#I love the idea that Luffy’s not as clueless as people think

[datkat08]

Luffy, as blunt and oblivious as can be, shares his thoughts with no mind to how they may affect the people around him. “People” being Sanji, in this case.

Sanji let him stay in the kitchen while he made snacks for the crew because he promised to behave. Luffy watches from the dining table as Sanji slices into a fresh tangerine before speaking what’s on his mind.

“You know. Roronoa Sanji sounds pretty good.”

The cook nearly slices his finger off with how violently he jerks at that. He whirls around to face his mindless captain, knuckles turning white from his death grip on the knife. “I’m SORRY?”

Luffy doesn’t react. His tone remains even and thoughtful.

“Well you need a last name now, right? So take Zoro’s,” he says like it’s so obvious.

“Luffy, I can’t just—” he pinches the bridge of his nose. Maybe Luffy just doesn’t understand it. It’s no fault of his, the cook supposes, considering his less-than-typical upbringing. He sighs, trying to ignore the burning of his cheeks.

“Luffy. Do you know why people take other people’s last names?”

He nods. “Of course. It’s because they love each other and want to get married, right?”

Sanji stops breathing. What the fuck. So Luffy knew the whole time and yet he still— so that means he thinks that he and Zoro should—

…Someone please just end him.

[zwhoreo]

hello! It was just recently when I found your page and Immediately loved how you write Luffy!

I wanted to know if you could write a short fic about jealous! Luffy, maybe the crew land on a island, they went to a bar and reader started get hit on by another dude, I wonder if luffy would be overprotective or wouldn’t care that much.

tysm for the support! I’m so happy you like my writing, that means a lot!! :’) I’ve had some ideas for this concept and I love how this turned out, so thanks sm for the request <3

jealous luffy - luffy x gn!reader

fluff

summary in request, luffy’s progression from uneasy cluelessness into overprotective rage

words: 1k

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Luffy’s been holding your hand all day, like he always does. And he’s been roughly dragging you around across the island because he’s excited to be in a new town and make friends and find adventures. Evening comes and your hand is sweaty, you love Luffy but you want a little break, so you tell him that, as gently as you can, when you follow some of the crew into a tavern in the town square.

It’s loud and warm and Luffy wanders off to see if they have food here, so you’re left alone to sit in one of the bar stools and wait to catch the bartender’s attention so you can get a drink. Your excitement doesn’t overflow like Luffy’s does but it’s been a long, boring voyage over this particular sea and the stable ground, the unfamiliar faces, the world outside of a wooden box are so welcome, and so you’re in a particularly good mood, more outgoing than you would normally be.

So when a man comes to you, and sits by you, and begins to ask you who you are and compliment your clothes you let him, you talk back happily. Because you’ve been talking to just the same nine people for far too long. When he offers to buy you a drink you think why not? and agree with a dismissive laugh.

Luffy is bored and notices you talking to a man he’s never seen before. He isn’t jealous, not yet. He doesn’t pick up on anything out of the ordinary, he doesn’t see a problem with his hand being close to yours, or the drink he offers you. In fact, Luffy’s jealous of you, because you’re getting something for free and he isn’t. He gets antsy and wants to hold your hand again, now that he’s in a bad mood. So he comes and sits cross legged on the floor, leaning against your stool, not saying anything.

You smile at him and return to your conversation. You’re aware, only vaguely, of how the man is leaning in closer towards you, how his gestures brush your arm. Luffy isn’t. But Luffy still feels agitated, like something’s not right, though he can’t place it. He plays with the cuff of your pants, staring straight ahead, brows furrowed.

You lean away as the man gets closer. You don’t feel in danger, you’re slightly amused at this man’s clear attempts to hit on you, you continue to laugh it off because Luffy’s there and you feel safe. You bring your hand up to rest your head on, to get it away from his creeping fingers, your body language is subtle but Luffy is starting to feel like something isn’t right. Something feels off in his heart, his stomach.

He’s watching the man now, from the floor beneath you, glaring as the man glances down icily at him. Luffy is stressed, a hand wrapping around your ankle. The man doesn’t feel threatened, he’s too confident, emboldened and cocky he rubs it in by leaning closer and complimenting you more. He wants to make Luffy jealous.

Luffy is angry. His face is heating up. Who does this man think he is? And as Luffy gets angry you’re feeling off too, like the man is getting too close, fingers reach out and brush your hair.

“Hey,” you try to dodge, not having any fun anymore. You want out, you’re racing to think up an excuse, or try to get Luffy to do something, but you’re scared. The man is tall and strong, probably a pirate himself, you don’t know what he might do in the face of denial. You feel awful for your kindness and excitement just minutes ago, you feel a little sick. The man tries to hold your hand and you jerk away, no subtlety anymore.

And that’s when Luffy breaks. The rage inside him suddenly explodes because he may not know what it means to come onto someone, but he knows you, he knows when you’re upset. And his overprotective side takes over and he decides that this man is going to be the one to pay.

Luffy shoots up from the floor and punches the man in the face with all the force he can, yelling at him to get away from you. You gasp and scurry off the stool, trying to grab Luffy’s shoulders, but he lunges at the man again with a sharp uppercut. The man reaches for the cutlass on his belt, blood dripping from his mouth, but Luffy sees red and hits and hits.

The tavern has turned to the three of you in shock, but cheers erupt from the alcohol ridden crowd as an animalistic fight breaks the bar in half. And there’s a clear winner.

Luffy stands, soon, in a rage-filled daze, fists clenched as he looks down at the unconscious man beneath him. And in an instant you’re crushed into strong, flexed arms, lifted from the ground, hands gripping your skin as Luffy holds you tightly in a silent need to keep you for himself. Kisses pepper your face and he rubs your hands and wrists and shoulders where you had been touched before by the man Luffy can’t stand to look at again.

“He can’t have you,” Luffy says unhappily, face buried in your neck, pouting like a child.

“Luffy…” You wrap your arms around him and try to steady your breathing, soaking in his familiar smell and warmth. “I’m ok… it’s alright-”

Your lips are met with a forceful kiss before you finish speaking. “Mmm!” Luffy grumbles into your mouth, still mad, a newfound clinginess developing in his heart as he grips you protectively.

You’re so aware of all the eyes on you, but all that you need right now is the overpowering presence of Luffy all around you. You’re safe. It’s over now. You close your eyes, Luffy’s mouth still attached to yours, as Nami rushes over to drag both of you out of the tavern.

[yanderes-galore]

Mind if I ask for a yandere romantic concept of Luffy from one piece, please??? He needs more love and I'm desperate XD 🦢

I am HOPING I did this man justice. Hope you enjoy it either way though.

Extra Concept About Rivals Here

Yandere! Monkey D. Luffy Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Manipulation, Violence, Attempted murder, Blood, Delusional behavior, Dubious/Forced relationship

I feel Luffy struggles to entirely understand romantic love.

He cares for his crew and loves them like they're found family.

Yet with you, the feeling seems... stronger?

He doesn't entirely get it, Even when Sanji attempts to explain it.

Although, knowing the cook, he probably explained it like some romance tale.

Which just left Luffy a bit confused.

Let's discuss yandere type.

I can definitely say Luffy is a protective yandere.

He's caring and can read you well.

Naturally, like with most of his crew, Luffy would move heaven and Earth to protect you and see you smile.

He just enjoys seeing you smile.

I'm pretty sure he'd do anything to see you happy.

Luffy seems like a simple character.

He doesn't think things through, he's reckless, oblivious at times, carefree...

But he cares a lot about those he views as family.

Simple minded maybe, yet he's a loyal and compassionate leader.

Luffy's obsession would manifest in a simple way at first.

He doesn't think much of it.

He's excited to be around you, always wants to spend time with you, he's protective of you when you explore new islands...

He's oblivious and doesn't see anything wrong or special about this.

In fact, his crew may notice his behavior before him.

To anyone else, it looks like Luffy has a crush whenever he stares at you longingly.

He's usually always smiles and laughs, yet with you he seems extra excited.

Others may also notice Luffy being more... clingy.

He's extra affectionate with you.

There's many times Luffy will pull you into hugs and neglect his other crewmates.

It's like whenever you're around, he latches on to you.

He doesn't see anything different or wrong with it too.

Even with jealousy... He understands he gets upset when he sees others so close to you.

But he doesn't entirely understand why other than thinking you could be hurt?

Or maybe he knows he wants your attention, but isn't sure why.

He's quite the clueless and oblivious yandere at times.

He might have a better idea of it later after the timeskip.

But until then he just thinks you two are really close friends or something.

It's not like he's ever had a proper example, y'know?

He's seen flirting, kissing, attractive people...

Yet he just doesn't get it.

I feel this man is not only clueless when it comes to romantic feelings and dating... but also anything past that.

He just knows he likes being around you, he likes holding you, he likes it when you smile...

He hates sharing... He gets anxious when away from you... He feels he has to follow you around...

Recently he's been staring at your lips lately, which is a bit weird...

I feel someone would have to explain to him what he's feeling.

Hell, even if you were flirting with him or was just being affectionate, he's confused.

Although he often finds himself thinking back on it later.

Once it's explained to him, he has a better idea on what he's feeling...

Then his obsession goes into overdrive.

He's now curious on how to properly explore such feelings towards you.

He may even ask you about it.

He isn't sure what couples do, so maybe without your knowledge, he'd just treat you like you're already together.

As he's properly understanding his feelings, Luffy does not let you go.

He's clingy and craves attention from his obsession.

His hugs are suffocating due to his anatomy.

That and ever since he learned what his feelings could mean... He gets into fights with his crew and others more often.

It usually happens when you're talking to people and there's some playful language.

It might not even be flirting.

Only for Luffy to appear out of nowhere with a glare.

He becomes like an irritated guard dog at times.

I'm pretty sure Luffy would kill a man if left unsupervised.

He's easily jealous and also can easily be set off.

When it comes to protecting those he loves, Luffy would do anything.

He doesn't care much about blood on his hands.

What he cares about is you being safe.

Or to be more specific... safe, happy, and by his side.

As stated in a previous concept, you should probably start prying him off people when he's set off.

If you'd like them to live.

You'd have no idea about you two "dating", but Luffy's convinced dating is just what you two have been doing this whole time.

Although, you get hints when he asks about what partners and couples do.

When you answer, his response is simple and oddly innocent.

"Can we do that?"

Even if you try to let him off easy, he doesn't believe you.

He's admittedly a bit cute with how affectionate and clueless he is.

But he's just so dangerous.

You don't expect him to hurt you, yet those who aren't you are an entirely different story.

Luffy would never let you leave the crew.

Even when the timeskip happens, He will latch onto you.

He's pleading and refuses to let go.

Good luck prying a rubber man off you.

He's just going to coil tighter until you give up.

Luffy probably kidnaps but doesn't consider what he did to be that.

Manipulating you onto the boat with guilt trips and force isn't kidnapping in his eyes.

Again, he's oblivious and clueless.

Beating someone to a bloody pulp isn't attempted murder to him.

He's just protecting you and showing that you're partners!

Partners must be loyal to one another!

That's what he's heard, at least...

God FORBID another crew or island takes you as a hostage.

Luffy would demolish them to take you back.

He can have bloodlust when he's pushed.

Overall, I always saw Luffy as a rather clueless and oblivious yandere.

He's affectionate, clingy, some may call him cute and loyal...

Yet even when clueless half the time and not intentionally malicious or possessive, he is a dangerous man on the seas and land when it comes to you.

[cinnbar-bun]

Love Is... (Sanji x GN!Reader)

Rating: SFW

Word Count: ~1.9k

Summary: (Requested) Sanji thinks he knows what love is. It's love, after all, and surely he cannot be in love with you, his best friend? Especially not when he has a date already…

Notes: GN!Reader, misunderstanding, angst to fluff, seemingly one-sided but it's basically just denial, Sanji being dense and clueless. Featuring a headcanon of mine where I had an idea that Sanji actually is just super calm whenever he's truly in love with a person. Sanji's date is also GN but not named or described.

You can read this on my AO3 here!

Sanji is always open and honest about his feelings. He wears his heart on his sleeves, as a truly passionate man and self-proclaimed gentleman would. No matter the time or weather, Sanji’s feelings will be clearly shown on his face. 

Whenever he sees Robin and Nami, his eyes are practically blown out while his body is a pile of jelly. Whenever he talks to Zoro, his eyebrows are always furrowed and he raises his voice. Whenever Luffy tries to sneak food from the kitchen at midnight, Sanji smokes about two more cigarettes than usual. He dances when he’s happy, he’s focused when he cooks, and when he’s upset, he burns hotter than the kitchen stove. 

Except when he is around you. Sanji is completely calm. Nary a cigarette in his mouth, never a hair out of place, and no wrinkles on his skin from his emotional outbursts. 

Completely, utterly calm. 

One could mistake this as disinterest or neutrality, but for Sanji, it was the opposite. 

Unlike how he felt around the others, you, for some strange reason, always made him feel calm and warm. Not in the way alcohol does, not in the way a cigarette clears his thoughts, and not in the way that pretty people would make him feel on cloud nine. 

No, no, no, you just made him feel… free. 

He had never felt that sort of feeling with anyone before. Nobody. And it puzzled him greatly. The way he felt about you was so different from anything he had ever known- so he chalked it up to being incredibly comfortable around you. Obviously, this is what best friends felt for each other, right? 

Loyalty to Luffy, rivalry with Zoro, fondness for Robin and Nami… 

Yes, that must be friendship he felt for you. A true, genuine bond that was closer than anything he’d felt for another. 

So that’s what he did, what he thought, and where he kept the relationship at. Sanji didn’t think much (or at least, tried not to) of how, occasionally, your hands would brush up against his, how you’d wear that wonderful fragrance, how your smile was enchanting, how you would make a silly little joke that almost sounded like a flirtation- an invitation for something more. 

Oh, but he must have been misunderstanding… after all, he couldn’t have been in love with you, right? Love was meant to be passionate, exciting, thrilling, heart-wrenching, turn-your-insides-to-jelly, consuming your every waking thought! That was love, he supposed. 

The way he felt about you was like returning home after a long day of work. Of stability, comfort, warmth, a place to be when the times were tough. It was lovely, but it could not have been the love that supposedly made men start wars or nearly rip their heart out of their chest. 

He never would pay much mind to how your eyes were almost always on him. He just valued your company. He loved talking with you, sharing food with you, growing from both of your own struggles and issues over your life. 

But he would not notice how you would have that wistful look on your face when his back was turned. 

And then it happened one day, he accidentally bumped into someone at the market on one of their many stops. His breath was stolen, his heart racing, his eyes widened as he eagerly presented himself to them. 

It was instantaneous, but Sanji, ever the romantic, was swept up in the passion and chemistry. It seemed perfect! Just perfect!

That good mood didn’t go unnoticed by you and the others as he returned to the rooms whistling a tune. He happily shared what went down at the marketplace, and some of the Straw Hats cheered for their cook hitting it off with someone. 

They didn’t notice your shocked expression and silence. 

The cycle repeated. He’d rendezvous with the market place crush and find himself swept up in the thrill of love. 

Why, they were practically perfect together! They liked food- he enjoyed cooking it. They liked the ocean- he sailed all over it. 

His excitement over their connection made him come back to you in a hurry, and unlike the enthusiasm he held all day, the minute his eyes met yours, his shoulders relaxed. 

“I had a great time today. I think I might have a real chance with them.” 

“Oh… I’m glad,” you nod, doing your best to not let your feelings cloud your judgment. “I’m happy for you.” 

When you praise him like that, the grin on his face grows wider and he nods. 

“Thank you. You… you are always so kind to me. Thank you, for everything. How about I cook you your favorite meal tonight?” 

“It’s alright,” you reject quickly. “I’m not that hungry.” 

He notices you’re off today and his smile is gone. “Hey, what’s wrong, (Y/n)?” 

“Nothing. I’m just not feeling too well. I think I’m going to lay down.” 

He respects your feelings plenty, so he nods and wishes you better health while you retreat. He doesn’t hear the muffled sobbing from you in your room. 

Another day, another date. 

This time, he notices his date does not sparkle like they used to. Strange, he knows, but something is “off” about them today. Oh well, love is never straightforward, so he can brush that feeling aside with some wine. 

