#One piece Thatch

[yoomiwrites]

Can you write a thatch or marco with a small female reader? I dont mind the personality but maybe she is a bit witty and cheeky or a bit like ace.

Too small

Summary: Being the smallest member of the Whitebeard Pirates meant constantly fighting to be taken seriously—not that you’d ever admit it bothered you, if Thatch wouldn't add to it.

Note: When I saw that request, I was all hyped up to write for Thatch. In the end, I also didn't know how I wanted to write him...so you had to wait a bit longer, sorry. It's kinda GN-reader? Well, I had fun writing it, so hopefully you have fun reading it!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The sun hung lazily over the deck of the Moby Dick, its warm rays casting a golden glow over the ocean. It was the perfect time for a nap—or, in your case, a bold display of relaxation. Stretched out on a towel, arms behind your head, you had your tiny frame sprawled in a way that screamed: I belong here, deal with it!

And yet, despite your best efforts, you knew exactly why the others had left you alone. You weren’t oblivious. The teasing, the well-meaning but infuriatingly patronizing head pats, the constant remarks— Oh, Y/N, you’re so tiny! Are you sure you can handle that?—all of it made your blood boil. You weren’t weak. You weren’t some kid. You were a Whitebeard pirate, dammit!

So, when a shadow loomed over you, you cracked one eye open, fully prepared to snap at whoever dared disturb your peaceful sulking. Instead, you were met with the smug grin of Thatch, a plate of pastries in one hand.

“Enjoying some alone time, short stuff?” he teased, kneeling beside you.

Your eye twitched, but before you could protest, he plopped a pastry into your hand.

“Before you bite my head off, at least eat. I made these myself,” he added, waving the plate at you as if it were a peace offering.

You huffed but took a bite anyway, stubbornly ignoring the way the sugary taste melted on your tongue like pure heaven.

Thatch chuckled, watching you with a knowing glint in his eyes. “So… wanna tell me why you’re out here all by yourself?”

“I like being alone,” you shot back immediately, puffing up your chest. “Unlike certain people, I don’t need to be surrounded by a crowd every second of the day.”

“Uh-huh,” he drawled, clearly unconvinced. “Totally not because the others have been getting on your nerves, huh?”

You nearly choked on your pastry. “What? No! I—”

He raised an eyebrow.

You crossed your arms. “I just needed some fresh air.”

Another eyebrow raise.

Your scowl deepened. “And some peace.”

The way he just smiled at you—like he had already figured you out—was infuriating.

“Y’know,” Thatch mused, setting the plate aside, “I get it.”

You blinked. “Get what?”

“The whole ‘proving yourself’ thing.” He leaned back on his hands, looking up at the sky. “People assume stuff about you, and no matter how strong or capable you are, they still treat you like something delicate.”

Your fingers curled slightly around the pastry. That was… painfully accurate.

“But here’s the thing, Y/N.” He turned to you, his expression softer now. “Size doesn’t matter. Not to me, not to Pops, and not to the crew. You’ve already proven yourself just by being here.”

You swallowed hard, looking away. It was stupid how much those words made your chest feel warm. Thatch grinned and—before you could react—ruffled your hair.

Your entire body froze.

“You’re still a pain in the ass, though,” he added with a laugh. “Tiny, but mighty.”

You swatted his hand away, face burning. “Oi! I’m not a kid, stop doing that!”

“But it’s just so easy,” he teased, holding his hands up defensively. “You’re fun-sized.”

“I swear to god, Thatch, I will end you.”

He only laughed harder. “Relax, relax! No matter how small you are, I’ll always take you seriously.”

The words softened the edge of your frustration. Just a little. Not that you’d admit it. Still grumbling, you finished your pastry in a huff, but the corners of your lips twitched despite yourself.

Thatch smirked. “Feeling better?”

You huffed. “…Maybe.”

“Good,” he said, standing up and stretching. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back before Marco eats all my food.”

