──★ synopsis !!: 'little miss attitude' is their favorite girl, especially when she bares her pretty teeth right at them.

──★ pairings !!: monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, trafalgar law | fem! reader

──★ tags !!: light humor, tension, established relationship, fluff, slight sexual tension, one shot !!

──★ word count !!: 700-1.3k words each !!

──★ extras !!: does not follow main anime/manga plot whatsoever, oneshot with the monster trio + law !!

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MONKEY D. LUFFY ⋆˚࿔

Luffy had no idea why you were so upset, or why you absolutely refused one of his bone crushing hugs when he offered them to you, but what he did know; was that something about the glare you shot at him with a cruel click of your tongue when you dodged another one of his hugs made his chest flutter like he had just heard the words 'foods ready'. you didn't let him near you; lips turned into a pout that made his grin only stretch more than he even thought was possible. "cmonn" he drew out, a giggle that only made your irritation for your boyfriend shoot through the meter all over again. "just one hug!" Luffy promised.  you shot him a glare, eyes narrowed, and brows furrowed like they were on a mission. you snapped your head to him, crossing your arms in defiance to the captain always getting his ways. not this time, this time he had messed with the wrong girl. "stay on your end," you hissed out, pointing a finger at him. he seemed to clap to that, as if the two of you were merely playing a fun game together like you usually did. in times like these, you seriously wondered what it was about Luffy that lead to a relationship blossoming between the two of you. 

he smiled from his end of the Sunny, the sun casting a warm glow to the deck as you kept your distance, much to Luffy's distaste. he wanted a hug from you, that's all. he didn't particularly care who or what made you this upset to take it out on him, but it was starting to get a little unfair for his liking. your jaw clenched slightly, and Luffy paused for a moment. his grin slowly fell, before he stood completely still from the other side of the deck, arms falling to his side. "hey, this isn't fun anymore." you heard his words echo from his end, and you felt your heart slowly squeeze in your chest. "why cant i be near you? did i do something wrong?" he tilted his head, genuinely confused as to why you were denying him such a right as to want to hold his girlfriend whenever he wanted. Luffy always wanted to be around you, he was sure you knew that. there was no way you couldn't. so why wasn't he allowed to cross the wall you made between you two. you huffed, arms crossed as you bit back your irritation. he hummed, lips puckering together in a pout as he let out an impossibly loud and exaugurated sigh from the other side of the ship to your silence. you had to mentally count each fish that passed by in the waters as you sailed, trying your best to nullify the irritation bubbling in your system. "didn't do anything wrong?" you mocked out, turning your body in a swift motion, your feet marching right up to the captain of the Straw Hats. you were there almost instantly; a snarl practically etched onto your face as Luffy's smile only returned at you finally acknowledging his existence. "fix it." you spat out, Luffy's arms itching to hold you against him, while yours itched to hold back the attitude fighting to make you drag him through the sea's merciless water. innocently, he hummed with a tilt of his head, closing his eyes happily as he grabbed a hold of your sleeve. if he wasn't allowed to hold you right now, this was the next best thing. "fix what?" you practically blew up to that, leaning into his face with anger flickering through your eyes. you let out a scoff, "you know exactly what im talking about!" he shook his head quickly. "nuh uh!!"  "you stole the dessert Sanji made for me!!" you fumed out, tick mark over your head as Luffy only grinned wider to that. without a care in the world, he leaned in closer to you, sealing the distance you had worked so hard to put in between you two. you felt his lips against yours, your eyes widening before those cursed butterflies seemed to burst inside you, letting out a defeated sigh between the loving kiss. no matter how much you seemed to burst when Luffy stole your dessert before you could even taste it, there was no way you could hold onto your attitude when Luffy always gave you something so much sweeter to taste. 

RORONOA ZORO ⋆˚࿔

you had no idea how Zoro managed to get the two of you lost mid battle, but somehow the swordsman decided that he out of everyone knew the best route to make it back to the ship. honestly, you should have known to trust your instincts better, but the love you had for your boyfriend clouded all sense of rationality in your head; a dangerous weakness that led you to now.  your clothes were soaked, sea water making your nose and eyes sting as Nami helped you back up to the Sunny with a look of pity to the sight of you. you let out a soft cough, laying on your back against the deck as Chopper hurriedly ran to check if you had any injuries. the suns light seemed to cloud over, and you squinted your eyes to try and make out who the hell had blocked out the sun. the man who had started this entire ordeal looking down at you with a raised brow. "i thought you could swim." he shrugged out. that's it. that's all he said. after literally launching you into the sea like you were one of his swords. not even bothering to explain the plan to you prior. instead, just standing like a statue while you screamed your lungs out mid-way into the air that you couldn't swim. he had to basically swim to save you before you drowned to your death, but the entire struggle could have been prevented if he had just explained to you what the course of action was.

instead, the marimo decided to just shut his mouth and let god handle it. 

he didn't even believe in god, that was the worst part. 

you felt your ears burn, eye twitching as you stood to your feet like you were ready to return the favor. you clicked your tongue, taste of sea water still on it but venom covered it more than you noticed. "i told you i couldn't." you hissed out, wet hair sticking to your face as you crossed your arms. questioned barked out from each member, Sanji and Nami being the ones lecturing Zoro for throwing you carelessly into the sea. while Nami spoke of how it was common knowledge you couldn't swim, and that as your boyfriend he should've been more careful; Sanji only insulted your boyfriend for being a shitty one. 

