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❤️‍🔥Dante — Flaming Hearted Pilgrim

Our protagonist for #HellMaiden is none other than the grand poet, Dante Alighieri.

Follow her to the dephts of the eternal abyss in search of justice and a second chance at salvation.

CV: Diana Garnet

ENJOY DAD KRATOS 🔥

Very Much 👹👺💢

even kingdom knows their relationship is the healthiest.

I SCREAMED ALOUD

I would pass away for some wholesome content with this warlord. Just pure domestic bliss please. Going for a grackle ride date, taking care of a little baby Dagda, this man bringing back the skull of a leaf man to express his unwavering love, just anything tooth rotting sweet

Fluff is my drug and I’m in need of a high please🙏🧎‍♂️

I DONT KNOW HOW LONG ITS BEEN BUT ITS BEEN TOO LONG 😭😭 Im so sorry. Ive been in the worst writers block

Without further ado, more Mandrake!

Sweater Weather

Mandrake x Reader

Plot: Mandrake bothers you while you hunt

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You were as still as the morning snow you hunted in, eyes clear and focused on your prey: a black capped chickadee nestled in the crook of a tree. Pulling your bow taut, ready to let loose your arrow at a moments notice, your breath coming out in bouts of fog, you narrowed your eyes and stretched your arm back.

An arrow whistled through the air, feathers bursting as the poor songbird shrieked and fell to the ground. But it wasn’t your arrow, still nocked between your fingers.

Your face and arm fell as you snapped around.

His stupid grin was looking down at you from above and he waved. “Well fancy seeing you here,” Mandrake smirked, tilting his head with his hand on his hip.

You dropped the arm holding your bow, “Really?”

He gave you a charming smile and darted off to the forest floor on his bird, but you could only bristle and clench your jaw as he swooped down to collect what should have been your catch.

Mandrake held up the dead bird with a smile, turning back to look at you with pride. But even from this far away, he could see your glare, and you turned away, storming off.

The pride he felt in his chest faltered and his smile dropped, brows furrowed. What was up with you?

Three hours. It took you three hours to track down any sort of life in the dead of winter and your beautiful idiot of a husband took the only game you’ve seen all day.

Sulking, you stopped by the edge of the frozen over bog that surrounded the north-eastern side of Wrathwood and crossed your arms, tapping your foot impatiently.

“Honey?” You stifled a groan and rolled your eyes as you heard Mandrake and his grackle land behind you. “Aren’t you going to come eat? It’d be a waste of good food.”

Oh his voice was getting on your nerves. He sounded almost amused by your frustration.

You scoffed, turning your head away.

“What?” Mandrake chuckled, coming up beside you, leaning in as he tried to get a good look at your face. “Baby, come on, look at me,” he gently took your bow from your hands, wrapping an arm loosely around your cloaked shoulders. “Did I…do something?”

“Did you—oh come on, you know what you did!” You huffed, swatting him away. “That was the only bird I’ve seen all day!”

Your husband. Your darling husband, your darling, beloved and stupid husband, laughed. “There it is.”

Big mistake.

Upon seeing the murderous glare in your eyes and the tight scowl on your face, Mandrake’s mouth sealed shut and he shrunk back. “Ah…you’re actually upset about that…”

You huffed sharply, snatching back your bow.

He held up his hands in surrender, smiling sheepishly.

“Honey—“

“No,” you held up a hand in his face, turning and walking away from him, “I’m mad at you.”

“Y/n, come on—!” Mandrake laughed, following after you. You gave him the cold shoulder, sticking your nose up defiantly.

He huffed, sighing as he watched you. Always so stubborn you were. Oh but he loved it, he wouldn’t have you any other way.

You stood at the edge of the bog, watching the way the bare trees and brambles creaked in the cold wind, arms crossed.

Mandrake came up behind you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, making you bristle. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you look in weasel?” He asked with a charming smile.

You eyed him with a raised brow. What was he up to? “What?”

“I mean it,” he said, nuzzling into your shoulder, fingers playing with the tufts of fur that made up your cloak. “The soft brown fur…it really brings out your eyes…”

….dammit.

You glanced away, but that didn’t hide the way your cheeks flushed.

“Ugh,” you said, trying to shrug him off, “shut up…”

“I mean it,” Mandrake laughed, wrapping the wings of his bat cloak around you, pulling you against his chest. He looked down at you with a soft smile, nuzzling against your burning face. “Any animal would be lucky to have someone as exquisite as you wearing their skin.”

You couldnt help but chuckle and gently push him away, cracking a smile. “Mandrake,” you laughed, now smiling.

He snickered, leaning down to your level again. “Still mad at me?” He asked, his yellow eyes soft and warm as he looked at you, contrary to the freezing cold.

You hummed, turning around to face him, arms wrapping around his neck.

“Mmm,” you hummed, quirking a brow. “Not as much…but you still owe me.”

“Oh?” He smirked. “Do I now?”

“Oh yeah,” you scoffed. “After all, you stole my kill.”

He cringed visibly. “Right…sorry about that,” he said with a sheepish smile. “Not the best call on my part.”

You scoffed, tugging him down. “No, no it wasn’t,” you snorted, and your lips pressed against his.

them with a super affectionate partner | how one piece men would be with a super affectionate partner

luffy, zoro, sanji . fluff . art credits to owner

MONKEY D. LUFFY ── .✦

Luffy is sprawled across the Sunny’s deck, half-listening to Usopp’s exaggerated story when she suddenly appears beside him and wraps her arms around his neck from behind. Her cheek presses against his as she hums softly, swaying them side to side. Luffy pauses mid-laugh, surprised, before immediately grinning. “Hey! What’re you doing?” She just giggles and squeezes him tighter, and Luffy’s smile grows even wider.