As he turned to leave, he reached out—and gave you one last pat on the head.

“Thatch!”

He darted away before you could throw the plate at him, laughing the entire time. And though you scowled, your heart felt just a little lighter.

The usual lively buzz of the ship had settled into a more comfortable hum after lunch, laughter and clinking mugs filling the air as the crew enjoyed their evening. You, however, had other plans.

Standing at the entrance to the kitchen, arms crossed and trying very hard to look nonchalant, you found yourself watching Thatch move effortlessly between counters, humming to himself as he cleaned up after dinner. It took a moment to shake yourself out of it. With a huff, you marched inside. “Need some help?”

Thatch barely glanced up as he wiped down a plate, his usual smirk firmly in place. “Oh? You? Volunteering for kitchen duty? Who are you and what have you done with Y/N?”

You scowled, snatching a dish off the counter. “Don’t get used to it. I just don’t like owing people anything. Consider this a thank-you for earlier.”

His eyes flickered with amusement, but to his credit, he didn’t outright call you on your flimsy excuse. “Mm-hm. Sure.”

You ignored the teasing lilt in his voice and got to work, scrubbing dishes with more force than necessary. The quiet between you was… nice, actually. Comfortable. Thatch worked beside you, chatting here and there about whatever crossed his mind, while you mostly grumbled responses—though your lips twitched once or twice at his more ridiculous comments. Eventually, you found yourself tasked with putting away the now-dry dishes. Reaching for a bowl, you turned toward one of the overhead shelves, stretching onto your toes to place it where it belonged.

The problem? The shelf was too damn high.

Not that you’d ever admit that.

Jaw tightening, you stretched just a little further—fingers barely brushing the edge—when suddenly, the plates stacked on the shelf wobbled.

Oh.

Shit.

Before you could react, a warm presence appeared behind you, and in one swift motion, two strong arms reached around you, hands catching the unstable dishes before they could come crashing down. For a second, you just stood there, wide-eyed.

Because holy hell, Thatch was right behind you.

As in, close enough that you could feel the heat of his chest pressing against the top of your head, the solid weight of him warm against your back. And he smelled… good. Like fresh-baked bread, a hint of spice, and honey.

Your grip on the bowl tightened slightly as your heart did an embarrassing little doki-doki against your ribs.

“Well, that could’ve been a disaster,” Thatch mused, his voice right near your ear, far too casual for someone who had you effectively caged between him and the counter. “Y’know, I appreciate the effort, short stack, but maybe leave the high shelves to the professionals, yeah?”

Your brain took a full two seconds to reboot before you sputtered, “I-I could’ve handled it.”

“Oh, no doubt,” he chuckled, still holding the plates steady as he leaned just a little closer. “You were doing great—really had that whole ‘about to be buried under ceramic’ thing going for you.”

You could hear the grin in his voice, the absolute smugness radiating off him, and it only made the warmth in your face worse.

“Shut up,” you grumbled, shoving the bowl onto the counter and stepping very quickly out of his space. To your horror, he ruffled your hair. Again.

“You’re cute when you get flustered.”

Your entire body locked up. Then—purely out of self-defense—you grabbed a dish towel and whipped it at him. “OUT!”

But instead of making a run for it like any sane person would, he simply caught the towel, slinging it over his shoulder with a smirk. “But this is my kitchen,” he reminded you, completely unfazed. “Shouldn’t you be the one leaving?”

You opened your mouth—ready to argue, to tell him to just shut up and let you suffer in peace—but then his smirk softened, just a little.

“Alright, alright,” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Maybe I pushed it a bit.”

That threw you off. “Huh?”

His grin turned lopsided. “Didn’t mean to actually upset you.” He leaned against the counter, watching you with something gentler in his gaze now. “I just… I like the way your nose scrunches up when you get mad. The way your cheeks go all pink, and your eyes—” He tilted his head, studying you like you were something rare. “They shine when you’re fired up.”

