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The symbolism of flowers
Flowers have a long history of symbolism that you can incorporate into your writing to give subtext.
Symbolism varies between cultures and customs, and these particular examples come from Victorian Era Britain. You'll find examples of this symbolism in many well-known novels of the era!
Amaryllis: Pride
Black-eyed Susan: Justice
Bluebell: Humility
Calla Lily: Beauty
Pink Camellia: Longing
Carnations: Female love
Yellow Carnation: Rejection
Clematis: Mental beauty
Columbine: Foolishness
Cyclamen: Resignation
Daffodil: Unrivalled love
Daisy: Innocence, loyalty
Forget-me-not: True love
Gardenia: Secret love
Geranium: Folly, stupidity
Gladiolus: Integrity, strength
Hibiscus: Delicate beauty
Honeysuckle: Bonds of love
Blue Hyacinth: Constancy
Hydrangea: Frigid, heartless
Iris: Faith, trust, wisdom
White Jasmine: Amiability
Lavender: Distrust
Lilac: Joy of youth
White Lily: Purity
Orange Lily: Hatred
Tiger Lily: Wealth, pride
Lily-of-the-valley: Sweetness, humility
Lotus: Enlightenment, rebirth
Magnolia: Nobility
Marigold: Grief, jealousy
Morning Glory: Affection
Nasturtium: Patriotism, conquest
Pansy: Thoughtfulness
Peony: Bashfulness, shame
Poppy: Consolation
Red Rose: Love
Yellow Rose: Jealously, infidelity
Snapdragon: Deception, grace
Sunflower: Adoration
Sweet Willian: Gallantry
Red Tulip: Passion
Violet: Watchfulness, modesty
Yarrow: Everlasting love
Zinnia: Absent, affection
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Luffy gets a haircut
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happy womens day to everyones favorite woman
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don’t call me kid, don’t call me baby
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rkiveinmarvel · 14 days
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taylor swift wrote this for zolu and nothing can change my mind.
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rkiveinmarvel · 16 days
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fighting side by side with zoro! (fluff) - wc:386
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fighting side by side with zoro is part of being a loyal member of the straw hat and a mutual respect brewed between with him and you.
he cleans his sword and you would try working on some fighthing stance. he would spar with you and you would throw jokes along his way. you would watch him practice his new skill as he guides your stance.
he would also let his hand linger on your waist when he fix your stance, he would spar with you with intent of getting close to you, he would practice his new skill with the intent of showing off.
that's zoro when he's with you.
your hand dances in his scar as you hum soft music in his chest. he lives in moments like this. he chest vibrates as you told him it took him too long to confess. both of you laughed.
god, he loved your laugh: he wishes to bottle it, treasure it, and protect it and he would.
as his hand ran in your hair, he watched the scene unfold earlier, how his blooded hand reached into yours and your eyes showing relief when you heard him breath.
"were you always that worried about me?" he asked as he drew circles in your shoulders, getting drunk with your scent.
memories came back; two years ago: alabasta, skypiea, thriller bark--and sabaody archipelago-- "i was always worried about you."
in that he felt his heart a bit more warmer than usual, a bit more warmer when he works out. he nods as you listen to his heartbeart
"you were always worried, huh? all those damn years ago, and now...but there's a much more worse part in your worry..."
you wondered as you rest your chin in his chest.
"there were times, i thought i wouldn't be back to you. and i hate that." your heard his heartbeat pounding a little louder, as he smiled as he placed a hand on your cheek.
he loves you so damn much. with a soft smile, he grabs your hand and kissed your knuckles.
"well, let's not leave each other's side then.."
fighting with zoro side by side is something, but loving zoro is another--because that man would let you unravel pieces of him like he was only made to be understood by you.
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i love that boy sm (softzoroiscanonzoro)
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rkiveinmarvel · 17 days
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If he moans while eating you out, he’s a SLUT.
