Monster Trio Doobles

sleepy boyfriend headcanons! zoro edition (sfw)

summary: how does your boyfriend act when he's sleepy? is he a heavy sleeper? a light sleeper? what's his usual sleeping position? does he snore? ~800 words. CW: SFW! gender neutral language!

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro who, when he isnt working out, is almost always knocked out somewhere on the ship. usually, it’s his bed, but you never know. he’s quite fond of naps and could fall asleep on concrete if he had to.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro snores sometimes and he sleeps like a rock. it’s hard to move him around. it’s weird because most of the time when you’re there trying to wake him up (for dinner, usually), he’s immovable, but if there’s danger or someone tries to attack him in his sleep, he’s awake in a millisecond—he’s always on guard, except around you. he knows that when it’s just you, he can be completely comfortable.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro sleeps in short boxers or boxer briefs sometimes. his thick thighs and abs and happy trail and pecs are on full display. he’s just so… big. big hands, big shoulders, big arms. big everything.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro sleeps flat on his back most of the time. but he’s also fond of sleeping on his side, especially when you’re around. in general, though, he isn’t too picky, since he can fall asleep anywhere, any time.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro is a cuddler, surprisingly. but he’s so big and muscly that it can be uncomfortable sometimes. he’s fucking heavy so when his arm is thrown across you at the wrong angle, it kind of feels like he’s squishing you. you would have never expected it, but he also likes to hold hands when he falls asleep. he’ll spoon you and intertwine his fingers with yours before he drifts off to sleep in minutes. he’ll pull you closer while he sleeps too. if you didn’t like him so much it might be suffocating, but he makes you feel safe, secure, and loved, even when he’s unconscious.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro often has bad dreams. he jolts awake at night with his heart racing. the dreams have to do with the crew most of the time. but other times, they’re stress dreams about make believe, wild scenarios from his childhood. he seems levelheaded during the day (unless Sanji is around), so you’d never guess how distraught and out of control he feels at night sometimes. when he wakes up after a nightmare, frequently in the middle of the night, it brings him immediate solace hearing your slow breaths beside him. he’ll get closer to you for comfort. you make him feel secure and protected, even if he doesn’t verbalize that a lot.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro looks soft and peaceful when he’s asleep (and not having nightmares). his brows relax, his lips aren’t drawn in a thin, taut line anymore, and sometimes he drools a little bit. the look on his face, so youthful and unbothered, is enough to melt your heart.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro wakes up with the absolute cutest bedhead. his green hair is messed up with tufts sticking out at odd angles. he yawns and pulls you closer. he’s like a koala bear or something. can’t get enough of you and wants to touch you all the time. some may consider it possessive. he presses his body flush with yours and pulls you in as tight as he can.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro has a raspy voice when he first wakes up. it’s deeper than usual and husky… the sound really does something to you. “morning” he says, gruffly, and then pulls you across the bed and into his arms. he nuzzles into your neck and takes a deep breath. he loves how you smell.

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro sleeps in way too much. you’re usually up before him. you lay in bed for a while and soak in the comfort of the sheets and his presence. but after a little bit, you get up and go do your morning routine. when you’re tasked with rousing him for breakfast, he tries to convince you to get back into bed with him. ever the fan of wrapping an arm around your waist, he’ll reach out and pull you towards him. it’s hard to say no to him. more times than you can count, you’ve given into his pleading. “c’mon,” he cracks an eye open, looks you up and down, and reaches his arm out. “come back to bed. just a little while longer. ‘m tired.” you retort that he’s almost always tired and he says “yeah, so?”

・❥・sleepy boyfriend!zoro manages to convince you to crawl back into bed with him, even if it means you’ll completely miss lunch (Sanji’s so sweet, he knows to set food aside for you… although he refuses to do so for ‘mosshead’). when you climb into the covers with him, he cozies up.

a/n: i have an nsfw edition as well & will publish it in the next couple days (and i actually mean shortly this time, not in a month LMAOOO)!

check out my masterlist here, as well as the other sfw headcanon collection i have!

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Headcanons

"What is it like living with them?"- Captain x f!reader

A/n: I'm at my creative peak for the Black Clover fandom and I have a lot of drafts to post here about it. I hope I can post some more this week.

