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willowbelle · 2 days

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Price to Pay

❤︎ trafalgar law x fem reader ❤︎

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cw: dick-riding, brat taming kinda.

summary: you steal law's hat & put it on during sex. ;)

wc: ~800

tagging: @bby-deerling @eelnoise @risenwrites @strawheart-pirate @uchihabbynic @nina-ya @mandiemegatron@shamblespirate@eelnoise@maddddstuff @lowkeycasanova @stuckinthewrongworld @laylaloves-ed @leftladyluminary

Price to Pay

Law shifts his position beneath you, bending his knees and planting his heels firmly into the mattress for leverage as he thrusts into you. You allow your head to lull back, mumbles and mewls of pleasure escaping your lips as his tip expertly caresses your sweet spot. The change in angle intensifies each sensation, making your head grow fuzzy, every stroke deeper and more precise than the last.

“Greedy tonight, aren’t ‘cha?” the doctor chuckles, inhaling a shaky breath of air through gritted teeth as your walls clench him tighter.

Your breath catches as Law's thrusts become more forceful, his rhythm unrelenting and cruel. His grip on your hips tightens, his fingers digging into your skin as he holds you steady, guiding your body to move in perfect harmony with his.

Your senses are consumed by the ecstasy he bestows upon you, yet amidst the haze of pleasure, your eyes catch sight of his hat perched atop his head.

The thought of taking that prized possession of his crosses your mind briefly; a playful, mischievous urge that nips at your conscience and leaves you bloody with impishness.

You imagine the look of surprise and challenge in his eyes if you were to reach up and snatch it away, the moment when realization sets in and his priorities shift.

But even as the temptation grows, you weigh the consequences. Law's unyielding grip on your hips and the fierce intensity of his movements tell you he might not take kindly to your mischief. His breaths are concentrated, his hips meticulous in the way they roll to meet your weeping insides; do you dare distract him?

The thought lingers, though, playful and audacious, even as you teeter on the brink of surrender. Law's powerful thrusts and expert caresses bring you to a state of near delirium, each moment blurring the lines between control and chaos.

And then, you reach up, your fingers brushing against the brim of his speckled hat, and with a quick, decisive motion, you throw caution to the wind, and lift it from his head.

As his dark locks tumble down, framing his intense gaze, you catch a glimpse of the fierce desire smoldering in his eyes.

His reaction is immediate—a flash of surprise in his eyes, followed by a low, rumbling chuckle. His lips curve into a smirk as he watches you place the hat on your own head, the brim tilting at a jaunty angle.

The leopard-speckled garment feels weighty and powerful on your head, both foreign and exhilarating, a symbol of his dominance that you've momentarily claimed for yourself.

Your heart races as you see the challenge in Law's gaze. He never loses his focus or his pace, continuing to thrust into you with unrelenting precision. But now there's an added intensity in his movements, a new fire kindled by your boldness.

He leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin, his voice a low murmur that sends shivers down your spine. "Oh, I see you're feeling daring tonight," he teases, his tone a mix of amusement and something darker, more possessive.

The game you've started electrifies the air between you, making your legs tremble around his abdomen, a thrilling interplay of control and surrender.

"Don’t get me wrong,” the captain rasps in between moans, “It looks good on you," he murmurs, a hint of challenge in his tone, "But remember, there's a price to pay for stealing a captain's hat."

With a smooth motion, he reaches up and flicks the brim of the hat up, adjusting it slightly on your head, giving himself a better view of your flushed face. His touch sends a thrill through you, a teasing reminder of the game you've started.

“Oh, I’m aware” you whisper, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth.

His eyes lock onto yours, a playful intensity in his gaze. "Yeah?” he chuckles, a hint of promise in his voice, "Think you can handle that?"

“I know I can,” you assert, grinding harder against him to meet his challenge head-on.

Law's hands move from your hips to your waist, his fingers pressing into your skin as he guides you to meet each of his powerful thrusts, stimulating your aching clit with each agonizingly-slow forward pull. His touch is possessive yet teasing, a clear sign that he relishes the challenge you've offered him.

"Hold on tight, then," he murmurs, his voice a low, sultry promise of what's to come. His grip tightens as he continues to ravish you, pushing you closer to the edge with every calculated stroke.

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grandline-fics · 16 hours

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Hi there! I hope u are doing well, can I request a strawhats crew reaction to a reader who can see ghosts or souls? It can be like their devil fruit power or just something that they're born with. It can be a short fic with all the strawhats or if it's too much it can just be the monster trio, i don't mind either way, do what you prefer! Thanks for letting me request!

DESCRIPTION: You can see ghosts and spirits

WARNINGS: don’t think it’s too angsty but does mention dead characters. Luffy's is set just before a canon event.

CHARACTERS: Sanji, Zoro, Luffy

WORDS: 1,672

A/N: Thank you for this request. For some reason I struggled a lot with how I wanted this to go and I hope you're happy with this outcome.

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST | PROMPT LIST

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You didn’t really know the rhyme or reason for your gift. It was just always something you had and having grown up being able to see and speak with spirits you’d never felt the need to investigate it. Besides even if you were to learn the reason for your unique talent, it wasn’t like you were ever going to seek out a way to get rid of it. As far as you were concerned it was a part of you and it brought comfort to a lot of people once they got over their shock and in some cases heavy skepticism that you were playing a cruel prank on them.

When you first set foot on the Thousand Sunny you had to suppress the shiver that ran up your spine as you were hit with an intense feeling that those on the crew were connected to a lost one and the weight of their grief was still heavy on their shoulders even if they didn’t realise it themselves. So you decided to keep your ability to yourself for now and help when the occasion to do so arose. As you set yourself up in your quarters you smiled softly, seeing that you truly were brought onto the crew for a reason. Idly you wondered who in the crew would be the first you would help.

SANJI

Sanji turned out to be the first. You entered the kitchen and smiled in greeting to the ship’s cook only your gaze to drift behind his shoulder. Your smile fell slightly and you stepped further into the room, peering at Sanji with intent concern. “What’s wrong?” You asked, taking the chef by surprise as his own smile faltered.

“Nothing, now that you’re here.” He insisted, adopting his charming smile once more but you firmly shook your head, refusing to be convinced by his outward demeanour. Sanji became nervous and let his gaze fall away from you stare, finding it easier to maintain his pretence. Quickly he turned back to his chopping board and continued to prepare food for the evening meal. “What on earth would make you think something was wrong?” He asked, trying to keep his voice level.

“Your mother only ever shows this clearly when you’re deeply upset about something.” Your voice was soft but it was enough to make Sanji drop his knife against the block with a dull thud. He felt like laughing at the ludicrous statement at the same time he felt like shouting at you for the weird joke. Yet he couldn’t do either. You didn’t know anything about him or his family and he knew it wasn’t in you to say something so heartless. Thankfully he didn’t need to demand you explain yourself because you proved your honesty immediately. “You have her eyes and smile, kind and comforting. She worries when you get like this, hiding how you truly feel.”

Sanji looked over his shoulder to see you smiling fondly at something or rather someone beside him. Desperately he wished he could see what you saw, to see her again but if this was as close as he could get then he would take it a hundred times over. “I don’t want anyone to worry, least of all her.”

“Sanji we all have bad days and hiding that from the people we care about isn’t the way to do it.” You told him, finally looking at his face again, reaching out to lightly push some of the hair from his eyes. “We have emotions for a reason and no-one expects you to suppress them. I’m always here to listen, okay?” You weren’t surprised to be brought into a tight hug by Sanji and returned the embrace, letting him hold you for as long as he needed.

ZORO

It took some time for you to finally see the spirit attached to Zoro’s heart with enough clarity to take in her appearance and hear her. It didn’t surprise you that this one took longer, Zoro’s personality never came across as being someone who clung to the past and let it cloud his vision but on a day like this it was clear even Zoro wasn’t invulnerable to the deepest of connections that you could now see had been cut far too soon.

You’d wandered up to the Crow’s Nest to both take a break from the chaotic noise of Luffy, Franky, Chopper and Usopp and also settle in for your evening watch. This wasn’t anything new so Zoro only gave you a brief glance in greeting before going back to training against one of the reinforced training dummies Franky had made to withstand his attacks enough for a worthwhile practice. However he wasn’t moving the way he wanted, something was wrong with his movements. “You’re forgetting the fundamentals.”

Your voice came from the seating and Zoro looked over his shoulder to see you were casually leaning against the edge, looking out at the ocean. He cocked his head to the side and arched an eyebrow at you. You weren’t even watching him, how would you know what he was apparently doing wrong? As if feeling his stare, you turned your head to look at him. “You’re getting too stuck in your head, just take a breath and keep it simple.”

Zoro had to scoff at the advice. Yes, you were a fighter but not a swordsman so to be told what was wrong stung his ego slightly. It’d be like if he tried to tell Franky how to fix the ship. You seemed to read the offence on his face and it surprised him to see you laugh and hold up your hands lightly in defence. “That’s not coming from me, it’s coming from Kuina.”

Kuina? Now Zoro found himself glaring and tensing out of a fear of his private life being pried into. Where had you heard that name? Who told you about her? Not that he confided in many about his childhood friend. You sighed sadly and got to your feet. This wasn’t the first time you’d seen this kind of reaction and it wasn’t surprising that Zoro fell back onto the defensive and become distrustful. You stopped in front of the swordsman and glanced briefly at the spirit at his side.

“She’s happy to see you’ve come so far but your name hasn’t quite reached the heavens yet. You still have a long way to go and she believes in you.” You smiled and lightly punched Zoro’s arm when you saw the belief and shock appear in his no longer skeptical gaze. “Keep getting stronger but don’t forget her father’s teachings okay?”

“I won’t let her down. I made a promise.” Zoro affirmed strongly and you grinned, turning to go back to your seat when he quickly caught your arm, surprising you. You turned and looked at him questioningly. “If she’s still here do you…do you think you can help me speak to her?”

LUFFY

It wasn’t much of a surprise to you that Luffy was the one to seek you out. He’d caught some talk from the crew about the things you just seemed to know things about their past or about someone they knew that had passed away. His suspicions were confirmed when you’d all stopped on an island for supplies and you’d helped a grieving family in a way no-one else could. You’d managed to ease their pain and reassure them that their loved one was still with them and had no regrets. When you were back on the Sunny he appeared beside you on the railings, grinning widely and already bouncing with excitement. “You see ghosts right?”

“Yeah, I see them. Not at will though.” You clarified, with Luffy being well Luffy you didn’t want to disappoint him by making him think that what you could was as easily controlled as a Devil Fruit ability which this was not. Still though your statement didn’t deflate him, if anything he only got more excited and he leaned in closer and set his hands on your shoulders.

“What about me? Is someone with me?” Despite how excited he was you could sense a faint desperation coming from Luffy and you wanted to be able to help but as you’d already told him this wasn’t something that you could manipulate and command freely whenever you wanted. You looked at Luffy carefully and then around him in search of a presence connected to him. Suddenly you felt a warmth and made out the outline of a man standing behind your Captain and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Ace.” You felt like you were saying it in greeting. You’d known about Luffy’s brother but never had the pleasure of actually getting to meet him. It was almost eerie how both Luffy and Ace grinned so happily and in sync but it was also so infectious. Luffy seemed pleased but then seemed to be eager for more.

“Is it just Ace? Is anyone else with him? Maybe younger?” He asked and you slowly shook your head with a small frown.

“Sorry Luffy, just Ace.” You said, disappointed that you couldn’t give Luffy what he wanted and seeing him sigh slightly and lower his gaze briefly made you feel guilty even though you knew it wasn’t your fault. Still though you couldn’t help but look to Ace, silently pleading for assistance on his part. However the brother only smirked knowingly and you began to suspect that Ace knew something you and Luffy didn’t. Thankfully that was all you needed to cheer Luffy up. “Just because I don’t see them doesn’t mean they’re not with you though Luffy. Maybe next time whoever it is you’re thinking about will be there instead?”

“Yeah you’re right!” Luffy grinned while leaping up onto the railing, his previous excited energy returning instantly. Before you could speak any more, Law’s voice called for Luffy wanting to go over the plan for when you all would be reaching Dressrosa in just a couple days time.