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rkiveinmarvel · 18 days
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Soft!Zoro is canon Zoro propaganda: IT'S FUCKING YES FOR ME
it’s not in zoro’s nature to be affectionate. at best, the swordsman is stiff and awkward and at worst, cold and unreceptive - still, there are always exceptions, namely you. 
because in the confines of the bathroom, where four walls shut the two of you off to the rest of the world and the lukewarm water of the bathtub laps at your bare skin, it’s his touch that consumes you whole. a steady warmth as you lean against the muscular chest settled behind you.
a warm kiss is pressed onto the back of your neck, followed by another on your shoulder, then another until it reaches the soft flesh between your ears and your jaw, goosebumps rising in its wake. 
zoro smoothes a hand over your prickly arms. “cold?” he murmurs, lips grazing past your ears. 
you shake your head, turning slightly to smile at him. “just tickles.” 
the swordsman grins back at you, leaning forward to peck the corner of your lips. “sorry.” he says, without sounding too sorry. 
chuckling, you return the chaste kiss but firm fingers grip under your jaw before you can fully turn away, pulling you back for another kiss. then another. then one more that lingers longer than the rest and has you melting in his hold. a small bubble of laughter escapes you when he finally deems it reasonable to release you. 
“what’s so funny?”
“nothing.” you giggle, twisting around fully so you can entwine your fingers behind his head. zoro raises an eyebrow asking you to elaborate. “you’re so needy when it’s just the two of us. it’s cute.”
the tips of his ears turn pink, his cheeks shortly following suit. “am not.” he gruffs, jostling you around in the water with ease as he makes room to stretch out his legs. 
thinking he’s readying to leave after your teasing, you plant a hand on his chest. “where are you going?” 
zoro smirks because who’s the needy one now? “nowhere, just cramping up.” he placates, drawing you closer once he’s comfortable again.
your fingers have turned wrinkly, imitating the prunes you detest so much. still you ask, “stay with me a little longer?”
zoro’s lips find yours again. 
“always.”
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carry your boyfriend!
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whenever you get a chance please post the timeline 🙏🏽
the taste of ale
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author's note♡— ANON, I LOVE U SO!! thank you for giving me an excuse to share this!! this basically became a behind the scenes take on 'the promised knight' in mihawk's perspective. please enjoy!
content notes♡— spoilers for my zoro fic, ooc mihawk is a heartbroken softie, not really proofread as this is basically my notes made flowery, I didn't use the queen's name for this to count as a reader insert, no use of y/n
Contains spoilers for 'The Promised Knight'! You have been warned!
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The Beginning…
Under the cover of night, the queen sneaks out of the palace in common clothes. She meets a mysterious swordsman in the outskirts of town.
“If you think you're fooling anyone with that ridiculous get up, you're sorely mistaken, Your Majesty.” “Says you, who sticks out like a sore thumb, Dracule Mihawk.” “I have no need to hide. Never have. You, on the other hand…”  “I’m flattered you find me eye-catching even in this attire.”
Mihawk usually comes and goes like the wind, but something about the queen makes him stay in the kingdom longer than he intended to. He returns to that street corner by the tavern more than once just to see her.
“If I didn't know better, Dracule, I would think that you were waiting for me.” “...Your kingdom produces good ale, is all.”
Something happens. Something makes the air shift. Something in the way the hood of her cloak is blown away makes him want to pull it back up for her. So he does.
He realizes that something is different when she captivates him by simply breathing.
“The meadow is beautiful at this hour, when the sun sets.” “Let us go then.” “No.” “Why not?” “Children play there. You’ll scare them away.” “And you consider that as a bad thing?”
Just as a sapling grows into a great oak, their love blooms into something rare and grand.
“This doesn't look anything like me. Do you even know how to draw?” “What do you mean? I caught that signature frown of yours, and those little spikes on your beard!” “In any case, I do not look that angry.” “Darling, please. Be honest with yourself.”
“You must love me a great deal.” “Hm? And here I thought I was being subtle about it.” “You’re letting me put flowers in your hair. Subtle my arse.” “And you must love me a great deal.” “Hah! What gave me away?” “You curse like a sailor only when you're with me. Oh, if the people knew—” “Shut up, Dracule.”
Though, just like a tree, their paths must break and twist into different branches; the ends of which are fated to never meet again. 
Mihawk declines becoming Captain of the Royal Guard, choosing to keep his freedom. The queen declines a life of adventure, putting her people first.
But, a love lost is not any less love. She tells him that.
“I cannot give you a normal love.” “No. You gave me an extraordinary one.”
