Why this moss head looks so mad 😭🙏🙏
summary: you had WAY past your drinking limit and now you're just exploding with LOVE for him.
characters: crocodile, mihawk, marco, ace, shanks, law, corazon
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You’re swaying in his arms, eyes glossy, cheek pressed against his chest.
“Croco-babyyy…”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I LOVE you.”
He goes rigid.
You grab the front of his shirt.
“Like SOOO much. Like, if someone tried to stab you, I'd bite them. Right on the ankle.”
You squint.
“Your scary lil hook hand is soooo cool, I love it. You're my favorite angry man.”
He malfunctions. Literally just stares at you like you're an alien who dropped from heaven.
“You're drunk.”
“I'm in loveeeeeeee!”
You pass out mid-hug.
He just stands there. Frozen.
Mutters:
“...What the hell am I supposed to do with that.”
(Spoiler: He tucks you in and sits there watching you sleep like a guard dog with heartburn.)
You cling to his arm like a koala. You’re warm and soft and talking a mile a minute.
“You’re sooo handsome. Like, it’s RUDE actually. I have to look away sometimes cause you’re too hot and I feel like I’m gonna die.”
He blinks.
“You’re intoxicated.”
“I’m INTO YOU.”
He blinks again.
You poke his chest with a pout.
“Do you know how annoying it is to like someone who looks like a vampire prince and has very judgmental eyebrows?”
He raises one.
“THAT.”
Then you melt into his coat and sigh.
“I love you sooooooo much… If you asked me to run away and start a farm I’d do it. For you. I'd plant cucumbers.”
He doesn’t sleep that night.
You climb into his lap like a sleepy kitten.
“Marrrrrrcooooo…”
“Yeah, baby?”
You press your forehead to his.
“I love you SO much it’s dumb. Like, I wanna kiss your face and also cry and also buy you matching socks.”
He laughs softly.
“That’s a lotta feelings, huh?”
“It’s not my fault your smile makes me feel like life is worth living.”
He actually covers his face because holy shit that one got to him.
“I’m gonna fucking die, yoi.”
“Noooo you’re not, I love you too much. I won’t let you die. I’ll protect you with SOCKS.”
You fall asleep on him mid-rant.
He kisses your hair and whispers:
“You’re killin’ me, songbird.”
You run up to him and tackle-hug him.
“ACE I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!!”
“Wha—?!! Are you okay?!”
“I’m in love with you.”
“YOU’RE WHAT?!”
“Like a lot. Like, if you turned into a plant I’d water you.”
He’s already spiraling. Red. Stammering. Sweating.
“I—uh—what?! When?! Why?!!”
“Cause you’re cute and warm and you make my tummy do loop-de-loops.”
“SO DO YOU!!! WAIT—NO—WHAT AM I SAYING?!”
“Okay, wait, but would you love me if I was a worm?”
You both pass out cuddling under a table with Ace going into specific details about he'd take care of you if you were a worm and how you'd take care of him if he was a plant.
Sabo finds you both crying and whispers:
“Idiots. They deserve each other.”
You stumble in. Red-faced. Teary-eyed. Drunk on rum and love.
“Shanks…”
“Here we go…”
You grab his coat.
“I’m gonna say something crazy.”
“Hit me.”
“I’m in love with you. Like, I’d kill a seagull for you.”
“...That’s a weird standard but I’ll take it.”
“And I think your laugh is sexy. And your scars are cool. And your nose is NICE. And I’d marry you. Right now.”
He pauses.
Smiles.
“Say it again tomorrow when you’re sober, sweetheart.”
“Okay. But you’re mine now.”
“Deal. By the way, what’s your ring size?”
You shuffle in with a flushed face and a stuffed penguin.
“Trafalgaaaar…”
“Don’t slur my name.”
“I love you.”
He looks up from his book like you just summoned an ancient evil.
“Excuse me?”
“So much. You’re smart. And hot. And I like your hands. And your voice. And if you died I’d start a cult.”