Zoro rolled his eyes, arms crossing easily against his own wet clothes. his brow twitched, mainly to Sanji's insults, but the number of lectures were starting to make his head hurt. more than that fact, he already did feel bad for forgetting you didn't know how to swim. he swore you could, so could you really be that mad at him?  he stood beside you, your glare still cutting through him quicker than he could in any fight. your brow twitched, and Zoro let out a carless "little miss attitude here is just throwing a fit," with a shrug, completely ignoring the snap of your head to him. "she's fine." in the seconds it took him to even open his mouth to say it, you had reached up to his heigh with ease. your hand clasped around the wet collar of his shirt, yanking the feared swordsman to your own height with a fierce look in your eyes. a glare hot enough to make his stomach churn with desire to wipe it off. "attitude?!" you snapped out, and Zoro let out a slow breath, swallowing thickly to the heat in your words. a tension sparked, and Roronoa Zoro was not going to back down from this challenge, not when it looked as good as you did right now. 

"yeah. little miss attitude." he let out smoothly, a grin on his face that made you clench his clothes harder in your hands. you yanked him in closer, enough for the tips of your noses to bump. to Zoro, you looked good enough to eat right here, but to you? you were ready to throw your boyfriend overboard. 

you hissed out, teeth bared right to his throat. "then fix it." you sent him back a few feet with a strong shove of your arm, chest rising and falling in no doubt irritation to his stupidity. you turned on your heel, ready to change out of wet clothes to save the smallest hope of your dignity after this mess. Zoro watched, eyes narrowing in tightly to you like a predator did to its prey. smoothly, he didn't miss a beat in following where you headed off to. one hand on his swords, Zoro was going to take your advice. not for his ignorance and terrible memory, but to fixing that attitude of yours until words weren't an option anymore.  

VINSMOKE SANJI ⋆˚࿔

Sanji had no idea what the hell had happened, or what he could have possibly done wrong to anger the goddess that was his beloved angel of a girlfriend, but the distaste in your eyes as you turned away from his affection for the millionth time this time, was like twisting the knife in his wound. it hurt more than anything he could ever face, ever imagine, ever even dream of. but a wound from you was a pain he never shyed from, for you, he would have twisted the knife in his heart himself. if only you asked, but to the cook's dismay; you wouldn't even so much as look at him. 

you held a fury in eyes that carried the entire bed of stars themselves, twinkling with the truths of the world's treasures, truths Sanji was being kept from. 

he sighed, tilting his head as he gazed up at the woman before him, heart leaping into his throat as you glanced at him for just a split second. that's all it was, a simple glace, for less than a second at that; but Sanji lived for even that much. if that's what you believed he deserved, then that is precisely what Sanji deserved. 

"tell me how to fix this mon cœur," he whispered against your hand, kissing your knuckles as if it would somehow repair the damage that had already been done. "whatever it is, ill do it." you felt your irritation and attitude start to slip, simmering by the voice of your boyfriend and the soft touches he never failed to bring to you. you bit your tongue, mentally grasping at everything to try and hold only the reason you were upset with him to begin with. 

"please, ill be good."  keep it together, you're mad at him, remember that. don't fall for his tricks! breathless against your skin, you felt the smallest shiver of his please shoot through you like an attack you couldn't dodge. his eyes narrowed in on your like they had just found the All Blue, a hand resting against your thigh as he stayed knelt on the floor below you. you swallowed, heat on your cheeks from your boyfriends manners, and you let out a quiet huff of defiance against it all.

your attitude would not be swayed so easily.

"speak to me, my love." he placed another kiss against your knuckles, before trailing a few inches higher on your wrist. "my angel, my million stars in the tender night sky," he trailed kisses against your arm, slowly rising from his knees at each one. tender, warm, and so full of a love you couldn't ignore. even when upset with Sanji, he never stopped showing you how much he truly did value you in his life. 

"ma belle, the very reason my heart beats within my selfish chest." he sighed against your skin, softly cupping your cheek as your eyes narrowed like knives to him. "what have i done wrong?" he whispered, and your eyes seemed to spark back to life, no longer swayed by his love and affection; but remembering the very reason you were upset to begin with.  you clicked your tongue, pulling yourself away from his touch as Sanji withered in his spot to your coldness. a coldness only you could make feel so good. he sighed, and you let yourself settle with the irritation in you for just a moment longer. "you should know what you did," Sanji perked back up to life, the sound of your voice making him swoon on his spot before he paused to the meanings of your words. cigarette in his mouth, with smoke curling in on itself as it breezed into the air above you two. 

a few minutes passed, Sanji simply running through every course of action before his mind narrowed in on one particular one. "ah," he breathed out, tenderly pulling the stick from his mouth as he blew the smoke away from you. "so that's what this is, mon cœur," he chuckled out, and you rose a brow to his laughter. "you find this entertaining?" you pressed, a slight snarl to your words that made his grin only widen. he shook his head, all while still keeping his handsome face pressed into a smile as if you had just said something funny. 

"i find this," he pointed to you, eyes raking over your body as he leaned back just the slightest against the kitchen counter. the lights above made the shadows on his face bring out the best in him, attraction prowling at you despite the situation. "little attitude of yours quite the sight." he took another slow and deliberate inhale of his cigarette, before letting it blow out easily through his nose.  

"little attitude?" you scoffed out, crossing your arms in defiance to his compliments. Sanji nodded, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. he stepped closer to you, hand tenderly bring your chin up to look at him, an attractive gleam in his eyes that made you swallow instinctively. 