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turtletaubwrites · 18 hours

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TurtleTaub Fic Recs ~ Part 3

I think it's so fucking cool that we can hop onto this silly site, and swim around in all these amazing One Piece stories together. There's so much talent, creativity, and all around awesomeness in this community, and I'm so grateful that I get to enjoy it with you. Please check out these wonderful fics, and show the writers some love!! 🖤🖤🖤 | NSFW ~ 🔥| ANGST ~ 😭| FLUFF ~ 🥰| DARK CONTENT 🌑| | SERIES ~ 📚| HEADCANONS/DRABBLES/IMAGINES ~ ✍🏼| | Other Fic Rec Lists ~ | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 |

Ace

fading flames (😭✍🏼) ~ by @lowkeycasanova ~ Ace x Reader ~ I love this premise so much, and it's short but sweet (by sweet I mean ANGSTY painful ouchy!) It has a high likelihood of making you cry, and I love it 😭🖤

No time for playing games (🔥) ~ by @oxymorayuri ~ Ace x Reader ~ This so captures what a charming lil ass he can be. Reader (like me) can't help but swoon over this guy, and the end result is so satisfying 🥰🥵

Buggy

A Line from Me to You (🥰📚 + eventual 🔥) ~ by @hey-august ~ Buggy x afab!Reader ~ I adore this story! It's so cute, a secret book club with Buggy who wears reading glasses, and has FEELINGS. It's so sweet, and I can't wait for more!

Untitled (but bittersweet) (🔥😭✍🏼) ~ by @hey-august ~ Buggy x GN!Reader ~ Beautiful, hot, and painful, ooh it hurts! Ugh, this one really got to me, such good, smutty angst 🙏🏼🙏🏼

Crushing On The Captain (✍🏼) ~ by @soft-mafia ~ Halp, we've gotta make sure this sweet, pathetic clown knows that he's loveable!! 😭🤡 So stinkin' cute!

Crocodile

Cleaning Up (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings ~ Crocodile x Fem!afab!Reader ~ This had me squealing 😭🥵 I loooove Crocodile in this. So fucking hot, and I need to live there now, please and thank you 🙏🏼

Law

Sweet Dreams (🔥) ~ by @strawheart-pirate ~ Law x afab!Reader ~ The best part of waking up is not Folger's in your cup. It's Law watching you have a sex dream, and making it come true 🥰🥵 This one'll be stuck in my brain for awhile

Imagine refusing to wear a boiler suit while travelling with Law… (✍🏼) ~ by @theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction ~ Law x Reader ~ Flustered Law is so fucking adorable, I wanna squeeze him 😠 This one is super cute and silly, and I love it

So Pretty (🔥🥰) ~ @maddddstuff ~ Law x afab!reader ~ soft law soft law SOFT LAW!!! This is so fucking sweet & hot. Warning: It might make you catch MORE feelings about this guy, ugh!! Had me twirling my hair, and spinning in my desk chair 😭

Multi and/or Character x Character

Take What You're Given (🔥🔥🔥) ~ by @indydonuts ~ Sanji x Straw Hats ~ Holy fucking smut 😳🥵🥵🥵 Insanely hot SMUTSMUTSMUT with Sanji, and the Straw Hats taking turns with him. Go have fun 😊

Somewhere Inbetween (🔥) ~ by @discordantwritings ~ Nami x gn!afab!reader x Robin ~ My absolute dream come true, holy shit. Seriously, it's like this was pulled from my lil desperate bisexual brain, and I will forever be grateful for this glorious smut with our perfect Straw Hat ladies 🥰🙏🏼

The Long Con (📚🥰😭 + eventual smut 🔥) ~ by @emptystove ~ Nami x Law ~ This series is so much fun! I binged the first 5 chapters in one sitting, and I'm loving the plot, and the way Law and Nami are written. I can't wait to get to more of the drama/action, and of course the smutty smut 🥰

Sanji

Cup of Coffee, and a Tall Glass of You (🥰 )~ by @decorativetrashbag ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ Fluffy, adorable workplace crush 😍😍 I would be a mess if I had to work with this guy everyday, lol.

Entirely at your service (🔥🥰📚) ~ by @vespidphoenix ~ Sanji x Fem!Chubby!OC ~ This is so DECADENT! I adore Sanji and the OC's (Amy) banter, chemistry, and the lovely consent and extra sexy, sexy times. So good, I'm excited to see more of these two!

Through Shadow (🥰😭📚) ~ by @gingernut1314 ~ Sanji x Fem!Reader ~ I adore the reader's backstory and struggles, and Sanji is so fucking precious! Falling for the cook again 🥰

Smoker

Pet Name - Love (🔥✍🏼) ~ by @honeyshiddendesire ~ Smoker x Fem!Reader ~ Oof, this old man can get it. (Lol, just looked up his age, and the white hair deceived me. He's 34, only one year older than me pre timeskip 😅) But seriously, this is soo fucking hot 🥵🥵🥵 I've been avoiding Smoker fics because I knew I'd get obsessed, and this fic did it. I need him so bad 😭

Zoro

Forgive Me if I break You (📚😭🌑 + light 🔥) ~ by @shewrites02 ~ Zoro x Fem!Reader ~ This story is soooo goood!! I'm falling in love with Zoro all over again 😭💚 The reader's angst and struggles are written so beautifully, and I can't wait for the next chapter!!

Oi, you wanna die? (✍🏼) ~ by @zorosbeau33 ~Zoro x gn!Reader ~ I love the vibes! Gala setting, the Straw Hat's on a secret mission, and Zoro being absolutely obsessed with the reader 🥰💚

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damned-punk · 2 days

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What You Won’t Ever Find (Kidd x Reader)

Part Four

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Content Warning: nsfw, modern!AU, suggestive language, unhealthy attachment

Content Description: gn!reader meets Kidd in a bar and their relationship develops from there ♡

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The weeks following your intimate morning with Kidd were filled with many more spent together, the quality time working to greatly substantiate the connection between the two of you. You were pleased with how open he’d been with you, often turning to heavy talking points late in the evening or early in the morning. You’d learned a lot about him, his personality, and how his friends functioned more like family. You assumed that he’d want to be exponentially more physical after that morning, but he seemed to value your company no matter the level of intimacy. It was refreshing and in great contrast to the way he’d made himself seem the night you’d first met. There were times when it felt like he treated you the same as he treated Killer, a trusted confidant but not by the usual implications that come with the addition of a lover.

Speaking of Killer, Kidd had mentioned that his birthday was coming up and they’d decided to have his party at the bar. From what you’d been told, they were known for throwing the occasional rager but it’d been a while since the last event. Kidd offered to drive, asserting that he’d pick you up so that the two of you could arrive together. He’d carefully maneuvered around the detail that Hip would be in attendance with the rest of their friend group, a fact that he knew would cause unnecessary worry.

He’d kept his word, arriving at your agreed upon time and unleashing a relentless barrage of compliments at how good you looked all dressed up for him. Being in his car surrounded by the scent of cologne mixed with the ever present undertone of metal from his job and a calloused hand lightly squeezing your thigh was working to solidify the ambiance of the evening. It’d been a while since the last time you’d went out with his group, a thought that was creeping in the back of your mind as he pulled into the lot. As always, a small number of them were postured outside the door smoking. You recognized Hip immediately as she was holding onto Mosh’s arm and smiling at Kidd’s arrival. The tint on his windows had made it impossible to see if anyone else was in the car, her face all but faltering when you stepped out alongside him.

It wasn’t an appropriate time or place to approach her, it was Killer’s night after all, but you wanted to break the tension so badly. You still weren’t sure what’d happened to cause her reluctance but nevertheless, it’d have to wait for another time. Kidd lead you to the door, greeting the group in passing but opting to get you inside. A cake was decorated and placed on a table in the middle of the room with balloon themed plates, the bar otherwise looking like its usual self. It seemed like the others were only holding back in lieu of Kidd’s arrival, immediately pouring shots and tipping them back one after another. You refrained from the festivities, hoping to provide the two of you a safe way home at the end of the night.

Killer seemed to be having a great time, which made you happy. The cake was left entirely ignored which made you laugh, they were far too wrapped up in their own antics to even begin the process of lighting candles. Kidd seemed to take notice of your amused face, snaking a hand over your waist and trailing to knead the plush of your hip. The sudden affection wasn’t unwelcome but it was admittedly uncomfortable in front of his friends. You gently removed his hand, attempting to place a quick peck on his lips to satiate him when he drunkenly stumbled until your back was against the top bar. Your hands instinctively met his chest, firmly pushing him back in an attempt to stop the barrage of kisses he was aiming to litter across your neck. The scent of liquor was intense and you could feel patches of lipstick being smeared across your skin by his imprecise movements. He groaned in annoyance when you used the leverage on his chest to push yourself away, effectively freeing yourself from his grasp.

“Not right now…”, you said in a stern but calm tone, aiming to diffuse the situation and redirect his attention back to his people.

“Goddammit (Y/N)!”, he yelled out rather loudly, taking you and several others by surprise, “You’re not drinking, you won’t kiss me, what the fuck? Why are you even here?”

Shock coursed through your body like fire, your ears burning as anger and embarrassment crested within you. This was your first time out as some undefined semblance of a couple, even more pressing that the night was supposed to be focused on Killer but Kidd was making a scene out of the two of you. You stood totally frozen as he stalked his way to the other side of the top bar, seeming to reintegrate with his crew just as quickly as he’d blown up. Everyone refused to look at you and you began to feel totally out of place, just like the first time you’d met. You knew that his actions were the result of the alcohol, but it didn’t ease any of the feelings hurt by his behavior. It was too much and with no one to turn to, you opted to just leave. It seemed like the best option as it would preserve the remainder of Killer’s birthday and give Kidd time to sober up.

As you reached the edge of where the parking lot met the main road, you listlessly scrolled through your contacts in search of someone who might be able to pick you up. You heard the door of the bar be thrown open and slammed shut. You couldn’t turn to face whoever it was, far too focused on keeping yourself together and preventing the already welling tears from falling. Footsteps that were far too light to be Kidd’s drew closer, stopping when they reached your immediate proximity.

“Are you alright?”, the voice was familiar, one that you hadn’t heard in a while.

Hip had a sad smile on her face, reaching out to place a comforting hand on your back. Her presence caused a whiplash of emotions. She’d been avoiding you consistently for so long that you’d long considered your friendship to be over.

“I will be.”, you answered honestly, feeling no need to mask your feelings, “I think I should just go… This night was supposed to be for Killer and we can’t talk while he’s drunk anyway.”

“I can take you home… I mean, if you’d be comfortable with that.”, Hip offered with hopeful eyes, appearing very genuine in her concern for your wellbeing.

You felt a sense of reluctance but accepted in spite of the awkwardness, feeling a sick sense of nostalgia washing over you as you sunk into her passenger seat. This was a disgustingly familiar experience, all too closely resembling the night she’d first convinced you to meet her and her friends at the establishment. Both nights revolved around Kidd’s actions, only occurring in drastic dissonance from one another.

“I know this probably isn’t the best time, but I’m sorry for being so distant.”, Hip broke the silence that had settled between the two of you, “I don’t regret bringing you to meet everyone but I have to be honest, I didn’t know what to do when Kidd told us he was interested in you.”

“What do you mean?”, you asked, her confession entirely too perplexing and not exactly helping you feel any better about the situation at hand.

“He is completely unconnected from his feelings and has a tendency to string his partners along. I’ve watched it happen so many damn times and I know it’s not something that he sets out to do, but something like what happened tonight is almost always inevitable. He starts fucking someone and let’s it go way too far.”, she explained as a feeling akin to repulsion bubbled beneath your skin, “I didn’t want you to end up in that position with him, but I didn’t know how to tell you without coming off like I just didn’t want the two of you to be together. I love Kidd, he’s a great friend and a great person, he just isn’t great in a relationship.”

“I care about Kidd a lot and I have to be honest Hip, gratification isn’t a major focus in our relationship. We’ve spent a hell of a lot more time getting to know each other and just enjoying each other’s company. I know that I don’t know him like you do, but I would be hard pressed to think that all of this has meant nothing to him.”, you stood your ground against her concerns, despite his actions you still believed that he cared for you in a meaningful way.

