How They Would React To You Dropping To Your Knees For Them. || One Piece Men

╰┈➤ How they would react to you dropping to your knees for them. || One Piece Men

featuring: sanji, usopp, zoro, law, ace, kid and killer

summary: just headcanons of one piece men reacting to you wanting to give them head

→ Sanji

Would have an instant nose bleed, the way you just dropped to your knees and began to fiddle around with his belt. Batting your eyelashes.

He was just making dinner for the crew, chopping up vegetables and that’s when you dropped onto your knees for him. Slowly you began undoing his belt and he gladly helped you out.

Is a moaning mess as your pretty little lips are around his cock. Dragging his fingers through your hair. Is praying to god that Luffy doesn’t barge in.

Will definitely return the favor!!

→ Usopp

He would be a giggling mess, and he would struggle to speak as you suddenly drop to your knees and began to kiss his half hardened cock through his bottoms.

He was working on a new invention and that’s when got on your knees and under the desk he was working on and he stiffened up as he felt you unzipping his bottoms.

Has his head thrown back as your head is bobbing up and down on him.

Has to bite down on his finger, because god this feels so good. He doesn’t want to be too loud, doesn’t need the crew seeing you deep throating him.

→ Zoro

He would be annoyed considering he was training and you were here batting your eyelashes and pouting. He didn’t need this right now.

That’s when he dragged you to a more private area on the ship and forced you onto your knees, if you wanted to suck dick so bad then so be it.

It literally face fucking you, and is pulling onto your hair. Spitting lewd and naughty names at you. Loves the sounds of your muffled moans.

He hopes the cook walks in on you guys. He wants to establish dominance. And Zoro would love to see Sanji’s face as a pretty thing as yourself is sucking him off.

→ Law

Probably doesn’t even acknowledge your actions until you have your lips around his cock. He would immediately stiffen up since he was trying to do paperwork.

He wanted to push you away and tell you to fuck off but your mouth felt so good. And that’s when he let loose. Throwing his head back, enjoying the moment.

Is eyeing his office door so no one walks in. And if someone were to walk in he’ll hold your head in place. And talk to them as if you weren’t under his desk with your lips around his dick.

Law needed this stress reliever. But once he’s done he’ll demand for you to sit on his desk with your legs spread open because he’s also quite hungry.

→ Ace

The second he saw you on your knees this man immediately began undoing his belt and pulled down his pants. And his cock sprung up and you immediately began sucking him off like there was no tomorrow.

This man is a moaning mess, he’s moaning your name and spitting nothing but sweet words at your direction.

He’s definitely going to return the favor, is going to make you moan his name out, make sure your legs are a shaking mess when he’s done with you.

He’ll make you wear his cowboy hat as he’s going down on you or dicking you down.

→ Kid

He’s in his workshop/office and he doesn’t know how the hell you snuck in here but you were on your knees under his desk. He was about tell you to fuck off but that’s when you pulled out his cock and began sucking him off.

And of course he melted at your touch, and he lets lose and enjoys the moment. Even though he was a grumbling mess.

He had his thrown back, and is forcefully pushing your head further down with his metal arm. And laughs as you gag around him.

Once he’s done, he’ll grab you by the hair and force you on his desk and push away whatever he was working on. He’s already pumping his cock on his hand, smirking at you. You were in for a long and hard night.

→ Killer

This man was training alone, and that’s you made your way towards him and he was going to greet you until suddenly you dropped on your knees and began tugging on his pants.

You couldn’t tell but he was blushing underneath that mask, and the sight of your lips wrapped around his cock is making him lose control.

Definitely is moaning how good you’re doing, and is moving your head against his cock, making you take more of him in your mouth.

Prays that Kid doesn’t walk in because god forbid anyone but the captain get some sloppy head.

A polyamorous relationship with them!

Op men!: kid/killer zoro/sanji law/luffy

WARNING: ReaderF! Polyamorous relationship NSFW, Contains homosexual relationships between characters!

Kid/Killer

It's the most fun relationship you can have!

kid is your partner in pranks and dirty jokes, always up to mischief around the ship

but if you like quiet chats with a coffee, killer will always be there to listen to you, he's really good at listening and giving objective opinions

I remind you, they are very big, so their group hugs completely crush you.

I feel like killer is more into hugs, hugging you from behind and being there almost all the time.

kid is more into kisses, messy kisses with tongue in the middle, with his hands roaming all over your body

It's very sweet to see them share little kisses between the two

Sleeping with them is also a comical experience

I remind you for the second time, they each take up a king-size bed.

so you sleep on kid's chest face down, while kid holds you by the waist with one hand, and the other arm around killer (nice mental image)

sex with them is something wild and rough

Usually, the sessions last between 3 or 4 HOURS (a fallen soldier)

Kid always takes the lead, he's a dominant, and you're not going to take his place

killer, to be honest, is kind of the same, he can be sub or dom (although he does like being dom a bit)

Kid usually lets killer play with you while he's in the corner of the room, watching everything.

killer tends to praise you while biting and licking every inch of your skin

kid is more into saying things like "you little slut! do you like what killer is doing to your pussy, huh?"

the aftercare is very tender and sweet, well, kid tries to stay awake, as he usually falls asleep after 5 minutes.

killer is more about bringing you water and snacks if it was a long session, preparing a shower for all three (obviously having to drag kid into the shower)

sanji/zoro

These two always seem to be arguing

like a couple who have been married for 50 years.

But they do love each other for real…just that it's a bit hard for them to admit it.

Usually, your time with Sanji is on some island, buying food (which was the main mission), but he ends up getting distracted by looking at dresses in the shop windows, saying you have to try them on RIGHT NOW.

On the other hand, Zoro loves it when you join him in his 30-minute naps while you're together hugging. He says it's cheesy and silly to be like that, but deep down, he loves it. Sometimes Sanji joins in (just because you told him to).

Sanji is always touching you (holding your hand, your waist, brushing your hair, etc.) because he can't stand being away from you. Even if you're right beside him, he always has to have you close!

Zoro is a bit calmer with that, but there are times he likes to tease Sanji, grabbing you by the waist and carrying you on his shoulder away from the cook.

But they also show affection to each other…giving each other little love pecks when you're not looking…and sometimes it escalates to something more.