"you're upset that i didn't spin you, isn't that right?" he murmured out, leaning in so close you felt the ghost of his lips linger above yours. as if by reflex, you leaned up. ready for his kiss and completely melting at the low chuckle that slipped from him. admiring the view, Sanji was never one to deny you. especially when it came to a kiss you were practically yearning for. striking up that heat in his stomach, you felt the warm kiss from the cook, full of reverence and passion only he could convey with such an act. he breathed against you, pulling you to your feet without breaking away from the kiss. hand at the small of your back, and the other tenderly holding your other to his shoulder, Sanji gave you exactly what you wanted. not because he wanted to get rid of that attitude you definitely had, because Sanji loved it when you bit back at him from time to time; but because you were someone who deserved to be spun whenever she wanted. without needing to ask, Sanji gave you whatever you wanted. he spun you, carefully, skillfully, and lovingly. just the way you liked, dipping you as he placed another trail of kisses down your neck to make up for his incompetence. relishing in the giggle that slipped from you, his stubble tickled your skin as he grinned against your burning skin. attitude or not, Sanji didn't care. who was he to deny the woman worth more than a million universes. 

TRAFALGAR LAW ⋆˚࿔

Trafalgar Law could appreciate a lot of things about the girl sitting before him. the way you took control of things when the crew got a little too carried away, the look in your eyes that promised whoever was foolish enough to hurt one of your crewmates hell for hurting them, the way that same look would soften at the sight of him; the way you were his and no one else's. 

Law even appreciated the way you held such a sharp tongue, he found himself loving the way it cut him. the way you knew how to talk, what words to use to hit the hardest, the way you relished getting someone riled up with just a simple tone you pulled from your throat. maybe that's exactly why he suddenly found himself loving the way he could get under yours as well. the way your eyes narrowed to him, as if nobody else existed. you had big power over him, but an even bigger attitude.  one Trafalgar Law was so painfully attracted to, it almost hurt. 

"are you done pouting?" he breathed out, chin resting against his palm as he watched you throw a fit right in front of him. your eyes narrowed, brows furrowing as if mentally cursing his very existence for even speaking near you. he let out a huff, clearly amused by the entire thing. it only made your irritation peak. 

rolling your eyes, you crossed your legs from under the table. "i would prefer it if you didn't open your mouth." you hissed out, arms crossed as you turned your head to break eye contact from him. Law grinned to that, a chill spreading to him to your clear attitude right now. 

"want me to stop breathing too?" your eyes squeezed shut, no doubt mentally holding yourself back from drawing out your swords to his throat. god, Law would not care. not when you held such a wicked venom in your tongue it made his entire body heat up like a wildfire. 

you gave one firm nod, keeping your sights away from him. truthfully, Law didn't think he said anything wrong at all. "you're being dramatic y/n-ya." he breathed out easily, as if that exact thing wasn't the problem. you gripped the table like it had personally killed your parents and spat on their grave. you pressed your jaw together, and Law watched your nails practically claw against the wood beneath it, no doubt wishing it was his neck right now. there seemed to be a flicker of a crackling fire in your eyes, a rough click of your tongue piercing through his cocky grin. "you're right," you seethed out, poison on your tongue and corroding every part of his own attitude. "Trafalgar." 

Law froze, eyes wide to the name coming from your mouth. there was no pet name, no sweetness to the endearing words you called for him with. instead, a cold and formal sound of his name piercing his ears like a hot rod ready to burn his entire brain as it was. as if punishing him for not understanding things as he should have. he gave a scoff, and you bared your teeth to that. "not so fun, is it Trafalgar." you pressed, watching his resolve crumble right beneath your very eyes. his own narrowed, and Law let out a slow breath.  "that's what this little attitude is about?" he laughed out dryly, and you merely gave another firm nod to his question. slowly, your lips pushed into a kissable pout, letting Law sit with the knowledge of his mistake.  surely, you couldn't really be upset that he called you by your name. you glanced at him, quickly, as if testing the waters for his reaction. Law was still, as still as he could be in this situation. the poisonous attitude biting at his mind was because he hadn't called you his usual nickname, instead opting for your actual name. he let out a slow sigh, as if tired by the idea alone. you tapped your fingers against your arms, which had crossed over one another again as you two sat in silence. 

he stood, slowly, grabbling your wrist and tugging you with him. you blinked, eyes wide as your lips parted. "where are we going?" you lowly hissed, as if the anger still hadn't subsided. "im not done with you Trafa-" Law pressed his lips against your own, warm and filled of the fire you started in him with your deadly attitude. it was rough, yet so full of a love he fought to put properly into words, as if biting off your irritation and swallowing it away so you could breathe again. "yes, you are, sweetheart." he breathed against the kiss, heavy and steady. you felt your heart rush in your chest, eyes practically filling with a coolness the name he called you flew your way. you hummed as he kissed you again, hands firm against your waist now, bringing you in as if scared you'd somehow blow up on him again. pulling back, it was Law's turn to test the waters. you leaned into his touch, smiling softly. so sweet it almost hurt him. you blinked, slowly, but so sure he was right before you that Law knew you had calmed down just the bit. of course, his girlfriend wasn't so simple, of course he knew that. he also knew that he would make it up to you, no matter what it took. he promised himself that. 

he did kind of fuck up, after all.

his thumb grazed your cheek, caressing the soft skin as you leaned into the rough and calloused hands that always held you so perfectly. as if made solely for you to be held by. Law gave you a slow kiss, much softer this time, more patient with you. admits the kiss so full of love Law had for you, and all your attitude in the world included, he gave a soft chuckle. "there's my girl." and just like that, your fiery attitude had flown out the wind and into the void. 

