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Title: New Day

(Chapter 15 of Doflamingo’s Marine Series)

*Crossposted to AO3 Here*

Chapter Pairings: Doflamingo x Reader

Chapter Warnings: language, non con, dubious consent, fingering, vaginal sex, anal sex, angst, references to past chapters’ physical abuse, toxic relationship

Chapter Synopsis: The day after your near fatal incident instigated by Sir Crocodile, the rumor mill is churning both within and outside the palace walls as everyone now tries to understand what you really are to Doflamingo. Everyone including the demon at the center of it all himself.

Chapters: 1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  6,  7,  8,  9,  10,  11,  12, 13, 14, 15, 16

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It was a brand new morning. A beautiful day with the sun shining as the dark haired woman strode through the outdoor market. Even this early, music was already drifting from nearby, guitar strings were strumming as vendors finished setting up for their day.

Despite the rising tempo of that musician’s fingers over those strings, no one Viola saw was yet in a hurry. No one seemed nervous. She could hear laughter as people greeted one another, passing in the street. She could see their smiles.

This was her island and her people, briefly feeling to her as they always should have. 

The Donquixote soldiers that were meant to be acting as her guards, she’d ordered to stay as far back from her as possible.

They would not be ruining this rare taste of freedom for her as she did come upon an older man seated on a stool with a guitar. The origin of the sound she’d been hearing for several minutes on her morning walk as she nodded down to him.

“Good morning, Señor. That song you were playing, it’s a favorite of mine. I was hoping to meet you.” She complimented him.

“Ah, you’re too young to know it.” He paused, a little surprised at her attention. But smiling gently at her all the same. “My wife taught it to me years ago. She sang and I played back then.”

And the way he said this, with that brief look in his eyes as he did, she knew what he really meant. 

A wife that was no longer here. Someone that had been taken from him. But Viola still smiled softly. Because that sadness wasn’t an emotion she would want to truly lose. It was the shadow that love left behind. It was all they had left.

“My sister and I would attempt to sing that song.” She shared with him in return. “But she was the far better singer than me. She passed two years ago.”

This was the polite way people in Dressrosa referenced that tumultuous time, when hell had first opened its gates within their country.

And that devil’s sycophants were now the ones lingering, growing further impatient a few food stalls away.

But Doflamingo’s guards could wait. They could wait forever for all she cared.

“I suppose I haven’t tried much since then…to sing I mean. So would you play that song one more time please, Señor? It’s been so long. But today seems a bit special I think. I’d like to try to sing it again.” She told him.

And he laughed. “You young people and your romantic hearts! I’m sure you’ll be at the colosseum with all of the others today then? It seems quite fast doesn’t it? But I suppose no man wants to be alone forever. Even a king!” Yet he didn’t leave her time to agree or disagree, amused at her as he began strumming those opening chords once more.

A surprise announcement had come from the palace last night. Spreading quickly across the island all before midnight curfew.

This afternoon all were invited, or rather expected at the Corrida Colosseum. And the king himself would be in attendance. Unusual as of late, as he’d been devoting so much time to his growing underworld alone.

Those secret dealings seemingly his only focus all until that trip he’d taken to Mariejois, to the kingdom some called heaven. Something about a war on a distant island that he didn’t want the marines interceding in. Long enough ago now that Viola had gotten to bear witness to the accumulating changes in him every day since.

“In the heavens I would have power…” Viola’s voice began carefully, not fully out of tune. But certainly out of practice as she began the first verse in time with the man’s guitar.

And you, the marine woman that the officers’ whispers and minds had said Doflamingo had actually coveted for years, the one he’d first consummated with there at the home of the gods, would also be his official guest at the colosseum this evening.

Speculation was running wild through the citizens now of what this could all mean.

In the beginning Viola had not cared, except to pity you. She knew that all Doflamingo was was the thin skin of a man pulled tightly over the bones of a demon.

Yet an incident had occurred at the palace yesterday, enough to shake even her cynical heart.

“This night like the darkness within a well. With a knife made of moonlight I would cut the bars of your jail...” Her words kept on.

Doflamingo had kept her hidden away ever since your arrival. Yet more evidence that something may really be different here.

He didn’t want her to know his real plans for you. He didn’t want the two of you to meet.

Not yet.

“If I were the queen of the daylight, of the wind, and the sea, I would tie my own slave ropes in exchange for your freedom…”

The man who had never once hesitated to punish her by showing her the most grotesque and violent thoughts of what he’d like to do to new prey had suddenly been keeping everything to himself.

Why should it matter for her to know exactly how he wanted to break you? Rape you and defile you. Grind your will to dust, and then discard you once bored as he had to so many other men and women that had briefly caught his eye.

“Ay sorrow, little sorrow, sorrow of my heart…”

Doflamingo was a passionate man, even a romantic one in truth. But just at that most carnal level she had thought.

“I don’t wan’t flowers, money, or adulation.”

Violence, seduction, and jealousy were the only notes he excelled at within that complicated dance.

But yesterday there had been a culmination of tensions. Viola had been astonished to hear that panic going through the castle, to see it in so many anxious minds.

You had fought Trebol. You had fought Doflamingo himself.

And suicide is what that choice was, no matter the circumstances. Because it had never mattered to Doflamingo before whether or not someone was innocent. To go against the executives in any way, even in self defense, was absolute suicide. It was an attack on Doflamingo himself.

But maybe you weren’t the coward that she felt she was to hide amongst them. Maybe you had already refused her fate and chosen your own exit instead.

She would not have blamed you. 

Yet all evening she had stressed. Wondering how Doflamingo would cover up your death. But every moment that she still even remembered who you were had been equally confusing. 

Why hadn’t he at least brought you to Sugar?

But finally, late that night, something in her had insisted she show a bit of her own remnants of a spine. She had dared to use her sight to scan the palace for the king or yourself and learn the truth. She’d expected the worst. Your body torn apart, and new horrific tortures she’d never be able to unsee.

Yet that was not what she had found.

“I want you to let me cry for your sorrows, and to be at your side my dear, drinking the tears of your loneliness…”

Doflamingo was with you, yes. But not in one of the dungeons. Not with you screaming or begging for him to stop and to release you with death at last.

The Heavenly Demon had been curled around you in his own bed, clinging to you with a seeming level of anxiety she’d never witnessed in that creature before.

He had been watching you as you slept, a stricken look on his face.

“My eyes hurt because I look without seeing you…”

And this was the real reason Viola now spun, unable to stop from finally dancing a bit as well in the continued rhythm of that man’s guitar.

“Sorrow of my heart that flows within my veins, with the strength of a hurricane…”

Doflamingo was afraid.

“Sorrow, the same as a cloud of darkness and flint. A runaway colt that knows not where it goes…” 

Doflamingo had a weakness at last.

“It’s a desert of sand, sorrow, it’s my glory in a jail. Ay, jail! Ay sorrow! Little sorrow…”

And it was a woman.

Viola had decided that she would do everything in her power to further your influence now.

She would force herself to live long enough to see if this little crack in him could spread.

A new opening in his blackened heart that may one day be big enough to force her dagger through.

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Last night Doflamingo had remained strange. Mostly silent as his focus stayed split between his real body and what you assumed was the string clone still working for him somewhere else in the castle.

After making you eat, there had been that brief feel of tenderness though as you’d both undressed and he’d brought you into his shower.

The same powder of glass that’d still been in your hair from the fight, he’d then helped you to wash clean. 

That and Trebol’s remaining mucus too. The warlord had kept you from losing your balance on your still weak legs, standing in the water’s spray with you as you’d scrubbed off the last of that residue.

You’d felt his cock against you too, half hard again without either of you even speaking to one another. But he hadn’t fucked you. 

After drying back off, drinking, and eating more of the food his servants brought, you’d then fallen asleep nude in his bed even before the sun had set.

At times last night you’d felt his movements beside you. But he still didn’t talk. He didn’t make you open your eyes and interact with him.

And you were fine with that.

He’d already hurt you enough for one day. You’d had nothing else you wanted to give him as you’d kept up the imitation of sleep while he’d held you tightly.

The same as he still was now as you finally did look to the ceiling again. Just the faintest bit of new sunlight was escaping the edges of his closed curtains.

It remained dim here within his bedroom, cave like really as you felt his steady breathing against your skin. His face buried against your neck, his arms wrapped around your torso, and his legs curled up to trap your own.

But your body still ached. Now with those newest additions of a severely bruised sternum and ribs to match from you taking his hits nearly full on yesterday without armament.

He’d never given any further apology either. And the more you’d thought of even that briefest one, you’d realized it was only a-

Sorry I misread that situation.

Sorry their mistakes made me do that. 

Not actual self-accountability. Not even a hint that he wouldn’t do it all again if fed bad information once more.

And you were stuck still reliving it. Hearing the door rip apart, and the glass break as he came for you, The pain when he threw you down and the pressure when you couldn’t breathe.

But that would fade as the bruises did. You knew in time you’d move on from that. Just like anytime you’d been hurt in the field, anytime you’d been knocked down before.

The thing you couldn’t shake as cleanly was how much it hurt inside as well this time. Because it wasn’t just physical pain any longer.

It’d hurt to look up at the man you still wanted as they’d started to crush your chest in.

That was a torture that should never happen to anyone.

But something touched your face and you startled from your spiraling thoughts.

Your head turned and you saw a crimson eye narrowed at you. The milky white one beside it still mostly closed against your shoulder as the pad of his finger wiped your newly wet cheek.

“Are you ever going to stop crying?” Doflamingo’s voice asked so abruptly then. Deep, but quiet in its continued proximity to you.

“I didn’t know that I was.” You answered honestly, caught off guard and letting the heel of your hand wipe the rest of that dampness away as you looked back to the ceiling.

He made a noise in response. Dismissive, but you could still feel his gaze on you.

“What’s done is done. It’s over.” He said next, making the easy assumption of what still had you rattled. And that bit of irritation was resuming in him already because of it.

But he didn’t know the real extent. You were sure that he didn’t.

“Sorry.” You were the one to say that useless word then. But you were just trying to end the subject. Trying to make him stop.

“You’re not.” He contended. 

And your eyes did look back to him then. Fresh concern in your expression no doubt.

But you felt him just stretching his legs back out. His cock was soft, but it grazed you as he adjusted his hips. He was laying on his side with his body pressed to you so firmly still.

“What more do you want from me?” He spoke against your ear now. As if you were the one still being unreasonable. “I didn’t even maim you. What do you think I would have done to any other person on this island that took matters into their own hands as you did? Regardless of why.” He said next. His hand was sliding across your stomach now.

But his fingers just kept moving lower before you could answer. The longest finger, his middle one, parted your slit in one smooth movement to begin rubbing your clit.

And just like that it was all about what your body could give him again. 

Whether you were ready for this or not.

And apparently you were not. Not as you heard your own voice so suddenly, firing back at him. “Well…did you fuck me yesterday morning too? Because that didn’t help! I woke up with strangers in the room, and then had that running down my leg. It could have been anyone!” 

You’d taken that disgust out on Trebol too you were sure. Everything was connected in this continued trauma. 

The movement of Doflamingo’s finger paused at your outburst. 

That red eye stared at you, sharp and narrowed as he lifted his head again.

“Watch your tone with me, woman.”

Two of his fingers pushed right into your entrance then with that warning. He hooked those fingers actually, the pressure making your expression change.

“Doffy,” You grunted because it hurt.

It was meant to hurt.

“Of course I fucked you. And I don’t care if you could feel it or not. If you could remember it or not. I need you, you stupid bitch.” He answered though, with that tone of hatefulness reemerging all over again. 

But you were watching his face. 

You saw when he swallowed. When the contempt began to change to a more general upset the more aroused he became. “I can’t stop. Not when you’re the only thing that feels right.”

And there was the additional cruelty of his own inconsistent feelings. 

He’d berate you. He’d hurt you, and in the very next breath he’d practically infer that he couldn’t exist without you.

His lips were on your jaw then too. You felt his tongue ghost against your skin.

His teeth nipped that same skin. “So quit acting like you don’t understand. Like you don’t want me too…you need this. You need me.”

The two fingers inside of you were now beginning to slide in and out. They pumped into you as his tongue stretched out further this time, leaving a long wet streak across the side of your face.

“But if you really are so offended…then do something about it. Punish me. Make me feel it. Fuck me back.” He taunted next.

“What?” You breathed, at a frustrating loss for his exact meaning while his fingers continued mercilessly. The way he’d said this gave away that it was now something different he was asking for.

“I’ll let you. I’d do that for you.” He grunted, his hips shifting suddenly as you now felt the tip of that awakened cock rubbing against you.

“I don’t…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” And the words were already getting harder to say. 

Harder to think of as you felt yourself getting wetter for him regardless. His fingers moving in and out so much easier now.

“Your cunt wants a break doesn’t it?” His crudeness continued. “Your ass too after what I did to you, right? I fucked you so hard when I was in there the other night, didn’t I?”

And you were feeling more heat inside of you with every insulting word. 

But he was starting to smile again. He looked so hungry actually. “Then do it to me. I’ll show you how.”

