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pov: julius sneaking out to meet you, while you were peacefully stargazing, here comes marx yelling over the communication device

ASVJHDGJKGFDHJHFGFFGG UR SO RIGHT 😭🤚💕💕

And we wave hi to Marx and he smiles and waves back at us before continuing to yell at Julius and Julius grumbles under his breath that Marx likes us more than him LMAOOOOOO

But man🥺🥺🥺 he looks so cute just talking abt his dreams and the way that he clamps his hands over his ears LMAOOOO

He looks like he doesn’t wanna hear what his mom is yelling about AKSJBSJSDH and the hand…..

Imagine giving Shanks baby fever

At a tavern

Child: I wanna join your crew!

Shanks: pfft, no way

Child: I'm a real good fighter, I won't get in the way, I promise!

Shanks: hmmm, [taps his chin and looks like he's thinking about it]

Child: [thinks he's going to get a chance]

Shanks: hmm...Hmmm?... No

Child: aw come on

Child's mother: [barges into the tavern holding her infant] Julius Antony D. Frost! What do you think you are doing here? You haven't finished your chores, the goats got hungry and two of them broke into the house!

Child: but mom!

Child's mother: here hold this [foists her infant into your arms and drags her son off by his ear]

You: ??? [Looks to the local barkeep for help]

Barkeep: she'll be back when she realizes, just look after that little girl until then.

You: [pulls the infant closer to you and glowers]

Barkeep: I know it's a little unorthodox, but that lady has six kids, you're holding her only daughter, and her husband is a fisherman. This means he's gone most of the time, and her five eldest boys keep her busy, so please don't judge her, we help her out as much as she'll allow.

You: fine, [goes over to your table with Shanks]

Shanks: [cocks his head and gets a good look at the baby]

Baby: [looks at Benn and starts to cry]

Shanks: [pushes Benn away] You're scaring the baby.

Benn: ay! Ay! Alright, alright, I'll move.

You: [bounces the infant, pats it on the back, and starts to sing to try]

Baby: [settles down, and relaxes against your shoulder]

Shanks: wow, I didn't know you were so good with kids.

You: I didn't either... [Turns to the barkeep] Can I get this table wiped down so I can set the baby down?

Barkeep: [ obliges]

You: [sits the baby's weight down on the table, but keeps your arm around her so she's still leaning against you] Are you the cutest baby in the world?

Baby: ◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜

You: [gasps] Yes you are, you are the cutest baby in the whole world. [Gently tickles her tummy]

Baby: [giggles]

The crew: [find the two of you painfully adorable]

Baby: [ turns to Shanks and makes grabby hands at him]

Shanks: [ leans in closer]

Baby: [grabs a handful of his hair]

Shanks: she's got a good grip on her, how old is she? A year?

Barkeep: yeah, fourteen months, I think.

You: oh I could just eat you up, yes I could! In fact, I think I will. [Blows raspberries on her tummy]

Baby: [erupts into laughter]

You: [ pulls the baby back to your chest, leans back against Shanks, and smiles up at him] She still has that baby smell.

Shanks: (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠)

Child's mother: [bursts through the establishment's doors] Holly!

Baby: [whips around to look at her mother]

Child's mother: oh thank God, thank you for looking after her, I'm so sorry.

You: it's okay, she's easy to deal with, plus from the looks of it you had your hands full. [ Passes her her child]

Child's mother: she is, isn't she? Thank you have a nice day. [Leaves with her child]

Later that night

Benn: you've been eyeing them all night, what's up.

Shanks: [shifts his gaze from you to Benn] So I'm not as subtle as I thought I was... I dunno. Ever since seeing them with the baby, what was her name? Holly?... I guess I can't get it out of my head.

Benn: oh you've got baby fever, don't cha?

Shanks: [blushes] maybe

Benn: I thought you didn't want kids on this boat anymore?

Shanks: I don't, that hasn't changed. [Gets up and heads over to you] What do you say we call it a night?

You: hmm, alright, I'm getting tired anyway. [Lets Shanks lead you to the Captain's quarters]

Shanks: [is handsy with you the whole way]

You: [doesn't mind] You seem rather frisky tonight, or at least friskier than usual.

Shanks: Sorry, but seeing how good you are with kids really ignited something within me. [Smooches up and down your neck]

You: I thought you didn't want kids?

Shanks: For Fuck's sake, I don't, not yet, but that doesn't mean I don't want to practice. [Dumps you on the bed and starts to take off his pants.]

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showing of my favourite character be like

sleepy sex with zoro. thats it that's the entire ask

⛥ﾟ・。 scent

synopsis: zoro wakes up in the mood... and you'd be crazy not to oblige.

cw: nsfw, fluffy fluff, comfort, very sweet, very soft, soft zoro, not much else, pretty tame, bit short but whatevs

a/n: i'm so fuckin lonely </3

Feeling a slight shift beside you, your head stirred, eyes fluttering open to be met by amber rays seeping in through a nearby window.

The sun poured past the thin curtains, bathing you in brilliant morning light as a pair of thick arms tightened firmly around your waist, pulling you flush against a strong chest—which radiated like a damn furnace.

