What Is The Meaning Of Life, Anyway? CATS.

YES!YES!YES!YES!YES!

AS Brothers RABBITS!!

They'll rescue you, Luffy!

I watched a video of Ace and Sabo playing a rabbit game

I don't know what they were saying, but all I know is that it was hilarious!!

AS(L) BIG BROTHERS

Luv the levels of awkwardness this inspire 👌

one piece men + awkward sex moments | nsfw

some of these r inspired by irl events + stuff ive seen online. sex isn’t always the perfect mind blowing smut we read but i think I like the goofier aspects of that.

characters: monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, vinesmoke sanji, portgas d. ace, sabo, eustass kid, killer, trafalgar d. law

cw: lowercase, afab! reader, blood, fingering, female and male receiving oral, virgin! loser! law

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monkey d. luffy

he was pounding u on the bed when his stomach started to growl, killing the mood entirely. the whole crew had already had dinner too, so u were pretty miffed to say the least. a sheepish shrug and a dash to the kitchen without pants on left both u and luffy unsatisfied for that night, and sanji horrified.

roronoa zoro

zoro makes sure to put all his strength in everything he does, and that includes fingering u. he has two of his thick fingers inside of u and his thumb on ur clit, but it isn’t long before he asks if ur on ur period. when u respond w no he learns abt the importance of clipping back ur nails.

vinesmoke sanji

u were sucking him off when the cigarette smell became a little too much and u coughed on the d. both of u were embarrassed and u gave him a handy to compensate as he mentally made a note to lay off the cigs more often. unfortunately it’s not just his clothes that hold the scent it’s his sweat.

portgas d. ace

he tried to do something sexy and warm up his cock for u but ended up almost burning ur cunt. he offered to eat u out after but u opted out on an ice bath instead. temperature play was going to have to be put on hold until he can actually control the heat. he sat at the edge of the tub w sad puppy dog eyes tho. “sorry pussy :(”

sabo

sabo once came so hard he went up in flames. luckily u made it out unscathed but the same cannot be said abt the bed. it was difficult to convince dragon to use the revolution’s finances to fund the new bed frame and mattress. u two decide to fuck on the floor instead until it gets delivered until he destroys a carpet.

eustass kid

kid meant to slightly pull u toward him while u were going down on him when he ended up pulling ur earrings out. yes ur ears were bleeding, no the holes were not ruined, no kid not cum that night. he made up for it by making u another custom pair the next day in his workshop.

killer

he was on top and his gorgeous blond hair was caging u in underneath him when he started to shift uncomfortably. u asked him what was wrong and he told u that u were laying on his hair. u tried to adjust urself to get off but that ended up tugging on more of it. u guys had to switch positions bc he refused to put his hair in a bun.

trafalgar d. law

where do i even start. we’re back w the virgin! loser! hc and bc of that i got something special. so he was jacking off in his office to that sweet memory of playing w ur tits and right when he was abt to cum his snail started to ring. his heart almost leap out of his chest and he fell out of his chair partially going to answer to the call and partially out of surprise. he also ended up giving himself a facial from the position.

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💭 sleepy lil' boys 💭

Henriëtte Ronner-Knip - The Trio (1896)

Sabo passing over the responsibility role to Deuce like, "That's the gist. Best of luck" 👌

survival lessons can also apply to a ship

That 'loveable dummy' calls to me so~ 🩵v🩵

Hi! Hope you have a nice day. If it's okay with you, may i request something for the charming firefly, ace?

Something like ace is vv oblivious to the reader's flirting, just thinking everything just a coincidence, like their seat on the dining table are next to each other, or when he's thirsty or hungry, the reader will always have a drink or snack/food ready. While actually it's happening because of the reader and their observations.

Sorry if it's too long, thanks for your time for reading this! (Completely okay if you're not ok with writing this, i just wanna say thank you)

a/n: wahh! thiss is soo cutee! hope u like thiss ><

Clueless Hearts and Full Plates

Ace doesn’t realize the reader’s affection is behind every perfect coincidence—until one finally clicks.