His thumb was back over your clit, working it in tandem to his fingers now quickening their already rough pace inside.

“Cum for me, and then I’ll let you fuck me. We’re both going to feel good today after the shit we got put through. We deserve this.”

Oh, so now you were a team all of the sudden? As if the power imbalance here wasn’t still so extreme.

But it didn’t matter.

Not when Doflamingo’s tongue was now forcing its way past your teeth.

You heard and felt him moan into your mouth. It was so dirty. So unrestrained really as your thighs opened up even more for him.

You were both disgustingly pathetic. 

And the wet sound of his fingers in and out of you only made everything that much worse as you started clenching around his fingers.

That tension was building in your belly.

“Cum for me…let go. You’re so close already aren’t you, love?” He broke the kiss enough to say this against your mouth. Right before he nipped your bottom lip.

The sharp little pain was almost simultaneous to that whip like feel. Like a tightening rope finally snapping inside as you felt your body tremble and hot fluid wash over his fingers.

Doflamingo inhaled sharply, looking down at the unexpected mess that had made.

The humiliation you felt was instant, but the remnants of the full body orgasm he’d just given you weren’t easily dismissed either.

You were panting.

And you heard him laugh. He laughed before his face was then nuzzling back into yours.

“I guess I should have let you take a piss before we started, huh?”

It wasn’t excessive. But it was well enough for you both to know that couldn’t all be female ejaculate. Enough to make a wet spot you could now feel beneath you on the bed.

“Asshole.” You muttered, even with his face still warmly against yours.

“It means I fucking rocked that sweet spot, didn’t I, marine?” He sounded all too smug in response. And even more flirty too as he kissed the side of your face. “Don’t be embarrassed, lover…even though you’re goddamn cute when you are. We’re not done yet anyway. Now it’s my turn.”

His grin widened too then as his fingers finally slid back out of you. He just wiped that hand on the dryer portion of the bedsheets before he flung the blankets fully away to better expose himself to you.

Doflamingo let go of you to move onto his back, propping himself into the pillows and looking so comfortable then before he motioned to the nightstand.

“Be a good, wet girl for me then, and crawl over there to get the biggest one so we can play some more. It’s all or nothing for me.” And he sounded like he was goddamn bragging. Bragging and commanding you all at once as your mind had yet to fully accept what was now happening here.

You were still trying to process the orgasm that had made your legs feel like jelly all over again.

What in the fuck was your actual life in this moment as you did crawl across the mattress eventually, then on your knees at its edge before you could reach the drawer of his nightstand and pull it open.

Which was a sight that really should not have been meant for your naive eyes. There were toys in there that you didn’t even know the use of. Intimidating things you were afraid to even goddamn touch as you peered down into that private stash. 

Packs of condoms were there too, different kinds of lubes, and more…pills? They weren’t the same shape or color as the ones you’d taken before. They were in a clear bag, beside another bag with some kind of white powder inside of it.

The fuck was that?

You did not want to reach your hand in.

“Just grab a dildo, woman. This doesn’t have to be complicated.” Doflamingo chided. A little louder then, getting more impatient.

And you did have to force yourself. Pushing the unknown things out of the way to sort through some of the more familiar looking style of toys.

You pulled one out that seemed to be the largest like he’d requested, and it looked entirely painful by your personal standards. Bigger than any of those he’d used on you the other night. But honestly, very close to his own physical size once you glanced back at him with the toy in your hand.

“That’ll do.” He smirked. “I couldn’t remember how many I still had in there.” 

And he settled back even further into the pillows, putting his arms briefly behind his head as he began spreading his legs.

“Don’t worry about lube, beautiful…let me see you use that mouth of yours instead.”

“What?” You stared. 

His always impressive cock was flushed with blood by this point, hard for this long already without any relief. Rising up from that fine blond pubic hair and pointing firmly towards the ceiling as he held his thighs open shamelessly to show you it all. 

One of his hands did move back down, lifting his own sack off of the mattress as he began to palm it.

“Suck the toy, marine. Deep throat that if you can. I want it good and wet before I show you how to really take it.”

But you didn’t want to. Your hesitation clearly said as much.

And his reactions were becoming that much sharper in response.

“Oh goddamn it, don’t be so high maintenance. Anything in that drawer was already washed. It’s clean.”

Your eyebrows still lowered. Yes, even you knew how arbitrary it seemed on the things you would finally resist him on. 

But the way he was leering at you, the way his legs were spread eagle and waiting like you owed him this. This wasn’t even an experience you had had before.

And something about it made you feel more like a whore than ever.

“What is wrong with you?” Came his exasperated tone next when you still hadn’t put that dildo in your mouth.

And your shoulders sank. He was on that edge of getting angry all over again. 

“If you fucking cry one more time…” He still fussed as your posture had changed however. That blood vessel starting to show in his forehead. “I already said I was sorry, (Y/N)!”

That damn word again. But it sounded so petulant this time.

So desperate.

“Just give me that, you idiot.” And a string had jerked the dildo from your hand. Pulling it away from you and into his grip instead as his tongue angrily ran out to run the length of it.

He put the whole thing in his own mouth soon after even as he glared at you.

Spit edged from his lips as he began to suck it. 

You were of course stunned once more. Discomfort still there for you too as you watched this inexplicable scene while Doflamingo’s cheeks hollowed out with that purposeful sucking. And he didn’t choke at all, nearly the full length of the toy then within his mouth as he pumped it in and out briefly while watching you spitefully.

When he did pull it all the way out again, spit was fully down his chin and soaked across that toy.

He did not care.

“That’s how it’s fucking done.” He growled, but still not looking away from your face. “Get over here. Now.”

And you did comply again then. But with that unwillingness still in your expression as you crawled back to him on the bed.

As soon as you were close enough though, his hand that was not holding the toy shot up to catch you by your throat.

You made a defensive sound and he smirked as he felt the resistance of your armament already beneath his squeezing hand.

“Why does everything have to be this difficult lately? I thought we were having fun.” He lamented, actually unable to make you choke that easily in how strongly your armament was then shielding you. You weren’t as weak as you’d been yesterday.

And he sighed when you still wouldn’t submit to this even rougher play. But he smiled again as he let you go just as abruptly. He finally used the back of his hand to wipe his chin then.

“I just want you to fuck me, lover…I don’t take rejection well you know. You’re hesitating too much. You’re hurting my feelings.”

The last words were said mockingly. But he was still goddamn insane, as usual. Just jumping from one emotion to the next. Had either of you even been awake long enough yet to already be going through all of this?

You took a deep breath. “I’m not rejecting you, Doffy. I’m just-“ Overwhelmed? Depressed? Traumatized?

“I just want things not to hurt. I don’t want anything else to hurt right now.” You managed, but still feeling at a complete loss of how to make someone like him understand any of this if even for a moment. 

And the responding coldness in his eyes was far from comforting as he grabbed your wrist this time, bringing you onto his lap to straddle him.

“But life is pain. So why ask me for the impossible?” His tone was still short, but his volume did quiet as he held you there. 

With you there between his legs, he brought that still wet dildo down between you both. He inhaled, letting your wrist go as he reached to grab himself again. He was then holding his own balls up and out of the way as he moved that toy beneath them.

He still spoke to you as he did, his eyes on yours as he angled it against his own opening that you could not see. “The important thing is that we can now hurt together. You have me. And I’m showing you my pain too, aren’t I? I’m letting you in.”

And he groaned a little, you getting to see that true discomfort move across his face as the tip first entered him.

You were silent as Doflamingo breathed deeper, him pausing as if to adjust to even that much of it inside of him.

“Damn. It really has been a while...” He said, like he was a bit taken aback himself at the new feeling.

But with it now started, his large hand moved back over your wrist.

His grip was warm, and far more gentle this time as he guided your hand to the base of that toy.

“I want it to be you.” He breathed again. There was no mask of a smile any longer. Just this man looking up at you needfully, anxiously even as he made your hand close around the toy. “Push it in, love. Fast or slow…whatever feels right to you. I trust your judgement…please.”

And even if you were sure that every new word of his was fully intended to make you have the exact reaction that you now were, this still wasn’t something you could control.

You felt the new heat in your chest as his tone had changed. You were embarrassed again. It felt like you’d never even had sex before all of the sudden.

And of course you hadn’t like this. Not with the roles reversed this way.

You knew what it felt like for you though, to have that pressure just edging your entrance. The longer you made him wait, the less kind that would be, wouldn’t it?

Oh, you were so in over your head though. Yourself flustered and him still never looking away from you as you finally did start to push it in him.

Doflamingo gasped quietly, his lips parting in a way that immediately had you feeling some kind of way between your own legs again.

Your body was fully confused in this moment actually. 

But his wasn’t. You saw his abdominal muscles tense and even his cock twitch as you still slid that thick toy gradually deeper inside of this man.

The resistance was weird, but you could tell he was relaxing as much as he could. You were being so mindful of his expressions too. Even pausing to let him adjust again whenever you’d see that brief flit of pain reenter his eyes.

And something about that level of care from you did bring a rare softer look across his attractive face. “I knew it…” He chuckled despite himself. “If you had a dick, you’d be so gentle with it at first. Wouldn’t you, my love? So responsible with your weapons.”

He was smiling again then, a fully pleasured one before he let out a small moan when you did continue pressing in again.

“Almost flush…come on.” He said next. His eyes were going half lidded too. A near look of adoration in them now for you. “It feels so good, woman…don’t stop.”

It was hard to look away from those rare emotions either, you not wanting to miss out on any of what he was now offering you in return.

But you also found yourself uneasy to finally realize that all of that toy but the bit you were still holding onto had now disappeared.

It was all the way in. He’d really taken it so well.

And he was still laying on his back beneath you, thighs spread wantonly with his head and shoulders just barely propped up in the pillows as a new urge overcame you.

You left the toy fully in him as you moved back up that long torso of his just enough to kiss him again.

And this surprised him. Likely so much of his focus already just on that sensation of being filled, waiting for you to start thrusting before your mouth was abruptly over his.

But he certainly didn’t stop you. Far from it as his mouth opened in return, wanting to taste you again immediately as you felt his hips roll. His hand grabbed into your hair to hold you to him long enough to deepen that kiss as well.

“Oh, fuck,” Doflamingo breathed against your lips in between kisses, nipping them briefly again when he didn’t want to let go of you. “You don’t know what you do to me…no one…they didn’t do it like this.”

And he wasn’t even making sense now. 

But he was trying to.

So you did pull back a little, your hand then stroking down his chest as you listened to him.

And even that additional soft touch set him off too. His hips rolled hard again as he looked at you desperately. “Why…why are you like this? Why are you so good to me?” He managed, finally articulating what he really meant with the last words. “Why are you so kind to me?”

Of course that question stunned you all over again. But not just for hearing it from his mouth. Because you weren’t sure how he’d even come to that conclusion, and right now of all times.

“I…what did I do?” You asked genuinely, letting him begin kissing your jawline again when you hadn’t yet moved back fully away yet.

“This. Goddamnit all of this.” His frustration was palpable. But he didn’t want to stop. “You…you don’t just fuck me. You kiss me…you hold me. You pet me…it drives me fucking crazy.”

Really? Just because of those simple things?

Your own surprise was surely evident. In all the bodies he must have partaken of through the years, you were somehow a standout?

And for what?

Just for being intimate with him? For giving instead of just taking or cowering?

“Doffy…don’t you get it?” You asked him suddenly then. Your hand was still warm over his chest. You had paused your palm there as you could feel his heartbeat beneath his muscles. That beat was growing faster. “I give you what I would want. I mean…why wouldn’t I do that?”

And his hand moved over yours against his chest. He squeezed your hand, very tightly but not quite painful.

He smirked darkly. “You…are either the best or the worst thing that has ever happened to me in this hellhole.” But his hips moved again as that laugh of his emanated out. “So fuck me like you love me. Finish me properly.“

Almost gently he pushed you back then, back down to sit near his open legs again as he put your hand back on the end of that toy.

It was clear what he wanted most now, rolling his hips again as he watched you needfully. 

And so you did it. No more stalling as you gave your monster what he wanted. Thrusting that toy at whatever speed he would take.

First slow, and then faster as you got to watch the king of Dressrosa begin to fully unravel for you. 

But you felt no guilt. Nor did he want you to. Doflamingo’s approval was clear in the way he threw his head back and even arched against the mattress the more you pressed.

“Fuck…yes, it’s been too long…yes, just like that…” He moaned as those claws of his began fisting into the bedsheet. 

And before long it was your own name repeatedly leaving his panting chest.

You would have been lying to say it wasn’t making new slick between your own legs to hear his normally prideful voice start to break for you that way too.

But you were still more focused on what you were doing to him. Not what it was causing in you as his eyes met yours again.

“Harder…I know you can. Please, (Y/N).” He was already speaking in gasps now. But you still obliged, feeling like you were holding a damn dagger by this point.

Being told to stab it into him over and over, working your wrist and your arm to do so.

His poor cock looked to be painful by now as well as it bobbed in the air with the continued movement of his hips, nothing to thrust into as it leaked precum all over the head.