Her best efforts to not come across as abrasive were failing. You weren’t completely opposed to the idea that some of her words held merit but it was no easy feat to even slightly consider the possibility that Kidd wasn’t as interested in you as he’d led on. Not only had the two of you forged a physical connection, you’d also shared very intimate details of your pasts and what you’d both like to see in the future. You were always happy to listen to him and it felt like you’d gotten to know parts of him that no one else ever had.

“Has he ever mentioned Victoria?”, Hip asked after several quiet minutes.

“No, he hasn’t.”, your chest tightened with the realization you might not have actually known him as well as you’d thought, “Who’s Victoria?”

“She was Kidd’s girlfriend a long time ago and they didn’t work out.”, Hip explained, “Not long after they broke up, she got in an accident and… She didn’t make it.”

You sat silently, trying to make sense of what Hip was saying. That was one hell of a detail of his life that Kidd had never mentioned. He’d lightly brought up his past experiences with partners who just weren’t compatible, but not at all something as major as a love lost.

“It happened a few years ago… He’s never really been the same since. He still hangs out with the group, but it’s only because we were around before Victoria. If we weren’t, he would’ve pushed us all away too.”, Hip continued, “He and Killer have known each other their whole lives so he’s the exception but I’m telling you, I know he wouldn’t have anything to do with us otherwise.”

“You have to understand that It’s hard for me to even begin thinking that way. He’s only ever had nice things to say and has made it a point that he’s wanted to spend more time with all of you.”, you defended him, beginning to wonder if it wasn’t just a way to reassure yourself, “Just the other day, he was telling me about how excited he was for tonight because it’d been a while since the last time your whole group was together under the same roof.”

“I don’t know… I’m sorry this is all so heavy, I just felt like telling you was the right thing to do. I don’t want you to be hurt in the process of Kidd trying to figure his own shit out. Like I’ve said before, he’s a great friend, but that’s as far as I can defend his character.”, she reiterated her point as she pulled into your driveway.

“Thanks for bringing me home, I appreciate it.”, you thanked her rather awkwardly, still fighting the lingering twinges of anger from the immense doubt she displayed in response to your relationship with Kidd.

“You’re welcome.”, she reciprocated as you stepped out of the car, “I know everything I’ve said has been hard to hear, just please think long and hard about what you want and what you won’t ever find with him. I hate to say it, but I’ve seen this happen too many times before.”

“Goodnight Hip.”, you dismissed her and carried yourself inside, running over every detail of what she’d said.

What you wanted was as a future with him in it, no matter what that may look like. As much as you loathed the attribution, there was at least some tangibility to her words when considering the events of the night. You were certainly hurt and saddened by his actions, but that didn’t mean you weren’t willing to work through the rough patch with him. If he was only stringing you along, he had a particularly sick and twisted way of doing it. What would be the point of pouring the most intimate details of his life into you, only to walk away when he was bored?

You couldn’t ignore what Hip had revealed about Victoria, but you wished Kidd had just told you himself. He might not have been ready or known how to tell you, it was a very traumatic event and one that involved an ex-partner which wasn’t particularly suited to your own developing relationship afterall. By the time you’d reached the comfort of your bed, exhaustion had pronounced itself and immediately took hold when your head hit the pillow. You slept through the incessant buzzing of your cellphone as an innumerable amount of texts and calls flooded in throughout the night, all coming from the same person.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! All characters presented in the story have been caricatured to fit the desired plot devices. Some interactions and situations may read out of character, this is only to progress the story and does not reflect my view of their canon personalities.

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#kid pirates #one piece #one piece fanfiction #anime #one piece x reader #eustass kid #eustass kid x reader #massacre soldier killer #eustass captain kid #eustass captain kidd #captain kidd x reader #captain kid x reader #what you won’t ever find

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oxymorayuri · 3 days

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❞𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬❝

Part five

If you haven't read the first part yet, you can find it here or the overview. ♡♡♡

✦ Pairing: Portgas D. Ace x Reader ✦ Warnings: language, angst ✦ Spoiler: none

A/N: This back and forth of feelings is screaming; Arctic Monkeys - Do I Wanna Know? sorry guys I'm totally on the Arctic Monkeys ride lol. Also their vibe somehow suits Ace.

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tagging: @lazyninjatheorist - @sassyyassi - @cottoncandyloverrrr

! ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ !

ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

"All right you two, that sounds good. Y/n I'm firmly convinced that you'll come back with valuable information." The captain of the Whitebeard pirates leans back with a satisfied expression.

"But before you leave tomorrow, I have something special for you…" He waves a crew member over to you, who was standing at the side with a box in his hand. The young man in front of you opens the box and your eyes widen with a sparkle.

"These are small ear buds that you can use to communicate." Whitebeard says with a smile due to your childish reaction. Excited like a little girl, you examine your new technology.

That's so coooool!

"How did you get hold of them Father??!" You're surprised about the specific model. These aren't normal spy buds… These are long distance earbuds. No matter how far away you are from each other, you can keep in touch. It is also quite difficult to disrupt their connection... You are thrilled.

"Oh, that was easy. We just never needed it, until now." - "Hohoohoh that's so cool! Now I really feel like a spy!" You eagerly reach into the box. You put one bud in your ear and happily walk over to Ace to put the other one in his.

"Come on Ace, say something!" excitedly, you gently tap him on the shoulder. Ace blushes slightly as you get so close to him. He's a little uncomfortable in front of Whitebeard, and not just because he's giving you both a judgmental stare. Imagine how he would react if he knew what was going on between you two…

When you hear Ace's voice in that earbud, you have to pull yourself together not to squeal and fall into Whitebeard's arms instead.

"Thank you, Daddy!" You sit on his lap like a little girl while he pats your head with a warm grin.

Ace observes the close relationship between you and Whitebeard. He could swear you even look alike.

"Ace, listen to y/n… but in case something goes wrong, you're allowed to do whatever you think is right." - "You can count on me, pops!" He confidently points his thumb at his chest and you snort as you cross your arms in front of your chest. A little annoyed, you look up at your father.

"I don't need a guard!" You grimace in offense and Whitebeard bursts out laughing.

"I know you're strong…" His gaze softens and you let go a little. "I've often played with the idea of putting someone by your side. The fact that you've always traveled alone has never made me feel good, but I've never found the right one…" - "You softy…" You're bold but your cheeks turn pink.

You could never have dreamed that you would ever experience the love of a parent. Where would you be if not on the Moby Dick?

He ruffles your hair and you struggle a little weakly as you both share a laugh.

"So you're saying Ace is the right one for the job?" - "There is no doubt about that. I trust Ace and I would like you to do the same." - "Okay but only because it's you father…" You groan out a little defeated and jump off his lap.

Together, you and Ace walk back onto the deck and look at the island you've docked at.

"The show starts tomorrow morning Ace… Are you ready?" You rest your hands on the railing and look over at Ace, who is gazing into the sunset beside you. His eyes peer down at you from the corner of his eye.

"I was born ready." His confident grin looks promising. You're eager to see how he performs.

The next day arrives and you wake up before the alarm clock rings. Brushing your teeth in front of the mirror, you think about the fact that Doflamingo hopefully won't recognize you. Luckily for you, you wore a wig when you were undercover in Alabasta...

When you come out of the bathroom, you stop in your tracks because Marco is sitting in a chair in front of you. In your room.

"What are you doing here?" A little surprised at him, you sit down in front of your dressing table to get ready.

"Good morning to you too, little lass..." You raise your eyebrows and give a little snort. "Yeah yeah good morning, whatever…"

"I'm here to give you some advice." Marco starts talking without moving from his seat.

"Oh dear. Here we go again…" You say boredly as you put your hair up in a low bun. But Marco doesn't let it bother him and just keeps on talking.

"It's usually the case that when two people like each other, they end up together… Apparently you and Ace like each other soooo???" - "So what?" you turn around annoyed and raise your eyebrows. Marco groans out in a heavy voice.

"Are you two finally a couple and had a bit of a crisis or what's going on with you?" - "What makes you think we're a couple? We are definitely not together." You stop, caught off guard, as you pack your things.

"Well, the rest of us have eyes in our heads, you know… Additionally, Ace has been getting on my nerves with you since day one! Besides, you've more or less told me that you like him." Your ears perk up.

"Ah yeah? Ace has been getting on your nerves since day one?" a kind of evil smile settles on your lips.

"What did he wanted to know? What did he ask you?" You put your hands on your hips "Ah, so now you're getting curious?" Marco interlaces his fingers and you could swear you see amusement in his eyes.

"Yeah, what am I supposed to say now?" You roll your eyes. Marco already knows what's going on. Why is he bugging you like this?

"Of course I want to know what Ace asked…" You turn around. You don't want to show him the blush on your face.

"It's nice to know that the feelings aren't just one sided… you know…" - "Finally you spit it out… I thought I had to pull it out of your fucking nose…" Marco makes a relieved noise and you look at him with a disgusted expression.

"Eww that's gross." - "I mean that rhetorically, gosh."

You know exactly what he meant, but you stick your tongue out at him.

"Well, now that the cat's out of the bag, what do you want to tell me?"

You know Marco only means well, as always. Like when you once failed a mission and he gave you comfort or when you had an argument with Teach and he rushed to your aid. He's always been there for you, even when you were a newcomer to the pirate gang. He looked out for you like a brother.

"I'm pretty sure the feelings aren't one sided. Ace is crazy about you. At first I don't think he quite realized it himself, but he's come around to his feelings." He looks you up and down. "Not like someone certain in front of me…" You throw a shirt at him, which you were going to pack in your suitcase, and give him a death stare.

"You're annoying." Marco doesn't mind your attitude and starts talking again.

"You said you were the problem the other day?" You pause for a moment and sit down in another chair.

"Ace is great, but I've met some great men and where are they now? I just don't know if it's worth it…" A little ashamed, you look to the side and avoid eye contact. Marco is not exactly surprised. He was already expecting something like this.

He considers his next words carefully as he glances around your room. Whitebeard really means well with you, he thinks to himself. He gave you the biggest and 'nicest' room on the ship.

Nice is actually an understatement. A bed that looks as comfortable as it will be in reality. Bed sheets made of the finest cotton and blankets made of the finest silk, imported from the capital of Alabasta.

One side of your room is completely covered with a beautiful and yet simple bookshelf and on one side is your desk and on the other side, opposite the desk, is a small sitting area.

Your dressing table was made especially for you by the same carpenter who made your weapons cabinet. You thought the details carved into the cabinet were so beautiful that you wanted the dressing table to be made by the same craftsman.

The cabinet was already in your room so you went to Whitebeard with your request and he immediately changed the destination of the Moby Dick and sailed to the craftsman's island.

The name would have been enough for you, but Whitebeard not only knows your worth, he loves you like his own flesh and blood. So he didn't hesitate and got you your dressing table straight away.

Marco seriously wonders what Whitebeard wouldn't do. He doubts that there is anything. Not even he himself has that luxury and he is the commander of the first division.

He even thinks that if Ace messes up with you, Whitebeard would kick him off the ship to make you happy again.

"You know y/n, sometimes you have to take the risk to know if it's worth it…" You groan and let your head fall back, running both hands over your face.

"Ace said something pretty similar to me." you grumble.

"You know what? I know you're right, but I haven't known Ace that long either... I need to trust him. You know, out there on my missions, I was always dealing with people who had stabbed you in the back. Maybe I'm a bit paranoid, but maybe that's not such a bad thing…"

You want to look strong in front of him. You get the feeling that he thinks you're scared. But you just know how men can be. You can get over the heartache, but not over the waste of time. Not about the fact that you trusted them with your heart and told them things you wouldn't have told anyone else.

Marco seems a little frustrated but knows that he can't push you any further.

"Just be aware that you might regret it." You snort a little scornfully at his words.

"Why." Your voice a little serious. What should YOU regret?

"I don't know…" He glances around at the ceiling and then looks directly into your eyes "Maybe Ace is getting involved in some flirting again. After all, he's not tied to anyone. Then what? Are you going to splash him with water again?" He grins at you with a knowing look.

You feel like you've been caught red-handed, but your grin widens.

"Oh, so you saw that?" You get up from your chair again as you need to pack a few more weapons.

"You're getting jealous y/n, so my advice is that if you can't admit your feelings, you shouldn't deepen them." That one hit home and you stop in your tracks.

He's right. You shouldn't intensify your feelings.