His heart doesn’t race anymore. The silly jokes they told don’t make him laugh as much. 

Ah, perhaps he’s just tired, too? 

He ends the date earlier than expected, not going on their usual walk under the stars in favor of returning home. 

The Straw Hats are scattered as usual. Luffy is (attempting) to play cards with Usopp and Chopper. Robin is reading off to the side while Zoro fell asleep standing up alongside the railing. Nami is fiddling with a map while Jinbei is pointing at something on it. Franky and Brook are flipping through racy magazines and giggling at the various models within them. 

“Where is (Y/n)?” Sanji asks. 

“Ah, they’re inside. Said they weren’t feeling too well,” Usopp answers. 

“They didn’t even let me look at them,” Chopper pouts, tears forming in his eyes. 

Sanji thanks them for their answer and makes his way to your room. He knocks on the door but doesn’t hear a word from inside. 

“(Y/n)? Are you alright?” Sanji calls. 

“Yeah, just… just let me rest, Sanji,” you weakly reply. You sound miserable, and his heart breaks for you. 

“Can I make you something? Anything? Maybe some soup?” He pleads, worry evident in his voice. 

“I’m good.” 

There’s no argument left, so he steps away and sighs, feeling like he wants to drown himself in his cigarettes. 

It’s morning again and Sanji feels a migraine forming. His head is pounding and he groans when he sees the light from his window. But he promised to see them again, so he gets up and does his best to adjust himself. Love is sometimes painful, but it’s a worthy sacrifice. 

He greets them when they glide up to him, smiling, but Sanji grimaces as his head throbs harder. He’s a gentleman, a respectful man, so he will not show it. 

They talk. They talk. They talk. The words don’t register to Sanji. And for the first time in his life, he feels… nothing. Not a comforting emptiness when one feels relieved of all burdens… but the emptiness one feels when nothing is being satisfied. 

They talk, yet they say nothing. None of the words mean anything to Sanji. Are they even speaking the same language? Sanji rubs his head, his vision blurry for a moment before it straightens out. 

Nothing. 

He feels nothing. There is no spark anymore. It’s just dull, lifeless conversation. 

“...... Sanji?” 

“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry, what were you saying?” He apologetically asks. 

Their voice is like static. Garbled nonsense he can’t decipher. 

He keeps trying to concentrate, trying to keep his eyes on them and just make sense of any word they say, but nothing connects. 

Love was supposed to be beautiful. Love was supposed to be passionate, all-encompassing, life-changing. 

Love wasn’t supposed to be so drab. 

What happened to the love they shared before? Was it them? Was it him? Was he doing something wrong? Was he… was he mistaken? 

His date is getting confused, staring at him with raised brows. “Are you even listening?” 

“I…” He begins. “I’m sorry. I don’t think this can work out.” “What?” 

“I don’t know,” he tries to speak his feelings. “I wasted your time, dear. That’s my fault. Let me escort you home, at the very least.” 

He receives a harsh slap across his face and some obscene words, but he can barely think straight with his aching head. He stumbles back to the ship, wanting to rest when he bumps into something. 

“Would you-” he begins angrily, before he notices it’s you. You’re holding a plate of the leftovers he cooked yesterday night, and your eyes are wide, almost afraid, when you look at him. 

His eyes meet yours, locked in their beauty as he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Instantaneously, the migraine, the head pounding, the blurriness, the slap- all of it melts away. 

He feels safe and at full health when he sees you. He can’t help but smile at you, making you turn away. 

“Sorry. I’ll go-” 

“No, no, (Y/n),” the way he says your name, full of life and renewed vigor is too much for you. “Here, let me cook you a new plate. And then, if you don’t mind, would you join me on the deck?” 

“But I thought you were out with that person you met?” You ask, and he notices the curious yet hopeful change in your voice. 

“Them? Ah, it’s a long story. I… I don’t think they were the one,” Sanji explains, his cheeks turning pink. Finally, after looking at you, the gears in his head clicked and connected in a way they hadn’t before. “No… they never would be. I already have the one I love most with me.” 

Your eyes sparkle and your lips curve upwards, showing him the smile he absolutely adored the most. 

“You mean that?” 

“I do. I do mean that. I just didn’t understand. But seeing you now…” he takes the dish out of your hand and puts it to the side before he wraps his hands in yours. “I know what I truly was looking for.” 

The joy on your face was immeasurable, and Sanji felt the thoughts in his head leave. There was nothing inside except that warm feeling he got whenever you were around. 

Perhaps true love was not a hurricane, or a storm, or a raging fire… perhaps it was a warm summer day. A plate of leftover food. Bed head. Migraines. The sound of a calm sea crashing against the shore. The chirping of seagulls around them. 

Maybe that was love. Not a feeling of agony and pain, but a gentle yet firm reminder of his existence. 

“I’m sorry for being such a fool earlier. I apologize for springing all of this on you, but I-” 

“I know. I love you, too,” you cut off his ramblings. His face softens as he laughs at his embarrassing display. 

“God, I’m sounding like an idiot right now.” 

“Yeah, a bit,” you tease. 

“Can I be your idiot?” 

“Always.” 

[sexydoffyman]

can I get a luffy and or zoro with a ftm reader. (the reader is being a bit silly and feeling dysphoric)

DYSMORPHIA

genre: fluff

characters: Luffy, Zoro (lightly suggestive with Zoro)

word count: 610

A/N: I've actually never written about Zoro before. It was more fun than I expected.🦖 Btw I think I might be shadowbanned. Can anyone who doesn't follow me write something in the comments, please?

LUFFY

Luffy doesn't understand. He is more practical. So when you tried giving him hints like "Yo, it's hot, take your shirt off." "I don't feel like it." He would be clueless. He doesn't get why you would want to keep your shirt on when it's so hot on the deck. He is for sure confused.

He also wouldn't get why anyone would hate how they look. "I mean, it's you. Why would you hate you?" He has no idea what he would do if he hated his body. He thought about it for a while. "Nah, my body's cool" He understands why you can hate others, but how can you hate you? He doesn't get that.

After you tell him and the crew these hints Chopper gets a little worried. He's a doctor. He knows what might happen if you hate your body it may not end well for you. He brings up the topic when Luffy and a few others are around. Luffy is again surprised at how can someone hate their body. The concept is totally foreign to him.

He ran up to you after a banquet in the middle of the night when you were, sound asleep on the bed. He woke you up and yelled into your face. "YOU HATE YOUR BODY?" He is always so straightforward. You were still half asleep, so you stayed silent for a while and then answered. "Kind of..."

"But why?" You thought about it. You thought about how to answer him. "I don't like the way it looks." You sighed as you made eye contact with him again. "But I do... how can you hate something when I don't?" You looked at him, and his response made you chuckle. "People are different, I guess."

"That's too difficult." He couldn't understand. "So, like you're sad?" "Yeah, something like that." Now he understood why you would hate being sad. "That's bad you, shouldn't be sad." "I don't like that."

He looked like he just got an amazing idea. He tackled you to the bed and said. "Cuddles help with being sad right?" You squeezed his body and buried your face into his chest. "I think they do." "But I'm not sure, so keep cuddling me so that we know whether it's true or false." "That's smart."

ZORO

Now this man is pissed. "Huh, no fucking way." "No, you're not allowed to do that." You looked at him, confused, wondering if he meant that. "Vice captain's order" You laughed at how childishly he spoke. "It doesn't work like that."

"What is there to hate about your body? I don't get it?" You thought for a while. You thought for a longer while. "I would say my feminine body type." "What that, how can you hate that?" You gave him a confused look telling him to elaborate more.

He understood what he had to do. You couldn't even blink and he was right there, right in front of you. He grabbed you off the ground and lifted you into the air. "You mean that you have the most liftable body type?" He put you back up and hugged you. "Or that I absolutely tower over you?"

You looked his way and saw a devilish smirk. "Or that I can grab you pretty fucking easy?" He grabbed you by your waist and lifted you. Your legs naturally parted as they squirmed around Zoro's waist. He pushed you to the wall behind you. "And because I can fu-" "OK, ZORO. I GET IT. I'M NOT ALLOWED TO HATE MY BODY."

"Wait for tonight. I'll show you how much I love that cursed body of yours."

[factorydefaultlu]

I really like this content you came up with [Link]

since you're cool with this whole them with babies sort of speak. How about where they have to deal with their S/O's baby was crying, but only Luffy, Zoro, Usopp, Sanji, Shanks, and Buggy have to deal with the problem.

When it comes to a dirty diaper, there's no telling who's gonna pass out from that XD

How They Are When They Take Care Of Their Baby

Luffy

is immediately trying to make the baby laugh, and if that doesn't work he will try feeding them. Food always makes people feel better, right?

If he realizes the baby needs to be changed, he's gonna do it. He doesn't need help he swears.

He has no idea what he's doing, and the diaper gets put on backwards but at least the baby is changed.

Although the baby will always be covered in food. Luffy's favorite activities include breakfast, lunch, snack time and dinner.

Zoro

is absolutely clueless, he tries rocking the baby and talking to them. Kind of panics when that doesn't work, so he makes a bottle and feeds them.

He's actually pretty good at making bottles, whether it's formula or warming up breastmilk.

You will come home to him napping with the baby.

Usopp

Confidently says he knows what he's doing, and tells a story about how he helped 100 baby orphans when he was a kid.

Panicking on the inside and does everything he can think of to make the baby stop crying.

He soon finds out that they just wanted a snuggle and a nap, which he happily obliged.

Sanji

An absolute natural. He graciously offers to take care of the baby and is the perfect father.

That baby is well fed, clean and in the most fashionable onsie with little booties and a hat.

Does not smoke at all around the baby, and even changes his clothes so he doesn't smell like cigarettes.

Shanks

Thinks he's not cut out for fatherhood but knocks it out of the park. His baby absolutely loves him and he takes care of them well.

Shanks somehow has a sixth sense when I comes to knowing what his baby wants or needs (he's just good like that and it's totally not the Haki *wink wink*)

The type of dad to have pictures of his kids in his wallet and shows them to random people he meets.

Buggy

So excited to be a dad. Although he's scared as hell, he's also determined to be the best.

He has a lot to learn about taking care of a baby and gets overwhelmed quickly.

Absolutely cried when his baby touched his nose for the first time. He's the best at making them laugh though.

[firstdivisiongirl]

@sabo-has-my-heart asked:

Hey, you mentioned you're taking requests now but haven't gotten any, do I thought I'd send one in. 😉 I was hoping you could share some Ace and Sabo headcanons you have. Please and thank you. 

Hi friend! Thanks for the advice earlier and now this submission. I’m so happy that you turned in my first request. I don’t know if this is that good but, I hope it is. I love Ace and Sabo so much! They are in my top five favorite anime characters of all time!

Warnings: just a little angst; too much fluff

Word count: 698

Ace and Sabo Boyfriend Headcanons:

Sabo:

Would 100% put his top hat on you when you were upset or worried about him.  He’d think you were the cutest.

Lots of head pats if you are shorter than him.

And lots of hugs all the time

Lots of kisses too but usually not in public

He’s just one big softy for you.

I feel like he would be that boyfriend who would never get jealous.  Boys got confidence for days.

He would be so clueless at the start.  And probably go to Koala or Hack for advice.

After about maybe 6-7 times asking for advice, he’d try to do something romantic on his own.

It’d be a success and he’d come up with ideas on his own.

Then, he’s literally an expert on romance.  He would write a book on it!

Like with Luffy, EVERYONE would hear about you all the time.

They’d get sick of hearing about you but happy that Sabo is happy.

Rarely fight, but if you do, he will apologize first

Even if it’s not his fault

Even though he’s busy, he’d make time for you.  Especially for cuddling.

He’d be very protective.  If something seemed shady or dangerous, he’d keep you behind him so you know he will protect you no matter what

But he would let you have some time to yourself.  You know if you needed him he’d be there but he would let you hang out with friends or go places without him.

Probably keeps a picture of you with him for when he goes on missions.

It calms him down and helps him to remember why he is doing what he is doing.  It’s all to make a better world for you and everyone else.

Ace:

I love Ace so much.  My sister says if he was real he would most definitely be my soulmate.

He’s 100% a golden retriever boyfriend.  You can’t convince me otherwise.

He’d be your biggest fan! Like always there for you cheering you on and being there to talk whenever you need it.

Would talk to Whitebeard about you all the time, maybe even more than Luffy.

He would be protective even more than Sabo.  He knows what people like Blackbeard (if I said what I wanted to say about this one I’d be banned from tumblr) are capable of and feels like his whole world would fall apart if he lost you.

Would be with you 98% of the time

He would be the most jealous boy ever. 

Literally, you could be talking to a female friend and he would get all pouty and insecure.

He’d think he’s not good enough and you’ll leave him

Poor Ace 😔

But you assure him that you only love him and would never leave him.

He would literally engulf you in a bear hug or kiss you all over your face.

Marco would make fun of him so much.

Lots of hugs and kisses

Has a least one arm around you at all times

He’s not the best with romantic stuff like Sabo but he tries without getting advice.

Then Marco and Thatch have to clean up his messes.

After a while, they plan it and he just has to pretend he came up with the idea.

You know he is playing along, but you are happy that he’s trying to be the perfect boyfriend.

He would probably get a tattoo for you (this was actually Ace’s ideas and not Marco’s or Thatch’s).  Something you picked out for him probably.

He would most definitely be your personal human space heater.  You’d never be cold when he’s around.

We all know he’s a little stubborn, so if you got into a fight, he’d wouldn’t apologize if it was your fault at first.

Then he’d panic and think you were going to leave him and apologize.

Marco and Thatch would again make fun of him.

They will not let this boy live any of this down. They will forever make fun of him.

When he dies (I’m definitely crying now and so are you!  Unless your Blackbeard, then you can leave), he mentions you and thanks you for loving him.

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[tooweirdforyou]

Straw Hats With A Suicidal! Shipmate

message @pixelkittycomet » Hi, I love your stories/scenarios. I has an idea for my one piece fan character, (this is a bit touchy so idk) but I was curious how do you think luffy and the straw hats would react if their y/n crew mate tried to take their own life? Like they caught them just in time or something? Sorry if it's too serious.

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Hello! First of all, thank you. And second, I wasn’t sure if this was a request, I don’t think it is- and I also took a look at your character and I think it’s really good. Also, wasn’t sure if you wanted together or separate.

I won’t dwell too much into this topic, since it’s very sensitive. I also changed it up a little bit. I did do something similar to this before though.

WARNING : mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, methods of suicide, self-harm, etc.

PLEASE USE CAUTION! NEGATIVITY AHEAD! PLEASE BE CAREFUL! I WILL NOT BE WRITING ANYTHING LIKE THIS AGAIN, I hope.

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Luffy

LUFFY wouldn’t quite understand. He’s never had to lose a loved one like this before..

“[Name]?.. what are you doing?”

The loud gasp that escapes your lips is heard as you snap up with wide eyes and turn around to face your Captain, who’s staring at you with eyes just as wide as yours.

“Why are your hands bleeding? Did you get hurt?” His clueless tone and the tilt of his head makes your heart pound against your chest, quickly shifting to hide your hands from his sight.

“Luffy!- blood? I, I don’t see any blood. I’m fine, really. Why are you here again?”

“I.. came to see what the noise of crying was coming from.” He mutters out almost inaudibly, his eyes widening by the second at the slow realization.

You, hiding your hands with teary, puffy red eyes and the bloody water filled sink.

The first thing Luffy felt was rage.

You, of all people, were thinking of doing something like this? What could be so horrible to take it this far and deliberately hurting yourself?

And why didn’t he see this sooner, so he could stop it?

But instead of lashing out at you, he lowers his head to hide his face, and slowly walks towards you, before eventually jumping at you, and lunging to wrap his arms around your body, forcing the two of you onto the floor.

With his tight embrace around you, Luffy leans into your ear and you were able to hear his weak voice to you.

“I’m sorry..for not noticing sooner.. so please..” his voice cracks and you sensed he was crying with his frail, trembling voice.

“Please don’t hurt yourself anymore..”

