#denjiro fluff

[lale-txt]

🌙 waking up at night without you by their side ↳ w/ Kid, Rayleigh, Denjiro & Yamato

a/n: another draft that's been sitting here since forever. in the light you go!! love me some lighthearted fluff. slightly suggestive + poly mention for Rayleigh (i feel like i'm putting this ALWAYS when writing Rayleigh omg) also sending kisses to all my anons swooning over Yamato. i know i don't write him that much but wanted to include him here for you ♡ i always love reading about your undying love for him, it's the purest thing.

Kid 

how dare you leave his side while he’s sleeping

don’t you know about your big spoon duties which involve holding him tenderly from behind, rubbing his back and making sure your arms are constantly wrapped around him all the time? 

Kid huffs when he wakes up with his back cold and your side of the bed empty

were you going for a midnight snack without him? didn’t you know that he was also craving shredded cheese at 3am? was your relationship a lie the whole time? 

no he’s not being dramatic why do you ask

or did you miss a step of your skin care routine and went back to the bathroom to do it again? he told you countless times that it didn’t work that way…

he throws back the covers and gets up, his red hair a mess and barely held together by the cat ear hairband you once gifted him 

Kid’s first instinct when he’s in trouble is to consult Killer so they can be in trouble together, so naturally he stomps down the hall to Killer’s cabin and doesn’t bother knocking, just bursts in like the Kool Aid man 

he lets out a surprised gasp when Killer isn’t sleeping peacefully in his bed but playing cards with you, Heat and Wire – very wide awake 

before Kid’s face can turn the color of his hair, you already kick out a chair for the tulip and gesture him to sit his ass down so you can explain

“see… on the last island when we stocked up on supplies Killer didn’t buy decaf coffee like ne normally does but regular… and since everyone but you drinks coffee–” “because it’s BAD for your skin, but no one ever listens to me” “–all of us have just been unable to fall asleep.”

Kid rolls his eyes and continues huffing, but also pulls you in his lap and wrap his arm around you, falling asleep with his head resting against yours as you continue your game

but no more coffee for you after 2pm, decaf or not. the big spoon rule book got updated, you gotta keep up duh

Rayleigh

even in his sleep Rayleigh reaches for you, wanting to hug you close to him, only content when he can nuzzle his face in the back of your neck

so when his hand pats into empty space, he’s suddenly awake, mumbling out your name into the dark 

first thing he does is turn on the light on the nightstand and reach for his glasses because he can’t see shit without them

still fighting off sleep, he takes a moment to reconstruct last night, smiling over it. no, you definitely fell asleep in his arms after you both finished… several times

actually he could go another round now that he was awake, but someone was missing…

it’s when he hears muffled voices coming from downstairs that he calls out your name again, louder this time

“we’re in the kitchen!”

we? … oh

with his observation haki never failing him, Rayleigh realizes within a heartbeat now what is going on

following your laughter he finds you in the kitchen… accompanied by a very familiar face

“Ray, I must say your taste is exquisite as always…”

Shakky cups your face, a cigarette dangling from her lips, as she beams at her husband leaning in the doorframe

“i think I’m in love with your wife”, you sigh dreamily, melting under her touch and gazing up to her with puppy eyes, completely encharmed by her 

Rayleigh ruffles his white hair and just smirks. he was about to introduce you anyway, so this makes things much easier now

he comes closer and places kisses on both of your cheeks. this night just got so much more interesting… 

Denjiro

Denjiro is always a little sleepy and would pass out within a heartbeat wherever and whenever, but preferably with you by his side, pulling you close even in his sleep

so why were his arms empty right now?

long blue hair is spilled all over the futons and usually by now you would complain because you’re getting tangled up in it 

rubbing his eyes he sits up, he murmurs out your name into the dim light of your shared room 

Denjiro isn’t too worried, he knows what you’re capable off, otherwise the yakuza boss wouldn’t have married you. he twists the golden band on his ring finger absentmindedly as he’s slowly forcing himself to wake up properly

it’s when he notices the gentle breeze coming through the open sliding door leading to the veranda and he immediately knows where to look for you

throwing the blanket over his shoulders he gets up, already making out your silhouette in the milky moonlight as you sit there huddled up, looking over your shoulder when you hear his footsteps approaching

“Den… you gotta see this…” 

your excited whisper and gestures to keep quiet had him curious, but more than that he was just happy to see you smiling

Denjiro sits down behind you and pulls you in his lap, wrapping his big arms and the blanket around you and kissing the side of your neck. you’re cold but feel warmth tingling in your limbs immediately under his touch

“what is it, little moonshine?”, he whispers and rests his chin on top of your head. you almost disappear in his embrace due the size difference and wiggle yourself in a comfortable position, the tip of your nose and your curious eyes peeking out from the blanket 

“snow bunnies”, you say softly and point to the garden where a pair of white bunnies frolic around in the falling snow, almost invisible for the eyes

Denjiro smiles and leans down to kiss you again. love is stored in the little things, you taught him that. and soon he falls asleep again, holding you tightly as he drifts into dreams of you, but none sweeter than the reality he gets to live with you

Yamato

personal space? not in this house 

Yamato usually sleeps sprawled out like a starfish and rotates in his sleep like a beyblade

but it’s fine because you adjusted to that! nothing can stop you from cuddling your big golden retriever boyfriend in his sleep

so when he wakes up at night and doesn’t feel your familiar weight on top of him it just sends him into straight up panic

in an attempt to turn the lights on he gets tangled up in the sheets and stumbles, taking down the lamp and everything else on the nightstand with him 

he’s calling out your name and trying not to cry on the spot

did you have a bad dream and he didn’t notice? were you somewhere crying on your own? his heart couldn’t take the thought of it. 

this was even worse than the one time he lost you at the supermarket in the candy aisle and he had to make an announcement over speaker which was mostly him sobbing into the microphone

his brain still lagging from the sleepiness and shock, Yamato doesn’t notice how you squat down next to him, picking off various nightstand items (tissues, crystals, harness…) off him 

“Yams, just what are you doing down there? were you sleepwalking? i knew this would become an issue one day…”

cut to Yamato sobbing in your arms because for three hot minutes he thought he had lost you forever 

which is when you kindly explain him that nature called and you only went to the bathroom but would have returned into his arms straight away

however you can never hold back tears as well when you see Yamato crying and now you’re both on the floor sobbing as you hold each other tenderly 

only when he kisses away the salty streaks you both calm down a little and can laugh about the situation

ever since you leave a little note out when you have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night and make sure to snuggle extra close to him once you return, making Yamato smile even in his sleep

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[bas-writes]

Snowed In

Character: Denjiro Reader: gender neutral CW: size difference (smaller reader) Word count: 727 Prompt: One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss. A/N: to cleanse my palette from the everlasting smut, I decided to return to my favorite prompt list, and sprinkle y'all's dashboard with some shameless fluff! i'll randomly assign blorbos i enjoy writing (or set traps on my friends and moots), until the whole list of 50 will be full :3 i hope you will enjoy!

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You could swear it’s been snowing for eternity. In other circumstances you would probably be happy like a little kid—or at least in awe at the views alone—but here and now you’re just terrified. The snowdrifts reached the level you would call impassable hours ago, and so far you haven’t seen any sign of the cataclysm any time soon. If you two are lucky, maybe someone will find you and free you from the semi-abandoned home you took as your shelter. If not…Well, for sure there are worse ways to spend a night together.

Well, at least there’s a place to sleep. And more than one bed.

Denjiro is in a far better mood, shamelessly sprawled on one of said beds, a tad too small for his huge body. Hands behind his head, he gnaws on a toothpick and hums, deep in thought, with a dreamy smile across his lips. Even if your face is turned towards the window, you keep observing him from the corner of your eye. It’s been so…long since you saw him smiling so naturally for the last time. Just as you thought he can’t show any more emotion but a wicked smirk or anger, here he is, relaxed and pleased with something. Much like a well-fed cat.

“I can feel you staring, you know.” He rolls the toothpick from one corner of his lips to the other, his smile now directed at you. “Do you have any news for me?”

A little needle of embarrassment pricks your ears. Have you been that obvious? How far has he read you? You’re still not sure whether you want your crush to be known or not, so you’ve been doing your best to be discreet.

With little effect, it seems.

“All I can say is that—” You pray that at least your voice sounds neutral— “we’re in trouble.”

“It cannot be that bad.” He stretches and springs on his feet. To look through the window—and over your shoulder—he has to bend nearly in half. “Oh. Well. Seems it can.”

He rests chin on your shoulder—as expected, quite a weight to carry. But even if he placed only a feather there, the effect would be no different. Your body stiffens and your heart races in your chest, beating against your ribcage like a wild bird trapped in a cage.

Calm yourself down. He hasn’t done anything, he’s just…close. Oh, so close…

“And we don’t have firewood here.” Denjiro clicks his tongue, his careless smile fading a bit—just to explode anew a second later. “We might have to cuddle for warmth, isn’t it romantic?”

“I don’t think we’re close enough for that.” You roll your eyes but, underneath, you’re burning at the mere thought. Oh, to be so close, to feel with your whole body how big he is…

As if reading your mind, Denjiro wraps arms around you and pulls you close, trapping you against his chest. He’s not standing straight and yet, the top of your head barely reaches his chest. Involuntary, your body starts melting and leaning against him.

And he’s not losing this opportunity, one hand supporting your middle, the other gently cupping your chin and tilting your head in his direction, his face dangerously close…

He tastes of mint, you realize, eagerly opening for him. He brushes the tip of his tongue against your bottom lip before closing it between his and sucking a little, teasing, not breaking the subtle status quo. It happened so quickly you stand no chance for reaction, frozen in place, unable to even close your eyes.

“Ah!” He pulls away as fast as he leaned for it, his face genuinely concerned. “Do you want to do this? I’m sorry, I should have asked first—”

Instead of giving him an answer, you reach out and, threading fingers through his silky-soft hair, pull him closer again, your lips finally free of motionless curse. For a second or two you’re able to take control over it, attacking him with passion that surprised you both.

But it doesn’t last long. With a given permission, his gall returns—and he claims your lips his until you’re out of breath and leaning into chest, all your power gone in seconds.

“You know—” He wipes the saliva off your lips with his thumb. “I don’t think I want to be saved from here that early…”

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[doctorgerth]

Hey Doc! Hope your Sunday is going good. If there is still a slot open, may I please request a Denjiro x female straw hat reader scenario where it’s after the war on onigashima has concluded and they are keeping each other company, cuddling with each other, and enjoying the peace of their victory. I hope those are enough details to use. Thank you and hope you are feeling alright.

a/n: I really really hope this turned out okay! I spent a lot of back and forth on this. 😵‍💫 I love love love Denji but he’s a little difficult to write for sometimes...I apologize if this didn’t turn out how you wanted! I also STRUGGLED in the fight against making this angsty, so there’s just a itty bitty bit of angst in there, hopefully that’s okay! Hope you like it, friend!! x 

featuring: Denjiro x Fem!Straw Hat Reader

warnings: extra cheesy fluff, teensy bit of angst

VICTORY

The wind is gentle, wisping through your hair and dancing along your skin; sealing each bandage with a kiss. Denjiro places one against your shoulder, hurrying the healing process with his tender affection. The townsfolk below are smiling of their own accord, grinning from ear to ear as they help one another with their own healing. The healing of their homes, their town, and of their spirits. All at once it hits you — the war is finally over.  

“We did it,” you breathe out, exhaling all pent up air. It takes a moment for your lungs to find their natural rhythm of inflation and deflation, but for the first time since your fateful meeting, time is on your side. With your back against his sturdy chest, you find yourself at last relaxing, muscles noticeably sore from extended tension, but every passing second in his warm embrace unravels the knots within you, melting you into him.

Denjiro’s there to absorb you with thumbs tracing patterns along exposed skin. He pulls you deeper into him, securing you in his arms as if feeling threatened by the wind. You couldn’t be whisked away from him just yet, not before he had this moment with you; a peaceful moment with just the two of you long overdue.

“We sure did,” he sighs as if coming to finally believe it himself. Long, silky strands of light blue hair envelop your right side like a curtain as Denjiro nuzzles his face into the side of your neck. His lips curve upward as you exhale airy laughter from his tickling lashes and he knows this is how you’re meant to be — happy and carefree. There’s no doubt in his mind that he’d go through hell and back a second time just to keep you like this.

He pulls away to look at you, admiring the crinkle of your eyes, glossy irises mirroring the smile on your lips as you stare up at him. His cheek presses against the palm of your hand as you reach up to tuck a flower behind his ear that you had plucked earlier from the grassy hillside the two of you have to yourselves.

“You’re so pretty, Denji,” you grin further, lips and cheeks bruised from battle, yet curving effortlessly for your lover. You can’t help but be mesmerized by how unbelievably handsome he looks under the comforting Wano sun; hair let down, flower behind his ear, bright blue eyes glistening like the ocean after a storm, pink lips relaxed in a lazy smirk, revealing the look of a man so helplessly in love. You’d keep this image of Denjiro with you forever.

“What will you do now, my pirate princess? You’re leaving with Wano’s greatest treasure you know. Take good care of my heart, will you?” His smirk widens, teasing. Truthfully, you were leaving with so much more than his heart. His body would remain in Wano, but you’d be taking his heart, soul, and everything in between with you when your crew eventually departed. He didn’t want to think of that just yet, though.

“I love you, but you are so horrendously cheesy,” you groan with a huff of laughter, squeezing into him as if you weren’t ready to think about being apart either. Neither of you were sure you’d ever be ready for that.

