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scirelistener · 26 days ago

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IT’S YOU THAT I’M LOOKING FOR ALL MY LIFE

strawhat pirates / east blue gang (luffy, zoro, nami, ussop, sanji) x gn! reader

It was a tough week for everyone. Ranging from the small-time pirates to idiotically big navy ships, everyone exerted their limits to the point where there was at least one crewmate lying on the floor out of exhaustion. Even the ever so energetic captain seemed dimmed in radiance.

In times such as this, everyone gravitated towards a certain individual whose existence was like a solid boulder against the ruthless, crashing waves; you.

LUFFY

Aside from the slight fog, it was a generally pleasant day. Most of the crew, aside from Ussop and Franky who locked themselves in the sniper’s factory to discuss whatever mechanical ingenuities they’ve come up with and Jimbei who continued to meticulously manage as the helmsman, were lingering around the lawn deck.

The sun shyly peaked through translucent clouds, offering just the slightest of rays that warmed the grass just a little to be the perfect temperature.

Nami and Robin sat underneath one of the trees, basking in the good weather while also enjoying the natural shade offered by the branches. Next to Robin was the little reindeer who had his body slightly leaning against the archeologist but his head fully submerged into whatever book he was reading.

The three had drinks sitting around them which was no doubt given by Sanji who roamed around the boat with a tray filled with an assortment of drinks, begrudgingly handing one to the swordsman who had been dozing off against the wall.

Though the two started bantering as usual, their usual deafening voices were muted by Brook who sat on the swing while he gently played the violin in such a way that it echoed across the ship like the enchanting sound of a siren’s voice.

The ever melodious sounds of Brook’s song was beckoning you to fall asleep, especially since you were sitting right besides him with your back against the sturdy tree trunk. If it weren’t for the book in your hand that dominated your attention, you probably would’ve already been dead asleep.

As you were about to flip to the next page, a certain captain made his way towards you and announced his presence by whining out your name.

You looked up from the book just in time to receive the full body weight of your captain. “Oof-”

“I’m bored~” Luffy whined as he settled his head against your lap, looking up to you with an expression that resembled a puppy who’d been denied an extra treat. “Aren’t you bored?”

Picking up the book that was luckily not damaged nor had any of its pages folded, you showed it to Luffy with an endearing smile. “Nope. Only you, captain.”

Another whined drew out of Luffy before he decided to change position.

“Luffy?” Completely ignoring you, Luffy swung a leg over your thighs so that he was fully sat on your lap and he wrapped his arms around your neck, fully closing the distance between him and you with a content sigh.

Though your captain has always been touchy and affectionate with all the crew, it never failed to set your cheeks ablaze at his openness. Yet the way his body slowly relaxed against you with his steady breathing fanning the side of your neck, your lips twitched upwards into an unbidden smile.

As you were about to open the book once more, Luffy mumbled against your skin, “You’re always so warm, like a really warm soup..”

“…Did you just compare me to food?” You couldn’t help the spontaneous bark of laughter that bubbled out, somewhat impressed at Luffy’s ability to correlate anything with food.

When you received no response from the captain other than a snore, it drew another laugh out of you. A small chuckle could be heard from beside you, the owner of the chuckle being Brook who was watching the scene unfold all the while playing his instrument without a pause.

You gently leaned your head against the captain’s before submerging yourself back into the book; only this time, you were accompanied by the grounding presence sitting atop of you.

In Luffy’s dream, he dreamt of the crew as he always did. It was an endless field, endlessly decorated with flowers that scattered its petals into the air. If he squinted, there were two figures far far away from his reach yet he didn’t feel sad about the distance between them.

Instead, his attention was drawn to his fellow pirates who surrounded him with their presences, all beaming with joy.

As he looked down, he saw his hand interlocked with another. When he tilted his head back up, Luffy felt blinded by the sheer brightness from your smile.

“C’mon, Luffy!” You tugged at his hand, pulling him towards the crew.

Luffy, who could never deny you, felt his own smile ripping through and nodded before running towards the crew with your hand tightly held in his, never letting go.

ZORO

With all the windows wide open, cool breeze flowed through the crow’s nest relentlessly yet it wasn’t unwelcome. It felt nice despite the shiver it sent down your spine and the way you could visibly see the condensed breathes coming outing your mouth.

Perhaps opening all the windows was not the smartest move, you noted as you pulled the blanket around your shoulders to cover you more, but as you gazed up at the night sky, the coldness became nothing but a passing sensation.

The stars were shining in ways that couldn’t be captured in a photograph or drawing. They were shining in ways that had to be appreciated through the naked eye, by those who waited for their stars arrival. With a keen eye, one could even see the constellations that flickered with stories of their past.

One small detail that you cherished from being a pirate was the access to such scenery. Of course, stargazing was accessible even on land, but the view from the crow’s nest could never be beaten.

As you were about to blow against your chilled hands in hopes of warming them up, you heard shuffling from near the ladder.

As you wondered who could it be, a familiar patch of green hair emerged from the ladder which caused you to smile knowingly.

“Why is it so cold up here?” Zoro grumbled as he brought himself up onto the crow’s nest, a heavy thud echoing as his boots made contact with the floor.

You turned to face him fully, leaning your back against the railing as you took in the swordsman’s rather sluggish form with a smile. Besides the three swords that he, for some reason, brought along with him, the swordsman still looked as though he had the remnants of sleep lingering in his body. His coat wasn’t even tied probably, instead just hanging off his shoulders.

“And why are you up here? You should go back to sleep.” You said, rolling your eyes as the swordsman grumbled something unintelligible before walking up to stand besides you, leaning his elbows against the railing.

Seeing as you weren’t going to get an answer from him, you turned around to face the stars, mimicking his stance.

However, before you could go back to admiring the sea of stars, Zoro gently pushed your body to face him.

Wordlessly, the swordsman adjusted the blanket around you as if making sure the cold wasn’t getting to you. The warmth emanating from the small contacts of his fingers to your skin seemed capable of warming you up entirely.

When you looked up at him, the warmth in the endless depth of his brown eye made you forget the seeping cold air that continued to flow through the crow’s nest.

You smiled at his heartfelt action, gently pulling his hand away from the hem of the blanket to hold in yours. “Worried about ‘lil old me?” You couldn’t help but tease, feeling a little victorious when Zoro let out a chortle.

“Someone has to make sure you aren’t gonna freeze to death.” Zoro quipped back, but the way he squeezed your hand was all the reply you needed.

Like a natural instinct, he lifted one arm as an invitation and you, following natural instinct as well, easily slotted yourself against his side and found comfort in leaning against Zoro’s sturdy form. The swordsman wrapped an arm around your shoulder, providing extra insulation along with the blanket.

“The stars are beautiful, aren’t they?” You muttered, sneaking an arm around Zoro’s waist to make sure he doesn’t get cold as well.

Zoro hummed, his chest reverberating the vibrations from the sound to you. He hooked his chin against the top of your head as the arm around your shoulder tightened.

“The moon is beautiful tonight too.”

NAMI

Aside from the faint sound of pencil grating against paper and the occasional satisfied hums from the navigator, the library was a quiet haven reserved for only Nami and you for now.

Though the circular sofa didn’t provide the best structure for laying horizontally, the plush structure of it made up for the slightly uncomfortable posture you had curled your body into. Accompanied by the blanket Nami so graciously placed on top of you, you almost let your eyelids close operation for the day.

Yet you were drawn to the way Nami exuded ease and looked content as she worked on her maps, her glasses perched against her nose as she diligently swapped the pencil in her hand for a nearby compass.

There was no other way to describe it other than Nami being in her element.

“I’m going to start counting fees the more you stare at me.” You snapped out of your daydream, eyes averting to see Nami with her hands against her hips with a smile all too mischievous, but still beaming with fondness. The glasses were no longer there, instead placed on the table on top of her on going project.

You sat up, blanket draping down onto your lap as you gave her a sheepish smile. “You look cool when you’re working. I’m innocent, Your Honor.” You raised your arms up in mock surrender, making Nami let out a small chuckle before leaving her work station to sit next to you with a sigh that felt all too heavy.

You gently draped a part of the blanket over to her lap as Nami found comfort in placing her head against your shoulder, her face slightly smushed against your neck.

“I’m so tired..” It was a mix of groaning and grumbling, the way the navigator muttered. You let out a small giggle before raising an arm up to push away some of the hair blocking her face. As you softly tucked it behind her hair, a faint of a smile could be felt against your skin.

With the help of her arm slithering around your waist, the navigator pulled you in closer and impossibly further pressed her face into the crook of your neck as if she was hell bent on making that place her new home.

You laughed at the slight ticklish sensation, but not without wrapping an arm around her in reciprocal.

“You’re touchy today.” You grinned at the pinch Nami gave to your waist as you said it, but noted how she didn’t attempt to pull away.

“It’s been a long week, I deserve it.”

“You do.” You replied without a beat of hesitation. (And if Nami felt her heart stutter, it was just her imagination.)

After that, you two didn’t share another word. Instead, what you did share was the comfortable silence that welcomed itself into the library and the warmth from the embrace you two would prolong for the rest of the day.

As you felt yourself being drawn by the tendrils of sleep, you almost missed the way a certain navigator got hold of your hand and gently squeezed it.

Before you succumbed to dreamland, you made sure to squeeze her hand back in return.

USSOP

Even with the exhaustion that waved over many of the crew mates, including Ussop himself, it didn’t seem to stop his brain from coming up with new innovations and seeing as he had been stuck in his little factory for a good few hours now, it seemed as though his body still had enough energy to comply.

As you handed over the tray of food Sanji made specially for him despite putting an indifferent facade, you made yourself a seat by cautiously pushing aside tools and other metal junks that clattered the space.

“How you keep going is beyond my comprehension, Ussop. Even Zoro’s up there snoring up a storm.” You said with a fond smile, taking note of the presence of seemingly newly made equipments that hid itself amongst the various other objects that invade Ussop’s factory.

The sniper choked on his drink for a bit before regaining himself, puffing his chest in pride and smiling widely. “Well, of course! Nothing this great warrior of the sea can’t handle!”

You laughed in return, nodding your head in agreement. “Of course, of course. How could I forget.” The two of you shared a knowing glance before letting out a small chuckle.

Whenever the two of you were together. Ussop was never as boisterous as he was around the others. Of course, he still joked and told tales as dramatic as poems written by a certain author from the old days yet there was a calmness that stabled the air between you two. A calmness that enabled Ussop to let go for a moment.

As Ussop slowly finished up his food, you noticed a cut you’ve never seen before on his left hand. Unbidden, you grabbed his left hand and raised it up to inspect it despite the slowly forming sound of Ussop’s flustered protest.

“Is this new? It doesn’t look deep.” You frowned, as you made sure to not make contact with the actual wound in the possible case of infection. “Have you treated this yet? Why haven’t you at least put a bandage on?”