-

Nami

Nami wouldn’t even know how to react, she’s just stunned but once realization hits, genuine fear and panic flashes in her eyes and she’s yelling at you desperately.

The navigator was simply hoping to rest and relax in the aquarium lounge.

So when she walks through the door, she’s not expecting the sight of you trying to take your own life.

“W-What are you doing...?!”

Quick to react, Nami pulls out her Clima-Tact and fires a lightning bolt towards the suspended tied rope before you could even stick your head through the loop, successfully burning the rope.

“Nami! What are you doing here? Why’d you do that?!”

Hearing you made her scoff in disbelief, glaring at you through her quick teary eyes.

“You’re asking me why I did that?! Are you listening to yourself?!”

If you still didn’t listen and insisted on arguing, Nami doesn’t hesitate to slap some sense into you.

“HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE!?”

It would be silent as soon as she slapped you.

“I can’t believe you’d even think about this!”

Her voice is weak and she’s trembling, yet her cries and glares didn’t falter for a second.

Tears continue to stream down her face as she wipes them away, before she lunges herself at you.

“Are you trying to make us suffer by doing this?! Did you even care to think how we feel? How I’d feel?..”

Her lectures didn’t stop, even through her sobs.

“Don’t you.. EVER, think about doing this again! Okay?!.. just.. just come talk to me.. you idiot..”

-

Zoro

Zoro tends to yell because he doesn’t know how else to comfort or cope, and it’s just the stress he’s feeling from almost losing you.

The swordsman let out a heavy sigh as he climbs up to the crows nest after taking a quick break for a drink.

As soon as his head pops up through the little door to enter, he’s startled to find you, playing with one of his swords.

Specifically, the Wado Ichimonji.

Though, perhaps “playing” wasn’t the correct term. Either way, the sight of you angling it towards your neck to slice was something that instilled pure paralyzation and shock into him.

“What..-“ Zoro sprung into action, immediately jumping to push the sword away from you, shoving you away and onto the couch of the crows nest.

The impact forced into you from the shove made you grunt, knocking the air out of your lungs as you peer up at your assailant.

“Zoro? What are you doing?!”

“That’s my line, dumbass! What the hell was that just now?! Huh?! Were you really planning on taking your own damn life here?!”

“Shut it! You have no idea what I was planning!” You retort and Zoro scoffs. “I think I had a pretty good idea.”

“Tch. Even then, it’s not your problem!-”

“Of course it’s my fucking problem, [Name]!” That shut you up.

Zoro let out a deep breath and stared at you with his piercing eyes.

“Did you even think about how the people on this ship would feel? If they saw you doing something like this?.. what about Luffy? Did you give a damn about how our dear captain would react if his precious crew member, that he took the time to know and recruit to his crew, took their own life without an explanation?”

You didn’t say anything. You felt the tears brimming your eyes at him but you couldn’t say anything.

“Damn it, [Name]..” The swordsman looks down, shadow casted over his eyes and the clenched fists he had made his nails dig into his skin, veins forming.

Eventually, he slowly relaxes and walks to you, seeing your teary eyes and knelt down in front of you.

“Don’t fucking do this again, okay?.. please.. please don’t leave me alone like this...”

-

Sanji

Sanji would burst into tears the instant he realized it, all the regret and pain burying itself into him for not noticing your pain. He’ll beg you to stop. But he’ll definitely be yelling / comforting too.

The chef who wakes early to get started on breakfast for the day, whistles a quiet tune while brushing away the morning drowsiness.

And due to his exhaustion, when he opens the kitchen door, he doesn’t believe his eyes at first, but a quick second glance lets him know it’s real.

Seeing you, standing over the sink with a common kitchen knife ready to cut. Definitely not vegetables.

“[N-Name]-chan... what..”

The panicked expression you held while you snapped your head up towards him made his heart break.

“Sanji! You’re up early..” Sanji watches as you frantically move to hide the knife and rinse your hands, as if you were merely washing up.

“I just thought I’d help you out a little bit is all! Since you’re here, let’s get started, yeah?” You let out a awkward, nervous laugh and turn off the water.

Sanji felt tears brimming his eyes when he realized just what you were about to do. “[Name]-chan.. were you.. just..”

He’s in utter shock and disbelief, the pained look his eyes held made your heart sink to your stomach at the sight.

“How can you do this? What happened? What made you even think of doing this?”

Sanji didn’t hesitate to rush to you, grabbing you by your shoulders and tightening his grip. “Tell me, [Name]! How can you go so far as to attempt to do this?!”

Tears are cascading down his cheeks rapidly, before he pulls you into his chest in a tight embrace.

“Please don’t lose value in your life like this, [Name]-chan.. you deserve to live.. don’t take this for granted..”

Sanji can feel his shirt start to get wet but he didn’t care, rubbing your back and hiding his teary face. “Whatever it is you’re suffering from, i will help you through it. I promise.”

-

Usopp

Usopp would be frozen and panicking in the spot, before shouting at you with pleas and blabbers, before forcing you by tackling you to the ground.

Seeing you standing on the edge of the railing catches the sniper off guard. He was simply leaving his room to go to the bathroom when he sees you.

The moonlight is shining down on your form, and if Usopp wasn’t so concerned and didn’t have a sinking feeling at the sight of you, he might’ve thought you were a goddess.

“[Name]? What are you doing up? Get down before you fall!”

Upon being deeply lost in thought, you barely heard Usopp’s voice but managed to catch it.

You turn around to face the sniper and you offer a weak, teary smile which startles the poor guy. “..Usopp.. I should ask you that.”

Instead of responding, he widens his eyes and runs over. “Hey, were you crying?.. why? What’s wrong, [Name]? Should I go wake the others? Or chopper?” He was internally panicking.

“I’m fine.” You cut him off and turn back to the sea, shifting your weight as your smile fades and you stare at the water below you solemnly.

“Can I ask you a question?”

Usopp, surprised, nonetheless nods and leans against the railing beside you, still hoping you’d come down.

“Usopp... will you.. let me die?.. will you kill me?”

Silence.

Frozen.

His body froze. His mind blanked. His blood stopped circulating. Nothing could be heard but the ocean waves washing around the sea.

Immediately, Usopp did the first thing that came to mind and ran at you, wrapping his arms tightly around your legs to prevent you from what he assumed was jumping.

“STOP! I WON’T EVER DO THAT! DON’T SAY STUPID THINGS LIKE THIS! HOW CAN YOU SAY THIS AFTER EVERYTHING WE BEEN THROUGH TOGETHER?! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS, [NAME]!”

Loud sobs were quick to escape the sniper’s mouth as snot and tears cascades down his face, roughly pulling you and tackling you down to the ship’s deck so you weren’t on the railing anymore.

“Agh- Usopp—“

“PLEASE DON’T EVER THINK THIS WAY AGAIN! I...” Usopp stares down at you before shutting his eyes tightly, tears flowing nonstops, his grip around you unmoving, as if he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you..”

-

Chopper

Chopper would be screaming and sobbing endlessly, hugging your leg as his desperate pleas reach your ears.

Humming a sweet tune, with a carton of milk in his hoofs, the little doctor steps into his medical office and instantly, his once bright smile drops into a look of horror.

“[NAME]!”

Milk tossed aside, Chopper is quick to come bouncing by you slouched over, a half-empty flask of a green liquid in hand and your shallow breathing behind heard.

“Ch..Chopper.. hi..”

The little reindeer has pure fear lit in his eyes as he takes the flask from your hands and looks to see what’s in it.

“Why did you touch this?! This is a dangerous chemical, [Name]!” Chopper panics, fumbling through his book to find a quick antidote, ignoring your weak protests.

How could you go through his things and drink the deadly chemical?!

“Chopper, stop..”

The little doctor wasn’t listening, tears blocking his vision as he tried to read the words and began mixing some of his liquids together to begin working.

“This,.. and this.. no, this isn’t right-! Where’s Traffy when I need him!?” Chopper cries as he frantically mixes the liquid, eyes flashing towards you in worry.

You didn’t say anything, closing your eyes and felt sweat forming on your forehead and felt your temperature raising.

Weakly, you manage to wrap your arms around Chopper’s little body and hugged him like a stuffed animal.

“Thank you, Chopper... I appreciate it.. but.. I’m fine.”

“[Name]...”

Choked sobs slipped from his mouth as he grips the flask tightly, persistent in finding the cure for you.

The chemical you took wasn’t completely unknown but it was still foreign enough to Chopper that he didn’t know how long you had or how deadly it even was.

“I’m not giving up. I don’t want you to die! I don’t know or care what brought you to do something as drastic as this. But YOU’RE MY FRIEND! and I don’t want you to leave me alone!”

“So please... don’t die, [Name]..”

-

Franky

The silence Franky has is painful, he’s feeling mixed emotions at the thought of losing someone dear to him again. He’s angry, clearly but he doesn’t yell at you. Instead, he shares his thoughts.

The cyborg stare solemnly, his sharp eyes boring right into your slouched, teary, and sobbing figure.

The blade that was once in your hands was now discarded, unused and forgotten. Franky made sure of that last second.

He walks up to you, looming over you from behind as he pulls out a tissue with his mini hand and holds it out for you to take, still keeping silent since he came in.

You eased your sobs a bit and muttered a quiet gratitude before taking the tissue. You weren’t sure what Franky was thinking and honestly, you weren’t sure if you wanted to know.

“..feeling better?”

A startled pause came from you as you froze for a second before relaxing and nodding. “..yeah.”

“Good.”

“Franky.. I-“

“I don’t need to know.”

Interrupting you, Franky continues to look at you before going around and sitting on the ground in front of your form so you would face him.

“I don’t know why you did this. I don’t need to know either, but if you want to tell me, I’ll listen. However, I won’t apologize for what I did just now, I won’t ever let you hurt yourself like that when I’m here.”

You stay quiet, letting Franky continue but his words are enough to make you start tearing up again.

“A life is not a choice. You should value it and keep living for the ones you love and for the ones that love you. Everyone on this ship is a loved one that cares about you and I’m sure you’re aware of that, but you must’ve forgotten. It’s okay to forget that though, because I’ll be here to remind you. Understand? No one on this ship wants you to do this ever. We love you more than you know.”

Wiping the shedding tears that continue to escape, you peer up at Franky and see him offering a genuine, assuring smile.

“So don’t do this again and live. You got an amazingly crafted and you are part of this SUPER~ pirate crew, the Straw Hats!”

-

Robin

Even if this has nothing to do with her whatsoever, Robin will never forget nor live down the guilt and regret of letting you even thinking about doing something like this.

Unable to sleep, the archaeologists was simply resting on her lawn chair on the upper deck, where her beautiful flowers laid.

Robin, resting her eyes as the sunset settles in the bay of the ocean, slowly disappearing. However, the quiet patter of footsteps creaking onto the upper deck made her open her eyes.

With one glance, Robin was able to see your figure quietly heading to a particular area of the garden, which was Usopp’s large plants, and also a view blocker.

Robin furrows her brows and quietly sat up, crossing her arms and shut her eyes, quickly forming a pair of eyes near you.

The sight of you hunched over, plucking at one of Usopp’s plants makes her eyes widen as she quickly sprouts arms.

“Cinco Fleur!”

Instantly, two pairs of arms formed and forcefully grabbed your wrists apart, a third pulling Usopp’s plant away from you and two more forcing you to back up.

“What the hell?!” You curse and struggled in the movement. “Robin?!”

“[Name]! What are you doing messing with Usopp’s poisonous plants?”

The historian shows herself to you as she continues to hold you in a bind, so you wouldn’t move. The pained and confused expression on her face almost makes you feel guilty, for you withheld.

“Poisonous? O-Oh, I had no idea. I thought they were vegetables!— Anyways why are you awake at this time??”

“I should be asking you that, picking vegetables at this hour?..” Robin mutters skeptically, tilting her head as her expression saddens.

“Don’t tell me you were...”

The turn of your head and avoidance of her gaze let her know your true intentions and she can almost hear her heart breaking.

“why?..”

You didn’t say anything and clenched your fists tightly, shutting your eyes and ignored the fact that she had released you.

“I’m sorry, Robin.. I can’t do this anymore..”

“To go this far? I didn’t think..” she continues to trail off, her eyes quickly becoming glassy and lost, painful memories of her own suicidal thoughts arising.

Robin sinks down to her knees and brings her hands to her face, tears brimming her eyes. “I don’t want you to do this, [Name].. you deserve so much and.. I want to keep seeing you on this ship.. I’m sorry.. I want you to keep living but I caused you to..”

Guilt became overbearing and you ran to her aside, engulfing her in a tight embrace, sniffling your own tears.

“Don’t, I’m sorry. For doing something so stupid with my life...”

Robin exhales gently and wipes her tears, looking up at you. “Say it.. please?”

You offer a small, genuine smile and nod.

“I want to live... I mean it.”

-

Brook

Brook feels great pain and sorrowful memories run through his mind, the thought of losing more precious people to him breaks his nonexistent heart.

The undead musician exits the bath, a towel wrapped around his hip bone to cover his lower regions and a towel tied around his hair at the top.

“Ah~ another refreshing wash from the bath.. I wonder how it’ll feel to bathe in a tub of milk.”

Brook’s walk was cut short as he notices you, attempting something quite dangerous that not even Luffy would try. Yet, something about it was familiar.

His eye sockets widen as he runs over. “[Name]-san!” Hearing the familiar voice, your startled self drops the object and it shatters instantly.

“Brook! You scared me!”

“Apologies... may I ask you what you were doing with that?..” Brook carefully asks, taking note of every action you made. He could feel how serious this seemed.

You bit your lip and turn away, kneeling down to pick up the pieces. “Nothing.. I just...”

‘Ah... I see.’

Distracted, you nearly jump when a few phalanges grab a hold of your wrist.

Brook’s tight grip forced your hold on the shattered pieces to release as he pulls it away and pulled you away from the mess.

“...” Even if you didn’t tell him, Brook already had a pretty good idea. He wasn’t stupid after all, his own crewmates often did similar things and it costed them their lives.

However, he could tell yours was intentional.

“Your life means more than you think.”

The skeleton spoke this as he begins to lead you to Chopper’s office, noticing you had cut your hand a bit.

“I don’t understand why anyone would take their own life deliberately like so.. no matter what the possible reason could be.. nothing is worth the attempt to take a life so precious, that you only have one of..”

Silence overtook you as you take in his words, feeling a swarm of emotions filling you inside.

“I won’t ask what’s going on but know that I and everyone else is always willing to listen...”

Outside Chopper’s office, Brook stops and turns to look down at you.

“[Name]-san. I’m sure you remember my backstory, right?”

You weakly nod, avoiding his gaze which he didn’t mind.

“Then you know that I am actually dead. However, I didn’t choose to die. Life chose for me.. and even with this devil fruit, I am given another chance at life, but at a cost.”

Tears were finally escaping you, silent sniffles being heard here and there as you continue to listen to him.

“Lives are not something to be taken lightly, and even if I am actually dead, I don’t regret this chance and am taking this opportunity to do better and I’m happier too. I’m with a new crew and family who I will protect and take care of, even if I die again to do so. You are one of them I will die for, if I have to.”

“[Name]-san.”

By then, you were a teary mess but that didn’t stop you from looking up at the tall musician as he offers his teethy smile.

“Remember. Your life means so much more than you think, hold more value for it. If you want to talk, I’m always here to listen and if you want a little song, I’m always happy to oblige.”

You muster up a weak smile through your tears as you nod and wrapped your arms around him tightly and gratefully.

“Thank you, Brook..”

His arms wrap around your smaller figure as he leans down more, smile softening as he chuckles.

“Yohohoho~! of course, any time.”

-

A/N : sorry this took so long, hun. Hope you still can see this when it posted it. I’m also sorry if it’s not great or what you expected.

I think the best one is Brook or Zoro.

[gildedmuse]

The ZoLaw AU Nobody Asked For Where...

Zoro is "in love" with Mihawk/Ace/Saga/Shanks/King/Sanji, he's really sure of it [okay you're gonna have to stick with me for a hot minute on this one]. Not that he has any idea of how to flirt with such an amazing guy.