Denjiro knows that there’s still so much to say, memories created to reflect upon, but there’s a lump in his throat swelling with immeasurable adoration that’s proving difficult to swallow. How could he possibly say everything he wishes to tell you and deem himself a sane man? He couldn’t; not when the feelings he harbors for you are so unbearably difficult to depict with accuracy and vast enough to drive a man mad.

Still, the validity of his devotion, and your miraculously returned affections, help him to speak at least a small fraction of what’s weighing heavy on his heart, “I want you to know that I have never, and will never, love anyone else in the endless ways that I love you. Together or apart, for me, it will always be you.”

Warm tears dampen Denjiro’s cheeks when you reach upward to pull him into a breathless kiss and the samurai isn’t quite sure who they belong to. Though his sense of victory should come from winning the war, he can’t help but feel a deeper triumph in knowing that he’s won your heart.

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[chenziee]

Once a Year

Story originally published in the @ophalloweenzine! :D

[ Read on AO3 | Ko-Fi ]

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There were thousands of islands across the five seas, each with their own culture and customs. Yamato knew this for a fact; not because he had been there—after all, if he had ever left Wano, he had been too young to remember—but because Oden had described them in his journal.

Yamato wanted to see it all. He wanted to visit the island in the sky, the millennium old elephant, the island where lightning falls like rain. He wanted to enjoy the different sceneries, meet the people, play their games, experience their culture… But he was stuck here on Onigashima, heavy metal cuffs on his tiny wrists; still too weak to break the chains.

He wasn’t Oden, yet.

He wasn’t free.

But, there was a way. A way to become Oden, if only for a single night.

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Yamato grinned when he looked down on himself. The short, orange kimono wasn’t perfect—the crescent moons on his chest were a little crooked, the pirate who had sewn them on not accounting for the change in angle once worn—and the white and purple nio-dasuki he had wrapped around himself was too large for him, dwarfing Yamato’s form and making him look even more like a child.

But even so, Yamato was happy.

So incredibly happy.

He had been waiting for this moment for three years, ever since he had read about the custom of ‘Halloween’. According to Oden, it was a once-a-year celebration taking place on a certain autumn island. He had written some details about the meaning of the festivities too, but Yamato couldn’t say he understood much of it.

What he did understand, however, was the tradition of dressing up—costumes of fairies and ghosts, pirates and marines, characters from books and fantasies… anything you wanted.

And there was only one person like that for Yamato.

Running out of his room, Yamato threw his arms into the air, spreading them wide as he laughed. Just wearing this outfit, he felt so much lighter. He couldn’t wait to show his friends—the nice Beast Pirates who gave him food and helped him when he needed it. The ones who didn’t laugh or scorn him whenever he said he was Oden.

The ones he liked.

“Young Master, where are you going?!” someone cried in alarm.

Yamato paused, his happy smile not leaving his face even when his eyes fell on the panicked face of the approaching pirate. "I'm going to show everyone. I really am Oden now!" he announced proudly, gesturing to his kimono.

The pirate's eyes widened before his head whipped around, turning every which way as if looking for something. Finally, he sighed in relief and looked back at Yamato. "Young Master, please, don't say things like that or—"

"Or what?!" Yamato demanded, puffing up his chest. "I don't care what my father says! He can't stop me!" 

The pirate paused at his adamant refusal, chewing on his bottom lip as he searched Yamato’s eyes.

The boy only huffed, crossing his arms over his chest to show how serious he was; this matter was done and over with as far as he was concerned. Nothing this man said would change his mind so Yamato only returned his stare with his own defiant one, just daring him to disagree.

Silence hung over the hallway for a moment until the man's pleading gaze broke under Yamato's immovable determination.

"O-okay," he stuttered weakly, just as a loud crash came from the direction of Kaido's room, making the man nearly jump out of his skin.

Yamato paid it no mind, all too used to his father's drunken mood swings. Instead, he simply side-stepped the pirate, heading for the stairs to the upper floor. He wanted to show his costume to Ulti and Page One, the children that Kaido had taken in recently. They were bound to be excited!

And if his father saw him, so be it. The bull-gorilla could choke on his own fist for all he cared.

“Young Master! Wait!” the pirate called after him, blocking his path in a few quick steps.

Yamato frowned, giving the man his best annoyed look. “What now?”

“You have to cha—” He stopped himself mid-sentence, going quiet for a second as he stared at Yamato with a troubled expression but soon, he visibly deflated. Even his voice sounded defeated when he spoke up again, “I heard the children went to the beach.”

Yamato tilted his head to the side, staring at the man intently. He felt like he was being lied to… but he couldn’t know for sure. He supposed there was no harm in checking the beach first either way.

Giving the man in front of him one last, suspicious look, Yamato huffed before turning on his heel and running off towards the exit instead.

Honestly, even if the others weren’t at the beach, Yamato wouldn’t mind. He liked the place; he wasn’t able to swim in the ocean—courtesy of the devil fruit he had eaten in hunger-driven desperation a year ago—but he still loved watching the waves crash against the island, humming their song and carrying the smell of salt and freedom with them.

One day, he was going to cross those waters. One day, he won’t need this orange kimono to feel connected to him.

One day, he will see the world just as Kozuki Oden had.

Stopping at the edge of the beach, a determined smile pulled on Yamato’s lips. He didn’t care how many years it took. If he had to wait the seventeen years until Joy Boy arrived, that was fine. After all, he was still only eleven years old. He wasn’t stupid; he knew he was much too weak to get anywhere in the world on his own for now. He would wait patiently, training and preparing for the right time; just like Oden had before Whitebeard’s ship had landed in Kuri all those years ago.

And he had this bright orange kimono and tattered old journal to draw strength from.

“Young Master Yamato?”

Yamato jumped at the deep, quiet voice that came from behind him. He didn’t think anyone was there; he hadn’t noticed anyone—not even the little siblings—when he had arrived. “Who—” he started, turning around quickly to face the newcomer, but then he sighed when he recognized the tall man. “Boss Kyoshiro! Hello,” he greeted politely.

The yakuza regarded him for a moment without a word but then he slowly sat on the ground next to Yamato, facing the sea just like the young boy had before, and patted the ground next to him in invitation.

It only took Yamato a second to comply; the man was still a mystery to him, a new star in Orochi’s command and impossible to read, yet somehow… Yamato didn’t hate him. That couldn’t have been said about many of Orochi’s people.

“I like your outfit,” Kyoshiro said with a smile.

Immediately, a wide grin pulled on Yamato’s lips as he threw his arms out wide once more. “Right?!” he asked, full of excitement. “It’s for Halloween. You’re supposed to dress up like people you like!”

“The celebration from Jack-O’-Island?” Kyoshiro asked.

Yamato’s mouth fell open in surprise. “You know about it?!”

“A person very important to me told me about it once,” Kyoshiro explained, his smile widening a little… even though it seemed a little sad at the same time. “Do you like Kozuki Oden?”

“I am Kozuki Oden!” Yamato corrected proudly.

At that, Kyoshiro laughed. It startled Yamato at first because… it sounded so happy. Open and honest and completely different from the demeaning laughter Yamato was used to—and so much more real than anything Yamato had seen of the man.

In the end, Yamato couldn’t stop the giggle that bubbled out of his own chest.

“I’m sorry, I don’t have much on me but—” Kyoshiro paused, taking out a small box from his satchel and opening it, revealing a few mitarashi dango— “you can have these. For your trick or treating,” he added the last part in response to Yamato’s confused stare.

Yamato beamed. Bowing his head, he accepted the gift but before he could even thank him, a large lizard-bird landed next to them.

“There you are, Yamato.” King shot Yamato a look once he turned to his human form. “What do you think you’re doing walking around dressed like that?”

“Trick or treating,” Yamato said simply as he shoved a dango stick in his mouth.

King looked like was about to scold him but as soon as their eyes met, he groaned, rubbing at his masked forehead. “Let’s just keep you away from Kaido-san for now…”

Yamato huffed. “I don’t care what he says.”

Heaving a sigh, King wordlessly shifted back to a pteranodon to grab Yamato’s arms in his talons.

As they took off, Yamato shot one last grin at Kyoshiro. He knew barely anything about the man but he did know one thing—

He already looked forward to showing him an even better Oden next year.

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[nicos-robin]

i decided to watch last weeks episode again and like... god damn.... i still cried like a baby at the end... what a beautiful episode...

#i was also admittedly a LIL stoned last week so like #it was an INTENSE episode for me #but wow #just.... wow #i was kinda worried it might be more fluff but it really wasn't #the scene with hiyori and denjiro at the end too UGH #cant wait for tomorrow #ange rambles

[aster-tiger]

The Raging Witch

Law x OFC, Zoro x OFC, Luffy x OFC, Zoro x Luffy, Law x Zoro, Law x OFC x Zoro

Warnings: swearing, pr0n with plot, shameless smut, bisexuality, consensual k!nk, 3some, b0ndage, emotional slow burn, developing relationship, hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, bonding, mating (not abo), post Punk Hazard, post Dressrosa, changing pov (no head hopping), mm relationship, mmf relationship, english is not my first language, no beta we die like men

You can find the whole story on AO3

Chapter 25: Goodyes

Reid dropped her off at the palace and flew away. She was seated on the board because her knee was dislocated. The crew would either seek help from local healers or wait until Daria calmed down enough to treat them without killing anyone in the process.

Clutching her side, Rage made her way to her room. She peeled off her clothes one by one, hissing in pain. Nadina was a tank of a woman and packed a serious punch. Rage was sure at least two of her ribs were broken.

Her reflection in the mirror revealed a giant purple bruise on her side. She carefully traced her fingers over her ribs, and a sudden pang of pain knocked the air out of her lungs. Regretfully, she reached for her Devil Fruit's powers. She was supposed to meet Law and Zoro, and they would flip a lid if she showed up in such a state.

She wanted to spend time with them. Their time together was coming to an end, and she wanted to cherish every moment of what they had left.

Taking several shallow breaths, she prepared herself to use the Devil Fruit.

As soon as she released the hormones to heal her wounds, the pain hit her. Her breath caught in her throat, and she clenched her teeth. A whine escaped her as she slid to the mats, her muscles tensing under the onslaught of pain.

She expected to black out, as she did the last time she tried to use her Devil Fruit. She even welcomed it because she couldn't feel pain when she was unconscious. But it didn't happen this time. The pain simply ceased when her injury was healed, and she sagged on the floor in relief. It was a good sign, and maybe Daria wasn't lying when she said the pain would go away with time.

She needed to be able to use the Devil Fruit extensively to carry out the plan. The pain was a problem, but she would push through it when necessary.

Gathering herself from the floor, she reached for the kimono Denjiro had gifted her. It was a beautiful black silk piece with a pink blossom pattern.

Although she wasn't overly fond of kimonos, she decided to wear it to blend in with the crowd. She didn't want people to stare at her too much because she wanted to experience a peaceful evening with her mates. She couldn't do a traditional hairstyle to go with the kimono since her hair was too short and shaved at the sides, and she didn't want to wear a wig.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she decided to put on some makeup. Her face looked tired as fuck.

After putting on her sandals, she pushed the sliding door to leave her room, only to be greeted by the sight of Denjiro. He was standing in front of her room, apparently waiting for her.

"Good evening, my good sir," she smiled at the man and stepped into the corridor. "I presume you're here to talk about last night's shenanigans in your fine establishment?*

"Yes, amongst other things," he confirmed with a slight frown. "I believe you were on your way out. Let me walk you to the gate."

He fell into step beside her, towering over her much smaller frame. The smell of tobacco clung to his clothes as usual.

"The leftovers were disposed of without any problem," he informed, looking ahead. "The souvenirs are being handled with care, although I had to send them away. I had no place left to put such inappropriate gifts."

He wasn't speaking directly about the matter, so there was a chance someone was spying on their conversation.

"I'm grateful that you accepted the gifts," she took a deep breath, trying to detect the smell of another person nearby. Unfortunately ninjas could hide their scent.

"There are people upset by how the party ended," Denjiro informed stoically. "They are very vocal about the outcome."

"I can deal with them, if you'd like," she offered.

"No, I wouldn't like that at all," he replied, turning his head towards her. "In fact, Kin'nemon made it clear that you should not involve yourself any further."

"Well, if the boss man insists, I will refrain from interfering," she replied with a cheeky grin. "I previously informed Kin'emon about the necessity of thoroughly cleaning the house. Any vile remnants of the late ruler's possessions might be poisonous to the current shogun's well-being."

"The shogun and his retainers believe it's a matter that shouldn't concern you," Denjiro replied with a frown. "You were part of the alliance, and the shogun is grateful for your involvement. However, his retainers strongly advise that you and your crew should not be involved in Wano's internal affairs."

"Is this a warning?" Rage raised a brow in question. "You are one of the shogun's retainers."

He remained silent until they stepped into the courtyard, where it would be harder to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"I am one of the retainers," Denjiro confirmed. "But I find that my opinions on many matters differ from those of my companions."

He stopped in the middle of the courtyard and turned to face Rage.

"I hold your advice in high regard," he held her gaze firmly. "I also recognize the value of your life experience, and I appreciate you as a person. I believe Wano would greatly benefit if you decided to stay here and could influence the changes this country needs."

"Thank you, Denjiro," she replied with a soft smile. "I think so too. However I feel as if my presence here would not be welcomed much longer."

He reciprocated the smile.

"I find your arrogance strangely appealing."

"It's one of my many charms," she confirmed with a smirk.

"I know you have many plans and you will be leaving soon."

She nodded. It wasn't a secret, every crew from the alliance was leaving. The only question was when would it happen.

"But I would like to give you a reason to stay and offer you the power to change this country. I would be honoured if you would consider becoming my wife."

Her eyes widened in surprise, but after the initial shock, a cunning smile crawled onto her lips.

