#white chase smoker x reader

[wing-ed-thing]

Smoker Relationship Headcanons

Tags/Warnings: No Reader Pronouns

𓆃 For how tight-laced and no nonsense he can be, Smoker isn't a terrible partner in the slightest. While he brings some of his stern nature into a relationship, you'll find that he's extremely loyal and surprisingly soft and attentive.

𓆃 Putting it plainly, when it comes to relationships, Smoker has been there and done that. He knows the role he's meant to play in your chosen dynamic. And that being said, he knows exactly what he wants and doesn't waste any time playing games.

𓆃 While early inklings of catching feelings might throw him off a bit (especially if you've been close friends or colleagues), there's little else that keeps him from being direct and politely asking you out forthright.

𓆃 Smoker is rather untraditionally orthodox in the sense that he prefers the traditional song and dance of taking you to dinner, but bringing flowers didn't even cross his mind. He'll hold the door, but couldn't give a damn about which side of the road you walk on. And if you ask if he intends to split your bill he'll look at you like you're crazy.

𓆃 And there's almost no way to predict Smoker's picking and choosing in terms of his relationship expectations, which mostly comes from him thinking things and then not telling you because he thought them so you must automatically know.

𓆃 You'll find that you often have to roll with random things popping up in your mutual schedule at the last minute because how could Smoker not tell you he's been dispatched for the next two weeks?

𓆃 And his reaction is always the same. He'll crinkle his forehead and squint his eyes while the words "I thought I told you 'bout that" pass around his cigar.

𓆃 Smoker often sails for a period of time and then comes back home to where he's stationed. You can almost always count of this revolving schedule, although if yours is remotely similar, it's rare that your schedules line up.

𓆃 Whenever he travels, Smoker always brings back a little gift from whatever island he's just been to, and you've even found that you can request just about whatever your heart desires and Smoker will find a way to get it.

𓆃 Although, he doesn't understand a thing about trends, so requesting a popular item will be met with a grumpy, begrudging attitude.

𓆃 "Why do you want a stupid little trinket? You're not gonna ask for, ah, I dunno jewelry or somethin'?" "I'm not buyin' you a Soul King vinyl. You know that guy's a wanted criminal right?"

𓆃 For all his complaining, Smoker will come home with a necklace and the vinyl (he sent one of his men to buy one incognito).

𓆃 And he complains a lot and you'll find that he can have quite the attitude. After the third time you've mentioned how much you want take-away Smoker is going to put his jacket on and get it, but he's going to be mumbling and grumbling the whole time.

𓆃 That goes for just about anything you want on a whim. Whether you want something sweet in the middle of the night or you walked past something really nice at the market and now you're lamenting over whether you should have bought it.

𓆃 And every time Smoker is getting out of bed to get you ice cream or turning you both around so you— or more likely he— can buy you that item you were so infatuated with.

𓆃 But for every ounce of attitude he gives, it's within reason and expectation that you give it right back to him. Smoker will never say he likes when you're a bit sassy, but he's very clearly amused by banter.

𓆃 Landing a clever clap-back on him simply makes him smile. The smile is usually accompanied by an eyeroll and the shake of his head, but you can tell he loves when you get a little feisty.

𓆃 In the same vein, Smoker easily gets suckered by a bit of pouting here and there because for being rigid and grumpy, he would do anything short of breaking the law for you.

𓆃 If you're someone looking for something serious and long-term, look no further because Smoker is on board with settling down. Once you're in a relationship, there's very little that would keep him from being anything but dedicated to you.

𓆃 Oh, except piracy.

𓆃 Yeah, piracy would likely get in the way of that.

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[donquixotehomura]

One Piece.

A/N so I'm starting to get the hang of this yay Non Yet = No stand alones but the character might be in a multicharacter thing.

Homura's Rules

MultiCharacter

Valentine Day:Dracule Mihawk, Roronoa Zoro, Portgas D. Ace, Donquixote Doflamingo, Eustass "Captain" Kid, Charlotte Katakuri, Massacre Soldier Killer, Sir Crocodile, Trafalgar Law.

Charlotte Katakuri.

Non Yet

Donquixote Doflamingo.

Donquixote Doflamingo x Reader: Relaxation Donquixote Doflamingo x Reader: Calm Nights Donquixote Doflamingo x Reader: His Type

Donquixote Rosinante/Corazon.

Non Yet

Dracule “Hawkeyes” Mihawk.

Dracule Mihawk x Reader “Are You Even Aware Of How Dangerous It Is?”

Eustass “Captain” Kid.

Non Yet

Massacre Soldier Killer.

Non Yet

Monkey D. Luffy.

Non Yet

Portgas D. Ace.

Non Yet

Roronoa Zoro.

Roronoa Zoro x Reader Dracule Mihawk's Daughter Roronoa Zoro x Reader Sake Showdown

Sir Crocodile.

Sir Crocodile x Reader Oasis

Trafalgar D. Water Law.

Trafalgar Law x Reader Cuddling Headcanons Trafalgar Law x Reader Comfort Headcanons Trafalgar Law x Reader Period Comfort

Vinsmoke Sanji.

Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader Love Secret Ingredient

White Chase Smoker.

Non Yet

[butterfluffy]

“kiss me!”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· your lips just seem so kissable, so smoker couldn't help himself but crave them..

⠀⠀➧ fluff, suggestive | smoker × gn!reader | oneshot

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! this is suggestive, and ofc, swearing and mistakes may be present.. so do ignore them, thanks!

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Once again, today is a normal day for you and your lover, Smoker in the marine HQ you two are assigned on—just sitting around on his office in silence with the vice admiral reading a newspaper as you had a drink.

“Smoker, you seemed to be so focused on that newspaper. Anything interesting there?” You hummed, drink in hand as you fluttered your eyes at your lover who glanced at you.

“Nothing, really. Just the usual news that more and more people are going out to the sea to be a pirate.” Smoker says with a shrug, placing the paper down and sighing deeply as he looked at you blankly.

“Ah, is that so? Well, that's more trouble for us.” You whispered, followed by a small huff. Glossy lips moving as you spoke—causing Smoker to silently groan.

Damn. He says to himself, biting the innards of his cheeks as his eyes stayed on your lips that you licked before taking a small sip of your drink, damping it even more.

It's fascinating watching you do something so innocent and simple. But what's more fascinating is how Smoker got seduced by such a small action...

“Pfft..” Letting a small laughter out, you placed your drink down, turning your head to your lover who looked at you in the eye, a flare of lust mirrored in them.

“Smoker, darling.” Taking a pause and slightly lifting your lover's chin up, you then chuckled, leaning towards the vice admiral who's got his hand gripping his pants by the way you cooed the endearment out..

“You wanna kiss me so bad you're starting to look.. Stupid.” You smirked, caressing Smoker's cheek by your hand that was quick to be grabbed by him—and still maintaining eye contact, Smoker took it as his turn to smirk. “So what if I do?”

Being a little shock by his reply, your eyes widened, cheeks reddening before you recovered, laughing it off. “Haha! Oh Smoker..”

“Then... What else are you waiting for, darling?” Sitting on the desk, you then slinged your arms over the marine who gave a command, “Mhm, kiss me.”

Nodding, you followed what he had ordered, kissing his lips that craved yours, obvious by how his tongue slipped in your mouth, twirling with yours, causing heat to surge throughout your body.

“Mhhm.. Smo..ker...” You mewled, pulling away to gasp for air as your lover's lips curved upwards, licking his lips that is turned glossy by yours.

“Seems like you're the one who's eager to kiss.” Chuckled Smoker, hand trailing on your neck, tracing your collarbone. “But I don't care, 'cause I am, too.”

Placing his lips on yours once again, Smoker showed his love for you through a passionate kiss, loving every moment as much as he loves you..

© butterfluffy 2022

[shankschewtoy]

Smoker, Luffy and croco boy with a s/o who has the same devil fruit as them and uses it to annoy/prank them constantly.

Crack fic pls

Take care love<3

not me starting to laugh like doffy when I saw this💀💀 ew. anon thank you for allowing me to showcase my endless amount of crack in my mind 💜

warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, crack

- the amount of times you’ve scared the shit out of this man is kind of sad. I’m assuming poor smoker gets spooked a lot because of your abilities, and sometimes you’re not even trying to scare him 💀

- you could be minding your own business, floating around and flying around the room during a break with a face mask on. Bro walks in and just dies bec the first thing he sees is a detached floating head with a white face

- “WHAT THE FU-?!”