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#tags ♡ not-so-slow burn, mentions of blindness, blind! fem! reader, opposites attract, comfort, fluff, grumpy x sunshine trope, soft zoro, does not follow anime/manga, humor .ᐟ.ᐟ #nana's notes ♡ inspired by "veil" by Kotteri

him and her.

on an island painted with hues and colors far too bright for a certain swordsmen’s taste, there was a nestling problem far greater than the sickening one of having found himself lost once again.

sure, he could have easily chalked this one up to a simple misdirection a few miles back, but even he knew it would reign futile.

for once, he was ready to admit that perhaps the tangerine colored navigator just might have been right about him. (though he was grateful she wouldn’t be here to know of such a thing.)

besides that one problem of many, stood another one.

like a candle crafted by the hands of love herself. dressed in her own herbs and oils that granted whatever it was the flame burning against her desired, he faced the singed power of such a gift. in exchange for his silence and sin of merely gazing at her, he in turn received the cruelest punishment given to a swordsman like him.

his leg stung, though he’d never admit it either.

he didn’t think he would even be capable of voicing out such a whine, or complaint for that matter. especially not to the candle made of silk before him. it was like she was crafted from every ounce of heavens glory to date. made to look as refined and untouchable as one could, jewelry and clothes so expensive if nami where there; he feared she would have been reduced to tears at the sight of the one before him.

brows pulled tightly together in worry, and a hand coming to hover over lips of the one he had caught himself paying the mile of attention since losing his way from his crewmates.

“oh dear,” as if you of everyone truly held something to be worried of.

he should have been the one twisted in worry, not you. he didn’t think he could imagine a single strand of your hair perked in any kind of discomfort. you didn't seem to be crafted that way.

he didn’t say a word, not that he could in this situation. the cane in your hands mercilessly beating against his leg didn't really leave much room for that either way. it hurt, of course. for someone so refined, you sure knew how to swing that thing around where it mattered.

in a not-so-quiet manner, you had crouched just the slightest closer to the ground. humming to yourself, your cane had reeled back away from its attack. he knew the device well by this point. he’d seen it countless times now. wrapped in the color white that practically glowed in the late hours of the night. it was heavy, that he knew. and if he hadn’t by now, the far too quiet curses that came from a lowered voice about its weight would have let him know until he was sure not to forget that important detail again.

your palm stood above his hair, pressing itself against the bark of a tree he had claimed as his own since arriving on the little spec of paradise. you were leaning over him, carefully feeling the grooves and indents he leaned on every afternoon.

instinctively, his eyes carried up, watching in complete silence to not break the illusion he was trying so desperately to keep for you. your brow twitched the lower your hand moved, body following suite as your cane kept your balance. he wanted to laugh, already knowing exactly the kind of backhanded compliment you would throw the poor support item’s way.

'at least it was good for something.'

his arms stayed crossed, casual as ever despite the nearer you drew yourself to him. something in the air twisted warmly, as if even he knew that what was bound to happen simply would. if it did, he didn’t think there was anything he could do about it.

what would be, would simply be.

finally, in all your greatest efforts, your hand had found the jackpot.

covering his nose and almost slicing his other eye and rendering him blind, but you had certainly found what you were looking for. there was a beat of silence, and in the distance, there was a chocked-out noise.

a seagull had no doubt spit back out the fish it had caught earlier that day.

contrary to what any sane and rational person would have done in this situation, you didn’t stop your boundary crossing examination. in fact, you wholeheartedly leaned more into it. grasping at all you could as if it's all you had ever known, and your fingertips grazed the skin of his cheeks.

warm and tender, as if throwing it in his face that the kind of touch against him now was something he had never had the liberty of feeling until now. it was soft- your hands were soft. warmed from the sun and all the things you created with them.

a sharp breath gutted into his lungs, and he felt a chill run through him. the kind of chill you get when you forget something you knew was never meant to be left behind. absolute, and sacred.

palms cupping his cheeks, and a hum that showed you were memorizing all you could from him; he finally let out something that would cover any shred of mystery he had worked so hard to obtain.

something to advise you to just- slow down.

if only you had. strange in all you did, but not malicious in the slightest.

you were sincere, the way you held things was proof of that.

his lips parted some, cracking out a slanted and uneven grin towards your face from above. "didn't your mother ever teach you to not go around grabbing random people's faces?" you snorted to his words, and that little warmth in the air seemed to grow heavier as the first traces of words were exchanged at last.

for the first time since his watchful eyes had found you the day he washed up here, he had finally gotten his own lucky strike. "in fact, she did." you hushed out, smiling wide enough to bury the strange interaction taking place just seconds ago.

your hands wrapped themselves around your cane once more, keeping it firm against the ground before you. "though, i can't say ive been any good at listening to what my family advises of me." your words were breathy, as if having it taken away by the mere thrill of your sudden rebellious ways today.

he let out a grunt from below. "would've never guessed." then his words came from above, and he watched your neck crane up in confusions.

"how strange," you quipped out with a small smile, the flush of light warming your skin.

he tilted his head down to you, swords secured at his hip. three of them to be precise. "that you go around caressing the nearest persons face in the middle of the day?" you rolled your eyes to his teasing words.

the action strange as he watched them move from behind closed eyelids. even so, you never broke that smile of yours. he remembered it, just as much as anything else you did. though, it was much different up close. your smile was different before him than how it presented itself from far away.

"you have such a way with words, sir." you huffed out playfully, tapping your fingertips against the smooth groves of your cane. you rocked on your heels some, back and forth like a calm wave moving with the sea.

"they come from below," you gestured downwards, before switching sides and pointing to the tree leaves above you both. "and even up above. you must be very talented." smart mouth. he felt his brow twitch to that.

now, it was his turn to roll his eyes. "i was sitting." he pointed out, following your own movements and even gesturing to the ground himself. his thumb jutted up to the sky. just where your own pointer finger stood. "now im not." you hummed, tilting your head some as the air had fizzled into a familiar rhythm.

it couldn't have just been him to feel such a thing, right?

"against a tree?" you chuckled out, hiding your smile as if he hadn't seen it already.

with a grin mimicking your own, he wasn't shy to corrected you. "my tree." he grunted out.