"You honour me, my good sir. I thought you considered yourself old enough to be my father."

He mirrored her smile.

"That was before you convinced me to test the merchandise."

The smile on her face grew. She liked his cheekiness.

"I do appreciate your proposal. I'd like to make some things clear at this point."

"Will you try to dissuade me from the marriage?"

"That's for you to decide. You must know I am infertile and would never bear children."

"That's alright. I don't want to become a father to an infant at my age. I will adopt an heir or heiress to carry on my name."

"I am not monogamous. In fact, I already have two mates, and we are bonded for life."

"I am not a jealous man."

"I don't care about gender, I'd fuck whoever catches my eye, and sex is my way of relieving stress."

"I believe I already assisted you in that way."

"I won't conform to this society's rules, so you would have to deal with a lot of scandals."

"I run the biggest pleasure hall in Wano. Scandals are a part of my life."

"My crew stays with me."

Denjiro's expression darkened.

"As per my trade I am well aware how much your crew's services are needed in this country."

"Fine. My finances are my own, I will not be financially dependent on a man."

"I have already made so much profit off your ideas, I would gladly share it with you equally. I would be most grateful if you would further develop the services provided by the pleasure hall."

She beamed at him and continued walking towards the gate.

"I believe this concludes our negotiation. You may expect my answers in a few days' time."

Law and Zoro were waiting by the bottom of the stairs. She said her goodbyes to Denjiro and joined her mates with a beaming smile.

"Judging by your smile, I don't think Denjiiro is overly upset by what happened last night," Law commented, nodding to the samurai who nodded back from the top of the stairs and walked away. 

"Oh, he's pissed," Rage replied, still grinning.

"Then why are you smiling like that?" Zoro took her hand and led her down the street.

"He just proposed to me."

They stopped in their tracks and looked at her with shock painted all over their faces.

"What did you say?" Zoro asked.

"He wants me to be his wife," she explained, her smile widening to the point where her cheeks hurt.

They were staring at her as if she suddenly grew a second head.

"What was your reply?' Law found his voice first.

"That I'll think about it."

"You aren't considering it, are you?" Zoro had a deep scowl on his face.

"Actually, it's a pretty good offer," she replied with a grin. "Come on, I'm hungry. I want miso ramen and katsudon."

She had to drag Zoro behind her before he followed her. Law trailed behind them without a word.

The restaurant wasn't far from the palace, and they were seated in a private room. They were served tea, sake, pickled cucumber and spicy edamame as appetisers. The server assured them that their food would be ready shortly.

Zoro took a shot of sake and pinned her with his stare.

"You said you didn't want to get married."

"Well, things change," she replied, taking a bite of the crunchy cucumber. "It would be a pretty cushy landing after I'm done. He's rich, influential, and twice as old as me, so he'll die sooner rather than later, and all his assets will be mine."

The flat stares she received in response spoke volumes about what they thought of the idea.

"What was the word your crew used to call the doll? A gold digger?” Zoro mused over another cup of sake.

She snorted. “I’d call it a good business decision.”

“You have us. Why would you want to marry someone else?”

“Because compared to the bonds, marriage is just a contract that means absolutely nothing to me.”

“Still, when we sailed from Zou, you were adamant you didn’t want to get married,” Zoro persisted, his brows scrunched.

“Things can change when a good enough opportunity presents itself, especially one that can help me with my plans.”

“What are your plans?” Law chimed in. “We were supposed to figure things out after taking down Kaido.”

Straight to the point as always. But it was a conversation they needed to have after all.

She put down her chopsticks and focused entirely on the two men. She couldn’t lie to them, but she couldn’t tell them the whole truth either. They would sense her lie in the bond, so she needed to stay as close to the truth as possible without revealing her final goal.

“When I left Sin City I was so blinded by my own pain that I failed to realise several things. I thought my girls were loyal to my mother, but as it turns out, they were always loyal to me. I made promises to them, and I need to uphold my word. It’s only fair, since they chose to follow my lead for so many years. We need to finish what we started.”

“And what’s that?” Law asked.

“Mostly revenge. There are many reasons why my girls are the way they are. Things happened to them and to people close to them, but those are not my stories to tell. What’s important is that I need to finish this before I can plan for anything else.”

There was tension in both bonds. They drank in silence for a while until something shifted in the bond with Zoro.

He put down his cup and caught her gaze.

“Until last night, I would have agreed with your choice. But last night showed how much that shit affects you. It would be best for you if you gave up on them entirely.”

“That’s not your decision to make,” she managed to keep her voice even.

He was right. She would be happier if she went her separate way and never looked back. But could she forgive herself? If she witnessed a slave being mistreated or people being trafficked, could she look at her own reflection in the mirror without feeling ashamed for being a coward?

“So you’d expect me to do what exactly? Tell them to fuck off and let you two play rock, paper, scisors and I’ll go with whoever wins? That’s hilarious. Would you do the same for me Zoro? If I asked, would you give up your goal and come with me instead?”

“It’s not the same, and you know it,” the swordsman stated stubbornly.

“Isn’t it? Because when I reach my goal, I would be so fucking proud of myself that all the struggle would be worth it.”

“Then at least give yourself a break,” Zoro persisted. “Come with us, either of us, to find One Piece. After that we’ll help you with whatever you need to do.”

It wasn’t a bad offer. In fact, it made a lot of sense to have additional manpower. But the thing was, they would not agree to do what she intended to do, especially if Luffy was involved.

“I don’t care for One Piece,” she replied.

“But you carry the will of D,” Law objected.

“It doesn’t matter. Whatever One Piece is, it belongs to Joy Boy, and we already know who that is. I have no use for it.”

Law didn’t seem upset about that. He wanted to find Laugh Tale to discover the history behind the D and to gain knowledge of the Void Century. As far as she knew he didn’t care about the title of the Pirate King. If it didn’t serve him any purpose, he didn’t care about titles and bounties.

“What about Luffy?” Zoro asked out of the blue.

“What about him?” she asked, trying to play stupid.

“Will you bond with him?” Zoro pressed.

“I told you the bond was broken,” she reiterated.

“Is it still?” he arched his eyebrow. “It didn’t feel like it was broken last night.”

She was taken aback by his comment. The moment was interrupted by the server, who brought in their food. The smell reminded her how hungry she was, and she pumped the aching hunger into the bond to put a stop to their conversation.

The food was a delicious mix of sweet and salty flavours. It was seasoned with aromatic spices and had a variety of vegetables and fresh noodles. The katsudon, crispy and spicy, paired well with the perfectly cooked rice.

She enjoyed the food so much that she got lost in the flavours, hardly noticing when Law ordered more dishes. Eventually, she finished eating and put her chopsticks down, only then realising the stack of empty bowls on both sides of her.

Law observed her carefully. "Will the pain start soon? Was your hunger part of the healing cycle?"

She stared at him, dreading the possibility of more pain. But to her relief, it didn't come.

"I think I was just hungry," she replied with a weak smile. "I haven't eaten anything since yesterday."

A disapproving scowl crawled on Law's lips. "I'd like to do a check-up, to evaluate your condition."

"Daria does a daily check up," she replied weakly, not keen on another medical intervention.

She received several blood transfusions due to low red cell count. Her iron and electrolyte levels were low, requiring daily IV fluids and microelements. She didn't want Law to discover her current state. Their time together was limited, and she didn't want him to fuss over her, when they could engage in much more entertaining activities.

"That's why I want to do a check-up," Law persisted. "Her methods are questionable at best."

A deep sigh escaped her. She didn't have the strength to deal with this. She closed her eyes as she tried to gather her composure, but she found it difficult to open them again. Her lids felt heavy, and she felt as if there were weights on her limbs, pulling her down. A blurry haze enveloped her mind, blocking her racing thoughts. It felt peaceful, and she couldn't find any reason to fight it. She surrendered to the feeling and allowed the blackness to envelop her completely.

Her mind surfaced to the soft murmurs in a quiet room. She was laying down, warm and comfortable, covered in soft blankets that smelled of Law. She nestled deeper into the covers trying to fall back into the blissful numbness of sleep. However, a soft ache of the bonds penetrated the fuzziness of her mind.

Her mates were in the room with her, but she laid alone in the dark. She willed her eyes open and glanced towards the only source of light in the room - moonlight streamed through an open window along with the scent of spring air. There, by the window, sat both of her mates. The moonlight spread languidly over Zoro's exposed chest, and Law's tattooed fingers that were placed over Zoro's heart. The swordsman sat between Law's spread legs, leaning into the surgeon's chest, while Law's cheek rested against the side of Zoro's head. The scene seemed serene and intimate, but an aching pain pulsed through both bonds.

Regardless, the sight brought her comfort. At least they'd still have each other when she was gone. They wouldn't have to deal with a dead bond on their own. They would still have their bond.

But as long as she was alive, she wanted to be with them. She got on her hands and knees, crawling towards her mates. Their eyes locked with hers, the intensity palpable in the moonlit room. The darkness receded, and she could see their irises clearly.

The bonds between them grew quiet and tense with anticipation as she crawled between Zoro's legs and their lips met. Strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her firmly into her mate's chest. The kiss was soft and she relished every moment, savouring the taste and softness of his lips. Long fingers stroked her neck before slipping between her hair and cradling the back of her head.

Law's intense gaze was almost palpable on her skin. Yet, aside from caressing her and holding both his mates in his arms, he didn't move an inch. Zoro demanded her attention with a nip at her lower lip, and she focused on the swordsman. His arms tightened around her, and Law's fingers dug into her scalp. A deep moan escaped her throat as she melted into their touch. Too exhausted to divide her attention, she gave up and surrendered to their demands. 

Zoro pushed her back, guiding her to lay on the mats, as he loomed over her, crowding her vision. His fingers traced her face, as if mapping her features, then moved down, skimming over her throat. He brushed over her collarbones, the feather-like touch raising goosebumps over her skin. He untied her thin undergarment and shoved it aside, revealing her naked skin to the night air.

Zoro's hands travelled along her skin, brushing over her breasts, the pads of his fingers circled her nipples and trailed down her belly to the curve of her hip. His gaze followed his hand, taking in the sight of her. His hand slid to her thigh, circled under her knee and traced the curve of her calf. He lifted her foot and placed it on his shoulder, meeting her gaze before his tongue darted out, licking a hot stripe on her ankle.

She sucked in a sharp breath and shakily released the air when his tongue travelled up her leg, leaving a wet trail on the inside of her calf, knee, and up her thigh. He brought his hands to her thighs and spread them wide, his gaze fixated between her legs. He took the sight in,  while caressing her thighs, his lips falling slightly open and without a warning his head dipped down. His mouth caressed her, as if performing a kiss, evoking a soft moan from her. Gentle heat spread through her, as pleasure built steadily in her core. Another moan escaped her lips when his tongue flattened against her core and licked up. Her hips buckled, while pleasure shot through her, and he licked her until she was a writing, panting mess. He pinned her hips in place for him to lick into her. His tongue circled her entrance, but never dipped inside, just mercilessly teasing her until all she could think was that hot tongue filling her up and giving her the relief she so desperately craved. Reaching for his head, she tried grabbing his hair to push his face into her core, but a pair of tattooed hands grasped her wrists and pinned them above her head. She whined, as her body arched in need for more friction.

Her eyes found Law's face; his golden gaze was calm and collected, but desire burned hot in the bond. He held her gaze for a moment before trailing down her stretched body to where Zoro was torturing her with his tongue. 

"Take her," the quiet order cut through her panting moans.

"Yes!" she strained against their grip. "Take me, Zoro! Please!"

She almost cried with relief when the swordsman sat back and untied his kimono, letting it fall to the floor, and pool around his hips. 

Her mouth fell open in a silent scream when he sheathed his cock inside her with one swift thrust. Her whole body trembled with simultaneous relief of being filled and the building up pleasure, ready to burst.

She struggled against Law's hold as Zoro grabbed her hips, thrusting fast and deep inside her. It was all she needed. The pressure exploded, and hot pleasure flooded from her core all over her body. Zoro's strained groan filled the air, and his pleasure flooded the bond, drowning her in ecstasy.

The grip on her wrists loosened and she wrapped her arms around her mate. In the bond, they were one, their bodies joined, their breaths mingling as their mouths and tongues connected. He pumped her with his seed, and she wished he could stay inside her forever.

She loved him with all her heart, he was her grumpy swordsman, her mate, a part of her soul.

He pulled back, and she whimpered in protest, chasing after his lips. His palm cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing off moisture under her eye. Tears spilled from her eyes without her even feeling them fall. Warm finger brushed the other side of her face, and she tore her eyes from Zoro's gaze to find Law's golden irises. He was watching her with a soft expression, his face so beautiful that her heart clenched painfully in her chest.

He lowered his head and connected their lips. The kiss was soft and tender, causing more tears to fall from the corners of her eyes. It grew demanding as his tongue slipped between her lips, and she opened her mouth for him, letting him take command.

She felt Zoro's weight withdrawing, and his cock slipping away. She whimpered at the loss, but the feeling of emptiness didn't last long as Law's fingers slipped inside her, pushing Zoro's seed into her. He slowly pumped his fingers inside her until she let out a needy moan. Disconnecting their lips, he withdrew his hand, only to stroke the pads of his fingers along her lips, smearing Zoro's come and her juices over her lips. Before she could lick off, his lips smashed against hers in a hungry kiss, spreading Zoro's taste between them. His hand travelled down her body and smeared more cum over her breasts. His lips followed, and his hot tongue lavished her breasts, licking off every trace of their mate's cum. All while his hand found its way to her opening, and smeared the rest of Zoro's leaking cum all over her outer lips. Her walls clenched, and her breath caught in her throat as a sharp pang of arousal shot through her. She loved when men played with cum. Law's teeth sank into her breast, making her gasp at the sharp pain. A wave of wetness flooded her pussy.