Your breath caught.

Oh.

That was—that was not fair.

Suddenly, standing still was impossible. You fidgeted, shifting your weight as you fought to keep your expression neutral. “Dumbass,” you muttered, crossing your arms. “You can’t just—say things like that.”

“Why not?” His voice was way too amused, and the warmth in his eyes was making your stomach do something stupid.

You swallowed.

Screw it.

Before you could think better of it, you pushed up onto your toes, gripping the counter for balance as you tried to press a kiss against his smug face—

—only to realize, to your absolute horror, that you were still too damn short.

Thatch blinked. And then, the bastard wheezed.

“Oh my god—” He had to brace himself against the counter, laughter shaking his entire body. “You—you really just—”

Your eye twitched. “Don’t—”

But it was too late. He wiped at his eyes, gasping for breath between chuckles. “That was adorable.”

“I hate you.”

You spun on your heel, fully prepared to stomp out of the kitchen and never look back—

But before you could, a warm hand caught your wrist.

The laughter softened. “Hey,” he murmured, tugging you back. And then, in one smooth motion, he tilted his head down, closing the distance himself. His lips met yours—warm, teasing at first, just the barest brush, like he was still playing around. But then he lingered, pressing a little more firmly, letting you feel the weight of it. It was soft but deliberate, steady in a way that made the breath catch in your throat. His free hand settled at your waist—not holding, just there—while his other fingers traced slow, absentminded circles against your wrist.

It was infuriatingly gentle. Like he had all the time in the world to savor this, to savor you. By the time he pulled away, your heart was practically racing.

He grinned, his breath still warm against your lips. “There. Better?”

You were going to die. Right here. In his damn kitchen.

Scowling, you smacked his chest, ignoring the way your hand lingered just a little too long. “Next time, just bend down in the first place, dumbass.”

His laughter rumbled through you. “Where’s the fun in that?”

[d-does-art]

Ace Lives Au part 5.

1 2 3 4

Disclaimer: I am not a writer, so everyone is gonna sound ooc. Sorry! Ace is so emotional because for him they just escaped the fire and Sabo just died. So he's a sad lil fella.

[1000sunnygo]

Hello. I wanted to ask if you've found or know the content in the bonus Whitebeard Pirates chapter for OP Academy? 白ひげ軍団海の家, Shirohige Gundan Uminoya.

It was originally released as a short bonus comic in the Jump Victory Carnival 2024 booklet according to the Wiki.

I do!

Coincidentally I asked @walrsu (who wrote the wiki page) for the scans just a day ago so I could have those translated alongside the beetle catching extra.

Thanks to the special comics I have found this neverbeforeseen OP Academy swimsuit Law (featuring a sassy looking Bepo) and I'm very happy about it. I don't think most Japanese fans on twitter know these comics exist.

I'll translate them once I'm done with the last Academy chapter 💪

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Ace: I'm so happy, I could kiss you! Marco: Um...Neat. *later* Marco, lying face down on his bed: I said "Neat," Thatch. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid. Thatch, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Marco. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I did when Reader confessed their love for me? Marco: Didn't you thank them? Thatch: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked them.

(Some crack in the form incorrect quotes.)

[zethsdumpster]

Idea: Judge and Cesar accidentally created the zombie virus

Judge dies at the Vinsmoke house, the center of the first wave

Ceasar and the siblings manage to escape (not together)

ASL manage to survive together for a long time but end up getting separated for two years, in which Luffy makes a caravan of his own (with the strawhats, who are all each looking for their families), Ace ends up in Whitebeard's settlement and Sabo with the revs (obv), they're, ofc, looking for each other

Ace ends up with the Vinsmokes when Whitebeard has a confrontation with the Marines and Blackbeard (they ambushed Whitebeard and his family) and Ace falls into a river that carries him to where the Vinsibs have settled temporarily (they're trying to make their way back home to see if they can find something useful there) and 0&4 fished him out of it

My sister's idea: if you get bitten you can slow down your zombiefication by eating zombies

If I decide to go full silly fun with the au then there's gonna be mutant zombies and not all people who are bitten turn into zombies, some gain powers

[lostuzumaki]

What was Brook's reaction to getting help from the WBP? I assume they also tried helping him get his shadow back. Also, since Absalom would end up working with Teach (in the og timeline), would this be the early start of his mutiny? Lastly, I love your comics, have a good one!

