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cutieininferno · 6 months

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SWEET TOXICITY

THE INTOXICATION

Kid's world was a hazy, disjointed swirl of sensations as he slowly emerged from the depths of unconsciousness. The first thing he registered was the coolness against his bare back, a stark contrast to the warmth of his previous drinking spree. The rhythmic pattering against his skin puzzled him until he blinked his eyes open, squinting against the dim light.

Rain.

The heavens had opened up, and large, gentle drops fell from the night sky, drenching him in a soft, soothing cascade. His surroundings came into focus, and he realized that he was still seated at the table on the Victoria Punk's deck, his head resting on his folded arms.

Raindrops continued to fall, forming a delicate curtain of water that veiled the world around him. Kid's senses slowly returned, and he remembered the events – the drinking contest, the wager, and his own uncharacteristic loss of composure. He let out a gruff sigh, shaking his head as he came to terms with the fact that he had indeed lost the bet and the contest.

"Damn it," he muttered under his breath, annoyance and amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. He chuckled at the absurdity of it all. A pirate of his reputation, renowned for his defiance and ruthlessness, had succumbed to a simple drinking challenge.

Kid's laughter was swallowed by the soft patter of rain as he rubbed a hand through his drenched hair, his thoughts returning to the present. He glanced around, realizing that Nami wasn't seated at the table anymore. Yet, her presence lingered like a phantom echo in his senses.

Kid rose from his seat, rain-soaked and tousled, the remnants of his alcohol-induced slumber slowly fading away. He navigated the Victoria Punk with an innate familiarity, following the subtle currents of Nami's presence.

As he entered the kitchen, he found Nami perched on a stool, a plate of grapes in front of her. Her fingers plucked grapes one by one, a quiet and contemplative focus in her eyes as she nibbled on the fruit. The soft glow of a lantern illuminated her features.

She glanced up when Kid entered, a smirk playing on her lips. "Sleep well, Captain?"

Kid's lips quirked into a wry smile as he leaned against the kitchen counter, his arms folded across his chest. "As well as one can with rain dripping down their back."

The rain outside had intensified, the gentle pattering now a steady drumming against the ship's hull. Nami's question pulled him back to the matter at hand. She was the victor of their drinking contest, and there was no denying it.

"Feeling good after being smashed by a Straw Hat?"

Kid chuckled at Nami's teasing. "I'll live to see another day, that's for sure."

Nami's gaze subtly lingered on Kid's exposed torso as he approached her, his muscular frame glistening with raindrops. She had been holding back her thoughts and desires, but now, with him right in front of her, her mind began to race.

She had been distracted by his muscles earlier, but now, with the rain-kissed skin and the intimate proximity as he stopped with his knees touching hers, it was impossible to ignore. Nami's heart quickened, and her cheeks flushed as a bold thoughts crossed her mind.

This might be the closest she'd ever get to Captain Kid, both figuratively and literally. This might be her only chance to feel the heat of his skin, to explore the uncharted territory that was her attraction to him. She couldn't let this moment slip away.

"I think I want to claim my prize right now."

Kid raised an eyebrow at Nami's suggestive comment. "Claim your prize?" He initially thought she was referring to the bet, involving Luffy.

However, Nami's next words caught him off guard, her tone low and sultry. "I'm talking about the prize of our drinking contest. You are in my debt, remember?"

Kid blinked, realization dawning as he recalled the terms of their contest. He had indeed lost, and was in her debt. His curiosity piqued, and a slow grin spread across his face. "Well, Cat Burglar, I'm a man of my word. What can I do for you?"

Nami leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered her request. The rain outside continued to drum against the ship, but in that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in the intimate cocoon of the kitchen.

"Kiss me." she whispered, her breath ghosting over his skin.

In a flick of the eye their lips met, a clash of fire and ice, of dominance and surrender. Nami's fingers tangled in Kid's wet hair, tugging him closer as if to erase any space that dared to separate them. Kid's large hands found her waist, his touch firm and possessive, pulling her in until there was no room for doubt or hesitation. His lips were firm and demanding, the taste of his resolve mingling with the lingering flavor of the alcohol he'd been consuming all night. Her lips parted beneath his, inviting him to explore the depths of her need, to drown in her longing. His stubble grazed her skin, sending shivers down her spine as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with hers in a sensual dance.

Kid's grip tightened, a low growl rumbling in his chest as his fingers explored the contours of her body with a hunger that matched his fiery gaze. "You're playin' with fire, woman," he rasped against her lips, a warning laced with unbridled want.

Nami's laughter vibrated against his mouth, a sultry sound that made him want more. "And what if I like it that way?" she murmured, her voice a seductive melody that wound around him like a spell.

He pulled back just enough to gaze deeply into her eyes, a challenge simmering in his own. With a voice like rough silk, he commanded, "Stand up, Nami."

Her pulse quickened as she complied, rising from the leather seat. The air was charged with an electrifying tension that seemed to thicken around them. Nami felt the weight of his dominance pressing upon her, a heady sensation that sent a thrilling shiver down her spine.

With a sudden, calculated move, he deftly spun Nami around, her back pressed firmly against his broad chest. His warm breath caressed her earlobe as he spoke, his words laced with an undeniable authority. "You want to play, princess," he growled, "but I'll be the one setting the rules."

Nami's heart raced as she felt his strong hands slide down her sides, tracing the curves of her body with possessiveness. The coldness of his metal hand gae her goosebumps, and she wondered if he could feel her heat through it. Her breath hitched in her throat.

Kid's fingers deftly found the black silk obi that held her kimono together, his touch deliberate and demanding. He tugged at it gently, the fabric unraveling like a secret waiting to be revealed. The silk whispered against her skin, sending tingles of sensation racing along her spine.

Nami's voice, a husky murmur, resonated with a sultry challenge. "You think you can control me?" She arched her back slightly, pressing herself closer to him. "I'd like to see you try."

A low, rumbling chuckle escaped Eustass's lips, a sound that resonated with both amusement and dominance. "Oh, Nami," he breathed against her ear, "you have no idea what you've just unleashed."

The obi finally came undone in his skilled hands, his fingers traced a path up her abdomen under the kimono, igniting a trail of goosebumps in their wake. With deliberate slowness, he slid the kimono off her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet and revealing the creamy expanse of Nami's back.

She stood before him, exposed and vulnerable, her pulse quickening with every passing moment. Eustass's hands, calloused yet surprisingly gentle, roamed over her, stoking the flames of desire that burned between them.

As he pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, a shiver of pleasure rippled through her, and she surrendered to the intoxicating sensation of being desired and dominated by Eustass "Captain" Kid.

With a whispered command, he urged her to turn and face him. Their eyes locked once more, a storm of desire swirling in his gaze. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, a bruising collision of passion that left her head spinning. His tongue plunged into her mouth, setting off fireworks of sensation that threatened to consume them both.

Nami moaned into the kiss, her hands roaming the expanse of his chest, feeling the hard wet muscles. Eustass's hands moved lower, gripping her hips aggressively before trailing upward, undoing her black bra. When i fell on the floor, he kneaded her flesh and murmured against her lips, "You wanted to see who's in control, didn't you?" His voice was a low, intoxicating rumble that sent shivers of anticipation coursing through her.

Nami's reply was a breathless gasp as his thumb found its way to her hardened nipple, circling it with a delicious torment. The friction between them ignited like a blazing inferno, and she arched into his touch, her desire growing more urgent by the second.

With a swift, commanding motion, Eustass lifted Nami onto the edge of a nearby table, the cool surface a stark contrast to the scorching heat of their desire. He parted her legs with an authoritative gesture, positioning himself between them.

His fingers trailed down her inner thighs, inching closer and closer to the aching center of her pleasure. Nami's breaths came in short, ragged gasps as she surrendered to the sensation, her body trembling with need.

Eustass leaned in, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck. "You'll learn," he whispered, his voice a promise of ecstasy to come. "You'll learn that I take what's mine."

His fingers finally found their mark, and Nami's world exploded in a symphony of pleasure.

Nami was never one to back down, even in the throes of desire, and she met Kid's commanding presence with a defiant spark in her eyes. Her breaths were still heavy with need, but she was determined to maintain some semblance of control.

But Eustass was not one to be challenged lightly. With a predatory glint in his eyes, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "Stubborn, aren't you?" he breathed, his voice a velvety caress that made her core tight. "You think you can resist me?"

Nami's retort was a breathless murmur, "I can handle myself just fine."

In response, Kid shifted his touch, his fingers moving with a deliberate slowness that defied her resolve. He teased her, tracing maddeningly slow circles on the sensitive skin just above where she ached the most. Nami's defiant words turned into a sharp gasp, her body betraying her as pleasure began to wash over her.

He captured her lips in another scorching kiss, his tongue dueling with hers, silencing her protests in a fevered dance of desire. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, how to make her body sing with ecstasy.

His fingers continued their relentless exploration, and Nami's resistance crumbled like a sandcastle before the tide. Her moans filled the air, and did wonders to his ego. Every touch, every stroke, was a silent command that she couldn't resist.

Eustass leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "That's it, Princess. Let go. Feel what I can do to you."

Nami's protests faded into a wordless cry of pleasure as Kid unleashed a torrent of sensation that left her trembling and breathless. Her body arched against his, seeking more of the exquisite torment that only he could provide.

In the dimly lit embrace of the Victoria Punk' kitchen, Nami learned the undeniable truth—resistance was futile when Eustass Kidd took control.

Without a word, he scooped her up with ease, lifting her effortlessly over his shoulder.

Nami's startled gasp was muffled by the skin of his back as she found herself in an unexpectedly compromising position. She wriggled, her protests mixing with laughter as she realized the futility of her resistance. Kid was a force to be reckoned with, and she was about to experience the full extent of his dominance.

With each confident stride, he carried her through the ship, his grip firm and possessive. The smoky haze and distant sounds of the rain colliding with the deck's wood faded into the background as they ventured deeper into the heart of the ship, to the private sanctuary of his quarters.

The door closed behind them with a solid thud, shutting out the outside world. Kid gently set Nami down on her feet, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that sent her heart racing. There was no hesitation in his gaze, only a raw hunger that demanded satisfaction.

Nami's defiance had transformed into a smoldering desire that matched Kid's own. She stepped closer to him. "What are you going to do with me?" she purred, her voice a erotic invitation.

His response was a predatory smile that made her pulse quicken. Without a word, he took her face in his hands, capturing her lips in a kiss that could set fire to the rain outside. Their bodies pressed together with a passion that defied all restraint.

As they tumbled onto the bed, desire and dominance merged into a whirlwind of pleasure. Nami had willingly stepped into Eustass Kidd's world, a world where surrender and desire reigned supreme.

Kid's focus had narrowed to the heat of the moment, and all he could feel was the electrifying touch of Nami's skin against his own. Desire raged through his veins like wildfire, leaving little room for anything else. But as their bodies intertwined in a passionate embrace, something within him stirred, something deeper than the primal urges that had brought them here.

His hands roamed Nami's body, tracing every curve and contour with an almost reverent touch. Her skin was a canvas of desire, her responses a sweet melody that resonated with his own desires. He watched her with a fierce hunger in his eyes, each gasp and moan that escaped her lips driving him to new heights of pleasure.

But as his gaze roamed over her, tracing the curves and contours of her body, he felt something more than just lust. There was a connection, a chemistry that transcended the physical. It was as if their souls had met in this fiery collision of desire, and he couldn't deny the profound effect she had on him.

Nami's moans of pleasure, her whispers of his name, echoed in his ears, driving him to push further, to explore the depths of their passion. Beneath the haze of desire, there was a vulnerability in her eyes, a raw honesty that touched something deep within him.

As their kisses deepened and their bodies moved in a desperate rhythm, Eustass couldn't deny that there was something more profound at play. He had always been a man of action, a pirate captain who commanded with an iron will, but in Nami, he had met his match—a woman who challenged him in every way possible.

As the waves of pleasure washed over them, Eustass Kidd clung to Nami as if she were the anchor to his tumultuous sea. In the dimly lit sanctuary of his quarters, he surrendered to the intoxicating fusion of desire and connection.

His lips sought hers once more, a hungry kiss that conveyed not just desire but something deeper, something that spoke of a connection that defied the boundaries of their initial encounter. He knew that once they crossed this final threshold, there would be no turning back.

His fingers brushed a stray lock of hair from Nami's forehead, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the urgency of their passion. He locked eyes with her, searching for something, perhaps an affirmation that what they were about to share was as profound for her as it was for him.

In that lingering moment before he entered her, Eustass Kidd couldn't escape the realization that this encounter had the potential to be a turning point, a meeting of hearts and desires that transcended the boundaries of mere lust.

Kid's thoughts dissolved into a whirlwind of sensation as he finally entered Nami. The heat of her body enveloped him like a welcoming embrace, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through his veins.

It was an exquisite torment, the feeling of her tight, wet heat wrapped around him, a sensation that threatened to consume his every thought. With each thrust, he lost himself further in the heady rhythm of their bodies moving as one.

Nami's gasps and moans filled the room, a symphony of desire that matched the fevered tempo of their lovemaking. Her nails raked down his back, leaving marks of both pleasure and possession.

Kidd's emotions were a swirling tempest as he continued their intimate dance, the line between aggression and affection blurring with each passing moment. His body moved with a primal hunger, but it was accompanied by a growing tenderness he couldn't deny.

Between heated thrusts, his lips found Nami's and his tongue danced with hers in a fervent tangle of desire. There was an urgency to their union, a desperation to consume one another, but it was interwoven with an unexpected sweetness.

His fingers brushed the side of her face, the gesture almost tender, before his grip on her hips tightened with possessiveness. The contrast was stark, the raw dominance battling with a newfound fondness that left him disoriented.

He buried his face in the crook of Nami's neck once more, but this time his kisses were tender, his breath warm against her skin. He whispered words of affection between heated gasps, a stark contrast to the dominance he had displayed earlier.

"You drive me crazy," he murmured, his voice a husky caress against her ear. "I can't get enough of you."

Nami's response was a passionate moan, her body arching into his, her nails digging into his shoulders. In that moment, they were both caught in the whirlwind of desire and affection, a delicate balance between dominance and vulnerability.

In a moment of unspoken understanding, Eustass Kidd allowed Nami to take control. Their bodies shifted, and she straddled him, her eyes locked onto his with a determined glint. The change in dynamics was electrifying, and Eustass found himself utterly mesmerized by her.