And in all of his panting and the increasing volume of your name across his lips like some kind of prayer, the thought did finally cross your mind to do something with that neglected cock.

He didn’t deserve it of course. Not after all he’d already done to you. You’d just told him how messed up it’d been that he’d still fucked you when you were blacked out too. You’d told him you wanted a break from hurting. 

But his moans kept on. This shameless motherfucker who could abuse you so thoroughly, and then turn around the very next day and gladly put on a vulnerable display like this.

Your own renewed slick was now thick enough to actually begin edging out. Gravity bringing a hint of it onto your thigh in the way you were currently positioned as your hand still moved to keep fucking Doflamingo.

You didn’t want to get pounded by him yet. You really didn’t as your body was still very unhappy in all the damage it had accumulated recently.

But just being filled yourself for a moment? You could tolerate that couldn’t you? He wasn’t going to be lasting much longer anyway. The changing rhythm of his panting always gave him away when he was already this near climax.

What would his face be if you did this though? Would that expression be worth any additional price you were about to pay?

His eyes were closed now, he was living for those sensations you were rocking through his body as his hips moved in time with your non stop thrusting of that toy. 

Which made it trickier. Keeping your hand and arm movement going, thankfully with some marine stamina to help you out there as you raised up onto your spread knees.

Just open enough to fit him between your thighs of course.

And the mattress movement as you shifted wasn’t enough to warn him. Even if it was, he likely thought you were only trying to find a more comfortable way to sit.

He couldn’t know anything was actually different until he’d felt the first touch of something against the tip of his weeping cock.

But by the time his eyes had opened, your slick had made that initial push all too easy. Just that brief spike of pressure to clear the head, and that small gasp of pain from you before you had slid down onto as much of his length as you could take.

Your channel squeezed around him immediately as his girth stretched you painfully as always, tight to the point of almost being too much to withstand.

And the absolutely awestruck look on Doflamingo’s face as he fully realized what you’d just done, without even being asked to, was an expression you doubted you’d ever see from him again. He nearly came right then and there with that surprise you were sure.

Only you stopping your thrusting of the toy briefly then as you’d tried to adjust to him inside of you had allowed him that extra time to process this.

You were still having to hold yourself up a little as well, not wanting to put too much pressure against your cervix as you watched the man beneath you try to remember his own voice. 

You had rendered the Heavenly Demon speechless. Though his hands wasted no time finding your hips, helping you steady yourself on his length.

Reflexively you tightened on him again and you felt his cock twitch inside of you in response.

He took another shaky breath, still staring at you like you weren’t even human any longer. Like you had materialized straight from the heavens to anoint him with this dual pleasure.

“Let go of the toy,” his voice was practically a rasp when it finally did reemerge. “I’ll move it. You just sit there and stay tight on me…god, gods I can’t…I…fuck I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

And he sounded like he was pleading, or dying. Like you were actually killing part of this man.

But you saw his fingers move. You were getting better at seeing his strings too. The tiny glimmers they made even here in the shadows of those still closed curtains.

His strings were now hooked to the toy. He was going to fuck himself while you took care of his cock in the way only you could.

And once that did restart, with the toy moving in and out with his strings and you rocking your hips and squeezing around his attention starved shaft simultaneously, Doflamingo let out a euphoric moan louder than any before it. One they had to have heard all the way downstairs.

And it was your name he was calling out to the world. 

Like a curse and a salvation for him all at once. It was a fucking scream as he finally came.

He was shuddering, thrusting up into you as you felt his cock pulse again and again. Each pump a shot full of his seed, hot and purposeful.

“Yes…goddamn yes,” he was still panting, still trembling as he pulled you down onto his body. His cock continuing to empty itself inside of you as he held you to him.

And you let him do it. You breathed with him, the heat of that fire between you both so apparent again.

It had become make up sex with a king. Reconciliation with your warlord as one of his hands moved back into your hair and the other went protectively across your back.

He was caging you to him as his chest rose and fell. And you closed your eyes in that warmth, silent again just to hear him breathing. 

You did love this part of it. You really did.

If only it was enough to ever outweigh every other fault in you both.

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He’d let the servants open the curtains at last while they’d delivered breakfast at his command. This new sunlight filling the dining area not being something he’d normally ask for. He usually liked it cooler, darker in here within his chambers. A less stimulating environment when he needed that to withdraw to.

But he wanted to see you better this morning. He wanted to appreciate what was still fully novel to him as you sat near him. Just the two of you sharing a quiet breakfast at the long table in his suite.

He’d only pulled on a pair of pants. Shirtless and barefoot, blond hair not even combed yet as he ate while watching you.

Sex always made him hungry. And he knew you were still working from a caloric deficit anyway. He’d figured out already that you ate less and less the more stressed you were.

Like bringing home an exotic pet, he had to learn your environmental quirks. He had to force you to stay healthy enough to survive after all of his personal investment already in you.

And he’d known there’d be an adjustment period. Some violence surely if you were pushed too far, too fast.

But Crocodile had thrown fuel on that fire. And it’d nearly worked. Just like everything that reptile did. The plan was almost good enough, but fell short in the final leg. A stumble right at the finish line.

He hadn’t even called Crocodile yet either. Though Doflamingo’s mind had churned with so many thoughts of revenge and how close he’d really come to losing you. Painfully angry even long into last night as he’d lain awake holding you while thinking of how to fix this.

That sandy fucker had no right to toy with him now. And just like in Scylla, when Doflamingo had had to abruptly pivot, deciding to bring you home then and there after Crocodile’s attack, he’d felt his hand being forced yet again now.

He had to let his enemies know there was no indecisiveness in him. You weren’t just a new distraction they may be able to harm and thereby simply annoy him or force him to negotiate for. 

This wasn’t him just taking a new mistress for fun. This was him setting up the future that he wanted. You were his family now.

And he was going to let the world know. Then if anyone still dared to come for you, they’d have to do so in full knowledge of the scorched earth that would bring them.

No one harmed his family.

“After we eat, I do have some more things to take care of this morning. But I need you dressed in your best marine garb for this afternoon. I’m taking you to the colosseum then. And I’m expecting practically every seat to be filled there. Diamante is quite the promoter for special events like this.”

The piece of potato omelette still on your fork held there for a moment as you glanced over to him. You so casual yourself in some faded marine training shirt, the material thinned enough that he had been enjoying you clearly being braless beneath it.

“To fight?” You asked surprisingly serious.

Enough so that he scoffed, rolling his uncovered eyes at you. You were still an idiot at times. Still a human after all. “To spectate, darling.” Not that the idea of you fully healed, running around the arena breaking jaws with your kicks and slitting throats with that rope dart of yours wasn’t a very strong turn on in its own right.

There weren’t many female gladiators. The public would eat that shit up if you could be flashy enough about it. You were a bit serious when you fought right now.

Maybe after the child came. You’d probably be itching by then for some postpartum violence and a return to form.

You were a warrior after all.

“We’ve fallen off of the front page again in the papers if you hadn’t noticed. I think it’s time for another public appearance.”

“Why would I want to be in the newspaper? Fuck that.” And you did start eating your omelette again then.

It was obvious the drugs were back out of your system at least. Those pills had dulled you so much yesterday. Your attitude was back in full force today.

But he was in a good mood now. Getting to penetrate you while you penetrated him was an itch he had not expected to be so thoroughly scratched this morning. That had been fucking paradise actually. “Because you want to help our dear mother, don’t you?” Doflamingo taunted, smirking in full knowledge of how much this was going to push your buttons.

And you stilled again, giving him a colder look immediately there. “Tsuru?” You still had to ask.

“Obviously.” He confirmed. “I mean, you’re not fully stupid I know.” He was just being a dick for the sake of it now. He was enjoying every additional interaction with you actually. “Haven’t you wondered why she’s been stationed on the same pitiful island chain for weeks upon weeks now? A strategist like her should have had that rebellion extinguished in days.”

“Have you had your hand in it?” You accused abruptly then.

And he was honestly a little surprised at that. But you were still learning him too. He could forgive it for now. He had obviously benefited by her being away there for so long too. Those circumstances alone had practically dropped you into his lap.

“I don’t interfere with Tsuru-san. Not as Joker, not as me. No, I cut all ties with Lyra as soon as she got assigned there. I’m not the one delaying her.” He said honestly, even through the remaining skepticism in your eyes.

“It’s the world government that decided to bury that place, long and slow with blockades she’s been ordered to maintain. And Big News Morgans has started snooping around about it. So many have died. He’ll drag Tsuru’s name through the mud too if he doesn’t have a better story to sell papers with soon. So you and I can be that story and save her the defamation.”

“How many have died?” You were starting to look more bothered. You were realizing you may actually believe him.

As you should, because he was telling the goddamn truth for once. “Probably a good thirty percent of the total population. But nearer fifty, even sixty percent in certain towns. Because the government is also using that rebellion as the perfect testing ground for some new lab grown diseases of theirs. With Tsuru maintaining their blockade, there’s no medical assistance in or out either. No one to tell on them of how unnatural that contagion really is.”

“Then how would you know?” You were still trying to hope he could be wrong.

And there he did grin again, smugly as his legs spread a little once more beneath the table.

“Lover, have you already forgotten what exactly it is I do for a living? I’m not just your personal cock toy…though I am enjoying the benefits of that new role.”

“Then is Tsuru okay…is my crew okay?”

Oh how sad. Like a puppy missing its littermates. “Of course she’s fine. The government didn’t allow the marines to enter any of the diseased towns either. They’ve got Cipher Pol quarantining those. Your little troop has been spending all their time stopping blockade runners and sniping the surviving rebels in the mountains.”

But he saw the way you still didn’t look satisfied. “Why didn’t she tell me…she never said it was that bad.”

“You know how she is. She probably thought you had enough on your plate. Namely…me.” He smiled again.

“I should be with them.” And it was like you were talking to yourself then. The new guilt in your expression was obvious.

But finally here, he did feel that bit of irritation trying to start in him again. Yes, he knew how attached you must still be to your crew. Tsuru had saved you. No different than him pulling Baby 5, Monet, and Sugar from poverty and what would have only been a life of sexual abuse mixed with the constant threat of starvation for those girls otherwise.

And had never touched them. He would never dream of it in that context. They were family.

He could do these things to you though, because he’d seen you as a potential mate even from first sight.

They were like little sisters to him. But you were not. Even if he may tease you as such, with Tsuru as the common maternal thread between you.

“They’re fine without you.” He said carefully. Actually trying not to let his jealousy fully burst out. He didn’t want this good mood ended already. “I need you here.”

And it was intentional, the way he moved with his long arm easily reaching out for his hand to close over yours on top of the table.

“Like I said, we can help Tsuru-san here by being a good distraction. So she doesn’t have to deal with public accusations of mass murder that she has zero control over. I know she’s still been letting some medicine and food get through in secret anyway. She’s doing the best she can while still playing by the government’s rules on the surface. That woman is incorruptible. As always.”

And you still looked sad. Annoying to him really when he was right here in front of you, giving you his full attention this way. He wanted your mind on this feeling between the two of you instead, thinking of him alone. 

“(Y/N).” He said, relaxing his eyes as best he could. Emoting as best he could to regain your focus. “I need you.” He reiterated, even more intentional this time. Even more heartfelt he supposed it would be called. A skill that could be practiced and honed like any other tool in his manipulations of course. “This is your home now. With me.”

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Your hands were in the pockets of your marine coat, intentionally so he could not hold either of them as your boot heels clicked on the stone streets.

What were you supposed to do? Doflamingo would have pulled you out here on his strings anyway if you hadn’t come willingly.

He wouldn’t have allowed their group to be humiliated by a no show when Diamante had already promised the public an appearance from you both this afternoon.

But you still didn’t buy any of his shit about this being a performance for Tsuru’s sake. Though you were now worrying for her and your crew still as you did your best to keep a neutral expression.

The Donquixote foot soldiers were keeping the curious onlookers at bay as you walked with Doflamingo towards the Corrida Colosseum.

Reporters had remained on the island, hoping for this very thing as cameras now flashed again and questions were yelled out to you both here and there.

For now the warlord was ignoring them though. Those red sunglasses rarely looked away from you.

“You know it’s a bit insulting for you to still be wearing that weapon when we’re out together.” Doflamingo said then, but that amusement so clear in his tone. “I’m all the weapon you need you know…”

Unless the civilians were excellent lip readers, they wouldn’t know what kind of small talk was really occurring here in the other noise of the crowd. And you were still so cognizant of everything you did with your own body language as you kept your eyes on the street ahead and where you were walking.

“If I’d had my weapon on in Scylla I wouldn’t have to still be dealing with this failed amputation.” You replied dryly. That swordsman never would have been so lucky if you just could have disarmed him with a haki infused rope and strangled him until he confessed who he was really working for.

“You left my side that night, darling. That was your own fault.” Doflamingo still chided though. Followed with a taunting, “But you’re barely limping today. Perhaps they won’t even notice with your legs covered this way. Does it still ache?”

