn’t able to walk anymore, he suddenly felt someone grab the back of his clothes and lift him up. He almost yelped, but when he looked up, he barely managed to keep the sound in. Sora was holding him in her mouth; it must’ve been heavy. But she held him and walked up to Zoro, who looked down and grunted before taking over and helping Chopper. Chopper hadn’t even needed to say a word, and surely Sora needed Zoro’s help more - after all, no one else could touch and help her. “Are you sure..?” Chopper mumbled in embarrassment as Sora walked next to them. “What?” Sora said, a bit annoyed, but Chopper guessed they were all a bit annoyed because of the heat. “Don’t be dumb. I’m fine.” Chopper glanced at her and saw that she was panting, her long tongue lolling out. She didn’t look very fine and would probably not like to know how much she looked like Luffy in that moment. Chopper managed to keep in the giggle only because it was too hot to giggle. He felt a lot more comfortable with them after that.

Sanji - MIMI, Mountain goat

"Fearlessness, high ambitions, curiosity, intuition. Sensuality, determination, health and vitality. Goats have a reputation for having great dignity and composed behavior. Goat people are good at maintaining their balance. Whether climbing a narrow mountain ledge of challenges or walking a calm wooded path, they have sure-footed determination. They take life one moment, one step at a time. As a Goat person they instinctively know when and whom to trust. Even when the ground may look very uncertain or dangerous, they proceed cautiously, yet confidently." - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman

During Sanji’s childhood, his daemon had been just another failure to his family. His siblings’ daemons had already achieved their final forms from a young age. But Sanji’s daemon, Mimi, kept changing. Most of the time, she preferred to take the form of a mouse so she could hide in one of his pockets. A mouse. His father called it useless. Sometimes she changed into the bird his mother’s daemon was, but mostly she remained something small so she could run and hide from his brothers’ daemons, who liked to pick on her just as his brothers did to him. Sanji sometimes felt jealous of her; he wanted to be able hide too. However, when they ran away from home, Mimi slowly started to take on bigger forms as they grew more comfortable. Though the mouse shape came in handy during their weeks on the island. A mouse didn’t need a lot of food. It wasn’t until the late teenage years that Mimi finally found her final form. It was a bit embarrassing. Zeff’s daemon was a brown-red goat, and lately Mimi had become fond of taking the shape of a large white goat. The other chefs teased Sanji relentlessly, claiming he wanted to be like Zeff since they were both goat people. Sanji found them annoying, and one day during a long stint of washing the dishes and enduring their teasing and laughter, he asked Mimi if she could change into something else. “No?” Mimi looked at him with a confused look in her comforting golden eyes. “Just for the moment, please?” Sanji hissed lowly so the others wouldn’t hear him. “But I can’t change”, Mimi stated plainly and sat down on her bum, she looked ridiculous. “I haven’t been able to for a while.” Sanji blinked, and the kitchen suddenly fell silent as the others had heard her too. They all stared at the goat daemon, who sat there looking as if it wasn’t something special. “You what?!” The kitchen suddenly exploded into laughter. Sanji asked her why she hadn’t told him earlier, and she answered that she thought he had noticed. If he wasn’t so hell-bent on not kicking ladies, he would’ve kicked her then and there. The teasing didn’t get any better; the others even baked a cake in the shape of a white goat. Sanji would deny forever that he felt a bit warm from that cake. He hadn’t even considered the possibility that someone would celebrate that. Zeff just huffed.

Notes: I knew that I wanted to give Luffy a monkey. I wanted it to be a happy smaller monkey and at first I thought of a squirrel monkey. But soon I recalled the ring-tailed lemur, so I looked up some symbolism behind the animal and it was perfect for Luffy. That's all he love; food, his family and crew, and having fun. The name Meggy come from I wanted to have a similar short simple name as Luffy, ending in y, for her. Zoro have been a tiger since the start, classic but yet so right. I wanted her to have a short similar sounding name to Zoro, and I could only find Sora that satisfied me. I realized later that Sanji's mom had that name. But let's say that there was a couple of uncomfortable weeks there in the beginning before Sanji got used to her name. Sanji's mountain goat is also an animal that I had for him from the start. I wanted her to be female and have horns, so I was specific in the search for a goat that had horns. His "family" had a tradition of letting the children give their daemons their names when they found their final forms, Sanji's brothers all gave their daemons harsh masculine names. Sanji was a "late bloomer" and called his daemon the name Mimi, a cute-sy name, that was supposed to be temporary. But in the end Mimi liked her name and Sanji didn't feel it was right to change it. Fun fact: Sanji and Mimi's party trick is when Sanji straighten up one leg into the air, and Mimi jumps up to stand on the sole of his shoe. Sanji loves to impress the ladies and Mimi loves to show off.

