Vessel My Lil Meow Meow

I am having insane urges to also write a little for sleep token so let me throw this at you Thankyou

Vessel x GN reader

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Vessel who falls so hard for you. Who can’t physically keep himself from thinking about you, or talking about you, or finding excuses to be around you…

He spends hours talking about you to the other vessels, they each are well aware of his deep feelings for you, and honestly they’re shocked you haven’t picked up on it yet. Vessel knows he isn’t exactly secretive about it, but there’s a part of him that just wants you to know. He wants you to know how much he likes you and how badly he needs you and how he constantly fights the urge to reach out for you every single time you two are in the same room.

But despite all that, he is terrified. Terrified of you not returning his feelings. Terrified that if you were to find out how he felt it would scare you off. Terrified that it would just be too much for you and you’d leave, you’d leave him and he would be entirely to blame for it. He can’t take that risk he just can’t.

So instead he writes about you. He writes song after song after song about you. He dreams up everything he wants to do with you… do to you… and he uses that as his inspiration to write. Even if he never uses them, and just kept them to himself. He feels almost possessive over what he’s written about you, as if he doesn’t want anyone else in the world to see you how he sees you.

He lets you read some of them… the lesser obvious ones. And you read them with such passion, praising him for his beautiful words and incredible writing. And he just watches as you have no idea you’re reading about yourself.

Are you going to let trump out live you

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" i don't understand, but it sounds sexy "

Yssa F. 2k18

When I tell you I was pissing my pants laughing at this.

“This wallpaper is so cute, we could live here” ME IN A NUTSHELL I have ADHD (I’m medicated for it) but when I’m off it this is me 😭

Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with

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Idk if i like it when i slapped on sum colors...

IM BACK BABY. And i have been super obsessed with sleep token so heres a vessel doodle while i try to regain my art brain from the clutter

I wish I had the entertaining ADHD that people think people with ADHD have and not the catastrophically fucking bad with deadlines ADHD that makes me scream internally while doing nothing

Zoro is fuckboy material.

Sanji is boyfriend material.

Shanks is husband material.

Mihawk is BDSM Dom Daddy™ material.

Earlier I refused to elaborate.

Now, I will elaborate no further than the sources below the dotted line.

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Zoro

He'll pull you into a broom closet without any warning at all, turn you around, pull your panties down under your skirt, and have you right there when the mood strikes.

Then he'll catch your eye across the deck half an hour later and give you a little smirk that makes your cheeks flare bright red. You're not sure if you want to either kick him in the shin or go for another round right that moment, if not both.

He's not looking for anything serious because he's just not that good at getting close with anyone or being emotionally available in general.

There's a lot of time between port towns, and you're a good match for each other's physical needs and desires, but not much beyond that.

Sanji

Even if he is a relentless flirt, he's just such a complete sweetheart. It's difficult not to swoon at those subtle little touches at your waist and hips, at his seductive murmur in your ear.

He respects every last one of your boundaries; if you tell him something he's doing bothers you, he's going to back off from it. No protest, no questions asked. He's still going to make it clear that he thinks you're incredible, but he wants you to be comfortable and happy above all else.

He's still as sweet as candy even once he does win you over. Playful and flirty and constantly planning the most romantic dates. Picnics on the beach, preparing candlelit diners just for the two of you, laying out a pallet of blankets and pillows with a bottle of wine under the stars—doing everything possible to make you feel special.

It's difficult to tell where it will go, but he's sweet and doting and fun, and he puts every ounce of effort into treating you like literal royalty.

Shanks

You're his lover just as much as you are his best friend. He doesn't hold anything back from you, good or bad, trivial or important. He wouldn't ever consider keeping a secret from you because the thought simply wouldn't even cross his mind—whatever he knows, you know. If anyone else tells him something in confidence, they tell him knowing that he's going to tell you the second he sees you.

His gestures of romance are more subtle and revolved around camaraderie than worship. If you're cooking or cleaning, he wants to be there, both to help lessen the load and to just be there with you. If he sees you washing dishes, he's right there next to you with a towel to dry them and put them away. If you're cooking, he's helping clean up after you. If you're sweeping the floors, he's apt to just take the broom from you, kiss you on the cheek, and tell you to go take a load off and relax.

Absolutely nothing could ever stop him from being with you. There could be an entire armada of Marine warships between you and him, and he would still find his way to you.

Every hope or dream you have ever had in your life is also his now. Literally all of them. It doesn't matter how long ago it was or how unobtainable it seems—if you still want it, he wants to make sure you achieve it. Does't matter what it is. He's never going to tell you it's silly or impossible or unachievable—he's going to exhaust every effort to find a way to make sure you can achieve it.

Mihawk

Hopefully you didn’t have too many plans of your own, because if you've managed to catch his interest, he's going to make sure that you're his, and probably within the next twenty-four hours or less.

He isn’t completely unreasonable. You will have the option to refuse. But he isn’t going to beat around the bush, either. He's going to pull you against him by your hips, comb his fingers through your hair and grasp it to pull you in and ask you outright if you want to belong to him.

He won't pressure you if you say no. That's your choice. He'll just leave you with a deep, passionate kiss that makes your knees weak, a light brush of his thumb across your lips, and he'll let you go.

But if you say yes...then good luck. You're his now, and he's never letting you go.