You had chosen to wear leggings beneath your skirt this time. Covering the wound and all those bruises. “It hurts like fuck, you ass.” You said lowly.

And he almost cackled at the abruptness of that. 

So much so that you finally did look up at him in mild surprise.

“Didn’t Tsuru ever try to wash out that filthy mouth?” He practically cooed afterward.

Only then as you saw some young women giggling and blushing in your peripheral vision did you realize that to everyone else’s eyes this must look like real flirting, like familiarity already.

His attention was so clearly on you, the tall man walking fully at your side to better interact. Not even in front of you this time to lead. And him then laughing and smiling as if you’d said something endearing. 

Prince charming is who they somehow still thought he was, a fairytale come to life right before their eyes. They had no understanding of what lay behind it at all.

But you couldn’t judge their ignorance. Not when you knew so much more and were still right here beside him.

This very same man that had shown you the edge of death yesterday. And the same man you’d willingly climbed on top of this morning to briefly ride the cock of as he screamed out your name.

What a cursed pair the two of you were.

And he actually looked happy about it, proud even.

This bastard was out here living his best life while you were trying not to have another breakdown. 

Yes, what a complete shitshow this really was.

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There had been lines all the way down the street just for admittance today. And it was even more of a madhouse once they’d gotten inside. This former gladiator knew the corridors well here however, holding the young girl’s hand firmly as he hopped at her side.

“Please stay close. Keep your face covered.” He reminded her yet again as he saw her getting distracted in all the spectacle.

“It’s hot, and I don’t like this on my face.” She still complained though, looking back down at him with her small voice almost lost in all the boisterous conversations around them.

“We’re only staying long enough to see what all this fuss is about. Then we’ll be going home.” Home being only the latest abandoned hovel that no one would search for her in. He hadn’t been able to convince Rebecca to stay there today while he made this rarer trip to the city.

But, it also hadn’t taken much of her arguing with him either really. The little tin soldier was still afraid to leave his young daughter alone out there in the countryside for long.

The girl who didn’t even know she had a father any longer while he kept tightly with her on their way to the public seating.

The sheer number of people here made her being recognized rather unlikely. But it was always a risk. So he’d made her tie a scarf around her face. Just below her wide and anxious eyes as inconsiderate adults bumped her this way and that in the crowd.

Kyros had to restrain himself not to say anything on her behalf. Knowing a normal toy would never make such a spectacle against humans.

He needed to remain focused as well. All the top members of the Donquixote family were now in attendance. 

His contact from the Tontattas had confirmed this. Even as the dwarves had been equally excitable with the fact that they had indeed still seen you alive this morning.

Details of yesterday had been rather spotty with the dwarves intense fear of Doflamingo making them rather unwilling to visit the palace for long. And certainly never letting themselves become trapped in the same room with him.

But Kyros understood there had been some sort of fight yesterday. That you had stood up to Trebol to break his nose even. A wound that executive still had bandaged today in fact.

It was truly unheard of.

So of course the dwarves and their optimistic hearts were already whispering of miracles.

They said Doflamingo had spared you out of affection.

Everything was always face value to them until brutally proven otherwise.

But Kyros had been in the throne room that first night of the invasion. He’d seen the truly pleasured smile on that animal’s face as King Riku had kneeled broken before him. While the former king had begged before that monster for mercy that Dressrosa would never see.

The little tin soldier could not fathom any love ever existing within such a wicked man.

Doflamingo was but a conqueror thirsting for more every moment, every second. More power, more control, more blood, and more suffering.

He was a beast that must be slayed for any of them to ever know freedom again.

So Kyros had come to witness this new lie with his own metal eyes. Because the Tontattas were surely misconstruing it somehow.

They thought you must have some special power over even Doflamingo’s missing heart. They wanted to believe in you so badly.

They hoped that a kind queen may soon rise to free them.

But Kyros had begged them to wait, to not make contact with you yet. 

Even if you had wished to help them, it didn’t mean that you could. It could be only another elaborate trap, you but another puppet on that demon’s strings. 

And the Tontattas weren’t alone in their immediate emotional investment in you either. That was clear in the excitement of the crowd as the tin soldier and Rebecca finally found an empty space they could cram into between other spectators. 

Like every other toy now in this stadium though, the war for this country had never ended for Kyros. His anguish and hatred were still the only real feelings he could muster as the humans beside him cheered when their king did finally appear. A blond devil grinning wide within the royal viewing box.

The very root of all that was wrong with their home. Their captor and tormentor, now with you at his side.

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Diamante had truly outdone himself today. It was perfect really. Only even furthering Doflamingo’s excellent mood as he heard the crowd now cheering his name.

He reached out, his fingers catching briefly over your hip as he guided you to sit beside him in the open air box.

You tensed at even that small of a touch though. You were still wishing to remain so proper in public. 

That time was about to be ending though. And he already was broadcasting that to anyone paying attention. Which was everyone of course as he extended his long arm over the stone seat back just behind you once you had sat at his side.

Gatz’s voice was already loud over the stadium’s speakers, welcoming the crowd to this afternoon of special exhibition matches put on by request of his majesty who was now gracing them with his rare presence.

Because it really had been a while since he’d been to the colosseum in person. He’d been too busy with his responsibilities as Joker, too busy with chasing you.

But now you were here and so was he. And you’d just noticed the large projection screen. Normally meant to showcase the highlights of the battles below to the crowd. But those visual transponder snails were focused on the royal booth in this moment to the people’s further delight as you quickly looked away.

“Don’t be so cold.” Doflamingo spoke to you with that continued amusement. “You’re still representing your precious marines here too you know. Don’t you care about this island’s citizens? They’re dying to get a chance to catch your eye…”

Quite literally perhaps.

On Doflamingo’s orders, Diamante had already let his prisoner gladiators know of today’s special rules. 

With you as his official guest, whichever fighter was judged as performing the best in the matches to come would earn the unheard of right of a full pardon. Not that unattainable thousand match bullshit that Diamante normally tortured them with.

But that pardon would come from none other than you. Just for today, Doflamingo would be granting you that authority, though you didn’t know it yet.

He wanted them to love you. He couldn’t show much mercy, even when used as a tactic with ulterior motives. Because he had to maintain full control here. But you could. You could be the facade of the softer hand when he needed one.

Doflamingo could have you secure the trust of even the ones that already knew enough to fear him. And you could help him weed out more of the traitors then when they’d inevitably come to you for help.

He was smiling, you making his life better in every way in this moment as he got comfortable. Legs spread again, his knee against yours as one of the servants brought the first tray of drinks by.

And he knew there was a diamond ring in his pocket as well. The one he’d picked out from the jeweler’s tray Monet and Sugar had presented him with earlier today when he’d told you he had a few things to take care of before getting ready to come here.

By this time tomorrow every piece of trash that had ever tried to cross him would be seeing a picture of that ring on your hand in the newspaper.

It was a fucking beautiful day to be king. A beautiful day to have everything back under his control, including you.

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    T⨂  BE 

CONTINUED

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Thanks for reading!

Author’s note: The song that Viola sings in the beginning is just my own English bastardization/loose translation for story purposes of the Spanish song “¡Ay Pena, Penita, Pena!”. Please go listen to the real thing.

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The Daughter's Return: Month 3

Jinx

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CW: Adorable fluff, Ace being an idiot <3 Characters: female reader x Portgas D. Ace Word Count: 1.7k

“Division Two is on shopping duty today,” your father said, passing the list and the money to Ace. 

You quickly took it out of his hand. Ace had a tendency to lose things at an alarming speed. 

It looked like an ordinary shopping list. Nothing special. But you knew you were going to an island with a Naval Base on it, which made you nervous about being out in public. Ace didn’t exactly hide his affiliation. 

“You’re putting on a shirt today,” you mumbled, tucking the list into your pocket. “No repeat of-”

“The Navy Ball,” Ace finished along with you. He flashed you a grin. “Jinx.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to suppress a laugh at his attempt to get you to smile. He really was cute sometimes. Not that you’d ever admit it. 

You both got dressed in your shared room, trying your best to wear an inconspicuous outfit. Ace grumbled as you handed him a button-up, but you paired it with a quick kiss to lighten his mood. 

“Can I get another one?” he asked, puckering his lips out in anticipation. 

“If this goes smoothly, you can have as many kisses as you want.”

You paused, realizing what you just said. “Gonna regret that,” you grumbled.

“Gonna regret that,” Ace said at the same time, much more enthusiastically. “Jinx!”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s go.” You took his hand, double-checked to ensure you had the shopping list and the money, and the two of you set off to the market.

You almost felt normal here, the two of you browsing the market with hundreds of other people. You were both dressed nice enough for the vendors to respect you, but casual enough to blend in with everyone else on the island. It was nice not being somebody.

“What are you thinking about?” Ace asked, browsing the fruit at a stand. “You look like you’re far away.”

“Quite the opposite,” you chuckled, giving his hand a squeeze. “Just thinking about how nice all of this is. It’s very…”

“Simple,” he said along with you, grinning at his correct guess. “Jinx.”

You laughed, bumping into his shoulder playfully. You loved these soft moments, when time moved a little bit slower and the two of you got to explore something new together.

It was around lunchtime when the two of you finished shopping, and you opted to grab food before heading back to the ship. 

Ace hummed, trying to decide what he was hungry for. “I think…”

“Burgers?” you asked, guessing at the same time he said the same word. You grinned, suddenly understanding his giddiness in the past. “Jinx!”

He laughed, giving you a soft kiss on the cheek, and the two of you walked hand in hand to a little burger stand. You ordered, got your burgers and fries, and sat down to begin eating together. 

“Ketchup!” Ace said, jumping out of his seat. “Be right back!”

He was gone for a few minutes, which worried you, but he finally came back. 

There was only one problem. He came back without a shirt on. 

“Ace.” You were trying your best to keep your voice even. “Where’s your shirt?”

“Ditched it,” Ace said, shoving some fries into his mouth. “The ketchup dispenser exploded and got all over the shirt. Why?”

“Ace-”

“The tattoos,” you both said at the same time, his widened eyes in realization as you glared at him.

“Jinx,” he mumbled, a playful smile on his lips. “It’s fine! People probably haven’t even-”

“There!” A voice shouted, and you looked past him to see a group of Marines heading your way. 

“Shit,” you both said, jumping out of your seats. 

“J-”

“Don’t even,” you hissed, grabbing the bags and bolting down the street. You could feel Ace quick on your heels, keeping up with you at every weave and turn. You knew he was fast. You knew he could keep up. 

You finally ducked into a small alleyway, trying to gather your bearings and come up with a plan on how to get back to the ship. But your thought process was interrupted by a strange rattling coming from further down the tiny street. The two of you momentarily abandoned your escape attempt, intrigued by the sound. 

“What is that?” you both asked at the same time, peering down the alleyway. 

“Jinx,” Ace muttered. You smacked his head in response, but the two of you continued to creep down the alley, peering around and looking for the noise. Your eyes landed on a box that was moving. Something alive was clearly inside. 

The box itself wasn’t special. It looked like a normal crate, except that there was a piece of rope tying the lid shut. Ace quickly lit a flame and burned the rope, his curiosity getting the best of him. 

“Ace,” you warned. “Don’t-”

But it was too late. He opened the box a fraction of an inch, peeking inside.

You couldn’t see what it was, but Ace’s face softened into a smile. 

“Hey little guy,” he whispered, his arm reaching down inside the box. “What are you doing in here?”

When his hand reemerged, he was holding a small black kitten. It couldn’t be more than a few weeks old, and its ribs were visible through its black fur.

“It’s okay buddy,” Ace cooed, holding the kitten against his chest. “You’re safe now.”

Almost as if it understood Ace, it began loudly purring and nuzzling against his bare chest. 

Ace grinned at you. “He likes me!”

“No.” You knew where this was going. The two of you had a small enough room as it was. You were not sharing it with a kitten as well.

“Aw, come on! Look at this cute face!” Ace held the kitten up against his cheek, giving you his best pleading eyes. You had to admit, the cat’s fur seemed to match Ace’s eyes perfectly. And you two coming down this alleyway unexpectedly just to find it at the right time, it’s almost like it was fate. 

“I think they went this way!” The shout came from behind you, and Ace immediately dropped the act. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you behind the crates, still holding the cat tight in his hand. 

“Check the alleys!” you heard a commander shout, and your heart sank. You had gotten yourself distracted and cornered. Distractions always meant death. 

You could hear the stomping of boots getting closer and closer. They were almost to you. You were going to have to fight your way out. You and Ace were both long-ranged fighters who thrived in open spaces. It would surely get messy in this cramped alleyway

Suddenly, the cat leaped from Ace’s arm and began letting out low, threatening growls and hisses in the direction of the Navy officers. It was clear the cat was marking its territory, warning the intruders if they came any closer, it would attack. 

“What the fuck?!” One of them said, backing up a bit.

“Probably rabid,” the other replied. “Just leave it. We’ve checked far enough.”

They retreated back down the alley the way they came, unaware of you and Ace behind the crates. 

“You saved us!” Ace’s voice was filled with joy, and he opened his arms to welcome the cat back. 