Nami's hands traced the contours of his chest, her touch both tender and assertive. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his in a tantalizing tease before capturing his mouth in a passionate kiss. Her tongue danced with his, igniting a fiery longing that left him breathless.

He moaned beneath her, his hands finding their way to her hips, his grip firm yet yielding to her control. With each sensual undulation of her body, she brought them both closer to the precipice of ecstasy.

Nami's movements grew more urgent, more demanding, and Eustass gladly followed her lead. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of her above him, her skin flushed with desire, her lips parted in a silent cry of pleasure.

As Nami's moans grew more urgent, Eustass's own arousal surged to a fever pitch. He watched her with a fierce hunger, his eyes locked onto hers as they reached the pinnacle of their desire.

With a shuddering climax, they both tumbled over the edge, a wave of pleasure crashing over them like a tempest. Nami's nails dug into Eustass's shoulders, her voice a breathless cry of release as her body quivered with satisfaction.

Breathless and spent, they collapsed onto the bed, limbs entwined, their bodies still trembling from the intensity of their shared release. Eustass couldn't help but smile, his gaze locked onto Nami's flushed face.

But he wasn't finished. With a sly grin, he began to move again, his body showing no signs of fatigue

Nami's eyes widened with astonishment as she felt Eustass's renewed passion. "You're... you're not done?" she gasped, her voice a mixture of disbelief and delight.

Eustass silenced her with a fierce kiss, their tongues tangling in a passionate duel. With a confident flip of their positions, he had Nami lying beneath him once more. His lips trailed down her breasts.

"Not even close," he growled, his voice low and filled with promise.

With a sly, knowing smile, he encouraged Nami to lay on her stomach, her body positioned invitingly on the soft sheets.

His touch was gentle and sensual as he caressed her back, tracing a teasing path down her spine, leaving her shivering in anticipation. He grabbed her ass and marveled at it's firmness. Not containing himself, he slapped it lightly, making her gasp in surprise.

He shifted his weight, positioning himself behind her and, with a sense of commanding intimacy, he moved forward, entering her once more, filling her completely.

"Fuck." He growled, her tightness in this position driving him over the edge.

As Nami surrendered to the pleasure of their intimate union, Eustass's touch intensified. He didn't stop at just one form of stimulation; his thumb moved with precision, sliding around her pinkish asshole in circles.

Nami's moans filled the room, her body trembling with the intensity of their shared desire.

Kid wet his thumb with his mouth and proceded to penetrate her extremely tight hole. The dual sensations sent her spiraling into a whirlwind of ecstasy.

He started a brutal pace that took them to a new height. Nami's world narrowed to the sensation of Eustass inside her and his finger exploring her depths.

Eustass's own desire burned hotly, his breath ragged as he brought Nami closer and closer to the edge of bliss. He watched her, mesmerized by the sight of her succumbing to the overwhelming pleasure he was providing.

And then it happened, a crescendo of ecstasy that washed over them both, leaving them breathless and trembling in the aftermath. Nami's body quivered with the intensity of her climax, and Eustass held her close, his own release merging with hers in a passionate union that defied description. With a guttural groan, he found his release, his body shuddering with pleasure as he emptied himself inside her.

He held Nami close as waves of pleasure coursed through him, his body still intimately connected with hers.

As the euphoria subsided, he pulled Nami close, their bodies pressed tightly together in a bear hug. He held her with a fierce tenderness, his arms encircling her like a protective cocoon.

Nami, her voice still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking, let out a soft protest. "You're crushing me," she managed to gasp, her body pressed firmly against his.

Eustass's grip relaxed slightly, and he chuckled, his voice husky with satisfaction. "Sorry," he murmured, placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder. "I guess I got a bit carried away."

Nami shifted in his embrace, her eyes meeting his with a playful glint. "Well, I'm not complaining," she teased, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest.

Kidd couldn't help but admire the woman who lay in his arms. As the soft morning light filtered through the curtains, it painted Nami's features with a delicate glow. Her tousled hair framed her face like a cascade of silk, and her eyes, filled with playful allure, seemed to hold a universe of secrets. Her lips, kissed by passion, held a sensual enticiment that was impossible to resist.

"You're incredibly beautiful, you know," He whispered, his voice filled with genuine admiration as he traced a finger along her jawline. He was mesmerized by the way her skin felt beneath his touch, the softness of it contrasting with his roughness.

Nami's cheeks flushed in pleasure and modesty, and a coy smile played on her lips. "Flattery will get you everywhere," she replied with a wink, her fingers running through hishair as she drew him in for a lingering kiss.

Nami's playful response warmed Kidd's heart even further. Her fingers continued to trace those enticing circles on his chest, and she gazed at him with a twinkle in her eye.

"You're not so bad yourself," she replied with a sultry smile, her gaze lingering on his rugged features. "In fact, you're quite the catch, Captain Kidd." Her words held a touch of admiration, acknowledging not just his physical allure but also the captivating aura of command that surrounded him.

Eustass couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at her compliment. It wasn't often that he allowed himself to be vulnerable, but in this intimate moment, he found himself opening up to Nami in ways he hadn't anticipated.

Their playful banter was gradually replaced by a peaceful silence, broken only by the soft patter of raindrops against the window. Nami's fingers stilled on his chest, and he drew her closer, his arms enfolding her in a protective embrace.

The rain, a gentle lullaby, seemed to wash away the cares of the world, leaving only the intimacy of their embrace and the promise of what tomorrow might bring.

Their breathing synchronized, and the rise and fall of their chests created a soothing rhythm that lulled them into a serene slumber. Eustass pressed a gentle kiss to Nami's forehead, a silent promise that whatever had transpired between them was something he cherished.

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sanjisprincesswifey · 4 months

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pros and cons

summary: the good, the bad, the ugly, perfectly curated into a pros and cons list

♡: reupload (but better now), some nsfw content is listed; MDNI, includes all characters with indications of a female reader!

black leg sanji

pros:

constantly wants to color coordinate your outfits together

let’s you pick meals at minimum once a week

very good kisser (he practiced with his pillow a lot before your first date)

he wants you to walk him like a dog

sanji never lets you forget how much you mean to him

always remembers important dates, birthdays, anniversaries, etc.

remembers the little things and notices your absence (will often go to try and find you)

adapts to whatever love language you respond to

cons:

the nicotine smell embeds into your sheets and clothes and is a pain in the ass to get out

yells for any minor inconvenience

occasionally too handsy

always finishes before you

major jealousy issues

is constantly horny

says he’s fine but he’s dying inside

doesn’t understand the concept of alone time and takes it personally if you ask to be by yourself

roronoa zoro

pros:

the best napping partner

protective

is a softie but only with you

very emotionally intelligent

gym trainer boyfriend

let’s you take the relationship at your own pace because he can’t be bothered

loves to mark you and give you hickies

always makes sure you finish first

cons:

stinky (bro smells like sweat and steel)

does not have a single romantic bone in his body; you’ll literally have to teach him how to be a boyfriend

is extremely blunt

snores super loud

might fall asleep while you’re talking

you can no longer be friends with sanji

doesn’t ask you to date him, just assumes you are together

gets upset when you can’t keep up with his drinking

monkey d luffy

pros:

the best hugger

extremely loyal to you

hides midnight snacks for both of you

lets you sit on the ship’s figurehead with him

king of silly sentimental gifts (hand-picked flower, cool rock, pretty seashell, that sort of thing)

always makes sure you’re included in conversations

shares his favorite foods with you

can always make you feel better

cons:

doesn’t know how to be quiet or whisper

never lets you win arguments

throws himself at you with no regard to his strength

no concept of personal space

rubs his boogers on you

accidentally makes fun of the noises you make during sex

will steal blankets from you while you’re asleep

points out your pimples or zits

usopp

pros:

always finds a way to make you laugh

grows flowers for you

comforts you if you’re insecure

handmade gifts!!!!!!

brags about you to everyone

loves to show you off and tell stories about your adventures together

names special attacks after you

always lets you in on the pranks he pulls

cons:

is insecure

would sacrifice you to an enemy to protect himself

shows you bugs even if you’re afraid of them

incredibly awkward with all your firsts

clammy hands

make jokes during arguments (it makes you madder and the cycle continues)

never tops

sometimes pranks you too

cyborg franky

pros:

is always telling you how hot you are

can literally build/make you anything you desire

romantic (can be corny sometimes though)

so flirty with you

human refrigerator; occasionally lets you store things in there

introduces you like this: “and this is my super smokin’ hot girlfriend, OW” to anyone who will listen

protects you during fights

king of reassurance

cons:

messy

never wears pants

slaps your ass too hard since he’s half metal

dad jokes 24/7

you can’t compliment him without him doing a montage of poses

difficult to cuddle with (again he’s made of parts)

always busy fixing something on the ship

is constantly asking you if he can make you a cyborg too

nami

pros:

lets you take a few of her tangerines

immune to her reprimanding when something bad happens (most times)

extremely thoughtful gift giver

shares her money with you

cares deeply about you (don’t point it out though because then she’ll stop)

is always telling you how pretty you are

very good in bed

is more lenient with your allowance

cons:

pawns gifts you get her

bad communicator

critiques everything about you

can and will distance herself from you

charges you if you piss her off

talks about vivi way too much for having a whole other girlfriend

doesn’t apologize after fights even if she caused them

bullies you (with love)

nico robin

pros:

leaves you notes in books to find later

the voice of reason in your relationship

notices and compliments you on every little change you make (haircuts, style change, etc.)

extremely good listener

literally a human search engine; so smart you can ask her almost any question and she knows the answer

passionate lover; treats you like a god in bed

soft lips

spoils you in every way that she can

cons:

can make you feel dumb with her endless knowledge

will never say ‘i love you’ first

always tops (a possible pro depending on your preferences tbh)

has nightmares almost every night ):

closed off in the beginning of your relationship

franky hits on her (and you) all the time

rather be reading than with you

takes your relationship extremely slow

portgas d ace

pros:

can heat food up for you at any time day or night

loves pda

plans fun dates

probably says ‘i love you’ a million times a day

into body worship (both ways)

kills bugs for you

walk him like a dog, sis !

never says no to you

cons:

sweaty and greasy in the summer

farts and gives you a dutch oven

doesn’t take anything seriously

adhd moments

mommy AND daddy issues

likes to lay on top of you even though he’s huge and basically crushes you

talks with his mouth full

is loud in bed (because he enjoys it so much) and everyone can hear when you two have sex

sabo

pros:

another body worshipper

dragon claw fist. need i say more?

the best secret keeper

praises you

would actually bow down to you

very respectful, asked you to kiss on your first date

awkward but sensual lover

a loyal puppy

cons:

loves being right

sore winner & loser

cocky ass mf

talks about luffy and ace 24/7

never on time

bad temper

might catch on fire if he’s mad

loves to tease you (again, could be a pro depending on your preferences)

shanks

pros:

buys you anything you could ever want

good kisser

always showing you off

treats you like a queen

calls you his wife

very affectionate in public

another worshipper; does that thing where his kisses lead up from your hand to your shoulder

when he gets drunk and you try to kiss him, he pushes you away and says “get off me, i have a wife”

cons:

gets you riled up during the day

teases you all the time

can be unreliable

bad at flirting

drunk all the time

still makes jokes about his arm even though it’s been YEARS

lingering alcohol smell

pervert

trafalgar law

pros:

rarely cooks but always does for you when you’re sick

smells amazing all of the time

lets you do this eyeliner in the morning (based off this fanart)

is a victim of the ‘she fell first, he fell harder’ trope

gives you sound solutions to your problems

literally becomes addicted to you and can’t live without you

flusters easily, very shy

would shave his facial hair if you asked him to (please tell him to shave off that godforsaken beard)

cons:

very blunt

never talks about his feelings

grammar police

a virgin; he doesn’t know what to do but fakes confidence like he does (it makes your first time a bit awkward but just talk him through it, babe)

humbles you without meaning to

over explains if you broach a subject he likes

sassy

just stares at you when you try to flirt with him

eustass kid

pros:

scary boyfriend privilege

an absolute beast in bed

insanely good kisser

raspy morning voice

you get to use his boobies as a pillow

is very smart but kinda dumb

eats pussy like a starved man

will always save you some food (it’s how he shows he cares)

cons:

dramatic

hangs out with killer more than you

will put the milk carton back in the fridge even if it’s empty

you can never be mad at him or make him mad because he’s the biggest asshole ever

ignores you if you’re fighting

zones out while you’re talking

if you send him a long, thoughtful text, he’ll respond back with ‘k’

what’s his is his and what’s yours is his

donquixote rosinante

pros:

walk. him. like. a. dog.

possessive over you, especially around his brother

would protect you with his last dying breath

absolute romantic

probably writes you poems

gentle giant, is so careful and soft with you

amazing cook despite accidentally setting himself on fire

has the patience of a god, once again, because of his brother

cons:

clumsy

you have to keep a fire extinguisher with you at all times

you can’t get the smoke smell out of his clothes

he’s so tall you can’t kiss normally, he has to pick you up

whiny

silent treatment

covers up his farts with his devil fruit and you don’t realize it until it stinks

has really bad resting bitch face (literally goes from :| to :) in .03 seconds)

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated (✿◠‿◠)

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bby-deerling · 4 months

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one piece + random nsfw headcanons

a bunch of wild card nsfw headcanons i have about various one piece characters!