Law positioned himself between her legs, his kimono hanging open, revealing his hard cock. He took himself in his hand and guided himself towards her opening, but instead of entering her, he glided his whole length up and down her pussy, smearing Zoro's cum over both of them. Her pussy clenched in burning need to be filled, but she also wanted him to keep stroking his deliciously slick and hard cock against her wet lips. The dirty thrill shot up her spine and hot desire lodged itself deep in her belly.

"Law," she moaned his name, lifting her gaze to his face. Heavy desire burned in his eyes, but there wasn't any urgency about it. His gaze promised her pure, dirty pleasure.

He reached out, and she grasped his offered hand. He pulled her up, until she was kneeling in front of him. He brought their joined hands to his lips and kissed her knuckles, but when their eyes met, his lips stretched in a small devious smirk. Her insides squeezed at the sight and she stopped breathing. He knew exactly what he was doing to her with that smile.

He let go of her hand and moved back. She wanted to chase after him, but a broad hand gripped her neck and showed her forward. She landed on her hands and knees with a gasp. The hand on her neck grabbed her hair and tugged her head back. She yelped in surprise, but the sound was muffled by Law's cock slipping between her parted lips. The taste of cum, her own juices and Law's precum spread all over her tongue, and she sucked greedily, swallowing every trace of her mates.

"That's it, suck him good," Zoro's rough words penetrated her lust-crazed mind. His chest was plastered against her back, his hand still in her hair, and as he spoke, his face was just a small distance from her mouth and Law's cock. The guttural moan that left her throat reverberated from the walls, and was followed by Zoro's low throaty laugh. The swordsman withdrew, and Law's hand slipped into her hair, gripping it by the root, holding her head still.

She looked up at him, her mouth stuffed with his cock, but his gaze was focused on his other mate. The moment she felt Zoro's cock at her opening, Law's lips stretched in that sinful smirk. His golden gaze met her watering eyes, and they both moved at the same time. Zoro drove his fat cock all the way into her cunt, while Law showed his dick deep into her throat. They didn't give her any time to collect herself; they took her fast and deep. All she could do was to take it and catch a breath in that short moment when Law withdrew his cock before plunging it deep down again. She was ready to come just after a few thrusts, her walls clenching hard on Zoro's thickness, but they held her still in the bond, not letting her come, until she was a whining mess, with her pussy dripping wet and her face covered in tears and saliva.

The moment she felt Law's cum in her mouth, they let go, and the triple orgasm obliterated her. She was stuffed from both sides, stretched to the brim. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't scream. All she could do was surrender to the overflowing pleasure. It was bliss. They were one, drowning together in their shared pleasure, their bodies shaking with the intensity of their collective orgasm. The moment they loosened their hold she fell to the floor, her body weak and her mind empty. She didn't want to move, just soak in the post-orgasm bliss.

She was cradled against a broad chest, and Law's scent enveloped her. She loved his scent, crisp as fresh snow and dark as the moonless night. Her eyelids felt too heavy to open, so she buried her face against Law's neck and breathed him in.

"I love you," she spoke softly against his skin. "I love you both."

Her heart was so full like it never was before in her entire life. The feeling was completely overwhelming to the point she hardly could breathe. Law's ominous laugh brought her down to reality.

"You love us so much, but you want to leave us," his words stunned her, and her body stiffened while her breath sped up. 

"Law..." she managed to choke out through her squeezed throat.

"Shhhh," his hand stroked her back soothingly. "You seem to forget that you are ours. We need to simply remind you who you belong to."

Her eyes grew wide as she felt slick fingers trace her opening, circling the rim of her entrance several times, stretching it. Then the fingers dipped inside her, four at once. She gasped in surprise and arched against Law's firm body.

The fingers pumped inside her, stretching her wide. She let out a strangled moan and gripped Law's bicep for support. They were laying on their sides, and the moment the fingers left her pussy, her leg was yanked up, exposing her dripping centre to the cool air. Law rocked his hips forward, his cock brushing her wet pussy only to be pushed into her a second later. Her breath hitched while she hid her face in the crook of his neck. But she wasn't allowed to hide. A firm grip in her hair made her crane her head back until she met Zoro's gaze.

His predatory grin sent shivers down her spine, straight to her clenching cunt.

"We'll fuck you into oblivion," Zoro promised, a merciless shine in his eye. "It seems to be the only language your stubborn brain understands."

All her thoughts screeched to a stop, and she watched him wide eyed.

Law's low chuckle didn't help at all.

Then Zoro's fingers returned to her pussy, stuffed with Law's cock. One by one, the swordsman slipped his fingers inside her, rocking them to the rhythm of Law’s shallow thrusts. Law was setting the pace until Zoro's fingers lined with his cock, gripping the length, and Zoro took control of Law's dick. Her leg was pushed wider, giving them all the access they needed.

"That's enough," Law almost growled. "Come here."

She knew what was coming, but her breath still hitched when Zoro's girthy cock poked her entrance and slipped in, stretching her impossibly wide.

The pressure was delicious, and her moans bounced from the walls until Zorro was fully seated inside her. The moment they both moved, a scream of raw pleasure escaped her. Zoro silenced her with his demanding mouth, plunging himself deep inside her with both his cock and his tongue.

The pressure, the fricktion, the pleasure was too much. She couldn't stop screaming; it was beyond her control. A hand wrapped itself around her throat and squeezed, silencing her screams. The pressure on her throat, the restricted blood flow to her head, the crazed thrusting of two cocks inside her, it sent her flying. The orgasm that hit her was an out-of-body experience. The pleasure sent her high into the atmosphere, only to let her crash hard. 

Her face was wet with tears while deep sobs shook her whole body. She felt so good, it was too much to process, and her body crashed.

Gentle hands stroked her hair and brushed away her tears. Soft lips left reassuring kisses on her temple and her wet cheeks. A calloused hand stroked her belly and her tights. Then a warm tongue caressed her oversensitive pussy, soothing her quivering core with delicate laps. A full-body shiver shook her, and a deep sob escaped her lips. After that she began to settle with every kiss and stroke. Finally, a broken sigh left her chest and she fell limp into Law's embrace.

"Oh my fucking god," she mumbled. "That was crazy."

She gasped when Zoro's lips closed over her clit and he sucked hard.

"What the fuck Zoro," she hissed. "Give me a break, I just died there for a hot second."

Fingers closed in a firm grip over her jaw and her head was tilted to face Law. That fucking smirk was still on his face. A foreboding feeling crawled through her chest.

"We're not done with you yet," Law's voice was so smooth it raised a quivering pang of arousal that made her whimper. She didn't know if she could keep going. She felt absolutely drained.

Zoro chuckled raspily and sucked mercilessly on her clit. 

"Oh fuck," she didn't know what she felt. She was too spent, but they were on a mission to kill her with orgasms, and she didn't have it in her to deny them. They would be gone soon, she wanted everything they were willing to give her.

Zoro sucked and stroked her clit until she was panting again, heat gathering between her legs once more. Then he licked down her pussy, dipping his tongue inside her, and she realised that he was licking her clean from both his and Law's cum. The thought made her clench all around Zoro's tongue to the point it felt painful. Her breath came out as a rasp. "Zoro," she moaned.

"It turns you on, doesn't it?" Law said against her ear with his sinfully sexy voice. "Him eating our cum, it makes you wild with lust."

"Yes," she confirmed, her eyes transfixed on Zoro.

The swordsman met her gaze and chuckled, sending delicious vibrations up her core. Her pussy clenched, dripping with new arousal, and this time Zoro moaned into her, sucking on her juices that flew out her clenching pussy. It was all still mixed with her mates' cum, and she nearly came, but Law chose that moment to sink his teeth into the juncture of her shoulder and neck. Pain shot through her, and she bucked wildly while more wetness flooded her core.

"Enough," Law ordered, and Zoro pulled back.

A broken whine escaped her lips, leaving her an absolute mess.

She watched as Zoro stood up and stepped towards the bed.

"Come on," Law loosened his hold and stood up, his kimono was a mess, sliding from his shoulders and hanging around his elbows, falling in cascades down his waist, making him look like a debauched sin.

Law let it drop to the floor while he stepped towards the futon. "Come, Rage, we're not finished yet."

She wanted to move, but her limbs felt too heavy, and with a failed effort to sit up, she slid to the floor with a groan.

"I think you broke me," she whined into the floor.

A pair of hands slipped under her arms, effortlessly hauling her upright. 

It was equally as hot as embarrassing. "Seriously, Law?"

He just smirked and threw her over his shoulder.

"I'm going to strangle you for this," she bristled.

He carried her to the bed, kneeled on the futon, then dropped her right into Zoro waiting arms.

"For fucks sake," she gritted through clenched teeth. She threw her hands out to soften the fall, but Zoro caught her firmly with his shark-like grin. She was pissed by the manhandling but the effortless display of their strength was fucking hot.

Zoro manoeuvred her over his cock and sank her down, filling her overstimulated pussy.

"You're so loose and wet," Zoro smiled sharply, thrusting up into her while holding her in place to prevent her from collapsing entirely on him. "I can hardly feel anything when I'm inside you."

 "Well, guess your dick's just too small," she shot back.

Zoro grin widened and he thrust up sharply, bringing her hips down at the same time. He hit that spot deep inside her that, for a short moment, blacked out her vision. He repeated that again and again until she was a mewling mess in his grip.

"Where's that smart mouth now?" Zoro laughed with a predatory smirk. "You seem to enjoy yourself while I still can't feel anything in that fucked out pussy of yours."

"Let me fix that," she heard Law's smug words before two slick fingers slipped into her ass.

The strangled moan that escaped her made both men chuckle. She was going to kill them.

Law didn't give her any time to gather herself; after just a few strokes he slipped a third finger inside her. The stretch balanced on the verge of pleasure and pain, and her breath sped up, while her blood pumped faster. Law's fingers retreated before she was pushed forward into Zoro's muscled chest, her face smashing between his gorgeous titties.

She giggled stupidly, reaching up to squeeze his pecs together, burying her face between them.

"The fuck you think you're doing?" Zoro sounded indignant.

"You've got bigger boobs than me, gotta appreciate a pair of fine tiddies," she flashed him a cheeky smile, which was met with a glare.

A loud slap echoed in the room, and sharp pain spread all over her buttock.

"I think we fucked her stupid," Law commented with an amused tone. "Take a deep breath, Rage."

She felt the tip of his cock nudging her barely touched ass.

"Are you serious, Law?" she sputtered, twisting her head to glare at the surgeon. "I'm not pre-"

She was shoved again against Zoro's chest. Two fingers were shoved into her pussy along Zoro's dick, and a thumb slipped into her lubed ass. She gasped when Law moved his hand, pressing his thumb down to stretch her ass.

"You've forgotten your place, for a moment there," his voice was filled with a warning. "You're going to take it all."

A heavy hand landed on her bottom with a loud slap. The pain shot through her muscles, and a heavy arousal uncoiled in her core. Realisation hit her with another slap when Zoro grabbed her wrists and folded her arms behind her back.

"I was going to slowly,' slap, "gently,” slap, "tease you open with the tip of my cock. You would've been a moaning mess underneath me," slap. "But you doubted we could take care of you properly, didn't you?" Slap. "I guess you wouldn't understand until you're reduced to a moaning, obedient mess." Slap.

Her ass was on fire. Zoro was holding her still while his cock twitched inside her after every slap, and Law's fingers were still inside her, stretching her out.

"I'm sorry," she sobbed into Zoro's chest. "Take me, please, take me raw, I need the burn, the pain."

"No."

Slap.

The fingers were gone.

Zoro's breath hitched at the same moment she felt Law's tongue on her stuffed pussy. The fingers were back, circling her entrance along with Law's tongue. The motion was slow and teasing, until the fingers slipped lower. She couldn’t feel them anymore, but Zoro's breath hitched, and he threw his head back. Law's lips  focused on Zoro's cock, just barely touching her pussy.

She watched Zoro, transfixed. She was sure Law was fingering the swordsman, while sucking on his cock, which was still stuffed into her.

"Oh my god," she whispered. She couldn't take her eyes off the swordsman. 

The pillow underneath his head suddenly vanished causing his head to hit the futon. 

"Pull her up," Law instructed, and her hips were hauled higher. Zoro's dick almost slipped out of her pussy. "Move your ass up." Zoro's hips slammed into her, showing his cock deep inside her. The swordsman relaxed but his hips stayed in the same position as if propped on something. She swallowed heavily, when she heard a familiar crinkling sound of a condom being opened.

Zoro's gaze travelled over her shoulder, and he nodded once before throwing his head back with a guttural groan. She was then hauled from Zoro's chest into a sitting position, her back hitting Law's chest. One of his hands wrapped around her jaw, while the other held her waist firmly in place.

"Look at him. See how good he takes my cock?" Law all but growled into her ear.

Her mind was reeling, while her pussy clenched around Zoro's furiously twitching cock.

Law's hips retreated before snapping forward with a loud slap. Zoro's hands fisted the sheets.

"Zoro," Law barked with a sharp thrust. "Hands above your head, and keep them there."

With another sharp thrust, he stopped abruptly until Zoro grabbed the edge of the futon just above his head. His chest arched in a delicious display of muscle while his hard nipples shot into the air. She craved to close her mouth around those tempting nipples, suck on them until Zoro writhed underneath her in an overstimulated agony. But she couldn't move, couldn't touch the swordsman because Law was holding them both in place. Physically, he restrained her, and Zoro willingly surrendered to the invisible restraints of Law's will.

Then Law started fucking Zoro in earnest and her mouth went dry.