Mihawk leaves, though the memory of a cloaked woman under a warm lantern light haunts him whenever a glass of ale finds his lips.
The queen keeps the sketch she made of him in a golden locket that can only be opened by a blade. A fitting key for the swordsman who stole her heart.
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The Middle…
The queen never told Mihawk that she was with child.
The princess is born, growing up fascinated with swords. She befriends two squires and plays with them in the meadow.
“Mother! I’ll be off to play with the knights, now!”  … “Oh Dracule… I found one child who would not be scared of you at all.”
The two squires (Zoro and Kuina) vow to train and become the world's greatest swordsmen. They also promise to protect the princess together. (Zoro also begins to harbor feelings for the princess.)
Kuina dies due to mysterious circumstances. Zoro abandons his training for knighthood, becoming a wandering swordsman. (Similar to his hero, Mihawk.)
The queen realizes that she was the true target of the arrow that killed Kuina. Remorseful, she secretly provides for Kuina’s family.
While investigating Kuina's accident, the queen is slowly poisoned by her handmaid. After the queen passed, her death was falsely announced to be sickness-induced.
By the time Mihawk can bring himself to return, the queen is already gone. His feet take him back to that street corner and that lantern, but no one is ever there anymore. He visits her grave, and asks her a question:
“Was it truly extraordinary, if you keep going to places I cannot follow?”
In the queen’s place is a heartbroken princess coping with the loss of her mother and dearest friends. He instantly knew that she was his child.
He considered taking her away. They could go on grand adventures and make up for lost time. But a life on the road, with dangers lurking in every turn, is not the life he wants for his daughter. The princess deserves a place to call home. 
He decides to become commander like his love had asked of him all those years ago. He vows to watch over his daughter until she takes the throne.
“Who are you?” “I’m here to protect you from now on.” “...I wish you got here sooner.” Those words pierced his heart much deeper than any sword could.
Suspiciously, there's an influx of new staff in the palace. Exactly a year after the queen's death, a new queen regent (Cassiopeia) is appointed.
Mihawk figures out that the new staff are underlings of the new regent. He pretends to be loyal to her as well, in order to keep his position and protect his daughter.
Mihawk serves as a double agent for many years, helping the princess survive.
“What’s she planning this time?” “You wound me. Can’t I visit my favorite princess without news about attempts at her life?” “...” “...Don’t eat any of the dessert at the banquet tonight.”
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The Conclusion…
The princess, now an adult, struggles to earn the trust of her people due to Cassiopeia's nefarious tactics.
The regent forces the princess to select a personal knight during a special ceremony. This is a trap, as almost all the knights are her supporters.
The princess asks Mihawk to hire someone trustworthy and strong to pose as a knight. Cassiopeia will not be able to interfere if the actor is included at the last minute.
Mihawk recruits Zoro, convincing him to take the job and make amends with the princess. 
“It’s not too late to change things. Something tells me you’ll regret it if you don’t.” “What do you know about regret?” He knows that he’s haunted whenever a street lamp flickers. He knows that ale hasn’t tasted the same in decades. “...I know far too much, I’m afraid.”
The princess and Zoro reunite after years apart. Despite the time, despite how much has changed, they give each other strength and survive dangers together.
They investigate Cassiopeia’s wrongdoings and defeat her once and for all.
Mihawk visits the queen’s grave for the first time in ages.
“It seems it runs in your blood to be attracted to swordsmen with a tendency to leave. Are you pleased with how things ended, darling?”
Mihawk hears people approaching the burial grounds. He hides in the treeline and watches his daughter and Zoro pay their respects. Zoro notices him lurking.
“Try even thinking about leaving and I’ll return to make sure it’s your last thought." “Didn't you just hear the oath I made to the love of your life?” Zoro turns to the previous queen’s tombstone. “Your Majesty, back me up here.” “She would have approved of you." Mihawk sighs. "…Take care of her, Zoro.” “Of course. I promise.”
And perhaps that’s the difference between him and Zoro: Mihawk never made any promises. After all, you can predict where the wind will go, but not force it to turn.
Seeing his daughter happy and in her rightful place as queen, Mihawk retires. He appoints Zoro as the new commander before leaving. He’s ready to find himself again.