Sleeping with them is a bit tricky (usually, Zoro is busy at night taking care of the ship, but let's pretend they almost always sleep together).

Usually, Sanji loves being in front of you and Zoro hugging you from behind, but problems arise when it's midnight…

It's a constant push and pull!

Sex is really exciting.

The rounds last for 2 hours (which is not short) but…

they leave you stargazing for hours!

Imagine leaning on the table, sharpening Zoro's sword and having a full view of your backside, while he hits your sweet spot

and meanwhile, Sanji is below, licking and sucking your clit while pleasuring himself

simply glorious

Sanji tends to be very loud, moaning and shouting Zoro's and your name

Zoro is more of a grunter and curses under his breath, but the occasional moan escapes him

The aftercare involves Sanji preparing some tea or some ointment to soothe any pains or discomfort, while Zoro pampers you with small kisses on your head until Sanji arrives and they nap together for a while

Law/luffy

A very complementary relationship!

Luffy is like a little kid, you have to keep up with his mischief ALL THE TIME!

but it's really fun to follow him and play some pranks on Law, even though he might get mad afterwards and not talk to us for hours (it was worth it)

Luffy loves hugs! he's always with his arms stretched out hugging you and giving you uncontrollable kisses all over your face

Law is a bit more shy, especially in public, he'll shake your hand and that's it, but when they get home he tends to pamper them a lot.

Law really likes it when you two are in his room while he studies or works, seeing you cuddled up on the couch while you caress a nearly asleep Luffy, is something he loves about you

Sleeping with Law is not a problem… Luffy is

he tends to fall off the bed ALL the time, so now Luffy sleeps in the middle, lying on his back while you hug and kiss him

they don't usually have sex much… but it's still very rewarding

it usually lasts between 2 to 3 hours

Law is a fan of BDSM (NO ONE WILL MAKE ME THINK OTHERWISE) and SUB/DOM games

Luffy and you are the submissives, trying to please Law in various ways possible so he gives you your well-deserved "rewards"

An important detail is that Luffy is very inexperienced at first but gradually learns more, to the point where he'll try to be dominant with you (only sometimes)

They usually end up with a lot of moans and screams of passion among the three.

post-care is very important to Law!

he makes sure they've had enough water and gives massages in a specific place if they're in pain.

he would punish Luffy if he left too many hickeys (even if he did too) because it could be "dangerous"

but in the end, it always ends up being a good nap with lots of hugs and kisses (and Luffy's snoring)

lifeline.

life's tough, thankfully you have Law (modern au kinda gn!reader x law pls read cw i mean it)

cw: modern au, angst, reader has a panic attack that is heavily described, talk of medical issues both mild and severe and doctors, health issues, mention of heart attacks, fear of dying (mentioned), hospitals (emergency room specifically), reader is fine physically but mentally...not so much, family member is sick (mom), hints of family issues, reader has severe anxiety, reader has mental health issues, abandonment issues, self worth issues, self doubt, self deprecating thoughts, reader is referred to as "girlfriend" (once) otherwise gender neutral, timeskips, law is an actual angel, also an actual surgeon/doctor, flirting, suggestive themes, law may be a little ooc but then again this is a modern au

there is fluff and fun in this too I promise

See you on the other side.

Your apartment, 3 PM, bedroom

"Hey, it's just me- need to get a change of clothes then I'll get out of your hair..."

There was a blur of motion in the corner of your eyes before a chaste kiss was pressed to your lips. The shape of your boyfriend was gone before you could answer.

"Why didn't you call? I could have brought you some..."

Law was already moving towards the closet on the other side of the room, somewhat in a hurry.

"It's fine. I know you don't like to go in there."

He had a point there, but still.

"I would for you...I mean it's not like I'd have to stay for long."

You watched him rummage around the closet, overnight bag already lying on the bed with a few items half-heartedly tossed into it.

Standing up from your desk you went to grab his stuff from the bathroom, nothing much really, just a toothbrush and comb but it made you feel better to be helpful.

"Here."

Law stopped in the middle of folding a pair of jeans, taking the toiletries from you with a gentle, "Thanks."

It was followed by a dangerously soft look, one that you knew would make you miss him even more until he came back home the next morning.

You pressed a kiss on his cheek.

"I'll go make coffee."

Kitchen, 03:20 PM

"How's the head? Still dizzy?" Law asked, words mumbled into your scalp as he rested his chin on top of your head. One arm loose around your back keeping you close to his chest, the other holding a half empty cup of coffee.

"Yeah...it's making me go crazy..."

He hummed.

"Maybe you should go to a different doctor?"

Yeah, not gonna happen, you thought.

"They're just gonna tell me the same thing. That I need to relax more. Be more calm."

You knew he disapproved of your tendency to shove aside medical appointments of varying degrees of importance and simply hope for things to get better by themselves.

Law didn't say anything about it though, because he wasn't any better.

"You don't know that."

"Hmm."

One of his hands rubbed along your back, pressing into spots he knew were usually tender. A groan left your mouth as you melted under his attentive touch.

"How about I massage you later? After I get back from my shift?"

You lean into him further, burying your face against the warm length of his throat as you mull over his offer. Too good to decline and yet...

"I feel like I should say no, because I know you'll be tired...but I also know how good you are with your hands and I'm feeling selfish...does that make me a bad person?"

Law snorted into his coffee, placing the cup aside. He grabbed your chin and tilted it upwards, trying to get you to look at him.

You decidedly stared at his nose.

"You can be selfish with me." A chaste kiss was pressed to your lips.

"I'm allowing it. And also no, you're not a bad person for wanting something for yourself."

Coming from him that statement was hilarious. You promptly raised your eyebrow at him.

Law tsked and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Don't even start."

He left for the hospital soon after that.

You didn't know then that you would see him again much earlier than you thought.

The Hospital, 10 PM, that very night

You'd sunk into the fake leather couch of the emergency room. Bright red and cold under your fingertips.

The smell of disinfectant hung heavy in the air, leaving a stinging sensation in your sinuses.

This night was shaping up to be one of the worst ones in recent memory.

You already felt the panic looming underneath your skin...waiting.

You'd never liked hospitals, though you suppose no one really did. Entering one generally didn't mean anything good, unless you worked there of course.