Thank you

I'll have to figure that part out a bit more, and it definitely takes some things away from the original line in the anime. But I won't spoil it yet.

In the meantime, here's a little preview of how the first meeting might go:

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hi, Can you for Nezuko!reader x Whitebeard crew. So just basically in the Demon slayer world Nezuko was hit with a blood demon art and just appeared on Whitebeard ship.

(Extra if you want: Nezuko wanting to be friends with Izou because he has pretty kimonos)

-They didn’t know where you came from or even what you were, when you suddenly dropped out of the sky, literally, from what looked to be a fiery portal made of black fire, landing hard on the desk of the Moby Dick.

-You looked like a teenage girl when you first arrived, looking terribly injured, one of your legs and both of your arms missing, growling darkly at them all like you were some kind of animal.

-When you suddenly grew your missing limbs, instantly healing your wounds, many thought they were in for a fight, until you realized you were in the sunshine, which used to hurt, but it didn’t, and you calmed, looking up at the sun in awe.

-Whitebeard lowered his weapon first and the others quickly did the same, following his example as you calmed down, not aggressive anymore but you shocked everyone by your form changing to that of a child’s, shrinking down before you tipped over and were fast asleep.

-You slept for several days, curled into a little ball in Marco’s room, as he was the one watching you, minding your status, as well as inspecting you, finding that you had fangs and claws like a demon, but no demon they had ever seen before.

-When you woke up, you wandered around like a lost puppy, like you were looking for something, peeking into rooms, looking under tables, following others around, hoping they would lead you to your brother, who didn’t arrive with you.

-When you arrived on the deck, looking up at the massive man known as Whitebeard, not being able to find your brother, you fell to your rear and tears quickly welled in your eyes as you started crying, your mouthpiece falling from your mouth.

-You quickly sent the ship into a panic, wondering why you were crying, but Whitebeard could feel something, like he could sense the reason behind your tears as he easily picked you up, putting you on his knee, trying to comfort you, “It seems Y/N is missing someone- perhaps that portal she came through had someone she left behind and can’t get back to them now.”

-You looked up at him through teary eyes, his words sounded right, like what he was explaining, as you couldn’t find your big brother. Whitebeard announced that you were now adopted by him and his crew and everyone on the ship became your big brothers.

-You were a curious child, always exploring and popping up in the oddest places, and you would follow certain crew members around like a duckling, with your favorites being Izo, because his clothes were familiar to you, Thatch, because he always made you tasty food, which you could now eat, Marco, who was like your protector and you slept with him, and Whitebeard, because he felt safe and comforting.

-Despite not looking overly powerful, you quickly proved yourself when the marines tried to attack, attacking your new family, and they were all stunned when your form changed to your teenage form, showing that you were able to change forms based on how much power you had stored.

-When you shifted into your adult form, however, the vines covering your skin, your fangs and nails growing, you quickly handled business, easily taking care of the marines who dared to attack your family.

-When you arrived back on the ship Izo ran to you, scolding you for being so indecent, as your kimono had fallen open, showing off your chest and legs, while you tilted your head, confused by his anger before you shrank back down to your teenage form.

-Whitebeard just boomed with laughter, finding it amusing that you were so strong, at least physically, as they all knew you were a bit fragile mentally, as you would cry at random times, looking up at the sky or out across the ocean, missing whoever you were missing.