“Ah, well.. I might’ve forgotten..?” You looked up to send a stern gaze to the sniper who pointedly looked to the other way, a sheepish smile adorning his features.

You let out a small sigh. “You should be glad Chopper didn’t see it first.” You said as you dug your fingers into your pant pockets until you grasped the bandaid you kept in your pockets just in case.

As you took out the bandaid and proceeded to carefully place it against the cut, you didn’t notice the way Ussop’s eyes soften at how gentle you were with his hands. The way you softly pressed the bandaid against his hand to ensure it doesn’t slip away, the way you caressed the surrounding calluses around the wound.

Before you could slide your hand away, Ussop gently but firmly held it in his making you avert your gaze to him once more. Yet all the sniper gave in return was a cheeky smile.

“Want to know what I’ve been making?”

While the factory was soon filled with the excited ramblings of the sniper’s explanation of each intricate factor and how it contributes to the usefulness of the equipment, his hand never let go of yours.

It was almost as if it tightened with every second passing by. At some point, your fingers ended up interlocked and never let go even as Ussop reached to grab some of the prototypes.

You basked in Ussop’s presence and words while you squeezed the hand that tightly held onto yours, knowing he wasn’t going to let go anytime soon. Neither were you anyways.

SANJI

There was never a day on the Thousand Sunny where the smell of food did not roam around the galley and the surrounding area. Even from outside of the galley, one would smell whatever dish the meticulous cook was preparing when passing by. The smell would always be noticed with the loud yet somewhat harmonious sounds of sizzling food, bowls clacking against each other and the faint sound of Sanji’s humming.

When the day later on dims to nights that were accompanied by the lonely cries of the sea waves crashing against the Thousand Sunny’s structure and the only source of light came from the wall lamps, the lingering smell of food is extinguished by the sickeningly rich aroma from expensive candles.

No longer were there the noisy sounds of sizzling, frying, clanking. Instead, the only noise that indicated the cook’s activity was the sound of boiling water that was then taken off from the stove to cool down before pouring it into the two mugs already ready with tea bags.

Once the colors from the tea leaves slowly infused into the water and faint smell of herbs rose into the air, Sanji took the two mugs and made his way to where you were sitting.

“For you, my dear.” Though his voice lacked the usual exuberance, the way his words glided with tenderness made your heart warm despite the slightly cold air.

Thanking him as you took it out of his hands, you felt your hands feel less numb as it made contact with the hot mug. You let out a comfortable sigh while Sanji took the seat next to you, leaving a strangely large distance that felt like a wide gap.

You decided not to comment on it, opting to take a sip of the tea that immediately soothed your body as soon as it entered the system. You couldn’t help but let out another content sigh, finally feeling some sort of warmth amidst the air that seemed to be getting more frigid.

You looked over to the cook who had his mug placed on the ground, his back fully against the backrest of the sofa, his head tilted upwards to the ceiling. Though you couldn’t see as clearly, his eye looked clouded with thought.

“ ..Are you alright, Sanji?” The gentle calling of his name must’ve snapped him out of his thoughts as he tilted his head down to give you a reassuring smile that didn’t quite reach his eye.

“I’m alright, dear. Just..” His hand fiddled with the unlit cigarette, grazing against the grainy paper. “Just a lot on my mind is all.”

You waited for him in case he said anything more yet the cook remained silent, so you only nodded in understanding.

Then out of the corner of your peripheral vision, you saw Sanji’s fingers that were resting on the sofa twitch as if it itched for something. You looked back at Sanji who seemed to have not notice that his own body was doing that.

In an act of confidence, you placed your mug on the ground and gently scooted towards the cook. Closing the distance just enough so that your shoulders were touching each other and your knees gently grazed one another.

Sanji’s shoulders tensed, but in a blink second, the tension washed away and you felt a wave of relief when the cook slightly leaned his shoulder against yours.

Despite his frequent outbursts against Zoro and his overly aggressive fawning for women, it seemed as though the cook was never one to express what he was truly feeling. You’ve only seen glimpses of sadness, nostalgia and yearning that would seldomly find its way into his gaze, his voice or his actions before it went away like it was never there.

Yet as the two of you sat together in silence, the way he gently placed his pinky against yours and hooked it together indicated a vulnerability he was willing to share to you to.

Without a word, you gently pulled his hand into yours and held it tightly, hoping that the words of comfort that were floating in your head right now was somehow transferred by the way you squeezed his hand.

“Dear,” You looked over to Sanji who looked both nervous and relieved, calling you in a tone that shook at the end of each syllable. “Could I be selfish, just this once, and ask something of you?”

“Of course.” Without a beat of hesitation, you answered.

With a shaky inhale, the cook nervously asked, “Could I rest my head on you for a while?”

Once more, you nodded and pulled away enough to make room for Sanji to lay down. You patted your lap and beckoned the cook to come closer with a smile.

Sanji slowly laid his head against your lap, letting out a small content sigh as he let his body rest against the sofa. His eyes closed shut when he felt your fingers run through his hair, a motion that oozed of affection and gentleness that it unknowingly brought tears into his eyes.

“Thank you.” The cook whispered into the air along with your name.

All he got in return was the gentlest kiss on the forehead and the resumed motion of your fingers running through his golden locks.

a/n : evil polycule, call that diabolycule

if there’s any errors, please look the other direction for i don’t think i even blinked once in the five hours i spent writing this blurb of a writing 😔 and if the characters seem ooc, please look the other direction also for i am very sleep deprived. the one piece brainrot is taking over and i had to output it somewhere and here we are! sanji is like a wet cat to me, hes so cute i want to punch vinsmoke judge for him

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x gn reader #luffy x gn reader #zoro x gn reader #roronoa zoro x reader #nami x gn reader #sanji x reader #sanji x gn reader #ussop x gn reader #luffy x reader #nami x reader

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creati-bunny · 19 hours ago

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SHANKS CLINGS ONTO YOU LIKE YOU ARE NOT ENEMIES BY NATURE. Scratches and hickeys adorned your naked body, draped with a white linen blanket; black eyes savor the sight of your asleep form on his bed, a peaceful look plastered on your face—different from your usual scowl.

He is a pirate, and you are a navy admiral.

Your hair forms a halo all over his pillow, your body breathing calmly and evenly. A crest of your land is tattooed on your back; his lips gently press kisses on the mark; his nose breathes in your scent—wanting to commit it to memory. The smell of the ocean mixed with the floral scent of your perfume still marks your skin. His lips graciously caress every single mark he has left on you. Shanks yearns for your touch, even after having his way with you for many, many hours.

Shanks’ heart beat, sensing you about to arise from your sleep. Your fingers, scarred from your past battles, washed away the sleep from your eyes; you realized that you are currently being spooned by the man behind you—whose right arm tightened more around you, not wanting to let go of you.

“Good morning, dear.”

Dear, huh?

His pet name for you was far too intimate, sending you awake straight away. You glanced at the clock above, already having missed the time for your meeting; you let out a regretful sigh, knowing you would get another earful from Akainu—a really good morning to you, alright.

“I have to go…” You sit down, yet your body feels heavy with the weight of Shanks on your shoulders, preventing you from moving; your eyes meet his half-lidded ones, his stubble brushing against your exposed shoulder—that look in his eyes is dangerous enough to make you want to come back into his arms. “Shanks…”

The man gave you only an innocent smile in return, heaving a sigh at your urgent expression. “Can’t you stay here any longer? You’re already late, my dearest; might as well enjoy it.” His lips seduce you, pressing them on your neck—his right hand stroking your waist sensually. “Come back to bed, please?”

“Clingy now, aren’t we?” You observed with an unimpressed look on your face.

“For you, always.”

You clenched your jaw. It gets under your skin knowing Shanks is aware that he is irresistible. A cocky smirk plastered on his face, he looks at you suggestively—the man takes advantage of his looks, his body also covered with marks you left on him; and he takes pride in it.

However, you have priorities and cannot afford to be distracted, even if it is him. “You’re pissing me off with that mouth of yours, you know that?”

“I distinctly remember you enjoying this mouth of mine last night,” he whispered in your ear; his words making you face him—and he did not hesitate to capture your lips with his own, his teeth nibbling your lower lip to let his tongue invade your mouth. Shanks let out a deep, muffled moan; the fire in him was being ignited, muttering a quiet plea to make you stay.

To his dismay, you pull away before it takes any further.

“Well then,” you stand up, already looking for your undergarments as well as your navy coat. The hickeys and teeth marks did not do well in hiding under your clothes, making you click your tongue. “I told you not to leave any marks, Shanks.”

Shanks did not give a single fuck about that. He wants people to remember that you’re taken, and that someone had already claimed your body—fuck, it was so hypocritical of him to have such thoughts, knowing damn well that you two are nothing more than just acquaintances.

He also stands up and gives you another wet kiss on your lips, savoring the last moments before you leave his ship. Shanks is this close to chaining you up and trapping you here forever. His eyes glinting in tenderness; a fixation with you, he makes his yearning for you so obvious—it twists your heart in an unusual way.

“I want everyone to know that you’re mine, dear,” Shanks comments in a playful tone. His eyes watch you hungrily as you do your business. “…and that I’m yours,” he claims with a fond tone in his voice, sending shivers down your spine.

You rolled your eyes in exchange for his response, glaring at him coldly.

“We are nothing like that. Have you forgotten about our agreement?”

The red-haired pirate is determined to change that.

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sunsburns · 3 months ago

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i’m sorry but pirate au with luke castellan is a vision that’s a little too clear

luke is a pirate, yes, but he’s not the bloodthirsty kind. he’s calculating, charming, and dangerously persuasive. he’d rather outsmart than overpower.

pirate!luke has a ridiculous bounty on his head. posters of his face are everywhere, but they never get his nose right. it pisses him off.

has a personal vendetta against the navy (or some powerful fleet) but plays it off like it’s nothing. you get the feeling it’s deeply personal.

his crew is loyal to him, not just because he’s a good captain, but because he genuinely cares for them. he takes care of his people.

he doesn’t just steal gold—he also steals information. he knows every trade route, every weak spot in the navy’s defences, every captain’s dirty little secret.

always has a backup plan. or three.

if he touches something, he’s stealing it. doesn’t matter if it’s valuable or not. you’ve caught him pocketing a fancy spoon just to prove he could.

pirate!luke is insanely good at getting out of trouble—except, for that one time, when he was tied to you on an enemy ship about to be thrown into the sea. but you guys pretend that never actually happened.

but there was always a before and after that incident.

before; the two of you had never worked with each other. you usually worked for some opposing group (but then again, who was not against whatever luke was doing?)

you’ve crossed paths way too many times, sometimes fighting, sometimes begrudgingly working together.

he flirts even when you’re trying to kill him.

you think he’s reckless. he thinks you’re too stubborn for your own good. you both might be right.

when you get captured together, he’s still smug about it. even when you’re tied up at the plank together, about to be dumped into the ocean to become shark food.

he has a scar on his face—you have no idea where it came from, but you find yourself tracing it absentmindedly one night before he catches your wrist.

pirate!luke can’t tie knots for shit. someone else on his crew does it for him. but he makes up for it by being insanely good at picking locks and his talent with a sword.

he curses in ancient greek. (and everyone finds it weird because you’re all in the middle of the caribbean)

if you ever actually beat him in a fight, he laughs, breathless, and looks at you like you hung the stars.

he has a thing for running his fingers over your pulse point. not even always in a flirty way—sometimes just thoughtful, absentminded. "still breathing? good. wouldn't want you dying on me yet."

pirate!luke is always grinning mid-fight, taunting his opponent like he has all the time in the world.

doesn’t carry just one sword. he’s got a hidden dagger strapped to his boot and another tucked in his belt, just in case. might even carry another sword on his back idk.