The first thing Mihawk does is head to the tavern. The ale tastes wonderful once more.
Because a love lost is not any less love. He knows that now.
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Zoro: Hey, look at this girl tryna fight two guys.
Sanji: Uh, that's your girl.
Zoro: Fuck *pulls swords out*
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rkiveinmarvel · 27 days
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Could you write a short fic for Zoros reaction to his s/o falling down some stairs (but she is ok just bruised) please. BTW love your writing
Characters: Zoro x female reader CW: none :) Total word count: 1k
Slip and Fall
One second you were upright, walking down the stairs.The next moment, you were staring up at the ceiling. 
The pain caught up with you quickly, and you groaned from the aches that riddled your body. Judging by the pain in your back, you must’ve slid down the stairs. Nothing seemed to be broken, but you were certain you’d have a few bruises to show for your misstep. 
You closed your eyes and focused on your breathing, trying to recenter yourself and minimize the pain.
“What the hell was-” Zoro’s irritated voice cut off abruptly, and you braced yourself for some kind of cheap joke at your expense. 
But nothing came. You were certain he hadn’t left, but he also made no move to get closer to you. Or do anything. 
“Y/N?” Zoro’s voice came out as a harsh whisper. 
“I’m fine, thanks for asking.” You breathed out a laugh. The pain seemed to be getting worse the more you lay there. “Help me up, will you?”
“No!” Zoro finally moved, rushing over to you to keep you still. “You shouldn’t move. It could-you could-I don’t want you to-”
“Zoro,” you groaned, finally opening your eyes and instantly meeting his. 
His eyes were so full of worry. They raked over your body, searching for any sign of injury. And you realized that Zoro was truly scared. 
Naturally, his fear made you panic. 
“What?” you tried to lift your head, but Zoro refused to let you move. 
“Chopper needs to check for a spinal injury. If you landed wrong…” He shook his head, as if he were shaking a thought from his head. 
“Zoro, I’m fine.” Though your back was probably blossoming with bruises, you were sure you’d survive.
“Let me go get Chopper. Just stay here for a minute. Please.” His last word was barely a whisper. It was that word, that small act of begging, that kept you anchored to where you laid. 
“Alright, alright.” You closed your eyes. “You fuss too much.”
“I do not-” You could hear him clench his jaw in frustration. “Just stay still for a minute!”
His hurried footsteps receded, and you could hear distant shouts from off in the distance, followed by footsteps coming back to you quickly. 
“She slipped and fell,” Zoro said softly, and you could hear Chopper set down his medical kit and open it. 
“Can you open your eyes for me?” Chopper asked. You opened them. 
“Do you know your name?”
You laughed. “Of course I do!” 
Chopper and Zoro didn’t join your laughter, so you gave your full name to the doctor. 
The reindeer nodded. “And do you know where you are?”
You sighed. “The Sunny. The Grand Line. Don’t ask me where on the Grand Line, because I wouldn’t even know that on my best day.”
Chopper gave a slight smile at that answer, but Zoro was still watching you from a few feet away. He was tucked back in a corner, almost as if he was scared of you. 
“Did you hear me?” Chopper asked, waving a hand in front of your face. 
You blinked. You hadn’t heard his question. You hadn’t even realized he was speaking. 
“What is five plus five?” Chopper asked again. 
“Oh. Ten,” you answered quickly, taking your eyes off of Zoro for only a moment before finding him again. He looked so pale, and his mouth was pressed in such a tight line as he watched Chopper. You opened your mouth to speak, but Chopper spoke first. 
“Zoro, can you come help her sit up? I’d like to check her back for any signs of injury.”
“Chopper, I told you already! I’m fine!” Your words were accompanied with a groan as you tried to sit up on your own. 
Zoro was suddenly there, gently guiding you into a sitting position. You rolled back your shoulders, trying to shake off the stiffness of your muscles. Zoro only watched you, his face still hard as stone. 
“Zoro.” Your fingers cupped his face, forcing his eyes to lock onto yours. “I’m here. I’m okay, really.”
“She’s right,” Chopper agreed, looking at you. “Some icky bruises for a few days, and you probably have a minor concussion, but you’re okay.”
“See?” You smiled. “I’m okay.”