- and when he gets scared he sets off a bunch of “traps” aka stubbing his toe on a chair that was clearly out of the way, and hitting his head on the doorway

- “IT’S ME!” -you

- I mean- what the fuck were you supposed to do? The man just kept falling backwards into things! He thought you were some kind of monster so he just kept running as he tripped over everything in his way 💀

- this is what he thought was happening:

- “SMOKER. IT’S LITERALLY ME STOP RUNNING!”

- “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

- Tashigi started chasing after him too because she was wondering something abt navy stuff so he kept getting more scared since he couldn’t see what was chasing him😭he just thought you were multiplying 💀

- I’d be scared too if some Smokey person is literally floating after me with a face mask 😂😂😂

- man smoked 56 cigarettes before finally calming down

- “I wish you didn’t have the same devilfruit as me y/n.”

- “OH COME ON I WASNT EVEN TRYING TO SCARE YOU!”

- “IT WORKED!” -him

- “Do you still love me tho?” -you

- “..yeah.”

- on your birthday he blew himself into a balloon and camouflaged into the numerous balloons you got from the crew before you woke up

- when you finally woke up (keep in mind, Luffy was so determined that he woke up early for this prank :0) you stared at the balloons with a smile, the crew was so nice!

- “Hey thanks guys!”

- you walked over to them and took the string of one of them in your hand. It’s amazing how you didn’t hear Luffy giggling like a maniac 😭

- he scooted behind you, making himself lose a bit of air so his blown up face was right behind your head, tapping your shoulder with his long arm

- “BOOO!”

- Nah you smacked the shit out of him, screaming as your fists were covered in haki, ready to punch the absolute soul out of him from fear

- “Luffy?! WHAT THE HELL?!”

- “Ow! Why did you punch me?!”

- “BECAUSE YOU SCARED ME!”

- Poor dude’s face was swollen for the whole day, and you apologized for hitting him after he said sorry for scaring you.

- can you imagine a Luffy balloon in your face? No I don’t mean just his stomach blowing up, I mean his fucking face blown up, and the rest of his body looking all skinny as the string 💀💀 pls I’d cry and shit my pants

- you really can’t beat him in pranks because he always seemed to get you better 😭 but you sure tried

- at night when he was snoring away, you attached yourself to the ceiling, your limbs stretching as your head stretched down to him. (You looked like my sleep demon) “Pssst, Luuuuuuffyyy!”

- “Hm???”

- ok when you’re half asleep you can’t really make out anything, so all the poor guy saw was a fucking demon

- the way he screamed and ran was hilarious, he did not sleep well for days, and clung onto you in bed or whenever he got a chance 🥲

- 100% done with your shit :)

- One time you pretended you were a sandcastle on the beach and waited for him to get closer before making your face pop out at him

- he smacked you with his hook. And… broke your nose 💀

- “…Sorry.”

- “…It’s fine. I’m sorry for trying to scare you.”

- you’re literally struggling to hold in your tears with blood pouring from your nose (BRO WHEN YOUR NOSE GETS SMACKED IT HURTS)

- he felt bad because you’re trying not to cry while sobbing. Poor guy didn’t mean to slap you with haki 💀 nor did he mean to break your nose in half

- he gave you a hug, and let you wear his coat as long as you want since it’s super cozy and fluffy. Also made sandcastles with you while you recovered

- after you felt better, and your nose was finally healed, you both went to the beach again to relax.

- He didn’t like going near the water so he just sat on a chair and watched you find seashells, little sea snails, and other stuff. You brought one back for him, and I swear you’re going to kill the poor guy because of how sweet you are 😭

- he found a mound of sand next to his chair and sighed, you’re trying to prank him again? Didn’t you ever learn?

- “y/n I know that’s you.”

- when there was no response, he grumbled and stood up, poking at the mound with a sigh.

- “Y/n. Please stop.”

- “Huh? Crocodile? Why are you poking that mound of sand?” -you

- his eyes widened as he turned around to see you standing there with a couple sea shells. Wait a damn minute, then what the fuck was this mound of sand doing here?!

- “CROCODILE THOSE ARE SAND SNAKES!”

- The snakes poked their heads out and poor Crocodile picked you up bridal style and started running as they chased you two

- “I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU!” -him

- “I’M NOT DUMB ENOUGH TO DO THAT AGAIN!”

- You gotta hand it to him, the first thing he did when he saw those snakes was pick you up and start running as fast as he could 😭 you were glad you had such a caring man :))) because doffy would’ve totally left you to die 💀

a/n - I feel bad for smoker

[rollinouttahere-writes]

What if little Lucky got lost and ran into either Buggy or Smoker. Little Lucky is scared because they lost the strawhats.

Little Lucky thought they were following one of the Strawhats but was unknowingly following someone else, which happened to be either Smoker or Buggy.

(Ever had those moments as a little kid when you thought you were following your mother, but you were just following some random adult?)

And Buggy or Smoker is like, "Who's baby/kid is this?" Little Lucky looks like they're about to cry, then Buggy or Smoker panics says something like, "Wait! I'll help you find your parents!".

Either Buggy or Smoker take it upon themselves to find who is responsible for this child (little Lucky). Buggy or Smoker go up to random people saying, "Is this your kid?". By the time they find who is responsible for little Lucky (Strawhats) , they end up bonding with little Lucky and become attached.

Oh I did that once. Ran up to and hugged a woman that looked identical to my mom from behind. I was so mortified that I still remember this clearly like 20 years later.

Anyways

Usually I skip non-canon anime only stuff to avoid confusion, but I have included an anime only character in this one because it was too funny to leave him out.

Not What It Looks Like

Yandere Smoker x Child Reader

2.9k words

Once again, Smoker found himself staring down a pirate, though the pirate in question hadn’t noticed him yet. He didn’t even need to double check with a poster to confirm who this one was. Buggy the Clown was a very distinct looking individual.

Smoker took advantage of the fact that he was distracted to get closer and overhear the conversation he was having. Buggy was crouched down and talking to a small child. A little girl that couldn’t be more than five, if that. You looked distraught and confused.

“W-What do you mean? My mom isn’t here,” you sniffled loudly and scrubbed at your face.

“She’s gotta be, come on just think. She’s about this tall, looks just like you but with some bandages on her head,” Buggy pleaded with you, grasping onto your arms and looking desperate.

You flinched away, and Smoker decided it was his time to intervene. Using his devil fruit, he surrounded the clown with plumes of smoke to trap him. Buggy let out a screech upon finally noticing him and promptly disassembled his body to slip away. Which he was able to do successfully, much to Smoker’s chagrin.

Giving chase should be his number one priority, but his attention was drawn to the teary eyed girl in front of him. There were visible tear tracks going down your face, and your mouth was agape. Made sense, he supposes. This was probably your first time witnessing a devil fruit power. 

Crouching down to be closer to your height, he attempts to comfort you, “You alright kid? Did that pirate hurt you?”

The question snapped you out of your daze. You rubbed at your face and shook your head, “I’m okay. He didn’t hurt me, he was just asking a bunch of weird questions.”

“Like what?” He had to admit that he couldn’t even imagine what a pirate could possibly hope to learn from someone as young as you.

“He kept asking about my mom, but the questions didn’t make any sense. I think he was lying about knowing her,” you mumbled.

“Where is your mom, is she nearby?”

You became shifty at the question and nervously fidgeted your hands. It took a few seconds of anxiously looking around for you to come up with an answer, “Um… She isn’t here. She’s… gone?”

That was a strange way to answer the question, you didn’t seem to know how to answer it. Smoker really didn’t like that, and some alarm bells started going off in his head. He sighed when he saw you attempt to wipe off your face again. Digging around in one of his pockets, he pulled out a handkerchief and used it to properly clean you off. Fortunately, you let him do so without a fight and seemed to have calmed down slightly.

Given how long he’s been living here, he was able to guess that you weren’t local. Probably with some people passing through, but who? Might as well ask, “Who are you here with, kid?”

