sanjisprincesswifey

[sanjisprincesswifey]

sanji-kun!!

#i love this guy! #this art style drew him sooooo pretty #fanart <3

[sanjisprincesswifey]

do you guys think law likes magic? because i do

#there’s no way he doesn’t #he likes ninjas #so like in theory he must #trafalgar law #cherry rambles

[sanjisprincesswifey]

Congratulations on 3k followers!!💕✨ could I request for song 1 for ace with an afab!reader?? sfw if you don’t mind:)

same difference (or finally opening up ft. portgas d. ace)

notes: ace is coaxed into telling you how he feels. ace x implied female reader. no cws! 800+ words! thank u for participating <3 !!

“move,” you firmly say. arms knitted across your chest while an unamused frown teases your lips.

the man before you only chuckles, obliging with a second thought, hands caught in the air in defense.

your heels click against the floor as you take a few cautious steps before coming to a stop. the burn of the man’s gaze intently watching your every move has your inner core burning with an alcohol infused desire.

random men at random bars usually did not have this much influence over your prowess, especially not when you were already a couple drinks in.

but the way his dark hair fell around his face and the scattered freckles coated his cheeks, he was too resemblant of a certain man to pass up this opportunity. it wasn’t every day that ace look alikes begged for your attention.

“just one drink,” you concede, earning a cocky grin from the brunette. his hand snakes your waist, tugging you closely to his toned body.

the warmth he provided was nothing of familiarity. it was cold, purely driven by a seed of lust as he pushes the freshly made cocktail right into your hands.

though the physical comparison was uncanny, his attitude and demeanor left something to be desired. he was eager, impatient, ready to get you to bed without so much as a minute of foreplay.

pathetic.

you down the drink anyway, figuring if you got one or two more of these in you, none of that would matter anyway.

at the end of the day, what was the point in comparing if the original didn’t want to be with you regardless?

just as he’s about to call over the bartender, a large hand slams on the counter right in between the two of you.

both the noise and action startle you as the space that resided was minuscule.

“think the lady’s had enough for the night pal, why don’t you just leave her alone.”

speak of the devil.

your eyes shut as tightly as you could. annoyance and anger would be your immediate reaction if embarrassment hadn’t colored you white.

the replica had begun an argument, angrily calling ace names and throwing insults in his face purely for his ego. the commotion had caught the attention of a few onlookers, too many for comfort.

so, in all the commotion, you dash for the exit. with the alcohol in your blood, tears unwillingly pool in your ducts.

“y/n, wait!” ace shouts, jogging slightly to catch up with you. “damn, even in heels you’re fast,” he chuckles, though your scowl doesn’t break.

“leave me alone, ace,” you mutter, not in the mood to argue. you even try to quicken your pace, your stride leaving him behind, but he doesn’t get the hint and is hot on your tail.

“were you really gonna go home with that guy?” he questions, stepping in front of you and preventing further movement.

despite that being the clear intention of the aforementioned, the genuine thought made your stomach churn. now that ace was the one to illustrate these ideas, it seemed distasteful rather than desirable.

“i don’t see how that’s any of your business,” you retort, crossing your arms over your chest.

his brows knit together. “of course it’s my business, i thought we were—“

“—we were what?” you redirect, his eyes immediately darting to the ground.

this was not the first time you had confronted him with this issue, determined to be treated generously rather than some casual lover he seemed fond of.

abnormally, something in ace felt deviating today. it was not a feeling he could properly explain to himself, let alone you, but as he reaches for your hand and you do not retract, he knows he has to try.

ace’s hand nearly envelopes yours whole, rubbing the smooth of your skin over with his thumb.

“look y/n, i don’t know what we were are, but i do know that i…” his grip on you tightens, but he remains gentle, making sure to hold you so carefully.

the tremble in his voice makes your heart skips a beat, jaw loosing slack as manage to make out a twinkle in his eye.

“…i love you y/n. i really, really, love you,” he confesses. his dark brown eyes manage to swallow you whole, purging you of any conflicting feelings you could’ve had. “please tell me that you love me too,” he begs, cupping your face inbetween his hands.

ace’s eyes are so soft once he has you in his palms, a forlorn smile grazing his lips.

his sullen admittance had you at his whim, but as you clearly had him wrapped around your finger, you assumed the feeling was mutual.

you nod, laughing softly as he whispers an excited ‘yes!’ underneath his breath.

without warning he plunges down to meet your lips, a passionate kiss melting over you. like always, ace loved to guide you, lips moving any which way he desired, but tonight he was feeling incredulously feeble, dissolving into your body.

“now, let’s get you home,” he mumbles against your lips, poorly guiding you away before he could get sucked into another kiss.