18+, nsfw, mdni

masterlist

ft. zoro, sanji, robin, nami, kid, law

cw: afab!reader, fem!reader (for zoro only, he calls you a gendered pet name), oral sex, piv sex, overstimulation, sex toys, dirty talk, bondage, threesomes, frobin mention, quickies, free use, bdsm dynamics, messy sex, fingers in mouth, wlw sex, strap ons, inappropriate use of devil fruit, rough sex, soft zoro

zoro

absolutely makes out with your pussy. he's sloppy with it, but each swipe of his tongue—whether it's across your clit or inside of you—is passionate, driven by instinct, and fine-tuned to make you fall apart. he won't stop until you're a drooling mess for him, overstimulated, dripping, and beyond ready for his cock.

loves to dirty talk when he's in the mood for it, but keeps it to short, teasing statements; he's addicted to the way your walls flutter around him when he mumbles something filthy in your ear, or calls you a pretty girl. he's not much of a moaner, but will sigh, grunt, and occasionally growl.

prefers slow, passionate, intimate sex, but on occasion he'll tie your wrists together with his bandana, or use it as a blindfold and be a bit rougher with you. using something so deeply intertwined with who he is to restrain or tease you stirs something inside of him; you're completely his, and that turns him on so much that he loses all composure and restraint.

sanji

though he lives to please, he has some secret interest towards occasionally being a bit more dominant with you in bed. he feels incredibly ashamed every time he jerks off thinking about it, and will be distracted and distraught the rest of the day.

if you bring up to him that you want him to take on more of a lead during sex, he jumps at the opportunity (he wants to please you, after all), but deep down, he is extremely anxious, and worried about pushing things too far. he goes a bit overboard discussing boundaries in great detail beforehand to make sure he knows exactly what is on the table for you.

once you get into it, it's like a switch is flipped in his mind, and it's honestly thrilling to see such a different side of sanji. as he bends you over, ties your wrists together with his tie, and growls hushed commands into your ear, you feel so special that he's temporarily letting go of his chivalrous mindset to please you, and he's over the moon that you are placing so much trust in him.

robin

this is by no means an unpopular opinion, but robin is the best soft dom out there. she loves to overstimulate you with an unfathomable amount of hands roaming and caressing each inch of your body, but is careful to keep you on edge until you make her cum with your mouth; after all, you have to be good for her before you get your reward! ;)

if you're down for it, would be open to sharing you with franky, as long as she's calling the shots. she's in charge of everything both you and franky experience, and is a bit greedy as she keeps a monopoly on your sweet mouth.

aftercare with robin goes the whole nine yards—bubble baths, massages, soothing sweet nothings—the problem is it's hard for her to keep her touches chaste, and it often devolves into a steamy make out session, followed by more romantic, intimate sex.

nami

whether she is more active or passive in bed depends on her mood. she's more than willing to take charge and tease you into oblivion, but more often than not she's really overworked and needs to be taken care of and doted on.

tastes so unfathomably good—tangy with a hint of acidity from all of the citrus she eats. it's so easy to get pussy drunk with how good her nectar tastes (don't worry, she always returns the favor!) she is not the biggest fan of penetration, but loves to give you the strap, and makes you suck it clean afterwards!

she loves to 69 with you; with your pussy in her face while she overstimulates you, she loses track of time, lets her stress and worries melt away, and indulges herself in everything you have to give her. afterwards, she'll giggle, whisper a thank you to you, and snuggle up for a relaxing nap with you, ignoring the dripping wetness between both of your thighs.

kid

he is a freak in bed and into nearly any and everything under the sun. wanna roleplay? he loves it. want a threesome? he's already calling killer into the room. is especially interested in toys, and makes his own—vibrators, dildos, fuck machines, saddles—you name it, he's making it for you and testing it on you thoroughly.

he can start off slow and teasing on occasion, but sex with him always ends up rough, passionate, and full of the filthiest dirty talk that you can imagine. quickies are a normal part of the day, since his appetite for you is nearly insatiable; bring up free use to him and he's over the moon at the prospect of pushing you up against the wall, and splitting you in two with his fat cock anywhere, any time.

loves seeing his lipstick smeared across your face, breasts, and hips. bonus points if you copy his look, and your preferred shade ends up in a ring around the base of his cock. he's possessive (with anyone besides killer), and loves to leave marks all over your body so everyone knows exactly who fucked you so hard that you're stumbling all over the deck.

law

he is so mid at eating pussy but thinks he is great at it—i just know this deep in my bones; luckily his fingers can compensate for where he's lacking, and get you there every time. the tattoos on his digits aren't just appealing to you; he loves the way his inked fingers look coated with your essence, and loves making you taste yourself and lick them clean even more.

the stroke game is both godly and brutal; law falls hard and fucks hard. his mean, unrelenting pace is juxtaposed by semi-sweet touches as he holds you close. the difference in sensations is dizzying and overwhelming, a physical manifestation of the conflict of him wanting to both cherish and take you simultaneously.

he loves receiving head; seeing you on your knees for him choking on his cock makes him crave you so, so deeply. he has a deep seated need to maintain control, and he's addicted to the way you're just so obedient for him as your tongue swirls around his shaft.

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princeoftheeternalbog · 6 months

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Where op characters like to kiss you :)

I'm not sure I like this one so much but I've been a little busier this week so I hope it's enjoyable anyways.

Established relationship, suggestive in some parts(Law, Kid) so mdni.

Might have some very minor spoilers if you aren't past the timeskip, in Robin's part and it's a brief mention of someone the strawhats team up with. There's also a slight reference to some details about Killer but no specifics.

Luffy

Your entire face! Especially while you're smiling, he just cant help the giddiness that bubbles up inside him when he sees you smiling or laughing...so he has to let it out by giving you lots of little kisses on your face ://). His arms stretch out to wrap around you, bundling you two together while he grins and starts his onslaught, once he's got you there's no escape.

Also when he kisses you on the mouth he always cups your entire face with his hands and pulls you into him, pressing his lips to yours in-between soft giggles.

Zoro

Forehead/temple. It's easy, it's quick, he just swoops in with a little mwah and then he's gone before you can even register it. Especially loves to do it before a fight because he thinks it's good luck. It really can throw him off if he hasnt kissed you at least once that day so usually he tries to get one in every morning when you wake up. Absolutely melts if you kiss him on the forehead back.

Once he gets used to you kissing him then he's constantly asking, but instead of asking normally he just stares at you for a long while before leaning towards you and tapping his forehead very pointedly.

Sanji

Cheek. (Not that kind of cheek...although-)

Anyways he thinks it's a very sweet place to kiss, and he likes it because it can be both chaste and teasing. For example if it's just a quick soft kiss then it'll be closer to the apple of your cheeks, but if he wants to tease you he'll kiss directly next to corner of your mouth or right by your jaw.

Sometimes purposefully teases you in front of others because he knows it looks innocent from an outside perspective so you can't tell him off for flustering you. Though it's easy to turn the tables, just wear a little bit of shiny lipgloss and he won't be able to concentrate at all, this is when you give him a nice chaste cheek kiss of your own and go on your way. He stands still for so long his cigarette ends up burning out.

Usopp

Your hands. It's subtle but intimate enough that he feels comfortable doing it in public. Usually you link pinkies while walking around or sitting together so whenever he has to let go, for whatever reason, he'll swing your joined hands up to kiss your knuckles. The way he does it is so different from how he reacts to affection normally that it makes your knees go wobbly, it's probably about the only thing he does with full casual confidence.

Eventually he notices the effect this has on you and it actually really helps him develop confidence in other areas too. And if you do it back he gives you this lovely warm smile and he's just so so pretty.

Nami

Shoulders. I'm not sure why but i can just imagine her dropping a delicate kiss to your shoulder as she walks past on deck, or her rolling over in the morning and just giving you lots of light little kisses on your decolletage. Especially loves it if she's taller than you, even if only by a few inches. She also loves standing with her arms tossed over your shoulders, torsos as close as possible while she leans on you.

She really loves to kiss you here in public too, she feels like it's not too exposing but definitely can't be mistaken as platonic, she'll have you sat on her lap in a bar or something and after every sip of her drink she just leaves a gentle but sticky kiss.

Robin

Your lips. She's a woman that knows what she wants alright, and she is highkey obsessed with your lips. She thinks they look so soft and inviting and she's constantly fighting off the impulse to kiss you whenever you converse. It was a pretty serious problem for her before you got together. She just thinks they're so pretty and your beautiful voice and smile come from there too.

She also always kisses you at inappropriate times. After the alliance with Law began, she once kissed you while he was explaining a plan and the glare he levelled you both with was unreal.

Law

...stomach. He's obsessed with the shape of your body in general but there's just something about your stomach that makes him want to bite you(lovingly). If you wear a crop top and/or low rise jeans he practically explodes, he just can't help it. Fully spends hours sucking love bites into the skin there. Loves making you stand in front of him while hes sat, hands tight on your hips, leaving a trailer of wet kisses as he gets lower. He only makes you stand because he likes to see your knees tremble.

Now he's very reserved but he will kiss you in public if he can 1. do it stealthily and 2. inconvenience you in someway like making you too flustered to talk.

Kid

BASTARD! Neck. He has no shame and his kisses are always very intense so he will absolutely give you a hickie while you're talking to someone. You've learned to ignore him but you've also learned that makes him worse. The correct route is to give him a hickey in return, his neck is very sensitive so he folds so quickly. Though he will take revenge later so keep that in mind.

Absolutely hates it when he wants to kiss you but can't, like if you're out of his reach or asleep. Will sulk until he gets the chance to kiss you again and then he's all over you, doesn't let you leave his arms until all your exposed skin is covered in his signature lipstick.

You two would so do that one tiktok trend yk the one-

Killer

Now there's minor logistics problems here so I'm going to talk about it in two ways.

At the beginning of your relationship, he absolutely adores it when you kiss his mask. Thinks the sentiment is so cute and the first time it happened he blushed so hard that you could practically see steam coming out of the gaps in his mask.

If you've been together for a really long time and he's comfortable enough to take his mask off then he loves just kissing you anywhere he can reach. He's just obsessed with being able to actually touch you when you're alone. Though the incidents in wano would set him back quite a lot in terms of insecurity, he still finds comfort in hiding away with you in his room, exchanging soft words and softer kisses.

#one piece x reader #x reader #luffy x reader #nami x reader #nico robin x reader #sanji x reader #zoro x reader #ussop x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #eustass kid x reader #killer x reader #one piece fluff #gn reader #one piece x gn reader #usopp x reader #one piece fics

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bbyjackie · 10 months

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𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘!

relationship headcanons with one piece feat: luffy, zoro, kid, law

warnings: fluff

(header by Loni)

𝙇𝙐𝙁𝙁𝙔 has a constant need to be around you. he follows you around absentmindedly everywhere like a puppy, sometimes it can be a bit of a nuisance.

"y/n it was so funny! usopp's hand was just stuck in the pipe and he was screaming for like an hour 'til franky saw him!" luffy cackled, a gummy grin etched onto his features as you felt your finger grow numb by the second. "hm, i bet.." you let out a light hearted scoff, trying to pull your hand back. it felt like with each tug of your hand, instead of loosening the grasp luffy had, it only made his arm stretch further. "but luf, i need you to let go off my finger!" you groaned under your breath as you felt your back grow sore from the odd angle. you were shrimping with your spine feeling like it was bent to a full right angle just trying to pull away from the - sorry, your rubber boy as he made very clear. you couldn't see him but you could already envision his dopey smile turn into a massive pout. "ehh? why do i need to let go?" "because if you don't want me to become an usopp and start screaming you're gonna have to let go sweetie!" "i dont see why i have to.." "luf as much as i love you, i'm not taking a shit with your hand snaked through the door like that."

we all know 𝙕𝙊𝙍𝙊 has the worst sense of direction, but it always becomes comedy, especially when you're mid argument with him.

"stop being so dramatic!" zoro groans as his fist pounds against the wooden door of your bedroom. "come on out y/n!", he waited for a moment only to be met with silence. you had turned away from him mid workout after he told you that he doesn't need someone to smother him like an over obsessive mother. you must be pissed. not that it's your fault, he shouldn't have turned you away, you were just worried for him. letting go of his pride, zoro's hand loosens as he purses his lips and thinks for a moment, "hey, 'em sorry, i shouldn't have said that." again, there is just utter silence. feeling dejected, zoro turns his back just to see you with an amused smirk and hands crossed against your chest and usopp giving him the most massive side eye from around the corner of the hallway. "that's great and all that you apologised marimo," you giggled, usopp jumps in, "dude, that's the utility closet."

𝙆𝙄𝘿 is always in stage one: denial. every time anyone brings up the fact that he is utterly whipped for you, his face blows red and he gets soo mad. but the thing is, he secretly keeps small trinkets of yours just so he can feel closer to you.

kid was busy at work with a screwdriver in one hand and the other keeping this small steel mechanism as still as he could. his crimson red eyes staring down intensely at the work on his bench. every time he gets concentrated like this, you could almost see the vertex of his tongue poking through the corner of his red-stained lips. "kid!" you shouted, scampering around the room, as you finally landed behind him, hands secured on either side of his broad shoulders. "hah?" kid gruffed, head leaning backwards, hitting against your chest as he looked up from his desk, "what?" "have you seen my bracelet?" you pouted, tilting your head slightly to the side as you noticed from your peripheral that the arm that was not mechanical twitch slightly. "i can't find it.." kid immediately scoffs, turning his head back down to his work. "no how would i know where it is!" "hmm okay, just asking.." when kid finally leaves his workbench, killer glances at him from the side of the kitchen. "y/n was looking for their bracelet." "yeah i know." "did you find it?" "why the hell would i know where it is?" "so the silver bracelet with a pink bunny pendant on your wrist is 100% yours?" "shut up - yeah it is mine so what!" "okay sanrio girl calm down."

𝙇𝘼𝙒 has to remind himself that he loves you dearly. you're the first person to make him feel this way. so when you're absolutely eating it up in the middle of his study with ice spice blaring through the den den mushi, he tries his best to live laugh love.

"HE SAYS THAT I'M WHAT?!" you shout, hand gripping the makeshift pen mic up to penguin as law tries his best to concentrate on the med book he has in his hand. he swears to himself that next time he'll never let you in this room again. "GOOD ENOUGH, GRABBIN' MY DUH' DUH' DUH'" penguin answers, nodding along as bepo stands utterly in the corner with the den den mushi in his hands. "THINK 'BOUT SHIT THAT I SHOULDN'T HAVE!" before you can really show your shit, law immediately shambles you guys out of the room. "law, i'm sorry!!" you plead from outside his room as the boys stand awkwardly behind you, ice spice still playing yet way quieter than before from bepo's hands. "c'mon!!" law swears he loves you, but if he hears another t-that boy's a liar! that boy's a liar! he's going to rip his ears off.

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viiiiiiiiiin · 2 months

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How they confess their love for you !! PT. 3

Includes: Nami , Law , Kid , Caesar , Ace , Sabo , Doflamingo , Rosinante.

Pt. 1 , Pt. 2 , Pt. 3 (here)

Masterlist

Cat Burglar: Nami

She could tell , but she was good at hiding it. She felt like she didn't deserve you , so she never tried to make a move.

Until her feelings continuously grew and grew. She couldn't stand it.

Why did you make her feel like this ? You were so kind to her , but so was the rest of the crew. Why were you different ?

To her , you were special. She'd find herself looking at things in stores that she thinks you'd like.