[aveegrex]

LAW'S MOM

Or why Law decides to finally move out

genre: comedy, romance, smut (in further chapters) pairing: Monkey D. Luffy x fem! (milf!) Rosinante word count: 2,4k cw: physical violence, smoking, swearing, age gap, referenced drug use, referenced badtripping

you can also read this on ao3, but here's an extract:

“Please don’t fuck my boyfriend’s mom!” Sanji cried, throwing his head back against the wall.

They were standing in the backyard of the restaurant, Sanji having his smoking break and Luffy having his “what Sanji didn’t eat for lunch” break, both observing an elderly man sunbathing between the trashcans and a mighty oak tree.

“Why not?”

“Why no- God, Luffy, she’s… She’s my boyfriend’s mom!”

“She’s hot! And she wants it!”

Sanji squatted, eyes glued to the sky. Dramatic as ever. “It’s-” his mouth stayed ajar. Luffy felt as if he was x-raying into his head, seeing all the little cogs exhausting their power. “It’s gonna complicate everything?”

“But why?” that was confusing. “I’m me, you’re you, Law’s a douche-”

“Law’s my boyfriend”

“-a douchebag, and she’s-“

“His mom? Forty-five? A very nice woma- STOP PICKING YOUR NOSE!”

“she’s hot. And she wants it”

Sanji sighed in frustration. Shaking his head, he turned away, and immediately faced Luffy again. The elderly man was now ass up and wearing a very trustworthy thong. “How do you even know that? She’s making cookies every day and listens to ABBA on repeat, I mean. Rosi-san probably ever has sex, um, never?”

Luffy pulled his finger out of his nose and swiped the booger off. “You’re just too gay to sense it, man. And ABBA is mad slutty. Also,” Luffy raised his head and met Sanji’s pleading eyes. “She blushed when I told her she has hot tits”

“You did WHAT?”

Luffy sucked the last pieces of meat off the chicken bone and threw it all the way over to the trashcan. The bone missed, landing dangerously close to the tanning guy. “What? She does, I didn’t lie”.

The backdoor creaked open and a man with braids was glaring at Luffy, hands crossed on his chest. “Sanji, time’s up, I need you on vegetables”

“Fuck, ok” Sanji hurriedly stomped his cigarette out and paced to the door, looking back at Luffy. “Don’t fuck her! She’s a nice woman!”

MDNI, reblogs and comments are welcome, do a good deed and flirt with a local milf

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[chromatic-lamina]

Excerpt from Taxi

An older piece of mine, in light of recent international events genocidal invasions. Characters: Trafalgar Law and Rebecca

Modern day AU with universe elements. The lines of the poem in the middle is from a Mahmoud Darwish poem, I Come From There, and the one line excerpt Rebecca goes on to quote is from 24th September 1945, by Nazim (Nasim) Hikmet.

Setting: Taxi driver Law has picked up Rebecca from the airport, conversation and recognition about fucked-up pasts ensue on their way to Zoro's dojo. ***********

"Where are you from?" she asked.

"Hmm?" Law looked up, a little surprised. Pre-empted. Hardly got that question nowadays.

"You're not from here."

"I grew up here."

"Weren't born here."

"No." He fiddled with the buttons of the radio as always when white noise was less threatening than conversation. What had given him away?

"You had to leave a place?"

He looked over his shoulder for a second. The burning of his hometown was seared into his memory, but didn't scorch his every waking moment. Not now.

"Who are you, sister?"

She opened her bag. Rooted around for a bottle of water. Uncapped it and took a drink. She eased a foot out of one of the sneakers. Flexible, lithe. Some strength in the casual, well-kept body. Her feet didn't smell either. That was some achievement.

"Me too," she said. She wondered if the tattoos hid scars. "Had to leave a place."

"I see."

The road was hemming them in like a wall to keep them out, to separate them from everything that anyone ever wanted. The discards, broken toys, the displaced, were shovelled along the asphalt like coal into a furnace chute.

"Or we were kept from a place. Like this." She waved at the concrete zipping by. "My father and I were not allowed to participate in society. Wrong class. My mother was shot."

Law nodded. People told taxi drivers everything. They'd never see them again, right? Except he knew where she was going.

"Zoro helped me out. In the past."

Just like Doflamingo and Cora had helped him. He had an idea that Zoro's assistance might have had a few less long-lasting entanglements.

"Who shot her?" he asked, running his fingers back and forth on the wheel. He didn't need to ask if the wounds were fatal.

"New government." Her eyes were on the verge zipping past, dimming into evening.

"My father," she paused, "It almost destroyed him. He loved her." She wanted to see more than concrete, but the fastest way was the most sterile. She took in the stiff back in front of her, but didn't feel any crackle of anger. "You look like someone who understands the songs."

Law remembered. His father, the meetings, going with Lammy and his mother to buy the hot, flat bread, piles of it like pancakes. It was so easy to make, but she didn't have time. She was going to teach him one day. A different kind of flour. Didn't hurt his stomach.