Zoro nodded and pulled his face away from your grip. The panic in his eyes has subsided, but only slightly. 
“I probably need a lot of bedrest though, right Chopper?” You gave a slight nudge to the reindeer. 
“Huh? You don’t-” Chopper caught your wink and worried glance at Zoro. “Oh! Yes! She needs lots of rest. And she shouldn’t be alone…because of the concussion! Zoro, can you look after her?”
Zoro narrowed his eyes slightly, and you gave him a sheepish grin and you held out your hands. “Help me up?” you asked. 
He did you one better, gently picking you up off the ground. He was careful to avoid the sensitive spots on your back. How he knew exactly where they were, you weren’t sure, but you were thankful he was considerate. 
You were quick to pull him into bed and snuggle into his chest. Even if it wasn’t the most comfortable for your sore body, you were happy to be close to him. 
“Do you want to talk about it?” 
“No.” His response was short, clipped. 
“Okay,” you hummed, curling in closer to him. 
A few minutes passed in comforting silence, and you were almost asleep when he kissed the top of your head. 
“I thought you were dead,” he whispered hoarsely. “I thought I lost you and I just…I couldn’t go through that again. I can’t lose you.”
“You won’t. I’m right here,” you murmured softly into his chest, letting his warmth lull you into a deep sleep.
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Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck
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one piece saved my life man
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gosh I’m finally done w/ this (hopefully this hasn’t been done already??)
an anon requested some frobin so I thought ‘hey why not make a mini comic of them? and this idea was born because this ship makes me happy u//u//u
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anatomy of hands and sake - roronoa zoro. (18+) des. angst-fluff-smut, wano arc. zoro finally woke up after the fight with big mom and kaido--he missed you. porn with plot. clothed sex. make up sex. unprotected sex (practice safe sex ppl) marking and biting>; soft sex, established relationship. soft!dom zoro, people being inlove, aftercare!! nsfw
notes. my propaganda: soft!zoro is canon zoro-again this contains smut (minors dni, pls) zoro big cock energy, mentions of wounds and stitches. F! Reader
hello. i had this idea for a while and yeah, here it is. it's my first time writing smut so, bear with me--n e way he might be ooc here but zoro is zoro and iluvhim. hiyori is mention as well tho-no hate to hiyori-luv that girl--livelaughlovemarimo
w.c: 3k (damn, zoro)
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The infamous swordsman of the Straw Hat is known for his ability to stand his ground in any battle and situation, with one foot in front of him–he doesn’t hesitate to draw his sword if someone pisses off the crew. Saints forbid those who pissed off the swordsman because he will show no mercy and no hesitation, until it’s the captain’s orders—and an order from you.
            It’s no secret that you and the straw hats were once against each other in the fight at skypiea but that fight is the fight Zoro hesitated to hold his sword—maybe because he’s finally facing a right hand of the so-called god or maybe you were fighting against your will or maybe—just maybe—he didn’t want to hurt you. He still remembers how you gripped your sword with such anger and shouting at them to leave the island to protect themselves—call it a warning or a sign but at that moment, Zoro wanted to save you; he was glad he did.
            That was two years ago and here you are now waiting Zoro to wake up from his slumber after fighting Kaido and Big Mom. You reached for the damp towel as you wiped his worn-out body and slow heaving chest—Zoro looked peaceful when he sleeps, he always does, but moments like this you wish you can just see him working out at the crow’s nest, hear him argue with the cook, look out for Chopper, or just seat and listen to you.
            This is what you hate the most every time a battle ended, the silence of waiting, hoping, and wishing that all of the crew members are okay—the unwanted fast paced heartbeat as you wished for them to be okay. You sighed deeply as you caressed Zoro’s face and continue to wipe his cheeks and dance your fingertips in his hair.
            “Please, wake up…” You whispered lowly as you stare at this sleeping state and replace his old bandages with new ones. Once you finished cleaning him up—a small smile left your lips as you kissed his forehead. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
            Morning after morning, the green-haired swordsman and the future king of the pirates are still asleep—with no luck, you decided to spend the night looking out for the two; which Chopper didn’t agree at first, but as Chopper felt the tiredness catching up in his body—he agreed.