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somanyratsinthewalls · 10 months ago

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Hi! congrats for 700 followers!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 i love your fics and one shots <3

following the game… can i suggest Navy (ofc) Rabbit and if possible starfish too 🥺🥺🥺

Thank you 🫶🏼

HI SORRY THIS TOOK A BILLION YEARS BUT GUESS WHAT IT'S DONE NOW :) thank you for your patience sweet friend

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x Female Reader

Trope/Prompt: Friends to Lovers x Body Worship

Summary: Law finds out you've never had an orgasm. A doctor treats a patients ailments. You get the idea. MINORS DNI

WC: 3100 hehe

TWs: inexperienced reader, alcohol consuption, fingering, oral sex f receiving, power dynamic kinda, smooth talking Law, body worship and praise, pet names, ugh it's porn.

Climax (+18)

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Sure, the Heart Pirates weren’t the scariest or the biggest or the baddest pirate crew out there… but they were still pirates at the end of the day. The Heart Pirates could drink. Although Law himself didn’t indulge in as many rowdy evenings as the other members of his crew, he still enjoyed socializing with them. They were his crew, after all.

This particular evening, Law found himself bored of his work and decided to venture out from his office and into the common areas of the ship. Law shuffled tiredly towards the sound of glasses clinking and slurred voices talking over each other. He almost decides to turn back to his bedroom and try to get some shut eye. His back ached, the twinge in his muscles pleading with him to go to sleep, but he hears something else. Your lilted giggle floats through the metal halls of the submarine and straight into his ears. He wanted to at least see you before he went to bed… something sweet to think about as he fell asleep…

“Yeah, okay well you’re stupid, so.” You sip from your freshly cracked beer and roll your eyes at Shachi.

“Wow! What a good insult, y/n! You’re so fucking creative!” Shachi jeers at you with a big fake smile on his face. “I set you up, and you lost! You have to finish your drink, I don’t care that you just opened a new one!”

“Unless you want me to barf on your cards, probably not.” You chuckle.

“And I have seen her throw up. It is NOT cute.” Ikkaku pipes up. Ikkaku leans in and whispers purposefully loudly to Penguin. “Shes a scream-puker.”

“Okay so, I am not a scream-puker!” You defend yourself.

“Yeah, you are.”

Your head whips around towards the galley door. Law stands there leaning against the frame, looking exhausted, but that wasn’t out of the ordinary for him.

“Last time you had the flu I thought we were under attack and sounded the Tang’s defensive alarm.” Law says as he smirks at you.

You pout and turn back to the table.

“Okay that one time… and I was really sick, you know!” You huff.

“Room for one more?” Law grabs a beer out of the fridge and sits down at the dining table without waiting for a response.

“Of course, Captain!” Ikkaku chimes in. “We were just telling Shachi he has to finally tell that girl from the last island to stop calling him.”

“She’s sooooo hot though! And she’s totally into me!” Shachi pleads his case.

“We will never see her again!” You interject.

“So? She doesn’t know that! And besides, the phone sex is better than nothing-”

“You’re having phone sex? Here? On my ship?” Law immediately butts in and cocks his head in confusion.

“… is that? Is that not cool? Did we have a rule about that or something?” Shachi questions.

“No.. it’s just vile, Shachi.” Law shakes his head.

“Hah! He thinks you’re fuckin’ gross!” Ikkaku points and laughs directly at Shachi who was making quite the face. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh whatever, I’ve been getting the best sleep of my life thanks to this! I’m like, almost twice as productive as I normally am!” He tries to build his case back up.

“Why?” You ask, curious what those things had to do with each other.

“What do you mean? Everyone knows how great the sleep is after you finish, am I wrong?”

“You are correct there.” Penguin adds, sipping his beer. Ikkaku hums in agreement.

“Hah, okay. Wouldn’t know.” You add softly, secretly hoping no one would hear you.

“What?” Ikkaku turns to you and asks.

“Nothing it’s just that I… wouldn’t…? Know..?” Really pleading with your eyes for her to read between the lines and you wouldn’t have to say it out loud yourself.

“Wait okay… you’ve never… had an orgasm?” Ikkaku’s eyes widen.

“Correct.” You take a deep breath. “At least I don’t think I have.” You feign a laugh.

“Oh you’d KNOW.” Shachi affirms from across the table, also staring at you with a bewildered expression. “Woah… that’s crazy. Are you a virgin or something?” He continues.

“No!” You defend yourself. “The guys I’ve been with just suck, apparently. Can we stop talking about this?” You knit your eyebrows together and rub your eyes.

“No way this is fascinating. How old are you? Twenty five? And you’ve never had an orgasm? Like never once? Even by yourself?” Ikkaku probes further.

“Oooookay guys I never miss a good time to shut the fuck up, so I am going to head to bed!” You stand up from the table and straighten out your boiler suit. You were met with pleas and apologies from your crew mates, while your captain remained stoic during the entire exchange. You felt his eyes burning a hole through you as you left the galley.

You swiftly make your way through the metal corridors of the ship towards your stateroom. You weren’t upset at your crew mates, it really was fascinating how you had made it this long in your life without feeling the peak of physical pleasure. It wasn’t for lack of trying, you had tried several times to pleasure yourself… and taken a small handful of lovers, none of whom could make you cum.

You slip off your boiler suit and let it fall to the floor in an off-white heap. You pick out some grey pajamas, a thin camisole and matching shorts, throw it on and sit on your bed to brush out your hair. You untie your hair from the thick bun on your head and let it cascade down your bare shoulders.

You had almost finished brushing our your locks when you notice the room has somehow changed… as if in the blink of an eye everything was sheathed in a faint blue glow. A familiar blue…

“Wait no!” You could barely yelp out before you ass meets a different surface in an instant. “Ah!” You gasp and open your eyes to see that you’re no longer in your own bed, but in Law’s. You blink rapidly for a few moments to try and regain your surroundings. You catch your breath.

You look up and see Law standing at the edge of his bed, looking at you with his shirt unbuttoned. Did he already have it unbuttoned when you were drinking… or did he take it off since then…?

“Gods, Law.” You sigh and shake your head. “You can’t keep doing that to people. You could have just called my snail or something.”

“Heard Shachi’s been keeping the line busy tonight.” Law looks down at your barely covered form on his bed. You push your legs up to your chest and wrap your arms around them. He smirks. “So… is it true?” Law walks slowly around to the side of the bed, eyes never leaving yours. He was like an animal stalking its prey.

“T-the orgasm thing?! T-thats what you brought me here to talk about?!” You could feel your cheeks flush bright red. You sink your head further behind your legs. “I-it’s really not a big deal…” You turn your eyes down to avoid his gaze.

“You know, the human orgasm is really just a tool.” Law continues eyeing your body and ignoring what you had just said. “The reason it feels so good goes back to our earliest days of evolution. All living organisms, even plants, exist with one similar purpose in common. Do you know what that is, y/n?”

You pick your head up a bit from behind your knees.

“T-to… n-not get eaten by a larger thing?” You sputter out.

“Reproduction.” Law answers his own question. “Every creature is designed with a primal need to create more of itself…” He paces towards his nightstand and back before taking his massive sword off his back and setting it against the bedpost. “The male orgasm is necessary for human reproduction, obviously. But the female orgasm…” He trails off and you look up and lock eyes. “Is it a bit more complicated…”

“O-okay?”

“Some professionals say the spasming of the female reproductive organs during orgasm allows for easier penetration through the cervix for the ejaculate to pass through… and some say the female orgasm doesn’t even exist at all…”

“Are you seriously doctor-ing me about this?!?” You finally find your voice a bit stronger in your throat. “I’ve lived this long without it and-“

“I however, y/n, don’t care what the purpose of it is. And I do know it exists. And I plan on giving you at least one this evening.” Law says as he sheds his button down off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Tattoos on full display, his chiseled abdominal muscles right at your eye level paired with the topic of conversation made you press your legs together even harder.

“C-captain that is highly unnecessary and unprof-“ You try to protest shakily.

“Nonsense.” Law steps so his thighs are against the edge of the bed. His right hand comes up to drag two fingers up your calf and rest his palm on your knee. He rubbed soft circles onto your knee with his thumb. “Now if you’re done being so stubborn, we can get started.”

You leaned back on your elbows and blinked up at the man standing before you, your captain. You couldn’t believe this was really happening, but you were too stunned to question it. You trusted him with your life and more, why not let him try and help you?

“Alright.” You say softly, more to yourself than to Law.

“Good. Now take your clothes off.”

You cock your head back in surprise and your eyes widen.

“Getting straight to it I guess…” You chuckle nervously.

“We can go slower, if you’d like?” Law takes his hand off your leg, a genuine look of care in his grey eyes.

“No no! I-it’s fine! I just didn’t, you know… like… well I wasn’t really planning for anyone to see me naked tonight is all!” You say awkwardly.

“The only thing I care about tonight is pleasuring you. Will you let me?”

You don’t say anything in response, but you lift your thin grey camisole over your head and throw it to the floor. You didn’t look up to see Law’s response, you just shimmied your shorts down your legs and resumed your position laying on Law’s bed.

Fully bare in front of your captain, you could feel your cheeks become hotter than they’ve ever been.

“So what should-“ You begin.

“Fucking gorgeous.” Law interrupts.

“S-sorry?” You question.

“You are so fucking hot. So pretty.” Law was no longer staring into your eyes, but raking his gaze all over your naked body. “Spread your legs for me, yah?” Law asks, a bit more pleading than his normal demanding tone. It was like something shifted in him once you had taken your clothes off. He returns his hand to your knee, bringing his other hand as well this time to gently push your legs open to expose your sex to him. You hear him suck in a breath.

Suddenly, Law pounces on you. You’re knocked back on the bed further and your head hits the mattress. Law chuckles playfully above you as he supports himself on his hands, black shaggy hair falling towards your face.

“Hi.” He grins down at you.

“H-hi..” You manage to smile back. Law leans down further and begins placing wet kisses along your neck, craning your head to the side almost involuntarily. “O-oh okay.. t-that’s fine… AH!” You feel a cold hand pinch your left nipple.