The sickness that had almost taken Lammy, if the soldiers hadn't beaten the condition to it, was never far from the surface in those days. He remembered the words his dad had taught him before the Donquixote brothers took him. His father had arranged for them to do so. The soldiers came soon after.

He saw the body, the death. His glasses shattered on the floor as he fell forward. Thinking at the time, how would his father see? He was blind without his glasses. Someone's hand over Law's mouth — Was it Cora? — holding him back. This woman was the same as him? Same as Law?

"I have my own view, And an extra blade of grass." Smooth, the lines were loud enough to be heard from the back of the cab, but no dramatics, not shouting.

"Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words, And the bounty of birds," she answered. The moon was now actually in the sky. An orange ball rising ahead of them. Both rested a beat before Law continued.

"And the immortal olive tree. I walked this land before the swords…"

He had long shifts. Reciting the hope, the history, his father had taught him kept him near, and sure helped pass the time. Less fear in them than warnings and prayers. Kept his family close. Maybe his tatts were like the beads of a rosary, the stanzas of an ode.

"Turned its living body into a laden table." The woman pushed her fringe up and settled the scarf over her head and shoulders. "I come from there."

"You come from there?" Law asked. He thought he was the only one left.

She shook her head. "Sorry." She'd heard the click of want. "But his words, those works." She looked out the window again. She knew Law knew how they crossed nations. The poet came from there, and his words went everywhere.

"Your father is?"

"Still alive. Things are good now."

Was Zoro a mercenary? How had he helped this woman out? Some kind of missionary?

"In body, mind and soul?"

She wished she could see the driver's face better. Only the dregs or the very wealthy marked themselves up in her society. Both had helped her. It was darker now. Maybe his voice told her more about him than anything.

"The best days have yet to be lived." Different wordsmith, same desire to see the sun shine freely. She wasn't sure though if the best was before her. It had always been warm in her mother's arms.

"Preach." Law loosened the back of his shirt from the seat, from Ace's massager. He wasn't sure though. The few scraps of photos Doflamingo and Cora somehow scavenged were all he had of his family. Festivals had been fun. Studying medicine with his parents had made him proud.

Lovely sketche done for me by @fablecore in support of the Palestine Children's Relief fund,

[ms-all-sunday]

WRITTEN IN MY SKIN POST. sorry this one is lazy im tired today chapter 3 is out its an east blue polycule/merryshipping soulmate au! this chapter is only delicious, delicious smut. i write this with tumblr user awitchandawander. if you havent read my fanfiction yet for whatever reason go check it out! and then read my other fanfiction i work very hard on all of it and then go read all of possums fanfiction as well thanks

[frobinfandays]

Thanks to everyone who posted, reblogged, liked!

Thank you all so much.

That being said I did create a little quiz to see why this year participation was so low.

Thank you so much in advance!

[empressofmankind]

Time is short and the suffering from split-attention writing is high

You can find 'The Show Must Go On' here. Part III sees that tiff between Cabaji and Shivs put to rest in the best-worst way possible and Buggy gets to be a disaster influence on Benji. Absolutely best dad in the making.

'Beggars Shan't Be Choosers' doesn't have anything yet, but it's basically more-of-the-same as 'On My Silent Days, I Miss You A Little Louder' except now we're making a high security prison unsafe instead of his office. Though the start is super fluffy and a little bit dramatic. It has a bananawani!

[frankencanon]

AU where Sabo's ship never got blown up by Celestial Dragons:

One Piece "For Want of a Nail" AU where Sabo's ship never got blown up and he managed to sail away safely as he had originally planned.

Maybe he left from a different port or at a different time, or maybe the Celestial Dragons visited on a different day — maybe the Celestial Dragon was distracted when they came into port and didn't see him or his little ship.

Either way, Sabo managed to make his way off the island safely at the young age of ten — witnessed by Dogura, who reports back to the others about Sabo's (safe) departure.

And so Sabo is off, all by himself on his dingy little ship as an overpowered ten year old in the East Blue looking to start a crew and make his way to the Grand Line... What could happen?

Who will he meet? Will he start a crew or join one? Will Ace get kidnapped seven or so years later only to discover his long-lost brother is in cahoots with his kidnappers?

Will he encounter any famous East Blue pirates, like Buggy or Arlong? Are they even in the East Blue yet? What about Don Krieg?

What about some friendly faces? Nami, Usopp, Sanji, Zoro — has Sanji even met Zeff yet? Has the Baratie been built? Has Zoro started training? Is Kuina still alive? What about Bell-mère — has Nami been blackmailed into serving the Arlong Pirates yet? Is Usopp's mother still alive? Has Klahadore washed up on the shores of Syrup Island yet?

...and can Sabo help with any of this?