Law is a flirt, that's an established fact. He's even tried flirting with Zoro a few times, probably for laughs or thinking it might unnerve Zoro before a match (ha! as if Zoro was so easily distracted!).

(Nevermind he'd failed to recognize it as such until Robin pointed it out. Oh, so that's what he meant about Zoro's Santoryu skills having other uses. No, wait, he still doesn't get why the guy would say that....)

It's not like Zoro enjoys the idea of being indebted to that smug son of a bitch with his smirk that makes people go all pink and voice that he's probably making purposefully low so it does that annoying thing to your stomach. But, well, he's starting to think maybe Usopp had been right when he used to talk about "the importance of wooing". Not the part where he insisted he was a master of it - Zoro isn't an idiot, and besides what would Usopp even be doing "wooing" someone not Kaya and around her he is just Usopp but more sappy. Still, it's possible he was onto something with that nonsense about people liking when you say silly things about them wearing clothes or their faces being good, or maybe they actually do like being given useless stuff that they're just going to throw away later or.... Damn, what else had he gone on about? Arg! It had all just seemed like a huge waste of time and making a fuss over these bootless acts and words that didn't seem to mean anything much. Why should Zoro even bother!?

Oh, right. Because stupid [Preferred Hot Guy] and his stupid face and even stupider damn voice. Not that Zoro hadn't tried it his way first, it's just, well, the guy is clearly an idiot and it was his fault for making Zoro gets all - just - tch! Stupid!

And with Usopp's advice half forgotten before he's even finished, it doesn't exactly leave Zoro with a ton of others he can ask for ideas I mean, tch, he's certainly not paying Nami just so she can insult his haramaki again - it's comfortable, especially with his swords, and he's not wasting money on some itchy outfit he'll never want to wear - and he doesn't want Franky making a big deal out of it. Zoro just KNOWS he'd turn it into this whole thing and insisted on building a giant robot with Zoro's face painted on it or worse. And it would probably just end up smashing down [Preferred Hot Guy]'s door, just like it did when Sabo had asked for his help on putting together a surprise party for Koala. Sure, Sabo (and most the rest of Zoro's idiot friends) thought it was awesome, but Kaola was definitely not "woo"ed, and she was already dating Sabo forever by that point! Besides, Zoro is way too mature (and can't afford to fix his door after). No, giant heart-strewn robots definitely weren't what he needed.

Chopper is a kid, Brook is super old, Kuina is Kuina and Luffy is like his captain (they're not exactly pirates, just university kids, but Zoro thinks Luffy would definitely be his, that is if captains were reckless idiots that dragged you to all their stupidest, messiest, best adventures) and you can't ask kids, old people, rivals or captains about stuff like asking out crushes. Everyone knows that. Perona already is always trying to tell him what to do, he's not about to give her permission to boss him around. Johnny and Yosuke once said that Zoro could get any girl he wanted without even trying, but apparently that doesn't work on guys. If he asked Vivi she'd tell Nami. If he asked Jinbe he'd tell Luffy. He could ask Yamato, but the guy keeps slapping Ace on the back and yelling really loudly about what good friends they are, and again, Zoro is not as clueless as everyone seems to believe. He knows hopeless when he sees it (plus he's tried both fighting and talking to [Preferred Hot Guy] way too loudly and they got him about as far as Yamato....).

There is HER but.... no, he has his pride. Zoro would rather cut off his own feet than go to Robin and ask something so embarrassing. Besides, he already knows whatever answer she gives, he wouldn't't understand it. Or he WOULD but she'd also give him one of those SMILES like she just knows he doesn't understand it even though he totally does. Maybe.

At least some of it. Well, if the damn woman just said what it was she wanted him to know instead of making it some kind of demonic riddle!

And that leaves... Well, Zoro has always been proud, but he's not a fool. When Kuina defeated him he stayed until he became better, when Luffy was there to help him out after that asshole cop got in his face and handcuffed him to that lamppost, he let the annoying kid help, when he had the chance to train under Silvers Rayleigh, he took it and nevermind that it meant having to put his ego aside. Zoro would never let some hurt feelings stand in the way of victory.

And Zoro is only a little flustered and embarrassed he has to ask for help over something that is so nonessential and shouldn't even be that hard, but damnit he really wants things to work with this guy! And that means being good at flirting and dating and sex and compliments and relationship and everything. So he grits his teeth and does it.

Even if it's a strike to his ego having to ask Torao for help. Especially help with this whole... (Come on, he already asked the embarrassing part, just say it....)

"Really, Zoro-ya? You can't even say it? You need my help to get your little crush to notice you, right? To make him *want* you, I should say. Tsk, tsk, no need to get all indignant, Zoro-ya. And here I thought you would have preferred me being honest and to the point."

Would it be too much to tell the younger man how adorable it is to see him so flustered? Considering how easy he's made getting a reaction out of him, Law supposes it would be. Really, he should take pity on Zoro-ya, after the other boy worked up the courage to come to Law with such a request.

"That's quite the cute expression, Zoro-ya. Though what happened to the swordsman that gives me such a challenge on the mats. I certainly hope you're not so easy when it comes to showing your hand to your [Guy]-ya. Love is like any other fight; hardly worth the effort if there is no blood on the line."

[Why is Torao smiling at Zoro that way? It's.... Annoying, and Zoro doesn't like it! Gah!]

Okay, okay, so Law may enjoy himself a little too much at first. Can you blame him, when here is the overly confident, self assured, unimpressed Roronoa Zoro of kendo infamy standing here, openly admitting to Law's superiority? How can he resist the temptation of... Nudging the boy's (very easily pushed) buttons when he's giving Law such an opening?

Not to mention Zoro is one of the Strawhat gang, and while he always has been one of the more interesting tolerable, it still gives Law a great deal of satisfaction knowing that their usual method is running straight into every situation without a thought or care hasn't paid off. For once.

(What? Cora-san, it's not that he's laughing at Zoro-ya's misfortune! Don't give him that look! Law just likes that one of the Strawhats finally had to admit that Law is better than them.)

It's more than that, though. Law remembers the boy's blank stares the number of times Law played coy or made vague advances out of curiosity or boredom. Worst, he saw Zoro-ya's last attempt to talk to this guy he's apparently gotten himself so tied into knots over and.... Law can't believe someone can make such a mess when he's hot enough that, to be honest, he could have skipped right past the part where he used his mouth for something as pedestrian as talking. Law can already see [Preferred Hot Guy] would be more than happy to... Accommodate this more direct approach.

But Zoro-ya had asked for Law's guidance. He's hardly going to throw away such an opportunity. It isn't as if Law is going to stop Zoro from getting his [Preferred Hot Guy]-ya, but what about the next person that catches the kenshi's eye? No, it's better if he learns these skills properly.

Zoro: Tch, come on, how hard can it be? Just show me how it's all done so I can do it.

Law: *smirking* Just so long as you take our little lesson seriously, Zoro-ya.

Flirting goes well, date upcoming!

Zoro: So now what?

Law: *raised eyebrow, more concerned with his medical text book at this moment. He can't always just be amusing himself by teasing messing with this boy* Hmm. I thought you said the flirting worked. *As Law knew it would.*

Zoro: Yeah, now you have to show me the next part. Don't tell me you're backing out of your promise so soon, Torao!

Law: ....

Law: *Curiosity getting the better of himself, turning to look at the green haired boy with.... A weary thoughtfulness* You have the attention of your boy. What precisely is the problem?

Zoro: That was just the asking out part!

And while Law is helping to guide Zoro through all of it without being a diaster it's hard not to notice. Well, he already noticed Zoro was hot, but it's not just that. He's also cute. Like, in a way that makes Law smile this kind of stupid smile.

One that Zoro-ya informs him isn't nearly as annoying as his usual smile which only makes Law feel....

Oh.

Oh.

Fuck.

How did Law let this happen?

[oneprompt]

One shot of M or Gender Neutral Reader with Nami but Paulie keeps flirting with the reader so she reacts?

authors note: hello ! i love this idea .. although , it seems whenever I write for ‘ jealousy ‘ prompts , it turns into more poly-esque content .. how odd , but please enjoy <33 

Nami x Reader ( x Paulie ) , Jealousy

Nami couldn’t help but leer at the blonde that had a never ending blush within your presence. Sure, it was better to frolic and get to know the towns people and shipwrights. After all, they were the ones to fix the Merry Go, right? But the way that one shipwright stared at you with a look of an entangled heart made Nami huff and puff, arms crossed over her chest. 

Why was she jealous, anyways? You weren’t hers or anything, what right did she have to get upset at the way you giggled along with Paulie? Well, that’s what Nami would want to say, turning her back to perhaps go explore the city of water with another of the shipmates. But Nami just couldn’t! No way did she trust you in the company of this man...! 

      “You all really make these from scratch?” You asked, mouth gaping ever so slightly as you stared upward at the large ships that were only half complete within the shipyard. These shipwrights... really were no joke! You turned your head back to look at Paulie, a bright grin on your face. “You sure are amazing, Paulie!”

The man erupted into an endless flow of stuttering, his tan face painted red. If you looked close enough, you could swear Paulie’s cigar smoke pushed itself into a heart, flourishing with affections. You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction. What a cute man! You hadn’t expected such an intimidating person to act so cutely, almost like a young boy.

    “O-of course we do!” Paulie sputtered out, “it’s all thank to mayor Iceburg that we can do this, t-though..” He trailed off. What was his problem? Paulie never had problems talking to people! i mean- he struggled when it came to scantily dressed individuals but you weren’t showing skin, at least not much. Then- then what the hell was Paulie’s problem? You had no right, making his heart all full and his palms sweaty...!

Paulie could swear his soul jumped straight out of his body from the sudden application of your hand resting upon his arm, almost holding onto him and his denim coat. Nami reacted the same way as she stood afar, her eyes bulging out of her head. What were you thinking? 

    “No need to humble yourself!” You offered Paulie a reassuring smile, a smile that pierced right through his heart. “A pirate like me could never do such a thing..” you spoke softly, looking up at the man, meeting face to face with Paulie’s wide eyes and red face.

”Regardless, you- um…—“ Paulie looked off to the side, “You’re um…very cu- skilled! Skilled…right, yeah.” He nodded, looking down upon you. The mans flustered gaze was enough to satisfy you. Who knew a strong man like Paulie could get so worked up?

You and Paulie felt as if you two were in utopia. Flirting with a man as attractive as Paulie sure was one pleasure! And Paulie found the attention and praise to be intoxicating, leaving a sweet and nearly dizzy feeling inside of him.

But the girl across the shipyard felt a whole different way. Nami always knew she held a close fondness for you, even more so then the other Straw Hats. Sure, Nami loved each and every one of them but with you, it felt more then the platonic care she held for Luffy, Robin and so on. It entered within the feeling of endearment, a true sense of love. And the sight of you being all over Paulie was one that didn’t mesh well with her own personal feelings. That should be her getting all the love, not him!

Nami slowly inched her way towards you two, her ears being infiltrated with the sound of your cute chatter with the shipwright. The sound of your giggles and the sight of your arm draped around him made Nami’s blood boil. Why were you so flirty with this guy? You knew Nami way longer then him… and Nami is waaay cuter!

Your head turned from the sudden click of heels. You lit up further at the sight of the navigator. You let go of Paulie and gave Nami a soft smile.

“Nami, hi!” You chirped happily. The smile that graced Nami’s face was one that you were clueless to. It was a smug expression, one that taunted Paulie’s disappointed face as you fixated your attention on the woman. You were merely oblivious to the bitterness that surrounded you.

Nami flashed Paulie the smuggest grin she could muster, throwing all her pride out into his face. “Y/n! How about you and I go shopping?” She smiled purely at you, hands lingering against your shoulders. Paulie couldn’t help but feel frazzled. Was this girl really… trying to do this? What a witch! With those wicked legs, she was drawing you in via seduction, wasn’t she? That… that nymph!

“We’re a bit busy,” Paulie huffed, taking a drag of his cigar. “Sorry toots, you’ll have to wait.” He shot Nami a glare, one that could cut past her scandalous clothing. His rough and large hands met your arm, holding it ever so gently.

Here you stood, having two mildly attractive people with their hands upon you, exchanging rude glances at one another. Ah, was this truly happening? How could you balance this situation…? It truly was a difficult one. You glanced at Nami and then at Paulie, cheeks pink. You mustered up a smile, one that could dig within the deepest depths of their hearts.

“How about we all hang out?” You suggested, watching the two closely. No way in hell did Nami want to be around this prude! And no way would Paulie casually walk around with a girl such as Nami…! But that face… that smile..

Silence graced the shipyard for a moment, leaving the blonde man to ponder his options. Paulie didn’t want to go but if he didn’t, that wicked woman would have all the opportunities in the world to take you as hers, using her body to pull you in like a fish on a hook. He had to protect you from such indecent behaviour! It was his obligation to, as a man.

The two sighed, as if the same thoughts had been invading their heads for the last few seconds. They really had a mutual distaste for one another, now, didn’t they? “Fine.” Nami and Paulie said in sync, both standing off to the side, Nami’s hands on her hips and Paulie’s arms flat on his sides.

Your eyes sparkled, “Okay!” You mused, reaching out and snatching a palm from each of them, one hand intertwined with Nami’s, and your other hand in Paulie’s clutches. You looked back and fourth at the two, a gentle smile resting on Nami’s face whilst a frazzled and shy expression shook Paulie’s masculine features.

“Where shall we go first?”

[myonepiece]

EEEK I'm in love with your yandere post!!!! Would love love LOVE to see your other ideas!! And if you have time and want to, would you be willing to write on other characters as yandere (not necessarily "natural" yanderes), like Luffy if he was? Thanks! Take care!

Natural Yanderes in One Piece

part 1

description: characters who are yandere without an au! + characters bordering yandere because of a certain trait(s) (ex. extreme possessiveness)

warnings: yandere, mentions of mental/emotional & physical abuse, mention of death and suicide

a/n: I’m so glad you liked that! I was worried I would get a some mean anon comments because of it 😅 I was actually planning to do Luffy for this anyway, I thought about him a lot 💕

-when I say darling I am referring to crush or S/O

p.s I have more for both but I kind of summarized it and the important parts

Luffy

yandere rating: 3/10

harmless, mild obsession/possession (“where were you? what were you doing?”), dependence (”please don’t leave me”)

I only put a yandere rating for the sake of this topic, but Luffy is not a yandere. he just can’t register as one in my head. he does however, have one or two yandere characteristics/behaviors, the only reason I’m saying they’re yandere is because he the ones he exhibits- like possession and dependence - are escalated to the point of bordering yandere-ism.

Luffy isn’t aware of these slightly more intense actions, he has no experience with relationships so he doesn’t really know how people are supposed to act- what’s normal and healthy. now I also have to stress, Luffy would never hurt his S/O (same as Sanji).

