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flustered zoro 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 somethin about making a stoic man blush

eeeeee yesyesyessss

flustered zoro who’s ears turn pink when you straddle him for the first time. your relationship is still a new, fragile thing taking shape and you worry you might’ve stepped on a boundary when he freezes under you but when you go to get off and apologize, he’s grabbing your waist and pulling you in closer.

zoro’s a hard man to read even after you’ve broken down some of his walls but up close like this, you wonder how he ever hid a single thought from you. its all there, written plainly across his face. the flush that blooms across his cheeks as you rock your hips against his, the silent plea for more behind his eye and you can’t help but kiss his parted lips as you grind down harder against his bulge.

he lets you use him to chase your pleasure, his hands sliding down to knead your ass and help you move when you start getting close. zoro blushes down to his chest when you cry out his name and he can feel your cunt pulse even between all the layers that separate you, only growing when you plant kisses all over his face and ask if you can help him out too.

because in this world, the ones who are smiling are the strongest.

❝𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩!❞

synopsis: you're tasked with waking up zoro for dinner, but it's hard to make him budge.

pairing: zoro x gn!reader cw: more tooth rotting fluff for my favorite swordsman :) wc: ~1.6k an: i had a dream about this and added some even more fluff because why not. ty all i hope you enjoy <3 also i realized i have a decent chunk of zoro fics about napping lol maybe this is why im sleepymarimo i just love that sleepy lil guy

"Where the hell is that shitty swordsman?" Sanji grumbles, cigarette hanging from his lips as he sets a hefty plate of rice on the dining table.

Even though you're acutely aware that the marimo is missing, you pretend to peer over shoulders and swivel your head to give the impression that you're just as clueless as everyone else. You're already sat at the table, utensils neatly resting beside your plate.

Everyone else is already in the dining room, Luffy practically on the brink of perishing as the food is placed before him. Chopper and Usopp are close behind, their forks glinting in the light.

Robin is patient, smiling at the sight before her, the one she's grown to love. "I believe he said something about taking a nap," she reveals, her fingers wrapping around the stem of a wine glass. "He might be holed up in the boy's room."

"You mean the men's room?" Franky speaks up in an attempt to lighten the mood, the cola bottle in his hand hissing as he pops the cap.

Nami shakes her head, not in the mood to entertain the hooligans she calls her crewmates- her family. When Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper start to chant for their food, the navigator's last straw cracks into a million pieces.

Her chair slides back with a screech as she stands, planting her hands on the table. "Ugh, I can't believe that guy, sleeping through dinner!" The sigh she gives is intentionally dramatic, her charm working its magic as Sanji quickly offers to knock some sense into the green-haired swordsman.

It all comes to a halt when a pair of hands sprout from the table, tugging at the cook's shirt in a silent command to stay put. All eyes go to Robin, her knowing gaze easily hiding whatever ploy is running through her mind.

She calls your name and you immediately feel your cheeks warm, though you still feign obliviousness even if it seems like she's peeking right into your brain.

"Why don't you get Zoro?" she suggests, yet deep down you know you don't have an option.

Even if the thought of protesting crosses your mind, the chorus of growling stomachs and pleas for you to hurry have you standing and scampering up the stairs and to the deck.

Standing in front of the door to the boy's cabin, you feel your stomach drop a bit. You're quite literally entering a tiger's den, into the willing jaws of a beast who has been known to treasure booze, swords, and naps above all else.

The air inside the room is significantly more warm, heavy, compared to the cool breeze blowing outside. It's dark, your eyes adjusting to the lack of lighting as you carefully step over shoes and dirty clothes.

For a moment the beds seem empty and you wonder if he's even inside, yet the massive figure atop one of the bunks makes you quickly reconsider that thought.

His bare back rises and falls at a leisurely pace, his arms sprawled over the sides of the bed while he lays on his front. Cheek pressed comfortably into his pillow, Zoro naps away without much care for anything else.

After gawking for a second or two, you step toward the bunk, mentally cursing, and steel yourself for what feels like the millionth time. The wooden structure is a bit too tall for you to get a look at him, so with a small grunt you step onto the bottom bunk and grip onto the rails to hoist yourself up.

As soon as you take a glimpse over the top bunk's railing, you feel the warmth of his exhales across your nose and cheeks. It makes your face warm, your own breaths stalling as you take in the sight of him looking so… serene.