One day , she brought one of those things to the Sunny after a big battle.

She was worried about losing you , but she knew you could handle yourself. But you got injured. Very , very injured. She was extremely worried because you've been out for days.

She came to your bedside and placed a jewel on the bedside. She sat on the bed next to your sleeping form and started talking to you as if you could hear.

Little did she know , her presence awoke you.

She told you how she felt and called you stupid for getting so hurt. While she was crying , you placed your bruised hand on her arm and told her you felt the same.

She was so surprised that she slapped you and started shaking you violently for worrying her.

Surgeon of Death: Trafalgar D. Water Law

At first , he thought something was wrong with him. He stayed up for nights on end trying tor research what could be wrong with him.

He looked up his symptoms in any book he could find. He knew a lot of illnesses because he was a doctor , but this was foreign to him. It worried him. Was it something like White Lead ?

He continues searching. Heated body (similar to a fever) , heart skipping beats irregularly , clammy hands , etc.

The only conclusion he could draw was the love sickness that any former Empress from Amazon Lily had.

But he wasn't an empress. Then , it clicked. He was in love. He wasn't sick , he was just LOVE sick. For you , no less.

He talked to Ikaku about how he felt and she squealed happily at his confession.

She bombarded him with advice , flowers , snacks , etc. She told him to just tell you.

When he gathered the courage , he did just that. He brought those flowers to your desk and waited for you. When you came in , the anxiety set in.

He cleared his throat and nervously confessed his feelings for you.

You laughed and told him you felt the same. He felt like a weight was lifted from his chest.

Eustass "Captain" Kid

Similarly to Law , he thought he was sick. He stayed in his office for DAYS , mostly to avoid you.

He thought you were sick too. How else did he feel sick around you ? You were contagious.

He told Killer about his sickness and he laughed his ass off at him.

Kid yelled at him and told him to stop , but he didn't.

When Killer calmed himself , he told Kid that he was a dumbass. That he wasn't sick , but in love.

Why would he be in LOVE ? THE Captain Kid !

He denied it and shooed Killer out.

But Killer pushed him to tell you. Every. Day.

Eventually , he caved.

When you brought him dinner , his mouth spewed out all he felt. He turned extremely red and angirly grumbled.

That was until you kissed his chin and told him you felt the same.

He turned even redder and shooed you out of his office.

Caesar Clown

He didn't actually understand why he fell in love with you. Was it your power ? Your looks ? Your influence ? He wasn't sure.

Everyone noticed. He would literally stumble around and make mistakes whenever you come around.

Monet teased him about it often. He shut down everything she said and would yell at her for even suggesting that he liked you.

He's had hookups and such before , but he's never fallen in love with any of his flings. He was a master scientist , why would he need love ?

But he fell for you.

Hard , actually.

He tried his best to avoid you but it never worked. You were stronger than him , so you had to protect him. That was your job.

While working in another part of his lab , Monet just straight up told you that he's in love with you.

You laughed and told her that you knew. You followed her to his current location , and you both told him what you conversed about.

He was embarrassed as hell and yelled at both of you.

He shooed Monet out and talked to you in private.

He , nervously , told you that it was true.

You told him you felt the same way and shocked the hell outta him.

Firefist: Portgas D. Ace

It was SO obvious to the entire crew.

He would become nervous and a blushing mess around you.

Even Whitebeard noticed.

Ace didn't , however.

He was never actually in love. He has had hookups , yes , but never a significant other. He didnt feel as if he deserved love.

But you made him feel like he did.

You were so sweet to him and would love him like he was your lover.

Marco , Thatch , and Izo would tease him about his little crush on you. Anytime they did , he denied it.

But Izo told you one day while you two were hanging out.

You told him that you felt the same way.

Izo and Thatch pushed you two together and got you both to confess in the kitchen

When you both confirmed that you were dating , the entire crew threw a party.

They just wanted an excuse to party. Sigh.

Flame Emperor: Sabo

Koala noticed before he did , but he noticed a bit after.

He chose not to act on it , however. He was too busy with the Revolutionary Army for a relationship.

But Koala was OBSESSED with the idea of you and him dating. She would continuously tell anyone who would listen about how much she shipped you and him.

She even told Dragon.

Dragon supports.

One day , Koala sets you two up in the kitchen of the current Revolutionary base.

She locks you both in there and leaves , waiting for you both to confess.

You confessed first because he wouldn't budge.

He told you he felt the same.

Hours after being locked in there , you both had fallen asleep together in the corner when Koala came to get you both.

She took pictures and showed them to Dragon.

Heavenly Demon: Donquixote Doflamingo

He knew he was obsessed with you. He always wanted you close , would kill anyone that was brave enough to confess to you , etc.

He's had many flings (men and women) , but he threw them away like they were toys.

But you were different to him.

You were headstrong , brave , and quite strong. It intrigued him.

How you held onto your dreams like they were part of the last meal you'd ever eat.

How you were so kind , even if he degraded you and hurt you.

You always came back.

One day , he called you to his throne room. While you sat in front of him , he offered you a place in the family as his Queen / King / Royal.

You weren't allowed to deny. If you said no , he would cut your head off. But you didn't even think of that.

You were in love with him too and told him so.

Now , you're the Queen / King / Royal of Dressrosa alongside your king , Doflamingo.

Corazon: Donquixote Rosinante

When you joined the Donquixote Family , he knew he had to get you out of there. Just like the children.

He normally wouldn't care about the others in the family because it wasn't his mission. However , your heart wasn't in the same place as theirs.

It intrigued him.

You were kind , smart , caring , and you took care of Baby 5 , Buffalo , and Law as if they were your own.

He immediately fell in love with you.

When taking Law away from Dressrosa , he took you with him and explained everything.

While Law slept on an island one day , he confessed his feelings to you by the fire he started.

He was red in the face and extremely nervous. He even lit himself on fire.

After dousing him in water , you told him you felt the same.

But smacked him and told him to be careful because he hurt himself.

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the-music-maniac · 4 months

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Not that I read mpreg all that often (not really my thing generally speaking) but I came across some "Sanji is pregnant" fics in the sanzo/zosan tag, and not nearly the same amount for Zoro. It got me thinking about the trope. I think the lack of Zoro fics here is a tragic oversight. I think we as a fandom are absolutely and tragically ignoring the potential comedy gold of Zoro being the one to be pregnant instead.

Because when people write Sanji, the general trend I'm seeing (upon scanning through some of the fics quickly) is that he's cautious about it. Conscientious, careful to make sure things are okay. Which - arguably I could see, Sanji is probably the more practical of the two (not by a whole lot but still)and he didn't have a good childhood. Sanji being pregnant is usually a fic about his heaps of parental issues, childhood trauma and angst - which is fun to read. It's good. It's amazing, even.

Zoro being pregnant is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT gonna be a COMEDY. We're talking about a man who once tried to fight Kuina holding like 20 bokkens. We're talking about a man who got stuck in wax and thought the reasonable solution was to cut off his legs.

The entire crew spends the next 9 months tearing their hair out, preventing Zoro from doing stupid shit (exhibit A: cutting off his own limbs). They spend the same amount of time trying to stop Luffy from gum-gum-grabbing Zoro and yeeting him anytime he needs to get them out of a sticky situation.

The crew (mostly Sanji) is on 24/7 prevent-zoro-from-drinking-alcohol duty (impossible). Chopper is constantly stressed in the later months cause no one puts it past Zoro to get lost somewhere, give birth out in the woods and come strolling back with a baby tucked under his arm. They have to start hiding Zoro's dumbbells.

Franky and Usopp design and build a nursery and spends the entire time suspiciously teary eyed. Sanji tries to pretend he's unaffected but spends an entire night creating a 9 month meal plan of all the nutrients Zoro and the baby are gonna need. Not even a day later, one of the crew finds him up at 2 am making a mountain of food because Zoro made the mistake of offhandedly mentioning he had particular pregnancy craving within earshot of Sanji. In the end Zoro has to sit on him to stop Sanji from running himself ragged.

Robin keeps spouting morbid childbirth facts and quotes from parental advice books in equal measure. Nami keeps going on shopping sprees for cute baby clothes and adding the cost of them to Zoro's debt. Brook keeps writing lullabies and trying to sing them to Zoro's stomach. Zoro 100% uses his pregnancy belly as an excuse to walk around without a shirt 24/7 without getting nagged.

Somehow word gets out that the famous pirate hunter Zoro is pregnant, and at the next big fight with the Marines, half the soldiers refuse to fight him and instead start telling him to sit down, take it easy, shouting advice at him etc. Etc. Zoro loses his shit a little bit and cuts their boat in half.

Mihawk, upon finding out, tells Zoro in no uncertain terms that that is his grandchild and he's expecting them to visit so he can meet the baby when they're born. Zoro vehemently denies that Mihawk is his father (he is). Zeff upon finding out, is almost as bad as Sanji when it comes to being a mother hen. Perona buys even more baby clothes for the baby. She buys one singular shirt for Zoro as a joke, and it coincidentally happens to be the exact same brand of "mama" crop top he was forced to wear in that one filler episode. Zoro tries to chuck it into the ocean (he fails).

I'm essentially saying it would be absolute chaos, and it would be the funniest thing I've ever read. 9 months of Marimo wrangling. Can you imagine the look on Zoro's face if one of the opponents he was fighting were to tell him that he's "glowing"?

PLEASE, I would actually wheeze myself to death. The best part is you can still have plenty of Sanji angst. He still has parental issues except now they're flavoured with "I'm not ready to be a father" and "I'm terrified I'm gonna become my biological sperm donor" and "please don't die because of childbirth complications, that happened to my mother(sort of, I know she died after but it kinda counts), and I can't handle that happening again to you". Lots of cute/tender moments of Zoro comforting and reassuring Sanji. We can even have Zoro angst. He probably views protecting his crew as the one and only job he's good for (not true but that's probably what he thinks). Not being able to fulfill that is probably not helping his self esteem, and that sense of uselessness warring with his need to protect the baby - but the contradictory thing here is that to protect the baby he HAS to sit back and let other people do that FOR him. That plus all the other restrictions, people treating him differently, but him at the same time refusing to view his own child as a weakness. Imagine the havoc that would wreak. Oh my god.

Y'all don't understand, I don't even read mpreg that often and yet this is literally my ideal fic HAHAAAAA

#we already know Zoro would be a good parent considering how he is with kids but pregnancy? different matter entirely #i don't know much about jimbei yet so sadly i can't write much about him feel free to comment any headcanons y'all come up with though #zosan #sanzo #zoro x sanji #roronoa zoro #black leg sanji #cat burglar nami #monkey d luffy #nico robin #op franky #op brook #god ussop #tony tony chopper #mpreg

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lyriumcoloredskies · 5 months

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Overdrive ft. (Law, Sanji, Zoro, Kid, Nami)

Pairing: Multi-character pairings ft. Law x Reader, Sanji x Reader, Zoro x Reader, Kid x Reader, Nami x Reader WC: 1.2k Summary: Things that drive the OP characters wild. CW: 18+ MDNI Suggestive but no smut, teasing, mild not very descriptive violence in Kid's, food and eating mention in Sanji's, swearing, reader is described with breasts, no beta. AN: I've gotten way sicker and I feel like a small sickly victorian child, hoping that the country air will help my ailment. D:

Trafalgar D. Water Law

"Let me whisper in your ear, tell you something you might like to hear"

It’s been hours since Law decided to hole up in his office, sinking all his attention into a thick medical textbook. He’s halfway through a page when he feels a pair of soft warm lips press onto his neck. Instantly he feels his body erupt into gooseflesh.

His breath catches in his throat when he feels your warm hands make their way across his sides, lifting his shirt, before caressing his bare chest. Your lips work their way up his neck, stamping his skin with searing hot kisses, the slight smacking noise sending tingles down the base of his spine. As you grow closer to his ear, Law can hear your soft breathing, the sound going straight to his groin. Law stifles a moan that threatens to escape his lips as your feverish tongue makes contact with his ear lobe, slowly trailing its way up the shell of his ear. The obscene wet noises near his ear sends static through his brain, down his spine, and straight to his cock which continues to grow hard at your teasing. “How about you take a break?” you whisper before pinching his left nipple with one of your roaming hands, the other finding its way down his happy trail. Law quickly realizes he has no choice but to oblige.

Vinsmoke Sanji

"With the taste of a poison paradise, I'm addicted to you"

For the last few weeks, dinner has proven to be a difficult time for Sanji. It isn’t because he’s hit a creative slump with recipes or because he has to fight off a hungry Luffy from sneaking snacks. His troubles all stem from a certain other crew member – you. Sanji’s grip on his cutlery tightens as you let out a practically pornographic moan the moment a bite of his Poulet a la Provencal hits your tongue. You let out a few more obscene noises as you chew. Sanji swears the room is spinning. “Sanji~ this tastes divine, the chicken is so moist! And this sauce is just orgasmic~” you sigh out before dipping your finger in said sauce. Sanji nearly drops his fork as he watches your pink tongue dart out to lick off some of the sauce from the digit before you suckle it clean. Sanji thickly swallows at the sight, “A-ah thank you for the compliment y/n-swan!”. You let out a giggle before returning your attention back to your plate. Sanji is suddenly aware of how hot the room is and how tight his pants feel. Sanji tries to compose himself, taking a few deep breaths before returning to his own plate in front of him. He gets a few bites in before he nearly chokes on a piece of chicken when he feels a roaming foot caressing his inner thigh, he looks up only to catch your seductive gaze, a teasing smile plastered on your lips. Dinner would be another torturous affair.

Roronoa Zoro

"Girl you look so good, won't you back that ass up?"

Zoro loses count of his reps for the third time this workout. It’s been this way for the last few months. He would start his workouts with the full intent of giving everything he had, only for his eyes to wander, watching as the sweat traces a path down your body. Today was no different. His eyes graze over the curves of your butt as you work on your squats in front of him. Your muscles shake in effort as you let out several loud breaths. The entire thing turns Zoro on, his grey sweatpants no longer doing a good job at hiding his erection. He watches for a few more moments, carefully palming his length over his sweatpants. That’s when he sees you stutter a little bit in your last set. His body moves instinctively, stepping closer to you, your body only a few inches from pressing into his as he hovers his arms near the barbell bar. “Here, let me spot you” Zoro grumbles out. You give him a nod, adjusting your stance and grip. Zoro dutifully watches as you go in for another squat, only for your tight ass to brush Zoro’s erection as you went down and came back up. The pressure causes a filthy moan to rip out of Zoro’s mouth. In his embarrassment he can see you look back at him, a knowing smirk on your face. He had fallen right into your trap.