“So sensitive… this is going to be easy..” You feel Law’s mouth curve into a smile as he litters more kisses on you, this time across your collarbone. He moves his head lower and captures your right nipple in his soft lips and sucks gently. You let out a long sigh and throw your head back against the mattress further. Quiet gasps left your mouth as he worked your chest in his hands and tongue.

Without fully realizing that Law’s hand had left your breast, you feel it cup your mound firmly without warning. You try to close your legs instinctively at the sudden contact.

“Ah ah, no y/n. You’ve been hiding this pretty thing from me for too long.” Law says as he pulls back from your chest. He pressed his fingers against the top of your slit and started rubbing it in circles. “I promise it’ll feel so good.”

Law leans up and places a gentle kiss on your parted mouth, you were too dazed to kiss him back just yet. He pulls away and settles himself on the floor on his knees in front of where you were laying. Strong arms hook under your knees and drag you swiftly so that your legs were hanging off the bed and your sex was mere inches from his hungry gaze and spit-slicked lips.

“Even more fucking beautiful than I’d imagined…” Law says as he spreads your pussy with his thumb and forefinger, exposing your throbbing clit and dripping hole to him. “So eager and ready for me…”

“Wait you imagi- SHIT!” You cry out as you feel Law’s hot tongue lap at your clit. It was so good, so thoughtful, so precise… he knew exactly what he was doing. “Oh my god-“ You had never received better head and he was only just getting started… maybe he was going to fulfill his promise. He alternative between suckling at your sensitive pearl and taking wide swaths over your whole sex with his entire mouth, as if he was trying to drink up every last drop your pussy was offering him.

“So sweet…” You could barely understand what Law was muttering about, he was so drunk off your essence that all you could really hear was pained moans and groans of ��mmhmmpph” as he enjoyed your taste. Your back was arching off the bed and you grabbed at Law’s hair, pulling him impossibly closer to you as you wanted to make sure he kept going.

You moaned loudly as he slipped two fingers into your eager hole. He distracted you with harsh sucks to your clit as he crooked his fingers upwards inside of you.

“Wait fuck!” You cry out, feeling a foreign sensation as Law pulled on that spot inside your walls.

“Yeah there it is baby… there it is right there… let it happen…” Law cooed into your wetness as he continued to hammer into your sweet spot with his two fingers. He resumed his ministrations on your clit.

“Law! I can’t!” You gasp as that warmth and pressure in your lower half grew stronger and tighter.

“You can… get out of that pretty little head of yours, babe. Stop thinking and just let it go…”

You try to center yourself and clear your mind, eliminating all thoughts except for the feeling of Law’s hands and mouth on you. It wasn’t hard to do, his presence took over your every sense entirely… the heady smell of his cedar cologne, the absolute determined and lust-filled look in his eyes that were peeking up at you from between your legs, and the overwhelming feeling of his mouth lapping up your juices with fervor.

“I-I think… ah! Fuck!” Your shoulders lurch forward on their own, your walls starting to tighten sporadically around Law’s thick fingers.

“You’re so close, pretty girl… just a little more… squeeze those tits for me, yah?” Law asks before returning his mouth to your throbbing nub.

You do as you’re told and you wrap your manicured hands around your own breasts. You pull desperately at your nipples and cry out from the intense pleasure.

“Law!” You moan your captain’s name as tears prick the corners of your eyes from the sensation.

“Cum.” Law growls.

With a strangled scream, everything in your body released and your breath caught in your throat. Euphoric waves pulsed from your sex outwards and you felt the tears fall freely from your lash line as your legs shook. Your scream turned into a moan, and then fell into a whine as you suddenly felt too sensitive to have Law’s touch on you and you squirmed away.

You caught your breath after what could have been 30 seconds or 5 minutes and take a look between your legs. Law stared up at you, face and bangs soaked in some sort of liquid… your liquid… and a stupid grin plastered across his face.

“Holy fuck, I’m sorry I-“ You stutter out through heaving breaths.

“Don’t.” Law stops you. “Don’t apologize. That was so fucking hot. Didn’t peg you for a squirter. Nice.” He rubs his hands on your thighs as he stands up. Your face flushes impossibly redder. “How do you feel?” Law asks.

“I…” You flop your head back onto Law’s bed. “I feel like I got hit by a sea train but also incredibly light? My legs feel like pudding.” You sit back up on your elbows. “Law… captain… That was amazing…” You smile up at him.

“Good.” Law looks down at the mess you’ve made between your legs and on his comforter. He looks down at his chest and sees even more remnants of your release.

“How about we get cleaned up before bed and I can show you a few more things, yah? You’re staying with me tonight.” Law offers you a hand and you stand up on shaky legs to follow him to the bathroom.

“Hmmm maybe this time it can be your turn?” You glance down at Law’s obvious bulge straining against his spotted jeans. “I owe you one, right?” You smirk.

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>:)

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starrynightarchive · 6 months ago

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no one's doing it like fujitora issho. he is a navy admiral. he hates the world government. he is a gambling addict. he solely operates on the fuck around and find out policy. he blinded himself because he hates the world. he eats soba in a battlefield. he has no respect for authority. he takes all his major decisions by rolling dice. his observation haki is so insanely good that he can direct pieces of rubble to fall around ships that are sailing away from them. he uses a cane to walk. he can summon meteors. he says 'oops, my bad' because he forgot not everyone/everything can casually survive meteors. he has no pride and doesn't hesitate to fall on his knees to apologize for crimes that aren't his on national television. he says he's going on a side quest because he doesn't want to see akainu and lose face by apologizing to him. he is justice personified. he lets a pirate go because he thinks he's neat and goes back to eating soba noodles. what a legend.

#can you see he is one of my favourite characters already #he has such a good design it's insane #fujitora issho #one piece fujitora #admiral fujitora #one piece #vi talks

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tinfoil-jones · 5 months ago

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The pursuit of knowledge is long and demanding but do you also wanna know what else is long and demanding? That right! My need for this man *point to jerk Ford* so here are more questions (I realized the lack of child jerk Ford and sea grunks and now my brain won't leave me alone)

1. Since jerk Ford is a jerk from birth and holds a grudge till the day he dies, how much of Crampelter life did he ruin? I wanna see little jerk Ford saying fuck you and little Stan's reaction

2. If Stan were to get grounded or get detention, how much longer till jerk Ford also gets grounded or gets detention? Or does he just break Stan out of them?

3. Has there been time where Stanley does something bad but people just assumed it's jerk Ford pretending to be Stan or that Stan was pressured into helping jerk Ford? I need to know who Filbrick blames for the missing golden chain in the lost legend comic

4. We're there like full-blown panic for the coast guard, the navy, the fishermen, the pirate, and the marine life? Because "oh God he's in the seas, HE'S IN THE SEAS"

(I will be back >:) muehehehehe)

(1)

In High School, people told Crampelter to leave Stanford Pines alone; that even though he wasn't as big as his brother, he still could and would hurt you in ways you never thought possible.

Crampelter did not listen.

After a week of no retribution from Jerk Ford, and Crampelter assumed that everyone must have been exaggerating, sure the guy was mouthy as hell but-

Wait.

Why is he telling everyone he f***ed Crampelters mom?

He's just bluffing, there's no way-

And then Crampelters mom goes to jail for statutory. And he never lives it down.

He had to move out of Glass Shard Beach after High School.

(2)

Believe it or not, in the AU Stan was a good student. Teachers realized early on that the only way to keep Jerk Ford somewhat behaved was to keep his twin with him, because he was the only person he wasn't a jerk to and could actually talk him down.

So Stanley got a lot of extra help and support from the school and even his parents for his learning needs to be met, so he and Jerk Ford could share as many classes as possible throughout their school years.

Obviously they didn't share every single class because they still had differing interests (Jerk Ford taking robotics while Stan was a theatre kid) and Jerk Ford was a Math and Science prodigy, but they were usually in the same core classes.

Jerk Ford was indefinitely banned from detention in his Freshman year because if he was in detention, you bet whoever the teacher or supervisor was wasn't going to be there.

(3)

Because of how catastrophically bad Jerk Ford was, nothing Stanley did in comparison could ever look that bad.

Stanley took the gold chain? That same week, he and Jerk Ford tried opening a lemonade stand only for the Sibling brothers to do the same thing and take all of their business (not that they got a lot because everyone in Glass Shard Beach stayed clear of Jerk Ford even at the tender age of twelve).

And what happens? Well, Jerk Ford said or did something because the Sibling brothers stand was shut down by the Food and Drug Administration (FDA), and also the f***ing FBI showed up; Ascot and Dickie had to wear ankle monitors all summer.

Stanley wouldn't let Jerk Ford take the fall for something he did, however, so he'd own up to it. He'd be punished like a normal kid, none of that 'hold an extra Stan sign' stuff.

(4)

When the expedition for the Stan O'War II began, Jerk Ford was mostly unknown at first. He'd been out of his dimension and believed to be dead for three decades.

At first.

#Jerk Ford AU #Jerk Ford #gravity falls #ford pines #stanford pines #stan pines #stanley pines #au #grunkle stan #grunkle ford #gravity falls au #crampelter

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luffysscraps · 2 years ago

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Please I have baby fever! I NEED monster trio as dads headcanons. I blame Bluey for this. Thanks in advance 💕🤞🏾

Monster trio as fathers

Ft; Luffy, Zoro, Sanji

Cw; Fem reader. Nothing else just fluff.

•Luffy

Luffy gets you pregnant by accident. But he’s not worried about it at all, he’s really happy. “We’re having a baby?! That’s so cool!” He’s very excited to be a father but knows little to nothing about it.

You two have a baby girl. And he’s so happy! He doesn’t care much about the gender of the baby. He’ll love his child no matter what. The second she’s out of you and into his hands he holds her up for everyone to see. “Look! Look she’s here!” He shouts while joyful tears fall from his cheeks.

His little girl gets only the best from Luffy. He bathes her, feeds her and changes her all the time. He feeds her a little bit too much, and she has a never ending stomach like her father. She’s almost always hungry resulting in baby chub.

A giggly baby! This girl loves to laugh! She laughs more then anything else and with her jokester of a father she gets more then enough daily giggles. His stretchy skin makes for a great toy! He can pull on his face and make funny faces. Give her a finger to tug and listen to her laugh as it stretches. And even great to chew on. She kinda ends up thinking every human is like that though and tugs on people randomly. And she’s got a lot of strength for a baby (I mean look at who her dad is.) The force of her tug was enough to trip Zoro.

But once she’s old enough to start crawling and waddling, Luffy’s always active with her, chasing her, playing tag with her and playing with her. Her baby chub quickly melts away with him around. She’s so playful, always babbling and tugging on his leg to chase her and Luffy’s always up for the challenge. She has Luffy’s big wide eyes and looks like a carbon copy of her father.

These two are always talking, like always. Even when she literally can’t communicate beyond a few words and the rest is babbles. He will sit there and listen to her for hours on end and respond to everything she’s saying as if she’s actually speaking. He loves hearing her voice, whether it’s her managing to say ‘papa’ or her spitting her tongue out at him.