Its demeanor instantly changed as it turned back to you and Ace, and it sauntered back to its new owner, twirling around Ace’s hand as he rubbed its fur. 

Ace looked back at you, silently begging. The cat seemed to watch you too, its amber eyes staring at you, trying to decide if you were friend or foe. 

“You don’t even know what you’re going to call it.” It was the only argument you could come up with. 

“I’ll call it Jinx!” Ace said, picking up the cat once again. “It’s perfect, don’t you think? Plus he seems to be totally healthy, and he’s protective!”

You groaned, knowing you were going to regret this decision. But the name was cute. Ace was good at knowing how to hit your soft spots. “Fine. Jinx can come.”

“Did you hear that, buddy? You can stay!” Ace cried, holding Jinx up in the air. “Oh! Jinx is a girl!”

“Great,” you said unenthusiastically. You couldn’t say you were thrilled about the idea of another roommate. Even if she was adorable.

The two of you took alleyways and rooftops back to the ship, avoiding large crowds and moving as quietly as you could. You didn’t relax again until you were back on the ship, safe under your father’s flag.

You dropped off the groceries to Thatch, and he made a small nutritious meal for Jinx, which you took back to Ace’s room. 

Ace watched Jinx carefully as she ate, making sure she didn’t choke. You chose to watch Ace instead, amused by his kindhearted demeanor toward a cat he just met. He was grinning the entire time, totally transfixed on his new pet as she ate her tuna and rice meal. It wasn’t until Jinx finally finished and was curled up on the rug that Ace came over and sat on the bed with you. 

“So, can I get those kisses now?” Ace said, leaning in. 

You pushed him away. “Go kiss Jinx, since you wanted her so badly.”

“Ah, come on, don’t be like that!” Ace wrapped his arms around you and flopped onto his pillow, pulling you down to lay with him. 

You giggled as you fell, giving him plenty of small kisses as the two of you laid down. You both lay there, exchanging rounds of little kisses across one another’s faces. The kisses got slower and less frequent, the two of you eventually opting to lay intertwined, nose to nose. It had been a long day, and you were exhausted.

At some point, you must’ve fallen asleep. And now you had been woken up by…something. You were just about to wake Ace up when it happened again. A paw pad smacked you in the face. Once, then twice, then three times.

Jinx sat between you and Ace, guarding him fiercely. And it appeared that you were in their space. 

“Stop it,” you whispered, but Jinx hissed right back in response. She smacked your face again, indicating you were far too close to her and her owner. 

Oh, you had made a terrible decision letting her come aboard. A terrible decision indeed.

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LUFFY x READER

“Stolen Chances.”

Luffy x fem! reader

Written in 2nd pov

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It was a rainy day on Dungwit Island where you lived, when a giant pirate ship came to town. It wasn't so rare to come across pirates where you lived, so when you saw that a new group had come strolling in naturally you were very excited. "Pirates!" A few people gasped that word like it was poison. You smiled to yourself because of their reactions because you saw your next meal coming from these men. You didn't fear them.

You'd eyed the pirate ship a few moments more as you moved towards the dock to get some information on who they might be, where they came from. Obviously somebody there must have a bounty on their head based on the reaction of the villagers that stared at their flag with shocked faces. You approach one of the villagers to ask what they knew about the captain of the ship, making sure to swing your hips so you could seduce him enough to talk.

You walk in front of the man and you place your hand on your hip looking up at him with a sweet smile. "Hey there big guy!" You say to the older white man, he was balding and his physique was actually big. He wore tattered fisherman clothing and he was missing a canine. "Who? Me?" The man asks looking down at you with his chest puffed up like he was ready to fight. You give a flirty smile and you reach up to rub his stubby chin, "yeah you! What do you know about those pirates that just landed? Why is everyone so nervous?"

You continue stroking his chin watching his face contort into that of lustful comfort. He probably hasn't had a woman touch him in years! No wonder he was getting all aroused because of your touch. "Aye, I'm just a fisherman little lady," his laugh rumbles like a drum, "but I've seen that strawhat before! There's this pirate out there that has that hat, I can't remember his name, but I've seen him on a bunch of flyers! He's popular. Which means he must have a big bounty on him." 

You nod, furrowing your eyebrows and squinting your eyes, trying to make it seem as though you really cared. "I barely got a look at them, but there's a redheaded woman and a green haired man that came out the ship with them." Excellent! "Thank you for sharing~" you tell the stranger with a cheeky smile. "Oh! Before I leave you, where did you see them go?" You asked the stranger. The man rubbed his own chin, "oh uh into the market! Be careful though, one of them has swords. I think he's a swordsman!" Well that couldn't be more obvious now huh?

You tried to not react with a negative face as you turned and walked towards the market. Finally, the real deal! There was bound to be a marine ship near if these pirates are here, because where there are pirates often times there are also marines! You couldn’t wait to get somebody's head in a bag so you could collect some berries! Even if it were 200.

Far ahead you spotted two heads, a redhead and a green haired man, but no strawhat. The rain had increased and you didn't want to get soaked so you went into the nearest little restaurant for shelter. Somebody had to leave an umbrella or a coat lying around, so you were gonna steal one. They could always get a new one! The moment you turned to the right to see the racks of umbrellas and coats that was out in the open you bumped heads with a boy. 

​​​​​'Geez. Talk about hard headed!' Was your first thoughts on that interaction. "Ow." You and the boy say at the same time, except you said it in lowercase and him all caps. "Sorry there! I was looking for a seat and I didn't see you!! My apologies!" The boy yells with a silly bright smile on his face. You couldn't find the right emotions to describe how you felt looking into his light brown eyes.

"It's okay." You return the smile quickly walking away and heading to the clothes. You had to find those two people you saw earlier, you were sure they probably disappeared by now because of this hold up. "GIVE ME MORE MEAT!!" You heard the boy yell in the background. "He's so loud you could hear him from 3 sheds away." 

Your sticky hands grab on to a nice looking coat that must have been 400 berries and you wrap yourself in it, leaving the restaurant quickly so you can find the strangers. They were bound to lead you to that strawhat pirate, most likely their captain. The rain increased and clouded your eyes making it hard to see. You rubbed your eyes and walked ahead to the last place you saw those two and saw nothing. There wasn't a trace of them. 

"Excuse me ma'am?" You asked a passing young woman, "have you seen two people with red and green hair walking together?" She nods, "oh yes! The strange duo! They just left that shop over there," she points to a little shop that had cloth. "I think I heard them say something about leaving." 

Oh great! You groan and you run from the market heading back to their ship. Not them leaving! You just got back to trailing them! When you got back to the docks you saw their ship leaving and you got nervous. What if the bounty was really big? Like 5000 berries? Capturing one of them dead or alive would be good money!

You run up to the edge of the bridge as they were in departure and you jumped on to a hanging rope they had! People weren't around so they didn't see you. You grip on to the rope tightly, putting your shoes on the boat and tightening your grip as you scaled the ship. "That bounty has gotta be miraculous." You say to yourself with a smile.

When you're up high enough, you pull yourself into the ship and you land on your back, hard. There was talking a few seconds ago when you were climbing, so their sudden silence made you worried. You shrug, you're not gonna be too worried though! How much were there? Three? You could take em.

You get up off the floor and you hide behind the closest pole, hearing some footsteps walk out and pause, followed by a voice. "Did something fall Zoro?!" "No!" Okay two voices! The footsteps retreated and a door closed. You sighed with relief and walked out from behind the pole. Ready or not captain! Here you come.

You sneak over to the door the man 'Zoro' was at and you peek inside to see a warmly lit room followed by smiling faces. There was food set on the table, everyone around raised a glass to the sky and clinked them! "Haha! To Luffy for defeating that bastard Arlong!!" The crew was celebrating.

You counted at five of them. Not three. Five. Let's take a breather. You back away from the door and you lean against the wall with a worried face. There wasn't three pirates on this ship, there are five. What the hell are you gonna do up against five of them?

You began having second thoughts now on if you should still attempt to capture somebody, dead or alive. There is a chance it could be the other way around and your life was on the line. Unfortunately for you when you turned to just leave the ship the door opened and out walked that green haired man. "If you step out of the dark now, quietly and cooperate, I won't kill you." You squeak at his sudden appearance and on the fact that he knows you're there!

You take a step out with your hands tightly by your side, ready to take action, fight or flight. The green haired man folded his arms with no reaction. "See! I told you guys someone was here!" Out came the other crewmates, one of them, a black boy, seemed terrified until he saw it was just one person and that it was a girl. "Oh! It's just a woman! Don't worry guys the great captain Usopp will protect you against this feeble creature!" "Feeble?!" You pulled out your guns that were strapped on your thighs hidden beneath your flowy f/c skirt. "Oh she's got weapons!!" Usopp shrieked going back behind the red haired woman.

Everyone looked at him with a blank stare, like they expected that to happen. Before the green haired man could say another word a boy with a strawhat came walking from behind him to the front. "Zoro, don't." He says with his eyes looking at her deeply. "Oh I know this woman!" The boy cheers, "she's the one I told you guys about! The head bumper! Zoro lower your swords!" The boy scolds the green haired man, whose name you learnt was Zoro.

You raise your eyebrow at this boy trying to rack your brain. Oh yes! You do remember him too! He bumped into your head! "You bumped into me." You corrected him. "Ah! We bumped each other!" The boy cheers. "What are you doing on my ship?" You mentally facepalmed. THIS was the strawhat pirate you were gonna kill first and you had him right at your fingertips!

"I'm here to collect your head pirate!" You tell him with your best serious face. The red haired girl laughed lowly and you gave her a dirty stare. "What's so funny?" She shrugs, "there's five of us and one of you. Do you even know who you're dealing with?" "Yeah we're the strawhat pirates! You don't know us! We defeated Arlong!!" Usopp chimed in. "Quiet." The girl told him. "Sorry!-" he apologized quickly. 

You scoffed at their claims. "I don't care if you've killed thousands of marines before! I'm here to collect somebody's head here! Seeing that you're all behind this strawhat boy that would mean he's your captain, which means he has a bounty on him and it must be large." The boy smiles cheek to cheek. "You want my head?" You feel your heart thug because of his smile lines. 

"Y-yeah?" "She fumbled." The red haired girl states the obvious walking away. You felt so embarrassed now! Your face was burning up with shame. You cock the gun and you aim it her way, "hey don't move!!" You threatened, "if you move I'll shoot!!" Everyone looked at each other and their captain raises his hands. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

You stared at him with determination. "Don't test me." Zoro and Usopp step back, while the red haired girl and the blonde were in the back as well, he seemed to have his arm tightly around her waist. "Don't worry Nami I won't let a bullet touch you." He told her with an angry look in his eye. Nami, the girl with the red hair seemed so unfazed. "Yeah, thanks Sanji I know. Hey Luffy!" She calls to her captain, "yeah?!" Luffy calls back not breaking eye contact with you. His smile never left, like he was really tempting you to try your look. "Hurry up and end this." "You betcha!!" 

You felt ignored and disrespected. You had a gun pointed at these fools! Who were they to act as though you weren't a threat! "Don't brush me off like some bug!!" You yelled at them; you shot two bullets at them at random, kind of aiming at their captain Luffy, yet aiming at Sanji and Zoro at the same time. Immediately Luffy became a giant balloon like creature, the bullets ricochet off of him. Your eyes went wide with shock and fear; you've never seen anything like this in your 19 years on this earth!

You screamed but it was cut short because one of your bullets grazed your leg and the other hit you directly in the shoulder. You fell to your knees and held your shoulder, looking up and into his eyes that seemed to have gotten darker. Quickly Nami came behind you and grabbed both of your arms to keep you in place. "Told yah." Luffy says with a sinister smile, or at least, it looked sinister. He waves his hand and Sanji left quickly to the room they came out of, while Usopp runs to another room and Zoro gives you a smirk, "Feel smart huh?" "What ARE you?!" You question Luffy. He shrugs and gets down to your height tilting your chin up, he looks at you, trying not to bite his lip.

"I'm your captain." Zoro and Nami respond with, "WHAT?!" At the same time, staring at their captain with shock and anger. "Luffy you can't be serious!" "Come on, it's late and we're not going back to that Island!" He gets back up and he points at Usopp who came running with a medical kit. "Take that bullet out her arm. She's gonna be riding with us now! I like her arm! She's now part of the crew!" 

You screamed at him and tried to fight everyone off as Nami held you down and made you lay flat on your face, her knee was in your back. You grunt and hiss now that the pain from the bullet was starting to hurt more. "Just be still." Usopp tells you with a nervous smile going close to your arm. "Zoro, pick her up and take her to the map room!" Nami instructs, "LUFFY!" She calls for her captain angrily. "NAMIIII!!" Luffy responds but in a cherry tone.

Nami approaches him and pokes his chest. "I have no idea what you're planning, but that woman just tried to kill us. Now you're making her a member of the crew?" Luffy shrugs, "I see no problem! She is clearly a good person doing a bad thing! Besides I think she's pretty! She could be useful and a good friend for you Nami! Seeing as you're the only girl, maybe a GIRL friend for Nami?-' Luffy gives a bright smile and pats her shoulder. 