For you it was a little different.

Some stuff had happened a couple of years back and since then they'd become one of the worst triggers for your anxiety. Just getting close to one normally made you nervous, even knowing that your boyfriend was inside.

For now, though, your head was quiet.

Too quiet.

Suddenly your name was called.

Your head whipped around to see none other than your boyfriend standing in the middle of the dimly lit emergency room. Clad in green scrubs, a look of utter confusion and surprise painting his features.

It seemed to take him a moment to realise that you were sitting in the emergency room, with bags to your feet and an exhausted expression on your face.

It took about three seconds for Law to cross the room before he was right in front of you. Golden eyes searching your form, scanning for injuries or anything of the like.

Before he could even open his mouth to ask, you already tried to reassure him, hands reaching out for his.

"I'm fine. Please don't worry."

He looked unconvinced even after hearing your placating words. Like he wanted to do a check-up himself, but he calmed quickly.

Law squatted down, so he was eye to eye with you, as he waited for you to find the right words and explain your sudden appearance.

You let out a long sigh, mentally preparing to retell your eventful evening.

"They brought my mom in, like 20 minutes ago...I don't really know what's happening."

It had been a blur really, the last couple hours. From drinking tea peacefully to getting a distressed call and then rushing back and forth between places.

"She went to see her doctor and her blood work was somehow not good. And now they think she might have had a heart attack without noticing? Or that she might still have one? I don't really know...it all happened so fast..."

"Shit." He squeezed your hand, watching silently as you rubbed your eyes with the other, looking more tired than he'd seen you in a long time.

"Yeah. It was really stressful. I had to hurry to her house and get some of her stuff, pack a bag, feed the cat and then I drove here. They told me that they did some tests and now she's in surgery so they can make sure she's okay for now."

He took you in, sunken in on yourself, nearly swallowed up by the stupid red couch and your own worry.

Law was used to this.

He saw it every day but having you sit here felt wrong and it hit him harder than he would have expected.

A realisation that he'd already had once, as a very young child, was suddenly present in his mind again.

That life just dealt you whatever shit it wanted, when it wanted, and you'd have to see for yourself if you were able to deal with it or not.

And that no one was exempt.

Not even you.

He took both of your hands into his then, rubbing his thumbs across your cold knuckles. You'd picked at your skin again he immediately noticed.

"What can I do?" He asked looking up at you now, even if he already knew the answer.

You tried for a lopsided smile, but it turned into somewhat of a tense grimace.

"Nothing."

A sigh.

"I just want this to be over. No, actually I want this to never have happened in the first place but...well, that's obviously not possible."

Things had been going so well recently, you thought. Of course something had to happen now.

Fuck, why were you acting like this? As if this was happening to you on purpose. As if this were happening to you at all.

You weren't the one currently in surgery.

"How are you feeling?"

Law's question startled you out of your self-deprecating thoughts.

You took a deep breath as you tried to figure out your emotional state. Your boyfriends unusually soft voice was comforting but unsettling as well.

I really must look like shit, huh?

"Honestly? Kind of empty. Numb. Like I'm on autopilot."

Law hummed.

"Could be shock...that's normal..."

He continued rubbing his thumbs over your knuckles, trying to get some warmth back into your fingers. The silence was interrupted by a noise and both of your gazes flicked to a family who were led out of the room by a nurse, softly speaking words of encouragement while holding on to each other. One of the women had been crying earlier when you'd entered but was comforted immediately by multiple hands reaching out to her.

"I called my dad...and my mom's boyfriend..."

Law raised a brow at that, eyes back on you.

"And?"

"My dad's coming."

Now both of his eyebrows raised in surprise, and you had to laugh at the incredulous look on his face.

"I know right? It's weird…kind of. I mean I have a feeling you'd violate several hospital rules to come and see me if I was admitted here. And her partner doesn't even...oh whatever, it's none of my business."

Law's expression changed, the muscles in his jaw working as he clenched it.

"It's good though...that your dad's coming."

You could see the frustration on his face openly now. The frown casting a shadow over his eyes.

"As much as I want to, I won't be able to stay with you."

You squeezed his hands that were still resting on your lap, trying for a soft smile.

"I know Law, it's okay really...I mean I don't feel like I'm gonna have a breakdown or something..."

Law contemplated if he should tell you that that could very well still happen later but ultimately decided against it.

He knew he couldn't do anything, fix anything right now and he fucking hated it, uncomfortably familiar with the feeling of helplessness.

But he promised himself that when it all eventually came crashing down, he would make sure to be there and help you pick up the pieces.

You saw him look at the clock on the wall, then back at you.

"They should be done anytime soon, yeah? Drink something if you can, okay? And take your time." He said while slowly stretching to his full height.

Your smile then was much less forced, laced with genuine amusement.

"It's weird when you're like this."

That made him pause.

"Like what?"

"All nice to me. You're even using your doctor voice on me."

Law scoffed, but unable to stop the corners of his mouth from quirking up.

He leaned towards you, towering over your sitting form with mischief twinkling in his eyes.

"I'm plenty nice to you," he lowered his voice just a bit, "I was very, very nice to you just last night, if I may remind you."

The grin on your face widened at his teasing and you bit your lower lip to stop it from escalating into something inappropriate but were glad to be joking with him like this despite the situation.

You glanced around the emergency room quickly. Usually, the both of you weren't fond of kissing or touching in public spaces, but there was thankfully barely anyone around, so you just leaned in and planted your lips on his.

For a short, sweet moment everything was alright.

"Go, save some lives doctor," you said dramatically after breaking the kiss, pushing him away from you as you did.

Law sighed, smile now exasperated.

"You're not making this easier you know?"

You rolled your eyes while laughing.

He looked at you for another moment, then leaned back down again and pressed a soft kiss to your hairline.

"It will be okay, yeah? Even if it's not right now."

His words hit you unexpectedly hard and you tried your hardest to smile and nod, despite feeling tears well up in your eyes.

Fuck you wanted him to stay.

You wanted to go home and curl up on the couch with him and forget the outside world existed. But you didn't say anything.

He was stalling you noticed, obviously reluctant to leave you by yourself.

Thankfully, your name was called then.