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[sanjisprincesswifey]

so so exciting that you're at 3k!!!<3 you deserve it and ily sm! may i request 2 + sanji (afab reader, nsfw is okay!)

lovefool (or unrequited love ft. sanji)

notes: sanji is so whipped, it's embarrassing and he doesn't care; unrequited sanji x afab reader; p in v sex, nsfw!!! mdni!!! 1,200+ words! thank u for participating bestie, ily <3

sanji was an intelligent man.

he was a meticulous planner who scheduled his dates accordingly, making sure that every detail was just so.

on the night that both nami and robin would be occupied in the crows nest with the night shift, he made sure to prepare a special meal. one that sanji knew would have you reaching for a sweet red wine all throughout the course, to which he’d happily fill you with as you asked for glass after glass.

next to zoro or franky, your drinking seemed subpar to theirs, not alerting anyone, even you, to sanji’s intentions.

by the time the meal was over, with most of the crew retired for the night, you stayed behind in the kitchen offering to help sanji with the dishes.

when he could smell the sweet notes that flew off your lips, he knew with a little more encouragement he’d have you right where he wanted you.

“damn, this bottle has a drink or two left, i’d sure hate for it to go to waste,” he feigns disappointment as he shakes the bottle around gently.

he doesn’t miss how your ears perk from your position at the sink, a wide smile grazing your face before you encourage him you pour you another glass.

sanji watches as the last drop of liquid slips into your mouth, immediately taking the glass away with a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

as if he had no idea how you had gotten so intoxicated, he offers you some water and a hand to your room, which you eagerly take with no objection.

your body leans into his as his arms wrap around your waist, hugging you tightly to him like decorated arm candy.

he almost wanted anyone to come out of their quarters for the night, accidentally bumping into the two of you attached in the intimate way that would embarrass you if you were sober.

“thank you sanji,” you hiccup, your doe eyes glancing up at him in the familiar way it did just before you had made one too many mistakes.

what you hadn’t noticed was that sanji had already removed his shoes before he entered your room.

sanji lays you down in bed, removing your outer layers of clothing before caressing your cheek ever so slightly.

“goodnight, mon amour,” he coos in your ear before leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips.

just as his lips hover over your skin, you wrap an arm around his neck and pull him down for more.

your lips attack his, messily kissing him as he succumbs so quickly to your touch. his head moves in a synchronous motion, cupping your cheek as he heartily drinks up every second you’d provide him.

too drunk to notice, sanji’s hand wanders underneath your shirt, his cold fingers gripping at the plushness of your boobs, squeezing one in his hand.

a low groan leaks from his mouth as he feels your nipples harden within his grip and your shirt is quick to fly over your head.

his plump lips latch onto the pert bud, gently sucking as he gingerly looks up to catch your reaction. another grunt reverberated against your skin as he watches your face writhe with pleasure from his touch.

“sanji,” you breathe, encouraging him to continue as you drag out the last syllable of his name. you’re just as excited as you remove your pants, leaving you only in pretty lace panties, which he wishes to believe are a gift for him.

in this moment sanji likes to believe that you’re as needy as he, and that thought alone is too much for him as he drags his fingers down feeling the damp fabric that covers you.

his middle finger pushes further against the cloth, a whine and a tug at his blond hair only egg him on with a dirty smile and a dusty red blush.

“need you…now” you whisper, hips dragging with his touch until he’s finally had enough.

he’s fogged with a mixture of lust and love as he practically rips his pants off, his cock springing out his underwear and lewdly slapping his stomach.

precum coats his tip, nearly dripping onto his shaft, giving himself a few gentle pumps before pulling you against him.

like the gentleman he is, sanji makes sure that you’re ready, whispering a desperate “you ready?” before he lines up himself with your entrance.

with a rock of his hips, he pushes into you, allowing your body to become accustomed to his dick. he watches you grip at the sheets at his taunting pace, but as his heart beats so fast that it feels like it’ll beat out of his chest, he wonders who this is more punishing for.

sanji is so needy to paint the picture of you whiny for him in his mind, but his eyes screw shut as he bottoms out inside you, a shaky moan echoes off the walls.

in your overwhelming fervor, you can’t help but drag him down so his lips meet yours, muffling any sounds that came from you.

of course, as sanji is so fluid with his motions, making sure to pull his hips back just enough so that you can’t help but whine, he’s not the quietest either.

the lewd slapping of his balls against your skin engulfs sanji, forcing him to mumble praises and proclamations of devotion right against your ear.

with the sweet noises you continue to make, and how perfect sanji believes your bodies fit together he’s quick to speed up his pace, unable to contain himself anymore.

sanji’s messy kisses, turn into whimpers, impatiently whispering ‘i love you…i love you…i love you!’ until thick, hot, sticky ropes cover your stomach.

as aftercare ensues, you’re happy to clean him off too, giggling and teasing as your wipe sanji down just as he did for you.

it leads you to wonder if this was what made him believe his feelings were reciprocated. the intimate, yet endearing nature of how you two spent these moments surely could’ve fooled anyone.

sanji snuggles up behind you, kissing the skin on your shoulder with an idiotic smile, muttering a ‘goodnight, my love.’

the following morning the pounding in your head is the first thing that wakes you, which is soon accompanied by the unpleasant tension in your muscles and an acidic taste in your mouth.

you reach ever so slightly in an attempt to discard the covers, but something withholds you from doing so. it’s heavy, it has a tight grip around you, and it takes everything in you not to heave a heavy sigh that would surely wake him.

the guilt usually washed over you in the mornings when you were much more sober to properly comprehend the situation.

with a newly clear mind, you didn’t know who had the advantage in this scenario. while you weren’t oblivious to the ‘tricks’ sanji had decided to pull last night, you weren’t uninviting them either.

nor did you stop yourself from having a few too many glasses despite knowing your limits.

you knew how he felt towards you, yet still openly invited him to bed most nights. you couldn’t tell if it was an ego thing, constantly having a man such as he at your beck and call no matter the time or a place, or simply a lack of options out at sea.

sometimes the lines blurred between who was manipulating whom and you feared that you might be the most at fault here. but as you glance over to his stupidly happy face, you don’t really care and you’re sure he doesn’t either.