"your tree," you played along, tapping your cane against the sharp blades of grass beneath you both. a brush of wind grazed passed your lashes, making you squeeze your eyes tighter together, and curiosity bubbled passed the seams in him to the sight. 

with so much to see on this island, why would someone like you wait to see it? "why.." he paused, swallowing slowly as your hands braced themselves against your cane as if waiting for a strike to come. his mouth pursed mid form, for once hesitating on what to say next. he wanted to ask. desperately. 34

yet the reaction given from you killed that curiosity dead in its tracks. 

he blew out a breath, easing that tenseness in his shoulders as he rolled them back. it was fine. maybe some things didn't need to be asked. the answer was clear in how it showed itself, and the way you showed yourself. what more was there to know? "-are you sitting against a tree in the middle of the afternoon?" you quipped out, steady to cover up his own mistakes. for once, he was grateful to have someone speak on his behalf. maybe it wasn't so bad when you smoothed his reckless ways over. 

glancing to the island's square some distance from you two, he kept a steady hand against his swords. a comfort only he knew, something to keep him tethered to the fault in his own ways. "i was taking a nap." was all he said, and yet it seemed enough to convince you. 

you laughed to that. his ears burned brightly, and suddenly he was hesitant to look back to you. "you aren't from around here, are you?" he scoffed, scratching at his cheek as if it would hide the tinge of red on the tips of his ears. 

"that obvious?" 

you nodded. "most wouldn't do that here." you mumbled, your head moving to the sounds coming from the people who seemed to burn brighter with life. as if everything moved faster now that you had decided to break apart your pristine routine.

"or anywhere for that matter." he grunted to your teasing mood, switching his weight from one foot to the other. for a steady moment it went quiet, and your brows furrowed at his lack of a response. 

as quiet as he could be, he watched you take a hesitant step forward. you glanced from side to side slightly, never enough to bring notice to the fact that you were checking if he was still there. but you were, and when your hand caught the sleeve of his arms was it there did he see the relief of having someone to converse with. 

"im still here," he promised. though something so miniscule to him, meant more to you than he could actually know. you smiled warmly to that, nodding as you cheesed happily to him. contagious in all it stood, the corners of his lips twitched slightly. 

"so," you paused, pinching the cloth of his sleeve delicately between your pointer and thumb. your other hand kept your cane steady. "what brings you here of all places?" the million dollar question, and a part of him had hoped the question would have been something else. 

names were something that gave one meaning. a familiarity to cling to, something he wanted to give you. he leaned down some, taking particular notice of the way you were stretching to reach his height. he wanted to laugh at the sight, yet even he knew well enough not to. 

through words and tales of an adventure foreign to someone like you, the story of him had been woven beautifully through your ears. some words harsher than others, and ruthless curses flying themselves so surely to a blonde cook you had never met before; but it was his story all the same. in eyes you had never had the pleasure of enjoying so freely, you had learned much in such a small interaction. the world was vast. a place much, much bigger than yourself. with many people to meet, and journeys to carry and cling to. things to hold dear to one's heart.

though you had never had that, the kind of freedom a man named monkey d. luffy had given the strange man who struggled to voice the care he clearly felt for the people aboard a ship he spent his own journey on; you wanted it. 

whatever he saw, you wanted to as well. 

to carve your own path and be put in ludicrous situations due to a man who was awful with decisions. a cook who thought more with his heart than his head, a woman who dreamt of drawing a map of the world, and someone who fought his own fear day after day. 

a man who clearly cared more than he could say. all of it had frozen you to your spot before him. hand still clutching his shirt like a lifeline that would disappear as fast as it came. with his own story, you heard his final words. 

"i got lost." he finished. it was such a brutally silly conclusion to all he had done. 

he sounded embarrassed to admit it to you of all people. but he had nonetheless. 

and something in such a small confession had sealed your fate faster than the day you had been born. cheekily, you smiled to the man before you. "god truly must hate you." you laughed out breathlessly, a quick shake of your head as your shoulders bounced with life as the sound carried to his own ears. 

"or at least have some kind of grudge against you." the man before you took a step closer, you could hear it in the slight shuffle of grass beneath you. in the way the wind itself moved around him, like he alone commanded it to. 

"you think so?" you nodded to his question, absolute in your observation. 

you took in a slow breath, feeling the sudden change in the atmosphere the nearer you two stood together. words you were used to by now seemed to cling to the back of your throat, as if suddenly deciding now was a good time to be shy of something so clear to the rest of the world. 

still, it was something you loathed more than anything. to be seen by something so crippling as what you were plagued with since the day you first cried into the world you once thought so small. "because it led you to me." he was quick with his retort, no doubt rolling his eyes to your tone. 

you were sure he thought you just as silly as you had him. "after all, what good is a blind woman to a lost man."

contrary to your exaggerated depiction of what kind of face he made, if only you had seen the sudden twinge in his eyes to your confession. the understanding that came with those kinds of words, and the retaliation thrown into the mix for good measure. 

he stood quiet for a moment, waiting for you to laugh or smile like you had since the day he saw you. but it never came. the words to you, were true. as true as the fact that you hated your cane, or the routine you had been carefully carved since birth into following despite your protest. 

he was fast, and quiet. a combination far too deadly for someone like you, yet his hold was warm. too warm, as if heating you from the very depths of your soul. his hand clung to your coat, mimicking your own touch onto him. 

his head, though tilted away from you, was all but insincere. you had no idea the kind of path you had just been thrown on, but one thing was for sure. so sure there was no room for debate. "help me back to my friends." neither a question, nor a demand. simply settling softly somewhere in between. "ill prove you wrong." 

the man before you, who sucked with expressing himself as much as you were terrible with conforming to the norm of this day and age; was someone you could undoubtedly trust.

your hand squeezed the cane in it tightly, and like a puppet on strings, he followed. his hands traced the sheath of his swords, both of you trying to soothe the nerves shooting through you. 