Ace X gn! reader

tags: fluff, sfw, flirting, ooc, ace being oblivious

a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only, so expect this ffs a bit cringe

word count: 1.1k

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It was always a coincidence.

At least, that’s what Ace thought.

Every meal, every shared moment, every little “accident” that placed you beside him was chalked up to fate, luck, or the universe just being weirdly nice to him that day.

Like this morning.

The Moby Dick rocked gently with the waves, and the crew had begun their daily scramble to the galley. Ace, still half-asleep with bedhead and one sandal barely on, made his way to the table. As usual, the crew’s chatter filled the room with the kind of loud, familial chaos only the Whitebeard Pirates could manage.

And, also as usual, the seat beside you was the only one open.

“Hey,” Ace greeted, plopping down with a yawn and no suspicion.

“Morning,” you replied, already pushing a glass of orange juice in his direction without a second thought.

He blinked. “Whoa, you read my mind. I was just thinking I was thirsty.”

You smiled. “Coincidence, I guess.”

Ace grinned, utterly unaware of how long you’d been keeping track of the way he always reached for juice in the morning, never coffee, never water. Just juice. Always.

After a minute, he added, “Also kinda hungry… I forgot to grab a roll or somethin’.”

You wordlessly slid a small plate of warm bread and butter closer to him.

He gasped, delighted. “Seriously, you’re magic! You always have just what I need!”

You bit your lip to hide the fond curve of your smile. “Lucky timing, huh?”

Lucky timing.

That’s what he called it the other day when he tripped coming down the deck stairs and nearly face-planted—only to find your hand catching him in time. It’s what he called it when he accidentally left his hat on the upper deck and you “just so happened” to come by with it a few minutes later.

You didn’t mind. Not really.

It was kind of… endearing. In an Ace-way. He wasn't cold or careless—he just genuinely didn’t see it. The thought that you might be observing him, remembering the things he liked, and subtly trying to show him how much you cared? It never even crossed his mind.

You watched as he messily buttered a piece of bread, crumbs falling on the table. He looked content, humming a tune and swinging his feet like a child in a giant’s chair. And when he caught you watching, he gave you a bright smile—one so open and warm it made your stomach flutter.

“Y’know,” he mumbled around a bite, “you’re always around. It’s kinda nice.”

“Kinda?” you teased.

He nodded, mouth still full. “Mm-hmm. Like, comfy.”

The word hit somewhere soft in your chest. He didn’t even realize he was flirting back.

Later that day, a few of the crew were setting up for poker in the corner, but you were more interested in the commotion coming from the training area. You leaned against the railing, watching Ace spar with Marco. He was shirtless, flames licking at his fingertips as he dodged and laughed, clearly having fun.

Your gaze lingered on him. How could it not? He was strong, fast, alive with every movement.

And when he collapsed on the deck in dramatic defeat—Marco having pinned him with a blue-flamed armbar—he wheezed out, “Water… I need water…”

By the time Marco released him, you were already at his side, bottle in hand.

“Holy crap,” Ace said between breaths. “You’re, like… everywhere.”

“I told you,” you said casually, helping him sit up. “Lucky timing.”

He chuckled, leaning back on his palms and chugging half the bottle. “At this point, I’m starting to think you’re my guardian angel or something.”

You raised a brow. “You think your guardian angel would watch you get elbowed into the deck before offering water?”

Ace grinned. “Gotta build character, right?”

You rolled your eyes, but your chest was warm with something fond and frustrating. How could he be so oblivious?

The truth was, you noticed everything about him. The way he only got grumpy when he was too hot or too tired. How he always tried to hide his hiccups when he laughed too hard. How he made sure the youngest crewmates never felt left out during meals, even if it meant giving them the last piece of meat on his plate.

You didn’t just like him. You admired him.

So yeah, maybe you rearranged your seat every meal to end up next to him. Maybe you kept his favorite snacks in your jacket pockets during long shifts. Maybe you started carrying an extra bottle of water—just in case a certain fire fist decided to exhaust himself in a sparring match.