She watched Zoro straining underneath her, trying to buck inside her, only to groan loudly when Law thrust harder. She couldn’t move, held firmly in place while only Law's hips slapped tirelessly against her ass, driving his cock into their mate. She only could imagine how Law's ass looked while moving incessantly back and forth. If she could watch them both, she was sure she would come untouched. But she could only watch Zoro's straining body, feel Law's breath against her ear while listening to the slew of filthy words that came out of the surgeon's mouth.

"It could've been you," Law rasped. "But he has to pick up your slack. He just wanted our cocks stuffed into both your holes. He would've felt my cock moving in your ass, fucking you both. And look at him now. He gets my dick all to himself. Look how he loves getting his ass pounded." Law picked the pace, thrusting faster. Her pussy clenched around Zoro's cock. "Will you come for me, Zoro? You'll be good for me, won't you?"

"Oh, fuck," came Zoro's strangled response, before he lost it. His cock twitched and pumped hot cum into her waiting pussy.

"Yes, that's what I wanted to see." Law gloated and released her.

She immediately went to Zoro, catching his lips in a needy, apologetic kiss. He groaned into the kiss but slipped his hand into her hair and kissed her languidly, savouring his afterglow. His cock slowly softened in her pussy, and she felt his cum seeping out of her.

"Mmmm..." Zoro hummed, pulling her back by the hair. He caught her gaze, and smiled a lazy, content smile. "That felt great. It would've been even better if Law would've cum inside me. I love the feeling when it flows out."

Tears stung her eyes as a broken moan left her lips.

"Do you want it?" Zoro asked, holding her gaze with a satisfied smirk. "Do you want him to fill your ass with cum?"

"Yes! I want it!" she replied instantly, desperation lacing her words.

"Maybe he should fuck you with a rubber. When he wrecks you, I'll suck him off, and let him come down my throat," Zoro's smile grew feral.

"No! Please! I want everything! Everything you have to give, I want it all, please," she pleaded, her voice breaking into a moan.

"Will you be a good girl for us?" Zoro asked, brushing her hair from her face.

She nodded fiercely, swallowing a sob. "Yes, I'll be good for you."

Zoro's gaze left her face. "What do you think, Law?"

"I think I need a bit more convincing," Law's amused tone filled the room. "Come here, Rage."

Zoro released her so she could crawl off him, groaning when his cock slipped from her pussy. She turned to Law who was kneeling on the futon, fisting his bare, hard cock. She crawled to him on her hands and knees, tilting her head to take his cock in her mouth.

"That's a good girl," Law praised. "Now, take me all the way to the base and stick your ass out."

She did as she was told, pushing her ass up, and relaxing her throat to take in Law's cock until her nose buried in his pubic hair. She swallowed, her throat flexing around his long cock. He hummed in appreciation, and put his hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair gently. When she wanted to move her head back to take a breath, he held her down until she choked. Only then he released her. Her throat burned, tears streamed from her eyes but she moved to take him again. She wanted to choke on his cock again. They continued until her face was a mess and she was panting heavily. She didn’t want to stop, but Law held her in place. He slipped the tip of his cock between her lips, ordering her to suck and lick it. And she did, as if her life depended on it.

A wet tongue liked her ass, and her breath hitched in surprise. Wide hands grabbed her ass and held her in place while Zoro ate her out.

"Hurry up," Law ordered the swordsman. "I think she deserves a reward for her effort."

Zoro's hot tongue was replaced with two of his lubed fingers. They slipped easily into her and just after a few thrusts she wanted to ask for more, but Law held his cock in her mouth, preventing her from speaking. She moaned like a wanton whore, desperately needing more.

Finally Zoro added another finger, which her ass swallowed greedily, and soon she wanted more, all four fingers or his whole fist, or his cock. All, she wanted it all. Zoro laughed and removed his fingers. He lined up his cock and only pushed inside when she exhaled.

When he was all in she moaned with relief. The stretch was delicious, pleasure exploded inside her, intensifying with every thrust. She gripped the sheets and pushed back, meeting Zoro’s every thrust, chasing her orgasm. She was right about to reach her climax when the cock was pulled out of her and she was hauled up to a kneeling position. 

Law was crowding her with that unbearing smirk. He gripped her waist and another set of hands held her hips. They manoeuvred her until she was straddling Zoro's hips, sinking on his cock while facing Law.

Her walls clenched in anticipation. She wanted Law inside her, she craved for his cock to fill her pussy. The moment Law urged her to lean back, she obeyed him eagerly. Her back was pressed flush against Zoro's chest, her ear next to the swordsman's mouth.

"Tell him how much you want him," Zoro's lips brushed her earlobe when he spoke.

"Please, Law, I want you to fill me up," the words left her mouth without thinking. "I want you inside me so much."

The surgeon kneeled between Zoro's spread legs and leaned over her, the smirk still lingering on his face, but a mischievous glint in his eyes made her breath catch.

She couldn't look away from his piercing gaze. Her eyes grew huge when his cock prodded her ass. A moan unwillingly escaped her mouth.

"Yes, yes," she gasped. "Yes, fill me up."

Law's smirk grew teasing, while he barely slipped his cock into her ass. Her breath caught in her chest and Law withdrew.

"You have to breathe, or I won't do what you asked for," he teased her, but to her it sounded like a threat.

"No, please don't stop, I'll be good," she pleaded, while Zoro chuckled into her ear.

Law's cock slid back into her ass, right next to Zoro's, but only just. The moment he was inside, he pulled out and then was sliding back in just a sliver further than the last time. It was agony. His movement was so slow and gentle, he barely made any progress. She wanted him to go deeper, to fill her up completely, to claim her every way possible.

She bucked her hips trying to push him deeper.

Sharp pain pierced through her, when his open palm slapped her clit. She cried out in surprise while hot, throbbing pain splashed all over the front of her pussy.

Heavy desire uncoiled in her belly, while all her focus spiralled to that one point of throbbing pain. "More," she begged hoarsely.

Her eyes locked with Law's, pleading with her whole body for him to continue. She wanted this so much; she needed him to punish her. She craved for her mind to go to that place where she couldn't think, just exist and feel.

Another slap landed on her clit and pain burst through her. The golden gaze bore into her savouring the sight before another slap came. She should have counted every slap, but she lost her focus when Zoro started moving, shoving his cock deep inside her ass. The slaps came one after the other without mercy. Then another cock pushed into her, and her mind stopped working. The slaps stopped, two cocks moved inside her while a hand was wrapped around her throat, restricting the blood flow and she was floating. Slaps landed on her breasts. Pain mixed with ecstasy. There was nowhere to run and she didn't want to. She surrendered to the onslaught of sensations, letting it all flow through her. Letting it all be done to her, while she could just exist, no thoughts, no worries, no plans, just pain and pleasure building inside her until the world exploded and sent her flying. She floated in the pleasure shared with two others. 

When she finally drifted back to her body she felt pleasantly numb, nothing mattered, while she laid on a soft futon with her mates surrounding her.

They didn't let her go for several days. Time seemed to blur between mind-numbing, filthy sex, eating, bathing, and collapsing from exhaustion. This was their goodbye, and she savoured every moment of it. The things they did to her were absolutely dirty. It wasn't anything she hasn't done before with other people, but it felt different and better with her mates.

"So have you decided to sail together?" she asked, lazily stroking Zoro's hair while laying half on top of Law.

"No," came Law's short response.

She furrowed her brows. "But you told me you'd be fucking me until I decided to go with you."

"Will you?" he asked.

"No," she replied quietly.

There was no stir in the bonds, no reaction to her words.

"I don't want to spend another minute with Straw Hat-ya," Law admitted after a while. "I'm done with his type of crazy."

She let out a small laugh while Zoro huffed in irritation.

"Don't badmouth my captain," the swordsman protested, though without any heat in his voice.

They settled into a comfortable silence, lazily enjoying the sated heaviness in their bodies.

"I think you should go together," Rage said, nuzzling into Law's neck. "Kid should sail with you, too."

"What are you talking about?" Law's voice was flat.

"Don't get cocky just because you took down Big Mom and Kaido. It was a group effort; you wouldn't have succeeded if you were on your own."

"Kaido and Big Mom are dead. The balance of power in the New World changed in our favour," Zoro grumbled, laying motionless with his head on Law's abs.

"There are exactly three routes you can take to sail away from Wano, and all your enemies know that too. They know you'll be sailing for Laugh Tale, so they can plan an ambush or just attack you in the open."

"Who would do that?"

"The World Government," she paused for a moment, unsure of how the information would land. "Shanks.”

Zoro snorted. "Out of everyone who would want to take us down, I think Shanks is the least of our worries."

"Why? Just because he gave Luffy the hat?" Zoro just shrugged at her words. "Luffy was an inconvenience to Shanks from the moment he ate the devil fruit."

Her words seemed to bother Zoro enough for him to turn his head to look at her.

"Shanks stole the devil fruit from the World Government. Now that I think about it, he must have known that the fruit was something very special. Maybe he even planned to eat it himself to become Joy Boy. He knew that only Joy Boy could claim One Piece. Now he knows that Luffy is the key. All he needs is to meet Luffy on Laugh Tale and take One Piece for himself."

Zoro's intense gaze was focused on her, but he didn't say anything. He briefly locked eyes with Law and then a predatory smirk stretched his lips.

"I think you had enough rest if you have the energy to worry so much."

Their time together passed in a lustful haze and they couldn't get enough of each other.

But it all came to an end with a knock on the frame of the paper door.

"Captain," came Penguin's voice. "The Straw Hats and the Kid Pirates are preparing for departure."

"Zoro," Usopp sounded like he would like to be anywhere else then standing on the other side of the door to their room. "Luffy said it's time to go."

The swordsman grunted in confirmation.

"Give me a minute," Law replied, reaching for his kimono that was discarded on the floor for several days.

"We'll wait for you outside," Penguin announced.

"Rage," Usopp sounded unsure. "Will you come to the dock to say goodbye?"

"Sorry," she replied, her mouth going suddenly dry. "I don't do goodb-"

"She'll be there," Law cut her off while his golden gaze pinned her in place. "Don't even think you'll just turn on your heel and hide somewhere instead of seeing us off."

Her stomach dropped, and she felt a lump forming in her throat as she got choked up.

"I want to see you standing on that dock when I'll be sailing away," Law's voice was firm, and so was his side of the bond.

She couldn't refuse him, even if the sight of him leaving, them both leaving, would break her heart.

She weakly nodded, then got dressed and followed them to the dock.

She noticed Rita following them, then she spotted Maya waving at her as she headed towards the dock. To her surprise, all the Raging Witches were already there, some of them mingling with the pirates and saying their goodbyes.

She saw Mira sitting on a barrel, glaring daggers at Luffy. She figured Mira was pissed at him for not keeping the promise he made to her. It was an unreal request anyway.  Even if Mira was willing to forgive him, Rage would never forget what he did. She wouldn't trust him ever again. Even if he managed to defeat Kaido in the end, Luffy proved to be a reckless fool. He would never change and she didn't want to be weighed down by him. She only hoped Zoro would survive the journey with his captain.

She caught Zoro's hand and leaned their foreheads together.

"I hope you'll make your dream come true," she said softly.

His hand grabbed the back of her head.

"I will," he replied. "And so will you."

She barely held back her tears. She nodded silently, not trusting her voice.

He let her go and reached for Law, kissing the surgeon fiercely. "See you on Laugh Tale."

"I'll be there first," Law replied with a cocky smirk.

Zoro laughed and without another word turned towards his ship and walked away.

She almost ran after the swordsman if Law didn't turn her to face him.

His gaze was so gentle her heart clenched. Swallowing her tears, she hugged him tightly with her arms wrapped around his neck.

"I love you," she choked out.

"I love you too," Law replied, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her from the ground. "Don't overuse your devil fruit, ok? I want to spend my whole life with you."

Again, all she could do was nod.

Law put her down, and she let him go. He caressed her cheek, gazing deep into her eyes before he turned around and walked towards his ship.

She was left alone, her heart silently breaking apart.

Slim fingers twined with hers, and she glanced to her side. Mira was standing by her side, understanding painted in her brown eyes.

"You good?" Reid asked as she wrapped her arm around Rage's shoulder.

"No," she replied, her eyes watering.

"They're an awfully loud bunch," Veronica stood beside Reid and nodded towards Straw Hats. They were gathered by the broadside, waving at her. Usopp, Sanji, Chopper and Franky were shouting their goodbyes, while Robin smiled a bit sadly. Nami and Luffy were nowhere in sight until Momonosuke showed up. The shogun was offended that everyone was leaving without saying a word, then he was crying, and Rage didn't bother to follow his conversation with Luffy. She switched her gaze between Law and Zoro, battling herself to stay in place. She didn't want them to go! They were her mates.

Mira squeezed her hand in support when the ships pushed from the dock. Tears were streaming down her face while she willed herself to stand still.

The ships moved towards the waterfall instead of heading towards the safe pass down the mountain, and she held her breath when all three ships dropped from the edge. It was a dangerous drop! Why did they do that?!

"Rage!!!!" Luffy was in the air, gear fourth activated. His arms extended, catching the edge of the dock. "I challenge you for leadership of the Raging Witches!"

He slammed into the dock, showering her with a barrage of haki-reinforced punches.

She caught a fist to the sternum and it sent her flying.

Shit! He wasn't pulling his punches!

She rolled on the ground, evading another lightning-fast punch.

“Fuck!” she cursed under her breath. The punch left a hole in the ground.

Reinforcing her arms and legs with haki, she barely managed to block another punch and a kick. He was too fast for her to do anything more than blocking and she struggled to keep up. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Desperate curses streamed through her mind.