“My friends,” you answered simply.

He quirked a brow at that, “Are these friends your age?” 

You shook your head, “No, they’re all grown ups.”

Your story was getting weird, so he pressed further, “Are any of them your family?”

“No.” Your face pinched, and again you looked unsure of your answer, “Well, Nami told me to call her “big sis”, so I guess she is?”

So you’re traveling with friends that are all much older than you, your mom is “gone?”, and one of these friends is telling you to call her “big sis”. Something is definitely going on here, and he doesn’t like it at all. Could this get any weirder? He asks you how long you’ve known these friends of yours.

“Since yesterday.”

Oh. It could get weirder. This was starting to sound like a human trafficking case to him, and he couldn’t let that go under his watch. Looks like he would have to put his pirate hunting on hold for the time being.

He held out his hand to you, “I’m Captain Smoker, what’s your name?”

You hesitated for a moment before gently taking his gloved hand in both of yours, “My name’s Lucky. I’m not a captain or anything, though.”

“How about I help you find your friends again?” He needed to meet them for himself, just to make sure you aren’t in the middle of being trafficked. 

You anxiously squeezed his hand and looked nervous, “I dunno… I’m not supposed to go with strangers. Nami is already gonna be mad at me for walking away and getting lost.” Your lip trembled and you looked like you were about to start crying again.

“Do you want ice cream? I’ll buy you some if you let me help you,” he internally cringed at this. He shouldn’t be encouraging you to take bribes from strangers, but he needs you to cooperate with him for your safety.

Instantly, your eyes lit up at the prospect of getting a treat, “Really?!”

Looks like he’s got you on his side now. That was easy. He smiled at you and ruffled your hair before returning to his full height, “Yes, really. Come on, kid. We’ll get ice cream and then find your friends.” And possibly arrest them, but that’s neither here nor there.

You still had a hold on his hand, but now with only one of yours as you walked alongside him, visibly excited about ice cream. At least he was able to defuse the situation and avoid having you cry again.

There was an ice cream shop not far from here, so it didn’t take long to get there. You were bouncing up and down in place and chanting about ice cream while waiting for your turn. Some older ladies seated at a table nearby were cooing at the sight. Smoker overheard one of them calling this a ‘daddy-daughter date’. He shot them a sideways glance, but didn’t deem it worth it to correct them.

As soon as you’d gotten your ice cream, you thanked Smoker and happily started eating it, seemingly forgetting all about being separated from your friends. He supposes he’ll have to remind you about it.

“Where was the last place you saw Nami, kid?”

You perked up, then went into thought for a moment while licking your treat. You hummed, “I think we were at a clothes store? I don’t remember which one, I wasn’t paying attention.”

That really didn’t narrow it down at all. There were tons of clothing stores in Loguetown. “Do you remember where the store was?” He asked, desperate to get any other details.

“I dunno, I think it was close to the docks,” you shrugged. 

Alright, that still didn’t help much, but it looks like that’s all he’s going to be getting out of you in regards to that. Asking about Nami would probably get him farther, “What does Nami look like?”

While you rambled out a description of her, he was scanning the crowd. No one in his line of sight matched what you were telling him, but that wasn’t particularly shocking. This is a big town, he was unlikely to track a single person down that quickly. At least her orange hair would stick out to him if they did cross paths.

“Hey mister, how come there’s a big stain on your pants?” You asked from slightly behind him. You’d relinquished holding hands with him in favor of your ice cream, leading to you falling a little behind.

Stain? Oh, wait. That’s right, a kid ran into him with her own cone earlier, he’d already forgotten about it. He waved off your inquiry, “My pants ate someone’s ice cream, don’t worry about it.”

You took a decisive step away from him, protectively holding your cone, “Your pants aren’t going to eat mine, too, are they?” You were staring at his pants suspiciously, as if they were about to come after you if you didn’t keep an eye on them.

A brief, quiet chuckle escaped him, “They might if you aren’t paying attention and run into me.” This made you take another step back. Okay, maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say if he didn’t want you getting separated from him.

“How about you sit on my shoulders? That way you can look for your friends and my pants won’t be able to reach your ice cream.”

After a moment of weighing your options, you agree and allow him to place you on his shoulders. He’s pretty sure that you’re far too focused on your treat to really help him look for your friends, but now they will be able to see you. Admittedly, this came with the risk of them noticing him too and turning tail to run. While he would prefer to arrest them, at least you would be spared from whatever fate they had in mind for you.

Strolling around the docks would likely be the best course of action. At least one of them could be on the ship, and you ought to be able to point out which one is theirs. Smoker took a less traveled side road to get there. It was the fastest way, plus it would be nice to get a break from how crowded the other streets were. Currently, you two are the only ones here.

“I. Cannot. Believe you.”

Smoker came to an abrupt halt. He knew that voice well, though he could fathom why he would be saying such a thing to him.

“We’ve known each other for years, how have you never told me?” His naturally gruff voice, thick with a southern drawl, plainly revealed how betrayed he felt. It was still unclear as to why.

“What are you going on about, Masterson?” Smoker turned to the side, eyes landing on the local bounty hunter, Daddy the Father. Though Smoker much preferred his actual name to such a ridiculous moniker. Masterson had just exited a candy store. Several shopping bags were on one arm, while the opposing hand was holding his daughter’s. Her blonde curls bounced as she looked back and forth between them, seemingly also confused by the interaction.

“How have you never told me about your daughter?! She looks like she’s about Carol’s age, they could’ve been friends this whole time!” 

Smoker stiffened, this was the worst possible misunderstanding that could have happened today. “No. No, no, no. This isn’t-”

“We’re friends aren’t we? How could you do this to me?” Masterson put a hand on his hip, the shopping bags loudly crinkling against each other, and glowered at Smoker accusingly.

His gloved hand pinched the bridge of his nose, “We are colleagues, Masterson. I haven’t d-”

“Quit bein’ so formal, you can just call me Daddy,” Masterson, dead set on not letting Smoker get a word in, waved his hand dismissively. 

“Absolutely not.” Smoker keeps talking even when Masterson tries to cut him off again, “This is not my daughter, she’s just a lost child that I’m helping. That’s it.”

Masterson huffed, “You don’t need to lie to me, the jig is up. You’re gonna try tellin’ me that you buy ice cream for and carry around every lost kid you find? Is that your story?”

Carol gasped, “Oh! Can we get some ice cream too, daddy?”

The once rough voice completely transformed and took on a much lighter and gentler tone, “Of course, pumpkin! Just as soon as we’re done talking.” His voice went right back to normal when he faced Smoker again, “I mean, really? You’ve kept this from me for- How old are you, sweetie?” The voice changed again. It was bizarre hearing it switch up so rapidly.

“I’m four,” you answered plainly, apparently not caring at all about all the previous talk of Smoker being accused of being your father. 

“You’ve kept this from me for four years?!”

“I just met her today! She isn’t my kid!” He felt you get jostled a bit from his outburst. It probably wouldn’t be great for him if you dropped an ice cream cone on his head because he startled you. Smoker took a deep breath before gently grabbing you off his shoulders and setting you on the ground. You looked up at him briefly, but your attention was stolen away by Masterson.

The man had crouched down to be more on your level, “Is that your daddy?” You hadn’t even answered yet, but he was already smirking, no doubt thinking he was about to win this argument.

“No,” just like that, you wiped the smug look off his face. You hummed in thought while licking at your treat, “I don’t think I have one anymore.” You sounded disconcertingly nonchalant about this revelation. Now you’ve confirmed that neither of your parents are in the picture.

Masterson’s eyes softened and a frown tugged at the corners of his lips. Then, like a light went off, he looked up at Smoker with his eyebrows raised while gesturing towards you.

“What are you- No. I know what you’re getting at, and no,” he was not about to entertain this insane idea for even a second.

“But the poor thing doesn’t have a daddy, have a heart!”

“I can’t just adopt every kid without a family that I come across,” he can’t believe he’s even having this conversation right now, all because Masterson got such an absurd idea into his head. He has far more important matters to attend to, namely figuring out what is going on with your whole family situation and your “friends”.