Luffy is typically clingy with his crew so neither him nor the crew see a problem with his extreme clinginess with his S/O, and truthfully I don’t either. what does catch my attention is that the clinginess can become dependent and possessive all in one. for example he gets so used to sleeping with his S/O in his arms that he becomes dependent on it, he has trouble sleeping or can’t sleep with out them in his arms. he becomes accustomed to knowing where his S/O is and what they’re doing as well as what they have been doing, so when he doesn’t know where his darling is he freaks out and gets out of control, he gets angry and scared.

he wants someone to love him, he might not know that’s exactly what he wants, but he craves it and when he does have it he’s willing to chase it and do everything to keep it with him.

he keeps his S/O with him at all times he can, touching them in someway. because no ones really told him his clinginess is bad or his S/O might find it annoying and suffocating, he doesn’t think that his S/O has a problem with it and he thinks they’re joking when they tell him to stop. if he has his arm around his S/O and they try to move, his hold tightens- and if they try to leave his embrace at all then his arms wrap around them multiple times. then when they try to tell him to stop he thinks they’re playing and he starts laughing and teasing them. 

his mild obsession stems from his fear of his S/O being in danger or leaving his crew. when his S/O disappears and he doesn’t know where they are then once they get back he attacks them with questions of where they were and doing, but he keeps a casual tone except for a hint of concern, no one sees an issue with this because it’s normal for Luffy.

the biggest factor of his yandere-like characteristics is that he’s very clueless- as in he doesn’t know how to do relationships and he doesn’t know what he’s feeling. the only things he knows about relationships are what he’s heard from people and he only gets a few of their words so he oly has the scribbled outline of what a relationship is. that being said, he’s heard people asking where their S/Os are or were, keeping them very close for a long period of time, and he thinks that no matter how extreme he takes these actions to with his S/O, it’s healthy and normal. he has a sense of what love feels like and he knows he loves his darling, but when he feels a stronger type of love (obsession if you will) he thinks he just really really loves you. he thinks his actions make you feel loved, that you see them in the same light as he does: normal. 

he’s lost a lot of important people which makes him subconsciously worry obsess over his darling’s whereabouts and them in general- it makes him more lcingy and protective of his S/O

Boa Hancock

yandere rating: 6/10

harmless, delusion (more extreme wrong idea type), monopoly (”who were you talking too?”), restraints (”let’s stay together forever! you’ll never leave my side!”), final (”I don’t need a world where they aren’t!”), worship (”I’ll do anything for you! I’ll kill for you!”), removal (”you don’t need them, you have me”), dependence

you all expected her to be here right? it’s completely obvious she’s yandere by the way she interacted with Luffy. I’m going to start this off with a sample of the relationship- it has the same/very similar dynamic of Joker and Harley Quinn, Hancock being Harley and S/O being Joker. of course subtracting the specific things Joker has Harley do, though Boa would still do those if her darling asked. but Harley’s unwavering loyalty and delusion of Joker’s true feelings and intentions are similar to Boa’s regarding her darling. so you can use Joker and Harley as a light outline of Hancock and her S/O’s relationship.

her darling and her are already in a relationship when they meet- as in Boa thinks they are and sees them as hers. one thing, that I admire about this relationship I might add, is that Boa sees herself as her darling’s just as much as her darling is hers- she is theirs and they are hers. now same as Luffy and Sanji, she would never hurt her S/O, it makes her cry just thinking about it. 

restraints, she isn’t as extreme about this as other yanderes would be, she won’t force anything or kill her darling’s friends/acquaintances but she’ll try to keep her darling away from them as well as keep them away from her darling, she’ll try to tell her darling that their friends are aren’t good for them- another thing Hancock does is guilt tripping, ex. telling her darling that they aren’t spending much time with her because they’re hanging out with friends too much. she’ll try to make her S/O think that they don’t need friends. and they have her (removal). she’ll find reasons and excuses for her S/O to be with her and she pulls them along when she has somewhere to go (to keep an eye on them and because she craves their attention and presence). 

now in the rare scenario that her darling isn’t with her, she’ll go to find them herself and once she does she’s not letting them go for the rest of the day. she always asks what they were doing or what they are planning to do, it comes off as a normal conversation, her only intention being to listen to her S/O and ask about their day/wellbeing- but unknown, to even her sometimes, she’s seeing if there’s anything she needs to be worried about.

she would literally do anything for her S/O, even if they don’t ask or even hint, they just mention it or Hancock “reads between the lines”, she’ll do something- it’s quite sweet to think about though. she always does it with only the intention of pleasing her S/O and making them happy. 

for a darker trait, she’s a mild “final” type, the idea of her darling not wanting her or being with her is physically painful and it makes her agonizingly upset. if her S/O were to die she would not handle it well and I genuinely wouldn’t put it past her to take her life. her darling becomes such a big part of Hancock’s life, she shares every moment and secret and feeling with them and the idea of not being able to do that is excruciatingly painful and sad. 

[amindofstone]

Match up, No. 10

Anon said:

Hello! I would like the match up please I would like to have a Male character and here are stuff about me!

The thing I do mostly is like to care for others and help others, I mostly get tricked on very easily do to my kindness which will cause me to sometimes get very fiesty which not very but maybe like “ please just stop talking your being to loud.” In a annoyed tone, which is very rarely, I tend to like very many hobbies and I don’t judge people base on first glance I see what on the inside and not what on the outside, a weakness I have is my disability but I never allow it to stop me from my true goal in life! And I practically tend to like doing some boyish stuff like archery! I get a lot of compliments on my archery skill because a lot of people say I have the patients and the accuracy very good! My dislikes are I hate real cocky people who think there all good and don’t take stuff for granted I also hate people who look down on weak person as not a human but a animal. I hate peoples who take kindness for granted and use it for a selfish gain.

I stand at about 5’0 exact! I have long brown hair that gets a lot of attention because some people always say to me “ I die to have your hair:” I’m just a tiny bit chubby and have big blue ocean eye that gets a lot of compliments and a lot of people wanting it to. I very much get the attention for how smart I am and how kind I am! I also get some hate from boys when I prove them wrong that girls aren’t weak and I won’t back down from a fight if it means protecting myself, people or just anyone. I like to have some affection it doesn’t have to be a lot maybe just even a hand on the shoulder is fine! I also very do like to wear some baggy clothes and I do like wearing like summer dresses that are knee high. I also tend to get very excited from the smallest things. A lot of people think I’m a loner but when it comes to babies I’m all for them! My cousin even said “ she likes to be alone into babies comes in the picture and she all for them!” 💕I love children and my parents even told me “ your definitely going to be the house wife.” I don’t know if that a compliment or not but I’m taking it😂✌🏻 sorry if I shared so many!

a/n:

Hello there! How are you? I really enjoyed reading all those things about you. Believe it or not but the part in which you said that although you have a disability it is not holding you back to follow your dreams, was impressive. It truly made happy. I have two cousins that have a disability and get me sad every time I see them. But seeing them happy and keep doing whatever they want makes me always so damn happy. You seem to be such a sweet human. Someone bright and jolly. Please never ever change. You are such a strong and great human. Keep that attitude and make sure that even when you end up as a housewife don´t let anyone push you around or take you presence and work for granted. This world really needs more good humans like you. I am so happy you requested. When you mentioned housewife I instantly thought of Hinata (Narutos wife) and then thought about myself who is more of a mixture of Ino and Temari. That thought really made me laugh. LMAO!! Anyways I really hope you will like with what I came up with. If there is anything that bothers you or you don´t like, please tell me so I can change it. Other than that enjoy the little story I came up with. Happy reading!

Match up rules can be found HERE.

Warning(s): Maybe grammatical or spelling mistakes since English is my third language and I´m still improving in every aspect (Please have mercy on that.)

!!! Please do not steal my idea or work. Credit me if this is shared or published in any other platform or any other way. Please respect me as the writer and my work. Picture is not mine. Credits to: @/SK,Martins (Can be seen in the pic) (found on the internet) !!!

· Well my dear anon. Like I mentioned before I think that you are a sweet and lovely human being. On top of that also simply adorable, fun and pure! Therefore I´d like to match you up with the future pirate king Monkey D. Luffy

· I think that you two would get along so well. So, SO WELL! Now hear me out!

· The way you two got to know each other might sound a bit of cliché but that’s simply how you meet. There was no princess in danger or a knight in a shinny armor but a clueless guy who wondered why a woman in a dress would walk around with arrows and a bow when they weren´t cupid. A simple human?! HA! Definitely not!

· Anyways that’s how everything started….

· The strawhats were docked on the island you were living in. At first they were anxious and didn´t want to leave their ship alone but when a worker at the harbor told them that the civilians on the island had cero problems with pirates as long as they didn´t do anything stupid or harm them. The whole crew got happy and started roaming around the island.

· Luffy being Luffy, screamed for food the moment his feet were on the island. And Zoro…. That guy yelled after him saying that if he gets to have food he wanted Sake. So, Luffy, Zoro and Ussop searched for a restaurant. Why Ussop you wonder? Well Nami send him with the boys because they otherwise would end up on the other side of the island. And Ussop compared to the captain and the first mate knew he had an actual brain and also knew how to use it.

· While the pirates were walking around the island you were helping out as a waitress in your uncles restaurant

· Everything went smooth. You served the people and had little chats with some of them. Some gave you too much tip and some other had you sitting with them and eat with them

· The people of the island knew you well. They knew you and loved you. Your uncle once even said that the only reason why his business was doing so well was because of you. The people never came for the food but rather for you. But you always denied it and told him that it was him and his food that was liked so much.

· Bu today there was something a bit different. A group of men you hated from the bottom of your heart came again. They were simply rude and egoistic. They were people from the wealthier part of the city, that was called royal neighbor. The reason why that neighborhood was called royal had nothing to do with the people that lived there. The only reason it was called royal was because it had a lot of wellness centers, hotels, casinos and parks. While this neighborhood, you were living in was given the name of idyll because of the beautiful nature. Landscapes that could have been painted and not to forget the dreamy beaches. But these group of young men simply didn´t understand that and thought of it differently. In a way that even the mayor couldn´t do anything else than just shook his head in embarrassment. But what could that poor man do. They weren´t doing anything against the law. They simply were annoying, stupid and egoistic.

· The group of young man, not older than 25, would always come once a week and have lunch in your uncles restaurant

· They entered the restaurant followed by three men you never saw on the island. At first you thought of them as sailors until you saw the green haired man carry three swords.

· You were in a dilemma. You didn´t knew if you should take care of the men that could have been pirates or the annoying group of disgusting men that always came. You gave your coworker a look and made sure he understood what you wanted. You were about to walk up to him and tell him to take care of the annoying group of men when you heard a plate breaking. You stopped in your tracks and instantly turned around.

· “This is our table. We always sit here. Now move you pathetic poor human.”, said Dean, the head of the group. You were mad. You were extremely mad and it took you so much energy and patience to not walk up to him and cut of his throat. But you calmed down and thought rationally. You took a deep breath and took your little notebook you used for writing down the guests orders when you heard a glass shatter right after Dean grabbed the customer at his collar and made him stand up. And this was exactly the moment you slammed you notebook and pen on the floor and yelled from the top of your lungs.

· “Watch out what you’re doing, you spoiled brat!”

· You stomped towards him and took a knife from a table on your way to him. “If you do not put him down in a bit and apologize, I swear to god I will make you regret waking up today and leaving your fucking bed!”, Dean knew you were no one to joke around with but his pride as a man kept pushing him. He chuckled and looked at you up and down while his friends that followed him like dogs laughed at your words.

· “Don´t make me start counting you pathetic version of a human.”, with furious eyes you looked up at Dean who still held the customer at his collar. “Look at that tiny girl trying to threaten…”, one of his friends was giving a comment but couldn´t finish his sentence because of you throwing the knife in your hand at him and cutting a bit of his ear and hair. You threw the knife with such a precise and strong grip that it ended up hitting the wall that was three meters behind him. “Watch out what you say because I don´t hesitate to drop the sweet girl attitude.”

· Dean looked at you with pure anger and let go of the man he was holding. He looked at his shocked friend and then back at you. “Today’s point goes to you. But the next time we come and this table is not free you will regret hurting him.”, said the angry man. “Listen here you little dumb spoiled creature. This table won´t be free for you. This is our table. Our property. You have no right to come and throw such a tantrum. And guess what, come again and I will be paying your parents a little visit and make them pay for everything you did. And I am sure that they won´t be pleased by your behavior since they are good friends with my parents and the mayor. Right? Now if I ever see you come here again I will make you pay. After today we will not accept your unacceptable behavior anymore. Now get the FCK OUT!!”

· After they left everything was silent for a few seconds but that change after your uncle started to clap and every person in the restaurant joined him. Your eye widened and your started to blush with a huge grin on your face. But that little moment of clapping didn´t last long. One of the pirates that entered the restaurant spoke up. “You did a good job but I AM HUNGRY!!!! Please FEED ME!”, you were confused. You didn´t know how to react and stood there like a statue.

· “Alright Sir. No worries. We will take your order in a few.”, said your uncle and approached you with a huge smile your notebook and pen. He pats your head with a proud smile. “You are such a brave and strong woman. I am so glad to have you in my family and I think it´s enough for today. Please take care of these men and then go rest: You deserve it.”, you nodded and smiled back to him. You pulled yourself together and made your way to the table of the pirates while your uncle left to take care of the broken glasses and the customer who had to deal with those stupid men.

· “Hello gentlemen. I apologize for making you wait I ….”, “No worries I actually enjoyed the show. You’ve got a good and precise eye. BUT NOW MY ORDER! Get me everything on the second site please.”, you absolutely didn´t knew how to react. You were looking at the talking man with a straw hat and then to his friends with big shook eyes. “I know what you thinking but he always eats that much and manages to stay alive. No worries. And getting to my order I´d like to have number 17 and 22 on the menu.”, said the one with a unusual long nose. “I take the same as him but with three bottles of your best sake.”

· You nodded with a disbelieving look on the face wondering if the first one is really going to eat all of the stuff. But you gave yourself a light slap and made your way to the kitchen only to be confronted with overwhelmed and surprised faces of the cooks. You shrugged with your shoulder and went to get the pirates drinks.

· While you went to get their drinks you saw that more people sat down next to the three pirates what made sense since the table they were sitting on was a huge one that usually only families took. Taking the drinks you served the three and greeted the new costumers. At the table sat a beautiful woman with black hair that complimented you for your adorable and genuine smile. With a blush you gave the others a menu too and took their orders

· Slowly with time passing all of their meals were served and you said your farewells and left the restaurant earlier then thought because your uncle said that he will take care of the rest. Thanking him you left and made your way to your archery lesson although it would have been way too early.

· Every time you came your sensei’s face would glow with pride. But the malicious person he is he would then drag you inside and introduce you to another challenge he came up with.

Time skip because ya author is lazy for the first time in a while now. *apologizes in trilingual

· It was late in the evening. You were on your way back home and thought why not take the route that would lead you to walk across the beach. You were having a good time alone. The sound of the waves that crashed on the cliffs and rocks were beautifully calming. The feeling of the sand under you feet were relaxing. With a smile upon your lips you were lost in your thoughts when the same guy with the straw hat you saw in the restaurant looked at you while blinking a few times before he asked you if you were Cupid the god of love like Sanji told him.

· With confusion taking over your mind you stopped in your tracks. Who on earth was he and that Sanji guy and why did he call me cupid? You wondered.

· And there you were looking at him with pure confusion while he looked at you with huge impressed and curious eyes for good 2 minutes until you shook your head and asked him who he and that Sanji were. He smiled at you and let himself fall down to sit cross- legged in front of you on the soft, warm sand. Now how do you think he introduced himself? Exactly my dear.

· “I am Monkey D. Luffy the future pirate King.”, “Huh?”, “And Sanji is one of my crew mates and the cook on my ship. Now tell me are you Cupid or not.”

· “Why would I be cupid?”, “Well you are wearing a pink white dress and you have a bow and arrows. So I thought that you might be on your way to shoot some people with them to make them fall in love. So, are you Cupid?”,

· “Alright first of all Cupid is a mythological creature made up by humans. He or she doesn´t exists. Secondly you really don´t look like a pirate nor do the others in your crew beside that one green haired man with the swords if he is also part of your crew. Thirdly you want to become the pirate king? Why?”

· And this my dear was how you two started a conversation that was to 50 % about him telling you stories of his adventures, 25 % basically about nonsense. And the other 25 % were… well that was about you telling him that you weren´t cupid but a actual human with the name f/n l/n. But he actually never got it. Until now.

· Eight years after your first encounter with the weird men called Monkey D. Luffy you still were busy telling him that you weren´t Cupid. But by now you not only had to tell him that but also your son who rather called you Cupid instead of mama.

· Congratulations you have two idiots in your life you love to the moon and back and would actually fight Garp for.

Bonus:

· “Does he really think that your Cupid or is that supposed to be something like a cute name?”, asked Dragon, the leader of the revolutionary army

· “I stopped thinking about that long ago, Sir. I really don´t know how to answer that. But just to make it clear if that confused you too. My name is y/n not Cupid.”, you told you father in Law with a sweet smile.

· “Wait. Cupid is not your name?! That brat introduced you to me as Monkey D. Cupid!”, Garp looked at you and Dragon with disbelieve.

· “If you ever wonder why you husband is so stupid just please now that, that stupidity comes from Garp. Not me. I swear.”

[yukipri]

Marco’s Bauble Part 8 - a One Piece Mermaid AU Text Story

Another update for Tumblr!