She grabbed handfuls of dirt when she made a flip to gain some distance and she threw it into his eyes.

She was not loosing her team to fucking Luffy.

She focused on the devil fruit while he was shaking the dirt from his eyes.

"If I win, your crew is mine," she shouted, focusing on the awakened technique. It was risky, but she knew it might be worth it.

The ground beneath her feet started to roll and shift, disturbing her focus.

Then a manicked laugh caught her attention. Luffy's hair was white.

"You're mine," were the last words she heard before the world erupted in pain and faded away.

#one piece #roronoa zoro #trafalgar law #one piece fanfic #smut #zoro x law #straw hat luffy #lawzoro #law x reader #luffy #one piece zoro #one piece smut #zoro x reader #trafalgar d water law #law x y/n #law x oc #law x you #pirates

[usopp-writes]

May I please request a drabble or hc with Denjiro, where reader is admiring him from afar, never daring to actually hope he'll ever acknowledge them? Or just something sweet and fluff with him, since he so deserve some sweetness in his life, after what he'd been through for 20 years.

Thank you.

Rookie of the sea

Yes, he so deserve love and someone doting on him. While I haven't written for Denjiro before, I do want to write this and I hope I'll do him justice. Thank you for requesting this, dear Rookie. May this satisfy you.

Enjoy <3

Denjiro x GN reader SFW Word count: 1,540

Wano was free of the reign of Kaido and Orochi. You couldn’t believe it. More than twenty years in hell, where the people – your family and friends – had suffered and lost so much, was now over and done with. You could breathe again, though the island was still chaotic. The news about the defeat of the Yonko and that slimy bastard – as you called Orochi – spread like wildfire. Apparently there had been a raid at Onigashima during the festival; led by the Red Scabbards – you had thought they were all gone – pirates, samurais and other allies. The raid had been a success, it seemed, but you wondered what this would mean for the future of Wano. Would it truly be free?

Sighing, you wandered through the streets of the capital, your feet leading you to the house of Kyoshiro where you had worked up until now. He wasn’t there, you hadn’t even seen him at the festival and you wondered if it was his way of grieving from the loss of Komurasaki. You didn’t know the circumstances of her death, but she had been under his protection, you’d been slightly jealous of their relationship. Of course he would still be grieving, but maybe he’d been invited to the festivities on Onigashima too?

If that was the case, you should probably make your way to the island that now lay upon land. You didn’t understand how, but that wasn’t the questions that drove you. No, you had come to realize that you didn’t just admire Kyoshiro, you loved him. With all your heart and now that he was gone without a trace, you felt like the chance to confess had passed. Maybe he was dead, killed in the raid? If so, would you be able to find his body and at least give him a proper burial? Would the victors of this raid even allow you that? After all, you’d been a loyal servant to Kyoshiro for years, always doing his biding, no matter how odd they were.

You kept going, leaving the capital, alongside so many others, who had raided the farms that had been under Kaido’s control. You assumed they were going to bring the victorious people food after a long and most likely tiresome fight and battle. It must had been one hell of a fight, considering the island was here and looked like it’d been through a lot or maybe it had always looked like this? You actually didn’t know, but well, it didn’t matter. Your goal was to find Kyoshiro.

Standing in front of the island, you wondered how you were supposed to get onto it. Even the people from the town looked puzzled to as how they were going to bring the food to those who had fought so hard, while they’d partied. Somehow your silent question was answered and you got the means to get onto the island. You didn’t spare one moment and rushed up, afraid the opportunity would vanish again or your resolve was fading back to nothingness.

You quickly found out that everyone was gathered at one place. Carefully walking around – you didn’t want people to notice you and think you were here to use this opportunity to get riches for Kyoshiro – you searched for any indication that your boss and love was here or had been there.

The aftermath of the fight left you astounded, though. How could anyone survive all this? So much destruction and you’d noticed that some of the wounds were pretty bad. Not that you had medical knowledge, but even a blind man could see that some wounds were almost deadly. If it had been you or anyone else, then you might have been dead already, but this had been a battle with some of the strongest people that lived in Wano and then pirates from the outside, who all had been tough enough to survive the harsh sea. You’d heard from Kyoshiro how rough the sea was and one wrong move or decision would cost your life and the life of those sailing with you.

Suddenly long blue hair caught your eyes; the same color of your love, though the hairstyle was definitely different. However, the height and his eyes were the same. Was this man Kyoshiro in disguise? And was that Komurasaki at his side? But she was dead. Had you all died and was this the afterlife then? What was going on?

You stood there, gaping at the two, unable to move, unable to progress the scene in front of you. Vaguely you noticed other yakuza bosses, but your attention was fully on the man with the blue hair and the beautiful woman at his side. Your heart raced, so many emotions rushed over you. Not only the dawning fact that Komuraski had somehow survived, but the raid had succeeded. Kaido and Orochi was no more in control of Wano.

Not registering that the blue-haired man moved, his speed surprising you, when he was suddenly in front of you. He towered you easily and you looked up at him. Even if this wasn’t Kyoshiro, this man was handsome too, taking your breath away for a brief moment.

“You’re here, y/n.”

Blinking, you tilted your head in confusion. “I know you?”

He chuckled and knelt down, gently placing his hand on your cheek, making you blush at the touch. “Forgive me, because I have ignored you all these years. I don’t deserve your admiration nor do I deserve your love, because I have deceived you. I’m Denjiro, one of the nine Scabbards, who hid behind the name Kyoshiro in hopes that this day would come.”

You took in a sharp breath, shock written in your face. Kyoshiro was Denjiro? You’d always admired the Red Scabbards, praying to them for a better tomorrow each night. They were the hope you had clung to in these rough times, the hope Toki planted with her prophesy lied within them and now one of them was here, in front of you?

“…”

You opened your mouth to speak, but didn’t know what to say at first. Instead you placed your hand on his, as his words fully settled in your mind. He knew. He knew what you felt for him. You were not just a minor servant of his, as you’d believed. He’d noticed you, noticed the unspoken words in your eyes and subtle actions. You didn’t know he was this observant.

Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, you placed your own hand on his cheek. “You did what you had to do, so this day would come. In your eyes lies the truth. I saw struggle and sadness in your eyes and I wanted to be the one to take that away from you, but it seemed that nothing I could ever had done would have been able to do so. There’s nothing to forgive. You gave me and Wano what our heart desired. Freedom. I also know what you did at night.”

He smiled, relief flushing through him, as you didn’t seem to hate him or be angry at him. Yes, he’d done what was necessary to survive and protect those he held dear, you being one of them. For years he’d felt and seen your admiration and love towards him grown, each year slowly killing him more, as he also felt the same towards you, but he was lying to you. Lying to the country, to the people that suffered so much, but he’d tried to give back. And you knew. He was so happy you had known and still been at his side. You and Hiyori had been his suns, the ones that kept him going.

Taking your hand in his, he kissed it gently. “Allow me to make up for the time we could have together. If you still want to, I would love for you to stay at my side, helping me, the Red Scabbards and the two children of Oden, Kozuki Momonosuke and Kozuki Hiyori to rebuild our country.” He gestured to the young and beautiful woman that had come to stand next to him, when he said Hiyori.

“Y/n, you have been so loyal to us. I am forever grateful for all you’ve done. Please accept my apology for deceiving you too, as I lived under the name Komurasaki.”

You bowed respectfully to the woman. “Princess, you have nothing to apologize for. If anyone else had known your true identity you would have not been staying here today. I am so grateful and happy that you survived and endured so much for us. Accept my heart and my soul, as I will help you rebuild your country. At the side of Denjiro.” You eyed the man, your face flustered and heart racing. Saying his name had been weird, but also so right.

Smiling, Denjiro raised himself again, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Come; let’s start right here and now, by helping the wounded.”

With a flutter in your heart, you nodded and followed them into the place of chaos. Today was the happiest day in your life. The day you and your country got freedom and where your heart found the love you’d yearned for in years.

#denjiro x gn reader #self insert x canon #one piece x reader #denjiro x yn #one piece #sfw #gender neutral reader #rookie of the sea (anon)

[littlesniggy]

Hi!! I've always wanted to request something from you!! I can't believe I almost missed it 😱 I'd like to request a scenario for Denjiro with a gf whose love language is physical touch. When in public, she's always doing little things like holding his pinky, or the hem of his sleeve, or scooting closer to him when it's crowded. Of course she goes full-on clingy when she's alone with him hehehe

I've been in love with this guy ever since he appeared on screen, it's so unfair 🤧💗

Hey @lazybutsmexy ! Thank you so much for requesting! I always feel like I'm not good at conveying feelings in fluffy scenarios but I hope you still like it! Also, I always have difficulties imagining people liking an overly clingy partner, but that's just me since I personally would find it annoying. But! I think Denjiro would find it charming in a way if it's not the 'annoying' type who would demand his attention 24/7. Hope you understand what I mean 🙈😅. Anyway, please enjoy!!

Warnings: none

Pairing: Denjiro x female reader

Word count: 900

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Usually, people were making room for him when he was walking through the streets of Hana no Miyako and he was at the point where he was expecting them to move aside but given what night of the year it was he could see past it. What bothered him, however, was how uncomfortable it seemed to make you; all those people shoving past each other, sweaty skin gliding against his, leaving a disgusting feeling and people generally having no room to walk freely.

Everyone was on their way to see the fireworks at the harbor and even though he knew how much you hated crowded places he also knew how much you enjoyed fireworks. He tried to convince you to watch them from his mansion but you had insisted to go all the way to the harbor, to see it from up close.

He smiled when he felt you inch closer to him, you small body trying to evade a man who was loudly laughing with his friends, a bottle of sake in his hand. Your hand, so tiny in comparison to his, was holding onto his ring finger; it felt so loose but every time you two were about to get separated you held on tightly. He was always surprised how well you’ve mastered the art of holding on.

“You know, I like it when you hold my finger like this but you’re really stupid for wanting to come here in the first place.” He chuckled into your ear, his words only for you to hear. Your face heated up a tiny bit, a small smile crossing your lips, liking how he somewhat shielded you from the people around you.

“It’s a small price to pay for a view like the one from the harbor.” You replied. He brushed a stray strand of hair out of your face before straightening his back again, walking a little bit in front of you to open up a path for you to walk.

When you arrived at the harbor, you two found a secluded place; it was your special place not everyone knew about. It was the place he took you on your third date where he asked you to be his girlfriend.

He helped you get up on the hill; it wasn’t visible from below, trees blocking the sight but once you were on top you had the perfect view over the bay. You simply loved it.

Denjiro laid down a huge blanked for the two of you to sit on, putting down the basket with a few snacks and good sake inside; he was always so well-prepared, you loved it. Sometimes, it made you feel like you were useless in this relationship but you knew this was far from the truth. Just how much always wanting to be close to him was your love language was his to be thoughtful and attentive.

“Here, I help you, darling.” He held out his hand for your to take in order to take a seat on the ground, the flowery yukata restricting your movements a little. You took him on his offer, being able to eventually sit comfortably on your butt. Denjiro took a seat slightly behind you, prepared for you to lean against him if you so desired. Gladly, you took him on on this offer as well, leaning your back against the right side of his body, your head resting against his shoulder.

“Would you like something to eat?” you asked him, looking up at him from under your lashes. “Thank you, darling, but maybe later.” He answered, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head. As a response, you held out your hand for him to put his hand in. When you felt his rough palms against yours, you couldn’t help but shiver. You loved how his hands felt; it showed you how much he worked, how much he practiced, how much he was dedicated to Oden-sama.

You played with his hand, tracing the callous with your thumb, following your own thoughts. You moved your head to his chest, making him lean back a little for you to sit more comfortably. His heart beat underneath your ear, a steady and soothing rhythm. Every time you were feeling anxious or nervous you asked him to either hold you against his body or let you lay on top of him, head resting on his chest and simply listening to his heartbeat.

Your train of thoughts was interrupted when a big bang echoed through the night. You looked up, grabbing his hand a little tighter and holding it up against your chest, now clutching it with both of your hands. Your eyes brightened up even more once more and more bright colors started flashing over the dark sky.

Denjiro watched you while you were watching the fireworks, studying your excited features with delight. He let his thumb circle over the back of your hand, his gaze lifting to watcha the fireworks as well. When you inched a little closer to him, resting your head against his shoulder once again, feeling how he rested his chin on the top of your head in return.

You sighed contently, enjoying the moment, just the two of you on top of this hill, watching the fireworks lighten up the night.

“One more year, then Kaido’s and Orochi’s reign will finally come to an end.” You whispered, almost not audible but he heard you loud and clear.

“And once we won, I will marry you.” He replied, already looking forward to the day he would take your hand in marriage.

#one piece #op #op imagine #denjiro #op denjiro #Denjiro x reader #female reader #Denjiro x female reader #Denjiro x you #op x reader #fluff #Denjiro fluff #one piece fluff #op fluff #kozuki oden #yonkou kaido #op kaido #kurozumi orochi

[library-of-ohara]

anon asked: So many writers gathered at one place for a short time? That is so cool 😎 😎 😎 I hope you're having fun with this. I've enjoyed the few stories so far and I can't wait to see more. Which leads me to my request. May I pls ask for how Kiku, Denjiro and Yamato would react when they are traveling with their friend and at the hotel they find out it's not a room with two beds, but a queen size bed and there aren't any other rooms aviable? Thank you 😘 💖 Oh and here are some cookies for all of you 🍪 🍪 🍪

a/n: written by Lale (@childofblackmaria) <3 i loved this request because i'm down so bad for all three of them and also because all three of them are so TALL (Yamato being the smallest with a height of 263 cm) and imagining them trying to squeeze into a regual queen size bed... i giggled. guess queen size beds in the OP world are a big bigger, at least that's what i imagined while writing. thank you for the fun request and i hope you enjoy reading!