“Well maybe not all of them, but why not this one? She’s already grown on you at least a little bit if you’re buying her ice cream,” the man was borderline pleading with him at this point. It was unfathomable as to why he was so hung up on this idea, but Smoker frankly could not be bothered to care enough to get to the bottom of it.

“You’re talking about this like she’s a stray dog I found on the street.” Smoker ran a hand down his face and sighed before sparing you a sideways glance. Mercifully, you didn’t appear all that bothered by the odd exchange going on between them. He spoke in a lower tone in hopes of keeping it that way, “Besides, there’s… more going on here.”

A colder, hardened edge flashed in Masterson’s eyes, he definitely got the hint. He patted Carol on the back and nudged her towards you, “Why don’t you get to know your new friend, daddy has to talk business for a minute.”

The little girl didn’t need to be told twice, and quickly scurried over to you and started introducing herself. 

Smoker and Masterson put some distance between themselves and the children. Still close enough to keep an eye on you two, but far enough to have a chance to talk without being overheard.

Masterson pulled out a pack of cigarettes, shaking one out onto his hand, “What’s going on?”

“Trafficking from the looks of it. Her parents are absent, but her answers have been unusual regarding them.” Smoker decided to swap out his cigars for a couple of new ones now that he had his hands free again. “What really bothers me is that she’s here with “friends” that are all adults that she met yesterday.”

Masterson exhaled a puff of smoke, and shook his head, “Sounds about right. Saw a lot of that sort of thing back when I was still a traveling bounty hunter. They tell kids these fantastical stories to get them to come with them willingly so it’s easier to smuggle them. That girl probably thinks she’s going to a new family, or something of the like.” He glanced over to where you and Carol were with pity in his eyes, “You know who you're looking for yet?”

“I’ve got a description for one of them. A redheaded woman with a tattoo on her shoulder named Nami, but I haven’t encountered her yet. I was going to take her to the docks so she could point out their ship to me.”

The bounty hunter nodded, “Good idea, there could be more kids on board. You want help?”

“If you’re not too busy. An extra pair of eyes-”

“Oh! That’s one of my friends!” Your voice cut through the air in an excited squeal.

Both of them went on high alert instantly. Masterson’s hand hovered over his holstered gun and plumes of smoke began curling off of Smoker’s body as they both frantically surveyed their surroundings. No one else was here. Rather than running towards someone, you bounded over to a wall.

A wall with bounty posters plastered all over it. 

Oh, no.

Your empty hand excitedly slapped one poster in particular and you looked over your shoulder at Smoker with a smile on your face, “He’s one of my friends! It’s cool you got a picture of him!”

A bitter, vicious sensation seeped into Smoker’s heart as he glared at the poster. A young boy smiled back at him, not a care in the world to having his picture taken for a bounty poster. Monkey D. Luffy. Wanted dead or alive for a startling sum of 30,000,000 berry. 

Of course pirates were behind this. Everything was starting to come together and make more sense. Not that it changed much. He was still going to be arresting these friends of yours, just now he didn’t need to investigate them for a solid reason to do so. 

“Is he now? That’s good to know,” Smoker ground out while continuing to stare at the mocking grin. “Don’t worry, I’ll find him for you.”

And make sure the bastard rots in prison, but you didn’t need to know about that part.

[lild00td00t]

What are they like when they kiss: MARINE EDITION!

I started to maybe try to add some story to this little series, would you guys like for these to be short stories instead of imagines ? :)

Also ! I added Sengoku just for you @condoriano-67890 !!! I hope u like it <3

Sengoku

Playful

• His kisses are usually brief, but there’s so much thought behind them

• His kisses are surprises, and also payment for the rice cracker he just took from your hands -

• You’ll be wrapped up in his arms, and feel your feet leave the ground, his boisterous laughter filling the room as he peppers your face in kisses

• Hell poke your side and laugh when you swat at him, fighting through your defensive oscillations only to kiss all over your face, laughing in between <3

• Garp makes fun of him every time you kiss, which usually ends up in an argument, that you have to end, ah the life of a retired fleet admirals partner.. it’s hard

Smoker

Sweet

• Beneath the rough and tough exterior, he is the sweetest marine to ever sail the seas

• You never miss the smile you catch him donning when a group of children runs by, playing in the streets, it makes your heart swell at how soft he is with children

• When you bring it up to him later he’ll only flush, stating that they’re children, and it’s not a big deal

• So when you lean in, your nose barely grazing his, a smile gracing your face, he can’t help but smile

• The kiss you share is so soft, and loving, he dips his head down, pulling you flush agianst him while he rubs up and down your back

• He loves to nuzzle his nose with yours when you’re alone after your kisses, just another small gesture to show he loves you, even if it isn’t in his “ rough and tough “ exterior <3

Coby

Awkward

• Help this poor boy. Should he kiss you first, he’ll be so insecure about how good he is

• The setting was perfect for your kiss, at a festival with plenty of activities for couples

• Hold his hand through the night, stay by his side and lean close to him, and when he talks, gaze up at him with bright eyes, let him know you’re attentive and listening

• When he’s talking start leaning in, even if he stops talking.

• The kiss is.. awkward, his face is stiff, hands are clammy and cold, until you lean into him more, and wrap your arms around him to show you genuinely want him

• He finally gets comfortable enough to return a short kiss before clambering on through the night, his face turning 10 shades darker than his hair whenever you look his way <3

Tashigi

Shy

• She never initiates kisses first, unless it’s on the cheek or temple

• So when you pull her in close, you do all the romantics, like tucking hair behind her ear and adjusting her glasses. Once you cup her face she starts to change shades in the face, stammering incessantly until your lips finally meet hers

• She’ll release a surprised noise, her hands would find your shirt or hips as she melts into the kiss EVENTUALLY, she is very shy about kisses :(

• Please, keep her face cupped after you pull away, tell her how much you love her, and how sweet she is, she might just start crying tears of joy <3 <3 <3

[ezzydantes]

Soldier

Author's Note: This is a request from @mehiwilldoitlater. I hope I did your boy proud! Smoker finds out that his lover, y/n, was kidnapped after being found out by enemy pirates. Warnings: Language, Violence, and fluff towards the end.

Smoker's eyes widened in horror as Doflamingo landed in front of him holding you by your neck. The fear and panic in your eyes were enough to make the seasoned Vice Admiral's stomach turn as you fought uselessly against the one hand that continued to squeeze around your airway.

"You wouldn't happen to know who this little kitten belongs to, would you, Smoker?" the Heavenly Demon cackled as he brought you closer to his face and licked along your cheek, enjoying the fact that you were beginning to turn purple at this point, clawing at his hand and trying to kick out of his iron-tight grip. The warlord threw you to the ground with a sickening thud, that caused you to scream in pain as you landed on your side, most likely breaking some ribs. You immediately began trying to move as far away from your kidnapper as fast as you could only to be stopped by Doflamingo pinning you down on the ground with his foot while he stared at your lover.

"Y/N!!!" Smoker shouted as he began to rush towards you.

"Ah..ah...ah...", the blonde tsked as he applied a bit more pressure to his foot, causing you to scream again, "any further and I may accidentally squish your poor little lover."

"Ah... CHASE!" you shouted as you tried to push the giant's foot off of you, "Don't worry about me! Motherfucker, get off me!"

"The Hell I won't worry about you!", the Marine growled as he spit his cigars out and readied his weapon, "GET OFF MY WOMAN, YOU BASTARD!"

The Logia Devil User lunged for the Paramecia User, being caught off guard as the latter kicked you up into the air towards the him, causing the younger man to drop his weapon and catch you. This gave the Heavenly Demon a chance to charge the both of you, knocking you and your lover back a good ways into a solid stone rock. "Chase!" you called his nickname as you tried to remain conscious enough to shake him awake, knowing that the warlord was making his way towards you both.

The white-haired man immediately engulfed you in his arms and caged you against the rock, trying desperately to keep the blows from Doflamingo reaching you. You began crying as you saw the inexplicable pain that the Marine tried to hide from you as he squinted, continuously bracing himself after every hit to make sure that you didn't feel any of it. "Baby!?" you cried out again as he tried to muster a painful smile.

"I got you, Baby Girl", he grunted as he tried to convey through his eyes what he couldn't physically explain right now as he took blow after blow.