            Then, it was a week: a week of looking out for the two whilst also switching watching duties with the straw hat; but most of the time: you stayed there not wanting to switch with Sanji nor Nami as you hold Zoro’s hand muttering and wishing that he should wake up.
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            Usopp rushes in the hallway and knocked on the room where you stayed—with a loud voice he announced that Zoro and Luffy are awake. You two immediately rush into the room—your pounding heartbeat and the ringing in your ear didn’t stop you—he’s awake, Zoro is awake—you kept on repeating on your head—the two of them are alive and okay.
            Hesitation floods in your mind as you stood by the door but soon was replaced when you hear cheers and a familiar laugh coming out from the room—as Usopp opened the door: there you saw him and Luffy.
            You didn’t know when or how but Chopper was clinging and trying to stop Zoro as he chugs a huge bottle of sake. A smile escaped your lips as Luffy called your name in such glee, with a last chug, Zoro finally locked eyes with you: saints, he missed you. You gave him a relieved smile but somehow covered when Hiyori placed a bottle of sake in front of him in which he groaned. He moved the sake aside and watched you talk to Luffy—he should speak to you­­—but before he can speak, he felt hands of Hiyori creeping from behind.
            “You were out for a week.” Brook explained as he drank and ate next to the crew.
            “We aren’t dirty though.” Zoro stated as he eyed his hands.
            “I cleaned you up.” Hiyori announced from behind him, earning a choke from Yamato, as Yamoto looks at you, as you catch his look—you chuckled in your cup as you drank sake. As Sanji and Zoro banters about Hiyori—you laughed at the sight—everything is okay, Wano is free, the crew are laughing, and Zoro is okay.
            “We should have the banquet, today!” Momonosuke announces.
            ---As the entire people cheers, Zoro locked eyes with you once again, as you raised a cup signaling him for a cheer in which he nodded and gave you a cheeky smirk. For the time being, Nami have decided to take a bath, inviting you, Robin, Hiyori, and the others as well.
            You leave the room as the boys continue to drink and eat—that until Zoro noticed that you’re no longer in the room he’s in—he stood up and left the room while also removing the bandages on his body because it restricts his movement as he walked.
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            You were preparing for the bath when you entered your room until you felt a familiar arm holding you from behind. It didn’t make you flinch nor scared, somehow, it comforted you. You hummed at the person who’s hugging you from behind.
            You felt his chest on your back he holds you tighter. “You left early.”
            “Nami invited us for a bath.”
            “You didn’t talk to me.”
            “You were busy drinking.”
            He then let you go from his grasp and hold your shoulder to make you look at him. “Thanks for cleaning me up.” You smiled softly as you eyed him.
            “Hiyori did.” I teased innocently.
            “She did but you did it every day…”
            “How can you say so?” He then holds your hand and placed it on his cheeks. “I know how your hand feels when you hold me, woman.”
            As he placed your hand on your cheeks—he leaned in at the contact. “I’ve missed you, Zo.” You whispered lowly as you pulled him into an embrace, you settled in his chest as you listen to his heartbeat, beating pretty fast.
            He hummed as you said those words as he fiddled with the strand of your hair as you hugged him. “That was pretty dumb, you know.”
            That left him confused. “Law and Sanji told me what happened—that was dumb, Zoro.” He pulled away from the hug and noticed that some tears are threatening to fall from your eyes.
            He wiped them away as he waited you to continue what you’re about to say. “You almost died.” In that moment, his heartbeat begins to beat faster: you were that worried.
            “That was dumb because the way Law told me, it seems like you were ready to die---”
            “I wanted to protect Luffy and you—”
            His heart breaks as you shook your head. “Protect yourself too. I know you care about the crew but I don’t want to face this again—the fear of you not waking up, like in Thriller Bark? I know you don’t want to lose anyone but—I don’t want to lose you too.” Your hand shakes as you cup his cheeks again.
            He grips your wrist and gave your wrist a ghost kiss, uttering a soft whisper that he can only hear. As he kissed your wrist, he just stared at you. He kissed your hand, fingertips; he kept staring at you.
            As he looked at you with a soft gaze, he pulled you closer to him.