"You're going to be together for a while now so either you come back as a couple or I hope your feelings haven't grown. The last time you were completely alone, it was only half a night when something happened…" A little lost in thought, he spoke his last words and seemed to be thinking things over.

"What did you actually do that night after the pub? When Jozou and Whitey arrived drunkenly on the ship, they said that you two had left hours ago but you weren't on the ship when they arrived?" The heat went straight to your face as the images of that night came up and you stammered to yourself a little unsteadily.

"That's none of your business!" you yell at him as you put on a cute sun hat. Carrying two modest suitcases filled with weapons, equipment and clothing, you stride past him and head for your door. At the door, you gesture to the closed door and look at Marco expectantly.

"Would you be so kind as to open the door for me?"

Marco sighs a little but eventually gets up and holds the door open for you.

"Just promise to let me know if anything happens, okay?" He looks at you a little worriedly and it's hard to believe, but your facial features are softening.

"Yeah, sure."

Marco takes your suitcases from your hand and accompanies you to the deck of the Moby Dick.

It's a sunny and calm day, the breeze is light and you hold on to your hat so it doesn't fly off. There are already a few familiar faces on deck, just waiting to see you and Ace off. You are surprised that Ace is already there, he seems to be quite reliable after all.

Ace was still talking to a few of the other members and when he noticed you in the corner of his eye, he looked down at you in obvious surprise.

"You look so…" He stuttered a little when he saw you in your floral summer dress.

"…Unusual?" you finished his sentence. Your outfit is definitely very different from your actual style… You like to dress rather extravagantly, but today you're dressed like a fine little lady.

Ace still looks at you, somewhat enchanted.

"…No, no, no, rather cute." You raise your eyebrows with your mouth open as if you want to say something, but close your mouth again and walk past him without a word.

You say goodbye to your friends and walk over to Whitebeard, who is already waiting for you at the end to say goodbye.

Marco presses your suitcases into Ace's hands, who is still a little taken aback by the simple and sweet sight of you. You look like you're going on a beach vacation.

When Ace finally managed to say goodbye to everyone properly, he came sprinting up to you and Whitebeard.

"Okay you two! Are you ready to bring success to the Whitebeard pirates? Are you ready to be the key?" His eyes are on you. You are his key to success and it always feels good when he says this motivation speech.

Excited as if it's your first day at school, you nod at him. You always forget what a dangerous journey you are about to undertake because you are already looking forward to how proud your father will be when you return.

"Of course father!" He hums happily and offers you his hand to lift you into the small boat that will take you to the island.

Ace jumps into the boat and you don't miss his open shirt blowing in the wind.

"Hey Ace, I don't mind, but I think you should button up your shirt. Remember, we're simple people. Your muscles would just be a distraction…" You barely give him a glance as you check your make-up in a hand mirror, but the dark haired man is grinning up to both ears.

"Oh yeah, a distraction? To who?" He asks in a cheeky voice. You look up from your mirror with a raised eyebrow and he laughs teasingly at you while buttoning up his shirt.

You wave goodbye to the crew member who paddled you ashore and together you make your way to the small town.

Ace weighs the two suitcases in his hands and seems to be guessing.

"What have you all packed? The suitcases are damn heavy!" - "Just some things… Weapons, my equipment, which is important for missions like this, and of course my clothes." You're puzzled, as you'll probably be on a mission for a while, but you're not particularly surprised when you look at Ace, who only has a backpack on.

"Man, it feels like rocks."

Hope you liked it, see you <3

#one piece #ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d ace #one shot ace #ace one piece #portgas ace x you #ace x you #short fic #one piece fanfiction #one piece fic

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mariistyping · 2 days

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(I saw a post with this line in it and I’m obsessed so here.)

Allies? No.

Summary: as a member of the straw hat crew, you had an alliance with the heart pirates to further Luffy’s goal of becoming King of the Pirates. Your relationship with the captain of your allied crew has become a little. Messy. You try and find a way to explain why you’ve been spending so much time with the brooding captain and maybe he doesn’t like your choice of words.

Word Count: 478 words

Tags/TWs: cussing, loving, angy law.

Oblivious to the outside world beyond the kitchen walls, I was sat in the lap of Trafalgar Law, as we usually were in our free time, making out.

“Well well well.” I hear a low voice enter the room behind us. “What do we have here?”

I turn my head quickly away from Trafalgar, where just a second ago our lips were met in a fierce battle of dominance. I’m sure the blush was still present on my cheeks, but I spoke up anyway.

“Zoro. We were discussing our plans for the upcoming mission.” I stand up quickly and turn away from the man sat in the chair. “We are allies aren’t we.” I say gruffly as I stormed past the green haired man. I could hear him laughing but I did my best to ignore him.

A few hours go by, and I decided it was time to try and talk to Zoro about what exactly he had seen. I made it out of my room, only for a hand to plant itself on the wall right in front of me. Trafalgar.

“Traffy wha-“ he cut me off with a finger placed on my lips. “Allies? What the fuck.” He hissed out between gritted teeth.

I tried to protest but he shushed me again. “I figured you wouldn’t be comfortable so soon calling me your boyfriend. I was being understanding about it all, but now I don’t care if you don’t like being teased. If you value what you have with me you won’t refer to me as just an ‘ally’ again.” He moved his finger after I nodded my head, and I started talking fast.

“Traffy it’s not like that-“ he cut me off again with a quick glare. “I mean it.” He said walking away.

I sighed but pulled myself together enough to go and find Zoro.

As I walked the ships deck, I could hear the swordsman talking loudly about what he had seen in the kitchen earlier that day. I rounded the corner and pulled the man off, a glare etched into my features. “You.”

He held up his hands in mock defense laughing slightly “what did I do?”

“You know what you did!” I say pointing up at him. “You walked in. You got me in trouble. YOU made me call my boyfriend an ally..” I say quickly before realizing what I had said.

The swordsman smirked. God damn it. “I win.” His smirk louder than any words he could’ve said. “I told Traffy I’d get you to say it out loud. He didn’t think you would.” He said turning to walk away.

As he re-entered the kitchen, I could hear the rest of my crew laughing about boyfriends and girlfriends. I rolled my eyes and went to go find Traffy, to let him know he wasn’t just my ally anymore.

#one piece #trafalger d water law #trafalgar law #trafalgar law one shot #trafalgar d law x reader #one piece fanfiction

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anachronismstellar · 2 days

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Me: I'm going to write a funny body swap fic ahaha so funny!

Me, many many months later: HOW is this now a character study and WHY is angsty and has Trigger Warnings in it????

#writing #my writing #wip wednesday #wip wednesday game #fanfiction #my writing: it's all about perspective #one piece #one piece zosan #one piece fanfiction #zosan #zosan fanfiction #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #I blame Sanji's anxiety on this one #damn this boy can hold so much trauma in him

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bitterly-almond · 3 months

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A little comic inspired by @eastbluesaga 'something old; something new' fic. Previously posted on my old blog but I got shadowbanned lol.

#mishanks #red hair shanks #dracule mihawk #one piece #artists on tumblr #one piece fanart #one piece fanfiction #i hope you like it author i tried to send ask but i got shadowbanned sadly #shanks x mihawk #red eyed mihawk in the manga is so pwetty

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iluvzaddies · 8 months

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⊹˚₊ zoro being in love with you ₊˚⊹

— roronoa zoro, a former pirate hunter turned pirate, is a very reserved guy.

— when he meets you, he starts to open up more, smile more and laugh more.

— whenever sanji flirts with you, he becomes jealous and possessive. he glares at him from afar all the while yearning for you. he yearns for your attention to be directed at only him, no other man.

— then he realizes he has feelings for you. romantic feelings, as a matter o’ fact.

— but it is difficult for him to admit his feelings. he is very new to the concept of love and doesn’t know what to do, unlike sanji.

— zoro is 100% sure he is better than sanji in all aspects, but he isn’t confident when it comes picking up women, which sanji is a pro at.

— no way in hell will he ever ask the perverted love cook for advice, so he asks nami instead.

— according to nami, women like compliments, flowers, gifts, a candle lit dinner with a beautiful setting, basically all the typical romantic gestures.

— with that, zoro begins to court you.

— and he does exactly what nami told him.

— day 1: he randomly compliments you on your looks and whatever you do.

— day 2: he gives you flowers. not a big fancy bouquet of roses, but a few flowers he plucked from a forest tied together with a string.

— day 3: he buys you something with what money he has from logue town and gives it to you as a gift.

— day 4: he prepares a secret candle lit dinner for you with food he cooked himself as your dinner and the beautiful setting being the deck of the going merry, overlooking the ocean. the ship almost catches on fire due to the candle accidentally falling on top of spilt alcohol.

— you appreciated the thought and effort he put into the whole thing, even though the ship almost burnt to a crisp.

— on the 5th day, he finally confesses.

— and you also confess. in truth, you have had feelings for him as well, so it isn’t one-sided.

— hearing your confession, zoro is surprised, to say the least.

— nevertheless, he is glad you return his feelings. zoro doesn’t believe in god, but he thanks god for it.

— he presses his lips onto yours and kisses you.

— everyone catches sight of you and zoro kissing. you can hear nami and ussop cheering for you, luffy’s asexual ass being confused as ever and sanji fuming.

— after he kisses you, he gives you a toothy smile. a smile that you adore.

— you smile back, happy and content.

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bby-deerling · 2 days

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Can I have a HC about reader finding her used string tanga in their room.. (they stole it in the washing room and..you know😝) featuring Zoro, Law, Kid and Killer 😋😎🙏. Reader finds her underwear and confronts them 👀

you need to start including sanji in these because he was made for this prompt for real

catching them with your panties (nsfw)

ft. zoro, kid, sanji, law

masterlist || commissions

cw: panty stealing, panty sniffing, jerking off, getting caught masturbating, teasing

tagging: @willowbelle @eelnoise @atanukileaf @mirillua @fanaticsnail @indydonuts @zorolux

zoro

zoro actually doesn't mean to take a pair of your panties—he had snatched up a pile of clean clothes and accidentally taken them with him. so when you notice a familiar sliver of lace in his drawer, your face goes beet red, assuming the worst. when you confront him, he simply shrugs it off and says he didn't mean to take them. amused at how flustered you are, the smirk grows wider on his face when you ask him why he kept them instead of giving them back to you when he noticed.

"i dunno. just thought they were cute." he says with a smug grin, enjoying how your mouth hangs open, unable to respond properly. instead, you storm out of the room, so caught off guard that you forget to take your lacy underwear with you.

sanji

you really should have known better than to let sanji handle washing your clothes for you; not surprised in the least when your favorite string thong goes missing, you head into the boy's room shortly after you notice the cook enter. just as expected, he's splayed out on his bed, fisting his cock, the crotch of your panties in his mouth in a desperate attempt to taste any lingering remnants of your essence.

"you can't even lock the door? what if chopper walked in?" you snarl at him, unimpressed as his eyes blow out wide with shock.

"love, i—" he stutters, pulling the thong from his mouth as he scrambles to put words together; frozen in place, his hand is still around his cock, which only stokes the flames of your anger further.

"don't call me that while you're jerking off with my used underwear!" you exclaim, snatching your panties back and stomp out of the room, slamming the door loudly behind you.

sanji wouldn't admit it to a single soul, but he keeps going and cums twice as hard as he normally does while thinking about your angry, flustered, red face.

kid

"god—i knew it was you! stop stealing my damn underwear!" you yell at kid when you burst into his quarters and catch him jerking off with them. he's unfazed and makes eye contact with you, a wicked, crooked grin on his face as he continues to pump his cock.

"maybe i wouldn't have to take them if you'd just let go of your stupid pride and let me have the real thing." he snaps back, refusing to tear his golden eyes away from your body as he touches himself.

simultaneously disgusted and aroused, you let out a sharp exhale. "you're the fucking worst, you know that?" you say, cheeks burning as you let your eyes drift towards his thick, throbbing cock for the slightest of moments—an action that's not lost on kid.

"then why haven't you left yet? seems like you want a piece of me." he challenges. you open your mouth to respond, but have nothing witty to say, too distracted by the way his hand glides along his shaft.

"just get over here." he says impatiently, waving you over. before you have time to think things out too much, you find your feet already obeying his command as you walk towards him and pull your shirt over your head.

"don't get too comfortable. this is just a one time thing." you warn him as you unbutton your pants.