Tw: slightly suggestive

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Yami :

Living with the captain of the black bulls is like a complete married life, with children included (in this case they are his squad members) You won't have a minute of peace because he'll always be teasing you here and there and he won't have peace either because the brats always call him to train and when he doesn't, it's Julius who's calling him on a mission again. He, in turn, can't wait to get back to HQ to be with you. Yes, he loves to see you opening your arms to welcome him back. He will ask you to bring him toilet paper in case Asta forgets to put a new roll in the bathroom. You're the only one he lets into the bathroom when he's there. Needless to say, he will kill the poor boy for forgetting about it. The squad members see you as a motherly figure and whenever the captain tries to slice one of them, they run away and hide behind you and you always defend them. Yami doesn't like to get into trouble when you're around and he quickly changes his personality to someone calmer. He likes to go out with you to drink and gamble, he teaches you a lot about card games. In relation to drinking, if you are resistant to alcohol this only brings advantages as he likes someone who can accompany him when drinking. There will be many nights when you wake up on the living room floor after a night of drinking. You almost don't argue because he doesn't like doing it and often prefers to say that you're right just so there isn't a big fuss between you both. Still regarding arguments, this man also has his bad days so if it's something superficial where you're just making a film, he picks you up and takes you to the bedroom to solve the problem. You can be sure that you will forget the reason for the argument. If you want this man's attention, take the cigarette from his lips or hide the pack. You can also steal his sword. He teaches you how to fight with it but don't you dare break his beautiful sword. He's going to have a heart attack (we all know that he has a little fragile heart🤏🤭) just thinking about having to pay for a new one without even having paid for the previous one.

Julius :

Apart from the part where he has to be away for a long time because he is the wizard king, everything is perfect. It turns out that most of the time you have to walk behind him so he doesn't torment someone random because of their magic. Yes, he lets go of your hand in the middle of a walk to see magic. He starts sneaking out of the office more often than before just to be with you. He loves you and it's hard for him to be away from you. In his free time, he takes you for walks, holding your hand and visiting different places. It is worth remembering that he will often have to use magic to change his appearance since if he appears as a wizard king among people he will quickly attract their attention to him. You'll also have to get used to the fact that he always arrives late because of the amount of paperwork he had to sign. He's always teasing you and it only get worse if you're not paying attention. Please, this man needs attention. Of course he also likes to make you laugh if you're sad. You are his queen and like a good king, he needs to take care of his wife. He always makes a point of having meals with you since it's one of the few times you're together. And if he comes home early from work and you're waiting for him, you have long conversations about everything and everyone before bed. (This man loves gossip and tea and no one can convince me otherwise🤭)

As you are the wife of the wizard king, you are greatly adored and respected by the people and when you accompany him to a ceremony in the castle, there will be many eyes on you. If you are not a member of royalty and those looks are disdainful towards you, he will hold your hand and like to show everyone that you are an incredible person and that he is very proud of you.

Fuegoleon :

Living with this man is a dream. He's the husband material and is always kind to you and always tries to meet all of your needs. He spends most of the day busy either in the office or training his magic knights, so if you want to go there, feel free, he loves your visits. You know you've won in life when you're his brothers' protégé. Leopold loves you and calls you to train or do something else. He adores you for being who you are and for taking care of his brother. As for Mereoleona (How I love this woman😫), she easily drags you to the hot springs to talk to you. She may seem harsh about everything but I assure you that she cares about you. Proof of this? She always asks if your brother has taken good care of you and if not, she'll kill him for that, even if the poor guy would never be able to neglect you. I'm not even talking about the part where every time she comes home after being away for months, she always asks you if you're already carrying her nephew. Yes, she is waiting for this and don't make this woman wait. If he has free time, he will look for you so that you can both go out somewhere, be it for a walk or to eat. He also trusts you enough to tell you if something isn't going well at work even if he prefers not to because he doesn't want you to worry. He is very selfless and he doesn't want this to bother you in any way, even if you assure him that this doesn't happen. Just like Julius, if he comes home early, he will immediately look for you. You two also talk a lot about different subjects and besides, he likes to hear your points of view too. There are also frequent cuddle sessions before bed.

they're always razzing him like this what did he do... "you need to have more joy and whimsy zoro you big stupid loser!!" and he just grumbles noncommittally about it

Imagine earning your keep on the Red Force

You: *through the strangeness of the grand line you were teleported to the Red Force*

The crew: *points their weapons at you*

Shanks: *watched you fall from the sky* put them away boys, the little bird isn't going to hurt us.

You: I didn't mean to come here, please don't throw me overboard.

Shanks: I'm not gonna throw you overboard, we'll drop you off at the next island. But, in the meantime, you'll need to pull your weight around here.

You: I don't know much about sailing, but I can clean and cook.

Shanks: thats perfect, we'll get you set up with a hammock in one of the store rooms so you can have some privacy.