A woman in scrubs had appeared, with grey hair that was neatly tied back and round glasses perched on a large nose. You raised your hand to signal you'd heard her.

As she came over to you, you saw her eyes briefly glance between Law and you.

She quirked an eyebrow.

"The girlfriend?" She directed the question at Law as she came to a halt before you.

Wait had he…mentioned you? More than once??

"Yes." He answered, hand not letting go of yours still.

"Hm. Pleasure to finally have a face to the name. I'm Doctor Kureha. The surgery went well, your mother's already waking up as we speak."

"You'll have to run more tests?" Law asked before you could even think of it, relief too great at hearing that your mom was fine for now.

"Yeah. Some stuff doesn't add up. But we'll figure it out."

She turned to you.

"Come on I'll take you to her," she said, her voice much gentler while talking to you.

As you moved to grab your bag, Doctor Kureha turned to your boyfriend.

"And you Trafalgar can go back to doing your job."

"I was on break."

"Mhm. That's what they always say."

You were slightly amused at seeing Law being scolded by the older woman, his ears turning a red from being called out in front of you.

You squeezed his hand once more before moving to follow the doctor.

"I'll see you later, yeah?"

Law nodded.

"See you at home."

Two days later

He should have known that this would happen.

Shock was a nasty thing to deal with for anyone, but for someone like you, who already dealt with so much shit on the daily, these things weighed heavier.

Still.

Coming home from his shift to find you curled up on the bathroom floor, undoubtedly having the worst panic attack he'd ever seen, was a punch to the gut unlike anything.

He was an idiot. He shouldn't have left you alone. Even when he knew that it was ridiculous to think he could have prevented this, even knowing it made no sense. He still felt guilty.

Law was intimately familiar with panic attacks, a fact he'd rather forget most of the time. But seeing someone he...loved...yes, someone he loved, it's okay to think it, he reminded himself. Seeing you suffer like this? No. Just no.

"It j-just...came out of nowhere...and I couldn't do anything... nothing worked...," you sobbed into his shirt.

Law stroked your head, gently pulling tear-soaked strands of hair out of your face, as he held you tightly against his chest.

Your hand was pressed to your mouth in a desperate attempt to stifle your sobs, but they just wouldn't stop.

A throbbing ache was spreading in your head, and it felt like you had been crying for hours. But still, you just couldn't calm down.

The panic attack had hit you like a ton of bricks, right as you had gotten into your car after having visited your mom in the hospital.

You barely managed to hold it together long enough to drive home, but the moment the door to your apartment closed behind you, you had crumbled.

"I felt like I was going to die...right here...I was so fucking scared Law. I know it's not real, but it was so fucking scary."

Fuck he'd never wished so much to just be able to take away someone's pain. He wished he was better at consoling, that he could just murmur the right words into your ear, and everything was fine again.

"It was all a bit much, huh?"

A choked off sob was his only answer, and your body shook as it moved through you.

"I know it must not feel like it right now, but you're safe. Nothing bad will happen. Okay?"

He felt the tiniest nod against his chest. Your hand curling further into the fabric of his shirt.

“You told me this has happened before?” Law tried to get you to talk.

“Yeah...a lot...I usually know how to deal with it but this time it just...I couldn't…” you said, almost sounding apologetic.

“That's okay.”

“No, it's not.”

Law was confused at your rejection of his reassurance, his frown deepening.

“You can't expect to be able to deal with this all alone. That's not how it works, believe me I know.”

He looked down at you, curled up against him with furrowed brows. Obviously not listening to him but lost in your head instead.

“Talk to me…please.”

His plea interrupted your inner train of thought. But the words didn’t want to form in your mouth at first, tongue heavy. This was it, part of your mind screamed. This was the moment he would decide you weren’t worth the trouble. Where he realised, he had enough on his plate already and didn’t need you to add to it. Fighting against this was the side of you that knew, more logically than emotionally, that he was with you because he wanted to be. No one could make Law do anything he didn’t want…but still, the fear remained. You were so tired of it.

“I feel like everyone expects something of me...” you muttered.

“Like what?”

“That I get over it. That I work to get better even if I feel I don’t have the strength. Having a mental breakdown is acceptable...as long as you get your shit back together afterwards. But I don't have my shit together Law...I have nothing together...I feel like if one more thing happened to me, I would shatter into a million pieces…and I won't know how to pick them up again. And I'm scared of it happening, all the time and I'm so sick of being scared.”

There was a long moment of silence, just the sound of your ragged breathing filling the space of the small bathroom. You felt the storm of anxiety brewing inside of you, poisoning your head and heart, until everything felt sick, wrong.

Law thought he saw you fully for the first time in that moment.

He realised it just then, that you were carrying something heavy with you, heavier than he had anticipated and some part of him was surprised at how easily you seemed to conceal it.

He knew that no one just showed his true self to the world, raw, with no filter and all the baggage, but somehow, it was worse if it was you.

He didn’t want to see you carry all this by yourself.

And he might have been a hypocrite, what with him not taking care of himself either, but he also loved you. He loved you so much.

Law recalled how he had nearly lost his arm once, in a car accident. He’d been terrified that it would mean the end of his career, of his dream. It took nearly a year to get it back to normal.

It was somewhat frightening now to realise he would chop the damn thing off if it meant you’d get to be free of all this pain forever.

„Is there anything I can do?” He asked, because it was all he could think of.

Let me help, please. Let me be useful.

„I don't know.” The breath you let out is shuddering and deep. “I'm sorry...you didn't sign up for this.”

Law felt his brain short circuit.

„What?”

You avoided his gaze, pulling at a thread on your shirt, voice quiet as you continued.

„This relationship...I mean, I love you, Law. I just think sometimes that…you deserve something better...someone better. Healthier. More fucking mentally stable and put together...not whatever I am.”

It felt like a boulder had been lifted from your chest after you confessed that.

Law thought he hadn’t heard you right. That his brain was tricking him, but he couldn’t have made up the sadness in your voice, the way it sounded like you were fully convinced he would be better off without you.

This is all wrong, he thought. What the fuck did you think of him that made you somehow feel...inadequate to be with him? Him?! He was a mess for god's sake! And you were...you were the fucking best thing that ever happened to him.

„Do you think I want to date a robot?” He couldn’t help but snap.