"we'll see about that, princess." he shoots back, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you up onto the bed.

law

a deer in headlights. trafalgar law is a deer in headlights when enter his room to bring him lunch and catch him with a pair of your panties in one hand and his cock in the other. before either of you can properly react, he's already teleported himself away, and you're left standing there reeling, flushed at the sight of him. you're not quite sure where he's went until you hear him cursing in the bathroom—you can practically see him, slumped over, head in his hands as he tries to deal with the embarrassment.

"law... are you okay?" you ask gingerly through the door, opting to use his name instead of calling him captain to try to ease the whirlwind of feelings descending upon him.

of course he wasn't okay. he felt awful the second he snatched your underwear from the laundry and worse that he gave into his urges, and now that you knew, it was even worse still. "i'm so fucking sorry..." he mumbles, burying his face even further into his arms.

"can i come in?" you ask softly, heat still lingering in your cheeks as the image of him touching himself to you remains burned into your eyelids.

"no." he replies harshly, unwilling to face either you or the situation at the moment.

"please?" you plead sweetly, keeping your tone as caring and sugary as possible to entice him to let you open the door, though truthfully, your hand is already on the knob and ready to twist it.

"fine." he relents, sighing as he hears the door creak, still stubbornly avoiding eye contact with you as you slide down the wall and sit beside him.

you poke him in the arm to try to gain his attention to no avail. "it's alright law, it's not that big of a deal." you say reassuringly, resisting the urge to hold him as he look about ready to pass out.

"you don't have to tell me that just to make me feel better. what i did was wrong and—" he says, though you cut him off before he can finish.

"law, i—" you start, words catching in your throat as you hesitantly gather the words together to make a subtle confession. "i know, but i don't mind." you say softly; your body tenses up with nerves while his relaxes, your words making him feel a bit less guilty. "i, um, just want to know if you like me or just, y'know, like thinking about me." you continue, swallowing a lump in your throat as you bite the inside of your cheek and await his response.

"this isn't how i wanted to do this at all." he says bitterly with a sigh as he finally turns his gaze towards you. "i like you, a lot, and i know what you just saw, but i'd like to take things slowly if that's okay with you." he says, allowing himself to let go of the breath he's been holding once the words escape him.

"i'd like that." you reply with a smile, leaning into his shoulder as law sighs with relief from both your words and the touch.

#one piece x reader #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #eustass kid x reader #eustass kidd x reader #zoro smut #law smut #sanji smut #one piece smut #one piece fanfiction #one piece drabble #one piece scenario

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willowbelle · 12 hours

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Heart Sleeves

❤︎ rosinante (corazon) x reader ❤︎

𖤐₊˚.༄ (fluff) 𖤐₊˚.༄

(written with fem reader in mind, but no pronouns mentioned)

cw: fluff, established relationship, kissing, size-difference.

summary: you wake up to cora baking in silence.

word count: ~900

author's note: i don't know why, but cora strikes me as a baker, hehe. and so, this cute lil scenario was born. been going thru it so i needed something sweet. :')

tagging: @fanaticsnail @bby-deerling @shamblespirate @maddddstuff @lowkeycasanova @stuckinthewrongworld @laylaloves-ed @leftladyluminary

Heart Sleeves

Cora rolls up his sleeves before pressing his hands into the floury dough on the countertop. His movements are deliberate as he shapes the batter into spheres and places them inches apart on a baking tray. His focus is evident in his furrowed brow and the quiet hum of concentration that fills the kitchen.

You walk in, still shaking off the remnants of sleep, the early morning light casting a soft glow around you. Your eyes are bleary, but the image of Cora working draws you in. He's absorbed in his task, his hands moving with calm precision as he shapes the dough on the countertop. You pause, too tired to speak, just smiling as you watch him work. He hasn't noticed you yet, so you simply lean against the doorframe, enjoying the peaceful moment and the soothing aroma of baking bread.

And then, it dawns on you--the room is completely silent. Cora, being the kind-hearted man you know him to be, must’ve muted the noise with a thoughtful mutter of silence, as to not disturb your much-needed slumber.

You linger in the doorway, enveloped in the quiet intimacy of the moment. The scent of fresh dough mingles with the gentle warmth of the morning, creating a cocoon of tranquility. Cora continues his work, his big hands moving fluidly over the dough.

As you watch, your smile deepens. The love and care he puts into every touch are clear to you, a silent testimony to his thoughtfulness.

The calm of the room lulls you further into a state of peace, and you let your eyes close for a moment, savoring the serenity that surrounds you. But soon, the comforting rhythm of Cora’s work stirs a desire within you to be closer.

With a gentle push off the doorframe, you walk silently toward him. As you approach, you gently wrap your arms around his waist from behind, resting your cheek against his back. He finally notices your presence and looks down at you with a soft smile. His focus shifts to a touch of warmth and tenderness as he pauses his work, brushing a floured hand up and down your intertwined arms.

He tilts his head slightly, his voice gentle as he murmurs a pensive, "Did I wake you?" His concern is evident, even in his quiet tone.

You respond with a soft shake of your head, a reassuring smile playing on your lips. "No, not at all," you say, your voice a quiet murmur. "I was drawn in by the smell of what you're making.”

You hold him a little tighter, relishing the warmth of his touch and the comforting rhythm of his work. "I just wanted to watch you for a moment," you add.

Cora chuckles softly, his floured hands leaving gentle imprints on your arms as he turns to face you. With a smooth motion, he lifts you up effortlessly and places you on the counter, so you're closer to his impressive height.

The cool touch of the countertop beneath you is a stark contrast to the warmth of his hands. It’s a bit jarring, sends a shiver down your spine, but before your body can even react, the warmth is returned, this time with a tender touch of his hand to your cheek.

Your heart quickens as he leans in, his gaze tender and full of affection. His touch lingers for a moment before he gently kisses you, a sweet, lingering moment that seems to encapsulate the tranquility of the space around you.

As the kiss deepens, you feel the gentle pull of his embrace, his other arm wrapping around your waist, holding you close. His arms are strong and secure, keeping you grounded.

His touch is gentle, his fingers lightly tracing your skin with a feather-like touch, as if you were made of delicate glass. As you gaze up at him, his imposing frame strikes you, a testament to his strength and power—he seems as though he could consume you whole.

Yet, his warmth and gentleness is a stark contrast to his size, cradling your cheek with a tender caress that chases away any lingering chill; a lighthearted soul nestled within the body of a giant.

You savor the unexpected juxtaposition of his strength and tenderness, feeling completely at ease in his embrace. His lips press against yours once more, with a quiet, lingering passion, leaving you breathless and warm.

His hand shifts from your cheek to the nape of your neck, his touch soothing and secure. You find comfort in his closeness, the rise and fall of his chest calming your own breath. His playful soul shines through in the twinkle of his eyes, an energy that dances between you both.

As he pulls back from the kiss, his smile is gentle, full of affection. He lets out a low, contented hum, and you know he is just as lost in the moment as you are. You stay in his embrace, feeling his hands roam down your back, tracing gentle patterns that make your skin tingle.

Cora leans in closer, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face before murmuring a sweet, quiet,

"Maybe I should start baking every morning if it means waking up to kisses like that."

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undiscovered-horizon · 5 months

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[To be loved is to be changed. And while being married to you has changed Mihawk, it's not entirely for the better. He's a possessive and protective lover to the marrow of his bones.]

(TW for unwanted sexual comments)

Mihawk knew the name 'Shantaro' quite well. Any time you told him a story from your adolescence that revolved around borderline illegal, unethical or simply reckless adventures, Shantaro was there. The little devil on your shoulder but as reliable as a true angel.

He, however, never expected you to run into Shantaro on the odd night when the two of you can go out. Comfortably basking in your presence, Mihawk is thoroughly enjoying your undivided attention.

Until.

You're suddenly rendered speechless as you notice something - someone - over his shoulder. A wide smile spreads across your face. Mihawk is unsure whether he should rejoice with how beautiful you look or seethe, knowing that another person dared to distract you from him.

"It's Shantaro!" you squeal excitedly. "I'm sorry, love, I'll be just a moment. I haven't seen her in ages!"

Mihawk doesn't even try to stop you as you make your way through the crowd at the lounge. His watchful gaze follows your steps as you approach a stringy woman in a silver dress. A hurricane of black curls sits on top of her head. Her piercing, grey eyes notice you, suddenly widening with both surprise and happiness. The two of you engulf each other in a bone-crushing hug, silently exchanging feelings of longing towards the closest friend from younger years.

The swordsman's night, however, is about to get even worse as he hears someone behind him whisper:

"She's a minx, that foxy wife of yours."

He turns around with his jaw and fists clenched. Mihawk's enraged gaze meets the face of an amused man who is casually sipping on his drink. There's a glint in the stranger's eyes that makes the swordsman's skin crawl - he wanted to get under Dracule's skin.

"Don't look so surprised," the stranger reprimands him. The man must have mistaken Mihawk's baffled expression at the bold words for genuine surprise that someone put two and two together. Truthfully, he couldn't care less whether people know that he's married. "Many pirates get hard fantasising about having their way with the Warlord's wife." Judging by the way the man licks his lips and hides a certain hunger behind his eyes, it's clear he's part of the aforementioned group. "But the Warlord himself? Unfortunately for him, she turns him soft," he drones the word as though it's a serious insult.

"Yes, she does," Mihawk answers slowly.

The events that followed happened exceptionally fast: Mihawk reached for the stranger's neck and slammed the man's head against the bar counter. Curiously, people happening to be in their vicinity carry on as though nothing bizarre is happening - they are smart enough not to get in Dracule Mihawk's way, especially when he is visibly upset.

Blood is gushing from the strange man's forehead, his eye already beginning to swell and change colour. The swordsman tilted his victim's head back just enough to lean down and growl. "Which is why I'm going to kill you much faster than you deserve for your offence."

Mihawk glances in your direction. You're still occupied, excitedly telling Shantaro about the years after you've last met her.

He'll be done before you notice him gone.

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zwhoreo · 7 months

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can i request some slutty luffy? just fuck me up fam ☠️

AHH i think this is so beautiful and one of my fav smuts i’ve written!!! :’)

hunger - luffy x f!reader

smut

summary: luffy gets incredibly horny, and he’s confusing lust with hunger

contains: mating press, praise, marking (reader receiving)

words: 2.4k

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Luffy’s alone. He thinks, right now, of touch. And his body is sweaty from the day and from his yearning mind, he’s shirtless because an hour ago he lit on fire beneath his skin, he’s been simmering ever since, and it’s healed, somehow, by touch. So his fingers dig into the grooves of his abs, he likes to feel them flex and shift as he traces every corner, mouth open, drooling onto the glass of the porthole. He left his bed an hour ago when he lit on fire beneath his skin. His blanket became too hot, his mind too full to fall asleep. He’s thinking about food now, juicy fruits that drip down his throat, melted cheese, the greasy, fatty pieces of steak that slide so slowly along his tongue.

He rubs his stomach because he’s hungry, that’s it. There’s a burning within him, starvation but if it was beautiful. He needs food right now but he knows, somehow, that food won’t do anything for him, not really. And if he rubs his stomach because he’s hungry then why does his hand go lower, down beneath his waistline, tugging at the hair down there because, why? Why does this feel good? Why is he moaning, little whimpers that fog the glass, what does he need? He thinks of touch. Skin on skin. That’s it, skin on skin.

You’re probably alone. Moonbeams sail one by one from the east with the wind and blackening sky as the sunset turns lilac, fading, gold waves turning silver, copper. Translucent silk the color of the sunset hangs from your shoulders, a slip so loose it barely covers your chest. It isn’t cold tonight and you’re not tired. You saw dolphins this evening and you wonder if you can see them again before the water disappears in the night. Everyone else is already asleep. You hope that when you’re tired you can find Luffy, who’s probably asleep, and curl up with him as everything drifts away.

But as the ocean laps at the ship and you’re calmed by the gentle rocking you feel, suddenly, arms from behind. Arms that run over yours, hands massaging your wrists up to your shoulders. A distinct smell, the feeling of hot rubber, this is Luffy and he’s so, so warm. And his breathing is so heavy in your ear. He places his chin on your shoulder and it’s covered in drool, he begins to slowly lick your neck as he pulls you closer. You haven’t even said hi before he has you in his lap, squeezing your waist from behind. His licks turn to kisses, and then to bites, all over your upper back and then a wet, raw trail up to your jaw. He’s groaning with want, no words yet, he has too many things he wants to say.