Eustass Kid

"She's hatin' 'cause I'm up and you can tell on her face"

Kid sits sprawled out in a booth with Killer on his right. His crew sits around him, everyone occupying nearby tables with a plethora of drinks flowing between them. He’s only half paying attention to Killer before their conversation is interrupted by a woman sliding up on his left side. He doesn’t bother to pay her any attention as she presses her hand to his chest and whispers in his ear asking if he would like some company. He waits patiently, secretly growing excited for what was to come. That’s when he hears you slam two mugs of beer on the table, liquid sloshing out everywhere. You were back from your run to the bartender. “Get the fuck off of my man you fucking whore!” you snarl out as you reach for the woman, grabbing her by the hair as you rip her off of Kid. There it was. Kid feels the first rush of blood to his cock as the atmosphere becomes fueled by adrenaline. The woman screams obscenities at you, flailing helplessly, while the crew eggs you on by yelling out vulgar encouragement. The whole scene turns him on, and he soon finds himself rock hard as he watches you throw the woman out the bar door. Your face is thunderous as you stomp back, gnashing out the crudest angry words at the woman’s gall. You don’t skip a beat as you down whatever was left in both the beer mugs before sliding into your rightful spot next to him, smashing your lips into his in a forceful hungry kiss. Fuck, Kid loved when you got possessive.

Nami

"I'm the First Lady of Juicy Couture, got a little cash now so the skirt is Dior"

Nami’s smile hasn’t left her face since she ushered you into the women’s dormitory, her arms overflowing with her latest clothing haul. “Y/n-chan~ you have to try these on! I picked them out just for you!” she says, pushing the bags into your arms. She relishes in the way heat takes over your cheeks as your eyes widen at the amount of shopping bags, clearly flattered at Nami's generous gesture. Despite your bashful look, you don’t say no to Nami’s demands, quickly stepping behind the changing screen in the corner of the room. Nami’s eyes trace over your shadowed figure behind the screen as you peel off every bit of your clothing, heat rushes to her core. “N-Nami? A-are you sure you handed me the right bag?” you ask, your voice full of anxiety. Nami is patient, flooding you with words of encouragement. She’s rewarded when you step out from the screen. Your body barely covered by the most vulgar bikini money could buy. Nami’s eyes greedily soak up the sight of your breasts, spilling out over the small triangle top, your hard nipples barely covered. You’re so cute as you fidget in the bikini, your face red in embarrassment. “D-does it look g-good Nami?” “Hmm it looks okay, but I bet it looks better on the floor.” One outfit down, 26 more to go.

#fanfic #one piece #sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji #roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #trafalgar law #law x reader #eustass kid #kid x reader #nami #nami x reader

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fanaticsnail · 2 months

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Shameless: 2/3

Masterlist Here, Part 1 Here

Word Count: 6,901

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Synopsis: Your shamelessness has gotten you in trouble with your captain, Trafalgar Law. When he sent you to your workshop, the last thing you expected was to welcome the foreign captain into your personal space. Bonding over tinkering, you learn more about a man who you reciprocates your shameless flirtations.

Notes: And just like that, part 2 is done! Sorry for the wait, but had to ensure language was perfect. First time writing for Kid split into two parts - 12,195 words (what is wrong with me).

Themes: NSFW language, flirtatious conversation, grinding against a wall, kissing, biting, licking, mentions of missing limbs, mentions of scars, shamelessness, Kid likes you, soft moments, mostly flirting, heart-pirate!reader x captain!kid, afab!reader but can be read as gn.

Tag List: @sordidmusings @feral-artistry @writingmysanity @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @cinnbar-bun

Song suggestion: What it is - Doechii

“Gah,” you scolded yourself, kicking the leg of your workbench, “I-... I am an idiot. Why am I like this?” you clapped your hands over your eyes, dragging your skin down beneath your fingertips to hide your embarrassment. You had finally found a man who was everything you were looking for, depicting your attraction to him by flirting hard with him in front of your crew. Perhaps you had come on too strong. Perhaps he found your words too vulgar, too provocative in nature to depict your incessant need for him.

You picked up your wrench and began tightening several bolts and screws attached to your latest project, ensuring everything was ready to be examined by your captain. The heat of the office became too much for you, prompting you to unzip your boiler suit and remove your arms from the sleeves, tying them around your waist to secure them in place. Grasping your heavy, woven gloves, you tightened the straps around your forearms and scoffed at your idiocy further.

“I can see why Law wanted to hide me away,” you uttered, picking up your arc welding torch and face shield, “I am an embarrassment to him and my crew.” You flicked on your speaker, melodies and harmonies roaring to life at high volume. You sighed, flicking down your mask and igniting the tip of your tool to begin welding metals together.

The music and sparking metal disguised the opening and closing of your workshop door, the looming figure of Eustass Kid’s shadowy approach ignited its silhouette and hid it from your masked view. You muttered beneath your mask as you whipped the tool away from your project, smothering the flame while twirling the wrench in your non-dominant hand.

As the melody swelled, you sang along to the lyrics and augmented your voice while tightening your newly molded bolt to ensure it was secured in place. You raised your mask over your head, plonking it down while gathering your augmented goggles to ensure your work was appropriately executed. Without turning your focus from your project, you reached behind you and began tapping your desk with splayed fingertips to search for your hammer and wire brush.

Kid watched as you expertly twirled the tools between your four covered fingers while throwing your brush in a juggling flourish to your non-dominant hand. He was left standing dumbstruck in awe at every flex of your bare back muscles, every expert touch, every hyper-focussed gaze and how your diaphragm belted the melody in perfect time and tonality. He had every intention of taking Law up on the offer of watching you work, while he used the time to taunt you with the fact he knew he could do your job better.

As he found himself watching the rhythm you set for yourself with your expertise and precision, he was left feeling a foreign swell within his chest once again. You had been shamelessly flirting with him earlier, in such a way that initially startled and enraged him. He couldn’t believe you would risk insulting him in front of your own captain, let alone the danger that came with his own pirate crew.

He continued to watch you work with your hands to create a masterpiece of mechanical art, both dangerous and violent in nature - his attention was captured completely. You were focussed, your hands tearing through metal and sifting through bolts with practiced precision. His eyes were truly held hostage, shamelessly raking over your body and unable to rip themselves away. You were perfect.

Would you look as focussed on him as he rammed his cock in your mouth? Or perhaps your brows would elevate and lips curl in bliss while he harshly snaps his hips against yours to chase your mutual ecstasy. Would your words only get more filthy the more he fucks you? Or would they turn into mewling gasps and keening groans as he demonstrated just how many settings his mechanical arm had. At that thought, he glanced down to his metallic limb, his index finger and thumb clenching together as he thought on it further.

Did you find his severed limb repulsive? You made no complaint while his prosthetic hand was circling your neck and caging you beneath it. In fact, you looked eager to receive such a violent touch from him. Your lust was depicted all over your face, never once breaking your eyes from seeking his own. You could have anyone you want, looking the way you do. Why him? Did you want him, or were you simply using him to satiate your own unbridled curiosity?

He was so caught up in his own unhinged and perverse thoughts, he never noticed you turning around and silently gasping in shock. You become immediately lost in the fact the man you were just fantasizing about was standing in your personal workshop, distracted by his metal arm by his side. You cautiously placed your tools down on your workbench, removing the heavy gloves from your hands, and leant your hips back against your desk. You hooked your ankles, crossing your arms over your chest and allowed yourself the luxury of examining him further.

The music continued to blast over the speakers, the song switching to the next with a slow fade and swell into its crescendoed beginning. Kid slowly drew his eyes away from his arm, startling himself by meeting with your eyes baring directly into his own. You flicked off the music with your index finger before relacing your arms within each other once again. You both fell into an awkward silence, neither of you truly knowing what to say to one another.

“Here to watch the show,” you broke the silence with the flirtatious hum of your voice, “Or to make good on your threat of a good time?”

Kid continued to be held in perplexed silence, allowing you to study his body a little further. ‘Captain Kid,’ you repeated in your mind. This man was a skilled captain, one your own captain deemed worthy enough to form an alliance with. You would love to get to know him further, but all thoughts swirling within your mind were as filthy as back bog water.

“They mutually exclusive?” his smirk quirked at the corner, his vibrant lip paint decorating his lips with a partially glossy sheen, “And what happened to you calling me ‘Sir’?”

“You’re in my space,” you shrugged, pouting your lips and elevating your brows, “If anything, you should be calling me ‘Sir’ in here.”

“Ooh,” he taunted with a harsh and low growl, “Cocky in your workshop, are you?” he taunted you, his tone dripping with feigned fear. His smile only grew further up his face at your agitation rising on your features, “Apologies, Sir. Didn’t mean to interrupt your concentration, Sir.”

You scoffed, unlacing your hands and allowing Kid to get a proper look at your exposed flesh. His breath hitched, catching completely within his throat as he allowed the swell within his chest to grow deeper. Your brow arched up, allowing yourself the same luxury of ogling his body with your eyes while gripping the counter behind you.

“Gonna stop spurting filth at me, then?” Kid whispered before he could stop the words from leaving his lip, “Or are you as provocative with every Nakama meeting with your crew?” You rolled his questions over your mind.

“I’ll grant you a partial ‘yes’ and ‘no’ to both questions,” you shrugged, hands still clutching the bench behind you for support, “I am known for my vulgarity, but I do have the ability to behave when asked nicely.” Kid hummed in response, choosing to not engage with the conversation further than that. His heavy boots wove past you, his focus now switching to your project behind you.

“Wanna tell me ‘bout this?” he tapped the larger, steel barrel of the base of your project. You rotated your neck, feeling a click relieve itself within the rotation.

“It’s Project Battle-Surge,” you hummed, turning and walking away from your workbench, “Been at it for a little while now, and I’ve almost got him ready.”

“Him?” he furrowed his brows, sparing a small glance your way, noticing your focus was on his metal harm hanging limply by his left side, “Alright, Sunshine. I’ll make you a deal. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” You snapped your eyes up to meet with his, watching as he bobbed his chin to shift your focus back onto his mechanical arm.

“You’ll tell me about how it was made? Show me how it works?” You asked him, your eyes widening and smile elevating to showcase your wonderment. He chuckled at your tone, his own eyes darting over to your own mechanical project longingly.

“Show you?” he scoffed, glancing over to the project behind you, “Baby, if that thing is what I think it is: I’ll take the damn thing off for you and let you have a turn.”

“There you go again; threatening me with a good time,” you cooed flirtatiously at him, testing his boundaries by brushing your fingertips along the flesh of his right arm from his elbow to his fingers. You removed your hand from his, placing it on your project, “I’m willing to talk to you about him. He’s forged for war: hopefully going to function as both a sentinel tool, and a suit of wearable armor. Just trying to come up with a name for him that’s not just ‘Total BS’.”

Kid’s roar of laughter ricocheted around the room, pumping your chest with the fluttering wings of butterflies and a flush to rise to swell your cheeks. After he stifled his cackle, he shook his head and cradled his head in the flesh of his palm.

“No, no. That’s perfect. ‘Total BS’,” he reached up to his shoulders, removing his weighty jacket and placing it on your workbench. His bare skin was exposed to you, the trail of scars running from his face down his neck, to his absent arm, down his chest and stomach holding you hostage, “I love it, truly. A perfect name for a perfect creation. Definitely deserves a little bit of knowledge about my arm.” He maneuvered his mechanical arm, flexing the wired muscles within and he began removing the straps holding it in place.

“Didn’t expect to be doin’ this today. Don’t normally enjoy takin’ the damn thing off and on again,” his brow focussed, teeth clenching as he sucked in a strained breath while removing the prosthetic limb from his stumped flesh, “But I think you’ll get a kick outta it.”

For each spurt of ‘Total BS’ from you, Kid would reflect knowledge about his mechanical arm. As you powered your mechanical man on, Kid showcased how to use his arm; how he tended to it and kept it in top condition.

As the minutes turned into hours, your buzzed rapport continued to get more and more excitable. You felt both on edge and at ease beside him, both as passionate about this particular interest as the other was. Your brilliant and enthusiastic smiles were reflected within one anothers, both allowing the giddiness to rise within you and prolong discussion about your mechanical wonders.

All of the questions were ‘the right ones’, all of the excitement was founded in ‘the right places’. You both felt drawn into each other, leaning into each other's warmth; your bare flesh brushing with his as if you’d known him for a lifetime. As you sat with Kid’s dismembered prosthetic in your lap, fawning over the intricate designs and pieces; he was just as enamored by the large suit of armor you had skillfully created.

He snuck a few hidden and weighted glances at you, heart swelling with longing. He craved how you’d feel beneath his hand, how you’d taste on his tongue beneath his painted lips. He felt his body draw itself closer to yours in each passing moment, as a magnet collided and stuck against a metallic force. He wanted you so desperately, he could barely contain his incessant need for you.

You stood, bending over to lift the heavy arm and place it down on your workbench - Kid’s eyes shamelessly following the plump curvature of your covered ass as you stooped. The material of your boiler suit dipped seductively with every step, Kid’s dangerous swelling growl beginning to click and crackle in his chest the longer he stared at you. You hummed thoughtfully, finally completely understanding the concept of his arm, picking up a polishing cloth and shining lacquer.

“It looks like you haven’t taken it apart and re-welded the underbolts for a little while,” you added with a frown while poking at the bolt with your prongs, “Did you want me to take them off, clean it up a little bit,” you waved the towel, flicking it out to ensure it was clean and sanitary, “I could solder it back together for you when I’m done, if you want.”

Kid was startled, his loud voice no longer gracing the air with its presence. Being met with his silence, you turned around to face him, cocking your head to the side as you studied his face. His expression was not easy for you to read, vacant with a small aura of violent aggression rising in his eyes. Reading it as cause for offense from one tinkerer to another, you quickly straightened your stance, holding your hands out and frantically waving them in front of you.

“No, no, no! I didn’t mean to offend you” you attempted to suck back in your words, desperately craving to build your rapport with this tinkerer-captain you had grown to admire, “I just figured, since you’re in my workshop, I’d offer my body to be put to good use for you.” At that comment, you mentally slapped yourself for your unintentional double-meaning.