A week later

Yassop: LAND HO! *Rings a bell*

The crew: *spills out of the depths of the ship to get a glance at the island*

Benn: oh I remember this place, it's the island with that beautiful waterfall Lime juice almost busted his head open on, when he jumped off the top of it.

Lime: ugh don't remind me.

You: does it have a village? *Nervous about being dropped off*

Benn: a long time ago, but it's be deserted for the last sixty-ish years.

Shanks: *gives you a reassuring pat on the back and mumbles* don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you here. If I leave you on an island, it'll be somewhere with a large port where you can disappear without being noticed or tied to us. We'll be staying on this island for a while, we need to replenish our food supplies.

You: thank you.

On the island

Shanks: *finishing up doling out tasks* Yassop and Benn, you're on hunting duty. Bonk Punch, Monster, and (y/n) you're on foraging duty.

You: um...

Shanks: yes?

You: well um, what are the odds the foraging team will interact or encounter wildlife?

Shanks: it's almost guaranteed

You: then shouldn't the hunting team and foraging team work together? With the foraging team flushing prey out of food rich areas towards where the hunting team is laying in wait to ambush them?

Benn: that might just work

At sun down

You, Monster, and Bonk Punch: *returns to the crew's encampment with a baskets full of fruit and wild vegetables*

Benn and Yassop: *have brought in dozens of rabbits, five deer and three full grown boars*

Shanks: we have so much meat and produce, we won't be able to eat all of it before it goes bad. The ship's freezer is almost empty, but we still won't be able to eat it all before it goes bad

You: if you salt cure and smoke it, we should be able to keep it for a year and a half before it goes bad.

Shanks: we're running low on salt too.

You: that's fine, I found a salt water spring while we were out, if you delegate three or four people to round the clock boiling, we'll have a salt brick left over. And while we wait for the salt, we can butcher and freeze the meat.

Shanks: and what about the produce, smarty pants?

You: I'll go look in the village for containers, if we find any we can pickle and seal up what we're not going to eat fresh.

Benn and Shanks: *make eye contact*

Shanks: alright, I'll go to the village with you.

Two weeks later

Red Force: *it's kitchen and storeroom full of food*

Benn: *puts hand on your head and ruffles your hair* good job kid, we should be good on food for the next six months.

You: I'm glad

Shanks: how would you like to stay with us?

You: you mean join your crew?

Shanks: yeah, you're super useful to have around. I didn't really have to lift a finger back there, you pretty much had everything under control and we had fun doing it.

You: I don't know about that, but sure I'll join your crew.

Shanks: *picks you up and spins you around* fantastic, the next island that has people on it we'll get you a cot and a good sword or whatever weapon of your choosing.

You: ahh! Put me down!

Shanks: *trips and falls overboard*

You: *coughing up water when you surface* captain!

Shanks: haha sorry

You: *splashes him* you and your shenanigans

Benn: yeah, you'll need to get used to that, this level of malarkey is fairly normal.

You: oh goody

…because that’s what heroes do.

Yagi-san

𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣!

summary: the first time you make their heart skip a beat, w/ monster trio + law! pairing(s): luffy x gn!reader, zoro x gn!reader, sanji x gn!reader, law x gn!reader cw: none! an: ahhhh idk how to feel about this one but i hope you enjoy :') 👐

luffy

there are a lot of things that get luffy's heart racing.

a good meal. a cool looking fish. a killer party. all of it makes this captain happy, because he revels in the adventure. he lives for the moment. he feels deeply and strongly, a trait that acts as a double edged sword.

like now, as a torrent of anger and worry swirl in his chest and weigh him down. he's running through some dense woods, bursting through trees and falling down hills, a look of determination on his face.

an enemy had managed to sneak up on the crew.

what's worse? they ran off. with you.

luffy doesn't think twice. he pushes through anything in his way for the sake of finding you before things got too rough. as he runs, he finds the enemy's actions cowardly. someone using you to draw him out makes him irritate. he doesn't care if he's falling into some trap; he'd deal with whatever was put in front of him so long as he could rescue you.

he's worried for your well being, of course he is. even though he can't see you, he can feel you. his observation haki lets him know how frightened you are, a fact that makes him all the more angry.

then finally, in the distance, he catches sight of you.

you're in a clearing, the enemy looming over you. they're raising a weapon in your direction, much too close.

luffy feels his blood boil. he grabs ahold of some trees, running backwards and preparing to launch himself in your direction as fast as he can. his rubber arms grow taut as he stretches, his mind set on rescuing you.

an annoyed huff leaves him when he hears the enemy taunting you, threatening your life and mocking your ambitions. it has luffy's anger rising, because there was no way he'd let your dreams get made fun of. by anyone.

his thoughts become hazy, his strong feelings taking hold of his actions.

then, luffy hears it. it's like a melody, absolute music to his ears.

your laugh.

ba-dum! ba-dum!

his head clears.

he can feel a big smile curling at his lips. his grin is all teeth, his eyes shining with equal parts pride and mischief. it's like a fire has been lit in his soul, like he's a toy that's just been wound up to the max.

even in your current predicament, even when you're utterly terrified, you have faith in yourself. in him.

if you can laugh, then so can he.

finally, he yells out his signature move, launching himself at the enemy and landing a punch so hard that it makes the air itself tremble.