Hint #1 as to what kind of morning this was going to be.

You were pleasantly surprised, seeing as you often didn't wake up next to Zoro.

Usually, he rose with the sun, carefully sliding out your grasp and throwing on a pair of pants for his pre-breakfast workout.

Key word being usually.

Slowly, you shifted your gaze to his sleeping face—his uncharacteristic, softened expression making you smile.

Your thumb gently caressed the curve of his chin, and the return of his usual pout only made your smile widen.

"Mornin'," you yawned, pressing a quick kiss on his nose.

He hummed in response, promptly burying his face in the crook of your neck.

And the two of you stayed like that for a while, you toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck, listening to his shallow breaths.

But it all changed when you suddenly felt his lips at the junction of your neck and shoulder.

He peppered kisses up your jawline, forcing your fingers to pause their ministrations.

"Zo..."

He hummed again, though while continuing his work.

"Zo, honey, what are you doing?"

"Ya smell good."

You scoffed as his mouth moved to your clavicle.

"I just woke up."

"Don't matter... s'turnin' me on."

Suddenly, his mouth was hovering over yours, eyes half-lidded in what you weren't sure was lust or drowsiness.

Not wasting any time, he captured your lips with his, relishing your soft sigh as you melted into his touch.

Smoothly, his tongue swiped across your bottom lip, moving in a languid, almost-dizzying rhythm.

"What's... gotten into you?" you manged between his relentlessness, stomach fluttering as he faintly grinned into your cheek, tugging your bottom lip between his teeth. "Don't you have... to train?"

"In a minute," he grumbled like a fussy child, calloused fingers tracing your inner thigh.

The taunt that rose in your throat didn't even have a chance to get past your lips before he captured them once again with his own, tugging your panties down in one swift motion before tossing them over his shoulder.

Both your chests heaved against each other, his voice groggy as he leaned down to nibble at your neck.

"Ya don't have to do anything to turn me on. Y'know that, right?"

Your breath hitched as he began to spread your growing wetness across your glistening cunt.

"Just lookin' at you's enough."

He began tracing slow, tight circles onto your clit.

"Just touching you."

Finally, he tugged down his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free, already dribbling pre.

God, this man...

"You're so beautiful, Zo," you hummed, tracing the vein that runs down his shaft.

He scoffed, but the faint tinge of red dusting his cheeks told you all you needed to know.

Flashing a lazy grin, you slowly straddled him, carefully lining him up before sinking down with a soft mewl.

Reverently, his hands slid up your legs, running over your calves and thighs until they could finally rest at the flesh of your hips, which began to lusciously roll.

At the movement, Zoro let out a deep groan, rutting up into you from his place on the bed as you set a slow but firm pace, leaving you both breathless.

Sitting up, he lifted your shirt off your head, allowing you to toss your arms over his shoulders and pull him closer as he latched onto one of your nipples.

He swirled the bud until it peaked on his tongue, before switching off to give the other the same attention, his free hand sliding down to knead your ass in his large palm.

It felt like he was everywhere.

Under your skin... in your stomach... buried in the pulsing muscle in your chest.

Overwhelmed with feeling, you leaned down to plant a harsh bite on his neck, an uncharacteristically lewd moan managing to fly past his lips.

Without hesitation, he flipped you both over, carefully sliding back into you as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

With a few more deep thrusts, you both released at the same time, his face smushing into your neck to inhale more of your scent—and muffle another one of his moans.

Letting out a chuckle, you smoothed back a few hairs that stuck to his dewy forehead, peppering feather-light kisses across his hairline.

"I love you," you both muttered at the same time.

Pausing a moment, you scrunched your nose, the swordsman rolling his eyes.

Corny.

Hooking his arm under your back, he carefully pulled his cock from your heat, taking a moment to admire the glistening, sun-dappled image before him before scooping you up in his arms.

"Gonna finish this up in the shower, yeah?" he asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest with slightly wide eyes.

'Who is this man and what has he done with Zoro?'

But, since he was in such good spirits, you decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Lead the way."

Waking up next to Julius is always unpredictable. Is it going to be at 2 AM when he comes back from his office whining about paperwork as he burrows in your arms, sighing contently as you whisper sleepy assurances into his hair? Or is at 10 AM, way past your alarm, with a foot on your cheek and your lover hugging your leg? You never know if you have to wake up a second earlier and grab him before he can leave you to look at magic, or with his face buried between your legs. Is it kisses you’re going to wake up to? Or is it tickles? But no matter how you wake up to him, you both never neglect to shower the love and attention you need from each other. You tell him to relax his shoulders as you massage the shampoo into his hair. “Sorry” leaves his lips as he works through the knots in your hair as you hiss and grumble about getting a bonnet. And no matter what time of day, Julius is very unpredictable. Because hours later, he holds up two satin bonnets, one for you and one for him. You laugh as you kiss his cheek, thanking him and telling him that he doesn’t need one for himself. He pouts as you laugh harder into his cheek.

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He's so handsome and such a sweet sweet man with such a pure soul.

I'm gonna *extended censor beeping sounds lasting approximately four hours* and that's just the first round.