He's not seventeen year old Luffy; He's a ten year old (albeit overpowered) child. Still, unlike his brothers he tends to fight a little more logically, and a little less emotionally.

Can he take these people on physically? Maybe, maybe not. But can he think up an underhanded plan to sneakily take them down? Yes, absolutely.

Another question to ponder:

Will he make waves, or will he prefer to stay unnoticed for a while? Will he even be able to, if he's going around taking out powerful (for the East Blue, at least) pirates?

How long until he finally crosses over into the Grand Line?

[lawsvalentine]

Hiiii! Hope you're doing well! I'm so excited to ask you this, but it's okay if you are already buried in requests and can't do it. I was hoping for an nsfw Luffy x fem/reader involving whipped cream and fruit. I know it's cliché but I think you would do an amazing job.❤️‍🔥 

Cee’s note: Hello my dear ☺️ thank you for the request and hope you are doing well too. I just KNOW Luffy’s tongue game go crazy😵‍💫😵‍💫

Taste Better On You • Luffy x Fem!reader • (18+)

CW: smut (Food play, LOTS of oral sex ( fem receiving) , tit sucking, use of devil fruit power, tongue fucking, squirting)

Tagging 🤍: @euphofic (my fav Luffy girlie), @csnovas (you highkey inspired him stretching his tongue 🤭), @nympheclipse (i feel like you would like this 😉), @roronoaswifey (no reason but hey pooks 🌝)

“Mmm so good” Luffy hummed, relishing in the taste of the succulent fruit.

You two were currently sat on your bed alongside a bowl of mixed berries and another with whipped cream.

With dating Luffy, you have grown used to this boy’s ceaseless appetite for food. Dating him also came with being dragged in the middle of the night to the kitchen to sneak food out with him.

“You’re lucky we managed to get these out of the fridge before Sanji came”, you scolded, coating the fluffy white cream on top of the strawberry.

“I still think I could have grabbed the meat in time hehehe”, Luffy chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

Your boyfriend was too reckless for his own good. While it was annoying at times, you still found it endearing nonetheless.

You giggled before biting into the whipped top berry. The sweetness made you moan in delight at the taste.

There was a tiny bit of the cream on your top lip and with a devilish grin, an idea popped in Luffy’s head.

Without warning, he leaned towards you and licked the top of your lips causing you to squeal in surprise. Luffy chuckled, amused at your reaction, “Tastes even better on your lips”

Your eyes widened and cheeks burned at his words. Sometimes Luffy’s boldness would leave you speechless and flustered. But it also made your core throb for him.

You eyed the fruit in the bowl before your eyes trailed to your boyfriend’s eager gaze. You grabbed one and placed it between your plump lips. As if Luffy read your mind, he brought his face closer to yours, biting into the opposite end of the fruit. Your lips brushed against each other in the act, the juices from the fruit trailing down the corner of Luffy’s lips down to his chin.

The sight of the juice on his chin made your mind wander with thoughts of your own juices running down his chin.

“I want to try something, Lu”, your voice trailed off, wondering if Luffy would be into it.

“Try what?”, his head tilted, eyeing you expectantly.

“I want you to lick this off me” you said, grabbing the whipped cream bowl.

“Where?” Luffy said, your statement peaking the boy’s interest even more.

You stripped off your nightgown, freeing your breasts from the fabric, leaving you in nothing but your laced panties. Luffy’s eyes darkened with lust at the sight of your exposed breasts.

“Here”, you dabbed some cream on top of your left and right nipple.

You could see the excitement on Luffy’s face. If there’s two things he loved was food and sex with you. So those combined equaled a very eager Luffy. He wasted no time and before you knew it his mouth was on your tits. His tongue swirled over your hardened nub, making you sigh in pleasure. He brought his hand to cup your left tit as he continued to flick his tongue against the cream on your nipple.

He gave your other tit the same attention, sucking the sweet fluffy cream off you. The way his tongue moved against your breast, turned you on so much. You could feel your panties getting wetter with every swirl of his tongue. Your fingers tangled in his wavy dark brown locks, pulling slightly every time his teeth grazed your nipple.

“Feels good, Lu”, you moaned.

Your hand grazed down his slim toned chest to the prominent print in his shorts. You could here Luffy’s whine muffled around you, bucking his hips into your touch.

You smirked at his needy actions, knowing how impatient this boy can be.

“Wait…Y/N!”, his hand stopped you from unbuckling his shorts. You pull away, eyes filled with concern.

“You okay bubs?”

“I want to lick more of the whipped cream” Luffy’s expression was unreadable.

You were about to put more on your nips but Luffy stopped you once again.

“I want to lick it off…”, his voice trailed as he brought his index finger down your belly button to your damped panties, “here”

Oh!

You nod your head giving him permission as you laid your back down against the bed. Luffy hooked his fingers at the sides of your panties, bringing them down your plush thighs. He licked his lips at the sight of your slicked folds.