"Let's go learn our new friend's name!!" He was surely excited to get to know his killer, and he especially loved how his heart beat extra fast when he was near you.

[usafphantom2]

Croatia transfers 14 Mi-8 helicopters to Ukraine

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 10/20/2023 - 19:17in Helicopters, War Zones

On October 19, 2023, Croatia confirmed the transfer of 14 Mi-8-MTV-1 helicopters to Ukraine, a measure supported by U.S. and Croatian defense authorities.

These helicopters, which have served for more than three decades in various functions, will join the Ukrainian armed forces, accustomed to this type of Russian-made multifunctional helicopter.

According to a transcript from the Pentagon, Croatian Defense Minister Mario Banozic and U.S. Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin discussed the transfer during a meeting. The helicopters were assembled at Zagreb Franjo Tudjman Airport and the adjacent Aeronautical Technical Center. All national markings and serial numbers have been removed in preparation for their transfer to Ukraine.

The Mi-8 of the 395º Transport Helicopter Squadron (ETH) based in Divulje were gathered on the military ramp of Zagreb Franjo Tudjman Airport and adjacent to the Zrakoplovo-Tehnicki Centar (ZTC; Aeronautical Technical Center) and will be delivered very soon to Ukraine.

The Mi-8 is a medium-sized biturbine helicopter, originally designed by the Soviet Union and now produced by Russia. It is used in various functions, including as an air command post, attack, reconnaissance platform and cargo transport. The Mi-8 is one of the most produced helicopters in the world, used by more than 50 countries.

The Croatian helicopter fleet was mainly equipped with two squadrons of Mi-8-MTV Hip H; Mi-8T Hip C; Mi-171Sh. Among the Mi-8 fleet to be delivered to Ukraine, three cargo Mi-8Ts and 11 multifunctional Mi-8MTV-1s (also known as Mi-17-1Vs) underwent revisions between 2003 and 2005, and then between 2013 and 2014.

The Mi-8T, of which 3 will be delivered to Ukraine, is a utility version without seats, equipped with round windows, gun hangers, winch system and pulleys for the loading area and, optionally, electric winch near the front door. All versions have large shell-shaped doors at the rear with built-in ladder for the passenger version. BRDM type vehicles or light vehicles can enter through these doors.

Mi-171 helicopters of the Croatian Air Force.

With the withdrawal of its fleet of Mi-8 transport helicopters, Croatia now has four UH-60M Black Hawks and ten Mi-171Sh helicopters to meet any air transport requirements, although the former is mainly used by specialized military units. The Croatian Ministry of Defense, however, plans to acquire up to 15 UH-60L helicopters in the coming years to replace its Mi-8.

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Fernando Valduga

Aviation photographer and pilot since 1992, has participated in several events and air operations, such as Cruzex, AirVenture, Dayton Airshow and FIDAE. He has work published in specialized aviation magazines in Brazil and abroad. Uses Canon equipment during his photographic work in the world of aviation.

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Self-Drive Car Rental in Kochi: Your Passport to Freedom

 Explore Kochi at Your Own Pace

Kochi, the vibrant city of dreams, offers a unique blend of history, culture, and natural beauty. To truly experience all that this city has to offer, a car rental Kochi self-drive rental is the perfect solution.

Why Choose Self-Drive Car Rental in Kochi?

Unmatched Freedom: Explore Kochi at your own pace, without the constraints of public transportation or guided tours.

Cost-Effective: Save money on taxi fares and ride-sharing services.

Convenience: Pick up and drop off the car at your preferred location.

Flexibility: Customize your itinerary and change plans on the go.

Privacy and Comfort: Enjoy the privacy and comfort of your own vehicle.

How to Rent a Self-Drive Car in Kochi?

Renting a self-drive car in Kochi is a simple process. Follow these steps:

Choose a Reliable Provider: Select a reputable self-drive car rental company in Kochi.

Document Verification: Prepare your valid driver's license, address proof, and a government-issued photo ID.

Vehicle Selection: Choose a car that suits your needs and budget. Consider factors like seating capacity, fuel efficiency, and features.

Rental Agreement: Sign the rental agreement and understand the terms and conditions, including insurance coverage, fuel policy, and mileage limits.

Payment: Make the required payment, including the security deposit and rental fee.

Vehicle Inspection: Inspect the car for any damages or issues before starting your journey.

Tips for a Safe and Enjoyable Self-Drive Experience:

Plan Your Route: Use GPS navigation or maps to plan your route and avoid traffic congestion.

Obey Traffic Rules: Adhere to traffic rules and regulations to ensure a safe driving experience.

Drive Responsibly: Avoid reckless driving and maintain a safe speed limit.

Park Safely: Use designated parking areas and avoid parking in no-parking zones.

Emergency Contact: Keep emergency contact numbers handy in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

Explore Kochi with a Self-Drive Car

With a self-drive car, you can easily explore Kochi's diverse attractions, including:

Fort Kochi: Immerse yourself in history and culture.

Mattancherry: Visit the famous Jewish Synagogue and spice markets.

Marine Drive: Enjoy stunning views of the backwaters and the city skyline.

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Try Sea Food Specials from Best Japanese Restaurants in Dubai!

There are undoubtedly many restaurants serving a variety of cuisines in Dubai, a city renowned for its opulent lifestyle and varied dining options. Of them, Toshi, a Pan-Asian eatery found in the busy Barsha Heights neighborhood, is notable for its excellent fish selection. This blog offers a sneak peek at Toshi's seafood specials, the inspiration behind the dishes, and general dining information that makes it the best Japanese restaurant in Dubai for seafood lovers. 

A Taste of Asia: The Idea Behind Toshi 

Toshi's culinary viewpoint combines traditional designs with contemporary presentations to highlight the diverse flavors of Asia. Additionally, the restaurant draws inspiration from many Asian cuisines, such as Chinese, Thai, Malaysian, and Japanese, and skillfully combines them to create a unique culinary experience. Here, seafood—a staple in many Asian cultures—takes center stage, and Toshi's chefs have mastered the art of creating it with elegance.

Ambience: Creating the Conditions for a Memorable Event

It's important to observe the ambiance at Toshi before indulging in the delicious seafood selection. The restaurant boasts a chic yet appealing design that combines a sophisticated set with a warm, inviting atmosphere. Whether you're celebrating a special occasion or just enjoying a night out, the elegant Asian-inspired furniture, comfortable seating, and soft lighting create the perfect atmosphere for a casual dining occasion.

Toshi's Seafood Specialties: A Delightful Treat

Toshi offers a seasonal menu with a variety of seafood dishes that are all made with the greatest ingredients and a dash of creativity. A closer look at some of the most notable seafood specialties that you simply must have is provided here.

1. A plate of sushi and sashimi

Sushi and sashimi are a must-have while dining at the top Japanese restaurant. Toshi's platter features a stunning assortment of fresh fish, such as yellowtail, salmon, and tuna, all of which were specifically obtained from the most reputable vendors. Every composition is expertly scored, demonstrating the chefs' skill. The light fish is pleasantly contrasted with the fully seasoned sushi rice. Adding a taste for soy sauce, wasabi, and pickled ginger to this dish elevates the learning experience.

2. Miso-grilled black cod

Toshi's commitment to quality is demonstrated by its signature dish, Grilled Miso Black Cod. For a full day, the Miso Black Cod is marinated in a sweet and tangy miso glaze, which allows the flavors to really seep in. The fish has a creamy flavor that melts in your mouth and a flowing consistency as it is probed to embodiment. With its simplicity and dignity, this meal, which comes with a side of sautéed seasonal veggies, perfectly captures the essence of the greatest Japanese restaurant in Dubai.

3. Black pepper sauce and wok-fried prawns

The Wok-Fried Prawns with Black Pepper Sauce are a must-try for anyone who needs a little warmth. While retaining their succulence, the prawns are swiftly cooked over high heat and infused with the robust flavors of soy sauce, black pepper, and garlic. The meal, which is stuffed with jasmine rice and garnished with fresh cilantro, is a delicious option for lovers of both seafood and spices.

4. Platter of Sizzling Seafood

These factors make the Sizzling Seafood Platter a feast. This dish is prepared on a hot plate and includes a variety of fish, prawns, and calamari. allowing customers to join in on the fun and entertainment at the table. Garlic, chilli, and lime are added sparingly to the fish, creating a pleasing balance of flavors. It's a great alternative for groups because it's great for sharing.

5. Ramen with seafood

Toshi's Seafood Ramen introduces a classic dish and markets it with its own unique twist. This ramen is made with a thick, savory broth that has been steam-cooked for hours to extract all of the flavor. This dish is loaded with fully cooked noodles, topped with aromatic veggies, and stuffed with fresh prawns, scallops, and squid. Every spoonful is enjoyable due to the range of tastes and consistencies.

In conclusion, a unique seafood experience

In conclusion, Toshi stands out as a premium location for seafood lovers in a city full with culinary options. with its delectable food, welcoming ambiance, and first-rate service. A true gem in Dubai's bustling dining scene is this Pan-Asian eatery. Regardless of whether you're entering the Black Cod with Grilled Miso. Enjoy the Sizzling Seafood Platter with friends or indulging in the flavors of the Seafood Ramen. At Toshi, every dish narrates a tale of preparation and practice.

Thus, take a moment to visit the top Japanese restaurant in Dubai and consider their seafood specialties if you ever find yourself there. Your palate will appreciate this wonderful gastronomic journey through Asian flavors. Toshi is a place worth visiting, whether you're a native or just a tourist. As a result, every taste captivates you with the essence of Asian food.

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9/18/24 exemplary artistic suffering

1:35PM

I have a long day ahead - West Hollywood, then Atwater, then something else that I haven’t decided on yet, and then K-Town for dinner. I’ve been feeling unwell. Perhaps it’s the hot weather headache that just hasn’t gone away since the heat dome sat atop LA last week. Perhaps I’m just tired, and sick in my soul. Nothing has felt right. I can’t decide on a jacket, and my hair is getting too long. I decided to wear my Marc Le Bihan to try to get some use out of it.

After finishing an errand in Weho, I quickly decide to get out of there. I’ve always disliked it here; there’s nothing wrong with it, and actually, it’s a good area with plenty of things to see, places to sit and have a coffee or a drink, parks to read at. But there’s a decidedly strange energy about the place, like there’s just a little more sun than there should be naturally, the whites a little too stark, and the murals a little too clever and modern. So I drive to Los Feliz, squinting against that ghastly light, feeling calmer as the facades at each block crossing grew more and more familiar. I listen to the same few Saosin songs over and over again. Finally I’m there - I grab my book and a seat at the far end of the counter at Bar Sinizki, because it’s one of the only places of its kind I can think of that’s open at 2PM on a Wednesday.

2:16PM

Literature, Isolation, Suicide - the three modes of exemplary artistic suffering. I’m trying to read - Susan Sontag’s Against Intepretation and other essays - but there are some others here, too. Sontag is already difficult for me to read so I have to go slowly, to focus and sometimes to reread sentences four times, but the noisy man at the other end of the bar can’t stop talking about Joshua Tree to anyone who will listen, in this case the bartender. I keep fidgeting with the mint in my caipirinha, and order some fries. The man is still talking about Joshua Tree, insisting everyone in LA does not go to the desert as much as they should. He seems an older man, and I think to myself, does he really think no one in this city goes to Joshua Tree? How silly!

2:56PM

Eventually the man leaves, lifetimes after he’s finished his coffee. Every so often more people shuffle in and out, requesting seats outside, sharing martinis at the bar, a manager, a couple of friends, a woman who insists to her friend that she can’t order any food because she’s already eaten so much that day. I keep reading my book. Another man sits in the place the Joshua Tree believer had vacated, with his own book, a rather alarmingly oversized paperback, which he pores over quietly. Some hospitality industry people walk in and joke with the bartender about really good beers and their comte-and-ham sandwiches and the recent status of green chartreuse as a grey-market good. I wonder what drink has recently become so popular so as to deplete the city .. My mind goes back to my book.

3:52PM

More Saosin in the car. I take a few wrong turns to Sunset junction. ML gave me a candle shaped like a baguette, which I found very funny and carried around with me. We mill about the new Wasteland - these days i don't have much of an interest in shopping, so I'm quite bored. ML bought a Marina Eerie corset.

There was some time before dinner, so I said we should go to Barr Seco, which opened a few weeks ago. It's smaller than expected, with a good counter, but also the ubiquitous and almost tiresome green subway tile accents. The girl next to me was reading Dune. I was still feeling a bit of the vesper, so I asked her how she liked it, but thinking back I feel quite embarrassed for bothering someone in that way.