This work goes by On the Courtship of Monkey D. Luffy on AO3, and I’ll be updating over there tonight as well!

A quick question....do people like reading the updates here on Tumblr? Or now that it’s on AO3, would people prefer to read there? And if so, would you be okay waiting for new updates until AO3 catches up? I’m a little torn because I’m not sure if people are enjoying reading on here, and it’s quite a hassle to format for Tumblr, and it’s getting a bit difficult for me to juggle updating these stories on 3 separate platforms...

ANYWAY, in this update, Thatch has some Thoughts, and there is mention of Ace x Luffy.

Continues off of, and should be read after:

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 1

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 2

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 3

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 4

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 5

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 6

👒🐟Marco’s Bauble Part 7

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What are her 3 sizes?

(For the wedding dress, of course.)

"The fuck! Like I'd tell you!" Thatch roars, startling the blue gull into momentarily leaping off the rail, before it circles back, landing again to peck at his  sleeve to express its displeasure. Thatch ignores it, because he's fuming.

So apparently all of his and Koala's secret debates over whether Marco intentionally proposed or not were for naught, because here's the fucking evidence. And it comes from Izo of all people, because Thatch would recognize that lopsided handwriting anywhere (the man insists that his handwriting is beautiful in his native language of Wano, but he never quite got used to writing any other way).

And well, if Izo, an unrelated third party but professional snooper knows, then Marco himself must know.

And apparently, they're already planning a wedding.

Thatch feels like an idiot. He'd been defending Marco against Koala, and the lil Revolutionary was a tough opponent, one he'd had to chase out of the kitchen with a ladle more than once when he was tired of her word games. Thatch had insisted, like a fool, that no Marco's not that kind of guy, he really isn't the type to play with people's emotions, he would never propose for a joke, nor would he do it seriously without good reason. It must all be an accident, a little misunderstanding, Marco was just ignorant like Thatch himself was!

Except, apparently he did know and it wasn't an accident, and now Thatch feels completely lost because he doesn't know what Marco's thinking at all. Marco, who's not just his his first friend on the Moby, but arguably his best friend; Marco, his brother over several decades; Marco, who Thatch thought he knew better than anyone, except perhaps Pops himself...

Thatch's also pissed, because if Marco wants to start drama after they all reunite and he's introduced to Luffy, that's one thing (not that that would be great either). But right now, they're still near the beginning of Paradise with almost half the circumference of the world to go until even the halfway point, and Marco is WAY on the other side of the Red Line. If this ship explodes in flames or whatever that batshit Revolutionary brother might do, Mister First Division Commander is completely unaffected, but there are plenty of innocents here (like hello! Thatch!) who would find that pretty devastating.

Also, Thatch was the one who passed on that gift to Luffy! Even if he didn't know what it meant at the time...doesn't that make Thatch complicit? And even if not, Marco's strongest connection here is clearly Thatch. If Marco's actions cause chaos, then the blame and responsibility to clean up the mess naturally falls upon Thatch. Which, he definitely did not sign up for.

Pops, Thatch thinks miserably, I thought I was supposed to show them they can depend on us Whitebeards, NOT that us Whitebeards will fuck shit up for them...

But more than anything, there's a shocking large part of Thatch that absolutely balks at just the idea of Luffy getting married. And it's shocking because Thatch shouldn't feel this upset.

Marco, for all the complaints Thatch wants to hurl at him at the moment, is still a really great guy. A guy who, in literally any other situation, Thatch would be the first in line to enthusiastically encourage, and also to congratulate.

And sure, Thatch knows he has a crush, and his little Seastar's carving out a larger home for herself in his heart by the day, but--Thatch admittedly has crushes a lot. Sure, this one feels different, but...Marco, to his knowledge, has never had a romantic crush. He only sometimes but very rarely even has a night out, and Thatch doesn't think he's ever held a relationship longer than three encounters. He's always so serious, so diligent, so sincerely and whole-heartedly dedicated to Pops and his family. He almost never does anything selfish for himself, and Thatch would know.

If, for whatever reason, Marco is genuinely serious about Luffy...then Thatch should, and would, step to the side, regardless of personal feelings. If this is the path Marco wants, then he deserves it, and Thatch will always be the first to say it, no matter how craptastic the circumstances. And Thatch knows that Marco would give his bride the world.

Without them even having met, Thatch doesn't doubt for a second that Marco would make Luffy happy, till the end of her days.

The fact that Thatch knows all this, yet still feels near unbearable reluctance...says more than he's willing to admit.

And so he decides to avoid thinking about the most obvious reason (his own feelings), and instead contemplates his second very compelling reason: Ace.

His littlest brother isn't so great at being honest with himself, and never has. But this, Thatch feels, isn't just a matter of denial.

The boy literally has no clue.

Oh sure, Ace knows he loves his little brother. He makes sure everyone else knows it too, both here on the Merry and back on the Moby once he opened up enough to talk to people. He's so damn proud of her, yet also concerned for her, while also trusting her with his life and more. It's clear to anyone who sees them together that he absolutely adores her.

But it's more than that, isn't it, Thatch thinks. It's in the little gestures, the way Ace raises his arm up without looking at her and she slides under it, also without needing to look at him. It's the casual way they lace their fingers together, like it's nothing, when they're snoozing out on the deck. It's the way sometimes they have unspoken conversations, just staring into each others eyes, before moving forward in synch to meet in the middle to bump their foreheads together in some secret mutual understanding.

It's the reason why Sanji, for all his extravagant flirting, knows when to shut up and return to being a normal human (and, Thatch grudgingly admits, this applies to himself too). It's why Zoro never lets his gaze linger more than two seconds longer than it needs to (but he'll always take those two seconds), why Nami always looks like she wants to sit closer but doesn't, why Koala hasn't said anything when she's probably usually a much more proactive flirter.

Everyone on their crew can see it, except the two in question.

Ace, Thatch thinks, heaving a huge sigh as he looks down at the crumpled note from Izo in his palm. Little brother, you are so fucking in love.

It might not necessarily be romantically. It's certainly not particularly sexually, if Ace's lack of reaction to Lu's aggressive physical smothering is any indication. It could very possibly be platonically.

But either way, there's no room for Sanji, nor Zoro, nor the girls, nor even Thatch himself...at least, until those two figure that out.

Until then, everyone aboard the Merry is here because they love and respect their captains. No one would dare encroach on something so special, yet so potentially immature, not yet ready to be dragged out to be recognized.

Thatch knows Ace has known Luffy for years, he practically raised her. But he was also away at sea for three years. Luffy was a child when he left; she's an adult now.

Thatch once asked him if she had changed at all since he last saw her (Ace most certainly had, according to Deuce). And Ace looked blank, then horribly confused, before saying No...but also, yeah, I guess. Thatch understands; Ace isn't used to not knowing something about Luffy. And something...something had changed.

That something might very well be the thing that needs to be figured out. And for that, Ace hasn't had much time yet, since reuniting with Luffy. Only as much time as the rest of them, in fact. And they deserve time to figure that out, and as the two captains' loving crew, the ASL pirates have an unsaid agreement to watch over them...at least until they have.

(After that, Thatch thinks grimly, it might be open game.)

But of course, there's also the question of Luffy herself, and as much as she's the heart of the ASL Pirates, she's also an enigma. Thatch, for all that he adores her and honestly wants more with her, genuinely has a hard time imagining her as anything but clueless as someone's romantic partner (he's carefully not thinking about anything sexual). It very well may be that the whole "figuring out" that she and Ace have to do...ends up being nothing. And that's fine as well.

Either way, as much as Thatch loves him, there's no way that any of them here on board the Merry will stand to let Marco shatter this delicate...whatever it is that's going on between their captains, that the rest of them are so patiently respecting. Even if it ends up continuing indefinitely.

As strained as it can feel at times, they're comfortable like this. There's the little spark of joy when Seastar gives him a little extra attention, a little burn when Sanji kisses her hand, but comfort in the stability that no one will go any further. If anything it's a nice little spice to their daily lives, just the right amount, and not enough ruin the dish so to speak. This is fine.

Except, that there's just one teeny little problem...

"What did the blue gull bring you today, Commander?"

Thatch doesn't jump, because he's not an amateur and did realize that the Revolutionary was approaching, but perhaps later than he should have. Damn the kid's good at hiding his presence, and Thatch wonders if he'd have noticed at all if Sabo was being serious.

"Just a stupid request from a stupid brother," Thatch says cheerfully as he turns around to face Sabo. The boy isn't even trying to hide his curiosity, his gaze pinned to Thatch's hand.

Thatch contemplates chucking the letter into the sea, but then he realizes he isn't sure Sabo wouldn't just dive after it, and as a devil fruit user, Thatch wouldn't be able to stop him from reading it underwater.

So he casually uncurls his fingers, watches Sabo visibly perk up--before Thatch opens a black hole in his palm, letting the crumpled paper get sucked into the void.

(Perhaps he should be using his power as more than a secure second dimension pocket expansion, but hey, so far it hasn't been so helpful in the kitchen.)

Sabo sags and sulks, rather cutely, Thatch thinks. "You coulda let me see it," he pouts, looking up at Thatch with an expression uncannily like Luffy's. Fuck.

"Collecting intel, Chief?" Thatch winks, expertly hiding his horror that for a moment, he'd actually been tempted. Little sneak.

"Perhaps." Something slightly manic enters his gaze, and alright, that's nothing like Seastar, not so cute after all...

"Nice try, but it's a personal family thing, can't really share," Thatch says, and it's not really a lie.

Sabo grunts, letting it go, before his gaze flicks to the gull, who still has a beakful of Thatch's sleeve. "It waiting for something?"

Thatch sighs. "Yeah, yeah, my response, which I should probably give..." Because, right, Thatch needs to send a message back to the Moby, even if no, he isn't going to answer Izo's idiotic question.

Which, is actually a fine excuse to extract himself from this situation.

"So, sorry, the response also is personal, hope you don't mind," Thatch nods, and Sabo easily opens the way for him--which, Thatch belatedly realizes, he'd actually been blocking. Scary, little Chief, scary...

"Sorry, didn't mean to pry." Sabo sounds genuinely apologetic, and tips his hat at Thatch as he passes by, and Thatch inwardly heaves a massive sigh of relief. "I'm working on it, but I know I can get a little...pushy, when it comes to things that involve my baby brother."

Thatch continues to walk away.

But inside...

Oh. Yikes, he thinks.

~~

Thatch is in the privacy of the currently empty men's sleeping room beneath the deck, and has just finished writing and giving instructions and bribes to the gull when the hatch creaks open.

"Thatch, we're in trouble," Koala announces as she stomps down the stairs, making her sneaky opening of the door rather pointless.

"I noticed," Thatch says dryly.

Koala pales. "He didn't break any of your toes, did he?!"

"What."

"Well, you're a cook, you make food Luffy likes with your hands," Koala shrugs. "Just wanted to make sure."

"What the fuck."

"I don't think he will! You're Luffy and Ace's crew, and you're a Whitebeard pirate, but..."

Thatch groans. "I already thought your Chief might be trouble, but holy shit I didn't know he was that batshit."

"He might not be!" Koala sounds defensive, but it's not particularly comforting. "He's usually reasonable, kind of, but since his memories came back..."

Thatch throws up his arms. "So, how'd he get it out of you?"

Koala flushes. "I didn't say anything!"

"Sure."

"It's not my fault that Sabo's a damn--!"

There's a loud knock, before the hatch flings open, and Ace pops his head in. "Hey Thatch! What's for snack--"

"NOT AGAIN!" Koala cries.

At the same time, Thatch shouts, "IN A SECOND!"

Either way, the hatch slams shut with a, "SORRY!"

Thatch and Koala stare at each other with their hearts beating uncomfortably rapidly.

They slowly heave a slow sigh of relief as the tension drains.

"I really need to apologize to Ace," Thatch mutters.

"I really need to work on my Observation Haki," Koala groans.

"HEY THATCH, I WANT A SNACK," Luffy shouts, and Thatch and Koala's heads whip around in horror, only to sag with relief at seeing that Luffy's not in the room, but only for a second--

--because after that second, a mermaid's crashing through the hatch, ripping it from its hinges as she slams, hatch and all, into Thatch's chest.

The room fills with dust and debris, and there are shouts outside.

Koala gingerly peers into the wreckage where Thatch is now buried in the wall, a terrified blue gull  perched on her shoulders peering alongside her, its claws digging through the fabric of her shirt.

"We're fine," Thatch coughs, peering down to make sure he'd successfully caught and shielded Luffy from damage, even as he peels himself from the wood. Luffy seems unharmed, though her eyes are wide; she clearly hadn't expected to do quite this much.

"...Armament?" Koala asks, noticing how the back of Thatch's hair is black from where it's fanned around him.

"Armament," Thatch agrees, keeping the entire back of his body coated until he's safely pulled himself and Luffy, still in his arms, away from any sharp wood.

"Sorry, Thatch," Luffy says, not particularly apologetic, if anything sort of curious. She peels herself back from his chest, scritching her cheek while looking down at what was once the hatch to the mens room that had shattered between them. She then reaches back to tug at Thatch's black locks, and oohs when they fade back to auburn.

"No worries, just make sure to make it up to Deuce and Usopp when they have to fix this," Thatch sighs, before grinning, letting his arms fall away from Luffy once he knows she has a secure grip on his shoulders. He then begins carding his fingers through her hair to make sure no splinters got in, and likewise dusting off the front of her vest, taking care not to let his touch linger. Luffy nods frantic agreement, more like rubs her head into his palm, and Thatch feels his heart skip a beat.

Koala sighs.

"Hey Thatch, what's this?"

Thatch blinks, then inwardly curses.

Luffy's holding Izo's crumpled piece of paper. His control of his power's still shoddy, and it must have accidentally spat it back out in the commotion.

Please, don't be able to read that, he prays. He luckily doesn't have much confidence in Luffy's reading abilities.

"It says 'what are her three sizes.' What are those?"

In the background, Koala slowly raises her fist.

~~

A few days later, Marco's scouting when a blue gull rapidly approaches him.

Delivery! it squawks. Delivery for you, Boss, and don't show Izo! Don't show Izo! Don't show Izo or the bread man will be mad!

Thank you, noted, friend, Marco responds, and catches the note from Thatch in mid air.

The gull trills acknowledgement, then wheels away to rejoin its brethren, while Marco changes course for the nearest island, a safe forest haven in Pops's territory, still a ways away from the Moby. It's uninhabited, save for the wildlife, and it would be good to land once before returning home anyway.

Marco lands lightly on the tallest and oldest tree on the island, from where he can survey the island of pure greenery, and the endless blue stretching beyond. The branch he's chosen looks deceptively thin, but he already knows it can support his human weight, which is why he shifts, passing the note from his claw to his hand before completing his transformation.

Marco frowns. The other Commanders (and to be honest, the entire crew) have been acting a bit strange recently, but for Thatch, who isn't even on board with them, to also be in on it...

True, this may or may not be related to that at all. But still.

Marco feels like he's missing something.

Marco, Thatch's message starts, and Marco already knows it's going to be serious because it didn't start with a jibe at his appearance.

Marco, I think I'm actually serious about her. Thoughts, brother?

Her, meaning the Ace's little brother, the mermaid girl.

If Marco remembers correctly, in Thatch's first note back to him, he'd written, She's stolen my heart, I think I want to marry her.

Marco had assumed Thatch was joking at the time, or just light-heartedly flirting, as he always did. Marco's used to hearing Thatch spew these kinds of words, and he'd taken it to mean that the girl's exceptionally Thatch's type, but hadn't thought further.

The words had made him remember a little trinket he'd had stored in a chest at the back of his closet, one he'd received from an elderly couple on Fishman Island around two decades ago...

But that's not important now, Marco thinks, focussing on Thatch's message.

In all his years of flings and casual relationships and jokingly asking ladies (and some gents) Won't you marry me...Thatch has not once asked for Marco's opinion. He's certainly had plenty of opinions himself about whether someone would be a potential good match for Marco, which Marco always ignored. But Thatch has never asked Marco about matches for himself.

Thatch really is serious.