"will it be dangerous?" you squeezed out, and he finally turned to look at you once more. 

if you could see it, your answer would have been clear as day. the way his eyes softened the slightest, a view only those aboard the thousand sunny could show off and say they saw. the steady set of his jaw, and the way he licked his lips to promise the opposite for you. 

"yes." if you could see it, you would've known his eyes told a different tale. 

not as long as im there with you. 

it was understandable to be rejected, especially after all he had blurted out to a woman he had barely met properly. if you were anyone else, he knew he would be turning heel and setting off on his own. but you were not just anyone. 

so instead, what met him was a smile so bright it blinded him. 

"you promise?" excitement was an understatement, and he wondered briefly about you. what kind of person were you. a question plaguing his mind the day he first saw you walking around the island on your lonesome. 

he gave a low grunt, letting out an amused scoff to your antics. your pinky was held up to him, waiting for his own to wrap around it. "seriously?" he questioned out, as if completely against the idea of wrapping pinkies with you at his age. 

despite his tone and the clear distaste in it, he still did.

the second both fingers locked together, the loud clatter of your cane meeting the floor rung in your ears like a piercing needle. you felt your breath hitch, your brows lifting in surprise and the warmth of him spreading throughout you wholly.

surrounding you completely, the threads of fate seemed to hum louder than the clatter of your cane, or the sheer surprise coming from him. a universal promise so potent you could almost see it for the first time now. tied together by the most sacred law of the universe, with a scarred and calloused pinky locking against your own, something in the air between you knew one crucial thing. this was irreversible.  

like a joke being played on you both, a wicked smile from the universe as it shoved the two of you against the other. you swayed, crashing against him foolishly. his hand caught you easily, your pinkies locked together and refusing to let go. 

you swallowed thickly, narrowing your brows at the tickle of his breath mingling with your own. something had been left unfinished, and though you had no sane reason to back up your claims, you were sure he must have reached the same conclusion. 

you cleared your throat, grinning weakly against him as he mumbled something under his breath, trying his best to tug his finger away from your own. "you know," you started off, feeling the small pressure of his finger squeezing your own. 

a quiet motion to signal that he was still listening. 

"i dont believe ive gotten your name," you laughed out, your body slowly relaxing against his hold now. he huffed some, clicking his tongue. "right." you nodded quickly, trying your best to not show the way were affected by this. 

"might be a good idea to tell me, since ill be your guide from now on." you teased out, scrunching your nose with a playful pinch to his serious tone. you were sure he must be confused, yet you found yourself hoping he wouldn't go back on his word now. 

his hold on you eased up just the slightest, enough to let yourselves cool off from the heat gnawing through you both. if names gave one's meaning, what would that mean for him when he told you his own. 

had he even thought that far ahead?

he rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, glancing to the people of the island. carefree, and definitely not being held hostage by their pinky to a woman he had just met. he wasn't the type to let his ego run unchecked, but even he could admit when things were clear. 

his name didn't exactly bring positive reactions when said.  

his eyes lingered to your face for a moment longer, taking in the expression and way it held itself in honesty. if he told you, would you turn back on your word. or would you still stay as you were now. 

you both certainly weren't budging anytime soon, and if all else came to fail; at least he would have his answer. with or without you, he needed to go back to them. his crewmates, his captain. 

"roronoa zoro." 

you hummed softly, nodding as you tested his name against your tongue so sweetly his eyes shifted quickly away from you. he wasn't used to having his name said in such a manner. so..softly. not the way you had. 

quickly, the thought scurried through his brain like he had just hit puberty all over again. 

he wanted to hear you say his name again. and again, and again. 

you smiled, wide and pure. "y/n." he rose a brow slowly. "and your last name?" it seemed like something one would mention during a first impression, and yet you merely shook your head softly. 

"just y/n." you concluded out. 

with the sacred law of the universe, the exchange of names, and two of the most unlikely people who truly had no business being anywhere near each other; you both were sure of it now more than ever. together, you two were undoubtedly tethered until the end.  

STRAWHAT PIRATES ♡⸝⸝ M.LIST

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♯ MONKEY D. LUFFY .ᐟ.ᐟ

IMPORTANT WORDS ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ luffy isn't one for romance, there's too much food in the world to worry about all that nonsense, after all. until food doesn't taste as good without you, and his dream always has you by his side; and luffy intends to get to the bottom of it.

POCKET THE SUNSHINE ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ like two peas in a pod, you and luffy have always moved the beat of your own drums. with a pair like that, there's no telling what'll happen each day, nor a way to pocket the sunshine that is you and luffy.

♯ RORONOA ZORO .ᐟ.ᐟ

COME BACK HOME ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ jealousy, regret and insecurity drives the one zoro loves away. selfishly, the love never fades. a hard pill to swallow, but zoro need you to come back home to him.

NEW PERSPECTIVES ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ a hidden hobby, the quiet night, and suddenly you and Zoro find yourselves smiling brighter than the stars above.

♯ VINSMOKE SANJI .ᐟ.ᐟ

GIVE YOU THE STARS ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ while you watch the moon and stars, Sanji only looks at you. he knew true love existed outside of fairytales, because you did.

SWEETENED SMOKE ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ despite your distaste for them, a tender moment leads you to trying the very cigarettes from Sanji's collection.

♯ ONESHOTS N MORE .ᐟ.ᐟ

LITTLE MISS ATTITUDE ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ 'little miss attitude' is their favorite girl, especially when she bares her pretty teeth right at them.

FALL FOR YA ♡⸝⸝ #synopsis ♡ sneak peeks of how the monster trio are like in a relationship with the love of their life.