-There were also times when you would remember your mother, when you would see one of your brothers needing comfort, mimicking her, comforting them in your own way, doing your best.

-You were a surprise on the ship, but you weren’t unwelcome, and you felt safe with them, and while you never stopped looking for and missing your brother, you at least had a family who you could call your own in this new world.

[jixiani]

I've been staring at this too long. I'm not sure if I like it or not, and I know the moment I post it I'm going to find like three things wrong with it, but I wanted to share it anyway because I spent far too many hours working on it. Anyway, a few of Whitebeard's sons enjoying the sunshine on deck. I don't know what they're all looking at, but something's caught their interest.

[pining-pirate-tk]

Forever and Ever

※ Different age and Modern setting

Original by [みきぎ] @mikigi_e

[onepiecereactions]

My Masterlist !

Finally understood how to make it, after years... Please keep in mind that I'm French so English isn't my mother tongue... sorry for the mistakes !

Hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I loved writting it !

3 Parts here :

One Piece X Reader Stories

OS about Marine Ford

OS about Pirates

Fanfiction.net : Abiss672 (French version)

AO3 : Abyss672 (English version)

One Piece X Reader Stories :

Marine Academy : Main is Akainu X Reader with a little bit of Aokiji x Reader. 28 Chapters.

Chap 1 ; Chap 2 ; Chap 3 ; Chap 4 ; Chap 5 ; Chap 6 ; Chap 7 ; Chap 8 ; Chap 9 ; Chap 10 ; Chap 11 ; Chap 12 ; Chap 13 ; Chap 14 ; Chap 15 ; Chap 16 ; Chap 17 ; Chap 18 ; Chap 19 ; Chap 20 ; Chap 21 ; Chap 22 ; Chap 23 ; Chap 24 ; Chap 25 ; Chap 26 ; Chap 27 ; Chap 28

Painting the sky: Smoker X Reader. 7 Chapters.

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 (4 bis) ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7.

Pink and Golden : Koby X Reader. 16 Chapters.

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3 ; Chapter 4 ; Chapter 5 ; Chapter 6 ; Chapter 7 ; Chapter 8 ; Chapter 9 ; Chapter 10 ; Chapter 11 ; Chapter 12 ; Chapter 13 ; Chapter 14 ; Chapter 15 ; Chapter 16.

Steal my husband : Shanks X Reader. ?? Chapters

Chapter 1 ; Chapter 2 ; Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24, Chapter 25, Chapter 26, Chapter 27, Chapter 28, Chapter 29, Chapter 30.

Others Stories

10 ways of getting fired of Marine Ford

1 and 2 / 3 and 4 / 5 and 6 / 7 and 8 / 9 and 10.

9 Dawn : 9 lines about 9 characters at dawn. (Not a X Reader)

Akainu, Ace and Garp : Here

Trafalgar Law, Tsuru and Hina : Here

Nico Robin, Doflamingo and Edward Newgate : Here

OS about Marine Ford :

Love Letter by Issho Fujitora : OS. Fujitora X Reader. Around 600 words.

Here !

Close the door : Akainu X reader. OS

Here

Themis : Sengoku / Tsuru Friendship OS

Here

Diabolo : Garp / Sengoku Friendship OS

Here

Grandpa : Tsuru / Garp Friendship OS

Here

The Chickens : Tashigi / Hina OS Frienship

Here

Back To School : OS. No Romance, only a cute little OS about : Aokiji, Akainu, Kizaru, Monkey d Garp, Tashigi, Smoker.

Here !

Report, soldier ! OS. No Romance, only a funny little OS about: Tashigi, Smoker, Garp, Kizaru, Coby, Akainu.

Here !

Vice Admiral Smoker and the joys of administration : OS. No romance, only a funny little OS about : Smoker, Tashigi, Garp, Kizaru.

Here !