            “I’m sorry.” He only follows Luffy’s orders but—somehow, even you’re not the captain—he follows you. “I’ll get stronger so, you won’t feel like you will lose me again.” He kissed your temples and wiped your tears, as you nodded.
            He stared at you for a while and his eyes lingered in your lips. Without a warning, he placed his lips into yours as you taste the sake he drunk from before. He hummed in your lips as you reciprocate the kiss, he placed his hand on your nape as he was eager to pull you closer to him if that was possible, while your hands roam around his body.
            His chest, neck, abdomen, arms, and biceps—it was explored by you—he pulled away as he settles his lips on your neck muttering your name while he does. Your hand fumbles his hair, as you hold him closer. He kisses and left marks on your neck, while indulge himself with your scent.
            You tilted your head as you gave him more space as his hand traveled in your kimono, pulling it down softly. He pulled away from your neck as his hand travels in your kimono—slowly untying its knot. He whispered your name as low as he could: “Can I…?”
            Your hand travels into his nape as you nod. “Use your words, doll.”
            “Yes…Zo.” You hummed as he let his hand let loose of the knots in your kimono. “I fucking missed you.” He whispered lowly as his lips travel from your neck towards your collarbone.
            “I was just here, Zo.” You felt goosebumps as his hand travels every inch of your body. As his breaths shallows and his lips relaxes on your collarbone and chest. You whimpered his name so low; he’s the only person hearing it. He let his clothes fall on the floor as he lay you down on the futon. But he clicks his tongue as he felt a sharp pain on his chest in which you immediately pulled away.
            “We don’t have to---” He stared at you with flushed cheeks and half lidded eyes: as his eyes travels at everything that is you, he groaned and shook his head as he grabbed you by the hips switching your positions—making you straddle him. He smirked as he saw you on top of him with pride as he pulled you down for a kiss.
            “I fucking want you.” He holds your hips as he moved you in a rhythm. He hummed as you gasped at the pace. “Been looking for you when I woke up.” You felt him so close, despite the small clothes keeping you two apart.
            “You sure it wasn’t the sake?” You teased as you stopped your hips.
            “Take it off…” He whimpered.
            You never thought for a million of years that the pirate hunter would whimper under you—in hearing his plea: you take everything off your body including his: for a moment, the world seemed to stop as your hand travels into his new wounds. Your hand shakes as you saw new stitches.
            Before you can say anything—he grabbed your hand that was tracing his new wounds. “Eyes up here, doll.” He said into your fingertips—but unknown emotion filled you as your lips find his wounds, you carefully kiss them as blush continue to travel around Zoro’s body.
            “Oi…” He continues to repeat as you kiss his wounds. His gaze locks into you as you kissed him on his lower abdomen. He gave you a knowing look: “Come kiss me, woman.”
            So, you did. His hand travels into your clit as he continues to kiss you—as he pulled away: he stared at your expression whilst you stare at him, breathless, blushing mess, and muttering his name every chance you get. As he finds the right time to slip his finger inside you and it made you gasp. “Fuck—so, fucking warm.” He whispered in your ear as his fingers continues to mark your inside.
            He was slow in pace as if he was memorizing your sound, voice, expression, and your look. He kissed your temple as he feels you tightening up. “Great job…baby.” There are times where he lets himself be vulnerable and call you names, he thought he would never use.
            But as your hips meet his hands—he groaned as he moved his hand in a pace where you find yourself gripping his biceps—with one last move, you came undone into his hand as he kissed your temple; “My girl…” he whispered as he felt you shiver in his touch—he pulled his hand away and he kisses his hand while staring at you.
            You smiled and kissed him in his lips: tasting yourself in his mouth. “Better than any sake…” He whispered with a smirk as he continues to kiss your lips. He stared at you as his hand take hold of your hips once more as you aligned yourself into him—he slides his cock between your folds, he felt warm and you felt full.
            “Relax…” You didn’t know how or why or maybe because of the orgasm you had earlier but at the same time he felt bigger. As you settle into his cock, you stayed there as he looks at you. “Babe…” He called you like a prayer—without saying anything, you knew what he wanted. He flipped your over so, he’s now on top of you.
            “I got you—relax, doll.” He whispered in your ear as he stared at you. You pulled him for a kiss as he moves his body to meet yours. “Move…” He takes a short and slow thrust while he stared at your expression which let a small and deep growl out of him.