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#black leg sanji #sanji x reader #one piece x reader #one piece

[sanjisprincesswifey]

hello! congratulations on 3000 followers!✨ can I request some eustass kid angst with prompt 2 ? (fem reader & sfw/nsfw both okay!)🩷

replacement (or hiding your feelings ft. eustass kid)

notes: kid x female reader & killer x female reader (they both want you); 1,000+ words, no content warnings other than angst! thank u for participating <3

the astringent attitude that coursed through kid’s veins proved to be the beginning of the end of your relationship with him.

unwilling to adhere to a public commitment, you kept your affairs confidential. which wasn’t an issue, especially with a man such as he, you enjoyed occupying his time when he allowed you to.

but your private rendezvous’ grew weary; his touches grew cold, blank stares an indicator that you no longer held his attention.

ignorantly, you chose to ignore this, hoping a night out together could repair what the two of you had left.

“you excited? heard this place was pretty good,” you say, hand gingerly wrapped around his arm.

he lets out a long exasperated sigh before mumbling a passive answer underneath his breath. your smile falters, also noticing his hand that he kept stuffed in his pocket instead of welcoming your touch.

when you approach the small bar, you regain your composure, eager for the both of you to consume some alcohol. kid doesn’t say a word as he orders two drinks, not even reaching for your hand as you let go in the bustling crowd.

the deep, sinking feeling in your chest that you attempted to push down remained when he seemed more than pleased to engaged in conversation with anyone but you.

he usually wasn’t such a people person, but evidently any stranger in his place proved a better choice than you.

as the night progresses, you realize just how taxing it is for kid to be around you, your bar tap increases faster and faster.

your vision begins to double, the room spinning slightly as you attempt to ask your lover for a minute of his attention.

the vicious glare that he sends your way, harshly yanking his arm back from your grasp, has you rushing for the bathroom.

your grip on the sink flushes your knuckles white as you take in a heaving breath. the inevitable heartbreak finally situated itself in your heart, but you decide against confrontation, at least until you were sober.

with all the courage you could muster, you knew you had leave the stuffy air of the pub and head on home alone.

you slip through the door, scanning the room for his bright red hair. like the nail in the coffin, you find your dispassionate lover snug in a booth with another woman under his arm.

an ironic laugh leaves your lips when you find yourself in her features, despite how intoxicated you are. but you push past the hoards of people, finally inhaling a deep, crisp breath of autumn air when you exit the establishment.

the cool atmosphere clears your mind for a second, causing a single tear to roll down your cheek. goosebumps rise to your skin at the gust of wind, heading back to the victoria punk.

with your head hanging low you fail to notice the man walking in your direction, nearly colliding with him just as he reaches out for you.

“y/n?” killer calls, gripping onto your arms.

you stumble in his touch, glancing up at him with sad, puppy dog eyes.

“are you okay?” he worries, stabilizing you with ease.

unable to control your emotions, your lips form a frown as you shake your head no.

“i think i drank too much,” you whine, wrapping an arm around his neck.

the agony that is illustrated across your features tears at his heart, but he’s eager to help in your time of need.

“c’mere,” he mutters, carrying you in his arms as you lay your head on his broad shoulder.

you hum an apology, nuzzling yourself into his warmth as you do so. he can smell the alcohol on your breath, the fruity scent wafting around his senses.

once you’re back home, he sets you down in your bed, making sure to remove your shoes for you.

“wait,” you murmur, latching onto his hand as he tries to exit. you give it a light squeeze before weakly pulling back towards you. “stay with me?”

the warm, welcoming sensation in his chest leads him to accept your offer, climbing under the covers with you.

“that can’t be comfortable to sleep in,” you point out, reaching for his striped helmet.

killers instincts alert him to tear from your touch, but he remains frozen as you remove the headgear from him.

more aware of his own complexion than ever, he scans your face for any sort of reaction.

but when you smile, reaching up to trace his jawline, a heavy burden alleviates itself from his chest. a breath of fresh air hallows out his lungs as he pins your hand in his, interlacing your fingers together.

“didn’t know you had such pretty eyes,” you voice, raspy and unsure.

“maybe you weren’t looking hard enough,” he playfully teases back, leaning in closer to your lips.

you can feel them ghosting over your own, unable to resist the hypnotic pull of him that fogs your brain. before you know it, your lips are slotted together moving in a synchronized rhythm.

but killer is a gentleman, never willing to allow things to escalate too far despite him wanting way more from you. once you finally break away from him, he runs a hand through your hair, holding you tightly to him.