His face is softened, relaxed, a stark contrast to the pinched brows and scowls he usually wears.

Imagining the exasperated faces of your hungry crewmates, you get on with your small mission. Even though you're there to wake him, you're considerate enough to keep mindful of your tone. "Zoro?" comes his name from your lips, a murmur not quite suited for waking a beast.

The most you get out of him is the slight wrinkling of his nose, like a fly had perched there for a second before buzzing off. In a way it's expected given that he's slept through storms and whole marine attacks.

Your tone is louder the next time you call his name, more firm, his silhouette becoming pronounced as your eyes adjust to the dark room. "Zoro," you call again, arms starting to ache from how you're pulling yourself up to the top bunk.

Again, nothing. It's almost comical at this point, really.

You resist the urge to groan in frustration, your options becoming more limited. Time really isn't on your side here, not when the odds of a hungry pirate barging into the room increases by the second.

Taking a big breath, you decide that this is going to be the last try. This is going to be the one to wake the marimo, whether he likes it or not.

Unfortunately, the sea has other plans for you.

The ship hits a patch of rough water, the violent movement causing you to lose your grip on the railing tethering you to the top bunk. Your breath also catches when the sudden jolt makes your feet slip off the mattress belonging to the bottom bed, your heart skipping a beat when you feel yourself starting to fall back.

You're fully prepared to brace yourself against the harsh floor, your muscles tensing and jaw tightening, but you don't even have the chance to fall back a single inch.

A strong arm, previously hanging limp over the bed, curls around your waist and holds you steady. It supports all your weight, even as your legs kick out in an attempt to find solid ground. With your face suddenly squished into the junction of his neck, your own arms act on instinct and wrap around his shoulders.

Zoro's awake now, steel-grey eye open and aware as if he hadn't been knocked out cold just seconds ago. His senses have a unique threshold, not bothering to pick up on the calls of his name but always managing to be ready when his crewmates need him most- especially you.

His skin is warm, a tell tale sign that he'd probably been napping for hours. Tightening his grip on you, he sits up, pulling you with him. You're still disoriented, wondering why you haven't hit the floor, but he's as sharp as ever.

"The hell are you doin'?" he grumbles, voice still heavy from his rest, carrying that delightful rasp. His irritated tone is a facade, more of a light chide than anything. "You tryin' t'break your neck or something?"

You feel like a fish out of water, mouth opening and closing a couple times while you're still dangling from the top bunk. It's hard to not get in a few mumbled apologies, not knowing if he's ticked from being stirred from his sleep.

"Dinner is ready," you reply, managing to find your words, your hold on him not letting up due to fear of falling once more. He feels so warm, the definition of a guilty pleasure, and you're left to exert as much self-control as possible.

He lets out a scoff, amused, then grunts as he finally realizes you're still hanging over the bed. His hand moves, sliding across your waist to grab at the back of your shirt. While Zoro's strength is known throughout all the seas, it always leaves you in awe. With nothing more than a bicep curl, he hoists you up and onto the top bunk with him.

A sigh of relief leaves your lips as you sink into the soft mattress, the bunk creaking with the added weight and how Zoro shifts into a seated position. Legs crossed over one another, he stretches his arms over head, unintentionally showing off his physical prowess.

Your eyes find the ceiling out of respect, but mostly because you're another second away from bursting into flames.

He yawns, then rubs at the back of his neck. "Dinner, huh?" he repeats, finding the answer satisfactory enough and shrugging his shoulders. "They sent the right person. I don't need that shitty cook hurling a kick my way."

You nod and even get out a laugh. "Yeah, I'm sure waking up to me almost falling is a lot better," you joke, looking over the bunk to see the drop to the floor.

"It's no problem," he assures, his gold earrings catching in the slivers of moonlight entering through the window as a lazy smirk grows on his face. "I got ya."

While you'd be willing to skip dinner to stay with the swordsman, your stomach protests with a hefty grumble. Zoro's stomach follows suit, making it's need for food known. The timing of it makes another laugh slide past your lips, a sound that makes his smirk soften into something more genuine.

With a small grunt, he hops off of the top bunk and lands on the floor with a solid thud. "Alright," he starts, stretching his back out a bit more before lifting his head to meet your gaze. "Let's go eat." His arms raise, ready to help you down from the bed. Whether you want to take the ladder or propel yourself into his embrace, he silently vows to be there to offer support. Although Zoro could be stubborn, gruff, and brash, he'd never let you fall, not ever.