He would die for you if he had to... if it meant protecting you in this fight, he'd gladly lay down his life, but he wasn't going to give up that easily. He had to get you out of there and to Tashigi and the rest of G5. He knew they would keep you safe as they knew the nature of your relationship to their leader. You were his childhood sweetheart, the only person in this world who had stood beside him for all these years. He'd be damned if after everything he lost you now and especially not to a piece of shit like Donquixote Doflamingo.

In between the barrage of fists and kicks, Smoker managed to dodge long enough to pull you to him and shoot off into the air. "Hold on, Baby Girl... I'm going to keep you safe", he coughed as he tried to keep his wits about him flying through the air, avoiding Doflamingo's aerial attacks as well as make sure he didn't drop you.

"Vice Admiral! Smoker!" he heard the shouts of his crew and he gripped you closer to him, kissing your forehead as he lowered himself just enough that he knew they could catch you. "I'm going to draw him off...."

"Chase! That's suicide!" you gripped him tighter, trying to make sure he couldn't drop you. If he was going to die, you were going to die with him. "Not without you!"

"STUBBORN ASS WOMAN!" he shouted as he pulled you from him, "We will both die if I cannot get you somewhere safe so that I can fight him with no worries."

Tears began pouring down your face as you realized he was doing this to protect you, to give himself a fighting chance to get back to you. "You better come back to me, Soldier!"

He chuckled as he swooped down and around again to avoid another attack from the warlord. "Yes, Ma'am", he promised, "Even if its on a stretcher for the dead... I'm coming back to you."

You kissed him as hard as you could, letting him know that he meant everything to you, before you let go of him as he dropped you into G5's awaiting arms. "Mrs. Smoker!" they shouted as they scrambled to get you away from the fray. "Be careful, she's hurt pretty bad!" "Watch it! Smokey will kill us if anything happens to his girl!" It was then that all of your injuries began to take a toll and you passed out as soon as Tashigi reached you. "Y/n!" she shouted as her face turned to darkness.

There were so many memories that you seemed to be reliving over and over. The first time you and Smoker met. The first time you both admitted to having feelings for each other. When he left to join the Marines and you had to go months without a word before finally getting letters. The first time you saw each other after he graduated from being a cadet to each promotion after that. His promise to love and protect you forever. The ring you knew he kept in his quarters that he thought you didn't know about.

After what felt like an eternity your body slammed back into consciousness and you awoke with a gasp and a grunt as you couldn't necessarily sit up in your current state. "Baby Girl!" your lover whispered as he gently caressed your forehead while kissing your lips carefully before cupping your face, "You're still here.... here with me..."

The white-haired man eased his forehead against yours as his non-existent grip on your cheeks began to increase in the slightest bits of pressure, fearfully trying not to cause any pain in your condition, "You almost left me.... "

Your tears were enough to let him know that it was not your intention to ever leave him as it was never his as well. Your eyes began to focus a bit more and you noticed all of his injuries. You scowled at him as you began raking your eyes all over him, assessing the damage. "You fucking, Beast.... " your voice hoarse from all of the shouting and the pain that had finally caught up to you.

"Right back at you, Sweetheart..." your Marine chuckled painfully as he grunted while situating himself precariously against you and gingerly taking you into his arms. You melted into his embrace.

"How did he get to you?" Smoker quietly spoke as he nuzzled into your neck, content to hear you breathing.

"I'm not exactly sure... one minute I'm in the kitchen talking to my cousin on the transponder snail and the next I'm flying over the ocean in that bastard's grip", you whispered back as you caressed your fingers through his white hair, enjoying the slight growl you solicited from him.

"I want you to move in with me at my post", he adjusted his head so that he was staring into your (e/c) eyes, taking a second to appreciate the light and life behind them.

"Stop looking at me like I'm dead, Baby...", you wrapped your arms around his head gently pulling him closer to your face as you peppered sweet kisses all over his bruised and battered face. You pulled away just enough to trace the scar over his face. "Takes more than Doucheflamingo to get rid of me."

"I'm serious, y/n..." Smoker stops your fingers caressing his face and gently kisses the inside of your palm before placing it on his chest, just above his heart, "Marry me... come be with me, Baby Girl..."

Your smile makes his heart skip a beat as you lean in and kiss him on his lips, once, twice... and the third lingered for good measure. The way the two of you always kissed before being separated for long periods of time. "I'll marry you, Chase... just always come back to me Soldier... that's an order."

"Aye aye..." he chuckled once more before pulling you into another kiss as he settled against your chest and fell asleep to your heartbeat, enamored by your voice saying, "I love you, Chase..."

The pair of you falling into a blissful sleep that was ruined the next morning by the G5 crew and Tashigi panicking trying to find the Vice Admiral only to find him passed out in bed with his lover. "Get the Hell outta here!" Smoker growled as he winced sitting up and trying to cover you as well.

You couldn't help but painfully laugh at the antics and knew that there would never be a dull moment with your soldier and his crew.

[kookie-doughs]

Daddy Cupid: The Fake Boyfriend

Modern!Smoker X Reader

-When your father grows weary of your single life, he takes it upon himself to play matchmaker. With him knowing the entire city, he embarks on a mission to find you the perfect match.

Chapter 1: Please please pleaseeeeee

"So you ruined your date?"

"He didn't show up! This isn't fair! It's not my fault he stood me up. I'm not going on another date," you retorted with a glare.

Your dad, instead of showing his usual worry, wore a sly smirk. "Don't worry, you won't have to go on any more dates."

You frowned, "Really? That fast?"

He smiled mischievously, "I mean you're going to get engaged. You don't have to go through those dates anymore, right?"

You blinked, taken aback, "Wait what who huh????"

"Engaged. You're going to get engaged to someone I chose for you. I was approached by a friend, Linlin. She said she wanted to marry off her son."

Your dad's words left you stunned, and your mind raced with a million questions about what he had in mind.

You shook your head vehemently, still processing the information. "I'm not getting engaged to a complete stranger. This is ridiculous."

Your dad remained unfazed, "Well, you will be if you stay single. Linlin got a lot of proposal offers, and I've already submitted your name. She's going through the list, and you'll have to respond in a week or two."

Your frustration was apparent as you retorted, "I'm not even a prime candidate? No, thank you, I'm not going to get engaged like this."

With a knowing look, your father suggested, "Maybe if you go on some dates, you'll find somebody before Big Mom announces you as her next daughter-in-law."

You could hardly contain your anger, "You are a despicable old man."

He chuckled, "Well, it better be a great man then!"

You felt utterly defeated after your conversation with your father, and the thought of returning home was too daunting. You decided to contact Buggy, asking him to meet you at Smoker's place instead.

Fortunately, Buggy was nearby and arrived at Smoker's apartment before you did. You both let yourselves in, even though Smoker was not at home at the moment. The familiar surroundings of his place offered some solace. You immediately began sharing the events of earlier to him.

Buggy was clearly shocked by your revelation. "No fucking way," he gasped in response.

You respond, exclaiming, "Yes fucking way. I'm going to... AHHHHHHH! WHAT AM I GONNA DO, BUG?! I DON'T WANNA GET ENGAGED! ESPECIALLY NOT TO A CHARLOTTE, HOLY SHIT!"

You paced around Smoker's living room, anxiety coursing through you.

Buggy brainstormed possible solutions. "Is there like a way to change this? Maybe tell Big Mom you don't wanna get married?"

"We both know Linlin doesn't care about us. And Dad said if I meet someone, he'll cancel the engagement..."

"So, you have to date someone?"

"Yeah, in a week! I'm not gonna find a guy I can date in a week, Bug, I'm over! I'm gonna be a wife! I'm gonna be Charlotte Y/N!!" You could feel the panic in your voice as the reality of your situation sunk in.

Buggy then smirks and interrupts you, saying, "You don't have to date date someone."

You were taken aback. "What? Yes, I do, Dad would—"

"No, listen to me," Buggy said, trying to explain his plan. "You can fake date."

"Fake date? Buggy, if you're gonna try fooling my dad—"

"DO YOU WANT HELP OR NOT?????"

"FINE WHAT IS IT"

"OKAY! So you can fake date. Find someone who'll pretend to be your boyfriend."