“i could get used to this,” you admit with satisfaction, noticing the unusual comfort that kid had never provided.

he hums contently, “me too.” he kisses the top of your hair, aiding you both into a deep sleep.

the next morning, kid grumbles as he slumps out of his room, a random woman in tow. with no knowledge but her name, he walks her off the ship, eager for her to leave.

his dark circles encompass most of his face as he returns toward his room. just as he’s about to turn the corner, he hears the latch for your door unlock.

while he didn’t particularly want to see you, he figured he’d say something, but your face isn’t the one he sees when the door opens.

kid stands frozen as killer exits your room, closing the door as gently as he can desiring not to wake you.

he watches his friend put his helmet back on, with brows knitted so tightly together he’s sure to form frown lines on his forehead.

a painfully unfamiliar feeling claws at kid’s chest as he glances at your closed door one more time. but despite his earnestness, he ignores it, stuffing the feeling down for the second time and continues on with his day.

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#eustass kid x reader #kid x reader #killer x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

hellooo!!! ~ congratulations on your milestone, you deserve it!!

your fics are so amazing!! may i request for song 1 with trafalgar law w/ an afab or female reader? thank you so much in advance, can’t wait to see what you do in the future 🩵🩵🥳🥳🥳

karaoke night (or finally opening up ft. trafalgar law)

notes: inspired by that cute scene in film red; law x female reader; penguin x female reader (the girls that get it, get it); 1,200+ words; no content warnings! thank u for participating <3

law reads over the page in his book, hand messily combing through his hair as his concentration dissipates.

he slams his fist down in a fit of exhausted anger, slugging back the already cold coffee. usually, the fictional worlds of his weekly read would prove much more compelling than anything going on in his current reality.

unfortunately, his escapism refused to pay him solace today. law rereads the 95th page over again, for the millionth time, he’s sure.

his eyes were heavy, limbs weighted and tired, but for the life of him, he could not focus.

in these scenarios, law would typically shambles you in here. and amidst your surprise, you would never mind, even offering to read to him, which he always accepted.

however, considering your little scuffle earlier in the day, he figured you weren’t up to seeing him right now.

as he blankly stares at the wall, caught between his huge ass ego and his undeniable attraction to you, a harsh scowl replaces his vacant expression.

if there was one thing about law, it’s that he hated admitting he was in the wrong. he hated the thought of admitting he was wrong.

was he in the wrong for loudly yelling at you while you were showing him the slightest bit of affection? yes, of course.

was he even more wrong for unintentionally embarrassing you in front of the crew? obviously!

did he want to confess any of this? hell no.

law was too ashamed and egotistical to ever say this to your face, even though the aching in his chest continued as a solemn reminder of how much he hurt you.

begrudgingly, he picks himself out of his desk chair and heads to the kitchen for a glass of water, hoping a temporary change in scenery and hydration would ease his mind.

before he can even reach for the door, there’s a knock, and overly eager, he swings it open and hopes that you’re standing there.

but instead, bepo who adorns a wide smile greets. “captain! i was just about to come get you for karaoke night!” he cheers, causing law to paint a false smile on his face.

he forgot that was tonight, but after bepo’s plea, he agreed to attend once a month.

law ruffles his hair, following behind his mink as they head down to the living room where most of the heart pirates are already situated.

upon entrance, he doesn’t find you, wondering if you had decided to skip out on the festivities because of him. that is, until your bright laugh can be heard from around the corner, signaling that you were not alone.

when you appear, beside you is penguin who has a loose arm draped over your shoulder, lips ghosting over your ear.

an uncomfortable gut feeling tears at law, imagining the thought of penguin occupying your time at such an intimate hour of the night.

you two find yourself sitting together in a chair in the corner of the room, but despite the crowd of heart pirates that had begun occupying the area, his prying eyes managed to find you.

law’s dark gaze hones on you, watching the way your eyes light up and how penguin fed on your energy just as he did.

now he was fiending for your attention, a direct contradiction of his behavior earlier in the day.

when you manage to tear your gaze from penguin for one second, law can feel his heartbeat race, unsure if he wants you to see him here or not. he gets his answer as your smile drops at his presence, only giving him a second of your gaze before turning away.

law’s face heats up, finding himself on the end of your bitter glare hurt more than he thought it would, biting shame soon filling his mind.  

as the night goes on, alcohol is consumed and numerous songs are sung, but law remains mopey in the corner of the couch.

had his own immaturity actually thrown you into the arms of someone else?

now that he was staring down the barrel of the gun, law realized that he had no authentic reason to be upset with either of you.

you weren’t his to claim, he never considered you as a potential partner, just someone he was having fun with. and maybe that wasn’t okay with you; selfishly, he never asked you what you wanted or were seeking here.