I had a glass of skin contact, and ML and I shared a hamachi crudo in brown butter. I'm starting to feel myself shut down, and I don't perceive the rest of the day in full ...

drove to KTown, listening to Saosin the entire way .. raw marinated crab, talking about activations. These conversations are so hard to focus on ... My mind keeps wandering

Kept driving without thinking … ended up downtown outside staples center

I don't remember much else

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Marine Vinyl Market Size To Reach USD 488.0 Million By 2030

Marine Vinyl Market Growth & Trends

The global marine vinyl market size is expected to reach USD 488.0 million by 2030, growing at a CAGR of 5.3 from 2024 to 2030, according to a new report by Grand View Research, Inc. The market growth can be attributed to the surging demand for recreational boating, water sports, and yachting in North America and Europe. Furthermore, the expansion of maritime tourism in the Middle East & Africa, the Caribbean, and the Mediterranean is boosting the demand for marinas and waterfronts, thereby driving the product demand.

Marine vinyl is one of the ideal materials designed to withstand the harsh conditions of marine environments as it is highly resistant to tear, punctures, and abrasions. This makes it an ideal material for boat interiors and exteriors wherein constant exposure to physical stress is common. Moreover, marine vinyl is also waterproof. It prevents issues such as rotting, warping, and degrading of the components of the watercraft owing to no water absorption.

Innovations in marine vinyl, such as improved UV resistance, better textures, and enhanced durability, attract more consumers who are looking to renovate or refurbish their recreational boats, cruise ships, and yachts. Trivantage introduced pleated marine vinyl as part of its Nassimi Seaquest, Causeway Roll-N-Pleat, Nautolex Capitano, and Sunbrella Horizon brands. The pleated marine vinyl is durable, easy to clean, does not require specialized machinery for installation, and is available in multiple colors and patterns.

Moreover, the maintenance of marine vinyl is relatively simpler than other materials. It can be easily cleaned with soap and water and hence, has no requirement for special treatment methods or coatings to maintain its appearance and functionality. This ease of maintenance is appealing for outdoor applications wherein frequent cleaning might be necessary. Such factors contribute to the rising product demand for conventional fabrics in marine applications across the world.

Rising concerns among the masses across the world over the environmental impact of using vinyl affect the market growth. PVC contributes more to global warming compared to other types of plastic owing to its high energy consumption and discharges a significant amount of carbon dioxide (CO2) during its manufacturing process. Hence, with the growing awareness regarding climate change, the inclination of consumers toward sustainable alternatives is hampering the market demand.

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Marine Vinyl Market Report Highlights

Based on end use, cruise ships dominated the market in 2023, accounting for a revenue share of 36.86%. This growth is attributed to the extensive use of marine vinyl in seating, upholstery, wall covering, cabin interiors, and outdoor furniture applications due to its versatility, durability, low maintenance, and aesthetic appeal

Marine vinyl is also a preferred material for seating and upholstery on cruise ships, including lounges, dining areas, and outdoor deck furniture. It is resistant to UV rays, saltwater, and mildew, making it ideal for both indoor and outdoor applications. It can also endure heavy use while maintaining its aesthetic appeal, which is crucial for high-traffic areas on cruise ships

North America is projected to be the largest market in terms of revenue, with USD 230.2 million by 2030. The U.S. and Canada have a strong culture of recreational boating. Furthermore, the presence of coastal areas, Great Lakes, and numerous inland waterways has led to a higher demand for boating as well as marine vinyl in the region

The market is characterized as moderately competitive owing to the presence of both regional and multinational players. The key players in this industry are focusing on improving the quality of their products and enhancing their production capabilities. They are also increasingly focused on enhancing the quality of their products and providing customization options for them in terms of color, texture, and size for use in specific applications

Established brands with higher goodwill and a reputation for producing reliable and high-quality marine vinyl products tend to attract more consumers. Brand loyalty is an important factor affecting the buying decisions in the market, where consumers rely on trusted brands to ensure the safety and longevity of their marine upholstery

Marine vinyl can have higher upfront costs than conventional fabrics and materials. This may deter budget-conscious consumers and small businesses from using marine vinyl, especially due to a lack of awareness about its long-term benefits over conventional materials

Marine Vinyl Market Segmentation

Grand View Research has segmented the marine vinyl market based on end use, and region:

Marine Vinyl End Use Outlook (Volume, Thousand Square Meters; Revenue, USD Million; 2018 - 2030)

Yachts

Cruise Ships

Sport Boats

Others

Marine Vinyl Regional Outlook (Volume, Thousand Square Meters; Revenue, USD Million; 2018 - 2030)

North America

U.S.

Canada

Mexico

Europe

Germany

UK

France

Spain

Asia Pacific

China

Singapore

Japan

Central & South America

Brazil

Middle East & Africa

Saudi Arabia

UAE

List of Key Players in the Marine Vinyl Market

Sunbrella

The Swavelle Group

Charlotte Fabrics

Richloom

Morbern Europe BV

OMNOVA North America Inc.

Herculite

Reliatex Inc.

Uniroyal Engineered Products, LLC.

BZ Leather

SPRADLING GROUP

Nassimi LLC

Ultra Fabrics

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Discover the Majesty of Hervey Bay: Whale Watch Tours

Experience the Thrill

Hervey Bay Whale Watch Tours offer more than just a glimpse of these magnificent creatures. They provide a front-row seat to one of nature's most remarkable displays. Imagine the thrill as you glide across azure waters, surrounded by panoramic views of the bay and its diverse marine life. Professional guides, well-versed in the behavior and habitats of whales, enrich the journey with insightful commentary, ensuring every moment is educational and engaging.

Encounter Nature's Giants

The stars of the show, the humpback whales, steal the spotlight with their acrobatic displays. Witness them breach the surface with breathtaking leaps, slap their tails against the water, or gracefully glide alongside the boat with their calves. These close encounters allow for unparalleled opportunities to capture stunning photographs and videos, preserving memories that will last a lifetime.

Educational Insights

Beyond the thrill of sightings, Hervey Bay Whale Watch Tours emphasize conservation and education. Guides share in-depth knowledge about whale biology, migration patterns, and the importance of marine conservation efforts. Visitors gain a deeper appreciation for these marine marvels and the fragile ecosystems they inhabit, fostering a sense of responsibility towards preserving our oceans.

Choose Your Adventure

Hervey Bay offers a variety of whale watching experiences to suit every preference. From luxury cruises equipped with spacious viewing decks and onboard amenities to intimate eco-tours focusing on sustainable practices, there's an option for every traveler. Whether you prefer a half-day excursion or a full-day adventure, each tour is crafted to maximize your chances of encountering these gentle giants in their natural environment.

Beyond Whale Watching

While whale watching takes center stage, Hervey Bay's charm extends far beyond its marine residents. Explore the quaint coastal town with its vibrant cafes, local markets, and stunning beaches. Immerse yourself in the region's rich indigenous culture and history, Whale Watching Hervey Bay Australia or indulge in fresh seafood delicacies sourced directly from the bay's waters. Hervey Bay offers a perfect blend of relaxation and exploration for visitors of all ages.

Planning Your Visit

Planning a Hervey Bay Whale Watch Tour is simple, with numerous tour operators offering flexible schedules and packages to accommodate varying interests and budgets. It's advisable to book in advance, especially during peak season, to secure your spot on one of these sought-after adventures. Whether you're traveling solo, with family, or in a group, Hervey Bay guarantees an enriching and awe-inspiring experience that will exceed your expectations.

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Mumbai Erupts In Joy As Team India Returns Home With T20 World Cup Trophy

Mumbai Erupts in Joy

Mumbai witnessed a sea of jubilant fans on July 4th, 2024, as the victorious Indian cricket team returned home after clinching the coveted T20 World Cup title. The city’s iconic Marine Drive transformed into a vibrant canvas of blue, as thousands of passionate supporters gathered to celebrate the team’s momentous achievement.

A Sea of Blue Takes Over Marine Drive

A video widely shared on social media platforms captured the electrifying atmosphere. The entire stretch of Marine Drive was painted with a human wave, with fans overflowing onto the road, their enthusiasm bringing traffic to a standstill. Public transportation and private vehicles alike were halted, momentarily overcome by the collective euphoria.

Fans Gather in Anticipation

News agency ANI shared the captivating clip, aptly captioning it, “Mumbai: A sea of people gather at Marine Drive as they await the arrival of Team India. The #T20WorldCup2024 champions’ victory parade will be held from Marine Drive to Wankhede Stadium this evening.” The visuals perfectly encapsulated the city’s infectious excitement.

Security Measures Implemented for Massive Crowds

Mumbai Police, anticipating the massive turnout, had implemented heightened security measures across the city. Deputy Commissioner of Police (Zone 1) Pravin Munde urged fans to arrive early and assemble along the designated promenade area. He stated, “The Indian cricket team is reaching Mumbai tomorrow after winning the T20 World Cup. A victory procession in an open bus is being held from 5–7 pm on Marine Drive between Nariman Point and Wankhede Stadium. If you want to attend the procession, kindly reach before 4:30 pm and assemble on the promenade side and not on the road.”

Victory Parade Route and Timings Announced

Munde further advised fans planning to witness the victory lap at the Wankhede Stadium to be seated by 6 pm. He emphasized the use of public transport to minimize traffic congestion during the celebrations.

The celebratory spirit extended beyond the parade route. Social media buzzed with messages of congratulations for the team, along with countless photos and videos documenting the joyous scenes across Mumbai. #T20WorldCup2024 and #TeamIndia dominated trending topics, reflecting the unparalleled national pride ignited by the team’s victory.

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A Renaissance of Restaurants Coming to Downtown Disney

The Downtown Disney District at the Disneyland Resort is undergoing a remarkable transformation, promising to elevate the dining experience for guests with an array of exciting new culinary offerings. From world-renowned restaurants to innovative concepts by acclaimed chefs, this vibrant destination is poised to become a mecca for food enthusiasts.

Din Tai Fung: A Taiwanese Culinary Gem

One of the most highly anticipated additions to the Downtown Disney District is Din Tai Fung, a renowned Taiwanese restaurant famous for its exquisite xiao long bao (soup dumplings) and noodle dishes. This family-owned establishment, which has garnered international acclaim and Michelin stars, is set to open its doors between June and September 2024, nestled conveniently next to Disneyland and Disney California Adventure. Din Tai Fung's menu promises to delight guests with its signature offerings, including the coveted Kurobuta Pork Xiao Long Bao, a meticulously hand-folded and stuffed dumpling filled with top-quality, carefully seasoned pork. In addition to the soup dumplings, diners can savor a variety of family-style dishes, such as shrimp and Kurobuta pork pot stickers, braised beef noodle soup, and shrimp fried noodles. Danielle Alcock, director of marketing and communications for Din Tai Fung USA, expressed her excitement about the upcoming opening, stating, "We're hard at work getting ready for the opening, and we have a few surprises in store we can't wait to share soon." This standalone location, the first of its kind built from the ground up in the United States, marks a significant milestone for the brand, which has garnered a loyal following across the globe.

Michelin-Starred Chef Carlos Gaytán's Mexican Culinary Trifecta

In addition to Din Tai Fung, the Downtown Disney District will welcome three new concepts from Mexico's first Michelin-starred chef, Carlos Gaytán, slated to open in May 2024.

Paseo: A Refined Dining Experience Paseo, a full-service dining room and bar, promises to elevate Mexican cuisine to new heights. Guests can indulge in Chef Gaytán's signature dishes, such as lamb barbacoa, while savoring the upscale ambiance and impeccable service. - Located upstairs with a stunning staircase entrance - Decor celebrates Mexico's craftsmanship culture with rich woods, tiles, textures, leathers and custom accents - Menu will feature colorful ceviches, Mama's cochinita pibil (roasted marinated pork), lamb barbacoa, mejillones (mussels), and more - Chef Gaytán pairs his love of Mexican flavors with French culinary techniques

Céntrico: A Courtyard Oasis Complementing Paseo is Céntrico, an open-air courtyard bar and restaurant that invites guests to immerse themselves in the vibrant flavors of Mexican cuisine. Here, diners can sip on tequila-based cocktails while indulging in Chef Gaytán's authentic creations, all set against the backdrop of a lively and inviting atmosphere. - Serving upscale Mexican cuisine and tequila-based cocktails - Menu highlights include quesabirrias, chicken enchiladas, tlayuda (Oaxacan shareable dish like pizza), and Chef Gaytán's take on a Caesar salad - Lively atmosphere with indoor and outdoor seating

Tiendita: Street Food Delights Rounding out Chef Gaytán's culinary trifecta is Tiendita, a self-ordering kiosk that promises to bring the flavors of Mexican street food to the Downtown Disney District. Guests can savor staples like esquites (Mexican street corn) and fish tacos, all prepared with the same attention to detail and authenticity that has earned Chef Gaytán his Michelin star. - Self-ordering kiosk for ordering - Menu includes esquites (roasted corn), fish tacos, ice cream-stuffed chocolate tacos - Breakfast items like chorizo breakfast burritos and chilaquiles (marinated tortilla chips with egg) - Located below Paseo, with views of the culinary team at work

Expansion and Reimagination

The culinary renaissance at the Downtown Disney District extends beyond the new additions, with existing establishments undergoing exciting transformations and expansions.