You looked up at him, startled and confused by the sudden irritation in his voice.

„I knew of this before we...before this relationship started. You told me about some of your issues, I'd just never seen them up close until now. And?”

„…and what?” You asked tentatively.

„Do you see me running?”

Your stomach dropped as you stared at him with fresh tears and disbelief in your eyes, his gaze hard on you. So focused and imploring that you had to look away and swallow.

„…. not yet.” You whispered into the air, dejectedly, leaning away from him a bit.

He called your name, almost annoyed, exasperated, while rolling his eyes.

„You're afraid of me being sick of you, of your issues, don't you think I would tell you if that was the case? You know me, I don't like guessing games or complicated shit.”

You huffed.

„Law everything about me is complicated.”

„Do you think I'm not? Shit, there's so much you don't know about me yet. I'm the one that should be sitting here, begging for your understanding, not the other way around.”

“I always thought you were fairly easy to read, to be honest.” You quipped.

He gave you a look that shut you up.

“Shouldn’t you be able to tell that I care about you then?”

You sighed and shrugged.

“I know…I just…I told you I’m scared.” The frustration at yourself was apparent in your voice, and it made Law wince.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t want to sound like I’m scolding you or some shit like that. And I’m not expecting you to…strip down naked in front of me and bare your soul as if it’s nothing. I can barely get over myself talking about my own feelings, I know how hard it is.”

Law shifted in place, leaning closer to you, voice soft but firm.

“I’m doing it now because…I want this to penetrate whatever is going on in your head that’s making you not believe me and because I want you to know and remember…thatI love you. And that I want you. Here. With me.” He thought the tips of his ears might be burning red but forced himself to continue with what he felt was a rather clumsy and blunt reassurance but fuck he would try if it made you feel less afraid.

“If you think you’re a mess, then so am I…and if anyone gets to keep you then I want it to be me. That’s the only thing I’d ask for. And if I have to fight your brain on this on a daily basis then I’ll do it, gladly.”

It was quiet then. There was no answer from you for a long while and Law just watched you as you stared hard at the floor, processing everything.

He’d said a lot. And it needed time to settle.

Law knew he couldn’t rush anything.

There was a lot about himself, that he hadn’t told you yet. Always waiting for the right moment, afraid that it might be too much for you to hear or too much for him to tell. It felt absurd to have you be afraid of the same thing. That all of this would come out while you were huddled together on the bathroom floor in the middle of the afternoon, but then again for some reason it seemed fitting as well. He knew one day you’d laugh about it together.

“I made you onigiri.”

Your timid voice broke the silence.

Law’s eyes squeezed shut as he huffed out the breath he hadn't been aware he was holding. His heart gripped by sudden affection, so raw that it nearly hurt. He found it funny really, that you were convinced that loving you must be hard.

It was the easiest thing in the world to him.

You were looking at him when he opened his eyes, and he found something had changed in yours. Like the beginning of an acceptance had settled in them.

“You did?” His voice was rough when he found it again.

A nod.

God, how could you ever thi-

“And Law?”

His gaze snapped up to meet yours.

“Hm?”

Your eyes glistening suspiciously.

“I love you.”

His lips curved upwards like he’d already known but would never tire of hearing it. He opened his arms to you once more and you let yourself fall into him, breathing him in as if it was the first time. So fucking glad that he was there. So unbelievably thankful that he still wanted to hold you and so much more that you couldn’t even put into words.

You had time, you thought. Enough of it to learn how to be loved by him.

„How do you feel?” Law asked after a moment, running his hand down your arm.

It took a moment to assess your internal state.

„Like shit.” You couldn't help the wry smirk forming on your face.

„You'll be fine.” He said it with such certainty, full of conviction that you still couldn’t seem to find in yourself that it made you laugh.

„Yeah?” You croaked, crooked smile still on your lips.

He smiled back, softer but sure.

„Yeah."

"What if I'm not?" You had to ask it.

Law pressed a kiss to your temple.

"I'm not going anywhere."

He was there, the day your mom was released.

Everything turned out to be fine. Well not fine, but manageable at least.

Your mom would get her medication, and things would be okay again.

It had shaken you though.

You still felt it. How upset you'd been for the past weeks, how the fear had settled into your bones and didn't seem to leave.

At random times throughout the day, you’d suddenly start crying.

An overwhelming feeling of numbness overcoming you at the thought of having to deal with anything related to health.

But Law had asked you to lean on him.

And it was hard, but you did.

Until it wasn’t hard anymore.

notes: I started writing this while sitting in an emergency room in the middle of the night, completely lost and in need of some comfort. Things were hard, to be honest they still are, but writing this helped.

this really means something to me and I poured a lot into it. maybe it's a little tmi and very very self indulgent but who cares it made me feel better

please tell me your thoughts, because I'm really curious how people will react to this one. I hope it's somewhat coherent.

anyway, if you made it this far: thank you for reading, liking, reblogging, commenting whatever it is <3

Quickies Pt. 1 | Supernovas

summary: Drabbles for quickies with Luffy, Zoro, Kid, Killer, and Law. ♡

wc: 1.6k

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NSFW - 18+ Only - Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI - You Will Be Blocked

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warnings: gn reader, individual warnings with each character but expect cream pies, fellatio, doggy, missionary, and prone boning.

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Part 2

Monkey D. Luffy

cw: doggy, cream pie

Luffy’s pace suddenly quickened, his hips slapping against the plush of your ass with a sense of urgency.

“Ack, Luffy, wh-what’s wrong?” You half-moaned-half-breathed, your cheek pressed to the blankets of his bunk.

“It’s almost dinner!” Luffy replied, not slowing his pace.

You scoffed considering this was his idea. He had kind of been pestering you all day, tugging at the waistband of your shorts, being extra touchy with your rear, sneaking as many kisses to your shoulders as he could. You loved stealing moments away with your Captain, so you unceremoniously led him below deck, divested your lower half of clothing, and offered yourself to him.

Which is how you found your hole being stuffed by this rubber man’s cock, his fingers digging into your hips as he railed you into the bed. His pace rushed him towards the finish line, and with a few low-pitched grunts you felt his cum spill inside of you.

His thrusts slowed as he audibly exhaled, making sure every last drop was donated to the cause.