"My dad isn't dumb. He's going to know... especially if it only took me a week to find a boyfriend. Crocodile and I took 5 months before we put labels," you grumble.

"What about me? I'll pretend. We've known each other for a while, Rayleigh would let it slide."

"No, you suck at acting. You can't tell a lie for shit, Buggy. You'll end up pissing yourself in front of my dad," you grumble.

"What about Shanks?"

"He's a whore. He wouldn't be allowed to date anyone for a while, I can't do that to him."

Buggy leaned back in his chair, looking thoughtful. "Alright. So, no to me and Shanks, but we need to find someone who can convince your dad without raising suspicion. A good actor."

You both pondered for a moment. Your mind raced through the list of potential candidates.

As Smoker entered the room, your very serious discussion came to an abrupt halt. You and Buggy exchanged knowing smirks, and he gave a subtle nod.

"What the hell are you both doing here?"

You sauntered over to Smoker with a teasing smile and casually rested your arm on his shoulder, batting your eyelashes at him.

"Smokey, would you like to be my boyfriend?"

His response was short and simple. "No."

Undeterred by Smoker's initial refusal, you continued with your playful insistence, pouting and using your best puppy-dog eyes.

"Smookeyyyy, pleeeease! Pretty please with a cherry on top!"

You clung to his arm, swaying gently and wearing a playful smile.

"Why would I date you?" Smoker questioned.

"Because you love me, and I'm pretty?" You responded with a hint of mischief in your voice, flashing him your softest smile.

He grumbled, pushing you away as he crashed on the couch next to Buggy.

"Tell me what's happening," he sighed.

You and Buggy began retelling the events, explaining the impending arranged marriage and the need for a fake boyfriend to ward it off. Smoker listened, his usual gruff expression softening as he comprehended the situation.

"You're worried about Shanks' love life but not mine?"

"Well, you don't have one. So, pretty pleaseeee, just a few months." You grinned.

"Wait, how long is a few months?"

"About 5 to 6 months!"

"Isn't that like half a year?" Buggy blinked. "Why do you need it that long?"

"We can shorten it if needed, but that's the maximum duration we'll pretend to date. It depends on how long it takes to deceive my dad..."

Smoker raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. "And what's in it for me?"

You grinned mischievously. "I'll owe you one, Smokey. Whatever you want, within reason, once this is all over."

Buggy chimed in. "And I'll make sure you don't have to pay for any alcohol during the entire time you're 'dating' my dear friend here."

Smoker sighed, rubbing his temples. "You're both a pain in the ass. Fine, but the moment this is over, I don't want to hear a word about this ever again."

You cheered and hugged Smoker, who grunted in response. It seemed like your plan was coming together, though you couldn't help but wonder how well it would work out.

"I'll be in your care, darling~" You cooed.

"I'm already about to break up with you." He hissed.

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[wing-ed-thing]

Smoker x Pirate!Reader Relationship Headcanons

Tags/Warnings: No Reader Pronouns, Mild Sexualization

𓆃 This... isn't going to go as well as you think it will.

𓆃 Because Smoker is one of the last people in the service who will throw away all of his deeply held views on justice and what that means just to chase the tail of an attractive pirate.

𓆃 Much of your relationship— or lack thereof— will look relatively normal on the outside with Smoker chasing you and you running from the Marines like the pirate you are.

𓆃 And any enjoyment you get out of your limited interactions will be largely up to you. It's on you whether you want to tease him, drag on your fights, and give him a firm slap on the ass before you leave, because Smoker isn't about to initiate any sort of closeness or fondness from his end.

𓆃 He's never going to make comments that resemble anything complimentary or claim his goals are anything different than taking you into custody.

𓆃 Although Smoker is a fan of repartee. So, while worming your way out of your Marine/pirate relationship is a no-go, you can warm him up to you through witty banter.

𓆃 And depending on your demeanor, you can essentially make yourself a part of Smoker's routine, and fighting you suddenly turns into a formality.

𓆃 "I suppose there's no way I could ask you to turn yourself in quietly, huh?" Smoker puffs every time, taking a drag of his cigar with his eyes cast toward the sky. He already knows how things between you end.

𓆃 You'll get away, and it'll be time for him to track you down so you can banter with him and start the cycle all over again.

𓆃 While his intentions to follow through with his orders will never quell, the more he develops a soft spot for you, the more negotiating he'll begin to do.

𓆃 First, they're with himself, as if his growing fondness and fixation for you are normal for his line of work.

𓆃 "It's a matter of pride," he'll grumble, "I'm a Marine, goddammit."

𓆃 Sticking to the work excuse doesn't last for long. After all, Smoker isn't one to lie to himself. And so the negotiations will shift to you.

𓆃 "You're wasted as a goddam pirate," "Look, if you turn yourself in, I might be able to pull a few strings to get you back on your feet after your sentencing," "We've been through this song and dance enough... c'mon now."

𓆃 You're not sure if he realizes that he's subconsciously resorted to trying to convince you to become a part of his world. That somehow you might join up or leave your life of crime behind— like that would change anything.

𓆃 Smoker will walk up to you with a sigh, his weapon thrown across his shoulder and his opposite hand in the pocket of his jacket.

𓆃 "No way you're turnin' yourself in?" he'll ask.

𓆃 "No chance in hell, Smoky," you'll tell him with a shake of your head.

𓆃 And that's how your relationship will go.

𓆃 There might be some times when he has no other choice but to deviate from your usual routine. Perhaps the stars aligned in your favor or the cards were stacked against him in a scenario where it made more sense to let you go.

𓆃 Or maybe he'll give into a lapse in judgment, giving into you a bit more but still never dropping his closely-held position in the Marines for a second.

𓆃 The only stability you'll have together is the consistent cycle of him trying to arrest you. And unless one of you gives in, that's all you'll ever truly be.

𓆃 No matter what the feelings are, what's happened in the past, or the fleeting moments of intimacy, Smoker isn't going to be the one to break.

𓆃 So it becomes a question of your freedom and if you're willing to give that up for the mere chance of a life with a man who you don't even know will truly accept you because of your past.

𓆃 Perhaps you'll see if and when the World Government crumbles...

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

[mehiwilldoitlater]

Smoker doesn't like when costumetrs treat bad young waitress (especially if it's his favourite waitress)

[smokersbaby]

\o/ Hello friend <3

Smoker - K and W for the NSFW alphabet please <3

SMOKER - NSFW ALPHABET

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Being accustomed to giving orders all day long, Smoker loves being submissive from time to time in the dom-sub dynamic with you. This is something out of his ordinary life and the idea of his attitude being tamed thrills him even more. Smoker is into some kind of (consensual) voyeurism: he shivers watching you touching yourself in front of him as he tries to resist the urge to touch himself too or climb on top of you to fill you with his cock instead of your fingers. Edging is something he does, mostly related to his breeding kink. He needs to hear you begging when you're close to cumming. He'd stop two, even three times when you're about to come until you can't take it anymore and you start to beg desperately both for your release and for him to breed you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Though it's not something strictly related to role play, Smoker has a weak spot for seeing you in his clothes, wearing his uniform and smoking his cigars too. Probably it's because it gives you that aura of power that makes his knees weak, imagining all the ways you could try to tame him while wearing his Vice Admiral coat and nothing underneath.  A little hint: using a bit of seastone of him, knowing when to stop since it makes him powerless, can turn him on even more because of the feeling of submission it gives him.

[shankschewtoy]

Hayo, I noticed ur blog and fell in love. I was wondering if I could request Smoker, Crocodile, Zoro, and Hihawk with an S/O who is reckless. I'm talking like Luffy kinda reckless. Oh, this berry might be super poisonous? Only one way to find out-

a/n - awww you’re so sweet I’m glad you like my blog 💜💜 oml I’m giggling tysm nero for the request !

Warnings ⚠️ - crack kinda, g/n reader

Opposites attract

- poor man is so tired

- “CROCO- I FOUND A MUSHROOM LOOK LOOK! It matches your hair!! tastes a bit funny though.” You said excitedly, showing your lover the black mushroom

- the color should’ve been the first hint that maybe you shouldn’t eat that.

- but you ate it anyways

- “cool. Cool.”

- “… wait what.”