Luffy’s favorite part of sex was going down on you. Every time he did it, he felt addicted to your taste. Even more addicted to the way he could make you lose yourself on his tongue.

Luffy brought the whipped cream to trail from your navel to your mound. His tongue trailed down, lapping up the cream, causing you to shiver under him.

He wrapped his arms around your thick thighs before burying his face in your sex. You gasped as he devoured your pussy. He ate you your pussy as if he was starved and you were his last meal.

The obscene sounds of his slurps and moans mixed with your cries of his name filled the room.

Your back arched as he continued slurping and lapping up and down your cunt. You ran your fingers through his dark hair before clutching at the strands. He moaned against your pussy, as you brought his face further into you.

You felt a wet muscle press against your hole. You felt his tongue stretch inside you. With his devil fruit powers, he stretched and reached further inside your you. He began to thrust his tongue in and out of you causing you to squirm under him.

“Oh fuck, right there baby”, you mewl as you felt his tongue against your sweet spot.

You could feel your orgasm approaching you at the pace Luffy was fucking his tongue inside you.

“M’close Lu”

Luffy brought his finger to your clit, rubbing it at the same rapid pace as his tongue. The pleasure from his tongue and his finger on your clit was overwhelming. You cried out as your body shook, your juices spraying his tongue.

Stars danced your vision as you rode your high, Luffy slurping up as much of you as he could. Once you’ve calmed down, you were met with Luffy’s satisfied grin.

“I see you liked the whipped cream”, you joked. Luffy chuckled, swiping his tongue against your folds one last time.

“Yeah but you taste way better”

[minniiaa]

Yeah sooooo... new story. Yes, another one I know I have problems and write too damn much but I can't help my obsessions. I rambled about it in a post the other day and was clawing at the bars of my cage to get this one out of my drafts and just decided to pull the trigger. Really happy with how this has turned out so far and I will write Law being healed by Luffy in every possible way because it makes me feel alive.

Please read the tags before clicking because this first chapter is very dark with a lot of t/w themes. Gotta have the hurt before the healing, unfortunately.

(One Piece, Law x Luffy, Explicit)

Law lost everything. His family, friends, and dream of becoming a doctor. Everyone who ever loved him had died and he was convinced he was cursed. He turns to drugs, unable to bear the pain anymore. One year after the death of his friends, Law decides there is no hope left for him in this miserable world and chooses to end his life but through a twist of fate, he is discovered by his neighbor, Luffy.

When he wakes up in the hospital with a strange and handsome guy by his side who challenges if he ever truly tried to move on, Law realizes no, he didn't. He decides to get clean, to give life one last try there has to be a reason he was given this second chance. Luffy declares that he’s going to be Law’s friend and help him through his recovery and Law decides to accept his offer, only because he knows he can’t do this alone. He would use Luffy and then he would move on, that was it. He discovers quickly that Luffy is unimaginably kind, stubborn, and desires to be more than just friends. It terrifies him that he feels the same.

He had been searching for a reason to stay and maybe it was right here, in the form of a cute, goofy, twenty-one-year-old firefighter. Who would have ever thought? Certainly not Law.

LENGTH - 1 Chapter / 9,843 Words

TAGS - Romance, Suicide Attempt, Drug Addiction, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Withdrawal, Drug Addict Trafalgar Law, Firefighter Monkey D. Luffy, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Recovery, Healing, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Bottom Trafalgar D. Water Law, Top Monkey D. Luffy, Everyone Needs a Luffy, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Healing Emotional Trauma One Fanfic at a Time, Shared Trauma, Law Believes He's Cursed, Trafalgar D. Water Law Needs a Hug

[theshittymarimo]

Dreams and Daemons

Chapter 4: Ace, Whitebeard, Marco Fandom: One Piece Summary: Introduction of Aria, Maia and Manu. Words: 1 291 Prologue - Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

Portgas D. Ace - ARIA, Common Black Hawk

“Primal energy, objectivity, focus. Like all of the raptors, hawk is often seen as a messenger, flying between the physical and spirit worlds. Hawk people learns skills gained through hard work and patience, honing their natural talents into strong abilities. They tend to be visionaries, with keen eyes; observant and with great attention to detail.  Hawk medicine teaches us to soar above ourselves and see our lives from a broader perspective, getting a better view of the big picture.” - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman

People called Aria the firebird, sometimes the phoenix, which could confuse people into mistaking Ace for Marco if they didn’t know what they looked like. Ace found it terribly embarrassing when it happened; he didn’t want people to think that he was someone like Marco. He didn’t say it but it was evident that he didn’t see himself as worthy of such a comparison. Marco, on the other hand, didn’t mind. To be honest, it was understandable. Seeing a large hawk burst into red and yellow flames might lead one to think that the person also engulfed in fire was the one known as the Phoenix. Besides, it wasn’t like anything they did was embarrassing to Marco. From the moment Marco had seen them rise to challenge Pops, even after battling Jimbei for days, he was impressed. While Ace was silently fuming the initial days on the ship, occasionally trying to challenge Pops again, Marco took the opportunity to take a closer look at them. He thought he was discreet, but Aria’s piercing yellow gaze always seemed to find him, regardless of where he was. Although she didn’t miss anything, Marco could see them arguing sometimes, he had a feeling that the daemon was growing somewhat exasperated with the human. No one had heard her speak until the day Ace decided to join them – “About time”, she sighed, much to his embarrassment. They discovered that she had a dry sense of humor. Thatch teased them that Aria was clearly the brains behind their relationship. Marco couldn’t entirely disagree; while Ace was hotheaded and likely to rush into things, Aria was the one to observe and likely to influence Ace to pause and think. However, there were a couple of times when Aria showed that she was more like her human companion than most people realized. Like then people close to them were in danger. Marco vividly remembered the sight of a brilliant, glowing fire hawk amidst the chaos of Marineford. It was the biggest flame he had ever seen her create, casting light over the entire battlefield. Marco could barely to look at her; she glowed almost white in the heart of the fire as she flew toward the Admiral on the field with his arm inside of … Marco still recalled the fierce shriek she had unleashed. As the fire vanished, the whole world turned so much darker.

Edward Whitebeard – MAIA, Dog, Great Pyrenees

“Companionship, loyalty, protection. Dog medicine can often teach us how to be a good friend, the power of forgiveness, and how to love unconditionally. Dog people tend to have good intuition, keen senses and quick-learning, intelligent minds.”     - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman

As gigantic as the legend was, the daemon stood equally tall. Her head could reach Whitebeard’s stomach, surpassing easily most people on the crew. While terrified enemies called her a monster, the crew, the family, knew her as Maia. Those on the night shift, tasked with guarding the ship, were rarely alone with Maia lying on the deck with them. When questioned, she simply said that she didn’t want them to be alone. If someone felt cold, her warm, heavy fur was always there to sink into, often serving as a makeshift pillow. It wasn’t unusual to see someone take a nap on her. If a crew member was missing from their duties, Marco went to Maia to ask her if she had seen them. Despite their close relationship, Maia always pretended to be deaf, blaming it on her age, even if the crew member were hiding right behind her, much to the amusement of those around her and Marco’s exasperation. When someone needed a second chance, she was always willing to offer it. However, if a crewmate was injured, most of them had to try to calm Maia down from going off to bite the perpetrator’s head off. Upon their returns to the ship, the crew would be greeted with hearty licks to their faces. Even the grumpiest among them were secretly pleased by it, viewing it as unspoken confirmation from Whitebeard himself, reaffirming their familial bonds. Just as Whitebeard called them his sons, Maia fondly called them her pups. And on the day the Whitebeards lost their father, they also lost their mother. “Oyaji!” “Kaachan!”

Marco - MANU, Tricolored Heron

“The Orator – Patience, grace, agility, integrity.  Heron people tend to be well-spoken, natural leaders with great wisdom and strong, indomitable spirits. They can guide without overpowering, persuade without manipulating, and bring great fortune to all those lucky enough to know them. Heron medicine can bring along with it lessons of being more vocal, communicative and taking initiative in all aspects of life.”   - “Dæmons Unveiled: Navigating the Bonds of this World”, Filipe Haulman

Ace felt something soft brush against his forehead, recognizing the feeling of feathers. He twitched and mumbled about leaving him alone. He was still sleepy. However, the feathers softly touched his forehead again, accompanied by a flash of warm, caring feelings from the daemon behind them. This time he was alert enough to realize that it couldn’t be Aria; when she wanted Ace to wake up, she never hesitated to grasp his skin or hair with her claws and tug hard. Hard enough to draw blood if necessary. Besides, she was more likely to be annoyed than not. This gentle touch wasn’t Aria’s. Now fully awake, Ace blinked as he looked up into the blue sky above him. Suddenly, a head showed up in his line of sight and he recognized the familiar bird daemon. “Manu?” Ace croaked, still groggy from sleep. “You’re lying in the sun”, Marco’s daemon informed him with his usual calming tone. “… Yes?” Ace responded, even more confused. “I told him not to bother”, Aria interjected from beside Ace, sounding exasperated. “God knows you never listen.” “It’s not good”, Manu chimed in before Ace had time to think of an answer to his daemon’s annoying, albeit accurate, remark. “You will burn yourself.” “Don’t say that”, Aria retorted promptly. “He’ll just say that he can’t be burned, that he is fire.” If a hawk could roll her eyes, Aria sounded like she would’ve done so in that moment. “It’s true!” Ace protested, annoyed with his daemon. “Ace”, Manu interrupted Ace’s and Aria’s squabble with his soft voice. “Please, at least go and lie down in the shade.” “It’ll move”, Ace would firmly deny that he whined. “In an hour, I’ll have to move again!” “That’s called time”, Aria muttered, irritating Ace. “Please Ace”, Manu implored before Ace had a chance to respond to Aria. Manu always sounded so sincere and caring; it was hard for Ace to say no to him. His only hope was that Marco hadn’t realized it yet. “Fine, fine”, Ace muttered, rising from his comfortable spot in the sun and moving toward a shaded area while yawning. “Huh?” Aria exclaimed in surprise behind him. “See?” Manu’s pleased voice said. Aria spluttered indignantly, insisting that it never worked with her. Ace decided to not listen in anymore; the warmth on his cheeks was surely due to the sun.