"luffy!" you call with some tears prickling in your eyes, your limbs still shaky from the adrenaline. your smile falters at the edges, relief flooding your body. "you made it!"

your captain comes to life upon seeing your smile up close, his heart beating like a drum. his rubber arms wrap around you and he squeezes you to his chest, his laughter ringing in your ears.

"of course i did!" he grins, grabbing you by the hand and urging you to run with him to the ship. his grip on you is tight and secure. glancing back at you, he can't help but feel grateful to have you with him on this journey.

he snickers, letting emotion run through him without restriction. "you made my heart feel funny!"

zoro

after another victory, the straw hat pirates found themselves reveling in drinks, food and company.

for a while, the swordsman finds himself amidst the other heavy drinkers. he grins and knocks back bottle after bottle, content with listening to the animated conversations around him and observing the party.

eventually though, he craves some solitude. and so, he heads off towards a less occupied area where he can drink in peace.

he basks in isolation, until you manage to find your way to him. a big grin is on your face and he can't help but reciprocate with a small smirk when he notices your inebriated state. unceremoniously, you plop down next to him at a respectable distance.

“hey zo', gimme some!” you nod towards the large bottle he holds, completely immersed in the light, upbeat atmosphere. one of your hands even reaches out, making a sort of grabbing motion.

he possessively tightens his grip on the bottle, his expression hardening slightly as his brows furrowed. "hah? this is mine, go grab your own bottle."

"i don't wanna full drink, jus' need a little more and i'll be good." you answer, well aware of your limits. your tone becomes pleading as you look up at him with puppy dog eyes. "one sip. please?"

with a groan, he relents. he grumbles something about you being lucky that he's in such a good mood, before extending the bottle in your direction.

yet, it appears that you have some more tricks up your sleeve.

instead of grabbing the bottle, you simply tilt your head back and let your mouth hang open. you make an 'ah' sound, waiting for him to bestow you with the gift of alcohol.

he's a little taken aback at first. seriously? you wanted him to pour it for you? ugh, fine...

he rolls his eye and uses his free hand to firmly hold your jaw steady and open, bringing the bottle up and pouring the sake into your mouth.

your hand rests on his, your fingers absentmindedly tracing over his knuckles.

it's all fine at first, until his eyes lock with yours. in that moment, he seems to acknowledge the intimacy of the act, something primal stirring in his gut as he looked down at you. his cheeks redden.

ba-dum! ba-dum!

his muscles tense and he goes almost still. he gets so distracted that his hand moves upwards, effectively drowning your face with sake. your head snaps back into its natural position and you start to cough, the alcohol burning your nostrils.

you give the swordsman an incredulous look, wiping the excess sake from your face. “what the hell was that for?”

“you’re the one that moved!” he sharply replies, even though he knows damn well that you were sitting good and still for him.

focusing inward, he seems pleased to feel that his heart is once again thumping steadily. unwavering. what an odd feeling it was, to have his strong heart skip a beat.

i'll deal with that later. he thinks, not at all wanting to open that can of worms.

so, he takes another swig from the bottle and uses one of his large hands to pat you on the back as you continued to cough up sake.

“oi, don’t waste good booze.”

sanji

the cook wasn't used to being spoiled. he's always been a giver, someone who provides and never takes.

he basked in the smiles that formed on the faces of his crew mates, his family, whenever he made them a good meal or protected them. he never asks for anything in return. however, that doesn’t mean that he shouldn’t be shown appreciation every now and then.

currently, he's on night watch.

a thick blanket is wrapped around his shoulders, the cold wind nipping at his cheeks and painting them a reddish color. a cigarette hangs from his lips, his breaths coming out as white puffs against the dark sky.

out of the corner of his eye, he can see light pouring out from the kitchen window. how long has that been on? his brows furrow in suspicion as he makes his way over, half-expecting to see luffy attempting to crack open the pantry.

yet when he opens the door, his posture immediately relaxes and he practically melts as he sees you. you're in your pajamas, hunched over the stove with a focused expression. he takes note of the cookbook laid out on the counter, guiding you as you prepared a dish.

he calls your name, his limbs turning to mush as he approached you. "what are you doing here so late? if you're hungry, i'll make you some-"

his nose twitches as he catches the scent of what you're making.

he knows it well because it happens to be one of his favorite dishes. coincidentally, it was one of your least favorites, the scent of it rather unbearable to you.