Marceline's Confectionery Expansion Marceline's Confectionery, a beloved confectionery shop inspired by the hometown of Walt Disney, is set to expand its offerings, delighting guests with an even wider array of sweet treats and delectable delights. New Steakhouse and Barbecue Concepts The former Tortilla Jo's location, which closed its doors on March 31 after 20 years of operation, will be reimagined into a steakhouse restaurant and an adjacent barbecue eatery, catering to the diverse culinary preferences of guests.

A Multisensory Dining Experience

The Downtown Disney District's culinary renaissance extends beyond the realm of taste, promising to engage all senses in a truly immersive dining experience. Drawing inspiration from mid-century modern architecture in Southern California, the west end of the district will blend vibrant color palettes, multicultural design elements, and intricate patterns, creating a visually stunning backdrop for the new dining destinations. Guests can also enjoy live entertainment at the Downtown Disney LIVE! Stage while relaxing on the lawn and admiring a soaring sculptural tower designed by artist Nikkolas Smith. This tower pays tribute to the pioneering architects of color in Southern California during the mid-20th century, while staying true to its New Orleans roots.

A Culinary Destination Like No Other

As the Downtown Disney District continues to evolve, it is poised to become a premier culinary destination, offering a diverse array of dining experiences that cater to every palate. From the world-renowned Din Tai Fung to the innovative concepts by Michelin-starred Chef Carlos Gaytán, and the reimagination of existing favorites, this vibrant district promises to elevate the dining experience for guests visiting the Disneyland Resort. With its commitment to excellence, attention to detail, and dedication to creating unforgettable culinary journeys, the Downtown Disney District is set to become a must-visit destination for food enthusiasts from around the world. Get ready to embark on a gastronomic adventure like no other, where every bite is a celebration of flavors, cultures, and the magic of Disney. Read the full article

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Spanish-Model Restaurant Overlooks Auckland Harbor

Columbia Hillen Ever had a magician for dinner? I don’t imply grilled and sprinkled with spices. I imply as a visitor. Let me inform you, it’s an otherworldly expertise. My pleasure was having Tara Okan, illusionist extraordinaire, carry out table-side at MoVida restaurant in Auckland and never solely mesmerise me together with his excellent abilities but additionally numerous members of workers who gathered round our desk.

Tara the Magician (l) and Sean Hillen (r). Photograph by Columbia Hillen I’d met Tara just a few weeks earlier via David Rees who kindly launched himself on the road as I explored the North Island metropolis. Such was the quick bond, we ended up on a sundown picnic journey collectively to a secluded seashore. Tara’s modern ‘results’ as they’re known as in magic literature offered the cream on the cake to an satisfying night at this fine-dining restaurant providing what it describes as ‘Spanish delicacies via a New Zealand lens.’

Columbia Hillen Opened in August 2022 and with a 150-person capability, MoVida is situated two flooring up within the modernist Seafarers Constructing on Tyler Road within the coronary heart of the elegant, heritage Britomart district. The constructing’s entrance door stands reverse a spacious open sq. the place a well-liked Saturday market takes place whereas its eating room overlooks Waitemata Harbour. Previously occupied by one other restaurant known as Ostro, its unique house owners, the Savor Group partnered with Movida’s house owners, together with head chef and founder, Frank Camorra for the opening.

Michael Nesti, Restaurant Supervisor. Photograph by Columbia Hillen Designed by Paul Izzard of Auckland-based agency Izzard Design, it’s finest described as ‘tapas bar meets eating room,’ snug with out being overly fussy. A lot of the seating is rounded booth-style however my companion and I have been lucky to be allotted one of many stand-alone tables beside floor-to-ceiling folding glass doorways which stretch the size of the restaurant and past which is a slender balcony after which a transparent view of sailboats gliding gracefully alongside the Pacific Ocean. First, the workers, younger, pleasant, environment friendly and multi-national, from international locations akin to Colombia, Argentina, Spain, New Zealand and the US, all led by dynamic common supervisor, Michael Nesti, a local of Tuscany.

Columbia Hillen Kicking off with cocktails, we selected vermouth and we have been delighted with the varied supply, a collection of six together with a darkish, tangy model from Tarragona. MoVida’s menu, divided into 4 classes, aperitivos, tapas, raciones - barely bigger sharing plates - and parillas - grilled dishes - matches menus at its profitable father or mother operation in Melbourne. We opened with a well-liked Kiwi seafood delicacy, green-lipped mussels, famend for his or her anti-inflammatory properties thus extraordinarily helpful for arthritis victims. These little dainties, recent as if simply plucked from the ocean, have been served chilly with a inexperienced gazpacho-like sauce comprising cilantro, garlic, chili, lemon and olive brine. Subsequent up was burrata, plump in the midst of a colourful ratatouille-like bowl of roasted onion, peppers, tomatoes and recent basil.

Columbia Hillen Preferring seafood, I opted for marinated octopus as my subsequent course, caught close to Kaikoura, a coastal city in South Island. To my thoughts, this denizen of the deep is scrumptious bare, nevertheless it was even tastier cooked because it was on a skewer over coals with fino, dry white sherry and paprika, accompanied by potatoes and aioli. My companion went with a beef dish, razor-thin slices of air-dried wagyu with truffled potato foam, pickled kohlrabi and horseradish cream, with flakes of poached egg on high and a platter of almond and horseradish crackers on the facet.

Columbia Hillen Delighted with the standard of the seafood, my finale was gambas ahumadas, house-smoked prawns, Otago clams with butter beans whereas my companion opted for the carrilera de buey, gentle beef cheek braised in spiced crimson wine and candy Pedro Ximenez sherry, served with cauliflower puree. I’m unsure which one among us was happier. An enormous thanks to our waitresses, Medelin Watape and Erika Martinez, who served us all through the night with honest zest and, in fact, to Tara, New Zealand’s reply to David Copperfield. Read the full article

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Beyond Taste: The Complete Dining Experience at St. Julian's Finest Seafood Restaurants

In the coastal town of St. Julian's, Malta, where the Mediterranean Sea kisses the shores, dining transcends mere sustenance. It becomes an experience—an exploration of flavors, ambiance, and hospitality. Among the myriad culinary offerings, seafood reigns supreme, with a multitude of restaurants vying to offer not just delicious dishes, but a complete sensory journey. In this article, we delve into the world of Best Seafood Restaurant st Julians Malta, where the dining experience goes beyond taste.

Atmosphere:

One cannot talk about dining experiences without mentioning ambiance, and St. Julian's seafood restaurants excel in creating memorable settings. Picture yourself seated by the water's edge, a gentle sea breeze whispering through the air, and the sound of waves providing a soothing soundtrack to your meal. Restaurants like Barracuda and The Boat House Restaurant capitalize on their waterfront locations, offering panoramic views that elevate the dining experience to new heights. Whether it's a romantic dinner for two or a celebratory gathering with friends, the ambiance plays a crucial role in setting the stage for a memorable meal.

Service:

Service is the backbone of any dining experience, and St. Julian's seafood restaurants take pride in delivering top-notch hospitality. From the moment you step through the door, you're greeted with a warm smile and attentive service that anticipates your every need. Whether it's recommending the perfect wine pairing or accommodating dietary preferences, the staff at restaurants like Seashells and Gululu go above and beyond to ensure a seamless and enjoyable dining experience. It's this dedication to customer satisfaction that leaves a lasting impression and keeps patrons coming back for more.

Sustainability:

In an era where sustainability is paramount, many seafood restaurants in St. Julian's are committed to sourcing their ingredients ethically and responsibly. From supporting local fishermen to partnering with organizations dedicated to marine conservation, these restaurants are doing their part to protect the oceans while still providing diners with the freshest seafood possible. Restaurants like The Fish Market and Tartarun Fish Restaurant are leading the way in sustainable dining practices, proving that you can enjoy delicious seafood without compromising the health of our planet.

Creativity:

While traditional dishes like grilled fish and seafood pasta are staples on most menus, St. Julian's seafood restaurants are also known for their creativity and innovation. Chefs at establishments like Zest Restaurant and The Avenue Restaurant are constantly pushing the boundaries, experimenting with unique flavor combinations and presentation techniques to create dishes that are as visually stunning as they are delicious. Whether it's a deconstructed seafood salad or a modern twist on a classic dish, these restaurants are always striving to surprise and delight their guests with culinary creations that are truly out of this world.

Community:

Last but not least, dining at St. Julian's finest seafood restaurants is not just about the food—it's about the sense of community that permeates every aspect of the experience. Whether you're dining with family, friends, or even strangers who quickly become friends, there's a sense of camaraderie that makes every meal feel like a celebration. From sharing stories and laughter to raising a toast to good times and great food, dining at restaurants like Porto Vecchio and Tal-Kaptan Restaurant is about forging connections and creating memories that will last a lifetime.

In conclusion, dining at St. Julian's finest seafood restaurants is about more than just satisfying your hunger—it's about indulging your senses, connecting with others, and immersing yourself in a complete culinary experience. From the stunning ambiance to the impeccable service, the commitment to sustainability, the creativity of the cuisine, and the sense of community, these restaurants offer everything you could possibly want and more. So the next time you find yourself in St. Julian's, be sure to venture beyond taste and discover the complete dining experience that awaits you.

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Fine Dining Gems: Uncovering Punjab Grill, Infiniti' Mall's Most Loved Menu Items

Looking for an exquisite dining experience in Malad? Place that fulfills your heart along with your stomach? Punjab Grill at Infiniti Mall will get you the best culinary experience. With a rich tapestry of flavors and warm, comforting ambience that displays elegance, this restaurant is a gem in fine dining. Tantalize your flavor buds with the wide menu that gives a plethora of dishes from multiple cuisines. Let’s delve into the delectable international of Punjab Grill and explore their menu gadgets that make it a culinary satisfaction in Malad.

A Culinary Journey at Punjab Grill, Infiniti Mall

The Ambiance

As you step into Punjab Grill at Infiniti Mall, you are greeted by using an expensive putting that seamlessly blends cutting-edge sophistication and cultural attraction. The heat inviting lighting fixtures, plush and comfortable seating, and tasteful decor creates an ecosystem that units your mood for an memorable eating experience.

The Menu

Punjab Grill’s menu is a vibrant testament to the rich culinary delight of North Indian cuisine. From delicious kebabs to flavourful curries and mouth watering desserts, each dish is more than a masterpiece crafted with precision. It’s brewed with emotion and passion to serve the best of the food you desire. Their menu boasts a diverse range of options catering to vegetarians and non-vegetarians, ensuring every diner finds their delight within their palate.

Signature Dishes 

1. Tandoori Platter

The Tandoori Platter at Punjab Grill is a carnivore's delight, offering an option of flawlessly marinated meats and seafood, charred to perfection within the traditional clay oven. The smoky flavors and tender textures make this dish a perennial favorite amongst customers.

2. Dal Punjab Grill

No visit to Punjab Grill is complete without savoring a serving in their iconic Dal Punjab Grill. This creamy, sluggish-cooked lentil coaching is infused with fragrant spices, growing a harmonious combo of flavors that is certain to go away you yearning for greater.

3. Paneer Lababdar

For the vegetarians, the Paneer Lababdar is a must-strong dish that exemplifies the artistry of Punjabi cuisine. The velvety gravy, laden with chunks of cottage cheese, is a symphony of spices that elevates the common-or-garden paneer to a gourmet pleasure.

Culinary Excellence and Hospitality

Beyond the delectable fare, Punjab Grill at Infiniti Mall prides itself on turning in a remarkable eating revel in. The attentive group of workers and impeccable provider complement the culinary excellence, making sure that every visit is not anything short of splendid.

Exploring Food Options in Malad

Culinary Diversity

A virant suburb of Mumbai, Malad is a melting pot for diverse cultures resulting in multiple and fusion of culinary experiences. From the vibrant street food or to classic fine dining, you’ll never run out of food options at Malad’s Infiniti Mall. A perfect place that caters your every craving, from street style pani puri to traditional Rajasthani thali. You’ll have a mouthful of local delicacies to global cuisines.

Fusion Flavors

Hallmark of Malad’s food scene is the fusion of flavors. It reflects the cultural combinations that bring the best of all at your plate. Restaurants and eateries in Malad regularly infuse traditional recipes with modern-day twists, ensuing in progressive and interesting culinary creations that appeal to the discerning diner.

Community Dining

In addition to its gastronomic offerings, Malad also embraces the concept of network dining, with bustling meals markets and communal consuming spaces that bring people collectively over a shared love for top meals. The convivial ecosystem and diverse meals options make Malad a haven for food lovers.

Conclusion

Punjab Grill at Infiniti Mall, Malad, stands as a beacon of culinary excellence, supplying a gastronomic journey that celebrates the wealthy flavors of North India. As you explore the meals options in Malad, make sure to embark on a culinary adventure at Punjab Grill, wherein each dish tells a story of subculture, innovation, and impeccable taste. Whether you're a gourmand of best ingesting or a fervent foodie, Punjab Grill promises an unforgettable consuming enjoy so one can leave you yearning for extra.

So, why wait? Indulge in the finest flavors and embark on a culinary escapade at Punjab Grill, Infiniti Mall, Malad.