‧˚꒰ & MUCH MORE TO COME ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

#tags ♡ ──── established relationship, mentions of smoking, comfort & fluff !! Ი𐑼 ﹙ 2.2ᴋ ﹚words .ᐟ.ᐟ

#nana's notes ♡ ──── slowly getting a feel for writing again, bear with me guys (˶°ㅁ°)!! ♡⸝⸝ ©chuugiwara

you were never truly the type of person to enjoy the smell of cigarettes. though, that didn't mean you particularly hated the smell either; it simply wasn't your thing is all. 

the overbearingness of it, and the way the scent clung to a person's body in every intimate way. especially on the tips of your fingers, no matter how hard you tried to wash your hands, the scent would always be there. 

perhaps in some odd and twistedly sweet way, that very smoke fit Sanji pleasantly. though it wasn't your thing in the slightest, having grown in a setting that set that kind of thing as 'unladylike', you didn't mind the slow and sensual huffs of smoke that met the cool morning air aboard the thousand sunny. 

a blanket draped over your shoulders, hair slightly messy from having just waken up with your boyfriend. you shyly peeked over to him, his eyes already busying themselves in a thousand different ways one could memorize the face of their lover so early in the day. you cracked a small smile, tilting your head as the mast of the ship towered over the both of you. spending the entirety of the night watching the stars in each other company was something only Vinsmoke Sanji could be capable of pulling off so surely.  

simply, as if it were the easiest thing in the entire world, Sanji had taken you stargazing while on your adventure of a lifetime. with being a pirate, and always out on the dangerous sea, dates were few and far in between. together, the two of you managed where you could. and for Sanji, that only meant the obvious. 

dates were accessible any and everywhere. 

he never let you forget such a thing. 

"mon cœur," your fingertips brushed against the palms of his hands, and tenderly, with as much compassion as a man could be filled with; he brought them to his lips. softly, he kissed the pads of your fingers. his lips trailing to your fingers, then to your knuckles in finality. 

you smiled softly to your boyfriends' antics, heart astir in a familiar pulse that pushed behind your ribs so beautifully you were sure you would never get used to the feeling. "you never fail to take my breath away," he promised, a soft rumble to his words as he blinked lazily to your smile. as if waking up from a thousand yearlong dream, he seemed to flush to life to the sight of your expression. "no matter how many times i wake up by your side, the sight of you will never cease to render me helplessly weak to you, my love." his shifted closer to you with each word, never stopping his antics until he rested right before you again. 

you memorized his own face with ease this time. the curl of his eyebrows, the striking shade of blue in his irises that reminded you so much of the sky, and the sharp ends of his features that had your heart beating as easily for him as it was to breath. 

you savored the smooth kiss between you both, leaning into the palm of his hands as he cupped your face gently. as if he were scared you would tear away from him the second he let go. there was a muffled giggle from you, pulling a smile from him that only made you return it with your own. 

"how romantic," you breathed out against his lips. his hand moved to grab your own, pulling it to his cheeks and melting against it shamelessly. "you should write a book," you pressed on, teasing the blonde cook before you with a grin that made your eyes light up in ways Sanji fell for harder each time it graced the very world he lived in.

he let out a low chuckle, closing his eyes contently. he pressed another kiss against your warm palm, the blanket slipping from your head and resting on your shoulders now. "and what would this book," he paused slowly. "be about?" words tethered around the edges, fluffed up with his accent in ways that made you hum softly. 

"about me, of course."  he rose a steady brow to that, the subtle smile he held now shifting quickly into a grin that matched your own. oh, how Sanji loved it when you said things like that. 

another kiss against your wrist now. "with a topic like that, mon cœur, i would write a lifetime of books." he breathed out steadily, never a shred of question in his statement. Sanji would never disgrace you with words that were full of lies. 

you let out a playful laugh, leaning over slightly with a slow tilt of your head. "and when you pass?" you hushed out, biting the inside of your cheek at the way your boyfriend seemed to deflate before you. right now, Sanji looked more like a wounded puppy rather than the infamous pirate he had blossomed into when you met him all that time ago. 

you leaned in slightly, watching his eyes soften as they met your own beneath the suns rising shine between you both. "then i will continue to write those books from my grave." he tested out, sincere in every breath he breathed to say such a charming thing. 

your shoulders rolled back some, head tilting to the awakening sky as the blanket Sanji had covered you both with the night before clung to your laughing body. you laughed easily, with as much grace as you moved with. 

for Sanji, only you could make such a mundane thing look so ethereal. 

the cook was smitten beyond belief. 

the moment sat silent between you two, a comforting atmosphere settling in all the right places. you knew he would leave soon, to fulfill his duties as the Strawhat's cook and make a breakfast worth a lifetime of flavors all in one sitting. 

you knew this routine well by now, and you also knew the particular habit Sanji had for smoking one of his cigarettes just before he began said duties. this time, however, your boyfriend didn't reach for the pack of cigarettes. the brand he smoked didn't peek against your eyes, and your nose didn't meet the overpowering scent it created once he lit it. 

you disliked the scent, yes, but you hated the interruption of this routine you had grown so accustomed to. steadily, you turned towards your lover. a brow raised and eyes full of love for him narrowed just the slightest. 

"did you run out?" you questioned softly, and Sanji didn't need to ask what you meant. he seemed to already know these kinds of things, especially when it came to you. he paused for a moment, as if debating whether or not to even respond to your questioning gaze. 

he was silent for a moment; his bottom lip caught between his teeth. his face pinched together some, and you knew that look anywhere. a common trait the rest of the crew had learned from Luffy when it came to lying. 

you all just so happened to be terrible at it. worst part was, you all learned to make that same face anytime you so much as even thought of lying. 

Sanji was no different, and neither were you. 

"i know you don't like the smell of it, mon cœur." 

the tender name always did funny little things to your heart, and you wanted to detest it for the way it didn't fail even now. "i wouldn't disrespect you by doing such a thing near you." he was earnest with the words, and as sweet as the thought was, it bothered you to think Sanji would be so quick to give up something like that just because your nose didn't like the scent of it. 