“Did you finish?” He asked, pulling himself from you.

You shook your head no, your mind mostly plotting how you were going to make it to the bathroom without spilling cum everywhere.

He let out his hearty laugh. “Sorry, [y/n]! After dinner, I’ll make it up to you.”

Roronoa Zoro

cw: riding

“You’re so needy.”

Zoro’s strong, calloused hands gripped your thighs as you rode him, straddling his hips, rutting yourself against him.

He was training, but you decided your desires took priority.

Not that Zoro was complaining - he’s a big proponent of active recovery between sets anyway.

So when you laid him down on his bench, spurred on by watching his sculpted body flex and lift and sweat, he hardly protested. His only words were “Better make it quick, I have more reps to do.”

You were pleasantly surprised to see he was already rock hard when you pulled out his cock, and with some spit and a few pumps with your hand, you were ready to take your seat.

Once he was comfortably inside of you, he let you take control of the situation, trusting you to be mindful of his schedule.

While you thought you had the upper hand, it was clearly him. The way he grabbed at your flesh and the occasional thrust that would spike your most sensitive spot to make run your blood hot and cause you to unravel under his touch were all the hints you needed to know that actually, Zoro was in charge.

“C’mon, I wanna watch you cum.” He goaded. One large thumb pressed against the sensitive nerves between your legs which triggered your orgasm. His watchful eye observed as your body shook with pleasure, a smirk on his lips.

“Did you like that?” He asked. You nodded, breathy and euphoric. “Good. Now get off. But stay close, I’ll need you later.”

Eustass “Captain” Kid

cw: fellatio, cum-swallowing

After a particularly rough battle, you felt it your duty to stay besides Kid while he recovered. He took a few hits for you, so now his body was spent.

“Hey, [y/n],” he muttered. You looked up from your book you were reading, seated next to his bed, to see his eyes darting back and forth between your face and his stiffening cock.

“Use your words,” you scolded.

“Suck my cock.”

Straight forward enough.

You tore back the blankets and pulled down his boxers to free his turgid member. Kid didn’t have the energy to jack himself off in his current state, but his libido was as strong as ever.

With some spit in your palm and unceremonious jerking of his cock, you took his leaky tip into your mouth, swirling it with your tongue. Kid’s heavy breaths signaled his approval so you moved to take more of him.

Your head bobbed up and down on him, then twisted left to right as you pulled up. The sloppy sounds of your mouth only brought attention to the spit running down your chin and freckling your cheeks as you took him all the way.

He was close, and you could tell by the way his flesh hand graced the back of your head, providing a steady boundary so that his cock couldn’t escape your lips.

When it was time for release, he pressed your head down and held you in place while the spurts of white hot cum hosed the back of your throat - the sour profile tingling your tongue.

Once he was finished, he let your head go, a smile on his lips. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and you watched Kid’s eyes closed as he went to take a nap.

Before he passed out he grumbled: “When I’m feeling better, I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

Massacre Soldier Killer

cw: missionary, cream pie

“If I burn this stir fry because of you, I will throw you overboard.”

This was Killer’s threat as you laid yourself down on the dining table, legs spread. You laughed for a few reasons:

He would never let the stir fry burn.

The two of you had been unable to fuck the past few days, so you knew he was ready to blow.

He loved fucking you too much to throw you overboard.

Killer undid he belt, pulled out his cock, and slapped it against your stomach so you could see just how much he would be rearranging your guts by stuffing you.

Two of his fingers tapped your lips, which you opened to accept. With a few enthusiastic sucks and even more swipes of your tongue, he pulled those digits out and slid them into your waiting hole.

The sting of the stretch made your blood hot as you anticipated the main course - knowing he just liked opening you up for ease of access.

With a few pumps and scissors and curls, he deemed you ready, sliding his cock past tight rings of muscle. He hissed under his mask at your tightness, milking himself with your body.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him in closer, the smacking of skin and the pops of oil and your breathy moans the only things you could hear.

His hands gripped your thighs, extracting as much pleasure as he could from your body, trying to be mindful of time.

“Fuck, Kil’” you moaned as he bore into your depths, shallow thrusts lighting your nerve endings on fire until just the right twinge and just the exact swipe set off your orgasm, causing your walls to spasm around Killer, who was pushed over the edge by the sensation.

His cum spilled from him and into you, his grunts from under his mask hasty with the need to get back to the stove.

Once he was finished, he stood and pulled himself out, shoving his cock back in his pants, rushing over to the sink and washing his hands to tend to his pan of veggies and noodles.

“Go clean up for dinner, [y/n].” He called over his shoulder as you dismounted the table. “And when you come back, wipe that down. People eat there.”

Trafalgar Water D. Law

cw: prone bone, cream pie

Law nuzzled the spot behind your ear, coaxing you to stay in bed. His palms groped and probed at the softest parts of your naked body, protected from the air by the blankets he spooned you under.

“I gotta go help with breakfast.” You mumbled, sleep still on your voice.

“Just five more minutes,” he begged softly. His hand trailed from your waist to your hip to your thigh, then slid between your legs. He pulled your thighs apart, hooking your leg over his.

Even after a night of sex, he wasn’t satisfied, and needed to send you off to your chores with one more helping of his spunk.

His hard cock poked at your entrance, the tapered tip opening you up slowly. With one thrust he was an inch within you, the second - two, then with the third, he was halfway, and the fourth, he shoved his whole cock inside of you.

He exhaled breathily onto your shoulder and you hummed in bliss as he crossed his arms over you to pull you close.

His pace picked up quickly, not wanting to keep you from your duties. The sounds of your bodies slapping together was lewd and made your cheeks warm from the eroticism.

Law seemed to want to overtake you, as he pressed his body over yours. The two of you slowly turned at his aggression, and eventually you were laying on your belly as Law continued to shunt into you from behind.

“I’m addicted to this,” he moaned. “I always want to be inside you.” His hips smacked your ass, pummeling you into the mattress. The thrusts were sloppy and desperate as he lay flat against you, kissing your cheek and jaw and neck and shoulders and whatever else his greedy lips could get ahold of.

“Show me how addicted you are,” you challenged with a soft mischievous smile. “Cum for me.”

You watched Law’s eyes widen in your peripheral vision. Like the good boy you knew him to be, his body froze, and you felt him fill you with his seed.