“Hi Luffy,” you murmur with a little smile, reaching back to pet his face which is burning up and flushed. His tongue laps your cheek, he’s an excited puppy, you feel his teeth now so you ask gently, “what’s up?”

“Gonna eat you,” he says in a quiet, gravely voice, right into your ear. He whines after this in desire, in hunger, he’s lustful and desperate.

“Yeah?” You lean back against him. His arms are so tight, he’s trying to wrap you up and crush you like a python. And you can feel his heartbeat race in every muscle.

“Mh, ‘cause you’re real pretty. And I’m hungry so I’m gonna eat you.” He’s almost trying to take a bite out of your neck now, his teeth are sharp but his tongue is soothing, he moans because he likes the flavor. “Real pretty…” he hisses again beneath his breath.

You turn so you’re facing him. He needs a kiss right now and he doesn’t hesitate to grab your face and dive in, writhing tongue slipping greedily between your lips. And there’s a gentleness here too, his hand moves to the back of your head, stroking your hair adoringly. He isn’t going to hurt you he just needs you so, so bad and he doesn’t really know how or why or what he should say.

“God, Luffy.” You’re quiet, muffled by his mouth. And just hearing your voice again clouds his mind.

“Love ya, love ya so much,” he says in between moans and kisses. His nails scrape at your chest, delighted by softness, something to grab onto, more to squeeze. “I wanna play, please can we play?”

Trying to get on top of you he’s leaning over you and pulled by instinct, he wants you straddling him but he wants to be on top at the same time. He’s just a tangle of limbs right now, saliva dripping messily onto your neck.

“Of course I’ll play with you.” You’re blushing, eyes closing but he’s squeezing your cheeks and forcing you to look at him, huge sparkling eyes as deep as the Mariana look down on you.

Luffy begins to laugh. Just a breathy giggle at first, blowing air between his teeth in a little joyful hiss. And then his mouth opens, he laughs more, louder, that’s what he does when he’s excited and when he knows he’s about to get something that he wants so, so bad. And then it fades to giggles again, and he stills for a moment, no movement except his chest. Rise and fall, rise and fall. He’s just looking at you.

And then he licks his lips. He dives in.

You make a small sound, surprised and unable to react in time, as Luffy plants his feet firmly on the deck, your thighs slamming his stomach as your legs are thrown over his shoulders. And you’re bent, folding tighter and tighter as Luffy crouches over you. His arms encircle your legs and your back and your waist and constrict again, his legs are spread and ready, twitching, hips pressing yours. He’s forgetting, probably, that you aren’t as flexible as he is.

“This is good, Lu, this right here,” you manage to choke out because you often have to remind him what your body can and can’t take.

He mumbles a little apology and does a once over with his eyes, he wants to make sure that you aren’t hurt but, at the same time, he’s letting his gaze linger on your body, on the silk slip that’s fallen as your waist curls upwards and your breasts are bare now, so delicious, he’s drooling again. You’re tasty, you’re his.

This must take so much strength, the way he’s perched on his toes over your body, his thigh muscles clench and ripple against yours. Shared sweat, shared warmth. His balance is perfect even as he reaches for your chest, rubbing, holding, kissing, now he’s kissing your lips, now your neck. He doesn’t want this ever to be over.

And he says, “I love ya so much.” That’s the third time he’s said it.

“I love you too,” you say with such joy even as you’re breathless still, but before you can finish he’s pressing his mouth to yours hungrily. You said you loved him and he wants to taste it — the flavor of those words — it’s all-consuming.

“Tastes so good, mmh,” Luffy gasps as he takes you into this hot, wet kiss, “can’t wait, wanna play now.”

You’re not sure how he did it from this position, but his pants are off, kicked to the side. His cock is aching and leaking already and smoldering against your stomach, you can see it from here, throbbing and waiting, skin so smooth and thin and perfect like auburn moth wings over red-hot iron.

His chest crashes against yours in a tidal wave now because this new vulnerability makes him want to be closer. Now you can’t see it anymore but god, it’s so hard it feels like he’s denting you, so long and thick like a python, he’s still holding you, and squeezing more and more. Like a python.

With so much pressure he wraps his hands around lower, lower, snapping your panties, thrusting against your stomach in a way that shakes your body but he’s got you. You’re in his arms.

Begging eyes so close to yours, mouth on your lips and cheek, breathing so fast and so warm and he whispers, “can I?” And it’s so scratchy and kind and needy so deep in his throat.

So you pull his hair, you kiss him, yes.

Rolling back on his heels he finds his way, sloppy thrusts that don’t quite make it but god when they do, he isn’t going all the way even though his every nerve craves you but you’re his baby and he can’t hurt you.

Thick tip so soft and gentle, butterfly wings and flowers, impossibly hard and aching in heartbeat rhythms against your clit, moving you with every pulse, searching and desperate like a moth to a flame he finds you.

Shivers that make you clench your legs against his shoulders as he rubs and rubs back and forth and hugs your body and bites your cheek and murmurs, “that feel good? Ya like that?” with such curiosity like he really wants to know, he wants an answer.

“Perfect, so perfect. Please, I need you.” Words in his ear like shooting stars lighting up his body like the darkening sky. He’s made of ochre sunbeams.

He smiles and laughs and with another quick kiss he’s finding you more. Muscles flex and as he leans forward onto you he’s there, right there. He starts to moan loudly and whisper about how happy he is but it’s Luffy so it’s not a whisper, really. He’s not even inside you yet. He’s just so, so excited.

“Feels so good, so good. C’mere,” he giggles against you happily and makes sure he holds you as he’s pushing into your body, you’re filled in an instant and more and more every second.

Amid the panting and moaning you can almost hear that heartbeat and those pulsing veins buried in you. You’re dented again but from the inside now. With a little mh, Luffy finds his home so, so deep. You’re in a cocoon of warmth, wrapped in the sun, filled by the sun, melting.

“My girl’s so pretty, gotta bite, gonna bite.” Those teeth again and their practiced, hungry chewing. He swallows on instinct, abs vibrating and tightening against your skin as his stomach purs. And he’s rocking into you, back and forth on his toes, enjoying that deep, tight massage. He’s inside you, he’s trying to eat you, trying to get you inside him, too.

You’re going to be covered in marks but that’s ok. You like hearing him groan and laugh against you, and something about that swallowing, his throat flexing against your shoulder, that’s so beautiful to feel.

“Mine, ‘kay? Mine.” Luffy’s talking the whole time through his laughter and you’re swept away by him as he continues to crush your body from the inside over and over, tidal waves on a cliff’s edge, he makes whirlpools in you.

“This is so fun, you’re so fun, so pretty,” he keeps huffing and you hear this over and over as he squirms and wriggles on your body, thrusts shallower because he can’t bear to pull out of you any more than he needs to. Luffy wants to be close and never leave.

He tries to have conversations with you that just spill into unending praise. You’re too dizzy and lost in this world of feeling to respond most of the time but you kiss him whenever he wants, you tell him he’s beautiful and that he feels so good whenever your voice is there.

He’s swelling in you, veins bulging and rubbing so far up inside you that you feel him throbbing in your stomach, his twitching cock encouraged by your clenching, leaking, every muscle wracked with craving and overstimulation.

“Gonna fill you up ‘cause you’re real pretty,” he laughs against your lips, twisting into you deeper still, “gotta make ya all mine.” He still sounds so sweet and so soft, just a playful little puppy.

Even as he groans and begins to pump you full.

Love feels like this, love is raw and endless like this, love makes you float away. You close your eyes and now he lets you, you just hold him, you let the rhythm carry you and it feels like so long until he’s done. He doesn’t want to pull away but his legs give out. His knees finally hit the deck, he squeals in delight as he’s pulled from you with a wet little sound. But he’s still hugging you, of course.

“Heh, felt so good.” Luffy’s smiling with all his teeth, his chin sparkles with saliva, and your neck is dripping too, “thanks, darlin’. Love ya so much”

“Love you too. I love you, Luffy.” You don’t want to ever leave from his arms and you feel so empty now. But you’re soaked in him, neck and thighs both shining.

His hand rests gently on your back, helping you sit up, your slip falls back down over your body and it’s all wrinkled now. Luffy smooths your hair, he pets you, now is when he just wants to stare at you and not say a word. But when he sees the blooming red and purple trailing from your ear to your collarbone he starts to shake a little bit.

“Aw, this ain’t hurtin’ right?” he murmurs, tracing the bruises and teeth marks with his fingers so softly, carefully. There’s no blood, it’s just glossy with layers of drool, he’s proud but he needs to check on you first.

“No, it’s not bad. Don’t worry, I like it.” You kiss him right next to his mouth but he turns, quickly, because he wants your lips. “Whole crew’s gonna know I’m yours, that’s all.”

This makes him smile. He sees no reason for embarrassment or shame, you’re his so he can bite you when he wants. You feel his muscles twitch against you again as he laughs. And he’s flushed all red, hibiscus on his warm honey skin. Those eyes, dark brown eyes melting with that lavender of the sunset which is almost gone now, fading silently. So orchid blue then, on loving, deep Bulgarian rose.

“Good! I want ‘em to.” he rubs his head against your cheek, still biting just a little. And now he’s moving like he wants to pick you up and carry you, even though you’re both tired. But it’s because he’s hungry, and in that throaty little voice he asks, “wanna go get snacks?”

#blushing rn #luffy x reader #one piece #luffy #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #luffy x y/n #one piece smut #luffy smut #luffy x reader smut #luffy x f!reader

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inlovewithquestionablecharacters · 7 months

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Luffy X Reader: Love bites

Only joined the One piece fandom recently and i'm already obsessed with Luffy ❤️

Warnings: Smut, public sex (they're asleep but still), biting, hickeys, oral (f reciving), cum eating, unprotected sex, penetration(p in v), fingering, handjob, kissing, fluff, luffy being luffy.

Word Count: 3,2K

The crew had just come back from a rather successful adventure and decided to celebrate over some drinks. Some drinks turned into many drinks and now you found yourself surrounded by your drunken crew mates, the moonlight shining against you. Usopp was passed out on the floor mumbling in his sleep, Nami and Zoro were having a contest to see who could do the most acrobatics without getting nauseous and Sanji was off to the side flirting with a statue you'd retrieved in your mission. You observed your crew with a small smile. You hadn't drank as much as the others so you were just a little buzzed. Maybe a little more giggly than normal but nothing too bad. You closed your eyes, breathing in the salt air.

You loved this life. The pirate life. Sure, you were constantly on the run and it seemed everyone had something against your crew but it didn't matter. You felt at home with your bundle of misfits. Your odd little family. You'd owe Luffy for the rest of your life for dragging you along. Without him you'd still be stuck on your little island withering away in boredom and loneliness. Luffy had this effect on him, this hidden talent of finding people who needed him without them even knowing it. Luffy was….

Where the hell was he?

You opened your eyes abruptly, searching the ship for your raven haired Captain. Nothing. Luffy was nowhere to be seen. He was probably in the kitchen you thought. Just as you were about to close your eyes again you felt something grab you. Your instinct was to fight but when you saw his familiar smile the fear disappeared. Luffy had wrapped his arms around you and dragged you over to where he was sitting. He'd dragged you across the ship like you weighed nothing. Even after knowing him for a while his abilities still surprised you.

"Hi Luffy.”

“Hi!”

His breath smelled of alcohol and his words came out slower than usual. You couldn't help but smile at the way he looked, all blissed out and beautiful. Falling for Luffy was easy. Inevitable even. He just had this energy to him, this magnetic pulse that seemed to drag you to him.

The rest of the crew felt it too. It was why they decided to join him on his adventure with little hesitation. But what you felt was different. You’d catch yourself admiring your Captain constantly. It didn’t matter if you were in a fight, running for your lifes or just hanging out on the Merry your eyes always seemed to dart in his direction. You wondered if the crew noticed it. You thought you were very discreet with it, sneaky even. Sure there were times when your gaze would linger for too long but no one had ever mentioned anything so you thought you were safe. It’s funny how oblivious people can be when they choose to believe something.

“You okay Luffy?”

“Better now.”