“okay, next up,” shachi surveys the room, evilly searching for his next victims, “y/n and penguin!”

the entirety of law’s body goes rigid, a deep sinking feeling as he waits for your response. when he watches you latch onto penguin’s hand, laughing and giggling as you pull him to the machine, law feels the bile in the back of his throat.

whilst you two flip through the selection, you land on an upbeat love song that has everyone cheering while law sat repulsed in his seat.

as the song plays and both of you sing to your hearts’ content, everyone in the room cheers at the palpable chemistry that is undeniably boiling between the two of you.

everyone safe for law, who knew he had to come to terms with his own feelings regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

when the song ends, a roaring ovation fills the space as law watches in horror as the two of you lean in to kiss.

the idea alone was enough for him to turn away, stomping away into the kitchen unnoticed. when he finds a random seat, his heart wildly beats in his chest with a throbbing pain that rattles his entire body.

he lowers his head onto the metal table, tightly squeezing his eyes together hoping this was all some sadistic nightmare his subconscious was torturing him with.

approaching steps had him cringing at his own thoughts as you awkwardly walk past him.

“oh, sorry. i just came to get some water. all shachi packed in the mini fridge was alcohol,” you lightly joke, trying to cut the obvious tension that hangs in the air.

law doesn’t respond, following your body as you tiptoe the reach the highest shelf for a glass and pour yourself some water.

realizing his window of opportunity grew slim, for once he allowed his heart to control his decisions as he stood to his feet, blocking your exit.

you can do nothing but politely smile, muttering a sassy ‘excuse me.’ but you can’t help but notice the unfamiliar contortion of his features, it’s nothing like you had seen and, despite your discrepancies with him, you were still concerned.

“law?” you question, reaching out to squeeze his arm hopefully dragging him back down to reality.

at your touch, law manages to meet your eye, but in his mindless fervor, he can only reciprocate your touch as he carelessly pushes his lips against yours.

a muffled ‘—mmf’ vibrates against law’s mouth, but it only spurs him on, cupping your cheek to keep you close.

your heart aches at the butterflies that remain situated in your chest, a remaining testament to your irrefutable attraction for your captain.

the desperate desire that courses through law makes his mind dizzy, especially when your lips begin to guide him just the way that he likes.

more often than not, law relied on external forces to convey his feelings, but after watching you tonight, he realized that wasn’t good enough for you. and you were right. you deserve more; you deserved better. so, as you sink your tongue into his mouth, giggling softly at how easily he succumbs to your touch, he hopes you’ll forgive him just this one last time.

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#trafalgar law #law x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

mugiawaras

#i love this cute jaunty art style sm #i love really cartoony art styles #they’re so fun and so stinkin cute #fanart <3

[sanjisprincesswifey]

[sanjisprincesswifey]

CONGRATS ON 3000!!! :3 thats so exciting!! may you gain more in the near future, you deserve it! :D

Could i request song 2 for Law? GN!reader preferred?

deja vu (or unrequited love ft. trafalgar law)

notes: so much angst; law literally runs away from his feelings, unrequited law x gender-neutral reader (i’m like 90% sure there are no gendered terms), 1,000+ words, sfw content but tw for angst, so read at your own discretion. thank u for participating <3

regret was all that law was feeling right now. as his hands brushed against your soft skin, able to feel your passive, calm breathing against his chest, he knew he only had himself to blame. 

propped up on his elbow, he watches your delicate features twitch ever so slightly as he can only hope that you’re dreaming of him. 

it’s selfish, though. of which that he knows. 

regardless of the fact that you had consumed his every waking thought, not even freed by sleep as you danced through his dreamscapes, it would not be enough for you. 

brushing through your hair, down your cheek, and over your hip, law’s fingers glided across your skin with an ease he thought to be perfect. the way his hand rested in the crux of your waist, body so plaint against his touch, it could’ve been meant to be. 

as a thick blanket of snow decorated the ground outside of the small cabin, law knew his time was up. he leans over, lips to your shoulder, pressing gently against you as he tightly clenches his eyes. 

he murmurs those three words that you’d never say back, a bitter taste burning in his throat. 

with a slight creak of the bed, law slips his clothes back on and gathers his things together before turning to the door. he reaches for the brassy doorknob, but hesitates, heart collapsing in his chest when a shift in the mattress sounds once again. 

“where are you going?” you shallowly whisper, afraid of scaring him off. 

law knows he can’t dare face you again, knowing he was far too weak to your pleas. the vulnerability he had shown to you is what got him in this mess in the first place. 

“you’re leaving me here, aren’t you?” your voice trembles. 

he only turns his head half way, but he can see out of his peripherals that you’re wrapped up in a solitude of warm cotton that surely seems icy cold by now. 

“i think it’s best for both of us if you stay here, y/n-ya,” he mutters, a harsh, hoarse grit caught in his throat. 

law winces when he finally manages to capture your face, sad eyes already spilling tears. with haste, law turns back to the door allowing the painful heartbreak to fuel him to do so. 

“please don’t leave me, law,” you mumble. a sniffle and a light bed creak indicate that you’re now to your feet, which is just what law wanted to avoid. 

your hand brushes his shoulder and he can’t help but succumb to your touch, allowing you to pull him towards you and away from the door. 

he faces you now as you cup his cheek, his eyes glaze over at your touch, leaning into it with a sad smile. “i don’t want to,” he admits, holding onto your hand. 

as a last resort, you tug him down to attach your lips to his. they’re rushed, desperate to prove something they could not, but law continues to enjoy every second of it. he kisses you back, eager to show you just how deep his love runs as he pulls you against him. 

he knows it’s the last time he’d ever get the chance to do this and he doesn’t care if he’s being selfish. 