He never asked. You just… wanted to.

And he just… didn’t notice.

It wasn’t until one particular night, under the stars, that things finally shifted.

You were both sitting on the edge of the deck, feet dangling above the sea. Most of the crew was asleep or out of sight. Ace had a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and you handed him a second one without saying a word.

“Man, it’s like you read my mind,” he said for the hundredth time.

You sighed softly. “Maybe your mind is just easy to read.”

He looked at you, puzzled. “Huh?”

You gave a small, nervous smile. “I mean… I always seem to know what you need, right? I guess I just pay attention.”

There was a pause. The kind of pause where your heart beats a little faster, wondering if maybe, finally, he might catch on.

Ace blinked. “Oh. So you’ve got like, observation haki or something?”

You stared at him.

Deadpan.

“…Yeah. Sure. Let’s call it that.”

He beamed. “That’s so cool!”

You dropped your face into your hands.

But then—something changed in his tone.

“…Wait.”

You peeked up through your fingers.

Ace’s smile was still there, but it was… slower. Thoughtful. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. Every juice, every meal, every seat, every snack.

And then, like someone lit a match under his brain, realization bloomed across his face.

“…Wait.”

You watched the faintest red spread over his cheeks. He sat straighter. “Are you—? Have you been—? This whole time—?”

You tilted your head, lips twitching. “You’re cute when you put the puzzle together.”

He gawked. “So it wasn’t just coincidences?!”

You snorted. “Ace, I’ve been flirting with you for weeks.”

He opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

And then he laughed. It was loud, a little embarrassed, but full of warmth.

“I’m such an idiot.”

“A lovable idiot,” you corrected, nudging his shoulder.

“…So does this mean,” he said slowly, “you like me? Like, like like?”

You raised a brow. “Only if you like me back.”

He leaned in, pressing his forehead gently to yours with a shy, crooked grin. “Well, now that I know… I’m definitely gonna start paying attention.”

You chuckled, nudging the bottle of water into his hand again. “Start with drinking water. Then we’ll work our way up to romance.”

Ace laughed, and this time, he didn’t call it luck.

😏bit raunchy, ain't it😏

And last one, because I know you get only two requests from one person) So, can we get some hc's for Ace, Sanji and Kobi with a stone face, cold S/O, who slap their ass in front of their crew, and say something perverted about them with huge grin on their face?(•ω•) Maybe some SFW and NSFW? Of course if you can. And I want to say, what your writing is very helpful for me in studying English! Thank you for your hard work and awesome hc's)

Hi @horosan thank you for the request sweetheart! I hope you like it and thank you so much for the kind words, I’m happy my writing helps you even a little bit.

Ace, Sanji and Coby with an S/O who slaps their butt in front of their crew

Ace

. When you you came up beside Ace he did not expect the following slap of your hand on his ass.

. His eyes went wide as you grinned at him, hand still firmly cupping his butt cheek.

. “Hey handsome,” You said, that smile growing wider. “I’m looking forward to seeing these shorts on the bedroom floor later!" 

. Ace goes bright red - florescent, even.

. Around him the crew members in earshot all start to laugh and chuckle - not even at what you said, just the look on his face.

. "N-N-Name!” He stutters, embarrassment flooding his whole being. “What’re you- don’t!”

. You grin, give his butt a squeeze before walking away, glancing over your shoulder to see him with his head in his hands as one of his crewmates comes over to congratulate him, still laughing.

. Later that evening he will come into your shared room, and as soon as he sees you he will pout and a light blush will ghost over his cheeks.

. “So, uh,” He’ll say, scratching the back of his head. “What you said earlier, did you still want to.." 

. In answer you stand and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in to a deep kiss. 

. Involuntarily Ace will start to warm up, pulling you against himself while starting to tug off your clothes. 

. You unbuckle his belt, shimmying his shorts down his legs, smirking into the kiss as you hear the material hit the floor.

. Ace pulls back and gives you a mock frown, "Oi, don’t laugh, that was really embarrassing earlier! Everyone heard!" 