“Fuck, I love fucking you,” Law moaned, pulling out, his cum puddling between your legs. He watched this is fascination before grabbing a discarded shirt to give you a preliminary wipe down.

“Good,” you said smiling, stretching your body before you stood, your heart set on heading to the bathroom. “Because after breakfast, it’s my turn to cum.”

Hello!! I adore your writing so much, they're so well-written! can i maybe request for the supernova trio (luffy, law and kid) reactions to accidentally touching their s/o's cold feet/hand when they're sleeping at night? thank you so much in advance!! <3

DESCRIPTION: They touch your cold hands/feet at night

WARNINGS: just fluff

CHARACTERS: Luffy, Law, Kid

WORDS: 1,465

A/N: Thank you for the request! I tried to keep each situation different and hopefully you like what I came up with for them

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST

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LUFFY

When Luffy sleeps it’s the deepest, calmest slumber that could make anyone jealous. Unless the strong, irresistible smell of Sanji’s cooking or the call of an island coming into view is a factor, it’s hard to predict what will wake the excitable Captain. It wasn’t until you got into a relationship with him and found yourself sleeping beside him each night you only just realised how deep of a sleep that was. One thing you always found was that even in his deepest sleep he had to be touching you in some way. So long as he had so much as a finger resting beside you it appeared he slept the happiest. It also helped when his contact with you was unbroken so as a result you had to take your watch shift after him. 

However one evening Franky asked you to cover his watch because he had a lot of maintenance work to do on the Sunny after a recent storm and near miss with a persistent Marine fleet. You’d agreed and saw no problem with it since Franky’s watch was straight after yours anyway. While Luffy pouted about it, he knew it was a one time thing. You spent the evening in the ship’s aquarium, waiting for your double watch to come. When the time came, you stretched out and reluctantly left the warmth of the comfortable position you’d been in and wandered out onto the deck.

You shivered when the cool night air hit your skin. Even with the layers you’d had on you could feel the cold beginning to seep in. By the time you’d climbed to the Crow’s Nest you were trembling and spent most of your double watch trying to keep warm which you barely managed. Although it felt pointless because by the time your shift was over, the cold air on the climb down undid all your efforts so getting to your room and hurrying to get under the covers was your only goal. 

Luffy all but sensed your arrival into the room and his arms reached out to cling to you but the second your hands and feet brushed against his skin in your attempt to desperately use his body heat to get warm, his eyes snapped open. At the same time his body acted out of instinct. Luffy’s hands shot forward and pushed you away, his mind not even catching up with what he’d done or what happened until after he heard your yelp and the thud of your body hitting the floor. Slowly he crept to the edge of the bed and looked down to see you staring up at him completely baffled and dazed. “Oh…oops?” Luffy let out a nervous laugh and reached out to pull you back into the bed, making sure to hold you closer than normal so you’d warm up faster. 

LAW

Law was a chronic workaholic and while he had been getting better and creating a better balance between rest and work, he could still get distracted and forget to prioritise himself. So it usually fell to you to coax him out of his current focus and come to bed. Usually being the word, on nights like this he just wouldn’t shift from his desk. He’d planted a soft kiss against your lips and promised he’d be done soon. Giving him the benefit of the doubt for the first couple times, you’d returned to bed only to rise half an our later to check on your lover. The third time you got up, you leant against the doorframe of his office and stared at him with heavy, tired eyes. 

Slowly sensing you’d appeared again, Law glanced up briefly but quickly dropped his gaze to the research notes he’d gathered on an interesting new contagious virus that was beginning to be known in the New World. Faintly he heard you yawn and he looked up again. “Go to bed, I promise I’ll be going soon too.” You rolled your eyes at that and he let out a small smile. “I know, I know, I said that already but I do mean it. You look exhausted, get some sleep.”

“Why can’t you just bring that with you and read it in bed?” You asked, smiling knowingly when Law pretended to not hear that suggestion. If that was his answer then you were not budging from your spot, deciding to play him at his own game and try your next tactic. If you were stubborn about your wellbeing it would be enough to snap Law out of it. Usually his drive for knowledge was admirable but you could see he was just as tired as you were. The last thing you wanted was for him to get sick. “Hey Law?” You asked casually, listening out for his small hum in response. “You ever think about installing carpet on these floors? Would make things so much nicer.”

“It’s a pirate ship, not a hotel-” Law’s playful observation stopped when he looked up to finally see you were standing there in your bare feet. Immediately he activated his Devil Fruit and brought you both to your shared bed. Now having you beside him, he flinched at the feeling of your icy cold skin against his and scowled. How could you have been so careless? Judging by the satisfied expression you had as you nuzzled in closer to his chest and closed your eyes he could see you’d done it on purpose. With a sharp sigh, Law settled back against the pillows and gently rubbed your back, letting your relaxed breaths lull him to sleep.

KID

“Killer’s going to kill you when we’re not lost anymore. You promised not to wander too far.” You mused as you walked with Kid, your arms folded lazily across your chest, watching your Captain and boyfriend pace angrily around the clearing you’d finally come across, trying to pick which direction to go in now. At least it was something different from the same, unchanging layout of thick trees and vines you’d been facing for the last two hours. Slowly you looked up at the sky, the light was rapidly fading, it wouldn’t be long before night was going to fall and with no visible clouds it was going to be a bitter and cold one. Here you stood with no proper supplies for camping. “Wonder if I can convince him I was innocent in all this…”

“You’re as much to blame as I am!” Kid grumbled, finally snapping out of his pacing to glare at you. “Why are you so relaxed anyway? Like you said we’re lost.” Kid watched as you pursed your lips thoughtfully and eventually shrugged. You never were one to panic in situations like this and for some reason even though it was just you and Kid in the middle of nowhere it would never feel like a bad predicament. 

“You’ll keep me safe, right Captain?” You asked with a teasing smile. Kid scoffed and grinned at your joke. 

“Quit actin’ like you can’t look after yourself now come one. If we go in this direction we might find something familiar.” He instructed, his usual confident smile in place as you fell into step beside him. 