            As his impatient character caught up to him—he starts to get faster; your head thrown against the futon as you moan his name is if that’s the only word you know. Your hands find his shoulder as you pulled him closer. You’re too perfect for him, your walls were made for him—he finds your neck as he continues to suck and bite on it as you hold onto his shoulder as his make your inside fit for him and only him. At this moment, your name was the only thing leaving his mouth as breathless pleas, whimpers, sound of skin, and moans left the room—tears were stinging in your eye, Zoro noticed it he stopped with the fear that maybe he was hurting you but—it’s different, he saw your tears and you were smiling, you pulled him again for a hug but this time your hips met his. “I really thought I lost you.” You whispered in your embrace.
            That was his call—he holds you’re his hips as your legs wrapped around his waist—as his name left your mouth in a high-pitched whimper; he leaned in and kiss you once more. As he felt your walls claiming his cock again—he knew you were close and so was he; he reaches for your clit and move it with his thrust—without a second, you’re bound for the second orgasm from the hands of the swordsman. Your legs tighten up at his waist, as you arch your back and you feel yourself shakes. Your walls tighten around him as you keep saying his name.
            As you keep saying his name, Roronoa leaned in and kissed your shoulder—for a moment, he swore, he wants to keep you like this; only like this. He fills you up with his cock as his bite into your shoulder; he twitched inside—but he didn’t pull out, reliving and enjoying the warmth settling inside you. His heaving chest and your breathless state; you stared at each other.
            When you two catch your breaths, he pulls out as the both of you hiss at the loss contact. He kissed your inner thighs, chest, hand, head, and lips: uttering a thank you. His hand caress your inner thighs softly, as he kisses your temple over and over again.
            Before you can say anything—he leans down and kisses your lips as you smiled at the kiss. “Still better than sake?” You teased at his kiss.
            He nodded and kissed you deeper. “Still better.” You noticed that one of his stitches on his biceps were getting red—you’re scared that he can get infection— but he just laughed and pulled you into his chest. “I’ll get Chopper to check on it—in the meantime, let’s stay here.” His hands play on your hair as you listen to his heartbeat.
            “I was supposed to be in the bath with Nami.”
            “Hmmm…You could’ve push me away.”
            “You’re lucky that I like you.”
            “I know.” He nodded as he heaved a deep sigh. “Robin told me you didn’t went to sleep, when you’re looking out for me while I was out—don’t do that again, okay, doll?”
            “Just promise me you won’t get yourself killed.” He nodded as he placed your hand on his chest and gently kiss it.           
            “You always kiss my hand…why is that?”
            “I just like it. My hands are like filled with wounds and yours are soft, warm…” He kissed it again. “Mine…” He whispered. “You always hold me so softly.” He admitted.
            You looked at him as you rest your chin on his chest. “Any person should be hold softly and nicely.” He chuckled and shook his head. “With these wound and the swords, I highly doubt I’ll be considered as a person.”
            “What makes you think that…?” You frown.
            “I’m a monster, woman, so, sometimes it surprises me that you stay—"
            “Why do you think you’re a monster?” This time you sat up—he looked at you with a surprise look on his face a parallel to your caring look as his eyes travels on the marks he left in your body; he placed his hand on your shoulder.
            “I don’t see any monster.” You hold his hand that is placed on his shoulder. He always kisses your hand—so, this time, you kissed his.
            “I only see the person that I love.” You kissed his hand, in a delicate manner—as if he was a porcelain glass, a gift from above; he felt his eyes sting as he cleared his throat fighting the blush trying to settle on his cheek.
            “The things you me feel woman—The things you make me feel.” He muttered as he pulled you down for a kiss. You smiled at the kiss as he places his hands on your cheeks, without a sign or a signal; he muttered those three words and eight letters with a small tint of blush on his cheeks.
            “I love you too, Roronoa.”
-- FIN
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holy shit--my first ever smut; if it sucks--i'm sorry :,> zoro the man that you are! trafalgar law is next and it's fluff--wano arc has me gripping all story ideas lmaooo
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Law: I don’t like you
Zoro: then let go of my hand
Law, squeezing harder: no
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