. "So what?” You purr, dipping your hand into his boxers. “Let them hear!”

Sanji

. Sanji is washing the plates after dinner when you round the table and come to stand beside him.

. “Ne, Sanji-Kun, Dinner was really good!” You tell him, your hand ghosting down his back to his butt, giving him a small slap. “Can I have you for dessert?”  

. You step back as the torrent of blood erupts from his nose, his eyes bursting will little hearts at your words. 

. The crew members that remained at the tabled after dinner - Luffy, Nami, Robin and Usopp- look up. Robin covers her mouth to hide a giggle, Nami smirks and Usopp looks away with a blush.

. “Oi, Name! What did you say about dessert!” Luffy demands, a pout on his face as he turns to look at Sanji. “Sanji! I want dessert too!”

. “Sanji-kun can make pudding for us later,” Nami says, a look of amusement on her face as she pat’s Luffys hand. “Hes got other things to do now.”

. You take the still swooning cook by the hand, pulling him along behind you out of the kitchen, muffling Luffys protests.

. Once you reach your room Sanji snaps out of it, his cheeks still red, but hes grinning.

. “Do you really want me for dessert, name-chwan?” He asks, gently placing his hands on your hips, pulling you towards him.

. “Definitely,” you say, smiling as to push him down on to the bed.

. You slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest, a wicked grin on your face “Now, where shall I taste first?”

Coby

. Coby is giving orders when you walk over to him.

. The marines assembled in front of him all salute and turn to begin whatever objectives he has just set out for them, but all of them stop, their heads turned back when they hear the slap.

. Coby freezes in place, goes completely rigid when he feels your hand on his ass.

. His face goes the same shade as his hair, quickly darkening till he looks like a tomato.

. To his left Helmeppo snorts back a laugh and you can see some of the other marines trying to hold back their laughter, looking away with tears in their eyes.

. “Are you my orders Captain?” You question, face placid as he stutters and stammers, too embarrassed to form any coherent words. “I’m more than happy to do you.”

. Coby grabs your wrist and drags you away, stopping only when he knows the two of you are alone.

. He turns to you, drags his hands down his face, completely out of his depth and let’s out a groan.

. “Name-San! What were you thinking?” He asks, looking both defeated and mortified. “You can’t do things like that in front of the crew.”

. “Things like what?” You ask, smiling sweetly.

. “You.. you,” he tries but cant bring himself to say it. He puts his hands over his face again and let’s out a sigh.

. You take his wrists and pull his hands away, pressing a light kiss to his lips which once again increases the intensity of his blush

. “We cant do this here, Name-San!” He tells you, already leaning in to your next kiss.

. When you pull away you smile “Then you should order me to your quarters, Captain. Otherwise the crew is in for quite a show.”

. You see his internal debate. He wants to do all the things he knows you’re thinking about, but if the two of you disappear then the whole crew will know.

. Hes so embarrassed.

. Ultimately though Coby knows what’s going to happen, so when you drag him back to his room and start trailing kisses all over him, he resigns himself to the thought that the whole crew know what’s happening.

sure

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For my 😈 heart-stealer(😜): I gotta go with Donquixote Doflamingo, totes evil whether by nature or nature he's still hot to me

For my 😇 dummy with pure soul: They will Portgas D. Ace cause he got a heart of gold that screams cheeky brat

On the fence ⚖️ of evil or (maybe) good-ish tsundere, is going to Loki because he seems spicy + how can I not resist a man of his...everything 😘👌

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My top three One Piece mens… 😝

I know we’ve already done the would/wouldn’t tier list before. But if you could pick only three One Piece characters to know in the biblical sense (any gender), who would it be?

I’m Doffy, Mihawk, and Kuzan/Aokiji. Easily hot and bothered for pretty warlords and powerful, yet less fascist leaning marines. 😘

@saracrossing02 , @physics-of-one-piece , @tuquidflamingo , @ladycrocy , @coralpeanutdragonfruit , @donquixotehomura , and anyone else who may want to confess their sins. I always get afraid to ever tag people 😅. *introvert who still wants to interact*

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