He takes her everywhere with him. He’s always holding her close to his chest while exploring new towns and villages. Everyone tells him not to bring her into dangerous places but he doesn’t listen. So to calm everyone’s nerves a little bit, Franky makes him a chest baby carrier that’s reinforced with armor. That only ends up making it worse though because now he thinks he can take her exploring with him. Like this man sees no problem in adventuring in a scary, dark forest where man eating predators are everywhere with a baby. He slingshots back to the ship with her in her carrier giggling against his chest and he feels proud of himself. Only for Nami to hit him and tell him how dangerous that was. The only situation he hands her off to you or someone else is when he’s about to engage in a tough battle. He’s confident in his skills and knows he can win but he’s not taking any chances of his sunshine getting hurt.

Given she looks just like her father, (and the fact he practically shoved her in Koby’s and Helmeppo’s faces when their fleet showed up to apprehend them) the navy knows the king of the pirates has a child. They’ve been trying to wipe you off the map for some time now and the same goes for your daughter despite her only being months old. No matter they’re not getting their hands on her. Luffy is serious when anything has to do with his daughter and if the marines think they can pull a fast one on him and kidnap his daughter, He sends their whole fleet to a watery grave. Even taking out every nearby marine base in the area to send a loud and clear message to the marines. ‘Don’t fuck with his daughter.’

When she’s around 5 the two somehow manage to get even closer then before. With her newfound ability to talk and make sense while doing it. They talk for HOURS. About food, games, books, the sky, fishing, everything. He tells her tales of his adventures and how her papa became pirate king. The two are best friends.

In all honesty he wants another one, maybe two, or three if you let him. She brings him back to when he was a kid and he wants her to have siblings like he did. But then he remembers an important lesson that he passes down to his daughter.

Luffy sits on the thousand Sunny’s figurehead. His daughter sitting besides him and wearing her straw hat that he had passed down to her. The little girl carrying the legacy of the king of the pirates without knowing it. They’re both silent but it’s a comfortable silence. He then looks over to her with a soft smile on his lips, bringing a finger up to her cheek and poking her. He laughs and brings her closer to him sitting her down on his lap. Some wisdom from the past remerges while he watches the sunset with his daughter. And suddenly he begins to speak. “Here’s a little secret sunshine, once you share a bottle of sake, you can become siblings with anyone.”

“Really? That’s all it takes?”

“Of course it does! Your papa would never lie to you! So when you find your long lost sibling. Rejoice with them over sake. Alright?”

“Alright papa!” Luffy smiles and looks at the setting sun wondering what the future held for the little girl who had the world in her palms.

•Zoro

“Run that by me again…?” Just like Luffy, Zoro gets you pregnant by accident. It’s not that he’s scared or anything, you’re the only woman he’d want to have a child with. But it’s just that he’s not prepared. It was something he wasn’t expecting.

The two of you have a baby boy. In all honesty that’s what he was hoping for. You swear while you’re recovering from giving birth you heard him give out a small cheer in triumph when Chopper announced the gender. ‘Did he think this was a challenge?!’ He’s attached the second he holds him. His son melts his heart when he grasps his giant finger with his tiny one.

Although he wasn’t prepared he’s surprisingly good with a child. He changes him, feeds him and bathes him. Bonding over the little moments like washing out his hair for the first time. You swear you saw tears but this man literally forced the tear back into his eye when you pointed it out.

His son is silent baby. He doesn’t cry, he doesn’t whine. He only lets out small babbles every now and again when he’s trying to get your attention. You ask Chopper if he’s okay and he’s perfectly healthy. He just doesn’t show a lot of emotion. You can get him to laugh, giggle and smile if you try but on the day to day he is totally silent.

When Zoro has to watch him, he trains with him on top of him. Using his son as a little extra weight. It’s kinda adorable actually. He’s lifting up tons of weight above his head while the baby boy is sucking his thumb in the sling around his chest. He’s acting so tough while doing dead lifts. And every time he comes back down he gives his son a little forehead kiss.

When he begins crawling and waddling Zoro is determined to get him walking. He’s literally the best baby coach, always hyping his son up for the littlest things. “ ‘Atta boy!” “That’s my son!” “Did anyone else see that?! That’s my kid! He came from me!” Like- calm down he just clapped his hands. He supports his son in every little thing and helps him walk for the first time. Again he sucks up his tears and pretends he’s not crying. He’s so proud of the little guy.

He mostly hands him off to you when you guys are on a new island. He knows his son is safe with you, and with you carrying the baby he can protect both of you at the same time. Plus he’s known to get lost and one of his worse fears is getting lost with his child. If he’s lost by himself as least he knows you two are both safe. If he got lost with his child he’d be paranoid for his child’s safety. He knows he can protect him from any physical harm but he can’t use three sword style with him near. Plus he’d have to make sure he’s hydrated, and well fed, and it’s just a lot of stress on him. It’s better if you have him and stick in groups when exploring.

When he’s finally starting to walk on his own Zoro buys him a small wooden toy sword. And just like his father he’s skilled with a sword. He loves it a lot, he likes to swing it on anything and everything. He often knocks anyone who walks past him on their legs and his favorite victim is Sanji. And Zoro’s just like “Yes, Yes hit him!” You apologize daily to Sanji when you find your son has been beating him up all day. Your son is confused, Papa says yes and mama says no. So to please you both he hits Sanji when his father’s near and doesn’t when you’re nearby.

Once he’s 5 Zoro starts training his little boy. He’s not soft on him at all and respects him as a swordsmen. Although Zoro loved his teacher when he was younger he just had wished he had treated him like he was an equal instead of a child. So he instructs his son as if they are equal. Most think this would cause him to relent his father but your son has Roronoa genes and it just bonds him closer with his father.

Zoro’s sword clashes against the smaller sword as his son’s stance was getting tougher and harder to block. Nonetheless Zoro doesn’t let him win. He smacks the sword out of his hand and makes him yield. “That’s another win-“ Zoro goes to speak but he sees the slight tension in his son’s eyes and immediately bends down to the boy’s height. “What’s troubling ya kid?”

“I just don’t get it. I can defeat pirates twice my size, Marines, almost anyone, but I can’t beat you.” Zoro hears his son’s lament and it reminds him of a familiar feeling he had when he was younger. And before he can speak another word Zoro leans in and hugs him. “So? What does it matter. Maybe one day you’ll beat me, maybe one day you won’t. Maybe one day you’ll beat someone stronger than me… maybe you won’t. And that’s okay. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, and if you want to defeat me well it’ll take a lot longer and more practice.” Zoro picks up the green haired boy and holds him in his hands running a hand through his shaggy locks.

“Don’t pressure yourself. Just worry about what you can do today. Tomorrow will always exist.” Zoro says simply and that calms the five year old’s nerves. The male gives him a smile and ruffles his locks before going to leave the crow’s nest. “Alright now let’s find mama.”

•Sanji

Unlike everyone else, Sanji gets you pregnant because you two think you’re ready for a child. Keyword Is think. “Oh my love~ I’ve prepared the strawberries cream cheese and jalapeños you’ve request~!“ You don’t lift a finger during your pregnancy. Sanji does everything for you and forbids you to go exploring or fight during this time. For better or for worse you stay with the Sunny every time it docks. And Sanji prefers to stay with you every time but if he genuinely can’t and needs to help protect the crew he kisses you like it’s his last every single time.

You two have a baby girl and Sanji is ecstatic. He’s going overboard already, buying hundreds of outfits, toys and baby equipment. He bathes her, cleans her, feeds her and if he knew how Sanji would breath for her. You rarely get to see her and she’s YOUR baby. Like Sanji’s practically raising her all by himself. He does her hair, combing her long blonde locks back into two big pigtails. She looks just like her father, even having his ‘curly brows’.

She’s a shy baby. She’s a scaredy cat, and she cries easily. Sanji’s always there to help her feel better. He’s always there to rock her to sleep, and to play with her to stop her from crying. It takes a while for her to get settled with the crew as they all sorta scared her and made her tear up. But Zoro scared her the most for some odd reason. She starts screaming and crying whenever he enters the room and Sanji immediately gets pissed at him. “GET OUT OF HERE MOSS HEAD!” And your daughter is grateful her father’s there to protect her from that scary man.

He sits her down in a high chair nearby while he’s cooking. Making sure to keep her far away from any harm but close enough encase she falls out of the chair. She loves to sing and babble Melodies. She makes the perfect cooking partner. He listens to her sing while he works and hands off little cuts of food to her to taste. “Hmm this taste good?” He’d ask when he hands her a slice carrot. She babbles happily nodding her head while chewing on the carrot slice.

He’s a helicopter parent. He’s always making sure his baby girl is safe. He’s always checking that knifes are put away, and that she can’t play with anything dangerous. Hell he even bubble wraps some baby toys that are too sharp for his likings (calm down babe it’s a plastic fishing rod). He keeps her away from the railings, standing far back and holding her tightly so there’s no chance of her falling in. The worse thing that could possibly happen to him is if she ever gets hurt. Even small bumps or her falling down breaks his self esteem. “I’m a terrible father, how could I have let this happen.” He soothes her pain to the best of his ability but feels so, so terrible he let it happen.

He’s a picture dad. Whoever let this man get his hands on a camera made the biggest mistake of their lives because now they have to deal with him showing them baby pictures of her. Every single second of the day. “Oh! Oh here’s where she spit out her tongue at her food! And here’s her sleepy face! Isn’t she so adorable!” He gushes over her showing them pictures and taking up their life while his daughter is right there staring at them both. He takes pictures of every little moment and makes not just one scrap book, but multiple. On every island he makes sure to stock up on camera film because it’s most likely going to be gone by tomorrow.

Speaking of which when the Sunny is docked on a new island your daughter is with you at all times. Knowing Luffy’s attraction to danger and how he’s one of the strongest he often has to fight. He instructs you to run and hide in the safest place possible with your daughter if danger arises. He trusts you to protect her but when push comes to shove but he rather you both are safe while there’s danger around. And if you’re threatened, or worse. Your daughter is. Sanji will rip anyone who threatens his family apart and with no remorse. Even women. That’s how you know he’s serious.

When she’s 5 Sanji’s even closer with his little one. He buys her anything she asks for! It’s all worth it just to see her smile. (Nami never gives him allowance anymore since he spent millions of berry on a purebred horse rental for her). She’s the sweetest little girl around, and has a soft spot for animals. She wants to become a veterinarian even. And while Sanji knows little to nothing about animal care, he’s still his daughter’s biggest fan and supporter. But his world opened when he found his daughter we crying, he wondered why but then saw the dead squirrel in her palms. She must have snuck it back on the ship and kept it as a pet, but due to Sanji’s sheltering she didn’t know what was going on. He neglected to teach her about death, he thought such scary things and concepts could wait until she was older but it was clear he made a mistake.