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🤍 there was only one bed w/ Kiku, Denjiro & Yamato + gn!reader

Kiku

Kiku and you actually don’t mind the bed situation, but almost get into a fight because both of you insist that the other one takes the bed

you give in when she draws her sword (no questions were asked why she is bringing her sword on a regular road trip, you just roll with it) and threatens you to take the damn bed

her smile is sweet but her eyes definitely say murder

you flop down on the bed and pat next to you, inviting her to join you

“see? there’s actually plenty of space for both of us. the blanket seems rather small though, so if you don’t mind some cuddling at night…”

she doesn’t, moreover, she initiates it

at first you freeze when she wraps her arms around you from behind, spooning you, then you let yourself sink deeper into her hug, enjoying the comfort of her warmth

you can’t fully relax though because whenever you close your eyes, you see the face of her brother, threatening you with a gun because how dare you touch his perfect little sister

your therapist will definitely hear about this

but for now you’re happy, turning around so you can look into her beautiful eyes in the dim bedroom light

you cup her face, your thumb brushing the soft skin of her cheeks as she smiles, a smile so pretty it feels like a stake straight through your heart

wow, you really are in love huh? why else would there be so many butterflies all of sudden? why does being in her arms feel the safest you have been?

the two of you have some soft and sweet pillow talk, too giggly to fall asleep, spilling secrets in the dark

only when you run out of words, you both scoot closer and closer, subtle but enough so your lips can find each other, sweet kisses fluttering all over your face, whispered confessions in your open mouth until the morning comes and you walk hand in hand out of that fateful hotel room

Denjiro

“oh well. you can have the bed, i don’t sleep that much during the night anyway.”

which is in fact, true. he naps often and everywhere because he’s usually up all night, robbing the rich and causing arson

tonight is no exception, just a little different from his usual shenanigans

Denjiro would probably bargain with the owners of the hotel first to get you both a big discount on the room since it’s not what you booked

you can hear him going full “i want to speak the manager” on the poor staff downstairs

he’ll come back in the room with a big grin and a bag full of cold hard cash, his fox eyes looking feisty

“let’s party”

he encourages you to go wild on the room service, ordering everything your heart desires as long as you get him some sake too

you still end up in the same bed together, watching reality tv shows all night while feeding each other the most delicious stuff the room service carried in on a dozen silver tablets

cuddled up against him, you can’t help but think that maybe sharing a bed with him isn’t that bad…?

and judging from the way he holds you close, dozing off every now and then, Denjiro seems to be comfortable too

you snuggle closer against him when he pulls you into his lap, your head resting against his broad chest, his arms wrapped around you

“want to order some dessert, too?”

his voice is close to your ear, sending warm shivers down your spine

you tilt your head back to look him in the eyes, returning the wide smile as you reach for his long blue hair that’s falling over his shoulders

“i think there’s something sweet in the room already that i want to taste…”

yes you kiss <3

Yamato

you both stand in front of the queen sized bed, hands on the hips as you both shrug at each other

you’re friends, right? no big deal sharing the same bed, friends do that all the time

still, you can’t deny that your heart is skipping a few beats by the thought of it

Yamato initiates a pillow fight when he notices the slight tension and accidentally knocks you out when a pillow hits you directly in the face

quickly grabs your soul leaving your body and stuffs it right back in

when you regain your consciousness again, Yamato is leaning over you, carefully dabbing your face with a cold towel, his worried face brightening up when he sees your eyes fluttering open again

he apologizes a thousand times on his knees (poor boy sometimes forgets how strong he is) and begs for forgiveness

he even offers to sleep in the bathtub tonight to make up for it, so you can enjoy the bed all for yourself

you can’t help but giggle from the thought of Yamato trying to fit all his long limbs into the tiny tub and you can see the relief on his face when he realizes that you’re not mad at him

“i accept your apology. to make up for it, you could let me lay in your lap and run your fingers through my hair…?”

guess three seconds of feeling brave really pay off because Yamato is so fast to jump into bed with you, building a tiny fort of pillows around you both before he pats into his lap, gesturing you to lay down

if you could purr, you would right now because Yamato’s fingers make you feel things

you’re chatting about all the things you want to do on your vacation but you can’t fully concentrate on the conversation because your heart is drumming so loud in your chest, you fear it might just jump out

only when you suggest to switch positions so you can pet Yamato too, your faces are coming awfully close to each other, your hands touching, and just like that the last remaining inch between your lips is gone as you sink into a deep kiss that takes your breath away

every time people ask how you two got together, the story will start with a “and there was only one bed”

#Kikunojo #Denjiro #Yamato #one piece x reader #kikunojo x reader #denjiro x reader #yamato x reader #one piece reader insert #one piece fluff #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #one piece x you #childofblackmaria

[imaeraser]

Can I request platonic Akazaya nine headcannons

(Takes place before 20-year time jump)

Kin’emon

He’s goofy

He isn’t even trying, it’s just that he’s a little slow on the uptake

And by that, I mean very

You can be making a joke, and he’ll take it seriously. Then five minutes later start laughing hysterically

Which makes you laugh at how ridiculous he is— and that just leads to you two rolling on the ground. No longer sure about what was funny, but each time the other person laughs, you can’t help but do the same

He’s a perv, so you catch him leering at girls

So of course you tell the rest of the 9, and you guys endlessly tease him

Then he starts yelling about how he’s the leader, and how he can punish you guys

But no one takes him seriously

Even Oden joins in on the fun. That’s when Kin’emon give up trying to save his pride (he ends up making fun of himself)

He tries to act like a big brother, which most of the time doesn’t work. But when it does you wonder where all the wisdom came from

10/10 Expect nothing less from Kin’emon

Denjiro

He’s serious

But in a funny ironic way. Unlike Kin’emon he will get the joke, but not laugh and scold you for not taking work seriously

When he loosens up (aka, when Oden tells him to relax) then he might laugh at your corny jokes, but until then you can expect him to act like a mom

He may not have much of a sense of humor, but he is probably the best when it comes to advice

Tell him your woes, and he’ll have an eight-step plan to fix them

If you do something amazing on accident, he’ll have a newly gained respect for you

That’s because he’s kinda naive

So if you pull an Usopp on him, and start telling grand lies. He’ll believe you

Be careful though, that may mean he’ll give you way more than you can chew when fighting enemies

He will fanboy to you about something cool Oden did

If you don’t get as excited as he does, he will scold you

7/10 too much of a mom

Kikunojo

They are like an older sister figure

Pretty calm

Until you do something stupid, then they’re giving you the worst side-eye. They don’t even have to speak for you to understand what they’re saying

They like to dress you up in clothes that are as feminine as possible

If that’s not your style, deal with it. If it is, then you two can choose outfits for each other

You low-key get creeped out when they put on the Oni mask

Their entire vibe changes, and it’s intimidating

They wouldn’t protect you in a fight, since they trust that you can handle yourself

But if anyone picks on you outside a fight, expect hands to be thrown

I can see you two making food for the others

When Oden isn’t making oden… which is all the time

9/10 the only downside is the shade that is (occasionally) thrown

Kanjuro

You two mess around together

You guys can act out several plays and have tons of fun making the characters as outlandish as possible

He’ll draw something cute for you, and you two get to play with it for a while

If you’re extra hungry, he’ll draw out some lettuce. But when that gives you a stomach ache, he’ll just rub your back

I can see him trying to be a good wingman, but failing (I think the only good wingmen would be Kawamatsu, and Denjiro. But Denjiro would never do it)

He’ll just stick to doing your Kabuki makeup

I think he would be a good hype man

I can also see you two just drinking tea, while the rest of the group is running around, trying to find where Momonosuke ran off to

I can see you two taking a pottery class together (and probably failing)

Anything art related you and Kanjuro like to do together

I can also see you two having dance parties, and (most) of the group joins in

10/10 very fun times

Raizo

Similar to Kin’emon

But the difference is that he tries to impress you with his ninja skills

If you compliment him, he’ll act humble

But he’s beaming with pride

He uses his ninja skills to prank you

This leads to a prank war that no one is safe from

Even Oden wants to join in on the fun. Which ends up with him crushing everyone

Not very good when it comes to emotions, he ends up getting awkward

Unless you’re getting emotion about Oden because he’ll start crying too

He’ll ask you to help him pick up girls

It never works. It ends up with the girl running and screams, and you two bolting and having to explain to Oden why he got a complaint

9/10 it’s all fun and games until Oden joins in

Ashura Doji

Acts kinda like an uncle/older brother

He acts seriously a lot of the time, but when he does let loose he is fun to be around

Why can’t he be like that all the time?

He may not always have the most fun, but he is always reliable

If you have any problems, you can go to talk to him and he’ll listen. And if you ask for advice, then he’ll give the best words of wisdom

And if he thinks it’s appropriate for him to step in, he will

He smells like alcohol though, so if that bothers you he’ll just laugh

I can see him teaching you how to use a sword/fight, or give extra practice

Ashura also treats you like an errand runner

He’ll give you a few coins and ask you to buy him sake, or a snack

If you say no, he’ll get salty

8/10 stop sending people on errands

Inuarashi

Him, Neokmamushi, and Kawamatsu are the best trio

Add you in, and the castle is in shambles

In the best and most fun way, but it is still chaos

It doesn't help when Oden joins in. It only makes things crazier (see the trend?)

Then the rest of the 9 has two stop you four, and Toki scolds Oden

I can see him also giving really good advice

He’s loyal to a fault, like dude calm down. All that person did was look at you, he does not need to whip out his sword

I can also see him following you around (like a dog)

He likes to act as he hates it when you pet him, but he secretly loves it

I think that he would like to read books with you and drinking tea

Can be annoying though, since he’s clingy

9/10 not too much to complain about

Nekomamushi

I think it would take a while for him to warm up to you

Him being a cat, that makes sense

I think that when he does warm up though, you will never be able to get him off of you

You can be laying down, digesting food, and he’ll just start kneading you

If you tell him to stop, he’ll get salty, and leave you for an hour, and then come back and try to sit on your lap

Like stop, you’re way too big to be doing that

He’ll also start to randomly rub your faces together

Like Inuarashi, he will follow you everywhere

That leads to those two into fights (sometimes), but if you pet both of them they’ll shut up

He’d be good at killing bugs. So if you are disgusted/scared of them, then he is the perfect partner in (bug) homicide

If anyone is bothering you, he’ll team up with Inuarashi to beat them up

9/10 there is a lot of similarities between him and Inuarashi

Kawamatsu

He is so cute

If you give him food he will love you forever

Especially eggs, he loves the texture

So if you give him an egg, he’ll thank you and do anything you say for a day

This can be useful if you don’t want to do something yourself

I can see him getting you two matching hats and clothes

Unlike the cat and dog duo, he doesn’t feel the need to be around you all the time. Instead, he lets you come to him

He’s also really good at giving advice and learning an ear

And as I mentioned before, he is one of the best wingmen. If you have your eyes on someone, he will go up to them and start talking about all of your accomplishments. How you saved fifty kids in one day (or something)

With him as a wingman, you are guaranteed at least one date. If you screw it up, that's on you

I also can see him as a very honest person, so when you ask him if you’re idea is dumb (and it is), he’ll tell you— in the kindest way possible

10/10 I need a Kawamatsu in my life

Bonus

Oden

He’s kinda a bully, but in the nicest way possible

He just likes messing with you. I can see him beating you and the rest of the crew up at a board game when you guys were little kids

Like dude, chill

Don’t worry though, if you think he’s being an unintentional bully (since he kinda acts immature), you can just tell his wife, and he’ll stop real quick

But when it comes down to it, you guys are what means the most to him

Aka: If he sees someone or something bothering you, he will demolish it

Unless it's another one of the nine, then he’ll make a family circle to talk it out

He likes it when he sees you and the rest of the group take care of his kids. It’s like seeing his kids, take care of his kids

Then his eyes start stinging and welling up with tears

But if you ask him, he’ll tell you that he is not crying

He’s kinda like a dad, but also like a little brother too

10/10 just stop beating everyone at uno

#One piece #one piece wano #one piece fluff #one piece x reader #one piece self insert #one piece senario #one piece imagine #akazaya nine #kin’emon #denjiro #raizo #inuarashi #nekomamushi #kozuki oden #kikunojo #kawamatsu #ashura doji #kanjuro #kin’emon x reader #denjiro x readerr #raizo of the mist #inuarashi x reader #Oden x reader #Platonic

[lale-txt]

♡ 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬/𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲

@starblazer124 asked: Hi Lale! Hope you're having an awesome day! I was wondering if you'd be interested in doing a few headcanons for Rayleigh, Gaban, Shakky, and Denjiro where they have a bubbly, outgoing s/o that still gets flustered and shy easily. I just love the "socially adept person turns into a mushy puddle of goo for their lover" trope! Could be sweet, spicy, whatever you're in the mood for. My only favor would be to ask for a gender neutral reader so everyone can enjoy the gilf/dilf/milf of their dreams~

↳ 𝐰/ 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡, 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐲 & 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨

a/n: Blaze, your choice of characters is just -chef's kiss- i love little headcanons like these, so i was happy to write this request for you (after all i can never resist the gilfs/dilfs/milfs of my dreams) - hope it's to your liking! thank you so much for the idea.