Luffy’s arms wrapped around your thorax like an odd meaty corset. You gasped slightly when you felt him lift your body up and place you on his lap, your legs settling on the sides of his thighs. Luffy was an affectionate person. He loved physical touch but this was another level of contact. One you weren’t used to receiving. You placed your hands on Luffy’s shoulders forcing him to release you slightly so you could look at his face.

“Are you sure you’re okay Captain?”

Luffy closed his eyes, taking a deep breath in as he did. When he opened his eyes once again there was an odd look to them. You were used to seeing his bright eyes opened wide with joy or wrinkling on the sides as he smiled, something he did a lot. But now his eyes had a certain look to them. They looked a lot like they did when he was serious about something but there was a slight twist. A sort of seductive energy to his gaze. His eyes bore into yours causing you to swallow dry. Luffy tilted his head to the side a little before moving to look at his arms wrapped around you. You watched as he licked his lips slowly. You opened your mouth to ask him once more if he was alright but before you could do so Luffy pulled your chest flush to his and sank his face into your neck. You felt his nose move against your collarbone, your eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.

“You smell so good.”

You felt him take a deep breath in, the warm air tickling your skin.

“Could eat you up.”

“Luffy, are you sure you’re-Ah!”

Luffy’s teeth sank into your neck without warning causing you to moan out. Before you could even process what was happening Luffy was already kissing the place where he’d bit you, his tongue lapping over the tender skin before sucking gently. Your head lulled to the side instinctively giving your Captain more access to your flesh. Your breath came out in short bursts as Luffy continued to lavish your neck in hickeys. You didn't expect this. Not from your Captain. Not from Luffy. Yet here you were.

Your hands moved to the back of his neck grabbing the hair on the base and giving it a small tug when Luffy gave you a particularly rough suck. Luffy groaned at the feeling, his hips moving up to rut against yours. You felt the stiff outline of his dick against your clothed cunt. This is really happening. You weren't just imagining things. The thought seemed to snap you out of your lustfull daze. You grabbed Luffy's hair tugging him on your neck with force. Your Captain glanced at you questiongly calling out your name in a whisper.

“What's wrong?”

“You're drunk Luffy.”

“So are you.”

“Not as much as you are. I’ll remember this in the morning. I won’t regret it but you-”

“What makes you think I'd regret this?”

You opened and closed your mouth trying to come up with a good answer. The truth was you weren’t used to people desiring you. You’d grown up in a place where everyone made you feel like you weren’t enough. Not pretty enough, not smart enough, not good enough. After being told that your entire life it’s hard to believe it isn’t true. And Luffy was, well he was Luffy. Luffy your friend, Luffy your captain. Luffy the boy who had saved you. The boy you loved. Woah, first time you'd allowed yourself to admit that.

“Hey.”

Luffy seemed to sense your fears, his hands unlatching from your body so that he could hold your face.

“There are better people out there, Luffy.”

“I don't want better. I want you.”

Your eyes widened at Luffy's words, lips quivering slightly. You placed your head against his nuzzling your nose against his. Luffy grinned against your skin before placing a peck on your lips. You leaned back, glancing at Luffy's lustful eyes before latching your lips to his. The kiss was messy, the way Luffy liked it. He devoured your mouth, sucking at your bottom lip. You opened your mouth to him, tongues tangling with each other in a sort of desperate dance. Luffy's hands found their way to your ass grabbing onto the flesh roughly. You moaned against his open mouth, hips grinding down on his crotch.

“Ah porra, isso gatinha.” (Oh fuck, thats it darling.)

You didn’t understand anything when Luffy spoke Portuguese but the sound of his voice when he talked in his mother tongue did something to you. You pressed your thighs against Luffy's legs trying to get some much needed friction. Your captain noticed your needs, his hands travelling down to your pants. His fingers toyed with the buttons before glancing up at you.

“Can i?”

“Yes please Luffy. Need you.”

The whine in your voice made Luffy growl, his hands working rapidly to gain access to your pussy. The moments his digits found their way to your folds you keened. Your body launched forward, head resting on Luffy's chest. He played with your folds, gathering up your juices in his fingers.

“So wet for me baby.”

“Only for my Captain.”

Luffy liked being called Captain in general but the way the title sounded slipping out from your lips did something unspeakable to him. He plunged a finger into your cunt grinning at the small moan that escaped your lips. He thrusted his finger into you for a moment before adding another one. You gripped onto Luffy's arm, your nails digging into his forearm. Your eyes fell on Luffy's arm as he fingered you, watching the muscles contract as his hand worked on bringing you to bliss. You didn’t expect it, the thought had never occurred to you but before you knew it you were sinking your teeth into Luffy's bicep. Luffy's hand stopped moving against your pussy, his whole body going rigid. Fuck. Did he not like it? Had you ruined the mood with your actions?

“Luffy i’m so-”

“Do that again.”

“Huh?”

“Do that again.”

Luffy's voice dropped an octave as he spoke, his eyes glossed over and his pupils blown wide. You looked at him hesitating for a moment before biting down on his arm again. The moan that ripped itself from Luffy's throat was feral. His hips bucked up into your forcing his fingers to go deeper into your pussy and causing you to let out a moan of his name. Your hand clasped around your mouth, eyes widening as you remembered where you were. You turned your body so that you could see where the others were. A sigh of relief left your lips when you realised that the rest of your crew were passed out. Completely unaware of what you and their Captain were getting up to. You turned your attention back to Luffy caressing his hair before placing another kiss to his lips. You bit his lip and tugged causing his skin to stretch a little as you did. You let out a giggle.

“Sorry!”

“It’s okay. I liked it”

“Oh yeah?”

You repeated your action this time grinding your hips down on his as you did. Luffy gritted out your name, teeth finding your neck once more as he bucked up into you. He removed his fingers from your cunt and shoved them in his mouth.

“So sweet. Taste so good.”

Luffy's innocent eyes glance up at you.

“Let me taste you.” “You don’t have to Luffy.”

“I want to. Please let me eat it.”

“Oh-okay.”

Luffy manoeuvred you off his lap laying you down on the bench. You watched as he tugged down your pants exposing your cunt to him. Even in the dark you could see the smile that appeared on his face as he glanced at your pussy. He kneeled on the ground tugging you by legs. He placed either leg on his shoulders, his fingers playing with your folds.

“Look at that. So pretty.”

“Luffy please…”

Luffy didn’t want you to beg. He had no desire to tease you. All he wanted was to make you feel good. And that was exactly what he did. Luffy ate you out like you were the last meal he’d ever have. You had to bite into your hand to keep yourself from moaning too loud and waking the others. The thought of one of them waking up and finding you like this scared you but in a strange way it also gave you a small thrill. You liked the thought of people seeing Luffy worshipping you like you were the only person in the blue sea. Luffy enjoyed the thought too but for a completely different reason. He liked the idea of the crew seeing that he was the one who made you feel like this. That you were his and his alone. You didn’t notice it because you didn’t value yourself but anyone in the crew would worship the ground you walked on if you’d let them. But you’d chosen Luffy and he wanted everyone to know it.

“Luffy baby-Uh ah-i’m close!”

Luffy wanted you to cum, he wanted to see the way your face scrunched and your eyes rolled back but he didn’t know if he could last much longer without being inside you.

“Can I put it in?”

“What?”

“Can i fuck you right?”

Your orgasm was clouding your mind and Luffy's fingers made it hard to think straight so it took you a moment to understand what he was asking. The second you understood you nodded your head enthusiastically.

“Please Luffy, need you baby. Need you inside.”

Luffy's arms wrapped around you once more lifting your limp body with ease before settling you down on his hips again. Your hands found their way into his pants grabbing a hold of his cock and making him hiss. You licked a strip down your hand tugging Luffy's pants down so that his dick could be free. You watched the pre cum leak from his shaft, your thumb moving to collect it before placing it in your mouth. You sucked on your thumb, eyes never leaving Luffys as you did. You gave his cock a couple of strokes, observing his Adam's apple move as you fastened your pace. Luffy's hand wrapped around yours stopping your motion. You raised your eyebrow in question.

“If you keep doing that I'll cum.”

“Maybe that's what I want.”

“Well I plan on cumming inside that pretty pussy of yours.”

You paused, surprised at Luffy's words. You didn’t imagine something so naughty could come out of the sweet boy's mouth.

“If that's okay with you that is.”

“Oh sweet Luffy.”

You leaned down so that your mouth was near Luffy's ear before whispering.

“I want you to stuff me full.”

That did it. Luffy's hands moved to wrap around your thighs, lifting you up so that he could line his dick up with your entrance. The both of you moaned as your bodies joined. Your walls fluttered around Luffy's dick making him bite down on your shoulder. You sank your hands into his hair, grinding your hips against him slowly.

“Luffy you have to move…please-ah uh- move.”

You started to set the pace, bouncing up and down on Luffy's cock with ease. After a while your legs began to hurt and your rhythm started to falter. Luffy could tell you were close to cumming, not being so behind himself, and decided to take over. He began pistolling into you using his arms as leverage. In a matter of seconds the two of you were seeing white. You screamed out Luffy's name as you came, feeling his seed paint your walls. The two of you stayed silent against each other trying to catch your breath. You heard someone stir behind you causing you to look back. You went to get off of Luffy but his hands held you in place.

“Luffy someone’s awake we have to-”

“Shhh wait a minute.”

Usopp appeared from the other side of the deck, his hands against his head as he stumbled over. He didn’t seem to notice where he was going but then his eyes fell on you. He called out your name and you ignored him, hiding your face in Luffy's neck.

“Luffy is she okay?”

“Yeah she’d just tired. I’m going to take her to bed.”

Luffy stood up his dick shifting against your sensitive walls. You moaned and Luffy hissed at the feeling. Luffy's arms were wrapped around your ass in a way that made it impossible to notice you weren’t wearing any pants. You could feel Luffy's seed running down your bare thigh.

“Oh okay. I think I'll go to bed too. My head is killing me.”

“Goodnight!”

“Night Captain.”

Luffy watched Usopp pass by the two of you without doubting a thing. He even stopped for a moment and whispered goodnight to you, completely unaware of what was happening. As soon as your sharpshooter was out of view Luffy raced across the deck to his bedroom. When the two of you arrived he unwrapped his arms from you and placed you on his bed immediately tugging you to the edge and kneeling down. Luffy spent the rest of the night with his face buried in your cunt pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you.

You woke up the next morning wrapped around Luffy's sheets. A small smile found its way onto your face as you recalled last night's event. You turned to snuggle into Luffy but instead you were greeted with an empty bed. You got up, grabbing your clothes from the floor and putting them on. You smoothed your hair with your hand, yawning as you made your way out of Luffy's room. You walked over to the kitchen. Just as you had expected, you found Sanji and Zoro.

“Morning boys.”

You smiled at the cook who winked at you before glancing at Zoro. The swordsman had a smirk plastered on his face.

“What is it moss head?”

“Someone had a good night.”

You froze for a moment but then regained your composure. There was no way he knew. They had been fast asleep. Zoro was testing you and you weren’t going to fall for it.

“I have no idea what you're talking about Zoro.”

“Sure you don’t.”

“I mean it moss head. Nothing happened. I drank with you guys and then went to bed okay? Whatever you think happened must have been some drunk hallucination.”

“I’d believe you. If it weren’t for those.”

“For what-”

Oh shit. You glanced at your reflection in one of the pans eyes falling on the purple bruises littered all over your neck and chest. You looked at Sanji and then at Zoro.

“Shut up.”

“We didn’t say anything.”

“Hey it’s alright, everyone deserves a good time.”

“Yeah well at least I wasn't flirting with a chunk of rock last night.”

With that you left the kitchen ,the sound of Zoro's laughter being muffled as you made your way to the deck. You passed Nami and Ussop on the way, giving them a brisk good morning and not missing the way their eyes moved from your face to the hickeys on your body.

“Quiet.”

“Didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah yeah. Where's Luffy?”

Ussop pointed to the top of the Merry. You thanked him and made your way towards the straw hat pirate. Luffy was sitting crossed leg on top of the head of the lamb. You made your way over, calling out his name. He turned at the sound of your voice, greeting you with a smile. He got up and met you halfway.

“Goodm-uff.”

Luffy pulled you into a kiss which you returned. You pulled away after a while smiling wide as you looked at Luffy.