“i love you, y/n,” he breathes as he presses his forehead against yours.

your lips quiver, unable to return his affection. and law knew rhis, that’s why as soon as he said it, the door swings open and invites the cold, snowy wind into the small room. 

the abrasive condition causes you to reach for anything more to cover your exposed flesh and with that diversion, law has already bolted through the door. 

“law, please! wait!” you shout, using the fabric of your blanket as protection, wrapping it around your body. 

by observation, you knew he had been preparing to depart by the long, black overcoat he was wearing as he continues off into the distance. 

the harsh conditions make it impossible to move even a step or two, but you try anyway. 

“law!” you cry out once again, socks dampening upon impact against the cold ground. your whole body envelopes in a nipped pain as the elements fare too brutal for you to endure. 

“go back inside, y/n,” he says sternly as he turns back to face you. he’s only a few feet from you, but in this moment it feels like an entire sea stands between you. “don’t make this harder than it has to be.” 

amongst all the emotions that whirl through your head, heartbreak begins to climb its way up your throat. 

“i can love you back, i swear,” you sob, gripping onto the edges of the blankets so tightly it turns your knuckles white. “you don’t have to do this!” 

law seethes where he stands; it was bitter reminder that he was a fool to ever let himself be caught up in something so trivial and an empty promise all the same. 

“i don’t think so,” he sputters, voice cracking before he speaks again. “i love you, but i can’t keep you tied to me. now, room.” 

a light blue hue surrounds him as your legs shake as they try to run, but before you have him in your reach, his body zips away. a pebble from the edge of town replaces him, only faintly making out his silhouette near the yellow submarine that bounces against the waves. 

it was so close, you could see it from where you stood, but with the thick snow slowly piling on top of you, it was an impossible feat.  

still, you try to run, tripping over your own feet as the rough terrain collided with your skin. “law, don’t do this!” you yell, hoping your plea would reach him and plead to his sense of humanity. 

as law harshly bites his lip, the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth, he pulls down his hat to cover up any tears that might’ve fallen. 

as he continues the walk to his ship, he’s reminded of the only other person he’s ever loved; how he had to leave him behind too, all due to his own fault. 

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#i DID get in my feels b4 i wrote this thank u #i also love to hurt him #traffy i love u im sorry #trafalgar law #law x reader #trafalgar law x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

@opblondebombshells work #2!

#why did this eat though #artists who draw them as the sexiest men ever i love u #fanart <3

[sanjisprincesswifey]

helloo~ first of all congratulations on your milestones! your fics are amazing and you deserve all the love on your works🥺 as for the event, may i request for song 1 with eustass kid with an afab reader? nsfw or sfw are both fine with me! tysm in advance 💖💕

pretty in pleasure (or realizing you're falling in love ft. eustass kid)

notes: kid is bad with emotions but oh so good in bed. nsfw!!! mdni!!! p in v sex & riding with an afab!reader! around 500+ words i think ?? thank u sm for participating, ily 4 requesting eustass i luuuuuv him

despite being such a large, strong man, it felt as if kid has always been so gentle with you.

his thick, calloused fingers grip around your hip, your skin bending into his touch. a mewl falls from your lips as he guides you up and down as you bounce around his cock.

a string of curses leaves his own, but he can only focus on how fucked out you look instead of watching himself disappear inside of you as he typically did.

as a dragged-out groan escapes him, he’s not watching your tits bounce with the movement of your body, but how your face contorts with a pleased expression. or how your beautiful, lust-filled eyes stare down at him, which he would never verbally admit that it only drives him further to his release at an exponentially high rate.

a light yelp leaves you as kid effortlessly lifts you off of him in a swift motion, his dick curving as his cum spills onto his own abdomen.

a strangled gasp leaves you once more before you stand up and grab him a towel, giggling as you clean up his mess.

“did you finish?” his nonchalant tone protects the sheepishness he feels he needs to mask.

ensuring your satisfaction guaranteed him more nights with you, so he was eager to know the answer.

you nod with a cheeky smile, “yeah, like three times. was just waiting on you.” you reach for his goggles, pulling them off his head as you ruffle through his hair and wipe the sweat from his forehead.

your gentle touch was so unfamiliar to him that he rejected it at the beginning of your late-night visits, muttering for you to get out and get some sleep instead. but as the days turned into weeks, kid had succumbed to your soft touch, and grown accustomed to you occupying not just his bed, but his thoughts too.

all of which he could never admit to you, deeming himself far too coarse and animalistic for such vulnerable emotions.

somehow though, he had granted himself to reward of imagining you sticking to his side not just in the dead of night when his fist was not enough to get him off, but in his day-to-day activities.

“here,” he murmurs, opening up the blanket for you to climb inside once you have finished cleaning up.