He straightened his spine, swooping forwards and lumbering his hulking form over your smaller body, caging you beneath his powerful aura. You squeaked out a small, shocked peep when he grasped your left arm within his right palm, thumb, and large fingers. Stooping forward, he forced his forehead to forge against your own and pushed your body backwards until your bare flesh met with the cool of the metal wall.

“You want me to put your body to good use?” he hissed out a low growl through clenched teeth, “You got it, Sunshine.”

Without a further word, Kid surged his face forwards and claimed your parted lips with his own. There was no subtlety, no timidness, and absolutely no hesitation to be found against his lips. His body burned with violent passion and intensity, brows furrowing and sucking in a harsh inhale of sharpened breath through his pointed nose.

His teeth bit and bruised your bottom lip, tongue pushing past your lips and dominating yours without restraint. He raked his tongue sloppily against your own, sliding it throughout every inch of your parted lips you exposed to him. You responded to his unrestrained passion by hooking your arms around his thick neck, weaving your fingers in his red hair.

Stapling your hips with his own, you felt deliciously hopeless and caged between his body and the metallic surface of the Polar Tang’s steel walls. You tilted your head up, allowing him to claim all of you he wanted to with his lips, body, and desperately grasping hand. Angling his stumped arm against the wall, he dragged his fingers harshly down your bicep and halted at your hips. He aggressively circled his arm behind your waist and violently clamped his fingers and thumb over the bone of your hip and hoisted you effortlessly within the air.

You parted your legs and hooked them over his hips, your feet joining at the ankles to anchor your body against his. He growled against your lips, nipping harshly at the corner of your mouth and jaw; before leaving a fluttering trail of crimson lip-paint and pinching bruises down your neck to your rapidly beating pulse. You gasped as he clamped his lips, teeth and tongue over your flesh - whimpering as a particularly harsh bite found purchase against your neck, prompting your eyes to flutter shut.

Crying out your desperate longing for him had a rumbling chuckle vibrating against your neck. Every action he surged against you had your craving for more of his unwithheld brutality, both satisfied in receiving his touch and longing for more he could give to you. He rolled his hips against your own, feeling the growing hardness produced beneath his leathery pants.

Your thoughts became more filthy the longer you focussed on what more he was hiding away from you, prompting you to grind your covered body against his own in response. Kid groaned, rutting into your body further by pressing you into the wall to inhibit your ability to do anything other than take what he was giving to you. Opening your eyes, you glanced down at his face as he began to nip and suck at your collar bone.

The scars reflected silver within the darkening hum of false, electrical light. His eyes were closed and brow deep in concentration as he focussed on marking you with his mouth. You followed the trail of his scar down his neck to his shoulder, mapping your way down to his absent left arm. Every part of him was beautiful to you, the lightning marks of heavy violence depicted on his flesh showcasing how much he endured in his past - and how strong he was to overcome it.

Sensing your shift in focus, Kid halted his marking and looked up into your eyes, noticing their fixation being solely on his missing limb. He sucked in a deep, angry breath through his grimacing teeth and his brow slunk lower in agitation.

“You that bothered by a missin’ arm, Sunshine?” he growled through clenched teeth, your eyes immediately snapping over to meet with his own, “And here I thought you liked me.” Your pupils were blown with lust, lips parted and panting and cheeks flushed with a rising warm heat.

Without hesitation, you slowly revealed your tongue to him and used the pointed tip to lick a long stripe up his scarred flesh. Refusing to tear your eyes away from his, you swirl your tongue against his skin and map the scar with your mouth in open and passionate kisses. Once making your way up his bicep and neck, you pressed a chaste and playful kiss against his scarred cheek quickly with a smile.

“Not at all disturbed,” you chirped happily with a flutter of your half-hooded eyelashes, “I like you,” you angled your head, brushing the tip of your nose with his own, “And I am prepared to show you how much I admire every inch of you you’re willing to share with me.” Eustass Kid gulped a dry swallow of air in an attempt to return the saliva to his mouth.

“F-Fuck,” Kid gasped, awestruck by your promiscuity and provocation alongside your cheerful disposition. You giggled at him, pressing another hasty kiss against his scarred cheek, trailing a flutter of your lips over his injured eye and back down his face again to the corner of his lips.

“If we start this,” he began, gaining your attention back on him, “You’ll tell me to stop if you can’t handle it, won’t ya?” he whispered against your lips, anchoring his hips against yours to pin you in place while retracting his hand from your waist to caress your cheek. He bore his intense auburn eyes into yours, angrily growling, “Answer me.”

Your eyes widened, lips falling apart in shock. Pulling your face away from his, you unwove your fingers from his hair and secured them against his shoulders, leaning your face and nuzzling it into his calloused palm.

“Yes, Sir,” you whispered against his palm, pressing a gentle kiss against the warm center of his hand, “But understand this,” you cautioned him, eyes turning serious as you met with his own, “There’s a lot I can take before I’d ever dream of telling you to stop.”

Eustass Kid groaned at your words, hunching forward to sink his teeth once more against your clavicle. He knit his fingers against the base of your hair, tugging it back to expose more of your flesh while rutting his hips against yours. You mewled for him, taking each violent act of unbridled passion as it came from the hulking figure between your thighs. Each cruel bite, lick, suck and kiss burnt heavenly against your skin; pumping your blood to elevate your pulse with every ministration from Kid.

As he licked a dangerous and intentional stripe along the crevice of your cleavage, tracing the curvature of your breasts with the tip of his tongue; the speakers roared to life with Trafalgar Law’s bored voice depicting orders through the powered system.

“All crews and captains return to the top deck. We’ve docked, mealtime set and are waiting. Come and get it.”

Both you and Kid groaned in frustrated unison, feeling as pent up in lust as one another. You hooked your arms over his shoulders, pulling him desperately closer to your body while pressing heated kisses against his temple and hairline. He panted, enjoying each moment he spent within your arms and between your legs.

Whether he was ready to admit it or not, Eustass Kid had not experienced such a willing and enthusiastic lover to welcome him between their parted thighs in such a long time. The way your chest heaved with panted breath, your lips hungrily seeking out more of his skin, while your fingernails raked down his exposed flesh had his breath hitching and blood rushing to every crevice of his body. He was reveling in each moment you granted him - every worshipful touch, and every kiss you peppered him with.

He could not comprehend how someone so intelligent, someone so skilled with their craft, clung to him with such lustful passion. If given enough time, he could truly see himself partnered with such a person as you. A fellow tinkerer; a person as nasty as he was with vulgar language and promiscuous expression.

“We gotta stop, Sunshine,” Kid growled into your jawline, pressing his lips to vibrate against your jugular, “C’mon, your captain’s given’ ya orders.”

“And here you were offering me an out, Sir,” you gasped, tracing his cheek with your parted lips and playfully nipping at his cheek with your teeth, “Do you want to stop?”

He groaned again in frustration at your words, eyes rolling back in his skull while he attempted to harbor his restraint. He pressed a dangerous roll of his hips against your own, testing both his and your willingness to part from one another. As you mewled a cry of his name, he truly realized he was the one that needed to break off this encounter with you, in favor of maintaining his Nakama with the two crews.

“Are you that shameless you’ll make me be the one to call off this little tryst to bring you to dinner?” He growled, tugging on your hair to withdraw your lips from their lustful attack on his painted skin.

“Yes,” you gasped out, grinding your hips down onto his hardening cock beneath his tight pants. He groaned both in frustration at your admission, alongside the fact he truly did not want to part from his place between your legs to attend something as boring as a formal dinner.

“Fucking hell, Sunshine,” he cursed at you, biting at the flesh of your neck while grinding his hips up into yours, “At this rate, I’d take you to dinner just to fuck you on the dining table in front of everyone.”

“Please,” your begging tone cried for him. His eyes widened in shock, tearing his face away from your skin to glare at you. He was perplexed, unsure if you were truly begging for him here and now, or if you wanted him to claim you in front of the three crews engaging together.

“Are you that shameless? You’d let me claim you in public like that?” he groaned into you, his grimace splitting his face in a puzzled expression.

“Honey,” you spoke, your voice cutting through the air like a guillotine with its precise clarity, “I’d likely tell Bepo to run first, but my crew already knows how much of a freak I am,” you surged forward, a playful nip pressed against the tip of his nose, “It’s your crew I’d worry about. Also, the Straw-Hats,” you confessed, pressing a trail of kisses against his temple, cheek and corner of his lips, “But I have demonstrated my incessant shamelessness to them in the past.”

Eustass Kid saw red. He, immediately, felt a surge of need to understand exactly what you had showcased to the Straw-Hat crew prior. If it was the flirty chef, that was fine by him - that blond flirts with everything that moves. He had even witnessed him flirt with a feminine-shaped tree in encounters past. If it was the green-haired swordsman who felt your touch, experienced your lips against his own - that was something else entirely.

“Who,” his gruff growl through clenched teeth hissed at you. You took your bottom lip between your teeth, feeling the ignition in dangerous passion within the taut flex of his muscular shoulders. After taking a moment to collect your swirling thoughts, too wrapped in the feeling of Kid’s scorched flesh pressing against your own, you uttered your answer to him.

“Roronoa Zoro,” you gasped, soothing your fingertips against his shoulders and holding him firmly against yourself. You felt the swell of jealousy form within Kid’s biceps, trapping you beneath them by caging you further against the wall. He thrust his body forwards, his lips colliding with the sensitive flesh of your shoulder and clamping his teeth down in a punishing brutality.

“It was only one time,” You cried out, pain melding into pleasure at his rough bite.

“And I’ll make you forget all about the one time when it’s my cock splitting you open,” he growled against your neck, his tongue darting out to soothe over the vicious mark he claimed against your skin, “You’ll likely forget how to walk, too. Gonna need to be carried everywhere.”

“You offering?” you managed to gasp, feeling Kid’s lips travel higher up your neck to trace the trail of lip paint and bruises back up to meet with your lips. As he continued to bruise you with his passionate and violent kisses, the powered system roared to life with another dictation from your captain.

“Once again: All crew and captains are required above deck for meal time. Final warning.”

Kid’s rumbled growl vibrated your skin beneath his lips, his hips pinning you completely against the wall once more as he argued with himself whether he truly desired tearing himself away from you in this moment, or claim you completely within his arms. Should he not conclude the pleasantries with the two crews, would it truly mean the end of an alliance between the three ships?

“Dinner first,” his voice reverberated its rumble against your flesh, “fucking after.” You whined at his promising confession, squeezing his hips between the firm grip of your thighs.

“Promises, promises,” you gasped your irritation, as you allowed him to shepherd your feet to the ground with his right arm. He groaned his own annoyance into your cheek, kneading the flesh of your waist once more within his palms.

He looked down at your body. He admired the art he had created on your flesh: marks of his trailing lip paint emphasizing every bite and kiss he had bruised against your skin. As his eyes met with yours once more, he witnessed the depiction of his future within their rotund irises. He found you incredibly beautiful, every aspect of you flawless in make.

“By my side for dinner?” his brow cocked up at his request, his fingertips locating his heavy coat alongside his prosthetic limb. As he equipped himself with both objects, you adjusted your uniform over your shoulders and zipped up your boiler uniform.

“Your side?” you asked him, turning to face him. Your fingertips found his collar, adjusting the fabric against his throat, “You think you could pry me off your lap to simply sit beside you?”

Although remaining stoic externally, Eustass Kid was enthusiastically screaming internally. He couldn’t believe your willingness to be by his side: A Heart-Pirate crewman showcasing their lust for a foreign pirate captain they had only just met. Although only spending a few hours together, Kid never wanted to part from you. He was already formulating bribes he could pay Law with to buy your loyalty away from him.

As your eyes once again met with his, he realized there was truly nothing he could find, buy, or create to pry you from your crew. You were theirs, but he wanted you so desperately to be his.

You drew your thumb up to his lips, soothing over the smeared paint in an attempt to fix its smudge to rejoin his lips instead of spilling over his lips. You bit your lip and furrowed your brow in concentration while joining your other hand on his face to fix his skin and hair. He chuckled at your fruitless attempt, raising his right hand to brush over your cheek in an almost loving gesture - pulling you from your concentration.

“Don’t fuss so much,” he purred down at you, raking his index finger from your high cheek bone to the corner of your lips, “Let ‘em know.” As you were about to reciprocate your desire for him back into his face, Law’s frustrated growl cut over the speakers once more to alert you of further instruction.

“Can the tinkerer of the Heart-Pirates and the captain of the Kid-Pirates return above deck for the evening meal now.”

Both you and Kid laughed while hastily adjusting your uniform back over your shoulders, his clothes and his mechanical arm to fix once more on his own bodies. As you approached the door, you were momentarily held in perplexed shock at the extension of Kid’s right hand reaching out to collect your left within. He glanced at you from the corner of his eye, desperately seeking out one more moment of your touch against his flesh.

You smiled down at the floor, bashfully smoothing the fingers of your left hand within Kid’s right and allowing him to lead you above deck. You both hoped this meal would be as brief as it could for you to find yourselves clutching at each other’s flesh once more.

As you approached the upper deck, you witnessed the amount of effort thrust into the air at the rambunctious dining experience provided for you. Rows of collaborative seats and dining settings were ornately decorated, shined silverware Law hid away for special occasions were set perfectly in front of each of the crewmen awaiting your presence. You sheepishly met your eyes with your captain’s, the swell of disappointed disdain present within the yellowed irises.

Apprehensively, Kid released your hand from his, he marched over to find his place amongst his own crew and the two other captains, leaving you to to fall in line with your own crewmen. Although words of spoken intentions requesting you by his side for dinner, as soon as your eyes met with the amber hue of Trafalgar Law’s abrasive agitation, you decided immediately against it.

Sitting between Shachi and Ikkaku, opposite from Bepo and Penguin, you felt their eyes burning into your marked flesh. You chose not to speak, keeping your eyes fixed on your captain as he elevated his tankard - relaying a long winded toast to the three crews meeting. You elected to not engage with the gestures attempting to wave you away from your concentration from Ikkaku, Shachi and Penguin. You were the picture of innocence and obedience, refusing to tear your eyes away from your captain as he continued on with his speech.

Law’s eyes met with yours, briefly trailing down your face, neck and torso to follow the bites and lip-paint from the foreign captain plastered vibrantly against your skin. You smiled up at him, the picture of angelic and sinless appearance as he stuttered over his final words of the speech.