A normal sunday in the life of Monkey D Garp: Funny little OS about Garp with Sengoku, Tsuru, Aokiji, Akainu, Kizaru and Smoker.

Here

24 hours in Marine Ford: 24 OS about Marineford daily life. Friendship only.

OS 0 : Smoker / Tashigi / Straw Hat Pirates : Midnight report.

OS 1 : Garp / Tsuru : Food Heist

OS 2 : Fujitora : Nightmares

OS 3 : Kizaru / Akainu "ON / OFF"

OS 4 : Akainu / Monkey D Luffy : The king is back !

OS 5 : Garp / Sengoku / Tsuru / Akainu : Where are the cakes ?

OS 6 : Koby / Garp : Wake up Koby !

OS 7 : Tashigi / Hina : Morning Routine

OS 8 : Momonga / Fujitora / Kizaru : Admiral babysitting

OS 9 : Ryokugyu : Garden Party

OS 10 : Aokiji : Snowman.

OS 11 : Garp / Dragon / Luffy : Grandpa ?

OS 12 :

OS 13 :

OS 14 :

OS 15 :

OS 16 :

OS 17 :

OS 18 : Tsuru : Ladies.

OS 19 :

OS 20 :

OS 21 : Smoker / Garp / Aokiji : Bath time !

OS 22 : Kizaru / Vegapunk : A bright mind.

OS 23 : Sengoku : A man and his goat

OS about Pirates :

Lovely Ace: Ace / Marco FRIENDSHIP OS. 2k words.

Here !

Hide behind the clouds : Ace / Marco OS

Here

Naval Battle: Ace / Thatch FRIENDSHIP OS. 500 words.

Here

Moby dick Memories : Ace / Marco / Whitebeard pirates OS

Here

Thoughts of a summer night: Ace / Sabo / Luffy OS

Here

A little guide for Trafalgar Law, to learn how to live with Monkey D Luffy. Written by Nico Robin.

Here

Five minutes before mignight : Hallowen OS : Marco, Ace, Thatch, Whitebeard, Garp :

Here

What the hell ? Shanks X Marco OS

Here

The terrible family : Garp, Ace, Luffy, Sabo, Makino, Shanks

Here

Thank you doctor ! : Law / Kid / Killer OS

Here

“Elpis”. One Piece OS 100 years after the actual era.

Here

[pancakey-haley]

Once again... I know my love won't get one of the Megahouse Nyan kitties..... 🥹 So I drew my own 🥖💛

[lazychimken]

Could you please draw Ace and Yamato getting married with Ace dressed in a suit and Yamato in a Kuromontsuki haori hakama and Marco is the officiant while the Whitebeard Pirates are Ace's groomsmen while The Strawhats are Yamato's (everyone is dressed nicely in their own style) and Otama is a flower girl while Chopper is aring bearer

This was a bit of a hefty ask, so I’m sorry that it doesn’t have everything! Anyways this is canon because I say so.

I would also like to thank you guys for the drawing requests! I may not be able to do all of them, so if I don’t draw your request I’m sorry in advance! Thank you for understanding!

[princyvish]

i wish I knew their trio name they were so cool

[ducky531]

Here's your daily set of head canons for Whitebeard's crew! :3 (Especially since either have been in need of something comfort/fluffy wise to cope with irl stuff ;v;)

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-Rakuyo is an Uta fan. In a perfect world where none of the crew dies/disbands, he actually saves his money up to take himself and all of the commanders (or his entire division if the others get fed up hearing him rant about her music) to one of her concerts.

-In continuation of the concert hc, Rakuyo also developed his liking in flashy outfits/jewelry from competing against other super fans (*coughs* bepo *coughs*) in the way of attire. He just happened to find out during one of the concerts that it also distracts Marco as well.

-Kingdew, Atmos, Blenheim, and Fossa all have gambling nights every third Saturday where they play for actual money. They usually don't let anyone else usually join them after Blamenco secretly kept sneaking coins and was putting them in his pockets and Haruta ran out of money and substituted his bets with I.O.U notes.