“thank you,” you sigh, a content smile adorning your face as you cuddle up next to him. your arm is not long enough to wrap around his wide torso but rests just above his heart, the soft beating reverberating through your palm.

the exhaustion pools through your body as your eyes lazily shut in the comfort of his arm. kid this opportunity to stare down at you, his gaze memorizing each of your features until his stained, bruised lips rest in a small smile.

“your heart is beating so fast,” you chuckle, glancing up at him.

he grunts, spitting out something about how he was thinking about your session that ended mere minutes ago. you accept the answer, still finding pride in your efforts as you shut your eyes once again.

kid manages to capture a couple more peeks before he’s relaxed enough to doze off too, hoping one day he’d be man enough to tell you how he feels. 

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this post was inspired by it's complicated written by @bby-deerling , so if you like this go read hers too!

#the things he does to me… #lord have mercy #eustass kid #eustass x reader #eustass kid x reader #kid x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #eustass kid smut

[sanjisprincesswifey]

Hi, can I request song 2 with luffy! I use they/them pronouns and my body preference is afab. And I’m ok with safe and nsfw.

Thx u :]

journey’s end (or falling out of love ft. luffy)

notes: emotionally intelligent luffy (so normal luffy), gender-neutral reader (though readers' gender is not specified), sfw content but cw for angst, 500+ words, thank u sm for participating!

luffy didn’t know when everything ended when the spark finally faded. he honestly thought it never would’ve. but if your captain was anything, it was truthful; he was a kind, honest man who would never want to hurt you.

but this morning, when the spring in his step no longer leaped over to you with joy and excitement, you knew there would be nothing but hurt in his wake.

you noticed it in his eyes, so beautiful and wide but carrying so much pain. they glance over to you, glazed over, no smile in sight as he asks if he could talk to you alone.

the uncharacteristic rain cloud that clung over his head burdened you with a dark, heavy feeling in your chest as you followed behind him. he had led you to the girl’s room, making sure that it was clear before he decided to speak.

“there is something i need to tell you,” he mutters, standing tall, but unable to keep your gaze.

the unfamiliar tone that is laced within each word tells you all that you need to know. your relationship over the past couple of weeks had been coasting, only luffy was brave enough to say anything about it.

you take a seat on the closest bed, legs shakey and unable to no longer keep you up, so you succumb to their will with tears already pricking in your ducts.

“i don’t want you to be mad at me,” he starts, shuffling closer to you.

you can only laugh in response, still finding his compassion as charming as ever, but you didn’t want him to beat around the bush this time. holding your hand up, you signal him to skip the niceties.

“i don’t think that i…” he glances up at you, a frown twinging his lips as if he was going to cry. “…that this relationship is going to work anymore.”

the deep breath that you had no idea you were holding in releases, along with a tear that trickles down your cheek. you nod, biting your lip gently, though it hurts you knew this was inevitable.

luffy stands there, unable to move. he so desperately wants to comfort you, gum-gum his arms tightly around your body, and assure you that everything is going to be okay. but that was the thing, he couldn’t tell you that, not when he stood here and broke your heart.

“do you not love me anymore?” you dare to ask, not wanting the answer but asking anyway.

he shakes his head, deciding that hearing probably wasn’t what’s best for you.

your head drops down, a quiet sob leaving you as your body reverberates from the actions.

a few tears of his own fall, sniffling before luffy wants to speak again. “can i hug you?” he asks, for probably the first time in your entire relationship never needing your permission to show you affection. he figured this time admission needed to be granted.

“please,” you croak, only letting out more cries when his warm embrace coddles you in the same, comforting way it always did.

it only eggs you on more when it does, in fact, help and your sobs die down until you’re sniffling on your shoulder. only this time, you knew the lingering loneliness would continue as soon as he let go.

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#mmm luffy angst #luffy i love u pls dont do this to me #the picture i chose is so ironic lol #monkey d luffy #monkey d luffy x reader #luffy x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

Congratulations on 3000 followers ���� You deserve them all!

May I please request Song 1 with Shanks and AFAB Reader? SFW or NSFW is fine 😊

lucky girl (or realizing you’re falling in love ft. shanks)

notes: shanks is kinda dopey, gender-neutral reader implied, sfw content, 600+ words, thank u for participating!!!

you had heard that shanks often dismissed potential lovers.

with the excuse of his love for the sea, he left a string of broken hearts in his wake. he had a reputation, anyone who knew of red-haired shanks knew of his vile personality towards women.

his narcissistic behavior often loved the longing and desperation that his romantic partners exemplified when he left them the next morning, it fueled his idiotic ego, so when he showed up on your island, you knew you were not going to fall victim to him.

despite your knowledge, you couldn't find proper reasoning behind his settlement on your home island. this was longer than he'd typically stay anywhere, a couple onlookers chose to believe you were the reason behind his decision.

you were indifferent about it.

“aw come on y/n, just one drink,” shanks whines, his cheeks flushed with a warm red hue.

you only chuckle, snatching the glass from his hand before filling it with water.

“my answer is the same as it was yesterday—”

“—and the day before that. but come on, i’ll treat you real nice,” he pleas, surely attempting to pull you into his irresistible trap.

today, he’d sat on the same barstool for hours for almost the entirety of your shift desiring to coax you into his arms. now that you are no longer protected by the safety of your work schedule, you heavily sigh as shanks walks over to you just as you’re about to leave.