Been thinking abt how shanks will lean up and pull you so flush to him and wrap his whole arm around your waist to bounce you on his cock…….. shoves his face into your neck and pants against your sweat-slick skin and you can’t do anything but fall limp against him like a ragdoll and let him do whatever he wants

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shanks and his terrible habit of dropping the most heart-stopping truth bombs while he fucks you. he’ll thumb at your clit and tell you what a gift your love has been to him. he’ll crook two fingers inside you and just underneath your own moans you can hear him saying that he hears you in the waves that crash against the prow of the ship and sees you in every sunrise. and when he’s buried inside you he’ll take your hand, place it right over his heart, and tell you he’d carve it right out if you asked. it’s yours after all.

the fire place popped as the wood was burning more and more. the fire place was covered in soot and ash. julius novachrono and you would often find peace in sitting by this fireplace. somehow, the burning of the wood was peaceful. there was a soft blanket drawn around both of you as you sat there with your head on his shoulder. you both watched the fire place silently. there wasn’t a need to talk, you both enjoyed basking in the silence of each other. it wasn’t awkward, but just a moment between you two. julius was the wizard king, and was renowned and feared at the same time. he loved his people and would do anything for them. he had much power and was to be taken seriously.

“how did you get that blue mark on your head?” you asked breaking the silence. he had always had it since the first day you two had met. you hadn’t thought anything of it, but it was interesting how it had formed there. he was human after all, right? he let out a small chuckle.

“well, there isn’t much to tell about it.” he said raising one eyebrow. “it stores my magic for future use if i need it. in the unfortunate case that i would perish-well it would bring me back to life.”

he looked over at you as he dropped that bomb. you furrowed your brows together. “if you ever die i will drag you right back here.” you said firmly. “then i would kill you myself.” you said shaking your head while looking at the fire. it was a scary thought. it is the harshest thing in the world to be the one left to live. it’s hard to be the one who remembers. yes, it seemed unlikely that he would die given his strengths and you were lucky to know he could come back at least once, but there was no shortage of those who wanted him dead along with the kingdom.

he let out a little laugh and started to shuffle around. “i am most scared of you my dear.” he says softly as he lays down, putting his head in your lap. he’s looking up at you with a soft look in his eyes. he knows he will never guarantee his safety to you. he knows you can’t ever guarantee your safety to him. and yet you move forward. you both find joy in these little moments. you look down at him and raise a hand to brush through his hair. as soon as you do he starts to close his eyes. slowly you look at the mark more and start tracing it softly with your finger.

“i love you.” you whisper softly to him.

his eyes flutter open, and warm eyes are staring back at you.

“i love you.” he says with a small smile on his face.

The Mandalorian (2019-)

Roronoa Zoro | bf headcannons

contains ✰ sfw!, crew member!reader, fluff, post-timeskip, established relationship, wannabe nonchalant!zoro

bf!Zoro who tries to be nonchalant but is indeed… chalant

bf!Zoro who secretly loves when you yap while he lifts weights

bf!Zoro who loves the weight of your body against his as he rests his eyes underneath the sun

bf!Zoro who can’t hide his annoyance when any other man tries to speak to you, especially the cook on the ship

bf!Zoro who is smug about the fact that your his and his only

bf!Zoro who always keeps an eye on you whenever you’re at a bar to ensure you’re safe at all times

bf!Zoro who loves to be your black knight when you don’t want to drink and teases you about his favor in return

bf!Zoro who drinks all the free drinks you get from the men at the bar

bf!Zoro who can’t hide his jealousy when you praise someone else’s strengths

bf!Zoro who loves manhandle you

bf!Zoro who gives you piggy back rides once you complain about your feet hurting

bf!Zoro who pretends like he hates carrying you and tells you that you should’ve brought comfier shoes but secretly loves it

bf!Zoro who blushes madly around you but gets mad whenever someone points it out

bf!Zoro who loves it when you tend to his wounds and change his bandages for him

bf!Zoro who wouldn’t think twice before putting his life on the line for you

bf!Zoro who may not understand all your interests or hobbies but still supports you nonetheless

bf!Zoro who has a harder time hiding his feelings than he likes to admit

bf!Zoro who laughs and smiles around you the most since you’re the only one he truly lets his guard down around