“...A what.”
“A cult. With matching outfits. And hats.”
“You’re fevered.”
“I’m in love.”
You lean on his shoulder and then pass out on his lap.
He doesn’t move for two hours.
You run into him mid-giggle.
“ROSINANTEEEE!!”
He flails.
You grab his face and kiss his cheek.
“You are the love of my LIFE. Your laugh is cute. Your coat is STUPID but I LOVE IT. I love YOU.”
He goes full tomato. Tears are already streaming down his face.
You write “I’D DIE FOR YOU” on a sticky note and slap it to his chest.
Then immediately fall asleep in his arms.
He’s crying and hugging you and writing down “I LOVE YOU TOO” over and over and over.
He genuinely just loves you so much.
oooohh i see an usopp wip!! 👀
give us some crumbs pleaseee 💕
WOAH I completely missed this @chibinasuu , I’m so sorry 😭
My current WIP for this Usopp fic is in plans…BUT I’m still slowly working on it. And basically it’ll be like the current Zoro fic that I have—but just with a version of Usopp! It’ll definitely be fluffy/cutsie and of course rottenly romantic (I hope)
It will consist of a oneshot of scenes about how much this underrated sniper might show his love, and how he might have his vulnerable moments with you… cause who wouldn’t love that.
However, I will definitely reply to this again after I’ve written a bit more of it up! Thank you for asking 🫶
Best moot 🌷
mon ster trio ~ !! kissing their scars.
warnings: a bit suggestive on zoro's.
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Monkey D. Luffy
He was lying on the deck.
Arms behind his head,
His shirt hiked up just enough to reveal the x-shaped scar on his chest.
You sat beside him,
Watching the way the sun caught his skin.
Without a word,
You leaned down and placed a soft kiss right on the center of the scar.
Luffy blinked.
“Huh? What was that for?”
You smiled.
“For being strong.”
He stared for a second…
Then grinned that big goofy smile.
“I didn’t even feel it! Do it again!”
You rolled your eyes and kissed it once more.
Just to see him laugh.
“Does it heal faster with kisses?”
he asked,
Clearly considering the science.
You giggled.
“Maybe.”
“Well then—”
He flopped dramatically onto your lap.
“Kiss the rest of me too! Just in case!”
Roronoa Zoro
He had his shirt off after training.
Sweat clinging to his body,
Swords resting by the wall.
You stepped behind him,
Fingers ghosting over the long scar down his chest.
Zoro flinched.
Not from pain,
But from surprise.
“…What are you doing?”
You didn’t answer.
Instead,
You leaned in and kissed the base of the scar.
Your lips lingering softly.
He tensed,
Silent.
Then..
“…That’s not gonna help me train, you know.”
You smirked.
“It’s not for training.”
When you kissed higher along the scar.
He caught your wrist gently.
“You’re gonna make me forget what I was doing.”
His voice was low and rough.
But he wasn't stopping you.
You kissed once more,
Mear his collarbone.
“…Too late,”
He muttered.
Vinsmoke Sanji
He was rolling his sleeves up,
Forearms bare,
Cigarette resting between his lips.
Your eyes fell on the old burn scars near his hands.
The ones he never talked about.
“Sanji?”
“Hm?”
Before he could react,
You brought one of his hands up and pressed a soft kiss to the scar.
Then another.
And another.
He froze.
The cigarette dropped.
“Mon dieu…”
You looked up,
Worried for a second.
“Too much?”
He cupped your face with his free hand,
Eyes a little glassy.
“No one’s ever… done that.”
You kissed the scar again gently.
“You deserve it.”
Sanji didn’t say anything.
He just pulled you in close.
And held you against his chest for a long, quiet moment.
And yes, his hands trembled just a little.
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HELP WHY DID I MAKE THIS
For the writers struggling to rid themselves of the classic ‘said’. Some are repeated in different categories since they fit multiple ones (but those are counted once so it adds up to 100 new words).
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