Just fucking look at him!
marinating on the idea of you and roronoa zoro being at each other’s throats every single day. bickering, insults, eye rolls. he’s too “bullheaded” and you’re too “stubborn” — two sides of the same coin.
but, it’s completely different when the two of you are drunk.
drunk!zoro being the epitome of “she’s a pain in the ass but she’s MY pain in the ass”.
drunk!zoro is suddenly chummy as all hell with you when he’s three beers deep.
drunk!zoro blindly agreeing to whatever you’re saying, nodding along to your own drunken critique of another pirate crew in the same port as the straw hats. zoro 🤝 you when it comes to hating everyone else
drunk!zoro and you, off at some table talking about the finer points of swordsmanship — you have no fucking idea what he’s talking about, you can’t even see straight but he’s smiling and it’s cute— and the others are like ??????? are they gonna kill each other or what ??????
drunk!zoro’s mask of irritation is gone because he doesn’t really hate you — he’s just got no fuckin’ idea what that tight feeling in his chest is when you’re around. heartburn? indigestion? gas? a crush?????? pffft, please. what is he, twelve?
drunk!zoro caving and agreeing to join in on one song (holds his finger up, wags it in your face — “one. only one.”) because you practically beg on your hands and knees for him to join you and the others while spouting some slurred babble about “i love our family” and the our really gets to him.
drunk!zoro and you screaming the words to some stupid shanty in each other’s faces in the middle of the tavern while the others are like………. what the fuck is going on, why are they smiling, are they flirting
drunk!zoro and you, arm in arm, as you both are slapped with the reality of drinking too much. neither of you can see straight, can’t walk straight. it’s the blind leading the blind out here, and you’re both teetering on the sidewalk, laughing, heading back to port.
and then, the next morning, it’s like none of it ever happened. yelling and fighting on the deck and all of it done with a hangover — as if zoro hadn’t passed out at the foot of your bed the night before like a loyal guard dog and you hadn’t tucked him in.
#MayThe4thBeWithYou
[Bald eagle screech in the distance]
I was watching Star Trek last night, and can I just point out how good he looks...just standing.
(These are from 'And the Children Shall Lead' 2x04)
after the finale of the mandalorian i cannot stop thinking about all the little fucking faces Din makes bc that bitch was on the brink of death and managed to make a face at IG’s joke, do not tell me he doesn’t make the littlest fuckin faces when someone says smth rude or dumb. no i will not take any criticism
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
Heyyy❤️❤️❤️ . Idk if ur busy w anything but could I maybe request a cute little boy challenging zoro for the reader in a dumb competition and zoro takes it seriously (bc thats just him) or whatever else you would like . Ive binged all your work and its safe to say ur probably one of the best writers on the app. Thank youu<33
synopsis: a kid with the hots for you begins to challenge zoro, insulting his pride as a swordsman and capabilities as a partner until the mosshead finally snaps... leaving you as the only thing standing between all-out war
cw: fluffy fluff, comfort, zoro would totally have beef with a child, reader's a sweetheart, the kid is a little fart but lowkey kind of adorable
"Zoro, stop!" you exclaimed, eyes wide and frantic as you helplessly tried to hold him back, your feet dragging against the ground at his sheer strength. "He didn't mean it! He's just a kid!"
"Kid, my ass!" Zoro scoffed, brows cinched in a sharp scowl as he began to draw his sword, lunging forward. "He's about to get a grown beating!"
"Says the guy that got his butt kicked by Mihawk!"
"WHY YOU—!"
"ZORO!"
"I was there!" the young boy taunted, standing just out of Kitetsu's reach with a shit-eating smirk. "I was on the Baratie when you got your butt handed to you."
Enamored, his gaze shifted to you, hearts practically forming in his irises as he let out a dreamy sigh.
"It was the day I saw this heavenly angel for the first time..."
Confused—and slightly uncomfortable—you let out an awkward chuckle, still maintaining your hold on your furious boyfriend.