Marco finds himself slowly smiling. "Finally, you sap," he murmurs, though no one hears him but the other birds in the trees around him.

He knows he ought to think more about what to say, but the answer is so obvious that Marco takes Thatch's note, and carefully tears the paper so that his brother's words aren't damaged. Gently tucking Thatch's note into his pocket, Marco pulls out a pen for the remaining small blank strip of paper.

Shortly afterwards, two birds depart from the island, in opposite directions: one, a phoenix, wings burning cyan against the clear skies, and the other, a blue gull headed to Paradise.

~~

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Part 9, things start Moving as Sabo confronts Ace.

Thank you so much for reading, and I hope you enjoyed! And again, please do let me know if you actually like reading the story here on tumblr or not >.<;

As always, any comments are immensely appreciated and help motivate me to create more for this AU! ;A;

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[victorie552onepiecespeedrun]

Reading One Piece pt 276: Hancock/Luffy And Holy Shit, This is Intense

Chapter 523

Thoughts:

- “Volume 54: Impel Down!” I… I have no idea what’s happening on that cover. It’s a lot

- ohhhh, but that one is nice

- nice

- Fpos/cs: Guys, guys, it’s Spandam! He’s in intensive care unit! He looks like sh*t. That’s what you get for being a jerk, Spandam :D

- ohhh, Hancock has a cruuuuush :D

- no, seriously, she doesn’t know what’s happening

- Grandma will explain. Oh, I feel the bullsh*t coming

- “I agreed to go to the Central Zone without even thinking it over. But I don’t mind!” it’s because Luffy asked you to. You and Zoro would have a lot to talk about I think :D

- oh no, just look at that

- *sign* ok, let’s do this

- „By choosing to go with that man, you’ve saved your own life.” I’m offended by the concept here, you know, The “Woman Needs A Man” Thing but in the context it actually holds. Hancock really needed to go to Capital with Marines as Warlord to keep her people safe. But as we see, she would never do this without her “sudden love insanity” thing. In that aspect, Luffy, or more likely her Love for Luffy saved the day here. (And let’s be real, everyone in One Piece needs Freedom that Luffy represents) And Hancock’s crush on Luffy makes perfect sense! Luffy was really great for her and all over this arc! It was way too fast for Big Feelings to develop but. This is a shounen manga about FRIENDSHIP made by an old Japanese man and if ‘kinda fast’ and ‘why did a whole-ass adult woman fell for a teenager’ is all that’s wrong… we’re good here, guys (if that teenager was or looked like Zoro, NO ONE would complain and you know it).    

- as a ship, I think it holds too, at least for me, especially in the future when the age gap and life experience aren’t that much to think about (also she’s not coming onto him). He helped her! And she will help him! Mutual aid and respect! They’re both strong and silly! Pirate King and Empress! And, well, at this point it’s one-sided much and Luffy is more or less clueless when it comes to romantic relationships (aroace. He’s aroace in my eyes) but that doesn’t mean he can’t be happy with someone or that he can’t make someone happy, everything can work out in the world, especially a fictional one

- (One Piece is short at couples. All I can remember now is Yasopp/Usopp’s Mom [where she went and died when he was away], Usopp/Kaya [strongly implied but not ACTUALLY canon goddammit also they’re both 17 come on] and whatever Rayleigh and Shakky have going on [because COME ON]. Not a stellar record if you ask me but they make it work and even are happy)

- The point. I had a point

- oh right. What I’m saying is that Oda is absolutely using a cheap plot device to give Luffy a much needed help and allies AND girlfriend, BUT (and that’s the annoying part) he’s using said cheap plot device Masterfully and I’m both in Awe and mad about it. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk

- ok, in the chapter they are leaving the island. Damn, Luffy really charmed everyone

- Hancock is here. She just kicked a puppy and a baby seal to illustrate she’s still That B*tch, mushy feelings aside. I deeply disapprove but it’s a nice touch. Damn you Oda, damn you

- “Just call me Hancock.” “Okay, Hammock.” Godammit, Luffy

- bye, Amazon Lily! You were a nice place when you didn’t try to kill us!

- onto Marine Ship they go. (And they will stop at Impel Down!)

- all marines are un-stoned now :D (I think that made Badass Marine Captain really happy. It couldn’t be a nice two days for him, alone and not even knowing if his crew is gone for good or not)

- lol, Luffy is literary hiding under Hancock’s coat :D

- to Impel Down!

- At Navy Headquarters. Hey, Sengoku

- So he know Boa will cooperate. Six out of Seven Warlords will in fact. Who’s the odd one out?

- Jimbei?

- There are problems at Sabaody Archipelago (they mention labor camps and god, WG just keeps getting more awful, it’s like they don’t how to stop) but Sengoku doesn’t want to hear anything that isn’t about Whitebeard. I feel your pain, man

- (I like him, sue me)

- oh. Grandpa Garp went to Impel Down. Probably to talk to Ace… oww, that will be a hard conversation

- Whitebeard’s on the move! And destroying marines’ spying network!

- “Tell everyone to be ready for attack on Impel Down!” oh no

- everything is so INTENSE now

- Impel Down

- with Garp and Ace

- …that does not look good…

- oh for the LOVE OF… stop jumping places, manga!

- !!!! NAMI !!!!

- weather magic

- “This is a small Sky Island called Weatheria. We study the science of weather here” ohhhhhh!!! Power-up arcs begin!!!

- with Franky, he’s on some winter island

- “This is mechanical Island! It was created by a genius!”

- “Peachy Island – Island of Dreams” oh, I don’t like where this is going

- “This is the famous second Island of Women. All the plants and animals here are pink” huh. You know, I never had a pink phase when I was a kid, wonder why

- “And the people on this island… all have the hearts of maidens.” Cool. Why is that so ominous

- HOLY SHIT IT’S SANJI. God, what is happening to him

“Right now… I’m in hell.” From the look of it, accurate. Jesus, what is happening to that guy.

rOP 275 rOP 277

[firefistlaw]

Request:

Hello! Could you do a hc about Luffy, Sabo, Katakuri and Law gf getting jealous because their boyfriends is working with a really really beautiful princess ( like saving a country or going to a country from some work stuff).

or... you’re jealous. (Sabo)

a/n: I had a lot of fun writing them, I loved the idea so I chose to make a scenario out of it. The stories will be posted separately. As a fair warning, the s/o get jealous over stupid things, but I thought it was funny. Please let me know how you felt about them! I don’t know when the Katakuri and Law one will be finished, but they will def be posted. :) 

Sabo

A part of you understood the princess in more ways you’d like to admit. What if you had fallen off your own ship and while you were swaying away on the ocean, a handsome man would come and rescue you? Even better, turns out the man was actually the chief of staff of the revolutionary army. Honestly, you didn’t blame her for starting to get attracted to Sabo. But it didn’t stop your feelings from turning into a green, ugly jealous mess. 

The first time you had felt rather… uneasy, was when you were all gathered to eat.

You had been training with the kids all afternoon and while you loved it, you couldn’t deny the fact that it was incredibly exhausting and stressful sometimes. Even though you had Karasu by your side, who provided you with enough entertainment simply by the way he acted around kids, you still missed your boyfriend. So when you opened the metal doors to the dining hall that day, your fingers were itching to touch him and rant all about your day. When you saw the back of his head in his usual seat however, you couldn’t help but let the small frown enter your face. On his right — your usual seat — was the princess. Her red, wavy hair looked even shinier now that she had been in your army base for a few days, waiting for her people to come and get her. But it was still your seat that she was sitting on, hair shiny or not.  

„Hey,“ you greeted the group of friends once you arrived. Your eyes lingered on Sabo, who sent you a dazzling smile — weakening your knees instantly. „Is there a seat for me too?“ You tried to not sound bitter, but from the way Koala raised her eyebrows at you — you knew you carried a certain undertone along. Noticing the little mistake, Sabo let his eyes snap to his side and then back to you. His blue eyes were big, lips mouthing a silent ‚sorry‘ to you, causing a mere nod on your side

„Come here, sit next to me,“ Koala then said and meaningfully looked to her empty side, which you answered with a tight lipped smile on your own.

„Princess Rose just told us about the tails of her hometown.“ Your boyfriend then hurriedly said to you, completely obvious to the way your mood wasn’t in the best state. The exhaustion was coming off you in waves and honestly? You couldn’t care less about anyone’s stories at the moment. Under normal circumstances you’d lean your head against his shoulder and dramatically sigh. But this wasn’t usual. Was that all he was going to say to you, anyway? Only an introduction to her stories? You could feel your mood clouding even more.

„How interesting,“ You mumbled back and looked down to the meal that was kindly put in front of you. Koala gave you a slight shove with her elbow and as if catching yourself, you sat more upright. „Please, continue.“

The princess smiled at you and you almost frowned again. Why was her smile so cute? Why couldn’t she have rotten teeth and horns on her head? You let your eyes wander again. Sabo was looking at her too. Did he think about her cute smile as well? A sigh escaped your lips. Your hunger vanished quick enough.

The second time something like that happened, you straight up felt jealous. There was no other way to explain the situation.

„But,“ With puffed out cheeks, you had crossed your ams in front of your boyfriend. „we always do the paperwork together?“

Sabo scratched the side of his scar with caution. He left his hat somewhere else, so his blonde hair was out in wild strands. „Yeah, I know. But,“

You huffed out, interrupting him mid-sentence. „But what?“

There was no one else in the corridor the two of you stood in. It had been a coincidence that you two had met in the first place and while you couldn’t believe that you had finally managed to see your boyfriend on his own after days of trying, he quickly brought you back to reality.

„Rose wanted me to spend time with her.“ He smiled softly at you and was waiting for you to nod your head — to understand his situation, but you just kept on staring at him without making any sounds or movement. You had heard wrong. You must have heard wrong. There was no way that Sabo was ditching your weekly meeting to be with the stupid princess just because she asked him to. „Her father will arrive soon, so she wanted to spend the last few days going through the island with me.“ He added, voice lifting with the confusion he was obviously feeling.

„Rose?“ You just asked. There were footsteps coming from the staircase close to you, but you didn’t care. The anger was starting to boil inside of you. „Since when are you two best friends, dropping the princess and all? Was I not invited to the little friendship meeting?“

Now it was Sabo’s turn to look irritated. „Ever since we found out we’re the same age.“ Duh. He then mumbled, as if it was the most logical thing in the world. Sabo pushed his head to the side and hummed, „What’s going on, y/n? Talk to me.“ His hand reached out and softly touched yours, but even though this was what you had wanted all along, the anger and hurt you felt at the moment made you rip your hand out of his grip, as if the mere touch burned your skin. He raised his brows at that, a ping in his chest making him push his hand back into his pocket. You could see the small flash of hurt and surprise in his eyes, but your own feelings were more important right now. Petty, you knew that, but the jealous monster inside of you was losing her mind. She took control of you in every pore of your skin, in every breath you took and in every second that your looked straight into his blue eyes.

You snorted. Straight up, snorted. „You know what? Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine. I’m glad the two of you are having such an amazing relationship. I get why you can’t meet me tomorrow. If Rose doesn’t want you to, I guess that’s how it is, huh? Make sure you tell me how it went, when she introduces you to her father as her best friend because you’re the same damn age.“  Maybe you were being childish, but you couldn’t help yourself. Ever since she was here, there hasn’t been one whole hour where it was just you and him and hell, you missed him. And he? He called off the one time where the two of you spend time together and catch up on the whole week. It was your day — the day that belonged to you and him only. Or so you thought. His eyebrows furrowed heavily, clearly unhappy with your reaction.

„Why are you reacting like this?“ He just asked, voice flat. He’s shifting his weight, body now leaning against the wall next to him. He was either getting annoyed with you himself or he was absolutely clueless as to why you’re acting like this. You didn’t know which one was worse.

„Are you blind?“ You just breathed out. „You seriously can’t tell me you don’t see anything wrong at the moment.“ How could he not notice the lack of your presence? Were you so unimportant to him that you missing in his day was not a problem at all? This was the first time the two of you were talking properly in days. The mind of yours was going crazy, conclusions that were absurd jumped left and right, blinding the little bit of logic left.

And if it couldn’t have been any better, before Sabo could calm the situation, or at least try to understand your feelings clearly — you were interrupted. A voice from behind you called out, „Sabo-kun!“  

He pushed his hand through his blonde hair and sighed. He didn’t exactly know why you were reacting the way you did, but from the way your eyes darkened at the sound and the way you squeezed them together a second later — he could give a good guess about what was bothering you. He suddenly felt bad. Like, really bad.

„Here you are!“ She giggled and even though Sabo would have smiled at her every other day, he couldn’t miss the way you softly shook your head. „I missed you!“ This time even the male himself heard how wrong it sounded, wincing slightly after the words had left her mouth.

„Y/N- chan.“ Rose then said, turning her face towards you. You smiled at her and for the first time since Rose had arrived at the base, Sabo noticed how fake your smile was. Sabo furrowed his eyebrows. Now that he thought about it, it kind of was a few days ago that he really talked to you in general. All he has really been doing the last few days was… he eyes Rose up, then back to you. It clicks. Finally, it clicks. You were jealous. „Will you come along with us today?“

You hum, as if you actually think about the offer, „I wish I could, but I sadly have to work.“ You give Sabo a meaningful stare. „I’m sure Sabo will be able to entertain you fully without me being there, though.“ You drop your smile. „Right?“ Before either could answer, you turned on your heels and walked to the staircase, ignoring the way his voice called out after you.

Thinking back to the conversation, you were kind of dramatic… and unfair. You knew you had to talk to him calmly, but it wasn’t like you could just walk up to him — you couldn’t find ten minutes with this damn boy to begin with. Princess Rose here, Princess Rose there. And if he wasn’t busy with her, Dragon caught him by the neck and gave him work that made it unable for him to leave. It was all a mess, clearly, so when you stomped back to your room, you let yourself fall down face first into your bed and took a stressful nap. But after twisting and turning for a few hours, you sat up. Even sleeping was not working for you anymore. You had the sudden urge to scream into your pillow.

When you walked into the common room the next day, you knew it was no secret that you had slept like shit. Dark circles covered the underside of your eyes and with a mood so sour, it could put any lemon to shame, you let yourself plop down into one of the comfy chairs. The living area was strictly prohibited for anyone that wasn’t in the higher ranks of the revolutionary army, so the chances of you meeting someone you didn’t want to see were slim here.

„Oh,“ you then heard the soft voice of your friend. „Didn’t sleep well?“

You sighed and leaned your head back against the soft fabric of the chair. „Clearly.“

Koala giggled and let herself down on the chair opposite of you, a mug of hot chocolate in her hands. „Did you have a nightmare?“ She softly blew against the hot beverage and took a sip, her eyes not leaving your miserable figure.

„Something like that.“ You mumbled back, hands now making sweater paws.

„Something like that? Let me guess. The nightmare is tall, pretty and has royal blood.“ Her eyes were twinkling and without helping yourself, you glared at her. She giggled again.

„Did you see the way Sabo takes care of her?“ You then finally gritted out. „The worst thing is, they even look good together. Like a match made in heaven.“

„Y/N, they don’t even look that good together. “ Koala put her mug down on top of the little table between the two of you. „Don’t be stupid. I get that you’re jealous—“

„I am not jealous.“

„—fine, whatever. You’re not jealous.“ She shook her head. „But if you were jealous, I would understand it. It’s just… think about it more clearly.“

You looked at her and raised your eyebrows in question.

„Y/N. She thought she would die on sea, she had fallen and was all alone.“  You stayed silent and continued to look at her with question in your eyes. „So there’s this helpless thing on sea and who out of all people finds her? Right. Sabo. Remember the story how Dragon found him?“

Your brows furrowed. You were starting to understand slowly, but Koala mistook it for you still not understanding what she was talking about.