“May our three crews find balance and harmony over these upcoming weeks,” he concluded, elevating his tankard and prompting the crews to do the same, “Now let’s eat.”

“Yes to food!” Luffy cried in glee, enthusiastically piling an assortment of meat onto his tray at the final utterance of Law’s speech. You refused to meet your crewman’s eyes, turning to Bepo and asking him to pass you the pressed, buttery, herbed potatoes; as if it was the most natural and normal thing in the world.

After you all began gathering elements of your meal on the plate in front of you, you felt multiple eyes fixed on your body from all sides: your crewmates with their questions pushing against the walls of their lips threatening to break through like water through a dam wall. Zoro, with a wide smirk showcased on his lips and eyes narrowed in on the marks, also held unspoken commentary he desired to tease you with. Your Captain’s brimming intensity fuelling the ignition of rage beneath his features prompted your silence to remain exactly that. Silence.

Whereas Eustass Kid, sitting beside his loyal first-mate and the other two captains, sought out your eyes to ask unspoken questions he craved the answers for. The one at the forefront of his mind was: “Do you wish to continue?”

In lieu of providing an exchange of words or gestures to those around you, you coyly flicked at your plate with the silvery fork; humming along to the melody formerly blaring from your workshop speakers. Seeking out a slice of the pressed potato in your fork, you slid it onto your fork before wrapping your lips over the crisped edges.

You continued to hum while eating your meal, shoulders dancing in a subtle shake in approval while you chewed your food. Aside from your upbeat humming, you consumed your meal in silence while your closest friends attempted to seek out your attention with their eyes - pleading to be privy of the happenings occurring behind closed doors.

“You’re really not going to say anything? Not even a denial of ‘nothing happened’, or a small ‘It was good’ if something did?” Ikkaku whined at you, leaning forward on the heel of her palm and pouting her lips into her skin, “After all that, nothing?” You sighed, placing down your utensils on the table and seeking out your napkin to clean your face.

“Nothing happened,” you shrugged with your lips pursing. You took a moment's pause, allowing a delightful shudder of the memory of what occurred a few moments prior. You picked up your fork and placed your utensil within your lips before removing it with a quick ‘pop’, uttering, “ And it was good,” you sarcastically reflected back to Ikkaku. She scoffed, toying with her own plate of food with her lips curling up at the corner.

“You climb him like a tree?” Shachi grunted out, mid-bite of a roasted carrot. You giggled out a string of quiet laughter while shaking your head.

“Didn’t get the chance to,” you shrugged after finishing with your laughter, “Can you pass the meat?” Penguin elevated the tray of meat, your fingers brushing against one another as he passed the tray to you.

“Gagged, choked, and flogged?” Penguin attempted to disguise his question with a gruff cough, hiding his blush from view with the shadow of his cap. Your lips cracked into a large grin, again shaking your head at the question.

“Thank you, Penguin,” you uttered, taking the tray and placing a few pieces of meat on your plate, “And I wish.” You passed the tray on to Bepo, who hungrily piled several pieces onto his plate before passing the empty plate onto the bench behind him.

“Then what did you do?” Ikkaku asked, her elevated voice woven with exasperation. Zoro’s attention never left your body, only pausing to raise his sake bottle to his lips as he read your lips of every confession.

“We talked shop,” you shrugged, your fingers grasping the tongs within the plate of fried broccolini, fishing out several pieces of the wilted vegetable and placed it on your plate, “He’s an incredibly skilled craftsman, and it was a delight to hear him speak about his passions while sharing mine.”

“Bet that’s not all he shared of yours,” Ikkaku muttered under her breath, raising her fork to her lips with a knowing smirk, “Your neck looks like an animals been at it.”

“Yeah,” you sighed with a whimsical longing falling from your lips, swooning at the amount of marks Eustass Kid had littered your body with his passionately violent embrace. Your crewmen burst into an uproar of contagious laughter, prompting Zoro and Nami to follow suit once your hushed conversation was relayed to one another.

After you all conclude with your meals, the conversations float to the next time you all get to sing, dance and drink with one another, before you witness Eustass Kid rising to his feet. The chef of the Straw-Hat crew had only just begun serving dessert for the three Nakama crews, but this did little to halt the departure of the captain of the Punk-Rock from his place at the table.

Without meeting your eyes with his, you rose to your feet and placed your silverware atop your emptied dining plate and dusted off your thighs while straightening your uniform. You turned to where Trafalgar Law was sitting on the table, giving him a low bow: wordlessly questioning whether it would be permitted to be excused. Elevating your eyes while rising from your stoop, Law’s blushing cheeks and gritted teeth shook alongside his head with a curt, and swift, nod in affirmation. You took a moment to stifle the rising squeal of joy in your chest, before turning to address your ‘brothers in arms.’

“Goodnight, crew,” you turned to wink at Ikkaku before adding, “Talk to you in the morning, if I manage to find a leg to stand on.”

As you walked over to the archway of the Polar Tang, you halted and waited for the heavy bootsteps falling behind your own. At the jangle of metal belt-chains, the weighted thump of shoes and the subtle purred growl of the captain of the Victoria Punk stalking behind you, your shoulders shuddered in anticipation. You felt the subtle pull from his metallic left arm caging your waist within its iron grip, pulling you to face him against his torso, while simultaneously leading you back to your workshop below decks.

Both of you were buzzing with giddy lust simmering within your chests, swelling with the rise of passionate desperation for one another. You giggled, reaching down to touch the cool metal claiming your waist within its circular grasp.

“Are you that keen on me that you couldn’t finish your dessert, Sir?” you quirked your head to the side, noticing Eustass Kid’s predatory grin penetrating your flesh beneath its searing intensity.

“Why would I eat something artificially sweet when I can eat you?” he purred, his head waving to the side as he leant down into your ear, licking the outer shell, before uttering, “Gotta see how loud I can make you scream while I trap your pretty cunt against my face.” He lovingly reached his right hand down to claim your left, elevating it to his lips and gently brushing his painted lips over your knuckles, “You think your neck is the only place I’d be keen on licking, biting and kissing?”

Where Kid expected to be greeted with a squeak at his vulgarity, he was met with a similar amount of crass speech. Your eyes innocently triangulated between his own, fluttering down to meet with his lips before focussing back on his auburn irises.

“You think I’d happily sit still on your face?” you sung your intentions to him with a musical tone, “Not while I’ve got a whole throbbing and hard cock in need of my attention below your pants,” you fluttered your eyes down to his belt before slowly raking your eyes up his chest to find residency on his face.

Gauging his reaction, you continued uttering your vulgarity sweetly up at him, brushing your fingers over his jawline and trailing them down his exposed chest. Your eyes followed your fingers, gleefully swooning at the elevation of puckered flesh shuddering to life beneath your gentle touch.

“The real question is: should I take your belt off with my fingers, or would you prefer I use my teeth, Sir?” you halted your touch, your eyes snapping back up to gaze longingly into Eustass Kid’s auburn eyes.

“T-The fuck did you just say?” Kid breathily gasped into your ear, truly being perplexed with his ill-preparation for reciprocal vulgarity.

“You heard, Sir,” you teased him in return, lips pulled into a sultry smirk while reaching your index finger up to trace his angular jawline, “Fingers or teeth?” After taking a moment to straighten himself, Kid leant down to your face, gazing at you through half-hooded eyes and growling his response.

“Teeth.”

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strawheart-pirate · 6 months

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What they do for their sick s/o who can’t leave the ship

Sanji, Nami, Law, Penguin & Shachi, Kid, Killer

CW: SFW. This is just fluff. no drugs, no alcohol, no smokes, just soup and pampering. Comfort. They go above and beyond for you.

Scenario: After weeks at sea, you finally reached an island, but you were unable to leave the ship. You had the flu, and because it came with a cough, fever and chills, you were not allowed to leave your bed. Your s/o went on the island to get some goods, and maybe they have a surprise for you.

Read part 1 here: Luffy, Zoro, Usopp, Robin, Franky, Brook

Sanji

- Since Sanji is a good listener and observer, he knew exactly what you needed. - Although he didn't want to leave your side, he had to gather a few things that would help you overcome your sickness. It took him only a short time to gather everything and he was back sooner than you expected. - He prepared a nice stew with only the best and freshest veggies and wrapped some small gifts. Not long after, he wheeled a small service cart next to your bed. It was packed with the small gifts, flowers in a vase and a steaming stew full of veggies. - “Sanji, it smells delicious.” – “I made you a very rich stew. We’ll get you back on your feet in no time with my special care.” You smiled at him. He insisted on feeding you, even though you were perfectly capable of holding the spoon with your own hands. You sulked at first but seeing him so happy made you enjoy it. - After your meal you unwrapped the little gifts. It was a few souvenirs and the one thing you’d been talking about for weeks. “Thank you, Sanji.” – “Anything for you. Now tell me. Do you want me to give you a massage, or do you want to watch a movie, or how can I help you?” - “This may sound strange, but can you read to me or tell me a story while I try to sleep?” – “Of course, just make yourself comfortable. Shall I tell you stories of the North Blue?” Sanji sat down on the bed beside you, and you made yourself comfortable and laid your head on his lap. - You fell asleep listening to Sanji’s smooth voice.

Nami

- Would boss the whole crew around to make you feel better and recover faster. Sanji would get most of her wrath, and he’d be ordered to cook you a soup and whatever you want. - Hits Luffy when he tries to steal your food away and is in a very bad mood because she wanted to enjoy the island together with you. - You would send her off to the island to give everyone a break (but make sure not to phrase it like that!). She would be gone for the whole day. - When she returns, she’ll apologize (but only to you) for being so stressed, but she’s just worried. She’d tell you about how she got nearly everything for free and show you all the new clothes and accessories. - In the end, she’d hand you a small box. She got you a little souvenir with the name of the island on it and added a voucher to it. “For later. We could take the shark submerge and visit an island of your choice...” She said with a soft smile, and you were once again amazed at how generous Nami could be. “Thank you Nami, you’re the best. I’m looking forward to our little trip.” You hugged her show your gratitude. - You spent the evening watching a movie until you fell asleep on her shoulder.

Trafalgar Law

- Your captain was very strict about the bed rest he prescribed you, so no island for you. Not even a glimpse of it. - Though he acted serious and cold towards you, his heart ached when you begged him to go. But it was for your own good that he was this persistent. - He made sure to have Bepo watch over you, knowing that you loved the bear and that he would be able to comfort you. - As he went about his duties on the island, his mind wandered off to you frequently and he thought hard about he could get you to lighten your mood and make up for not being able to visit the island. - He returned to the Polar Tang with a small bag in his hand. As he entered the room, you were fast asleep. He placed the paper bag on your nightstand and was about to leave quietly, when you shifted. - The smell of your favorite pastry woke you up and you saw Law before he could leave the room. “Law?” He slowly turned around. “I came to check on you, but you were asleep and-“ You interrupted him as you saw the paper bag on the nightstand. “Is that what I think it is?” Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you grabbed the bag and looked inside. “You went to a bakery for me?” You flashed him a smile and he looked away feeling caught. “Don’t read too much into it…” he muttered. You took his hand and smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Law.” Law only squeezed your hand a little as an answer. “I have to go to set the new course.” He mumbled and left the room. - You just giggled at how flustered he was. As you ate your favorite pastry, you smiled thinking about how Law really went out of his way to treat you.

Penguin & Shachi

- They sat on either side of your bed and cried as if you were going to die. But you weren’t, and no matter how many times you told them, that you were going to get better, they still cried. The trash was full of wet tissues, and as much as you liked them, you needed a break. - So, you sent them off to the island to do whatever they wanted. - They were determined to find you something, anything that would help you and keep you from dying. They were not that good at cooking, so they needed to help you in another way. - When they came across a beauty shop, they went in. They took notes on how to do nails, how to give proper massages and how to do face masks and compressions. They left the shop with a large bag full of creams, oils, and tools. - Once they returned, Shachi prepared the tub for you with your favorite bubble bath and your rubber ducky, and washed your hair while you soaked in the tub. Meanwhile Penguin set up the room ready for your surprise. When you came back into the room, you noticed all the candles, cosmetics, and the incense sticks. It smelled nice. - “What’s this all about?” – “We can’t help your immune system, but we can help you relax.” Penguin explained and soon you found yourself being pampered by the men. Their hands were not as skilled as the professionals with the utensils or the movements, but they managed it quite well. And you really enjoyed it. - If you ask them to do your nails, they will make a competition out of it. - You had the most precious spa day with these guys and your weakened body really enjoyed their pampering.

Eustass Kid

- Kid was angry. Not at you, but the fact that you couldn’t get out of bed because of that damn flu really pissed him off. You tried to calm him down and told him, that you were okay (you weren’t okay, but he needed to calm down, so you swallowed your own sadness), but he wouldn’t listen. - “If I can’t kill the fucking flu, I’ll at least burn this fucking island to the ground.” He said and left. You were left alone in your bed, hoping for the best. - Kid left the ship alongside Killer. “Do you know how to kill the flu?” - “Give it some time and they will be fine. Some soup or medicine can ease the symptoms.” - With that in mind, Kid wandered around with an angry expression on his face. The people who came across him hid behind walls or changed their direction, no one wanted to be the one facing his wrath. Finally, Kid found what he was looking for. - “You!” He broke down the door and scattered inside. “You're caring for a sick one, I saw it from outside.” He had an angry scowl on his face, a vein was ticking, and his voice was demanding. The woman at the stove nodded hesitantly. - “I need that soup and whatever you have, that makes a sick person feel better. Now.” He commanded with a twisted smile. The frightened woman hurried up and placed a soup, some herbs, and creams in a bag. “Well done.” He said and left for the ship. - “The soup is good.” You smiled at him and took another spoonful of it. “That’s good, otherwise I’d tear this city apart.” You saw that he was restless and tense. “Tell you what, come here.” You moved to one side of the bed, and he sat down beside you, putting an arm around you. “Can you show me your little trick?” You asked and he smirked and was about to give a cocky answer, but you had already placed some screws and small metal parts in his palm before you continued to eat your soup. So, he let it slide and activated his powers. First, he locked the door, no need for an audience, and then he stacked the parts and formed little butterflies with them. You watched in awe as he let them fly across the room. - You set down the now empty bowl. “Thank you.” You said and played with one of the little metal creatures as Kid watched the scene with a confident smile.