- he needed a minute

- then it clicked, you collapsed to the ground, coughing and clutching your stomach from the pain

- “Y/n- you ate a random mushroom?!”

- frantically trying to not freak out

- he’s trying to remain calm. but it’s not working

- god the pain was unbearable, your stomach churning but also cramping at the same time

- And to make it better? You might’ve eaten the entire mushroom 🙃

- he’s not a doctor wtf is he supposed to do-???

- literally slapping your back to try and get you to spit it out

- “I ALREADY SWALLOWED IT- STOP OW!”

- you survived, but crocodile’s sanity didn’t lol

- in battles, you were always the first one to spring into action, much to your lover’s dismay

- “Let’s go!!!” You shouted, jumping off the ship, running straight towards the marine encampment

- “Y/N GET BACK HERE-!”

- he didn’t even get to explain the plan yet

- man loves you a lot, so he sticks with you even though you drive him insane

- “y/n don’t you even think about eating that. it was on the ground.”

- “but- 5 second rule-“

- “NO-“

- ….

- *eats it anyways*

- he’s like a wall

- does he ever express emotion to your shenanigans???

- definition of 🗿

- you end up getting into more dumb shit just to see if he’d react

- you could be choking on a poisonous berry, and all he does is fucking slap your back, and you spit it out no problem

- he’s like those magic moms

- he wouldn’t appreciate being called that

- right before you rush to jump off the cliff, he literally just grabs you by the back of your shirt like you’re a tiny cat

- he does it with one hand while he’s reading the newspaper with the other

- not even looking

- you’re honestly tired of trying to get him to react, so you end up falling asleep on him sometimes, exhausted from all your reckless activities

- oh if only you were awake to see how he reacted to this

- he had a soft smile on his face, and he ran his fingers through your hair, softly patting your back and hugging you close to him

- this was the time that he reacted, and you were unfortunately asleep 🙃

- you’re bad for his health

- you give him heart attacks every single day

- Tashigi has started to give him free therapy sometimes

- when you literally jump off the ship before he can explain the plan to you, he has to quickly grab you with his smokey hands

- he has an amazing reaction time thanks to you :)

- “Smokey! I was just gonna take care of ‘em for you!” You said with a smile, hanging in front of your lover

- how could he not forgive you???? He loved you too much to stay mad

- he has to keep you close by, but when you suddenly disappear, and he sees you beating up a bunch of pirates in the distance

- my god you’re going to be the death of him

- all he wants is for you to be safe, and you’re charging straight towards the danger with a huge smile on your face-

- “Smokey!!!! I beat them up for you!” You said, waving at him

- you were sitting on top the pile of beaten up pirates with your big smile that smoker loved so much

- he couldn’t help but smile back with a tired sigh

- he one time almost couldn’t breathe because he couldn’t find you for a good five minutes before you jumped out of a barrel to spook him

- man was so scared he couldn’t move

- “um. smokey are you ok?…”

- it took a good five minutes for his mind to process what just happened, and then he scolded you for another ten :)

- obviously you didn’t listen to even half of what he said tho 👍

- I mean he has Luffy as a captain, so he’s pretty used to it

- or so he thought.

- you were eating a mushroom right in front of him, and he looked confused as to what exactly you were eating

- “Did the pervert cook give you a mushroom??”

- “No- mffm. I found it.”

- your mouth was full, and then you swallowed it right when he realized

- "YOU IDIOT-! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!"

- frantically slapping you

- it left bruises

- "cant you just shit it out?!"

- "I CANT SHIT ON COMMAND MOSSHEAD!"

- chopper saved you, but now Zoro has to accompany you everytime you explore the islands

- you picked up some berries from a nearby bush, and you were about to put them in your mouth

- he bonked your head with his fist, "don't even think about it y/n."

- "OW THAT HURT IDIOT!"

- you hit him back and it started a whole fight

- you won >:)

a/n - hehe these are fun

[clumsyexpression]

⤺ All in a Name⤻

Some nicknames that One Piece Men find to be terms of endearment, much to your dismay ❤

also interpret some of these...however you may ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ace: Hot Pocket

His favorite and most delicious go-to snack that he could have 17 times a day every day and never get tired of because he loves them so so much. He doesn’t discriminate on any of the flavors nor does he care how long its been in the freezer aka doesnt care if it's freezer burnt to oblivion when he has to reach super far back in his secret stash and when he accidentally overcooks one in the microwave, it still tastes just as good – having a super hot, goopy mess makes it all the better ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Corazon: Y/N, Y/N, bo-banie, Bonana-fanna fo-fanie, Fee fi mo-manie ~ Y/N!

He loves cute names and he loves passcodes so it kinda works in tandem. Yes, he sings the whole song, depending on how much of it you allow him to finish

Crocodile: Alligator

You deadass came up with this yourself and he’s never used it once. I mean, yeah, he still sees you later, but never will you be able to make this man say this, or ever call you a gator.

Franky: Jane

‘It’s just like that one Jim Carrey movie if you think about it!’ Everything is like a Jim Carrey movie to him. And if you were his partner-in-crime, your name – personality notwithstanding – is automatically Jane…..like in that one Jim Carrey movie.

Katakuri: Lofthouse Cookie

It’s a highly controversial topic for the both of you. He claims that they do indeed taste good, you say they are the abomination of the dessert world – if you could even really call it food. I dunno, that’s between yall. But the sentiment is there lol

Kid: Socket Wrench

Very handy and capable of doing many jobs ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Killer: Ravioli-Ravioli-Give-Me-the-Formuoli

It doesn’t get much better than pasta nor does it matter what kind. But ravioli is stuffed with good stuff and is more filling, as are you to him.

Kuzan: Bazoongas

‘Why? What’s wrong with that? Everybody loves bazoongas. I love bazoongas. I love you. Bazoongas.’

Law:  Dihydroxyphenyl

Because he’s not very forthcoming with his feelings, he likes to make you figure it out. Will vacillate between cholecalciferol and the other obnoxiously named chemical compounds that compose Omega-3 Fatty Acids. They’re all good for the heart, and even though he may not outright say it in layman’s terms, that’s what he means. ‘Cholecalciferol-ya, I need another dose.’ ‘I could use some of my Eicosapentaenoic acid-ya right about now.’

Luffy: Number 9

Cause a Number 9 on any menu never disappoints and will always make him happy, regardless of what life brings. Even if y'all somehow end up in a fancy schmancy restaurant, the 9th item on the menu is the go-to though most of the time he doesn’t even count lmao

Marco: Berdst Friend

Totally just a cute punny name, absolutely not what it actually references

Mihawk: Jalapeño Popper

You’re very spicy and what’s better than you to complement a glass of wine?? Can you guys tell that I don’t drink or smoke pffft

Sanji: Egg

They are supposedly aphrodisiacs and like, people eat them in everything. You have the same effect on him, so there’s no better nickname that’s more fitting ♡ according to him

Smoker: Marlboro Lights 100s

His first love before cigars. Will always hold a special spot in his heart. But forreal tho – why do people by these up?? Really don’t miss those days having to sell’em lmao

Usopp: Hacky Sack

Hacky sacks would make perfect ammunition for his slingshots, but he could never because he couldn’t bear to cast something so personable and cozy like that away – even against an enemy maybe – and that’s the same regard he has for you.

X Drake: Sarah, Plain and Tall

Not so much a nickname rather than something he has to mutter under his breath to keep it together. Just..try not to flash any more skin than you already are and everything should be gravy.

Zoro: Swiss Army Knife

He doesn’t really call things cute or adorable, but you know what he means when he calls you his little Swiss Army Knife cause they’re super cute and have so much going on, but you would never know it at first glance..unless..you know…show all your goods and what you can do by bearing it all ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[quinloki]

Smoker - Giving / Demanding

Reader style - Afab they/them Time slot - After Hours Client Name - (⌐■_■) Confidential! CW: Vocal kink, teasing through clothes, non-gendered praises, established relationship

Smoker sat on the floor in little more than a pair of sweats and some socks. He pats the inside of his thigh to bring you closer and has you turn around before he pulls you into his lap.

You’re still fully clothed, nothing fancy, just a sweater, some leggings and sock thick enough to keep you warm. How he wasn’t cold in the cool apartment was beyond you, but as you sat in his lap, back to his chest, you could feel the warmth soaking into your sweater.