“P-papa….” “Oh come here sweetheart…” Sanji engulfs her in a hug and pulls her into his lap while she cries into his chest. “I don’t know why he won’t wake up! I brought him food and water! B-but he hasn’t woken up in two days! I-I don’t know why but I feel sad! W-what’s wrong with Mr. Squirrel?” As his daughter cries and sniffles against him he doesn’t know where to start really. He stammers over his words before he starts. “Honey…Mr. Squirrel is dead…” “He stopped breathing and now he’s not here anymore. No one knows where you go when you die but he’s not with us anymore.”

“O-oh… well can he come back and say goodbye first?”

“I’m sorry sweetie but that’s not possible.”

“Oh well…. Can… can we die too? Is that gonna happen to you one day? And… mama? And me?”

“Yes sweetheart. Everyone dies. But it’s always at the right time, you’ll make memories you’ll never forget and when it’s time for your journey to end. It must meet its end.”

“I don’t want to die.”

“No one does. And if you could live forever I’d find a way for you too. But for now it’s something that happens to everyone and everything. There’s no need to be scared of it. It’s just apart of life. Don’t worry about it now my love, for now we can burry Mr. Squirrel and have a funeral at the next island. Would you like that my dear?”

The air is quite somber as the little girl processes what death is and that she can’t run away from it. Her tears come to a stop and suddenly she doesn’t feel that sad anymore now that she realizes it’s a part of life. “Mmhmm… I’d like that.” She whispers and Sanji smiles at her picking her up and exiting her bedroom. “Now let’s go find a shoebox to put him in until the next island.”

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innerfare · 9 months ago

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Cold as Ice - Ace

Summary: Ace realizes he's in love with you; a short drabble

Genre: A little fluffy, a little angsty

CW: None // SFW

Word Count: 492

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Ace burned as hot as the sun. He had an inferno raging inside him that he could unleash on his enemies with a wave of his hand. He could blaze a path through the world, and if someone tried to burn him, he could walk right through the fire they set.

His opponents squinted at the sight of him, as if he burned too brightly to look at, and he was personally responsible for more sunken Navy vessels in the New World than any other pirate aboard Whitebeard’s crew. The WE Newspaper had even written articles on the costs Navy had incurred from he alone. Everyone feared the Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates.

But you were different.

The mere sight of you made Ace feel like he was encased in ice.

When you smiled at him, when you laughed at something a crew member said and the sound drifted across the deck of the Moby Dick- and even worse, when you laughed at one of his jokes, when you walked past him and he caught a whiff of your floral shampoo, when your soft hand brushed his calloused one, you made him freeze.

You made him shiver when you said his name. You made him want to drink a gallon of boiling water to thaw his insides when you shared your food with him. You made his blood run cold in his veins, slowing to a creep like a river congested with ice.

At its core, that chill was fear. Ace was terrified, and he felt it in his soul.

When he looked at you, all he could think about was the brother he’d lost and the oath he’d sworn to himself never to lose one of his loved ones ever again, never to fail again. He could handle Luffy taking dumb risks because Ace had overseen Luffy’s training himself. Ace knew Luffy could fight.

But what about you?

Could you handle yourself when he wasn’t around?

He’d seen you do it, and yet, he worried about you in a way he had never worried about Luffy, likely because he loved you in a way he didn’t love Luffy. He didn’t love you like a kid brother, he loved you like a woman.

The realization he was in love with you came down on him like a giant icicle that broke off the eve of a roof and impaled him.

He wanted to wrap you in his arms but was scared he would squeeze you too tight and break you. He wanted to warm you up on chilly winter nights but was paranoid he might lose control and burn you. He wanted to take you along on every adventure he set off on but was terrified something would happen to you and it would all be his fault.

He loved you so much it burned, but it burned cold.

You alone had the power to make Fire Fist Ace shiver.

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☠️ land-hoe Follow

ok has anyone else noticed the tension between captain lyre and that triton woman

🫧 underthesea Follow

"that triton woman" is the princess of the entire undersea

☠️ land-hoe Follow

wait what

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⚔️ deckswabber Follow

FUCK ME LIFEEEE our captain be flirting with the fishes again

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🏴‍☠️ scrimshaw Follow

should i call her

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🧜 thetaleofnudibranch Follow

im trying to finish the script for my play but i keep overhearing her majesty angrily talking about that really famous pirate captain

🧜 thetaleofnudibranch Follow

ivory is trying to calm her down and its semi-working? the princess will go quiet for a few minutes and then she seemingly remembers another thing and starts ranting

🧜 thetaleofnudibranch Follow

she has been talking about the captain's eyes and how much they sicken her for an hour.

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i shouldn't have taken this job

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🦈 inlesbianswithcalypso Follow

hey was anyone gonna tell me our princess was into women before i found out from a seablr post talking about her affair(?) with a pirate captain. i could've been fighting for her hand in marriage this whole time and no one told me

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🪸 guardsman-ivory Follow

Hello everyone! I just wanted to come say this as her majesty Calypso's personal guard; the princess is NOT having an affair with the famous pirate captain of the Scrimshaw! Her majesty infact hates that woman, and is trying her very best to kill her! Thank you for your time.

🗡️ piratedyke Follow

i saw the princess making out with captain lyre in some backwater bar a few islands away from the mainland. im sorry girl she's infatuated

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🦜 poly-polly Follow

i seriously cant believe you all can just live with captain lyre of the scrimshaw being here on tumblr!!! she's horrible. the things she's done are atrocious, she should NOT be allowed a platform like this!!!

☠️ land-hoe Follow

polly just say you're bitter about her dumping you and go

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🦐 as-shrimple-as-that Follow

who is captain lyre and why am i hearing so much about her????

🐳 whalesong Follow

op do you live in a trench or something?? she's the most wanted criminal oversea

🐳 whalesong Follow

also shes fucking the princess

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🏴‍☠️ scrimshaw Follow

GUESS WHO'S STEALING FROM THE NAVY AGAIN LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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#oc: calypso nudibranch #oc: jasmine lyre #captains orders #lyrebranch #fake dashboard #fakeposting #unreality

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cokou · 10 months ago

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hello dear cokou! could you possible write a Law/strawhat!reader during their time at punk hazard. Law gravitates towards them since they aren’t as rowdy as the rest of the crew. i’m sorry if i didn’t articulate myself well, english isnt my first language.

Note ✉* ~ I LOVEE THIS REQUEST ANON, thank you so so much for requesting♥️ Also most of this contains some spoilers and non-spoils lelll! || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ Law thinks you're less of a nuisance to be a Strawhat. Warnings* ~ SPOILERS FOR PUNK HAZARD! Shit writing || Genre* ~ SFW

ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ, ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ?

It surely was one of the most unsurprising things your Captain's ever done. Without anyone's opinion at all, HE decided that Trafalgar, will set up an alliance with your crew. WITHOUT asking for negative reactions at all, of course it's a typical thing that usually happens all the time by the pirate crew.

Law implies that he would be helping around with the Straw Hats in order to complete his far goal. Not even an hour in with Luffy and the other Straw Hats, he already grew veins on his forehead that were about to pop from the annoyance he received from all of their bullshits.

Zoro and Sanji kept fighting, Nami was beating Luffy up, and Franky kept screaming 'super' while everyone was in the middle of a fight. Not even Robin could comprehend with whatever was happening, it was all so noisy for the love of God. The snow was was violently raining upon you guys and your coat was starting to not help at all. You distance yourself apart from everyone to get away from their abominations.

Law follows right behind you, slowly catching up with you.

"Are they always like this?" Law asks.

"They have always been, sorry about their stupid behaviours." You sigh whilst looking back to see how the fight was going, it was toning down, yet it was still loud.

"All i'm gonna ask is how you comprehend yourself with them all the time."

"I usually isolate myself from them when a fight breaks out, which is every single day. It's been a constant routine for me." You give him a laugh.

Law frowns at the thought of bearing with them every single day and shook his head in disapprovement. You two ended up eating the time avoiding the fight in utter silence, sometimes offering questions to each other to lessen the boredom and awkwardness of the time being.

The fight stops (suprisingly) after a huge snowball got flung onto them and crushing them like pancakes.

"Where did that snowball come from?!" You shrieked.

"Don't tell them it was me." Law smiles and you two laughed your asses about it.

Ever since then Law pretty much gravitates towards you whenever you all are about to go somewhere, it's not because he likes you (he does), it's simply because you're much more chiller and less loud than everyone from the crew. You had sticked with Law as he gives you the peace that you surely deserve.

Course— not everything simply comes to a happy ending, the Navy reaches Punk Hazard. Law was more than able to meet them as he exited Caesar's lab, he picked up a fight with Vice Admiral Smoker and managed to take his heart and exchange it with their captain, Tashigi. Afterwards, he left and met you, and the straw hats once again.

Law darts towards you, completely dodging Luffy's handshake, making Luffy feel dismay.

"I don't think attacking them was a good idea."

"Would you rather die than fight the navy?" Law skeptically asked.

"No way!" You chuckle.

Towards the whole day, you spent time looking at unfamiliar things that you havent seen before. You found an ice-like flower (no its not in one piece😢), and suprisingly found out that it was used to make a certain medicine, said Law. On the way to the mountains, Law and you, got into some 'little' chatters thinking that everyone was following.

"Where are they?!" You yelped.

"Maybe they got lost." Law sighs.

Correction, BOTH of you got lost. You two retraced your steps but was disappointed as the heavy snowfall refrained you two from going back to the same direction as the last time. You two were led into the big crater parting the burning lands and the ice lands.

"OOI! (Name)! Tra-guy!" Luffy waved at the opposite side of the crater.

"Luffy?? how did you guys get there?!" You screamed.

"We swam the crater!" Another correction, Zoro and Sanji swam them into the other side.

Law grabs your clothes and walked backwards to the direction you came from.

"I really don't wanna spend time with those idiots."

"You allied with us so you have to."

Law thinks so carefully that he thought an alliance with the straw hats would be a great idea, although it gave him lots of stress more, he'd be grateful someone with the same humor and interest with him was on the ship nonetheless. Because, he won't be able to take the stupid personalities of the men aboard of the straw hats. He's atleast happy that he gets to experience 99% of there stupidity with you. (You two aren't happy anymore)

Author's note ✉* ~ I really brainstormed on what to write here, I haven't reached rhis part of Punk Hazard yet😭😭 I can say this request was hard to make but i will 100% do all requests for my dear supporters! Love yall :'D.

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zosan-secondchances · 6 months ago

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The Pirate King of the North: Part 4

Main Themes: Villain Sanji, Alternate Universe, Zosan Ship

Warning: Long post ahead with One Piece spoilers. Contains strong language and explicit content.

Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 (Special) | 19

Three days after the call, Sanji follows Zoro’s instructions to the book and waits for him at an island with a bustling town in the middle of the day. The blonde is well aware of the local Marine base in the area but he ignores this fact and turns up at the townsquare just as he promised, not wanting to disappoint his, hopefully, future fiance. Unsurprisingly, he is met by navy officers who tell him to come along quietly.