„He was reminded of himself when he almost died! That’s why he helps her out so much, he feels bad for her!“ She then huffs out, arms raised in the air. „Yeah, she likes him. I guess that’s how it is. You can’t change that. But he doesn’t mean anything bad. And you would know that if you actually thought more clearly about it.“

„Oh,“ You merely whisper, the wave of guilt washing through you suddenly. „I understand.“

„Yeah, oh. Look, I feel like if I was in your situation, I would be mad too. But I would talk to him. And not the way you did last night.“

„ I was mad.“ You crossed your arms defensively. „How would you even know how I talked to him yesterday?“

„Don’t get mad at me now,“ Koala gets up from her seat and stretches her arms. Her small fingers curl around the handle of her empty mug and with her words thrown over her shoulder, she leaves the room, „but everyone in that hall probably heard you chewing him out. These walls have ears!“

With heated cheeks you noted that you would have a long day ahead of you. If you could, you would go to him right now, but you still had to work with the children again and knowing Sabo’s schedule, he wasn’t at the base right now anyway. With a dull feeling in your stomach, you noted how he didn’t even come to your room at night, even though he usually does so. But you quickly push the heavy feeling away and get up to your feet. In a few hours, you’d clear everything out.

The hours passed way too slow for your tasting. At one point you even thought time went backwards, instead of forwards. Karasu noticed your mind not being fully at training, so when you gave another wrong command for the children to learn, he calmly took over and let you leave the task earlier than usual. With his mask, he was better for the job anyway. Even the ones in the back could hear him loud and clear. The children started to nervously shift around once they noticed the training being with the big scary man alone, but you just sighed in relieve and left. With a promise that he wouldn’t tell Dragon about your absence, you hastily walked back to base, your blonde haired boyfriend the only thing on your mind.

Even though time had been slow for you at first, you found yourself quicker in front of Sabo’s door than you had anticipated. With a deep breath, you rapped your knuckled against the dark wood of his door. A part of you was scared that he was already gone on his lovely adventure with the Princess, but when you heard a small rumble behind the door, the beat of your heart quickened. And soon enough, the door opened and in front of you stood Sabo, clothing messily hanging from his lean body. You could feel the exhaustion coming off him as soon as his face came into view and completely forgetting your reason to come to him, you cooed. He gave you a small smile and even though he tried to hide it, you saw the surprise on his handsome face. He didn’t expect you to be here.

„Come in.“ He said and let the wood fall behind you once you pushed yourself through the doorway.

His room was rather clean, his bed and the writing table in the corner the only things that were considered messy. You noted how various things were laying on his bed, knowing he usually used the furniture for storage, since he rather spent nights with you in your own bed instead of sleeping in his. You turned around and hoped you caught a good time to apologise, ignoring the amount of papers on his desk. You took a seat on his bed.

„I didn’t think you’d come to see me today.“ He said before you could start. His hands were nervously playing with a strand of hair that was falling in front of his eyes. He was sitting on the chair by his desk. „I thought you hated me.“ He then mumbled, a dry joke that carried more truth than humour with it.

„You know I don’t.“ You whispered back and plucked at the soft bedding. You took a breath. Here goes nothing. „Listen, I’m sorry for the way I talked to you yesterday.“

Sabo sharply looked up. „Hm?“

„I know I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did. I reacted like a child and that was stupid and immature. I trust you and I know you would never… do something like that, I don’t know why I let my insecurities get the best of me like that. But I’m sorry,“ You softly spoke, looking up from your fingers and catching his blue eyes. „I understand why you felt like you had to help her. And I’m sorry for going all crazy on you.“

No one spoke. The only thing you could hear was the rushing of your blood in your ears, your fingers now twitching nervously. Sabo was just looking at you, mouth slightly opened. Then, as if finally coming back to his senses, he started to shake his head. Softly at first, but then stronger.

„No.“

You frowned. „No?“ Sabo jumped up from his seat and crossed the room with fast steps, letting himself sit down next to you. His fingers found yours automatically and you let out a surprised sound.

„You shouldn’t apologise for something that was my fault, really. I should have noticed my behaviour and taken a few steps back. I behaved like an ass and didn’t even notice… didn’t think about how you would feel and I’m sorry about that.“ He took a small breath, eyes searching yours. „I really mean it, Y/N. I’m sorry. I told her I can’t spend time with her today, because I want, no— wait, need, to see you. I should have told her that days ago. I made a mistake.“

„I thought you forgot about me.“ You confessed before you could stop yourself, words barely coming out of your mouth. But Sabo heard you. „And then you said you can’t even meet me. I got hurt… and…“

„I would never.“ But he still felt like he kind of did. And some part of him hated himself for that. For causing this mess. For making you feel this way. It was never his intention to do that. God, he wished he could just turn back and change his behaviour.

„Sabo,“ you then said . „Why didn’t you come last night? You always…“ You didn’t explain further, but he already understood.

He looked away, his blonde hair now falling in front of his eyes. „I didn’t think you’d want to see me.“

„Well, you’re stupid to think that.“ You then said and softly punched his shoulder. „Maybe I wouldn’t have talked to you, but cuddling in silence works for me.“

„What?“ He raised his head again, eyes glinting with relief. „One minute after I apologise and you’re back to physically hurting me?“

You huffed out, feeling the butterflies in your tummy coming back to life. A smile quickly found itself back on your features and Sabo’s heart jumped when he noticed the familiar traces of your real smile. He mimicked your expression.

„I love you.“ He then said softly and pushed you into his arms. „Don’t be mad at me again.“

You hummed, squeezing your face between the space of his shoulder and neck. The smell of him found itself back to you and you inhaled deeply, finally feeling at peace. „I love you too, but if I see her, or anyone, sit on my chair one more time…“

And then he laughed, deep and full of amusement. It made your heart jump. He pushed his whole weight on you and soon enough, your back was hitting the soft mattress. You could swear you were laying on something that poked your back, but you couldn’t care less. Sabo was propping himself up on his elbow, looking down on you. „What will you do then, hm? Fight a princess? Burn the chair?“ He giggled this time and you puffed out your cheeks. „Also, aren’t you supposed to be in the hall right now?“

„Don’t make fun of me, idiot.“ Ignoring the last statement,  „You do talk big for someone who has a ink stain on his cheek.“ You giggled at the face he gave you and giggled even harder when he tried to rub the stain away — but there was no stain to begin with. After a few seconds of him trying to clean the invisible spot, he noticed your little prank too. His smile grew.

„Oh, now you’re getting cheeky.“ And then his warm lips finally found themselves on top of yours, silencing your laughter.

[midnightluck]

I love your writing and your take on Ace, Sabo, and their dynamic with the rest of the Whitebeard Pirates. For your prompts maybe a universe where Thatch runs into Sabo undercover and drags him back to the Moby Dick in a "must feed this child" style and then Ace is face to face with his dead brother? You don't have to follow the prompt that closely, I just love how you portray Sabo interacting with Ace and the WB pirates.

what’s that, you want more of my favorite thing ever? well, if you insist!

“Heads up,” a cheerful voice says, and Thatch jerks upright and looks for the source. His hair flops into his eyes, and he curses Haruta again.

There’s a blond guy with scars looking at him, and Thatch glances around and says, “What?”

The guy nods towards a kid who’s running away through the crowd. “Kid was gonna pickpocket you,” he says. 

“What?” Thatch squawks. He tries to pat his pockets, but his hands are full, and the movement drops his new bag of apples to the ground. “Hey! Wait!”

“Kid didn’t get anything,” the guy says, scooping up the apples and shoving most of them back in the bag. “Just be more careful, yeah? You’re a pretty easy target with your arms full like that.”

Thatch grimaces; he knows, but Haruta ditched him ten minutes ago with an incoherent squeal and a ‘be right back!’ that was blatantly untrue. “Thanks,” he says, and the guy carefully places the apple bag on top of the box of spices he’s carrying on his hip. “Appreciate the warning.”

The guy nods. “Anytime,” he says, grinning and bouncing an apple on his palm. It looks a lot like the apples in Thatch’s bag. “I love helping chefs. You are a chef, right?”

“The best of ‘em,” Thatch says proudly. He runs a kitchen for the ship on the Grand Line with the highest consistent complement, and he does it damn well. He eyes the bouncing apple, then gives the guy a quick once-over. “You hungry, kid?”

“Always,” the guy says, and the apple rolls off his arm and pops up from his elbow, landing neatly back into the bag. “You offering?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Thatch says. “You saved my wallet; least I can do is feed you.” The grin he gets in return is bright and broad, and just a little bit familiar. “I know you?”

“Nah, don’t think so,” he says, then offers a hand, looks back at Thatch’s full arms, drops it and chuckles. “Need a hand?”

Thatch immediately dumps the spice box, the produce basket, and the apples in the kid’s arms. They weren’t heavy, per se, but it was getting awkward. “Thanks,” he says. “My sibling was supposed to help me out, but–poof. You know.”

“Siblings,” the guy agrees with an eye roll, shifting the load and trailing behind him.

“Are we insulting our siblings?” Haruta asks, appearing out of nowhere. “Cause if we are, my brother here’s the worst–”

“We weren’t insulting siblings,” Thatch cuts in, handing off the heavy parcel of wrapped meats. “We were insulting you.”

Haruta makes an undignified noise, then gives the kid the hairy eyeball. “Have I already been replaced?”

The kid shrugs. “I was here. You weren’t.”

“This is my new favorite sibling,” Thatch immediately declares. “New favorite sibling, this is the least favorite sibling. Haruta, meet–what’s your name?”

“Haruta,” the kid repeats, head tilting and eyes narrowing at the other Commander.

“No, that’s my name; you can’t have it,” Haruta says.

“Haruta of the Whitebeards, Haruta?” the guy asks, and Haruta’s eyebrows go up.

“Yeah,” Haruta says. “Who else did you expect from one of Thatch’s siblings?”

“Division Commander Thatch?” the guy says. “Hey, wait, that’s not fair! You don’t look like your poster at all!”

“Yeah, well, someone here knocked me overboard on our way to the island and washed out all my hair gel,” Thatch says pointedly. Haruta just looks back at him, entirely unashamed. “Is this gonna be a problem?”

“No, not at all,” the guy says. “I just didn’t know I was among celebrities.”

“We’re celebrities,” Thatch tells Haruta. “You hear that? We’re famous.”

“I like you, new guy,” Haruta decides immediately and flings one free arm over the guy’s shoulder. “I’m gonna call you Mister Blue.”

“What? Why?” Thatch asks. “I’m sure he has a perfectly good name. Don’t you, kid?”

“I sure do,” Blue says, and then proceeds to shut up and not give it.

“That’s why,” Haruta says. “So, Blue, how’s Thatch convince you to follow him home? Are we keeping you?”

“As much fun as it sounds, I’m afraid I’m spoken for,” Blue says, grinning at Haruta. 

Haruta grins back, and there’s something there that catches Thatch’s attention. That’s not Haruta’s friendly smile, that’s Haruta’s interested smile.

Well. Shit.

“He saved me from a pickpocket,” Thatch says. “I was an easy target because my hands were full because someone ditched me in the middle of shopping.”

“So you got his wallet back?”

“I stopped him from losing it,” Blue demurs.

Thatch squints from one to the other. “I feel like there’s a conversation here that I’m not getting.”

“That’s because there is,” Haruta tells him, eyes still on Blue.

“I’m sure I have no idea what you could mean,” the kid says, but he’s still grinning.

Thankfully, they’re at the docks already, and Thatch dumps his load of groceries into the little launch they’d taken over. “Okay,” he says, finally pulling back his hair again. “So you coming to dinner or not?”

“Oh,” Blue says, eyes on Haruta, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Thatch tosses a quick braid back over his shoulder and turns to catch Haruta’s eye. Haruta’s smile is sharp, but not predator sharp, and Haruta doesn’t say no, so that’s as good as agreement.

“Great, then help me get this boat outta here,” he says, and with all of them working on it, they’re on the water in no time.

“Been on this island long?” Haruta asks as they set off.

“Oh, not very,” Blue says. “Lovely place, though, isn’t it?”

“Oh, very,” Haruta echoes back. “What’s your favorite part?”

“The company, of course. You meet the most interesting people.”

“Don’t you just,” Haruta says, sitting forward to brace hands on knees. “You from around here?”

“Oh, I shouldn’t say so,” the kid answers. “I’m more of a come-and-go sort, honestly. You know the type, I’m sure.”

“Oh, of course; most of our siblings are similar.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard,” Blue says, and Haruta sits upright and stares at him.

“I dunno what your deal is, kid,” Thatch breaks in, “but baiting Haruta is usually a bad idea. You know, just so you know.”

“Oh, I know,” Blue says and grins, something almost as sharp as Haruta’s, “but I never met a bad idea I didn’t like.”

“Seems like a dangerous way to live,” Haruta says, and then they arrive.

“Stop playing for a second and help me get this stuff to the mess,” Thatch says, and thankfully they do.

The process goes faster with three people, and Thatch is already putting a massive pan on the stove when the last bag is brought in. “You two start peeling potatoes,” Thatch says, shoving them towards a corner. “You can at least be productive while you have your weird flirting battle.”

“It’s not–”

“We’re not battling–”

“–he’s a kid, I wouldn’t–”

“–exchange of information–”

“Ha! I knew it! You’re totally a spy–”

Thatch slams knives down on the small table between them. “Peel,” Thatch says, and stomps out to find Ace.

Ace is, as always, napping in the shade of the main cabin. Thatch, with his limited patience, grabs him by a boot and starts hauling. “Come earn your keep,” he says grimly as Ace snorts and flails himself awake. “I need you to preheat the oven and light the range.”

“Am I just a walking match to you?” Ace snarls, scrabbling around to get on his feet. “Hey, leggo! I can walk.”

“You’re my favorite match, if it helps,” Thatch offers, dropping his ankle and letting him stand upright. “C’mon, c’mon, dinner’s gonna be late, and we have guests.”

“Guests?” Ace repeats, blinking. “Where’d we get guests?”

“I found a stray and Haruta adopted him,” Thatch says, chivving Ace along in front of him. “C’mon, you know how cast iron is–”

“I know, I know, I’m going! It’s not like–”

Ace crashes to a stop and Thatch crashes into his back. “Ace?” he asks.

“Who,” Ace says flatly, “is that.”

“Who, blue boy here?” Haruta says, looking up. “We’re calling him Blue ‘cause he won’t tell us his name.”

Blue glances up from his potato and grins. “Nice to meet you!”

“No, it’s not,” Ace says. “What are you doing here?”

Blue blinks. “Just passing through?”

Ace’s shoulders and back ignite, and his hands clench into fists. “Don’t lie,” he says. “You don’t lie to me.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean?” Blue says, putting on a clueless smile. Haruta side-eyes him, then scoots away.

“Who are you,” Ace repeats. “And how did you find me?”

“I really don’t–” the kid starts, and Ace growls. It’s low and threatening, and Thatch inches back, but the kid just huffs and throws up his hands. “I’m sure it wouldn’t be hard to find you; it’s not like you’re subtle. But I’m really just here for the food; I wasn’t looking for you or anyone else.”

“Why not,” Ace says. It’s heavy with rage, and he’s starting to shake. “How dare you come here for anything but me.”

“Make up your mind,” the kid snaps, getting to his feet. “You’re mad that I found you; how dare I not? Talk about ego.”

Ace takes a step forward and throws a punch, and the kid tucks under it and away like it’s nothing. “Missed me,” he taunts. “Thought you were supposed to be good at this.”

“If you boys are gonna fight, take it out of my kitchen,” Thatch says, but neither of them listen. 

“Yeah, I missed you,” Ace says, and his fists light up too. “We all missed you. You made Luffy cry.”

“I–Luffy?” the guy says, stopping. He sways once in place, then blinks, and there’s suddenly something in his face that wasn’t there before. “Ace?” he says, and takes a step forward, holding out one hand. “Ace, I–”

And then the kid straight-up swoons in the middle of Thatch’s kitchen, and the only reason he doesn’t land in the basket of peeled potatoes is because Ace catches him.

Ace sinks to his knees, hauling the stranger up, but the kid is well and truly passed out. He leans down anyway and presses his forehead to the guy’s and whispers something at him.

The moment holds, and then Thatch puts his hands on his hips. “What,” he says, “was that?”

“What’d you do to him?” Haruta says, crouching down next to them. “I hope you didn’t hurt him; I like Blue.”

“Sabo,” Ace says. His hands clench tight on the guy, and when he looks up there’s tears on his face. “His name’s Sabo. And I–I think he just remembered.”