As much as you’d both helped to find something familiar and reunite with the rest of the crew, you and Kid ended up coming across a completely different town on the island. Since night had fallen and you were both exhausted you both decided to just stay at the nearest available place and try again in the morning. The only thing you could find was a tavern and the owner seemed more wiling to deal with you than Kid’s imposing presence that only got more abrasive from his tiredness. Gratefully you took the room key when it was offered and led your boyfriend upstairs to the room. 

When you closed the door behind you both, you moved straight for the bed and flopped on top of it with a groan, just wanting to fall asleep quickly. Kid smirked at your dramatics and using his large metal hand he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you with ease so he could get under the covers first and finally settle you down against him. Immediately your arms wrapped around as much of his frame as you could, feeling him jump in shock at the feeling of your cold hands meet his skin. 

“Fuck! You’re freezing!” He shouted, looking at you with a frown, he tended to naturally run on the warmer side and hadn’t really cared when it had gotten dark. “Why didn’t you say so sooner?” Kid asked only to sigh when you shrugged again and smiled at him.

“Maybe I wanted an excuse for you to look after me?” 

Your writing hits the point.

I would love to read more about Law falling love/being in love with reader

Maybe the story about how they become a thing, thanks a lot

DESCRIPTION: A continuation from Law’s part in this. 

WARNINGS: Slight blood mention near the end

CHARACTERS: Law

WORDS: 1,127

A/N: I'm so glad you enjoy my writing. Hopefully you like how this turned out

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

MASTERLIST

“Bet?” 

“There was a bet to win a date with you?” 

“When!? Who took part and didn’t tell me?!” 

“Where was I?!” Law rubbed his eyes tiredly over the commotion he’d unintentionally caused in the dining hall during breakfast. Why did he have to open his mouth? Slowly he looked to you, watching as you peered at him from over the rim of your teacup. Your eyes glinted in amusement but when you lowered the cup you fixed him with a convincingly confused and almost concerned expression. No wonder the others hated playing poker against you.

“Captain, I’m sorry but I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You told him, studying his face with a slight tilt of your head. “Is it possible you imagined it? I know sleep deprivation can cause hallucinations.” Law rolled his eyes, he knew he hadn’t hallucinated anything. The jolt of irrational panic he’d felt about someone going on a date with you was too real. At least this confirmed that you’d lied to get him to sleep, he still wasn’t completely sure why that had been your tactic in the first place. “Maybe you dreamt it?” You prodded with a growing smile, remaining in your seat as the others began to drift out of the room to begin their tasks for the day. 

“It wasn’t a dream.” Law muttered as he rose to clear his dirty dishes away before heading to the door. 

“Awww that’s a shame.” You hummed sadly. “I quite liked the idea of you dreaming about me, Captain.”

He snapped his head around to look at you while you rinsed out your cup. By the time you turned around your expression was innocent once again while his was one of agitation as he tried to fight the prickling heat rising up the back of his neck. Saying nothing more you walked by him with a smile. This one-sided teasing was insufferable.

Later in his study he found himself griping to Bepo who had listened patiently at first but finally he let out a small laugh, making Law pause and look at him in confusion. “What?”

“For someone so smart Captain, you can be pretty dense.” The navigator grinned. “Why do you think they were the one I got when you didn’t listen to me about going to sleep?”

Law opened his mouth to answer but then closed it again. At the time he never thought to really question it. He was extremely tired at the time and part of him rationalised that it was because the others had already tried. Bepo’s grin grew and he answered. “Because you pay attention to them more than the rest of us. Most of the time you don’t even realise it but when they move near you or speak to you, you either stop what your so hyper-focused on completely or at least take a break from it. They’re my secret weapon when you need to rest.” Only now Bepo realised, you were now his not-so secret weapon. However after this long of using you this way it was about time he got his Captain to open his eyes to how he felt about you. 

“They’ve never lied about a bet before…or about the others getting to date them to get me to go to sleep.” Law muttered, rubbing his stiff neck. Even if he were to believe Bepo’s claim about your power over him, that was still something that was throwing him off. 

“Maybe they were testing you?” Bepo mused. “It could have been their way of seeing if you would react to the thought of them being with someone?”

“Why would they do that? They’ve never exactly been shy about voicing their feelings about anything.”

“Maybe this time it’s different? Still it’s something to think about, yeah? That is if it’s something you wanted to think about.”

For the next two days, the navigator’s suggestion was all he thought about. With his words playing over and over in his head Law became more aware of how he was around you and how you in turn acted with him. When you helped him in the lab with preparing vaccines in preparation for the next islands for the crew you stayed close enough to be able to feel the warmth of each other’s presence but still separate so neither were suffocated or uncomfortable. When you were about to ask for a utensil or component he already had it in his hand in preparation to pass it over and when you did take it, your fingers always lightly grazed against his for the briefest of moments. It wasn’t unpleasant for him, now that he was aware of the fleeting moment with every exchange he could see you’d always done this with him.

With all of the possible vaccines completed, properly labelled and stored you and Law set about clearing the equipment away and cleaning the lab. Without warning the ship lurched and you were knocked sideways against the counter, hand shooting out to try and catch yourself at the same time Law caught your waist and braced as the ship corrected itself again. Suddenly all too aware of your Captain’s body against yours you looked up to meet his stare. “You’re bleeding.” Blinking you followed his gaze to see your hand pressed into the glass of broken test tubes that had thankfully been unused. The last thing you wanted was to get infected by anything possibly harmful. “Come on, sit over here.” You were thrown by the gentleness in Law’s voice and let him guide you to sit at the table, his arm still around your waist until you sat down. 

As he picked the glass from your hand and methodically cleaned the blood away you couldn’t help but smile. A few minor stitches were needed but overall it was nothing major. “Who knew the Surgeon of Death could be so tender.” You said with a smile that grew when he let out a small chuckle. However your smile dropped into a look of shock when he unexpectedly placed a kiss against your bandaged palm. You tried to calm your growing blush and stared at him in bewilderment. “Wh-what was that?!” You asked while Law rose casually. He stared down at you in confusion and you had to wave your injured hand at him for emphasis. “Kissing my hand?!”

Law blinked at you slowly and your eyes widened when the son of a bitch had the nerve to tilt his head at you curiously, mimicking how you teased him just days before. Only this time to make matters worse he leant down so his face was inches from yours. “Is it possible you imagined it?”