“I see you decided to be nice.” Smoker hums, voice sinking into your back as much as your ear. “You didn’t wear that awful scratchy sweater for this.”

You laugh, leaning back to look up at his as his wide, warm hands move over your arms. “Since I don’t have a bra on, I didn’t want to make it easy for you.” You tease, tilting your head enough to accept a soft kiss from him.

His hands move, fondling your breasts through the sweater as he leans in, deepening the kiss instead of breaking it. The fabric might be softer than your notoriously itchy sweater, but he’s already teasing your stiff nipples.

He leans back. “Ah, right, only one kind of touching has been allowed.”

“I’ll forgive the kiss,” you grin, turning so your back’s to his chest fully again.

To the sensitive flesh, the sweater might as well be scratchy, rough against your skin as his fingers shift and twist the knit around your tits. You gasp, grabbing onto his arms as your entire body tenses in his lap from an unexpected zing of pleasure.

“Oh?” He hums and you feel your face flush.

“L-lucky break,” you insist, turning your face away from him, trying to suppress the pleasure skittering deep into your chest and flickering between your thighs.

“You demanded we try some different kinks.” He muses, his touch getting lighter for a moment, which seemed to be worse for you than if he had been more forceful. “I’m just giving you want you wanted.”

“Ah - ahhhh, I didn’t expect -.”

You can feel the weight of his cheek against the side of your head, his hot breath against your ear before he even speaks. “Do you think a bra would’ve spared you?” The surety and depth in his voice sinks into your body like a shot and you tense again.

“… a vocal kink?”

You shake your head, but you can’t bring yourself to speak. When he speaks again it’s low, sweet and smoky, and still so full of authority you almost whimper.

“Is it the tone?” His questions are rhetorical and he doesn’t wait for a reply. “Timbre?” His fingers continue to tease your nipples through the sweater as your fingers flex against immovable arms. “Maybe it’s the words themselves.”

He twists a little more harshly than before and you can’t stop the gasp from escaping your lips.

“How I want to mark your neck and slip my fingers into your soaking pussy right now.” He continues, voice crackling through your soul like thunder. “But you’re going to lose just like this.”

“Cheee-ating.” You huff, shivering against him, pleasure floating through your entire body.

“The demand was just that I only touch your tits through the shirt you picked.” He insists. “You didn’t limit any other sense.”

“Ah, please,” you whimper, you’re so close, and his voice is ruining you paired with the steady teasing.

“Let’s test another kink,” he says, fingers teasing your nipples until your body tenses and your toes start to curl. “You’re being so good for me,” he growls the sweet words into your ear, reveling in the wet whimper that escapes your sweet lips.

“Cum for me.”

[tsunderedoctor]

Hi, I'm new to your blog and think it's so kind and fantastic that you offer so much comfort to other fans like this. If it's a good time for you and you're comfortable with it, may I ask for an emergency request? I've been struggling with self-loathing thoughts and feeling like I'm a burden. There's days it feels like the bad feelings bubble up and want to explode "Because I'm worthless!" when people ask what's wrong, even though I don't want others to know. Could I get Smoker, (1/2, sorry!!)

(2/2, again so sorry for the length of this!) I wanted to know if I could get Smoker, Shanks, and Benn with an s/o (gn! reader please) along with Whitebeard (fatherly) that accidentally blows up like that and how they comfort or challenge their partner's thoughts. I struggle correcting my own negative thoughts and it'd mean a lot to hear them call them out in a way. Either way, thank you so much for your time and I appreciate you and your blog immensely.

So sorry this took so long, I won’t lie I haven’t been feeling well lately mentally, but I hope you are well and know you are important and so loved!! 💜

Despite his gruff appearance, he has a soft spot for good people, and you are on that list. He struggles with his words and knowing what to say, so he allows his actions to speak for him.

He enjoys quality time and acts of service to let you know how you mean to him. Once he notices the rejection and feelings of worthlessness coming from you, he does his best to spend more time with you, even taking away from work. 

Goes silent when you snap at him, reminding himself you are just upset right now and that you need his support during this difficult time. Even if you refuse the hug, pulls you close, telling you how much you mean to him through red cheeks. 

Spends the rest of the day, gloved hand petting your head, trying to remind you how important you are to him without expressing those difficult words.

Shanks hates when people criticize or talk badly about his things, and that includes you too! He has no problem putting you in your place when you begin saying mean things about yourself.

He goes out his way to make you see how much he needs you, even if it means hurting himself on “accident” just so you can patch him back up! 

Reminds you how much you mean to him and pulls you close to his body. He’s a physical touch lover and wants you to know that sometimes he just needs you and can’t go a day without your hugs. Just one more reason why you are so important to him!

If you still refuse to see things his way, he will give you the stare that terrifies a hundred men, DON’T talk bad about his beloved treasures or feel his wrath!

Benn is a bit more easier to talk to than Shanks when it comes to self-hatred. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t care however, rather he understands the feeling and knows nothing he will say can change that.

More of a acts of service doer, so he helps you relieve some stress by making your favorite meal or doing a difficult task you were stressing about. 

Let’s you vent out all your frustrations as he smokes a cigarette and hums every once in a while, letting you know he is listening. He knows this emotion is just a phase and will pass, leading you back to wanting to be in his arms soon enough. You just had to work it out of your system first.

When the time comes and you just want to cry in his arms, expressing your anger and frustrations, he opens them wide to let you in. Strong arms working so hard to hold the weight of the world for both of you.

This reminds him so much of Ace, it hurts his old soul. Please don’t go doing something crazy, like sacrificing yourself to feel your validation of being needed and wanted. 

Keeps a close eye on you and does his best to be a listening ear when you come for advice or support. But always tells you that you matter in the crew and that he’s proud of you. 

Definitely a words of affirmation and quality time seeker. He wants you to know you belong in the crew and will tell you every day if needed. You ARE important, damn it! 

Even on his death bed, he reached out and pats your head in a loving manner, reminding you just in that act alone how much you matter to him and that you did him proud. Don’t be so hard on yourself or you’ll make your old man cry.

[samalong1]

Smoker as a dad

🚬the man whose known foe being terrifying and unhealthy to even be around due to second hand smoke never expected to be a dad so he was quite shocked to hear you wanted him to be one

🚬none of the other marines would know about it he doesn't like to share personal buisness he'll took 5 years for them ti find out he married you because he simply doesn't feel the need to share stuff about himself to coworkers

🚬they only find out when you go to his office baby in hand for him to watch over while he worked after a personal emergency

🚬he's a active parent doesn't get the never changed the diaper dad style but when he was in his office child in arms he was clueless

🚬had such a strict rule of no home stuff sinking into work and no work stuff coming home it short circuited him

🚬many marines seemed to walk by his door and slowing down at the window to see if the rumors about Smoker really holding a small child responding to their mindless babble with nods and I sees

🚬not even the town believes their eyes when he is seen holding the baby ordering them their first icecream

🚬whenever he has the baby he's always seen with no cigars pribally the first time many people saw him without it

🚬poor guy even though he smokes for his devil fruit powers its hard not to get addicted as soon as you were co firmed pregnant he was aggresivly chewing on chewing tobacco so you woudnt inhale a single puff of second hand smoke

🚬even though he makes good bank at the marines he doesn't belive in buying some big house when he diesnt need it

🚬you two simply had a 2 bed 1 bathroom house on one floor

🚬the 2nd room was used for his home office but no way he would want to move to a entire new house just for a office he could move to his bedroom

🚬soon the room once filled with ships in the bottles,collection of fine cigars,and marine memphoriblia was soon replaced with diapers and toys

🚬his child would nit be allowed to het away with anything under the exuse of who their dad was Smoker hares abusing a title

🚬once when your kid was out playing and pushed over another kid saying how their dad was a marine boss and he could beat up their dad

🚬the entire group of kids went silent as smoker suddenly appeared infront of him

🚬your poor kid

🚬probally woudnt use physical discipline at most gets a bonk on the head by his hand when they do something completely stupid

🚬after a long day after work of changing diapers and trying to get a fussy kid to eat his damn veggies he'd lay next to you head in your chest calmly asking for another