"Kid, weren't you, like, seven?"
"And three quarters."
Your brows flattened.
'Gods...'
"But I knew that you were my dream girl! You looked so pretty! Your hair was blowing in the wind, and your dress was a pretty blue!"
The boy's gaze slowly shifted to Zoro, expression turning sour.
"But this bozo was too busy losing to notice..."
"BOZO?!"
"Zoro!"
"I don't give a crap how old the kid is! He's pickin' a fight with me!"
While perusing the marketplace with your swordsman, you came across a fruit stall, where a rather oddly-mannered boy ran the register.
He instantly recognized you—though you could not do the same—and began flying off the handle with pick-up lines and and flirtations, hoping to woo you into a dinner date.
Flattered, you gave him thanks, but also politely declined.
You explained that your boyfriend didn't particularly enjoy sharing, and the mosshead introduced himself in his usual gruff way.
But the moment the boy realized Zoro was your boyfriend, things instantly went left.
He began a long-winded tirade about how Zoro was weak, and nowhere near strong enough to provide the protection an "angel" like you required.
Safe to say... that did not go over well with the swordsman.
"Since you got such a problem with me, kid, then how about we settle this right here! Steel on steel!"
"Sounds good to me!" the boy agreed, brows furrowed as he drew a wooden sword. "Try not to shatter yours this time!"
Zoro's eye twitched, a rather scary looking smile cracking across his face as he drew Enma.
"Ohhh, I am gonna put you in the ground."
"Zoro!" you hissed, snatching away the glowing, purple weapon and shoving it back in its sheath. "His weapon is a toy! You are not using haki to fight a child!"
"He started it!"
"And I'm finishing it! This whole entire thing is ridiculous!"
Stepping forward, you crouched down to the boy's level, letting out an exasperated sigh.
"As flattered as I am that you're willing to take on a billion-berry man for me, I'm afraid this isn't going to work out," you started, pointing between the both of you. "I'm not into younger guys, and as much as I hate to admit it, I kind of enjoy looking at my boyfriend's face."
A cocky grin rose to Zoro's lips, but you were quick to furrow your brow.
You hadn't forgotten what he tried to do a few second ago, and he would be dealt with next.
"So, it is with a heavy heart that I send you on your way..." you smirked, grabbing the boy's shoulders and turning him to face the spice stall. "...and toward the girl that has been staring at you all day."
A flush bloomed across his face as he met the gaze of a young girl behind the register, her large, brown eyes widening as she realized she had been caught.
"R-really?" the boy stumbled, suddenly incredibly nervous.
"Mhmm," you nodded, encouragingly. "And if you're half as romantic with her as you were with me, you'll sweep her off her feet in no time."
Glancing down at the ground, you snatched up a few wildflowers, carefully placing them in his open palm before pressing it closed.
"Just be yourself. And the rest will come naturally."
A glimmer of excitement sparkled in his eyes at the sight of the daises and posies, his mouth breaking out in an adorable, toothless grin.
"You're right! Thanks a bunch, lady!"
Quickly, he threw his arms around your neck, pulling you into a tight hug before letting go and making a beeline for the spice stall.
"Hey, girl! Did it hurt?! When you fell?!"
"Me?! What are you talking about?! Fell from where?!"
"Heaven!"
At the cheesy line, you let out a warm chuckle, unable to fight the smile rising to your lips.
'That kid's goin' places...'
"Tch. Kid's a menance," Zoro glared, crossing his arms over his chest. "Let's head to the Sunny before he comes back."
"Oh, don't think you're out of the dog house," you scoffed, grabbing his ear as you began the trek back to the ship. "I'm not over the fact that you were about to fight a nine year-old with a haki-imbued sword."
"Ow! Shit! (y/n)! That fuckin' hurts!"
"Serves you right! You're lucky I love you or I'd kick you into next week!"
This is how you celebrate your creators, right?
#that’s hot