“not interested,” you dismiss with a polite smile as if he were a random stranger.

he feigns hurt but holds the door open for you as you exit the building, not bothering to accept your rejection. now that he had been incessantly bothering you for weeks on end, you had come to understand why all the other women fell for his charming façade.

“you can’t take a hint, can you?” you joke, wrapping your hand around his right arm.

he grazes you with a cheeky smile, shaking his head. “nope!”

the air that settled was familiar, too familiar for your liking, but you decide to succumb to him anyway, resting your head on his shoulder.  each day that he walked you home you had found him more irresistible as time passed; slick, sugar-coated words began to woo you more than you’d like to admit until you finally realized this was what all the women before you had warned about.

“if you’re going to stay the night, you gotta stay on the couch,” you warn, unlocking your front door and inviting him inside.  

but before you receive a response, he had you pinned against your own door, head tilted as he leans his face in closer to yours.

“i had a feeling you were going to do that,” you whisper, staring directly at his lips. you watch them contort into a smile, a soft laugh escaping him.

“oh yeah? was i that obvious?” he teases, cupping your face.

as you find the tension impossible to break, lips inching closer to his with no desire to retract, you wonder if all the other women had felt the way that you do right now.

was he soft with his touch, fingers holding your face with a delicacy that could have only been described as passion. were his eyes soft, glazed over with a look of adoration as he stared back at them? none of these actions had ever appeared malicious, no ulterior motives had ever presented themselves no matter how high you had kept your walls up.

you didn’t know if this time was any different for him as any of the others had been, if he had pulled the same moves, used the same lines just as he did all the time before. but you didn’t care.

as his warm lips latch onto yours, moving in a confident, yet needy motion. you can feel shanks sink into your touch as you pull him closer by his collar, submitting to your touch as you begin to guide the kiss.

it was your way of taking control, alerting him that this time would be different than all the others, but maybe that was his plan all along.

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#shanks i hate u #but i love u #ugh #red haired shanks #akagami no shanks #shanks x reader #red haired shanks x reader #one piece #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

welcome to cherry’s 3,000 followers event!

per this post, to celebrate this milestone i wanted to incorporate two of my most favorite songs that illustrate the good and the ugly of love!

the first song is called temporary love part 1; it describes the joy and excitement of being in love whilst one understands or does not care that love is only temporary. prompts in this category will be fluff/romantic only!

the second song is called temporary love part 2; this song describes the heartbreak and aftermath of a relationship that was, in hindsight, doomed to fail. prompts in this category will be angst only!

to participate send me your song number (either 1 or 2) and a prompt will be chosen randomly via a decider wheel based on your song selection.

in your request please specify your chosen character, your preferred pronouns and body preference (ex. afab, amab, etc.), and if you’re okay with nsfw content!

an example of a request for this event would look like: “may i request song 1 with sanji and an afab!reader? sfw or nsfw is okay!”

prompt list :

❥ prompt 1: temporary love part 1

realizing you’re falling in love

confessing your feelings

i’ve never believed in soulmates but you’re making me question everything

finally opening up

love at first sight

❥ prompt 2: temporary love part 2

unrequited love

falling out of love

hiding your feelings

jealousy

opening up too late

as always, minors or ageless blogs will be blocked; please consult my blog rules before sending in a request, thank you!

inbox ⋆ masterlist ⋆ blog rules ⋆ this event is: ongoing

#thank you again for all the love i’ve received #i literally could not have this much fun without you all #i also put a lot of thought and effort into this event so hooray #one piece x reader

[sanjisprincesswifey]

12 and 25 for Ace please

12. what's a headcanon you have for this character?

ace is definitely one of those guys to wear those 'i heart my girlfriend shirts' of any variety with great pride. would talk about his lover any chance to the point that it annoys everyone, but he literally doesn't gaf since he loves you so much.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

greaseball who is strangely seducing me. now i'm so in love with him; there is nothing he could do wrong; i miss him every day that i live.

send me a question and a character!

#portgas d ace #cherry rambles

[sanjisprincesswifey]

look at my one piece colors boy. inescapable. (from chap 399)

#FRANKYYYY #HES SO FINE #THIS WAS ONE OF HIS BEST MOMENTS #i fell for him the moment he's introduced in water 7 #i need to live my truth about him #fanart <3

[sanjisprincesswifey]

woke up to 3,004 besties today 🥹 !! literally would just love to say thank you so, so much to each and every one of you that has ever enjoyed my content! i would not be so encouraged to write so much had it not been for any of you and this platform couldn’t exist without all the love i have received!!

this blog was created out of love, for sanji, all the characters i’ve written for, and all those who enjoy the discourse; to say this show has altered my entire life is a complete understatement! i wish i could show my appreciation for every single one of you, so stay updated with my blog to see my new event soon!!

(i also got accepted into grad school with a full ride scholarship so i want to celebrate that too!! :) )

#i don’t even know what to tag this ?????? #thank you ????? #i love you all so so so much #my heart is so fking full #cherry rambles