Notes: I quickly realized that I wanted Ace's daemon to be a raptor, some kind of hawk. Besides, a black hawk turning into a fire bird is just too good of an image. Aria is a little bit of Ace's brake, unfortunately sometimes the brake is faulty due to their fierce natures. Her name is Aria because I wanted a short name like Ace, the name literally means air. With Whitebeard's Maia I thought of the dog Stefan. So I wanted to have a white dog, and found the great pyrenees perfect for him. It's a large white intidimating dog who is famous for being fiercely protective of their pack, able to kill for them. Her name, Maia, is from Greek meaning "good mother, dame, foster mother", which is exactly what she was to the crew. Just imagining the Whitebeards' reaction to losing her as well made me a little teary-eyed I will admit. I thought of Marco's daemon possibly as a heron, as similar to his devil fruit as possible. So I went searching for something and I saw this photo of a Tricolored Heron and I thought that the yellow feathers looked exactly like Marco's hair, it made me laugh. It's also blue, and that makes it perfect in my eyes. Manu means thinking, wise in Sansskrit.

[aveegrex]

hi!! i love your writing and i was wondering if you could write about sugar daddy sanjj breeding fem reader? i absolutely love what you wrote for dilf ssnji i keep re-reading it 😩

Well hello there, my fellow older Sanji connoisseur

I tried to match the tone of the dilf!sanji piece here, but turned out with way more dirty talk than intended. Hope you like this one, feel free to comment or send an anonymous ask with your thoughts!

Also I had @giadin-a 's older Sanji in mind when writing it, hope they don't mind that and make sure to give them love!

SUGAR DADDY SANJI (and breeding kink)

genre: smut pairing: sugardaddy dilf sanji x f!reader word count: 0,9k cw: sugar relationship, slight overstip, orgasm control, fingering, lewd kissing (mention), breeding kink and breeding, daddy kink, 'princess' as a pet name, everything that happens is consensual

Who on earth would ever say no to a platinum fox of a criminal that looked like an A-list  movie star, smelled like best sex ever and shot a jolt of arousal into your core with each smile? 

Not you. 

Who on earth would ever say no to the smoothest suave frenchman who cooked you a three course meal, devoured your mouth to the brink of climax and almost made you faint as he clasped a black pearl choker around your neck, his fingertips tracing a suggestive pattern on your soft skin? 

Not. you. 

Who on earth would ever say no to the hottest experienced bastard that pressed his lips to your shoulder the second a whine escaped your lips, who made you see stars with his fingers and folded you in half, ripping off the dress he bought you exactly three days ago at the store where price tags resemble telephone numbers? 

Oh, definitely not you. 

You, in all honesty, could barely even talk. 

Not that you needed to. Not with how precise he was at hitting that special spot inside you, Not with how animalistic he was when digging his teeth into your ankle on his shoulder. Not with how he lost all restraint at the sight of little fucked out you, his fingers deep inside your mouth, hips snapping harder and harder, bullying his cock deeper inside your tight spoiled cunt. 

“Like how daddy fucks you, yeah? - his growling adding to shivers running through your body. - Like his dick s’much you can’t even see straight?” 

“Oh, you sure do fucking like it, princess. - and he dares to pout mockingly, slowing down his movements to pull you into the lotus position. - What a pity, huh?”

He’s already fucked enough thoughts out of your pretty head for you to not suspect anything, only moaning at all the new sensations the position was delivering. He chuckles, flexing his thick thighs to bounce you up and down, his wet fingers sinking into your waist. 

“But princess, - his exasperated breaths tickling your nipples. - How can I be a daddy with no baby down there?” - at that his hand lands across your lower stomach, pushing on it to accentuate how deep he’s nestled inside you. “Need to fuck one in, ain’t I? Need to breed this leaky cunny to make ya swell and plump, u-huh?”

Fucking amusing how a man of such flirtatious eloquence is now slurring on some simplest words, losing his all to the thought of having a young little darling begging for his seed. “Breed, breed, BREED” coursing through his brain, his blood boils in anticipation. 