"you're... you're making..." his cigarette threatens to tumble out of his lips as he gives you a bewildered expression.

he can see your nose briefly scrunch up before you give him a smile, one of your hands holding a wooden spoon and mixing up ingredients on a pan. "yeah. i hope i'm making it right. i mean, it won't be as good as yours anyway, but still."

"mon amour, you shouldn't. i know how much you can't stand the smell of it." he tries to usher you away, placing a hand on yours and insisting that he didn't want you to be queasy. "why're you making this, mon amour? did someone ask you to?"

you shrug and keep a firm hold on the wooden spoon, replying like the answer was obvious. "because i thought it'd make you happy."

ba-dum! ba-dum!

his cigarette does fall to the floor. the hand that's over yours tightens, perhaps his way of grounding himself. he's speechless for a moment, something shaking him down to his very center.

he could almost cry.

"sanji?" you ask, a little concerned for the chef as his eyes seemed to glaze over.

the blond snaps out of it, giving you a smile that's so warm it makes you wonder if the sun had just come up. there's none of that surface level attraction or lust in his gaze, only an authentic appreciation.

thank you. he thinks, feeling light. thank you for caring.

his eyes close as he once again takes in the scent of the dish you're preparing. "it smells great, mon amour. better than anything i've ever made, i’m sure of it."

"i doubt that." you laugh, downplaying his compliment. with a nod, you resume cooking. "it'll be finished by the time you're done with your watch. i can handle it."

sanji thanks you once more, his heart feeling full. returning to his post, he allows you to do something kind for him. he allows himself to take, without worrying about having to repay you.

he quells any lingering thoughts of insecurity and self-doubt, focusing instead on the meal that's sure to be waiting for him in the morning.

law

it was a couple weeks ago that law made the decision to educate the crew a bit more on medical practices.

the surgeon knew that he couldn’t always be around to provide assistance to the crew, so it was only logical that he trained everyone in basic first aid, including you. day after day, he trained everyone, one at a time.

was it a lot? yes. however, law liked to be prepared and felt comfort in being thorough with his teachings, regardless of how tedious it was.

so, finally it was your day to be trained under his watchful eye.

you could tell how passionate he was about his work, how knowledgeable. if you had any questions or wanted to know more about a topic, he took the time to explain it to you properly.

he was quite patient, something you were thankful for since you knew he could sometimes grow frustrated.

when it's all said and done, he quizzes you. he sits atop the exam table, his expression apathetic.

"i'm a patient suffering from shortness of breath, chest pain and dizziness." he flatly says, watching your every move. "what comes to mind? what do you check first?"

you bite at your lip, your head scrambling to come up with any ideas of what your 'patient' could be suffering from. "arrhythmia?" you answer, uncertain. he gives you a pressing look, urging you to continue. "and i... check your heartbeat?"

"good." with a nod of his head, he gestures towards the stethoscope. "go ahead, then. check it and let's see if you get the reading right."

pushing past your initial hesitance, you grab the stethoscope and put it on, gently holding the bell in your hand. placing it on his clothed chest, your expression turns frustrated as you struggle to hear a beat.

he rolls his eyes and calls your name lightly. "you can't place it over fabric. it needs to go directly on the skin."

oh yeah, you needed to place it directly on his chest.

you click your tongue, embarrassed by your slight error. "yeah, yeah, i got it."

with that, your hand slips under the hem of his shirt.

however, instead of holding up his shirt and and placing the stethoscope directly over his heart, your hand slides upward from his abdomen and all the way to his chest.

your fingers inadvertently graze along his skin, tracing a warm path from his navel to his heart.

you're too focused on your task to notice his widening eyes and how his breath hitches.

a content smile forms on your face when you catch the sound of his heartbeat.

ba-dum! ba-dum!

you look up at him, slightly concerned. “i think there's something weird-"

"you're hearing things." he's quick to say, placing a hand over yours and promptly removing it from his person. standing from the exam table, he adjusts his shirt and takes a step back to put some much needed distance between the two of you. "good job today, you did well."

he turns in the opposite direction, not wanting to let his cracked composure show. steeling himself, he takes a deep breath and shakes off any residual feelings of unease.

it was just a fluke. he's quick to think, wanting to be rational.

in the end, he looks over his shoulder and gives you a nod before heading to his study.