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Sometimes she simply walks up to him without warning, cups his face with both hands, and plants a quick kiss on his lips. Luffy blinks once in surprise before bursting into delighted laughter. “You’re weird!” he says happily, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her close. Instead of letting her walk away, he returns the affection enthusiastically, pressing loud, playful kisses all over her cheeks until she’s laughing breathlessly.

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Sanji bans Luffy from the kitchen as usual, but she often sneaks out with a small plate of food hidden behind her back. She approaches him quietly and holds it out with a shy smile. Luffy’s eyes immediately light up. “For me?!” he asks, already grabbing the plate. She nods, and before she can say anything else he throws his arms around her in an excited hug. “You’re amazing!”

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On new islands she has a habit of linking her arm with his while they explore. Luffy notices immediately, glancing down at their arms before looking back up at her with a pleased grin. “You wanna see everything too?” he asks eagerly. When she nods, he grabs her hand and takes off running through the town. Even when they get chased for causing trouble, they’re both laughing too hard to care.

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Sometimes when Luffy is sitting quietly watching the ocean, she climbs up beside him and rests her head on his shoulder. Her fingers absentmindedly play with the hem of his sleeve while she hums softly. Luffy glances down at her and smiles, unusually calm for once. “You’re really comfy,” he murmurs, leaning his head lightly against hers.

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Luffy doesn’t think too deeply about affection, but with her everything feels bright and easy. The constant hugs, kisses, and laughter simply become part of his everyday life, something he welcomes without question. Whenever she clings to him or presses another spontaneous kiss to his cheek, he only laughs and pulls her closer. To Luffy, loving someone is simple: if she makes him this happy, then of course he wants her right beside him on every adventure.

RORONOA ZORO ── .✦

Zoro is in the middle of training when she quietly wanders onto the deck, watching him with interest. When he finally lowers his swords to rest, she walks straight up to him, rises onto her toes, and presses a quick kiss to his cheek. Zoro freezes mid-breath, clearly not expecting it. “…What was that for?” he asks, brows furrowing slightly. She simply smiles and says, “You looked cool,” before walking away, leaving him staring after her in silence.

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She compliments him constantly, often at the most random moments. While he’s drinking sake one evening, she suddenly rests her chin on his shoulder and says softly, “You know you’re really handsome, right?” Zoro nearly chokes on his drink. “…Where’d that come from?” he mutters, turning his head away. She only laughs quietly, clearly amused by how easily she flusters him.

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Sometimes she gets clingy when he’s relaxing on deck. Without warning she climbs into his lap sideways, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and resting her head against his shoulder. Zoro stiffens immediately. “…Oi.” But when she sighs contentedly and squeezes him gently, his arms slowly settle around her waist anyway. “You’re heavy,” he grumbles, though he makes no effort to move her.

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She loves interrupting his quiet moments with sudden affection. One evening while he’s cleaning his swords, she leans over and presses several small kisses across his jaw and cheek. Zoro tries to ignore it at first, focusing on the blade in his hand. “Knock it off,” he mutters, though his voice lacks any real irritation. When she laughs and keeps going, he finally grabs her chin lightly and pulls her into a proper kiss. “…Now you’re done.”

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Sometimes she simply stands behind him and wraps her arms around his waist while he’s looking out at the sea. Zoro glances down at her hands before letting out a quiet sigh. “…You’re clingy,” he says. She only hums happily and rests her cheek against his back. After a moment his hand moves back to rest over hers, holding them there.

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Zoro pretends her constant affection is troublesome, but the truth is he’s grown used to it. The random kisses, the compliments, the way she clings to him like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Even if he grumbles or looks away to hide the faint red on his ears, he never actually stops her. And when she wraps her arms around him, Zoro always ends up holding her back just a little tighter than necessary.

VINSMOKE SANJI ── .✦

Sanji is already devoted to her, but her affection catches him off guard constantly. One moment he’s carefully plating a dish in the kitchen, the next she leans across the counter and presses a quick kiss to his cheek. “Thank you for cooking,” she says sweetly. Sanji freezes completely, plate still in his hands. “…My love,” he whispers faintly, clearly overwhelmed by the simple gesture.

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She often wanders into the kitchen just to hug him while he works. Her arms wrap around his waist from behind, cheek resting gently against his back. Sanji stops moving immediately, heart pounding. “If you hug me like this while I’m cooking…” he murmurs dramatically, “…I may never survive.” Yet his hands gently cover hers where they rest around him.

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Sometimes she fixes his appearance without saying anything. She straightens his tie before meals, smooths his hair, or brushes a bit of flour from his cheek. Sanji stands perfectly still during these moments, watching her with soft, stunned eyes. “…You treat me far too kindly,” he says quietly. She only smiles and presses a quick kiss to his jaw before stepping away.

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Whenever they’re sitting together on deck, she tends to lean against him without hesitation. Her head rests on his shoulder, fingers laced through his arm while she talks softly about small things she noticed during the day. Sanji listens carefully to every word, occasionally glancing down at her with an expression full of warmth. “You make even the quietest moments feel special,” he tells her sincerely.

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Sometimes she cups his face with both hands and kisses him out of nowhere. Sanji goes completely still, eyes widening slightly before he melts into the moment. When she pulls away, he looks dazed, as though the world briefly stopped spinning. “…You’ll be the death of me, my love,” he says with a soft smile.

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Sanji has always loved expressing affection, but receiving it so freely from her feels different. Her constant hugs, kisses, and gentle touches make his heart race every single time. Even when he acts dramatic about it, he treasures every moment of it deeply. To Sanji, her affection feels like the purest form of love, something he will always return tenfold.

OPLA but redrawn as their anime counterparts :D

Today's silly doodle: the man has priorities (orginal here)