Law had refused to use The Polar Tang to contain their guest as he didn’t want to risk his submarine and crew to suffer any potential consequences as a result of the interrogation that they're planning. Zoro had to pull strings to borrow a room at the Marine base, stating that it’s for an official Warlord business. He and the doctor had been waiting for over half an hour overtime for the soldiers to return with Sanji. Zoro sends additional troops to investigate the delay. After another suspicious amount of time of having received no news, the two decide to investigate the matter themselves.

Zoro and Law make their way to the townsquare where the swordsman had instructed Sanji to be. Upon arrival, it was clear what had happened to the navy soldiers that he’d sent out. Deep red and severed body parts taint the white tiles throughout the block. A few had somehow made their way on top of trees and the shops’ window sills. Some float lifelessly in the fountain right in the middle–its sprinkling water had changed to a scarlet red. Liquid splatters grossly against the white marble sculptures that decorated the water feature.

Law grits his teeth, his knuckles turn white from gripping his sword tightly.

Zoro all but rolls his eyes. He hates the fact that he’s used to Sanji doing this sort of thing.

Zoro

What a waste.

They follow a trail. It’s not hard to find where Sanji had gone given how much blood there was, and Zoro had a sneaking suspicion that the blonde had purposely left his stained footprints to show where he’s going. He enjoys Zoro chasing him this way after all.

While walking, Law sends a message through his own den-den mushi to his crew, ordering them to check in on the citizens and make sure that everyone’s safe. Not long after, Bepo reports that the citizens are unharmed–extremely shaken but they’re untouched. The polar bear adds that a few witnesses say that it was only the Marines who tried to force the Pirate King into cuffs that had been torn apart. Some had apparently been allowed to flee.

Law looked to Zoro, as if expecting him to have a reasonable explanation as to why the Pirate King behaves the way he does. Cutting down local town Marines seems a bit too excessive in his opinion. The swordsman confesses that he's just as confused, and that over the years he'd just accepted that he's just mad because it's just the way he was born.

Zoro

All the more reason he deserves to die.

Zoro stops in his tracks, standing on the wooden pier of the docks. It looks like the rest of the bloody footprints lead right through to the very end. Looking at the ocean, he sees a distinct murky area of red on one spot. A head of blonde and white hair pokes out from the middle, the sun shining beautifully over it. Zoro felt–

Zoro shakes his head at the thought.

Law follows Zoro's gaze, ending the call on his transponder snail when he sees who's in the water.

Law

Speak of the devil….

Zoro

OI!!!

The blonde turns to look at the source of sound.

Sanji

MELLORINE!!!

Sanji waves enthusiastically at the duo staring at him.

From afar, Zoro could tell that the man practically had heart eyes bulging out of his eye sockets.

Sanji takes a plunge into the water, swimming away from the murky area then reappears next to the wooden pier just under where Zoro was standing. His head pokes out gracefully, then gives the swordsman a warm smile.

Zoro takes a step back to distance himself, suddenly feeling like a girl whose skirt is being perverted on.

Zoro

Don’t give me that, idiot. Your outlash may have cost me some pull from the Marines.

Sanji

Oh? Has it occurred to you that that may have been my plan?

Zoro’s eye twitches, clearly infuriated at being toyed with. He pulls himself together internally and lets out a defeated sigh.

Zoro

Is this for not meeting up with you in person like I said I would? I got stuck with all the bureaucratic paper bullshit.

Sanji

I don’t know…

Sanji had a teasing tone behind his voice. He effortlessly pulls himself up to sit at the edge of the wooden planks, shakes his head and starts wringing his hair over his shoulder.

Sanji

Next time, don’t make promises you can’t keep.

Zoro lets out an offended huff.

Zoro

Next ti–? NO! There’s no next time! We're enemies. And what, is this your way of punishing me? To make me feel guilty? By murdering a bunch of Marines?

Sanji

Oh please, it was out of self-defense! They came onto me first….

Sanji calmly stands on his feet. Slowly, he begins to strip off his top, revealing his lean but muscular figure.

Zoro’s eye trails from Sanji’s scar across throat, down to the defined v-shape below his waistline. He recognises the cuts and burns from their battles, and some he guesses are from his own volition. When the blonde turns to fix his hair, Zoro eyes a small red tattoo, located below the nape of his neck. For some reason, he’s never noticed it on him before–a red circle with four triangles, arranged to look like the claws of a dragon. It has a cluster of messy scars over it, as if it'd been attempted to be removed by means of violent scratching. Like all else, he’s wondered what the story behind this is–

Zoro almost slaps himself to shake the thoughts out of his head. He makes an effort to look the blonde in the eye before he notices him staring.

Sanji gives Zoro a side glance before squeezing the damp clothing in his hands to dry it. He closes his eyes and his mouth curves into a cheeky smile. He gives his top one last flick before tossing it over his shoulder.

Sanji

I gave them a chance to apologise but some of them didn’t have any manners and charged in. Really, they were quite rude.

Zoro

You could have just knocked them out. Some of them were fresh blood. They’re probably just trying to prove they can do a good job to impress their seniors.

Sanji

By overdoing it. And now that fresh blood is all over my poor clothes. All because they tried to force me into those…heavy, rusty fuckin’ pieces of–

Law clears his throat.

Zoro and Sanji look at him, annoyed at the interruption.

Law

If you’re done bickering like an old married couple….

Zoro’s eye visibly twitches, his brows furrowing angrily at Law's poor choice of words.

Sanji practically swoons, his hands slap his own reddened cheeks while the rest of his body squirm comically.

Sanji

OH, YOU–stop that! We’re not married yet, you bastard!

Zoro

WE’RE NOT GETTING MARRIED. PERIOD!!!

Law could practically feel the veins in his forehead pop.

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They start the trek back to the Marine base, purposely taking the longer way through the shoreline to avoid panicked citizens after Sanji’s onslaught.

Sanji

Marimo-kun~!

Zoro ignores the man, and concentrates on walking quietly. He attempts to put his mind in a meditative state.

Sanji

Ma–ri–mo-kun~?

The shade under Zoro’s brows darkens. He focuses on his breathing–he inhales, holds it, then exhales. He repeats it several times more.

Sanji crumples his heavy damp clothing into a ball then throws it at the back of Zoro’s head, causing the other man to stumble.

Sanji

I SAID “MARIMO”, YOU ASS!!!

Zoro grabs the wet top and throws it hard onto Sanji’s face square on, knocking the man down on his butt.

Sanji

THAT HURT!

Zoro

DON’T THROW GROSS THINGS AT ME! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

With a blink of an eye, Sanji’s demeanour changes. He bites his lip and looks up to Zoro with a large puppy eye.

Sanji

Why is he here? Isn’t this a date?

Zoro

Fuck off. I never said it is. We’ll tell you when we get to the base.

Sanji

Hmm…no, then I’m not going.

Sanji crosses his arms stubbornly. His legs do the same, planting himself firmly on the ground.

Law

Zoro-ya, can’t you just tie him up and drag his ass along? I just want this over and done with.

Zoro

You’ve seen what happens if you force him into things, idiot.

Sanji

Yeah, idiot.

Zoro

I’m not talking to you.

Sanji

Then do, otherwise I’m not coming along. You're taking me into a Marine base after all. I'd be at a disadvantage as soon as I step inside. You have to give me a good reason to go with you.

Zoro

You said you'd help me.

Sanji

You? Sure. I was hoping to gain your personal favour. Him? Ehh…. He's not exactly my type.

Sanji looks at Law, slowly dragging his eyes down his frame.

Sanji

Hmm…I guess he could be if he's willing to play.

Law nervously takes a step back, feeling hot and bothered.

Zoro sighs. He considers for a moment, trying to come up with a way to make sure that Sanji cooperates with them peacefully for as long as possible without sacrificing anyone to indulge in whatever sexual fantasies are in his head. After a time, he speaks firmly.

Zoro

Tra-guy, tell him everything you told me.

Law

Here? We’re doing this right here, right now?

Sanji

I'm glad you understand, Marimo.

Law

I… I don’t know.

Sanji

I don’t need the whole sob story, Trafalgar D. Water Law.

Law blinks in surprise that Sanji knows his name. Sure he had a bounty but he didn’t think it was anything noteworthy. He certainly wasn’t aware that the Pirate King would care enough to know about it. He opens his mouth as if to say something but gets interrupted.

Sanji

I have eyes and ears everywhere, love. What I don’t know is why the Surgeon of Death is looking for Doffy.

Zoro

Doffy? The same guy who gave you your new weapon?

Sanji

Aww! You remembered?! …Are you jealous?

Sanji gives Zoro a suggestive wink, taking the swordsman aback.

Zoro

Don't be ridiculous.

Sanji

If you like, I can call off my affairs with him and just make it exclusive with you….

Law

As much as I want to kill that monster, I don’t think I can right now. Not at my current strength.

Sanji snaps his gaze to Law, giving him a dangerous look.

Sanji

You’re right. You can’t.

Law

I’m just looking for my friend. It’s…it’s his brother, Donquixote Rosinante.

Sanji raises a brow.

Sanji

Corazon has been dead for years.

Law

Then you better check your sources, Mr. Prince-ya. Because I have letters from him from the last several months.

Sanji stands on his feet and approaches Law slowly.

Sanji

Show me.

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Back at the Marine base, Sanji and Law escalated into a heated argument in the interrogation room. Sanji insists that if they truly want his insight into Donquixote Rosinante, the doctor should show all the letters that he claims to have.

Naturally, Law refused to show the blonde, stating that it’s all too personal.

Zoro knows he shouldn’t, but for once, he feels relieved that someone else is dealing with the mad king’s temper. He hides a smirk behind a bottle of sake, taking a swill.

Sanji

Don’t be an idiot. I don’t give a flying fuck what’s in them!

Law

Then there’s no reason for you to see a single one.

Sanji clasps both of his hands together, and gently sets them down the wooden table in front of him. With a deep voice, he speaks.

Sanji

Enlighten me then, how do you truly know it is him?

Law

If you must know, all his letters have…details that only he and I know.

Sanji firmly presses his fingers down the table, then speaks slowly but clearly.

Sanji

All the more reason that you could be in bigger danger than you think, doctor.

Law frowns.

Sanji

You're far too enamoured to think straight. How do you know it’s not just someone else messing with you? Hmm? Someone like Doffy?

Law crosses his arms then leans back against his chair, listening intently.

Sanji

Think about this… very… carefully.

Sanji shuffles in his pockets and fishes out a pack of cigarettes. When he opens the box, his eyes furrow in disappointment, seeing that all of his smokes are heavily damaged from water and blood. He throws the pack over his shoulder then snatches Zoro’s bottle of sake as the swordsman was about to take a drink.

Zoro

Oi!

Sanji takes three big gulps before slamming the bottle down on the table.