You try to move faster on him, the slowed rhythm and his filthy questioning riling you further up. “Da-a-ddyyy. - you whine, tears glistening down your cheeks. - Please, mooove”

“Uh-huh-huh, princess, don’t be bad. - he scolds, fingers toying with your swollen clit. - Need you to ask for daddy’s cum first, okay?”. Seeing you shake under his touch, he moans, slamming you down his cock. “C’mon, don’t you want daddy to fill you up?”

You squirm, his words and actions all too much for your poor hazy brain, his dick reaching too deep inside to think straight. “P-please, - sniffling, you try to rock back and forth on him, your weak hands clutching on the broad shoulders. - Ne-need your cum, d-daddyyy”. 

“o-OH ffuck! - his pupils dilated, he grabs your jaw and bounces you up and down, his teeth grazing your bitten lips. - No worries, no, no fuckin’ worries, princess, daddy gon’ breed you good, a’ight?”

He’s mumbling too, long hair sticking to his face and neck, brows scrunched in purest ecstasy as your pathetic little pleas for his seed ring through his ears. “Just like that, just like that, yes, hold it in. - his lips finding purchase on your neck, strong hands on your waist slamming you down that beloved thick cock. - Need to fill you up first, mkay? Don’t cum just yet, princess, need to have it in you”

He’s driving his cock inside harder and harder, his feet planted to the floor, squelching and slapping sounds filling the room with indecency. The pearls on your neck sticky with sweat now, you moan and whine as he bottoms out one final time, painting your walls with white hot seed. 

“Take all, take all, princess, yeah. - he chokes on his breath and keeps bouncing you up and down overstimulating himself. - Cum for daddy now, cum, baby, yeah?”

You cry, fat tears streaming down your cheeks, feeling your pussy clench on him and a fucking tsunami of bliss runs over you, electricity jolting through your core. He’s gasping again, driving you through your climax and stilling you with him inside, making sure not a drop goes to waste. 

“Good girl, that’s it. - he’s muses, whisper and tobacco breath tickling your ear. - Sshhh, that’s okay, so good”. Your shy smile is reciprocated with a content one, and he plants a loving kiss to your forehead, letting you two fall down to the couch. 

“Next time, I’ll get you a different kind of pearl necklace”

MDNI, reblogs and comments are welcome, daddy Sanji can do whatever he wants to me and I know I'm not the only one

© 2022 AVEEGREX, all rights reserved. reposting and copying my works without my consent is forbidden.

[chromatic-lamina]

Posting again for both Ace’s birthday (January 1st) and Roger’s birthday (December 31st). It’s not necessarily a happy fic, but the ending is open. Garp having a conversation with Ace similar to a conversation he had with his childhood friend (that’s the fanfiction bit!), Roger, many years before. I never noticed Garp’s open hand above before

[toxinspired]

swiftly flow the days

"Koala let herself be absorbed into asinine small talk, keeping an eye on the patio and the mansion beyond. People crowded around the food tables, a few guards made rounds around the perimeter, and a few more kept watch from doorways leading deeper in. Nami, still on her arm, laughed at something one of the noble women said. According to their information, it was almost time for the shift to change over. The clock ticked on."

a thief and a spy walk into a bar

fandom: one piece

rating: teen

relationship(s): nami/koala

tags: secret identities, heist, post-time skip

wordcount: 3984

[cherrykamado]

content warnings: injuries, emotionally constipated Kid, angst.

Eustass Kid sees red the moment he realizes you've been hurt. Watching you fall with a cold, painful thud on the floor, and a pool of crimson staining your torso. He screams at you, but his voice doesn't reach you. Stops a blow with his metal hand, and repeats; still, nothing.

He can't hear your voice, he can't see you move. And that's the moment he sees so much red. To the enemy who did this to you, this is the last thing they'd do in their life. Kid doesn't hesitate to end the life of whoever's precious to him.

Right after he takes out his metal hand from the pierced, now lifeless enemy's body, he turns to you. He can't think about anything but to get you to treated. But he's so mad at you: why didn't you see it coming, why were you so fucking reckless?

He doesn't come see you to the medbay. Behind a more irritable Eustass Kid, sleepless nights and utter hermetism (even to his all-time partner, Killer, it's difficult to reach him) hides the fear of losing you, and the impotence of not having been able to protect you himself.

You're unconscious, and he refuses to set foot on the medbay. He tells himself that this is your fault, that you should've been less reckless. That you should have paid more attention and stop trying to help him — he doesn't need your help to win a fight he can win alone.

But he can't become the King of Pirates without you.

In the end, all he tells himself are lies.

The real reason he isn't beside you is because he doesn't want to see you like that. He wants you to wake up: to wrap you arms around him even if it's in front of everyone and he's not into pda, to annoy him to no end. To see you, to have you look at him, to hear your voice.

Wake your ass up already.

Stop fucking around and wake up.

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