"and i wouldn't disrespect you by letting you change something of yourself just because i want you to." you countered out, your words quickly silencing anything Sanji could come up with to refuse your soft attack.

he froze for a moment, the tendons of his fingers and hands twitching nervously as if trying to decide whether or not you were testing him. you let out a noise, close to a grumble of words that truly made no sense to any sane person, before you quickly moved to dig for the packet yourself.

sure enough, settling safely in his pants pocket was the infamous "Death" brand of cigarettes your boyfriend preferred above the rest. a strange name for a brand, but who were you to judge, really. 

Sanji was quick to pull the packet from you, a slow breath fanning from his mouth as he sighed out a defeated noise. "you know im incapable of denying you." you grinned to that, watching him slowly pull a stick from the packet before leaving it to hang from between his lips. 

you hummed, and Sanji threw you a harmless look. "that's cheating." "im merely leaning into my strengths." you shrugged out. watching the way his thumb flicked open the lighters lid was almost hypnotizing. the way every muscle in his body seemed to know just where, and how many times it should spin the wheel before a flame was lit, was somehow charming in ways you couldn't truly describe. 

you wished you could. 

the effects were almost instantaneous. your nose crinkled, and you leaned back from the smoke he blew out easily like muscle memory. he rose a curled brow your way, the smoke pushing from his nose attractively. "still leaning into your strengths?" 

you knew he was merely teasing; Sanji wouldn't ever really dare step out of line when it came to you. the both of you knew that fact all too well. still, you clicked your tongue softly, hands moving across the blanket as settling onto his lap warmly. 

he flinched for a second, a sharp breath leaping through his mouth. you wanted to smile at the way his fingers twitched just the slightest as your hands trailed up his chest, feeling every muscle under the loose shirt he wore now.

they moved with ease, like you had done this kind of thing a thousand times over already. truth was, you hadn't. but you acted like you did, and you did it flawlessly. so much that Sanji didn't even register the way your hand tenderly came to take the cigarette from his fingers. 

you watched the way the end burned closely, trying to study the thing that pulled your boyfriend to be so keen on rebuying them. you hummed softly, and Sanji watched silently as you turned your head to look more at it. 

endearing the most vital senses, Sanji felt his mouth part slightly as your lips came to wrap around it. your chest expanded some as you inhaled, the taste bitter and more terrible than you could imagine hitting your tongue. 

your hair fell slightly before you, and you let the smoke simmer in your soft lungs that were never used to this kind of thing before your fingers moved to tuck the strands behind your ear. 

slowly, and clumsily at that, Sanji watched the smoke shift from out your mouth. you turned your head some, the sun's rays hitting your face and lighting up your features heavenly before him. 

if he could relive the sight, he knew that he would. 

without any doubt in him, nor any question of how. Sanji knew he would. 

his eyes stayed on you, a mixture of adoration and awe swirling into one under the rising morning as you peeked just the slightest to him. "absolutely." 

there was no hint that you disliked the course of your actions as much as you did, and something in Sanji was proud to pick up on it. silently, another cigarette was pulled from the pack, and Sanji's hand found its way back to you. 

like so many other times, his thumb and index finger held your chin tenderly. you smiled softly, already moving to lean into his touch as he lifted your head closer to his height. wordlessly, the end of his cigarette gently prodded against the one laying between your lips just as he had. 

he lit the cigarette with your own, the moment burning as brightly as the end of his stick in front of you. you could see the amusement in his eyes, no doubt from the shock of your expression. or perhaps the blush rising to your face that lit up against your skin like a flower in spring. 

his hand moved once more, the pad of his thumb caressing your cheek with a love only Vinsmoke Sanji could perfectly show in anything he did. the moment brewed into something kinder, the aftertaste of cigarettes long since forgotten now. the flame of your stick was quickly snuffled out, while Sanji still held his pulled a bit away from you two. he leaned in for a kiss, the taste much duller than you expected. you could feel the way his mouth promised everything he couldn't say in the moment, and any feelings the two of your shared together flowing out in a curling smoke that was much sweeter than before. 

between bitter cigarettes and the mesmerizing morning arriving, you two had created a sweetened smoke so true, who were either of you to deny it any longer. 

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── ♡ˎˊ˗ ❝ TETHERED ❞ !!

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hi hii !! omg the theme was actually so fun to create, i loved every bit of the process with getting the colors and everything right ya know? compliments like these literally make my day <333 ahh tysm, and im soo glad your excited for the new series, im already working on a draft for the first character- i couldn't help it !!

as for tethered, ahh i loved the idea of it actually being a soulmate kinda thing but ultimately decided against it in the end. there's definitely going to be hints of it, don't get me wrong !! but its more of a "neither of us are even the slightest bit similar, so why the hell us-" vibe. meant to pair the flaws in them and how you compliment it. where you fall short, they lend their own strengths to aid you and vice versa. the idea of soulmates is having that one perfect person, right? whether platonic or not. but what about those who are not meant to be in any possible way? who is the complete opposite. you live, breathe, and think so different from their tethered counterpart. still, knowing someone so deeply, and seeing the weakest points of their soul- tends to form a connection that is as unbreakable as that string connecting you both together. i desperately wanted to write something that showed sometimes "the one" isn't your missing piece, or perfect match. sometimes it's as messy as it gets, and you two are as different as it comes. either way, it works. because you both want it to.

the point isn't about them being a soulmate, it's them not being anything close to it. still, love is such a complex thing, just as human life is. small moments matter the most, just as all things do. especially in this instance. the differences are not invisible, in fact quite the opposite. however, that's exactly what binds you both so closely together. that's what makes it work.