-Speaking of Haruta, he's TERRIBLE with money. And not by a little, lol. After the poker incident, and after three years of him getting the allotted amount of money for him and his division to share 'stolen' or 'lost', eventually his division did rat him out for making terrible purchases. (It was all for mostly gag items or clothes that none of them really needed-)

-Namur actually has a similar incident that Brook and his crew had with Laboon. After saving a seal from being hunted by humans, every so often a small group will occasionally spend a few days swimming next to the Moby. No one knows about this or why it happens since this was something that went on before he joined them. (And Stefan usually does get VERY jealous when this happens since most of the crew is paying attention to them instead of him, lol.)

-Marco has an odd taste in women. Unlike Thatch who's more predictable in the body type he prefers, Marco has specific qualities/ personalities that he likes. He can pick up on whether someone is being genuine or not, and most of the time will turn women away when he knows what they're after. It's only far and few in between the type of women he turns away that he'll actually give them a chance. ( A bit more depth: he prefers women who are more 'bratty' or bashful/timid. Although he see pride as something important in everyday work, he doesn't see it as important in relationships...if that makes sense-)

-Following that up, Thatch and Ace have similar tastes in women as one another. Both of them like women who play hard-to-get, or women who are openly kind whether they're shy or bold. However, their taste in body types are different. Ace prefers women who are more muscular, or are taller. Why? He feels like they'll at least be safe without him around. Thatch, however, does prefer curvier/chubbier women. Why? Because he's a HUGE cuddler, and he loves having something to hold. (Atmos, Curiel, and Rakuyo also have the same taste in body types as Thatch.)

-The nurses on the ship were specifically picked based on each crew member's type in women so none of the crew members would be tempted to try and hit on them. Even more so, at least three of them are actual biological siblings to a few of the men on board.

-Speed Jill, Rakuyo, Izo, and Namur do try to request off days with the nurses. Why? They enjoy they relax days they have, and so long as they're with them, they won't get teased about wanting to relax/ have a spa day.

-A third of the crew showers daily, the rest of them are either every other day/ every two to three days, or once a week/ once every other week. Among the few who shower daily are Thatch (because garlic, onions, and other unsavory spices aren't exactly something ladies flock to. Plus, he uses an abundance of hair gel in his pompadour, he has to in order to reduce damaging his hair), Haruta- surprisingly-, and Jozu. Most of the other commanders are every couple of days or every other day, Curiel and Ace are the only ones who have to be FORCED to bathe. (Yes, even Blamenco is more hygienic then Ace. You kind of have to be with Mary Poppins tote bag as your DF, lol.)

-Izo is the financial advisor of the ship, and usually is the first to put his foot down if anyone tries to shelter stray animals. Stefan was the only exception since Whitebeard was the one that brought him on board. Everyone else has to turn the animals they find loose on the islands they stop at. Since he manages the money (Thanks to Haruta-) he makes sure there's just enough to get them supplies. The rest of the money goes towards a bail fund if some group or pirates tries to kidnap one of them for ransom (this has actually happened to Blenheim and Fossa before. And surprisingly it wasn't their fault. They were actually kidnapped directly from the ship.)

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Alright. That's all I have for now. Again, apologies about the one shot never being released. I'll still be working on it, but for now take these as a peace treaty instead! (Hopefully they cheer you up if you're having an off day!)

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Thatch: WHO ATE MY BREAD?! Thatch: I'M GOING TO FUCKING K- Reader: I did? Thatch: Kiss you and make some more, you haven't been eating anything today Reader Thatch: *Walks away* Reader: ... Reader: They're gone Ace Ace, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in his month: Twankh uh! 

(Some crack in the form of incorrect quotes. Thatch should know better than to leave food unguarded and Reader coming to Ace's rescue)

[zethsdumpster]

I bought some new markers uwu