Sanji

Given how touchy you are about the idea of me reading them, I’m guessing you’ve become quite emotionally attached to the letters, haven’t you? Just consider, whoever wrote them knows an awful lot of details about you. What’s more, they know where to find you, and how to find you.

Zoro raises a brow at that. He notices that the doctor is starting to lose his composure slightly as a tiny bead of sweat falls on the side of his face.

Law

You assume it’s being sent to me.

Sanji

A trail, then? He’s leaving you clues and you’re more than happy to follow it.

Law

That’s…

Sanji takes another big drink, then explains his point further, waving Zoro’s bottle in front of him as he makes hand gestures to emphasize his speech.

Sanji

What if it’s a trap? If someone, say…I don’t know–like Doffy–is pretending to be Corazon, then you’d have been sold out for a fool.

Law slams his hand aggressively on the table, cracking its surface where his fist landed.

Law

You’re wrong!

Sanji stares at him unimpressed but doesn’t say anything, as if allowing him the chance to explain himself. He leans back against his chair.

Law

Look, I just know, okay? It’s him. I’m sure of it.

Sanji

You just know…?

Law

Yes.

Sanji

Then you’re hopeless.

As Zoro attempts to steal his sake back, the blonde slaps his hands away and takes several more swills from the bottle, as if telling the swordsman that he’s not done with his turn yet. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand then returns his focus back to Law.

Sanji

And how is it that you just know?

Zoro

Tra-guy, he’s not going to stop until you show him.

Law

You’re on his side, Zoro-ya?

Zoro

Look, you don’t have to show him everything, just show him one–like the bit where you’re stuck. It was enough to convince me.

Law pinches the gap between his brows.

Law

What you’re basically telling me…is that I should trust him with this information? That I should trust this mass murdering fucker with something extremely important to me?

Sanji

I told you, I don’t give a shit what’s in it–

Law

That’s what worries me! Because I care–a lot! I….

Law’s ears visibly reddens in embarrassment. He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, averting his gaze.

Law

He was… is… very important to me. The letter is from him. I’m sure of it. And if you don’t care about it then I’m not letting you get your hands on it.

There was a moment of silence. Sanji watches Law in his vulnerable state. After a while, the blonde takes another drink from the bottle and sets it in front of Zoro.

Zoro grabs the bottle enthusiastically. He raises it above his mouth and nothing but a single drop falls onto his tongue. His smile vanishes, and his shoulders droop sadly until his arms and face melt onto the table. He sets the bottle down, pushing it away from him.

Sanji

I apologise, doctor.

Zoro and Law both look at Sanji in surprise.

Sanji offers a warm smile to Law.

Sanji

I’m afraid I’m not so good at these things. I’ll help you however I can.

Zoro stares at him in disbelief, cocking his head on the side against the table, processing the genuinity behind Sanji’s tone. He detects no ill will or malice behind it. He tells himself he’s just a bloody good liar.

Sanji

However, I still need to see a letter–just one will do, like the swordsman said–so I can study it. I promise I’ll take good care of it. If it resembles Doffy’s writing in any way, I will tell you. If it’s not, I’ll see what I can deduct from it, given that you’re apparently…”stuck”.

Law

I…thank you, Mr. Prince-ya.

Sanji slightly bows his head at him in acknowledgement.

Law

However, there is one thing that still bugs me….

Sanji

Oh?

Law

Why the interest in Corazon? You seem very keen to find out if he’s really dead or not.

Sanji

Corazon was–is…Doffy’s brother after all. His death shook a number of undercover Marine agents, enough to blow their covers.

Zoro

How would you know that?

Sanji

Because it all happened under wraps, which I make it my business to know. Your precious World Government made sure to cover it up nice and snug to keep up appearances.

Meanwhile, everyone else who actually did the work started pointing fingers, accusing each other of who ratted out your mate, afraid that they’re next. Ultimately, they hunted each other down. Now, while I don’t give two shits about the Marines, this whole ordeal should not be taken lightly.

Sanji leans forward on his seat.

Sanji

If he is alive, then Doffy has lied to me, which violates the rules of our country’s alliance. I’ll need to look into this matter personally to keep this quiet. If you let me help you, this will be beneficial for the both of us, I assure you.

Law takes a moment to process everything that Sanji had laid out for him. Reluctantly, he nods. Thinking it takes a criminal to know one. He reminds himself that he just needs advice and nothing more. He leans forward and shuffles in his pockets. He pulls out a folded piece of paper but before he could stretch his arm to offer it to Sanji, the blonde raises his hands in front of him.

Sanji

Let me just wash up. I still have Marine blood on me and I don’t want to get them all over your letters.

Sanji stands, then walks to the door.

Zoro’s eyes follow him. His expression softens at the blonde’s thoughtfulness and unexpected change in character. It must just be the single sip of the sake that clouds his own thoughts. He makes it clear to himself that it’s just acting–no doubt to get on Law’s good side then at the last second stab him in the back.

Sanji

Marimo-kun, the door, please?

Zoro

Ah. Right.

Zoro unlocks the door, then hollers for a couple of Marines to take the Pirate King to the washroom, instructing them specifically to “be nice” if they value their lives. Hesitantly, they do as he says, even with the odd request, too scared to do anything out of hand especially after learning what had happened to their colleagues in the townsquare.

Law kicks back on his seat, placing his hands behind his head.

Law

He’s not what I expected.

Zoor closes the door behind him, and turns to the doctor, glaring at him.

Zoro

That may be the last thing in your head if you let your guard down. Remember what I told you earlier.

Law

His mind is his real weapon, not his claws. I know. But he–

Zoro

As soon as he charms you, he’ll make you do things you’ll regret. Luffy would kill me if he gets to you.

Law

You sound like you talk from experience….

Zoro

Don’t even go there. Have you forgotten that he’s just murdered a bunch of Marines not far from here?

Law

I…you’re right.

Zoro approaches Law, jabbing a finger on his chest.

Zoro

Don’t forget what I said.

Moments later, Sanji returns to the interrogation room, escorted by a couple of trembling Marines behind him. They bring him inside, then rush out the door, locking it behind them in a panicked state. The blonde looks and smells a lot cleaner this time, and his hair is damp again–presumably after having borrowed the navy’s shower room. Zoro and Law also can’t help but notice that he’s completely changed out of his blood-stained clothes, and is now sporting a Marine officer uniform worn with the coat buttons undone and no shirt underneath, keeping his front exposed.

Sanji saunters, twirls gracefully, then strikes a pose to show off his new outfit proudly. Zoro can’t help but let out an unexpected hearty laugh.

Zoro

That looks awful on you! You didn’t just pry it from the dead, did you?

Sanji

Goodness, no. They had spares. I admit, it’s a little loose, but you don’t have to be so mean.

Sanji flicks his hair, keeping his other hand on his hip. The small spray of water from his hair strands makes it look like sparkles in the air with the way the room’s light shone on it. He looks down at the swordsman, making the other man stop in his fit of laughter.

Sanji

Besides, I feel fantastic in it.

Hey, tattoo guy, let’s do this.

Sanji is back on his seat. The look of confidence he usually wears on his face has dithered away. He looks dumbfoundedly at the piece of paper that Law had given him. He flips the paper to check its back, looks at the front again, then flips it once more.

Sanji

This is it?

Law nods. His face had gone red.

Sanji

It just says “I love you.”

Law pulls out a stack of the similarly sized papers of varying shades from his breast pocket and lays it down in the middle of the table.

Law

Now you’ve seen one, you’ve seen it all. But uh… you can’t touch these.

Sanji slaps his forehead with the palm of his hand.

Sanji

I don’t know what I expected. THEY’RE NOT EVEN SIGNED!

Law

It’s something he’d do, okay?! You wouldn’t understand.

Sanji

No, I don’t!!! This is ridiculous! Is this seriously it?!

Sanji stops abruptly. His eyes stare at the stack of papers, shifting left and right, as if suddenly deep in thought–and he’s thinking fast. He inspects the one closely in his hand, then holds it close to the stack on the table, comparing the two.

Sanji

These papers are all not from the same place.

Law

Why does the paper matter?

Sanji

Because, my dear, this means that you’re always in his thoughts–or whoever’s writing it anyway. They didn’t write this all in one go then went about scattering it. They took their time, and wrote down a new letter each time they thought of you with whatever they could get their hands on.

Law freezes. Whatever thoughts he has, he keeps it in his head but it’s noticeably making his hands and lips tremble. After a few quiet moments, Zoro breaks the silence to help him out.

Zoro

Tra-guy, show him the other thing.

Law

Right….

Law pulls out a long envelope the length of his arm. He carefully places it in front of Sanji

Law

This came with the letter that you’ve got in your hand.

Sanji tilts his head curiously. He carefully sets down the letter he’d been given earlier, then gestures towards the envelope.

Sanji

May I?

Law nods.

Sanji gently lifts the flap, then pulls out a delicate feather from the envelope.

Law

The letters always come with a clue where to go next. My crew and I have been travelling for several months now, mostly in the Grand Line. This is the latest, and the reason why we thought Doflamingo may know something, or has got Corazon locked up somewhere. But we haven’t been able to track him down for quite some time.

Sanji pinches the hollow shaft, spinning the feather to admire its features.

Sanji

Hmm…I don’t think it’s Doffy. Though this would make a nice feather for a hat.

Law

What makes you say that?

Sanji claps his hands excitedly.

Sanji

Ooh, I’m glad you asked! There’s this hat that Zoro’s dad wears everywhere. It’s got this gorgeous white feather that makes it stand out nicely with–

Zoro

Not about the hat, stupid! Why do you think it’s not Doflamingo?

Sanji

Rude. But that’s a simple question. Doffy’s coat is pink. This is more purple-pink. Hmm… I think this might be from a South Bird. They’ve got a big body and an even bigger personality. They’re native to Skypiea.

Zoro’s brows shoot up.

Law

Skypiea? The legendary island in the sky? Isn’t that just a tall tale?

Zoro

I remember those birds. I can see why there’d be some confusion now.

Sanji

Have you been there, Marimo-kun?

Zoro smiles softly at the feather, then reaches out for it. Sanji obliges, handing it to him by the hollow shaft gently, their fingers brushing each other. The swordsman runs his hands through its soft barbs.

Zoro

Sure have, while travelling with my old captain.

Sanji watches Zoro admire the feather, taking notice of his brightened expression and hazel eye. He wonders what sort of tales he has in store. He doesn’t speak much of his old captain to him. Then again, he doesn’t really share a lot of things with him because why would he?

Only now did Sanji realise that he hasn’t really taken his time to admire the swordsman’s features up close. He makes a mental note to plan a sneaky peek under a different light–maybe outside during dawn or dusk when the colours of the sky would bring out his eye colour more.

Law

How do you know for certain that it’s from a South Bird, Mr. Prince-ya? I don’t recall you being an aviary expert.

Sanji

Oh, I’m not claiming to be a scientist in any way. But I have this thing for feather coats since Doffy likes to use it for sex.

Zoro drops the feather from his hands.

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