Killer

- He has a plan. He knows how to deal with a sick Captain Kid, and he definitely knows what you need. - Grabbing his list, he went to the island and was determined to be back soon. But then Kid caused some trouble on the island, and he had to deescalate the whole situation. He came back with everything on his list, an angry captain, and a sour mood. - He went into the kitchen and started to prepare everything for you. If anyone entered the kitchen, he would take his anger out on them, so everyone avoided going near the kitchen, no matter how hungry they were. - You woke up when a now calm Killer entered the room with a hot meal, some meds, and a bottle of water. “Hey, sorry if I woke you up.” You gave him a tired smile and a delicious smell entered your nose. “It’s okay. Did you cook?” – “Yeah, hope it helps you get better.” You sat up and he placed the food on your lap. It tasted good and you hummed appreciatively. “Thank you. It’s delicious.” – “I’m glad you like it. I also bought some meds, just in case.” He said placing the meds on your nightstand. - After the meal, Killer sat down beside you and you curled up against him. You mumbled a small 'thank you' and quickly fell asleep while Killer watched over you.

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nami-simp2 · 1 year

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🥺💕

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cutieininferno · 8 months

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SWEET TOXICITY

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece.

Set in Wano, after Onigashima War.

BREWING DESIRES

Kid leaned against a makeshift wooden railing, his eyes fixed on the raucous celebration unfolding before him. The chaos of the post-war revelry in Wano was in full swing, yet amid the joyous chaos, Eustass Kid remained a solitary figure, observing the festivities with his characteristic air of indifference. As he took a swig from his tankard, he couldn't help but let his gaze linger on her – Nami, the spirited navigator of the Straw Hat Pirates. The vibrant lantern light cast playful shadows on her figure, accentuating every sway of her hips and every graceful movement of her arms as she danced amidst the jubilant locals.

Kid's mind drifted back to the moments of the battle on Onigashima, when Nami had been a fierce tempest amidst the storm of battle. Her determination to protect that litlle girl, O-tama, her unwavering resolve and of course, her body, had caught his attention. Tthe way her fiery spirit contrasted with her beauty, creating a captivating enigma, was something that he couldn't ignore. He recalled the way her hair had danced in the wind, the determination in her eyes as lightning crackled around her staff. He had seen a glimpse of something more beneath the surface, something that made him curious about the woman behind the bravado.

With a sardonic grin, Kid took another swig of his drink, his eyes never leaving Nami. He knew well the reputation he held – a ruthless pirate with a penchant for chaos and destruction. He was no stranger to the rumors that followed him, the stories of his metal manipulation and his unrelenting ambition. Yet, here he was, contemplating a different kind of conquest – not one of power or territory, but a challenge of a different sort. As he watched Nami interact with the Wano residents, he couldn't deny the tug of attraction he felt. And so, a daring idea took root in his mind – a drinking contest, a wager that might just reveal the depths of her character beneath that bright exterior.

It wasn't a random idea that had struck Kid like a lightning bolt. The night before, during a particularly raucous segment of the ongoing celebration, Kid had observed Nami in a different light. She had been surrounded by her boisterous crewmates, each raising cups of sake in joyous camaraderie. Yet, what had truly caught his attention was Nami's capacity for drink – an impressive feat that set her apart from the rest. Her laughter had rung through the night air, her eyes sparkling with mirth as she matched each toast with a spirited gulp. Kid had seen her down absurd amounts of sake with apparent ease, and the memory had lingered in his mind.

The image of Nami, head thrown back in laughter, fueled his determination to create a challenge that would both intrigue and provoke her. As he watched her now, still engaging in the festivities with undeniable exuberance, Kid felt a thrill of excitement. He was aware that his reputation preceded him, that his brash and unapologetic demeanor might not be what Nami had in mind for a suitor. Yet, he was equally confident in his ability to surprise her, to show her facets of himself that extended beyond the stories and rumors.

As the night's festivities continued, Kid's resolve only grew stronger. He knew it was time to make his move, to approach Nami in a manner that suited his reputation – bold and unapologetic. With a confident stride, he left the shadows of his vantage point and made his way through the throng of revelers, his magnetic presence parting the crowd like a ship cutting through the waves.

Drawing nearer to Nami, Kid's sardonic grin never wavered. He didn't hesitate; there was no room for uncertainty in his world. He reached her just as the music swelled, its rhythm carrying their dance of fate. His gaze locked onto hers, the intensity of his stare almost daring her to look away.

"Oi, Cat Burglar," he called out over the music, his voice cutting through the noise with ease. "I've been watchin' you – watchin' how you handle your drinks and your crew. Impressive, I'll admit."

Nami's eyes met his with surprise and wariness, but she didn't shy away from his gaze. Kid marveled at the big contrast in their sizes, a juxtaposition that added a new layer of allure to their interaction.

He leaned in a fraction closer, his tone dropping to a low pitch. "I've got a proposition for you – a little game, if you will. A drinking contest. You and me."

"A drinking contest?" she echoed, her tone laced with incredulity. "You want me to engage in a drinking contest with you, of all people?"

Kid's sardonic grin widened, undeterred by her incredulous response. "You heard right. A little test of endurance, a challenge to see who can hold their liquor better. After all, you're quite the drinker, aren't you? Saw you keeping pace with your crew last night."

Nami's lips curved into a wry smile, her amusement evident. Kid's audacity was something she hadn't encountered before, and despite herself, she found his proposal oddly intriguing. She uncrossed her arms and took a step closer to him, her eyes narrowing playfully.

"Kid, you're either incredibly confident or utterly mad to suggest a drinking contest with me," she retorted, her tone holding a touch of arrogance. "Let's get one thing straight – it's my crew who has to keep up with my pace, not the other way around. And believe me, that's not an easy task."

Kid chuckled, a low rumble that matched the playful spark in Nami's eyes. "Impressive crew you've got there, then. But this contest, it's not about them. It's about you and me."

"And what's the catch, huh?" Nami's tone oozed skepticism. "Why should I even consider this preposterous idea?"

Kid's grin retained its firmness as he leaned in a tad closer, his voice adopting a provocative tone. "Quite simple. If I win, you'll owe me a date. And if you win, I'll be in your debt. Fair trade, don't you think?"

Nami's playful smirk morphed into a more thoughtful expression. The idea of a date with Eustass Kid was unexpected, to say the least. She was used to admirers, but his boldness was a different breed altogether. And the notion of having a favor owed by a pirate like him was intriguing, if not slightly unnerving. Her bright eyes narrowed as she assessed the man before her. The audacity of his approach was unlike anything she had ever encountered, and while his reputation was far from that of a gentleman, there was something captivating about the way he openly pursued his desires.

"You think a drinking contest is the way to win me over?" she retorted, a little offended.

Kid's smirk widened as he leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a low, velvety tone. "Oh, come on, Nami. I've seen you holding your own with that sake. You've got a reputation as a heavy drinker to uphold, right? This could be your chance to prove that you're not just a master navigator, but a master drinker as well."

Nami's eyes flickered with a blend of irritation and reluctant amusement, clearly unimpressed by his flirtatious overtones. She was determined not to let him get under her skin so effortlessly. "You really think you can win this, don't you? Well, I hate to break it to you, Kid, but I'm not one to back down from a challenge."

Kid's chuckle was low and throaty, "I wouldn't want you to back down, Nami. Where's the fun in that? Besides, I'm just giving you the opportunity to witness firsthand what happens when I put my mind to something."

"So, this is all just a show for you? A chance to impress me with your drinking skills?"

Kid's eyes held a spark of amusement as he leaned in even closer, his lips dangerously close to her ear. His voice, a velvety whisper, sent a tantalizing shiver down her spine. "Impress you? Certainly. But there's more to it, Nami. I want to see the sparks fly when your competitive spirit meets mine. And who knows, maybe by the end of it all, we'll discover we have more in common than we thought."

Nami's heart raced a little faster at the daring intimacy of his words. She was used to being in control, to keeping her emotions in check, but Kid had a way of unsettling her, of making her question her own resolve.

She leaned back slightly, not willing to let him get the upper hand completely. "You're treading on thin ice, Kid. Flattery won't get you far with me."

Kid's eyes glinted with an underlying intensity, a challenge in his gaze that mirrored the defiance in hers. He held his ground, maintaining their proximity and adding to the charged atmosphere that enveloped them.

"Flattery is just a sliver of my arsenal, Nami," he murmured, his voice a low, smoky timbre that brushed against her senses. "But make no mistake – I'm not just trying to impress you. I'm offering you a chance to experience something exhilarating, something that will leave a mark long after this damn celebration is over."

Nami's raised eyebrow spoke volumes as she reevaluated him with a fresh curiosity; his words had a knack for breaching her defenses, stoking the fire of her unyielding thirst for challenges. "You're quite the charmer, aren't you? Fine, Kid. You'll have your contest. But don't expect me to hold back. Your words won't sway me."

Kid's grin deepened, "Wouldn't want it any other way, Nami. Challenges are my bread and butter, and trust me, this contest will match the wild spirit I carry on the open sea."

Nami's smile took on a cunning edge as she leaned in, "Oh, I'm well aware of your determination. But here's a tidbit – I'm not just any heavy drinker. I'm a heavy drinker who's accustomed to having things go her way."

Kid's laughter erupted in a deep rumble, the sound melding with the festive music and mirthful chatter that surrounded them. "Well, Nami, it sounds like we're a match made in chaos, then. A heavy drinker who doesn't back down and a pirate who refuses to yield."

Nami's smirk took on an air of playful defiance as she locked eyes with him. "Sounds like a recipe for disaster, if you ask me."

His eyes flashed with mischief as he leaned in even closer, the exchange of playful words igniting a potent charge that seemed to crackle between them. "Or maybe," he purred, his voice a low, seductive tone that sent another shiver down her spine, "a recipe for something truly extraordinary."

As Kid's proximity intensified, his presence practically enveloping her, Nami felt her breath hitch and her cheeks flush with an undeniable heat. The air seemed to thicken, their flirtatious banter now laced with a tension that pulsed in the spaces between their words.

"You certainly have a unique way of looking at things. So, what's the plan? Are we going to settle this contest right here and now?"

"As much as I'd love to dive into this contest right here, right now," he replied, his words carrying a not-so-subtle undertone that conveyed his desire, "I think we need a proper stage for this showdown, don't you think? Tomorrow night, away from the chaos of the celebration, a quiet corner of the Flower Capital. Just you, me, and the drinks."

Nami's lips curved into a sly smile, her eyes glinting with mischief as a thought crossed her mind. "You know, Kid, as much as I appreciate the idea of a quiet corner, I have a better suggestion. How about we take this contest to your ship? After all, if things get a bit rowdy, we won't have to worry about you disturbing the locals."

Kid's laughter rang out, rich and deep, resonating with the playfulness embedded in her words. He leaned in, his voice hushed. "Quite the strategist, aren't you? You're probably banking on me collapsing from all the drinking, giving you the perfect opportunity to help yourself to my treasures."

Nami's smile widened, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Who knows, by the time you wake up, I might just be sailing away with all your riches."

Kid's grin mirrored hers, amusement and admiration intertwining in his gaze. "If you're planning to lay claim to my treasures, you'll need to show me just how much you're willing to work for it."

Nami's playful expression remained, even tough her cheeks burned as she absorbed the implications of his words. Kid's charismatic charm and his knack for straddling the line between provocation and allure had her senses reeling.

"Trust me, Kid," Nami replied, her voice seducing him with such delicacy. "If I decide to claim your treasures, you'll witness just how unrestrained I can be."

Kid's playful grin persisted, but a spark of genuine surprise danced across his features as he registered the her naughty undertone. Her response, with its underlying current of determination and suggestion, made the pirate renowned for his audacity briefly feel a tremor crawl down his spine.

His eyes held hers, a spark of intrigue mingling with his horniness. "Is that a promise, Cat Burglar?"

Nami's lips curled into a wolfish smirk, "Let's just say, Kid, that I have my own way of winning contests."

The air between them seemed to buzz with a charged energy, a palpable tension that had shifted in an unexpected direction. Kid's bravado, which had been so unshakable, wavered slightly as he felt the heat of her gaze on him. The playful banter had taken on a new layer of meaning, leaving both of them aware that this contest was about more than just a drinking game. It was a dance of wits, a flirtation of desires, and a collision of two strong personalities.

Kid's grin regained its composure, but there was a new glint in his eyes. "Well, Nami, I'll be looking forward to seeing just how creative you can get."

As Kid turned to walk away, Nami's gaze instinctively followed him. She couldn't help but appreciate the sheer size of his form – an immense and commanding figure that stood out even amidst the vibrant chaos of the celebration. There was something magnetic about the way he moved, a confident swagger that exuded both charisma and power. Her apprehension mingled with a strange fascination, leaving her feeling caught between caution and intrigue.

Nami's initial surprise and skepticism had begun to evolve into a sense of unease. The proposal had started off as an audacious game, a way to catch her off guard and perhaps indulge in some harmless competition. Yet, as Kid's words settled in, the realization of the situation she had unwittingly stepped into began to dawn on her. She was dealing with Eustass Kid, a pirate known for his audacity and unpredictability. The notion of a simple drinking contest seemed to pale in comparison to the complexities that his presence brought to the table.

Kid's excitement surged as he walked away, a thrill coursing through his veins that matched the lively atmosphere of the celebration. His heart pounded with a fervor he hadn't felt in a long time. The challenge he had initiated with Nami had taken on a life of its own, igniting a fire within him that he couldn't ignore. The audacious proposal had been a means to an end – a way to engage with the enigmatic woman who had captured his attention in ways he couldn't quite explain.

As he moved through the revelers, Kid's thoughts were consumed by the woman he had just challenged. His attraction to her had grown from a spark to a blazing inferno in mere moments. Every aspect of her – the movement of her lips as she smirked at him, her citrusy smell, her porcelain skin, the sharp curve of her waist beneath the red obi, the confidence that radiated from her – was like a siren's call, drawing him in further. Her playful defiance had awoken a hunger within him, a desire to unravel the layers beneath her exterior and discover what lay beneath.

In the midst of the raucous celebration, Kid found himself grinning like a man possessed. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so excited, so eager for something.

A/N: Okay, I couldn't help myself... This has been on my mind for weeks now, and I had to write so I could continue with my Emerald City writing schedule. This will be a short fic, probably just two more chapters.

Yes, I feel like I'm betraying my ZoNa heart but, godamn, Kid and Nami make a HOT duo.

Hope you all enjoy it!

xoxo

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