❦ 𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇

even after all these years it still never failed to amuse Rayleigh how your personality switches whenever he was around

he just had this effect on you that made your brain short-circuit in the best way possible

you could be happily chatting with the crew, entertaining everyone with a story about how Roger sleepwalked once and ended up dangling upside down from the crow’s nest, swaying softly and unbothered in the wind; only for you to stutter and blush once Rayleigh’s gaze meets your from the other side of the ship 

after all, Rayleigh thought it was kinda cute and he’d tease you often when you were alone, asking you if he made you nervous while he trailed kisses down your spine to which you could only groan and bury your flushing face in the pillow

not your fault that he was just so charming and had completely captured you in his presence; the presence of a king and a lover to which you could only bow and bathe in his energy

and no matter how flustered you are, Rayleigh would always make sure to let you know that you had the same effect on him – he was just a little better at hiding it

❦ 𝐆𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐍

all it needed was a subtle touch, whether it was a hand resting on the small of your back or your pinkies linking, and your heart felt like it was about to jump out of your chest and your trail of thoughts went down the gutter

Gaban’s sunglasses would hide the mischievous twinkle in his eyes, but just knowing it was there was already enough for you to get a little flustered

at first it irritated him – how you suddenly went quiet and avoided eye contact whenever he was around, when minutes prior you’ve been your usual bubbly, outgoing self around your crewmates

that was until you stuttered out a heartfelt confession late at night, catching him off guard completely and having him turning into a puddle of goo in return

ever since the two of you have been inseparable, making each other feel like you’ve never crushed on anyone ever before

and while it sometimes was nerve wracking to react this strongly, you wouldn’t want to trade those weak knees and fluttering hearts for anything in return because it made those sweet kisses from Gaban even more exciting

❦ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐘

slumped over the counter, your face buried in your hands, you could still hear her soft chuckle as she patted your head affectionately

Shakky really didn’t mind that you were so easy to fluster, no, quite the opposite

sometimes you wondered if she even tried to do so on purpose: when you were in some deep conversation with other bar visitors and she’d lean in close to you, whispering something in your ear, her breath hot and heavy on your skin, her fingertips at your nape

you melted every. single. time. 

it’s something that surprised you because usually you had a loose mouth and never had any troubles with starting a conversation or entertaining a group of strangers in a smoky bar 

but with Shakky… it’s like she put a spell on you that made little hearts swirl around your head whenever she was around 

and the way she pronounced your name felt like being dipped into syrup, like a sweet prayer that made you fall down on your knees - but you wouldn’t want it any other way

❦ 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 

this man loves to fluster you to a point where your heart feels like it’s about to burst

he just thinks it’s cute how someone who is so bubbly and and outgoing all the time has a complete personality switch once you are alone

he’d pull you in his lap, his chin resting on top of your head, his fingers entangled with yours as he holds you close and feels your heart race in your chest

and there’s no way you can resist him, it’s like your legs turn into pudding whenever he’s near… and it’s not like you want to escape his embrace

your poor heart calms down eventually… until he starts whispering silly little things into your ear and it spikes again, making him chuckle

you can get back to him though by running your fingers through his long, blue hair and telling him how pretty he is, turning the tables and watching him blush now

after all, what’s love without a little teasing and banter until you shut each other up with dozens of kisses?

#one piece x reader #rayleigh x reader #gaban x reader #denjiro x reader #shakky x reader #one piece x you #one piece reader insert #one piece headcanons #one piece fluff

[bas-writes]

Baaaas (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

Hope you’re having fun with the alphabets! Can I ask for X and Denjiro, please? <3

Lale! ❤ At my service for DILF queen!

XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Very! If allowed, Denjiro would be all over you all the time. Say goodbye to your spine, this man has the same attitude as huge dogs who believe they're lap chihuahuas. Especially if he's after a few cups of sake. Even in public or during more official situations, he likes to at least lean against you-though, usually he has no shame, and if someone has a problem with him appreciating his partner...well, then it's their problem. It's really hard to fight for distance, if you need it. If not allowed closer, he will make puppy eyes and sad faces at you until you give up.

If kept on distance long enough, I bet he'd whine like a puppy too.

#ask bas #fluff alphabet #denjiro

[doctorgerth]

Hi could irequest fluff prompt 8 squishing cheeks with a female partner for Denjiro Izo or Kuzan one of these cutues giving their girl a hard time play teasing with her? I think it be a cute prompt for anyone one of them lolThank you

a/n: yayyyy I can now post headers with Denjiro without having to tag as spoilers lmao this one didn’t end up as teasing as I’m sure you wanted, but I hope there’s still enough cuteness to make up for it 🥺 also bless u for requesting this man bc he has my whole heart ❤️ it’s long and choppy bc I kept getting carried away and had to condense once again ahsjdbe I’m sorry

prompt: BOX A - ⑻ Squishing the other’s cheeks

pairing: Denjiro x F!Reader

warnings: underlying angst, but mostly fluff | mentions of Denjiro’s other identities

word count: ~510

Ushimitsu Kozo hides in the alley to remove his bandana and drapes his exhausted body with the blue cape. Kyoshiro silently approaches your door, remaining in the shadows so no late night passerbys could see the yakuza boss sneaking into your home.

The physical and mental strains of the witching hours always lead them home to you.

He reaches into his pocket, fumbling to find the spare key you had granted him what seems like yesterday, and makes a quick haste in unlocking your door and stepping inside. He’s quiet as he leaves his shoes at the door, tired feet tiptoeing to your bedroom as he navigates your home through the dark with ease. When he arrives at your bedroom door, he’s surprised to see a dim light illuminating through the cracks of it.

Gently, he pushes it open, well aware of the obnoxious creak it makes when one is not too careful with it. He doesn’t intend on waking you, but you immediately stir as he crouches underneath the door frame and makes his way in.

“Denji?” You call out, rubbing at your eyes as you sit up to look at him.

He smiles wide at your sweet voice, “What are you doing awake, darling?” He walks over to turn off the lamp you left on for him before untying his hair, shedding his clothes, and discarding them haphazardly on the floor.

You yawn, settling back under the covers as he sluggishly joins you in the futon. “I was waiting on you.”

Your arms are quick to embrace him as he lays beside you. He chuckles as you sigh contentedly against his broad chest and he welcomes you in his hold. Swearing your tender touch alone could heal all of him.

“I missed you.” You breathe out as sleep threatens to claim you fully now that he is beside you. “It’s hard to sleep without you.”

He places a chaste kiss at the top of your head, heart pounding at your drowsy confession. “I know it, love. But I’m here now, so sleep.”

“But I don’t wanna,” you whine with a defined pout, “I haven’t seen you all day and I want to-“

Before you can finish, Denjiro has your soft cheeks pinned between his large fingers, ultimately squishing them together and jutting out your lips until you look like a fish. An unbearably adorable fish whose charm would surely be the death of him.

“You know, you’re cute when you pout,” he grins, “but you’re even cuter like this.” He can feel your cheeks heat up underneath his touch.

“Denshiiiii-!”

“And you’re cutest when you say my name. By Oden, what am I going to do with you?”

“Lovwe me forweva?”

His heart stops, your doe eyes sparkling with adoration under the light of the full moon peeking through your window. Before you can crumble his demeanor any further, he kisses your puckered lips and releases your cheeks to tuck you back into him, hoping you don’t catch the pathetically lovestruck look on his face as he holds you tightly.

“I intend to.”

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[chenziee]

Back at it again with my Wano and best boy propaganda 👹 whoever might Yamato dress up as? 👀

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[myonepiece]

Hello author-san! (idk what name you go by here on tumblr (╥﹏╥) lemme know) I have a fluff headcanon request!

How do you think Killer, Kid and Kyoshiro would react to their s/o randomly made flowers crowns for them, each with the flower they think represents them, like

Killer gets a dwarf sunflower crown

Kid gets a rose flower crown (causes hes a prickly bitch but we love him)

Kyoshiro gets a lavender flower crown

And you get a morning glory flower crown! (I saw them and they just reminded me of you) (っ´▽`)っ ♥️💖

This is what the flower looks like if you're curious!

i can't- i love you 😭😭 you're just too freaking precious 😤🖤 also i've never actually specified what to call me, i've gotten author-san a lot and i love that but any nickname is fine too (you can also just call me jenny) 🥰

IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE PLEASE FORGIVE ME

killer, kid, kyoshiro when their s/o makes them a flower crown

description: killer, kid, and kyoshiro (separate) when their s/o randomly makes them a flower crown

-he's super confused at first until you hold out, he just kind of stared at it

-if you try to put it on him he's gonna push it away, he's not wearing a flower crown in front of the crew, in front of kid

-he's not interested in wearing a flower crown.

-you'll have to wait until you're in private later, when he's lounging on the bed and you happen along looking allcute and innocent and irresistible

-he oustretches one of his arms so you can slip onto the bed beside him and you snuggle up against him

-his eyes flutter closed but you stare up at him trying to stifle your giggles and anticipating smile

-after a few minutes once you thinks he's asleep, you take the flower crown from where you were hiding it beside the bed and slowly reach your hands up

-then his eyes shoot open glaring down at you, but you keep moving, mainting eye contact as well

-you lightly place it on killer's head and bring your hands back pressing them into killer's body in attempt at defusing him with your cuteness

-and luckily it works, he sighed through his nose then his hold on you tightens and he falls back to sleep, you survived

-there is no way you're getting that on him while he's concious, he will smack it out of your hand

-so you wait until he's asleep

-all comfortable (and unconscious) in his workshop chair

-then you sneak in, tip toeing across the room to the side of his chair and stilling just in case he woke up at all

-when he doesn't move you step forwards, reaching up and slowly putting the flowers atop his red hair

-and then...

-he wakes up!

-barely, but his eyes are open and narrowed at you in a suspicious glare

-"what are you doing?"

-"i.. came to nap with you!"

-he hesitates then grunts and you take that as a sign of acceptance, so you crawl onto his lap, he moves his arms to make room for you before coiling them around your waist

-he doesn't even notice the flowers as he falls asleep, his arms firmly around you holding you to his chest, and the pink, red, and white flowers sticking out against the color of his hair

-most definitely the easiest to give a flower crown to

-especially when he’s drunk

-because then he’s just a mess, his arms flying all over constantly holding you in somewhere, hugging or even petting you

-so you take his chin in one of your hands and lean in closing the gap with a kiss that denjiro quickly turns passionate- mostly just messy though

-and with your free hand you sneak the flower crown up onto his head

-you pull away to look up and smile at how adorable he looks

-but of course kyoshiro isn’t done kissing you, and the smile you’re giving him is too much for the drunk in love (and sake) man to handle

-so one minutes he’s pressing his lips against yours feverishly once again

-and the neck his nose is smushed against your shoulder and he’s snoring

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[trashytoastboi]

Hey there! Hope you are doing well! I am really happy that your askbox is open again andI would to request some headcanons about Denjiro and Kanjuro comforting a partner who has been feeling more depressed because of stress. Thank you very much in advance!

Heyya!🍀 I hope you're doing all good!! Sorry for the wait with this, I hope you enjoy ~

(Gender neutral)

Headcanons: Denjiro, Kanjuro – Comforting a partner who has been feeling more depressed because of stress

Denjiro

🌸Denjiro is very observant to his partner’s wellbeing and instantly knows when {Name} is not feeling their best, he notices it in their little gestures…things they say, they way they sometimes just have a bit of a sadder expression on their face. The moment he feels something wrong, he instantly tries to find out what could be causing his partner any type of distress.

🌸He often thinks carefully on how to approach the topic, and inquire about it. He wants them to know he cares and wants to help; Denjiro will not force answers or press the topic if {Name} does not feel like speaking about it, which is why he tries to take the best approach to make them feel a bit better.

🌸Very understanding and knows that emotions can be very complex and hard things to deal with, especially when one is overwhelmed by them. Denjiro offers great comfort with his words of advice, as well as words of reassurance and affection should his partner be up for a long cuddle session.

🌸Will go to great lengths for their sakes, whether it’s finding legitimate solutions to the problems or doing silly little things that might serve to make his partner smile just a little bit.

🌸He has the habit of offering the perfect advice for the situation…he is extremely apologetic when his advice may come across as harsh, there is never any malicious intent and only thinks of his partner first…so sometimes while his advice is the most necessary but not the most pleasant.

🌸Denjiro is completely there to support his partner, whether they need space or need him to constantly be there, he will be. He is one of the most understanding people since he knows what it’s like to lose to one’s own emotions and is why he is very insistent on being there for {Name}

Kurozumi Kanjuro

🖌While Kanjuro may initially prove to be absent minded at the best of times, he is in fact, quite in tune with the things around him, including his partner. He pays close attention to how they act and will know when they are not feeling too good. Being a person who was raised in theatre himself – Kanjuro can easily see through the performances of others and will know when {Name} is forcing themselves to appear ‘okay.’

🖌Depending on how much concern he may be feeling in that moment will dictate his approach to the subject…if he is feeling great concern for his partner – Kanjuro will outright ask and express his concern for them. If he feels that the subject might be of something sensitive he will take a gentler approach.

🖌Literally will smother his partner in hugs while trying to comfort them, he will be completely doting and pamper them a lot. Kanjuro might also do things in an attempt to make {Name} smile or laugh, he also can be quite serious and tries to reassure them…and when they are ready to talk he will listen.

🖌Unintentionally, yet completely chaotic. Kanjuro will try an extensive list of various things to try and help his partner, everything from comfort, to reassurance and even approaching the issue directly, especially when finding out the source was stress…he was ready to declare war on stress…which is not a very, tangible enemy…but none the less he was determined to fight against it for {Name’s} sake.

🖌Has a long list of proverbs that seem to perfectly pertain to the situation currently at hand and in great contrast to the chaotic energy around him, Kanjuro can greatly inspire a sense of calm and tranquillity in his environment as well and in fact uses this to try and create a less stressful place for his partner.

🖌Anything they may need Kanjuro will make sure to utilize it to the utmost and ensure that {Name} will feel better.

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