“Sit with me?”

“Sure.”

You began to sit down but Luffy was quicker. He grabbed your body and dragged you onto his lap. You laughed as he nuzzled into your neck. He placed a kiss on the marks he’d made last night before moving to give your forehead a kiss. You grinned, caressing his hair lovingly. You could get used to this. Just the sea, Luffy and your crew. A good life. One you deserved.

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What You Won’t Ever Find (Kidd x Reader)

Part Three

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Content Warning: nsfw, modern!AU, suggestive language, unhealthy attachment

Content Description: gn!reader meets Kidd in a bar and their relationship develops from there ♡

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The next several days were spent texting Kidd about any and everything with no topic left unexplored. He’d start each day by texting you good morning and you’d end the night over the phone, telling him to get some rest when his speech slurred as a consequence of exhaustion. You found it so endearing when he’d send you random messages throughout the day, almost always relating to his job as a mechanic or a project that he was planning to work on as soon as his shift was over. Kidd made sure to ask about your day and the times you were free, opting to invite you to visit him at his house on your next day off.

You wanted so desperately to catch Hip up on your situation but she had still not replied to any of your previous calls or texts. Just thinking about what could’ve possibly caused such a change in your relationship was enough to make you ill. You forced yourself to focus on your pending day with Kidd, the only thing that seemed to effectively stabilize your thoughts. A part of you had started to wonder if she was upset that you’d grown so close to Kidd in such a short amount of time, but the idea was so irritating that you forced it to the back of your mind completely.

Much more pressing was the storm that had begun to rage shortly after you’d arrived at Kidd’s. You were trying your absolute damnedest to not let him see how scared you were but as thunder rumbled overhead and hail pattered against his windows, you clung to him tighter than ever before. Judging by the wide grin splayed across his handsome face, you could tell he was loving every second of it.

“Scared of a little rain?”, he said playfully, leaning his lips close enough to your ear that they brushed against it.

“No, I’m not.”, you retaliated with a furrowed brows and a pout, causing him to erupt with laughter at your stubbornness.

“If you’re not afraid, why are you holding onto me like I can control the weather?”, he teased you, squeezing your sides as a silent way to ease your nerves.

You shot him a glare which immediately faltered as the power flickered out. Your vice grip on his arm tightened as you nestled your face in the crook of his neck. The thunder only seemed to crack louder and tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes. You really didn’t want him to see you like this but his comfort was the only thing preventing you from panicking. A sudden, loud rattling sound emanated from the front door which caused you to flinch. Kidd’s large hands met your back and relief washed over you as Killer stepped in, hair dampened from the heavy rainfall.

“It’s piss-pouring the rain out there.”, he commented as he kicked off his boots, running thick fingers through blonde tangles, “I’m not surprised the power’s out.”

“It just happened and it’s damn near got this one in tears.”, Kidd continued to tease as he gestured down at you, your reddened face indicating your discomfort.

“Don’t let Kidd mess with you (Y/N), give it right back to his mean ass.”, Killer instructed playfully just before each of your phones buzzed at the same time, a severe weather warning popping up on the screens, “I hate to be the one to tell you this, but it looks like this is a set-in storm.”

“Yeah, you’d be better off spending the night.”, Kidd rubbed circles into your back as you looked up at him with glazed eyes, “Not that I think you’d leave my side until it’s over away.”

You lightly swatted his chest in response to the comment as Killer shook his head. The three of you sat in the dark living room and talked about nothing in particular as the night went on, the occasional lightening strike providing momentary illumination. Unbeknownst to you, the two of them were purposefully keeping the conversation going to distract you from the weather. Killer took himself to bed after a while as exhaustion from a long shift became too persistent to ignore. Kidd took the opportunity to lead you to his room which, even with a lack of light, looked exactly as you’d imagined it would.

There were a few posters lining the walls and miscellaneous pictures of his friend group that had assuredly been gifted to him. His albums were nearly organized and displayed next to a large sound system, the volume of discs he’d collected was impressive. The closet was as nearly organized as everything else, each item seeming to have its own place. You snagged the biggest shirt you could find to sleep in, the garment perfectly distressed from being worn so frequently. As you stepped into his bathroom to change for the night, you couldn’t help but smile at the tubes of lipstick and eyeliner resting on the countertop. They were as unconventional as he was, but you couldn’t imagine him without such products adorning his already devastating features. When you reentered his room he was laid on his back on the bed, mindlessly scrolling thru his phone. As he turned to face you, his eyes grew a bit wide and his expression was unreadable.

“What’re you giving me that look for?”, you took on a serious tone to repay him for messing with you earlier in the evening.

“You’re wearing my shirt.”, he replied in a flat tone, his stoic face unwavering.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t bring any clothes with me so I thought I’d just wear something of yours to bed.”, you explained, starting to feel the beginnings of anxiety, “I can change back into my clothes, I should’ve asked first.”

“That’s not what I meant!”, he said a little loudly as he sat up and reached out to grab onto your waist, clumsily pulling you lay on top of him as you giggled, “You look good as hell.”

“Kidd.”, you laughed at his choice of words as they were rough but well intentioned, just like him.

You adjusted yourself to get more comfortable, using his chest as a pillow and positioning your leg over his own. He rested his hand between your shoulders as his thumb rubbed lazy circles, light snoring echoing throughout the quiet room as he fell asleep. The night was peaceful and you were sleeping soundly until the repetitive, rapid buzzing of Kidd’s cellphone on his nightstand woke the two of you. He lifted his phone to reveal Hip’s contact on the screen. He tossed his phone back onto the table and remarked that he wasn’t going to answer the call, she’d send a text if it were important anyway.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and flopped around until your positions had been flipped, you on your back and him nestling his head against your chest. He could tell that Hip’s call had made you tense so he opted to start making fun of how tightly you clung to him over a few drops of rain the night prior, the only way he knew to lighten the mood. He knew it’d worked when you scoffed at him, making it a point to mention how it was a hell of a lot more than just a few drops of rain. The sleepy laughs and wide grin that spread across his face from your defiance was contagious and caused your defense to falter. The two of you shared a glance and locked eyes, the seconds developed into minutes and you could feel your face growing warm.

Kidd leant up and hovered his lips over yours for a moment, giving you adequate time and space to push him away if you weren’t feeling the same things he was. He lowered his lips onto your own, only pulling away to get a look at your wide-eyed expression. You just looked so sweet lying underneath him, a tenseness swelling in his chest that made it difficult to breathe. He didn’t want to mess things up by moving too fast but he wanted you, needed you so badly. He resumed kissing you with a greater sense of urgency, nipping and sucking on your bottom lip as his hands kneaded your sides through the loose fabric of the shirt you’d slept in. He trailed his way from your lips to your neck, wasting no time in continuing his way down your abdomen.

“Kidd…”, you whimpered out as his lips met the tops of your thighs, realization of the situation dawning on you as he played with the hem of your bottoms.

“I’m right here, (Y/N).”, he began to massage your hips in an attempt to soothe your obvious discomfort, “Are you alright?”

“Yes… I think…”, his words meant so much to you, his attentiveness to your reactions only working to increase your growing desire for him, “I’m alright, just nervous.”

“I wanna make you feel good.”, he let his fingers slip just under the top of your bottoms, “Can I?”

You nodded your head after taking a moment to ponder on his proposal, totally overwhelmed but eager for relief from the arousal he’d built up within you. He slid the fabric past your knees, discarding the unwanted clothing to the floor. He took your knees in both hands and spread your legs to accommodate his body, opting to rest your feet against his shoulders as he left imprecise kisses on the inner portion of your thighs. You instinctively reached for his hands, interlocking your fingers with his own for support as he placed his mouth over your sex.

The most erotic sounds met your ears as he licked and sucked all the right places to have you writhing with pleasure. Your heavy panting only served to spur him on further, urging him to intensify his ministrations. Once he was sure that you were focused on the pleasure and relaxed, he released your hands in order to circle your entrance with two thick fingers. He pulled back for a moment as he carefully coaxed his digits inside, pumping slowly a few times before quickening and returning his mouth to its prior position. It didn’t take long for your abdomen to tighten, the flutters squeezing around his fingers letting him know you were close. He had certainly achieved his goal of making you feel good.

“Kidd! Something is- Something’s happening…”, you stuttered out as your impending climax coursed through your body.

He hummed as you came undone against his lips, continuing for a little bit more to allow you ride out your high before admiring his work. Your embarrassment returned in full force, prompting you to clamp your legs shut and pout when he stared for too long. He cracked a grin at you before pulling himself up and overtop of you, not hesitating to meet your lips in an exchange of adoration.

“You did so fucking well.”, he spoke against your ear, his voice sounding gruffer than usual, “You wanna try to take me?”

His use of the word ‘try’ was not just a phrase used in passing, he’d stripped unceremoniously after your consent and the size of his cock was impressive. He was big by every sense of the word, not a complete surprise considering he was a large person in general. He slid his hands under your thighs, lifting them to rest on either side of his own. He rubbed himself at your entrance for a moment, giving you time to prepare yourself before he began to push himself in. A lovely gasp escaped your lips as his hips pressed flush against your own, your half-lidded eyes meeting his very blown pupils.

He felt so good with you wrapped so snuggly around him, he couldn’t remember another time feeling so secure in a situation like this. Kidd drew his hips back and forth a steady pace, working his way to sharper thrusts as the pleasure built between you. He felt the need to be as close to you as possible, kissing and lightly sinking his teeth into any patches of exposed skin he could reach. Your nails coursed along the muscles of his back, an indication of how well he was fucking you.

“Fuck (Y/N)… I’m close…”, Kidd muttered out, gripping your hip and resting his forehead against your own, “I’m gonna fill you up…”

Your eyes screwed shut as his movements became erratic and sloppy, an intense warmth spreading in your lower belly as he slowed to a halt. His breathing was audibly heavy as he rested against you for a moment, carefully removing himself from you when he was grounded. Kidd wordlessly trailed to the bathroom, the sight of his naked ass causing you to stifle a laugh. He returned quickly with a damped cloth for clean up, already wearing clean bottoms himself and smiling manically at how beautiful you looked spread out on his bed. He rested the cloth between your legs, caging his arms around your waist and pressing himself against you.

“I wouldn’t have thought you’d be this clingy when we first met.”, you teased him, running your fingers through his hair and scratching at his scalp.

He only hummed in response, seemingly lost in thought. It wasn’t like him to pass on an opportunity to argue, especially not when it came to him being soft. The silence was disconcerting, was he having regrets? Had you done something wrong?

“I’m really glad that I met you (Y/N).”, he said out of the blue, obliterating your deprecating thought process.

“I’m really glad I met you too Kidd.”, you leant down and kissed his forehead, not entirely sure where the sudden sentimentality was coming from.

“I can’t really explain it but things feel different with you.”, he started, leaning into your hand as you continued playing with his hair, “Anytime we went out, I would get as fucked up as possible. We’d do stupid shit, find someone to go home with, and then wake up feeling like hell, pissed off at the world… Then do it all over again.”

You listened to him carefully, giving him the opportunity to open up to you while wrestling with the emotions his words were building up within you. The ‘we’ he was referring to was likely himself, Killer, and the rest of his friends that you’d met that first night at the bar. They seemed like nice people, but it was obvious that they led a hard lifestyle and Kidd was no exception.

“I guess it’s always been like that, nothing could ever go right or be easy. For a long time, it was just Killer and I taking care of each other.”, he tilted his head up to meet your eyes, “Sometimes I don’t even know how we made it this far… Damn, I didn’t mean to get all sentimental.”

“I wish the world had been kinder to you and that the past had been easier, but I hope I can help make the future something to look forward to.”, you replied, hoping to ease the looming discomfort brought forth by his recollection of the past.

He brought his lips to yours again, intertwining his tongue with your own as a physical manifestation of his feelings and reciprocation of your statement for the future. Kidd wasn’t used to opening up like this, especially not verbally. He was far better described as a man of action, not so much of words. It was bittersweet to be close to him like this, you loved having the opportunity to learn more about him but the struggles he’d faced pained you. It had also become apparent that the closer your relationship became with Kidd, the farther apart you were driven from Hip. It was such a strange dichotomy to ponder, but you pushed those thoughts aside and enjoyed your time in the moment regardless.

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